Bully Fags

WARNING: EXTREMELY offensive, homophobic, violent. My most brutal story yet. For real.

Had to break it into two parts because the story is so large. Part 2 here.

(Pavel, an exchange student from Russia walks in the door to your average American family home. Inside are a son and father, waiting to greet him. As Pavel enters, his immense size is immediately recognizable. He towers over the American son's miniscule 5'4" body at 6'5". He has over 150lbs of pure muscle over the American son who is scrawny even compared to the average peer. Both Pavel and the son are the same age)

Dad: Pavel, welcome to our home and our country! It is so nice to finally meet you. Wow, you're bigger than I was expecting.

Tyler: H-Hello Pavel. Um, are you really 18 like me?

Tyler was trying to keep his composure but he couldn't believe the massive stud he was looking at. This man seemed much older than him, a senior in high school.

Pavel: Hello thank you for having me in your home.

Pavel spoke in a thick Russian accent.

Pavel: Yes, I am 18. I just have 10x the normal testosterone for a man my age. Here, see.

Tyler took in the huge muscle in his face. He couldn’t help but compare to his own body. Pavel was like a different species from him. And he couldn’t lie - Tyler was incredibly attracted to his raw masculinity. He swallowed hard as he took in the massive bicep.

Tyler: Wow, that’s big.

Pavel just smiled knowingly at Tyler.

Dad: Well, come in to the kitchen, we’ll be eating soon. Let’s get to know each other.

They all sat around the kitchen table.

Dad: The pizza will be here soon, Pavel how were your travels?

Pavel: Well the plane ride is very long, but it was okay, at least until I got to the airport here.

Dad: Oh what happened? Something with your bags?

Pavel: No, almost immediately as I step into America I see two fags holding hands.

Tyler’s face went white. He couldn’t believe what he heard. He knew Russia didn’t have the best reputation for gay rights but he never thought he’d hear outright disgust for homosexuals. Tyler started sweating a bit. He looked over nervously to his father. His dad met his gaze.

Dad: Oh, Pavel, we don’t really say that word in America, you understand? I don’t want to force any of our ideals on you though.

Pavel: Oh, I thought I was clear on my profile. You all do know I work at a fag camp right?

Tyler’s mouth dropped.

Tyler: A… fag… camp?

Pavel looked confused for a moment.

Pavel: Yes, I put on my profile. In my country homosexuality is not allowed and is strictly punished. Fags are sent to labor and punishment camps. I am an enforcement officer at a camp.

Tyler looked at his father terrified. His father looked at him and then looked at Pavel.

Dad: Surely, that can’t be what it sounds like.

Pavel: No, it’s exactly what it sounds like. I punish fags all day long. And I love it. I am a top officer in my country. Did you not read my profile?

Dad: I guess I missed that part.

Tyler’s dad looked at Tyler.

Dad: Well, I hope we won’t have a problem, see my son here is gay.

Tyler’s stomach dropped as he panicked at what his father had said. Tyler watched, horrified at Pavel’s reaction. He saw the veins in his neck and head explode. He watched his hands ball into fists. Pavel looked right at Tyler with a look of shock at first and then pure hate and disgust. Tyler had never felt subjected to that amount of pure hate from a look. He felt his stomach sink as his eyes got wide, briefly imagining what Pavel could do to him.

Tyler: Dad! No!

Dad: Tyler, it’s ok, I don’t think Pavel is going to hurt you or anything.

Pavel: No, no, I will. I need to leave. I cannot stay with a faggot. Let me get my things.

Dad: No no no, Pavel. I won’t have you going, you are a guest in our house and we invited you because we wanted to have a cultural experience with someone from a foreign country. Sometimes we have differences that we need to work through.

Tyler: Dad, did you hear what he does? Just let him leave!

Dad: Tyler, I’m disappointed in you. Now let’s work this out. Now, Pavel, how can we make your more comfortable here?

Tyler was absolutely freaked out that his father was trying to make Pavel feel more comfortable after what he just revealed!

Pavel: I don’t know. Well first of all, I would never sit at a table with a faggot. Faggots should crawl on the ground like the inferiors they are.

Dad: Ok, well, it sounds a bit strange but Tyler, let’s see you get on all fours on the floor to make Pavel more comfortable. What do you say?

Tyler: No way dad, I’m not doing it!

Tyler looked at Pavel and shivered seeing how he looked at him. He imagined he was probably wasn’t used to guys like him being opinionated.

Dad: Tyler, I won’t hear another word. We need to make our guest more comfortable. Get down, it will just be temporary until we work this out.

Tyler looked around fruitlessly looking for anyone to help him, but it seems he lost that battle. He slowly lowered himself to the floor until he was on all 4s. On the ground, he could see the massive black boots Tyler had on. His immense calves flared out of them. Once again Tyler shivered looking

Dad: Ok son, it's you've done so much to help Pavel be more comfortable with a faggot - oh sorry son, Pavel is rubbing off on me! - I mean homosexual, in the family. Now, it's your turn to expose Pavel to your beliefs. You know, that you should have rights. But I think if you just stand up right now and tell Pavel about gay rights, well, he might not take it very well. No, I don't think that will work. So let's compromise. You can talk about gay rights but in a way that is more comfortable to Pavel. Now Pavel, what size boots are those?

Pavel: I wear American size 15, sir.

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Dad: Very good! Yes, they look quite large. Ok, now son, I want you to defend gay rights, but I don’t think Pavel is going to take too kindly to you just saying it to him. Why don’t you, yes, talk about how gay people deserve rights, but do it while you suck on the end of Pavel’s big boot.

Tyler looked even more horrified, and completely shocked at his dad’s suggestion. Pavel laughed, scaring Tyler.

Pavel: Sir, I think you might be very comfortable in my country.

Dad: Oh, that's sweet Pavel. Yes, I'd love to visit your country some day. And, I'll take that as a yes. Now, son, go ahead. Convince Pavel that you deserve rights.

Tyler: B-b-but dad, there’s no way- I mean I’m not going to-

Pavel interrupted him. His fists balled, muscles straining.

Pavel: Do it.

Tyler, grimacing, and totally terrified, crawled in front of Pavel’s big boot, which Pavel had out, presenting it to his fag mouth. Hesitatingly, Tyler opened his mouth and brought it to Pavel’s enormous foot. He brought this mouth to boot, and began to taste the leather. He looked up at Pavel as he did it. Pavel had a hateful but satisfied look in his eyes as he watched the fag swallow his boot.

Pavel: That’s not enough, get more in your mouth.

Tyler pulled forward more, choking and gagging on the boot but managed to get more into this mouth. With his eyes wide and his mouth full of boot he looks up at his dad pleading.

Dad: Alright, son, talk about gay rights.

Tyler couldn’t believe the position he was in. He felt so ridiculous and humiliated. But he didn’t want to make Pavel even angrier, he knew he was going to have to do this. He began to do his best to convince Pavel that gays deserve rights. Unfortunately, his speech was almost entirely incoherent because of the massive boot lodged in Tyler’s mouth. Still, it seemed to have an effect on Pavel. Before Tyler even finished the first sentence, he was met with a massive loogie that splattered across his face. Disgusted, he immediately spit out the boot.

Pavel: Get your mouth back on my boot or you will be very sorry fag.

Tyler knew Pavel is serious. He got the boot back in his mouth as fast as he could.

Pavel: Continue.

Tyler feeling even more ridiculous now continued his speech. It wasn’t long before another loogie hit him in the face. Now it was hard to even see. He squinted out of his eyes and continued, but you couldn’t even hear what he was saying over the sound of Pavel hawking up yet another loogie for Tyler’s face. Soon Tyler’s face as absolutely covered in Pavel’s slimey spit. He had to close his eyes, but he still continued his impassioned speech, even though it was falling on deaf ears. When Tyler finally finished, his face was drenched in spit, his eyes completely covered. He felt beyond pathetic in this state. He brought his hands to his eyes to try to wipe away as much spit as he could to see. When he finally opened his eyes, he was startled to see Pavel’s face even more stern than before, and even scarier, his huge muscles were even more pumped now.

Dad: So Pavel, what do you think? Has my son convinced you that he deserves rights?

Pavel: No, somehow I hate faggots even more now.

Dad: Oh no! Sorry son, looks like Pavel will take more convincing than that. That's ok, I'm sure there will be a lot of opportunities to voice your opinions on gay rights to Pavel. You'll just have to make a better argument I guess if you want to change Pavel's mind. Oh well. Oh wow, Pavel, your muscles are really swelling. I'm seeing veins pop up all over your body. Are you really angry? Hearing my son talk about gay rights with your boot in his mouth? Wow, you look very scary. Son I want you to get a look at this. Here, no no no son don't take your mouth off his boot. Just keep sucking on it but Pavel move your boot back a bit so he can get a good look at you. Son! Keep it in your mouth! Don't give me that look. Ok, now look up at Pavel. Impressive isn't it? Look what your little speech did to him! Wow, he looks even more intimating. I guess men are just made different in Russia, huh, son?

Tyler just shook with the boot still in his mouth. Except, Tyler was dismayed to feel his little cock get hard in his pants. Here he was with a face full of spit looking at the personification of homophobia in front of him, and he’s hard. Weird! 

Just in that moment, the doorbell rang.

Dad: Oh that must be the pizza. Do you like pizza, Pavel?

Pavel: Yes, of course, thank you. But will fag eat with us?

Dad: Yes, I had planned on my son eating with us. Is that a problem?

Pavel: I'm sorry but yes. In my home country, faggots never eat at table. Faggot can not eat pizza. Fags eat fag slop.

Dad: Fag slop? What is that?

Pavel: It's disgusting but perfect for a fag! We make in big batch and refrigerate. Is very cheap - poor quality meat, oats, some cheap veggies and vitamins. It's good for fag but we only feed very little to fag. Enough to keep fag going but not fill up. We want fag to always be hungry. I will have to make some for the fag when I have the ingredients.

Dad: Hm, well, actually I have an idea. We used to have a dog, Spot. Unfortunately, he passed away not too long ago. But we still have some canned dog food. Maybe that will work as a good substitute?

Son: Dad... please. No! I can't eat dog food.

Dad: Son, it'll be fine and Pavel won't have to leave the table. Seeing someone like you eat normal food would not be acceptable to Pavel. You pleaded to me for a foreign exchange student and now, what? You're just ready for him to go. I don't think so, we will make this work.

Pavel: That works great. Allow me. Where is it?

Dad: Oh, thanks Pavel! Bottom of the pantry and the can opener is in the drawer closest to the door.

Pavel prepared the dog food for the fag while Tyler’s dad got plates for him and Pavel. Pavel put only about a fourth of the dog food in a bowl, the perfect amount for fags. He put the bowl under the table for the fag. When he looked for the dog food, he had also found a collar and leash. He put the collar tightly (causing Tyler to choke) around the fag’s neck. He got himself some pizza and sat down and Pavel and Tyler’s dad started eating. Pavel soon noticed Tyler wasn’t touching his food.

Pavel: I’m going to help Tyler eat his new food.

Dad: That’s very nice of you Pavel!

Pavel turned over the bowl and dumped the dog food on the floor. He then stomped on it with his massive boot and lifted it up, showing the bottoms of it to the fag.

Pavel: Lick, fag.

Tyler gagged at the thought but slowly brought his tongue out. His tongue met the boot and he started to lick grimacing. He started licking the bottom of the boot more, swallowing the disgusting dog food. As he continued, Pavel looked down at him, getting closer to his face. Tyler looked up into Pavel’s eyes.

Pavel: Did you know that these are my work boots? The boots I wear at the fag camp.

Tyler shivered with that knowledge and looked horrified at the boots.

Pavel: Do you have any idea how many fags have felt these boots coming down on them fag?

Tyler just shook his head, terrified.

Pavel: It’s in the hundreds faggot.

That sent a chill down Tyler’s spine. But also sent a shock to his dick which somehow twitched, becoming hard in his pants. What was wrong with him? He also noticed he was licking the boots without wincing anymore. And then he was really licking them, getting all the dog food off. Pavel stepped again in the remaining food and Tyler lapped it up. The whole time, Tyler thought of that boot stomping it. It turned him on wildly.

Soon, dinner was finished, and plates were cleared.

Dad: Hey, I have an idea Pavel. Why don’t I show you a positive portrayal of homosexuality. We see these all the time here. Let me share some photos of Tyler at gay pride earlier this year.

Tyler (taking his mouth off of Pavel’s boot): “Dad no!”

Pavel grabs a hold of Tyler’s hair and forces his boot into Tyler’s mouth, this time even further, really pushing the limits of Tyler’s jaw. He gets right in Tyler’s face.

Pavel: If you take my boot out of your mouth again without my permission I will kick your teeth in. Do you understand me faggot?

Tyler: “YETH THIR”

He tried to exclaim, Pavel’s boot firmly in his mouth.

Dad: Tyler, now stop, I think Pavel will be really receptive to these. Here we’ll start with these.

The photos started with Tyler by himself before the gay pride parade. He was wearing rainbow attire. He was wearing very short shorts that showed off his legs and ass. Tyler could tell Pavel didn’t like this. But then the photos were of him at the parade. Some sticking his tongue out and making faces. Then some with his other gay friends, showing him kissing them on the cheek and vice versa. Then the photos progressed and Tyler took his shirt off, revealing his “Twink” body that was little more than skin and bone as Tyler could never keep any fat much less muscle. The photos continued as he was clearly showing off his body. He started taking pictures with other guys. Then it turned to night and there was a video at night of Tyler dancing sexily with another guy.

As he watched the cruel muscle god take in these images, Tyler (with a mouthful of boot) couldn’t help but notice the effect it was having on Pavel. With amazement, he watched Pavel’s muscle seem to get pumped up, with thick veins cascading down up and down his arms. The look on Pavel’s face as he watched the pictures was the scariest thing he’d ever seen. He had no doubt the man was a true homophobe. Tyler is shaking uncontrollably at his feet. Unconsciously, he also started sucking the boot harder. Staring deep at Pavel’s huge body, with the taste of fag-crushing leather in his mouth, he had to stop a moan from escaping his mouth.

Suddenly Pavel looked down at him, causing Tyler to jump, startled.

Pavel: I give you permission to stand fag.

Tyler slowly took the boot out of his mouth, hoping not to be punished for doing so. Then he stood up by Pavel. Then Pavel stood up. The differences between their bodies could not be starker. Pavel just looked down at his prey and Tyler looked up at him, terrified but also at this point, admiringly. He couldn’t deny that Pavel was like a cruel god.

Pavel: Fags should be naked.

With that, he reached out and tore Tyler’s shirt apart, effortlessly. Tyler was startled by the abrupt motion and then shocked to find himself shirtless in the kitchen. Then he ripped Tyler’s shorts off. Tyler’s face turned red as he was nearly naked in the kitchen, revealing the jockstrap he was wearing.

Pavel: Faggot underwear.

He said this with disdain and then pulled them down. This revealed Tyler tiny cock, just under 4 inches hard. And it was hard. Pavel just chuckled, he tended to have this affects on fags.

Pavel: Pathetic.

Dad: Oh son, do you have an erection? Was that from sucking on Pavel’s boot? Did you enjoy that?

Tyler’s face was red hot as he took in the humiliation, his head looking down. Pavel took in Tyler’s pathetic little body, imagining the destruction he would do to it.

Pavel: Back under the table fag.

Tyler scurried under the table, happy to hide from the shame of his nakedness. Pavel presented his boot to Tyler which Tyler happily took into his mouth, sucking on it. But then Pavel put his other boot on Tyler’s back, using him as a foot rest. Tyler lifted his ass a bit where Pavel’s foot was. He realized with shame that he wanted to be a good foot rest for Pavel.

Dad: Wow Pavel, you look even more pumped now. Hm, maybe this will help. Let me share some videos that my son took with his ex boyfriend. They are very sweet.

Tyler started breathing heavy on the boot at this point. He knew this was a terrible idea. But still he sucked on the boot.

Dad: Son I think these are mostly on your phone. (He fished Tyler’s phone out of his destroyed shorts) Here, let’s open it up.

Tyler’s dad put the phone in front of Tyler’s face, opening it with Face ID (it works even with a boot in your mouth!). When he got into the phone he then showed it on the TV screen. Tyler’s dad explained to the stern face of Pavel about Tyler’s ex boyfriend and how they met. There were some pics of them on various vacations. Then some pics of them hugging and posing for the camera. There were some pics of them kissing cutely for the camera. Then Dad stumbled upon a video of them kissing in bed. Really making out. This certainly has an affect on Pavel that Tyler can see from his position under the table. His eyes get wide in fear. Then with terror in his eyes he hears himself moaning on the TV. He knows it’s a sex video of him and his ex.

Dad: Oh Tyler, I didn’t know you had these kind of videos on here!

Tyler is getting pounded by his ex on the video. Now Tyler looks up in horror to see Pavel’s massive straining muscles. He is watching the video unblinkingly.

Dad: Geez, let’s get off of that.

But it gets worse. Then Tyler’s dad stumbles upon pictures of Tyler posing for someone in less and less clothes. Eventually he is kneeling on the ground, naked presenting his ass to the camera. Then there are videos of Tyler with a dildo, putting it in his mouth and ass. Tyler is groaning at the boot, mortified by the situation. Eventually they hit the jackpot - a video of Tyler sucking on a very large dick, not that of his ex. Tyler is absolutely fagging out on the cock, moaning and slapping it on his face. He says to the camera “I LOVE YOUR BIG COCK!” Before deep throating. Tyler is in near tears as he hears himself saying this on the TV, but there is nothing he can do.

Upon seeing all of this, Pavel gives an absolutely monstrous flex of his muscles. It is immediately clear that his muscles have inflated with hate and aggression. Without even lifting a weight, they have ballooned into almost inhuman size. There are tears in Tyler’s eyes as he looks up at the behemoth but at the same time, he starts sucking the boot harder. His little dicklet throbs in his pants despite (or actually from) the immense danger he is in.

(Pavel looks right into the son's fearful eyes as his mouth is still wrapped around his boot-covered toes)

Pavel: I'm sorry but I think I'm going to have to fag bash your son.

Part 2