Lucass Bully

Note: this story involves cuckolding and humiliation. If you're a fan of my work, be aware that this one is a little on the sillier side.

***

"Hey, dweeb," my high school bully Brad said to me, casually pushing me against my locker.

"Hey, leave my boyfriend alone!" cried Stephanie, my girlfriend. "Just because he's not as big and muscular as you are doesn't mean you can pick on him all the time!"

A small crowd quickly gathered around, laughing at my girlfriend having to defend me.

"Sweetie..." I said quietly to her. "You're not helping..."

"Yeah, sweetie," Brad said, eyeing Stephanie's tight, gymnast body up and down. "Besides, I saw your nerd boyfriend already gave you his homework to copy off of this morning, so you don't need him for the rest of the day."

The crowd laughed. Stephanie rolled her eyes at him, but she was also smiling a little bit.

"Anyway," Brad said, "I'm not even picking on him, I just wanted to let him know what my dad told me last night."

The crowd was growing bigger. Here I was, an 18-year-old high school senior, still getting bullied by this big dumb jock while all the other kids laughed at me. "Okay, whatever, go ahead, Brad, what did he tell you?" I asked, wanting to get this over with so I could get to class.

"He said he was gonna fire your dad's worthless ass," Brad said. My face fell. My dad worked as an office clerk for Brad's dad, who was a lawyer. What was going to happen to our family if he lost his job? "But good news!" Brad added quickly. "He decided not to."

I sighed with relief. "Oh, good," I said.

"Yeah, great news, right?" Brad asked. But I could tell something bad was coming. "Ya wanna know how your dad saved his job?"

"Um...how?" I asked.

"You know how they had an office party this weekend?"

"Yeah..." I said.

"Well, my dad and all the other guys in the office fucked your mom right in front of him in exchange for him keeping his job!"

The crowd all gasped and burst into laughter. I looked over at Stephanie. Even she was holding back a giggle.

"Whatever," I said. "You're making that up."

"Nah, loser, I got the proof right here," Brad said. He held up his phone and played a video. I saw my mom bent over a desk while Brad's muscular father fucked her from behind and a bunch of other guys gathered around waiting to take their turn, their wives or girlfriends cheering them on or pointing and laughing. My mom was moaning like a total slut, and my dad was off to the side, staring intently and jerking off.

The crowd laughed harder now. Even Stephanie was openly laughing at me. I felt my face turning red and I stormed through the crowd to go to class.

***

"Mom!" I whined when I got home that day. "I can't believe you would do that to Dad!"

"Oh, honey," my mom said dismissively. "Would you prefer that he lose his job?"

"Well, no..." I said. "But still..."

"Besides," my mom said, "you said your bully showed you the video, so I'm sure you saw that your dad didn't mind one bit. He was enjoying the show!"

I sighed. "Yeah, I know," I admitted. "But that just makes it even more humiliating for me..."

"Aww, sweetie," my mom said sympathetically. "I know, I'm sorry. Your bully really shouldn't be telling you about all that stuff."

"Yeah," I agreed. "He's such a jerk. He thinks just because he's this big muscular football player and all the girls want to date him that he can do whatever he wants."

"Oh, really?" my mom asked.

"Totally," I said. "He even told me that he's had sex with most of the teachers and the principal and they all let him get away with whatever he wants because he has such a big penis. It's so unfair!"

"Hmm," my mom said thoughtfully, "that's very interesting. It sounds like he needs a real talking to. I want you to invite him over tomorrow."

"What? No way!" I objected. "I can't have my mom fighting my battles for me!"

"Oh, honey," my mom said. "It's fine. I promise I'll get him to stop bullying you."

I sighed. "Really?" I asked. "How?"

She smiled a little. "I can be very persuasive, honey," she said ambiguously.

"Okay...I guess, if you really think you can get him to stop," I agreed.

"Good boy," she said. "And, um, bring that cute little girlfriend of yours over too, okay?"

"Why does she need to be there?" I asked. "It's gonna be so embarrassing!"

"I just want her to be included," my mom said simply. "Now do what I say or you're grounded."

I couldn't believe I was an adult and my mom was still threatening to ground me. "Okay, fine," I said with a sigh.

***

"Um...Brad?" I said nervously to my bully the next day at school. "My mom wants you to come over tonight. She said she needs to give you a talking to about how much you bully me."

Stephanie and some of Brad's friends were standing nearby. They all started laughing, even my girlfriend. "Uh oh, Brad, you're in trouble," one of his friends said.

Brad laughed. "Your slut mom wants to punish me? Sounds like fun, dork."

"Whatever, it's not like that," I objected. Then I turned to Stephanie. "Um, she said I should ask you to come too, sweetie."

"Damn, she wants your girlfriend there, too?" Brad asked. "This really is gonna be fun."

Stephanie laughed a little. "Okay, honey, I'll be there," she said to me, then handed me a paper. "Here's my math homework, I need it finished before third period, okay?"

"Um, yeah, sure," I said. She gave me a peck on the cheek and walked away.

***

That evening, Brad and Stephanie arrived at the same time. He wore a pair of mesh gym shorts and a tank top. She was in cut-off denim shorts and a crop top. "Hey, loser," Brad said. "I gave your girl a ride over here."

"Oh...okay," I said, not enthusiastic about the idea of my girlfriend in a car alone with my bully.

"Don't worry, all I asked in return is for her to flash me her tits," Brad said with a laugh. Stephanie giggled a little.

"Honey," I said. "You didn't...?"

"Oh, sweetie, it's no big deal," Stephanie said. "He was doing me a favor, so in return I gave him a quick peek and let him squeeze them a little bit."

"Squeeze them?" I asked.

"Hey, that was all her idea," Brad said.

"Oh, stop," Stephanie said with a laugh, slapping Brad on the arm playfully. "It's just my way of saying thanks for the ride."

"Um, I really wish you hadn't let my bully feel you up, sweetie," I whined. "You haven't even let me do that!"

Stephanie rolled her eyes. "You know I don't like jealous guys," she warned me sternly.

"Okay...I'm sorry," I said.

Just then my mom walked up behind me. "Sweetie, aren't you going to let your friends in?" she asked.

I turned and saw that she was only wearing a robe, loosely tied so that the opening showed off a lot of her cleavage. "Mom!" I cried. "What are you wearing?"

"What? I just got out of the shower," my mom said. "You two don't mind, do you?"

"Hell no," Brad said quickly, eyeing my mom up and down with a lascivious grin and rubbing his hands together.

My mom laughed. "You teenage boys, always just one thing on your minds," she said. "Come on in!"

I stepped aside and Brad and Stephanie walked in. "I think you look gorgeous," Stephanie said to her.

"Oh, thank you!" my mom said with a smile. "I love that crop top."

"Aw, thanks," Stephanie said.

"How are things going between you and my son?" my mom asked. "I hope he's treating you respectfully."

"Mom..." I said, embarrassed.

"Oh, he's a perfect gentleman," Stephanie said. "He's really the perfect boyfriend. He does whatever I tell him to do!"

"Yes, he's such a good boy," my mom said, patting me on the head. Then she looked over at Brad, a mischievous smile on her face. "Unlike this young man over here. Let's go into the living room and have a little talk, shall we? Please make yourselves at home."

Brad walked in and sat down on the middle of the couch. My mom and Stephanie sat on either side of him, leaving me to sit in a chair to the side. I wasn't enthusiastic seeing my bully in my house like this, as if he owned the place.

"Mom?" I asked. "You're not gonna change?"

"No," my mom said, as though this was a stupid question. "Your friends already said they don't mind, sweetie."

"Yeah, don't be rude to your own mom, dork," Brad said to me, looking straight down the front of my mom's half-open robe and rubbing his crotch through his mesh shorts. A large bulge was starting to form in them.

"Aww, you're so sweet," my mom said to Brad, putting a hand on his muscular shoulder and looking down at his bulge. "Oh, my, I'm sorry, is what I'm wearing getting you...excited?"

"It's okay," Brad said, his shorts now forming a massive tent as he kept rubbing his hard-on. "I should be the one apologizing. But I can't help it, this is just what happens when I'm sitting between such hotties like the two of you."

My mom and girlfriend both cooed at these compliments. Neither of them could take their eyes off Brad's bulge.

"What a nice compliment," my mom said. "It's hard to believe you've been such a bully to my son."

"Aw, well," Brad said with a grin. "All I did was tell him how much fun you had at the office party with my dad and his friends."

My mom laughed. "Well, it is kind of naughty for you to be talking about that at school, don't you think?"

"Oh, I guess," Brad said. "And I probably shouldn't have shown him the video my dad gave me."

"Very naughty boy, embarrassing my son like that," my mom said, but she didn't sound very upset about it.

"You know what? You're right," Brad said. He looked over at me. "I'm sorry, dork."

My mom looked over at me expectantly. "Well?" she said. "What do you say?"

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"He just apologized, honey!" my mom said sternly.

"That's it?" I asked. "He apologizes, and calls me a dork at the same time, and that's enough for you? He's just gonna keep bullying me!"

"Well..." my mom said thoughtfully. "I suppose you're right. Are you planning to keep bullying my son, Brad?"

"Probably," Brad said, still looking down her robe and rubbing the tent in his shorts.

My mom leaned forward a little bit. "Well...is there anything his girlfriend and I could do to convince you to ease up on him a little bit?"

"Hmm," Brad said. "I dunno, your son's such a little loser, it's really hard to resist picking on him. It would have to be something pretty special to get me to stop."

"Aww, I understand," my mom said, then slowly let her robe drop off her shoulders, revealing her big, bouncy breasts. "Are these special?"

"Damn," Brad said, gripping his hard-on firmly. "Those are fucking amazing."

"Go ahead, play with them," my mom said.

Brad reached over and started feeling up my mom's boobs.

I couldn't believe it. "Mom! What the fuck?" I objected.

"Oh, honey, shush," she said. "Don't you want him to stop teasing you at school?"

"I mean...yeah...but this is ridiculous!" I said.

"Don't pay any attention to him," my mom said to Brad. "Go ahead, suck on them."

"Fuck yeah," Brad said, leaning over to suck my mom's tits. I could only sit there and stare, not knowing what to say at this point. After a few seconds of this, he stopped and looked over at Stephanie. "You too, slut."

Stephanie bit her lower lip and smiled, then quickly pulled her crop top over her head and tossed it at me. My mouth fell open as I stared at her bare breasts. This was my first time seeing them.

"Wow, your girlfriend has such nice, perky little tits," my mom said to me. "Your bully's really gonna love playing with those."

Sure enough, Brad was already squeezing and licking Stephanie's breasts while she ran her hands through his hair.

"Sweetie!" I whined. "Why are you letting Brad do this to you?"

Stephanie rolled her eyes. "Um, hello, we're doing this to help you," she said, as if I were stupid. "Once he has his fun with us, he'll stop bullying you. Right, Brad?"

"Uh, yeah, maybe I'll ease up a little," Brad said, flicking her erect nipple with his tongue.

"See?" Stephanie said. "Honestly, you should be thanking us."

I shook my head, then silently watched as Brad turned back to my mom and motorboated her, making her laugh.

"Um, okay, Brad, you've had your fun," I said, trying to bring this to an end. "That's enough, and now you have to stop picking on me at school!"

Brad glanced over at me. "Are you kidding me? I'm gonna make these sluts my fucktoys. And if you keep whining, I'm gonna kick your ass right in front of them. Now sit there and watch like a good little boy."

"But...but..." I stammered.

"Honey, your bully is right," my mom said. "Stop complaining and let us take care of this for you."

Brad pulled my mom's robe completely open and slid his hand between her legs. "Damn, your mom's pussy is dripping wet already," he said, sliding a couple fingers inside her and making her moan. "You like when I boss your wimpass son around, huh?"

"Mmm," my mom said. "Well...I do like dominant men."

"Yeah, of course you do, you desperate slut," he said, sliding a third finger inside her. As he fingered my mom, he turned to Stephanie and said, "Get on your knees and take my cock out,."

"Yes, Brad," Stephanie said obediently, sliding to the floor and kneeling between Brad's legs. She quickly pulled down Brad's shorts. His massive erection popped out. "Oh, wow," she said, in awe at the size of it.

"Holy shit," I said, also in awe. "Sweetie, it's okay, that penis is way too big, you don't have to do anything with it. He can just keep bullying me, okay?"

But she was already wrapping her lips around it and starting to suck it. She pushed her head almost all the way down it, until she gagged a little bit and pulled off. "Mmm, no, honey, it's okay, I can handle this big dick, see?" She slid it back down her throat, this time going all the way down, until her nose was pressed into Brad's pubes.

"What the fuck..." I said softly, in disbelief that my girlfriend was deepthroating such a massive penis.

"Wow, good job!" my mom said encouragingly. "Can I try?"

Stephanie giggled and nodded at her. My mom got down on her knees next to my girlfriend and started sucking Brad's cock, sliding it all the way down her throat on the first try, then bobbing her head up and down on it.

"Ohhh, fuck, of course your slut mom is a pro at this," Brad groaned. Stephanie started sucking his balls while my mom kept going. "Fuck yeah, two sluts on my dick."

"I can't believe this is happening," I said, putting my head in my hands.

Just then, the front door opened and my dad walked in. "What's going on here?" he asked. I was embarrassed, but relieved that somebody had arrived who could put a stop to this.

My mom pulled her head off Brad's dick and turned to my dad. "Oh...hi, honey," she said, sighing in frustration that she was being distracted from her task. "This is Brad, our son's bully. And this is Stephanie, our son's girlfriend. Brad says that if we have a little fun with him he might stop picking on our son so much."

"Oh...I see," my dad said, his eyes fixed on Stephanie's topless body as she licked the shaft of Brad's cock. "Um...you're my boss's son, aren't you?" he asked Brad.

"That's right, and I've heard all about you," Brad said. "Now sit down next to your loser son, you fucking pathetic cuck."

My mom looked up at Brad and laughed. "Like father, like son!" she said. "Both of you know how to dominate my sissy husband!"

My dad submissively followed Brad's orders and sat down next to me. His hand started rubbing his crotch over his pants. "Enjoying the show, son?" he asked me.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "Of course I'm not! My bully is about to fuck my mom and my girlfriend right in front of me!"

"I know, it's gonna be so hot," my dad said. "Damn, your girlfriend has such a tight little body. What's she doing dating a nerd like you?"

"Dad!" I said. "She likes me!"

Stephanie giggled and glanced back at my dad. "Yeah, I especially like how he does all my homework for me."

"Ah, now I get it," my dad said with a laugh. He slid his hand into his pants. "Damn, she's got perfect fucking tits, son."

"Oh my god, what a gross, old pervert," Stephanie said, rolling her eyes.

"Aw, I'm sorry, baby, don't worry about me, just keep sucking that nice big dick," my dad groaned, his hand moving up and down in his pants.

"Dad, come on," I objected. "That's my girlfriend. And don't forget your wife is sucking his dick too. You should be putting a stop to this!"

"What do you want me to do?" my dad asked. "Your bully is way bigger and stronger than either of us. Besides, look at him, he's probably gonna fuck them both so good. I wanna see that!"

"Oh my god, Dad, that's so fucked up," I said.

Brad had Stephanie stand up and peel her denim shorts off. I stared at her round little butt, which looked so perfect in the red panties she was wearing. Brad quickly peeled her panties off and threw them at my dad, saying, "Here ya go, perv, have fun with these."

"Fuck yes, thank you," my dad said gratefully, holding my girlfriend's panties to his face and sniffing them.

"Jesus Christ, Dad!" I exclaimed. "You're really embarrassing me!"

Stephanie giggled, getting back on her knees. "It's okay, Lucas, I don't mind if your dad is a weirdo perv who wants to sniff my panties and jerk off to me."

"Ohh, yeah, they're so wet, son, you can smell her pussy juices," my dad groaned, still stroking himself and holding her panties to his face. "She must really like your bully."

I could only shake my head and watch in exasperation as my mom and girlfriend continued sucking Brad's dick for a few more minutes. Then Brad told my mom to get on all fours on the floor, facing me. She quickly obeyed.

"Don't worry, sweetie," my mom said to me with a smile. "We're gonna take good care of your bully and you won't have to worry about him anymore."

Brad got on his knees behind my mom, peeled his tank top off, and slid his cock inside her. She let out a moan. "Fuuuuck yeah," Brad groaned. "My dad was right, she does have a tight pussy for being such a used up slut."

"That's right," my dad said, his fist moving up and down in his shorts, "now fuck my little cheating whore wife nice and hard with that big teen cock."

Brad laughed. "Dude, I think your dad is even more pathetic than you," he said to me as he slammed his cock in and out of my mom's pussy.

Stephanie was kneeling next to Brad, sliding her hands up and down his muscular body and kissing his neck. After a few minutes of this, he told Stephanie to get on her hands and knees next to my mom, and he went back and forth fucking both of them from behind for a while.

I looked over at my dad, who was staring in awe and stroking himself furiously. "I seriously can't believe you're jerking off to this," I said to him.

"Oh please," my dad said dismissively. "Like you don't have a little stiffy in your shorts right now?"

I had been trying to ignore the raging hard-on pressing against my briefs, but now I let out a sigh and said, "Okay, fine, I do, but at least I'm not stroking it like you."

"Why not?" my dad asked. "Look at this high school jock splitting your girlfriend's tight teen pussy open. You don't think that's hot?"

I blushed, staring at Stephanie as she looked up and me smiled while Brad railed her from behind. I had to admit, she did look really hot.

"Poor thing," my mom said to me. "Why didn't you tell us this was getting you hard? You know we can't see your tiny hard-on in your shorts the way we could see your bully's."

I blushed as Brad and Stephanie laughed at me. "Mom...I didn't want to tell you," I whined. "It's embarrassing."

"Oh, sweetie, it's okay," my mom said comfortingly. "We really don't mind if you jerk off to us, honey."