While the kids were still laughing, a dark complexion teenaged boy walked into the store. It was that foster father's real son. I recognized him from my school. He was never very nice to me. Always thought he was too cool to talk to nerds like me. He looked around for his father.
"Where is he?" He asked the still giggling kids.
"And what are you little fuckers laughing at?"
He glanced at me and sneered "Hey your that weird Fag from my school. What are you doing here?"
I looked him over.
I never really noticed him before but I saw that he was pretty well built and masculine looking.
He didn't have an accent like his Dad and was obviously born here.
He was dressed like a typical high-school student with a nap sack slung over his shoulder and baggy pants and T-shirt. He was maybe on the thuggish looking side,
Like his Dad, he was swarthy and he hadn't shaved recently with scruff on his face.
He saw me gazing at him a little too long
"What you staring at?" he asked more forcefully.
Ignoring him, I turned and asked the kids about him.
"He's our foster big brother! He is a total jerk. He always picks on us" one spoke up.
The others all murmured their agreement.
"I going to fucking kill you, you little twerps", he shouted at the boys.
"Your Dad is in the back of the store crying", I told him plainly. "He just ran back there with a banana shoved up his ass after these kids spanked him naked while he was Murga for them."
His mouth dropped open and he looked at me. "What the fuck!? What kind of sick shit is that? Get the fuck out of here Fag!"
Then the boys started begging me. "Do it to him! Do it to him! make him Murga. Let us spank him. He deserves it even more"
"Ok thats it!" he shouted dropping his bag to the floor and rolled up his sleeves. He grabbed one of the boys by his collar.
A few seconds later he was bare ass naked. He was bent over with his arms wrapped under his legs and touching his ears. The kids were laughing hysterically and his bare ass was raised up towards us.
"What the hell!?" he shouted. "Whats going on?"
"Your hairy like your Dad", one laughed.
"But you shave all the hairs on your chest and above your dick" another commented.
I looked down at his hairy butt as he frantically tried to wiggle around and get out of that position.
"Help!" he shouted! "Please Dude whats going on?"
I didn't answer. I walked up to my bent over school-mate and placed my hands on his fuzzy butt cheeks and thrust them apart to look at his hole.
"No!" He protested.
I looked down at his hairy hole. "It does look kind of weird that you shave your chest and pubes but your so hairy back here. What if your going to get fucked? Don't you want to look nice a clean for that?"
"Please Dude, This is not cool. What the fuck! Seriously ! This is not cool" He responded trying to sound more calm turning his head trying to look at me.
"Sorry Man, I said calmly. But I just cant take you seriously looking down at your asshole like this"
The younger boys laughed more.
I let go of his ass cheeks.
"What should I do to him now" I asked the boys.
"Make him do a chicken walk" one suggested.
I did so. As the boys hooted and ridiculed him. He waddled around in that same position. His face towards the floor and ass in the air and his dick swinging visible fro between his spread legs.
"Not funny!" He tried shouting at them. "Really not cool!"
The kids started swatting his ass.
"Oww!" he shouted as he wiggled trying to avoid the blows.
"Please dude stop this" he begged me.
I started to laugh too. I asked the kids what else we should do.