True to his word, Chuckie’s bully stopped picking on him that same day. No more pantsing, swirlies, or shakedowns for cash. In fact, Chuckie’s friends were in awe when the bully approached them on the quad and handed him a crisp $50 bill, “hey, dude, here’s, uh, some of that money I took from you. Sorry about that.”
“Umm, thanks. Yeah, don’t worry about it,” Chuckie replied, a bit stunned himself at the complete about face.
“Yooo, did you see that?! I for sure thought he was here to kick your ass again! Instead he gave you your money back?! Shiiit, boys, pizza’s on Chuckie tonight!” one friend shouted excitedly, aggressively patting Chuckie on the shoulders as if they'd just won the Super Bowl.
"Yeah, sorry guys, but I gotta get home and, uhh, study for my biology final. Look, I'll buy the pizza when we hangout this weekend, cool?" Chuckie replied, from the corner of his eye watching the bully vanish into the student parking lot.
As he bid his friends farewell and made his way to his car, he caught a glimpse of the bully's lifted pickup truck hopping the curb and busting a hard left across the solid yellow line. "Figures he'd do some illegal shit like that, fucking jerk..." Chuckie mumbled to himself before getting into his SmartCar and queuing up to leave at the traffic signal. As he waited through another light cycle, he received a text from his mother,
"Hi Sweetie! I gave Bradley $50 to pass to you after class today. Why don't you go see that Grogu movie with one of your friends? See you at 7:30 for dinner!"
"Bradley?! She's on a first name basis with that asshole now?!" And I should've known that money wasn't from him!" Chuckie groused from behind the steering wheel. Of course, when the light turned green for him he hesitated for a split second and then instead of going right towards the movie theater, he made a left and headed home.
When he reached his neighborhood, he could see Brad's pickup truck parked in front of his house! To avoid being noticed, he parked on the next street over and then snuck into his backyard via his neighbor's property.
"Oh, Chuckie are you here to do the lawn again?" the elderly woman asked from her porch, surprised by the teenager sprinting towards her backyard.
"Ummm, no Mrs. Rosenkrantz, I just, uhhh, wanted to check how high the grass had gotten. Looks like it can wait a few more days, so I'll take care of it this weekend!"
As he slipped through the back gate and crept along the outside of the house peeking in windows, Chuckie couldn't stop thinking about the taunting snapchat from Brad. The image of his mother, her oversized fake tits barely contained by a skimpy bikini top and the so-called 'deal' to quit bullying him were etched in his memory.
"No way, there's no fucking way...she's probably just teasing him to get her way. Showing a little skin, that's all. My dad wouldn't put up with Brad's bullshit! He's not a fucking cuck!"
Alas, what Chuckie saw when he reached the downstairs bedroom window would prove quite the contrary. Despite everything he believed, his father was very much a fucking cuck!
The youngster nearly passed out from the shock of seeing his mother, fully nude and on her knees servicing his bully's mammoth cock. A smile stretched across her face as she pressed her forearm up against the behemoth for a comparison, and it was at that moment that Chuckie noticed his father, Chuck Sr. had entered the room!
Also fully nude, save for some kind of locking device around his genitals (which seemed comically small by comparison) he handed Brad a cold beer. Chuckie was simultaneously irate and flabbergasted,
"Dad's refused to let me have even a sip of beer until I'm legal! Meanwhile, he's serving this horsecocked asshole a beer to enjoy whilst Mom sucks him off in their marital bed?!"
Needless to say, not one shred of the bravado and toughness that Chuckie had attributed to his father were on display. In fact, after serving the bully, he knelt down beside his wife and began affectionally kissing her ear, neck and shoulder whilst she ignored him completely! Instead, she remained laser-focused on satisfying her teenaged stud, aggressively licking, kissing, and sucking the bully's thick, veiny member until he let out a loud moan indicating that he'd reached his breaking point.
Chuckie's threshold of disbelief was shattered as the scene played out before him. Brad stood up at the foot of the bed, his tall frame towering over the submissive slut and her cuckold husband. With long, deliberate strokes, the bully began unloading his heavy balls all over Chuckie's mom, coating her neck, tits, and chest!
"Holy shit, daddy! That's a ton of cum! Here, lemme make sure we got it all out of you!" Chuckie's mom cooed, taking the bully's cock in both hands, slowly milking it from the base to the tip until it surrendered a thick, pearlescent glob which she happily lapped up. "Hmmm, you taste so good! Doesn't he, hubby?" she said with a wicked smile, finally paying attention to her husband as she turned her head to meet his hungry lips.
"No, Dad, don't fucking do it. No, no, no..."
But he did do it...and more! Chuckie watched helplessly as his mother then passionately kissed her husband with a mouthful of bull cum! Brad sat back on the bed taking a long swig of beer, clearly pleased with himself as he watched the middle-aged cuckold make out with his cum-covered wife. "Hey cuck, I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes! So, clean your wife up before I fuck that sweet milf pussy of hers!" the bully commanded.
As Chuck Sr. readily complied, his son let out a disappointed sigh from his hiding spot and sank down out of sight. Sitting on the ground beneath the window he could still hear everything, from his mother giggling like a bimbo slut to Brad barking orders at his father.
"I can't believe this, I can't fucking believe..." Chuckie lamented, desperately trying to calm his thoughts after having his world turned totally upside down. But before he could center himself, his phone vibrated with a new Snapchat from Brad! It was a photo of his mom, covered in cum and making out with his dad, the caption read, "there are two cucks in this pic! lol, u shoulda just gone to the movies, loser!"
Shocked, Chuckie stared hard at the photo trying to figure out what Brad meant. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks! There, reflected in the mirror, was Chuckie staring at his parents through the window like a peeping Tom!
