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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Holes_-_Louis_Sachar
  Relationship:
      Magnet/Squid, Stanley/Zero, mentions_of_Armpit/Warden
  Character:
      Hector_Zeroni, Armpit, Squid, Magnet_-_Character, Zigzag, Stanley_Yelnats
  Additional Tags:
      Mentions_of_F/M, Possible_Dub-Con
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-12-12 Words: 3424
****** Circle Jerk ******
by PerplexingParadox
Summary
     Stanley's not too sure what to think when all the boys from D-tent
     start a ritual that he had never been a part of before. Written
     because I was genuinely surprised that no one had written this
     before. Underage, debatable dub-con (though I assure you, everything
     was desired).
Notes
     I barely ever write anymore. But then this idea came to my head while
     watching Holes (which don't worry, I've also read several times).
     Because I mean, really. They're teenaged boys. All in a tent
     together. With no females around. This is not total crack!. Anyway,
     read at your own risk!
     The beginning is absolute shit. Don't judge it. Seriously, hold out
     for when the action starts, because it is not very good before that,
     but it's worth it! It's also unbeta'd, so feel free to point out
     grammar mistakes because I'd love to fix it.
     Read, review, ENJOY! <3
See the end of the work for more notes
  This work was inspired by
      Circle_Jerk by Eprime
“Man I’m sore…”
The words broke through the half-conscious haze surround the boys of D-tent. It
was rare for anyone to say anything during breakfast, given that everyone was
still waking up, while also trying to preserve energy for the day. It was
weirder, still, that it was a complaint from X-Ray. Anyone who knew the group’s
leader knew he didn’t let anyone sense any weakness.
I raised my eyebrow tiredly, but I seemed to be the only one confused by this.
Looking around, I saw all the other guys with varying expressions on their
face: Zigzag had a shit-eating grin, Squid and Magnet traded a secretive smirk,
Armpit looked completely unaffected, and Zero… Zero had a look of disdain,
exasperation, and frustration.
Suddenly, all eyes turned to me expectantly. I just looked around, a bit
astonished.
“Uh…… me too?” I responded, not at all sure what levity this had.
General snickers were heard around the table, before being cut off by Mom
calling for us to head out.
Once my shovel connected with the dirt, I forgot about everything but dig, lift
dirt, throw, dig, lift, throw. I worked hard that day. It was… I’m pretty sure
it was my third week, but at that point the holes were all starting to blend
together.
I blinked, and I was in the Wreck Room. Time really does fly when you’re
building character.
I tried to focus more on the moment, to be conscious of my surrounding. As
swept my gaze from one side of the room to the other, I found everything to be
pretty much as normal. Except the boys from D-tent. They all had a weird
tension up their frames, and would frequently shoot each other covert and
anticipatory glances.
“Uh, Zero?” I turned to the boy next to me on the couch, attempting to be
casual.
A pointed look was my response.
“Is anything weird going on?”
Now a pointed and pitying look.
I focused my gaze on Zero, trying to pinpoint exactly what was off about him.
He was avoiding eye contact – as usual. His face was set in a stoic line – same
as always. But his body was turned away from me, body language closed off and
unwelcoming – that was new.
Before I had time to rest more on that thought, I heard a familiar voice make a
slightly-too-loud announcement.
“WELL, I think I’m going to call it quits early tonight,” X-Ray proclaimed,
heading out, and elbowing Armpit – who was playing pool – to follow him. I
watched as, within the minute, Squid and Magnet made their exit, shoving each
other and joking with crackling energy, and Zigzag made his way past us,
pausing to give us a lingering look.
Zero breathed out a puff of air that lifted the tight curls on his forehead as
Zigzag left the room with a slight twitch in his step. “We’d better follow,” he
huffed under his breath, lifting up from the broken couch.
I stood up after him, confused but not about to question why Zero was suddenly
following the social norms. As the door to the Wreck Room swung shut behind me,
it was left hollowly lacking D-tent boys.
I trailed a step behind Zero with trepidation. The normal give-no-fucks
attitude of the boy had vanished in this stiff, uncomfortable gait. Something
told me I wasn’t going to like what I’d find in the tent.
Pushing the flaps open, leaving the twilight air for the kerosene lamp-lit
interior of the D-tent, I squeezed my eyes shut for just a moment. When I
opened them, I was expecting to see something horrible – my mattress being
communally pissed on as hazing, Zigzag and Armpit fighting with bets on each,
Squid lighting his farts on fire. I was almost disappointed to see nothing of
the sort. The room looked relatively average, however, the cots had been
rearranged to form a sort of circle around the perimeter of the tent. Each boy
sat on their respective mattress, orange jumpsuit rolled down to the waist,
white T-shirts exposed and sweaty.
Zero immediately abandoned me to quickly stride over to one of the only to
available cots sitting side by side, mimicking the stance of the other boys.
“Sit down, Caveman,” X-Ray said invitingly yet sternly.
Looking around cautiously, I approached my bed. I sat down, and watched warily
as all boys turned their gazes towards X-Ray.
With a final glimpse to make sure the tent flap was closed securely, X-Ray
turned to the center of the circle, smirked, and proceeded to pull down his
jumpsuit just enough to whip his half-hard dick out of his boxers. I gaped at
the action, then watched in shock as Magnet and Squid, side by side, shared a
grin and followed his lead. Zigzag pulled off his pants all together, proudly
baring his raging erection and throwing his briefs at Armpit, who ducked with a
disgusted sound and extracted his chocolate cock.
In shock, I looked over to Zero, who gave a sigh and reached into his jumpsuit
to pull out his-
Whoa. The kid was, like, twelve. The fuck was he doing sporting an 8-inch
dick?!
Then I realized I was both staring, and being stared at. I looked up in panic
into the eyes of the boys around me.
X-Ray laughed at my reaction. “Caveman, dude, calm down.”
“It’s a guy thing,” Armpit supplied with a shrug.
“Yeah, so no one has to do it alone,” Squid explained.
“And risk getting caught,” Magnet added.
“And it’s great bonding,” Zigzag declared with a lecherous grin.
Zero stayed quiet, staring determinedly at the floor in front of his feet.
“C’mon man, don’t be weird about it,” X-Ray urged. “It’s a way to let off some
steam so we don’t all beat the shit out of each other. We’re guys, we’ve all
had to deal with fucking crazy boners at the worst time.”
“Yeah… I suppose,” I mumbled, looking decidedly at my own knees to avoid
perving.
“Seriously Caveman, it’s not gay or creepy. We all know we do it. So now it’s
just out in the open. Just relax,” Squid said, obviously trying to calm me
down.
I gulped. “Yeah, I guess it makes sense.”
I reached down with a slightly shaking hand and pulled down my suit. I let as
little show as possible, still not being comfortable with all the extra chub I
had on my body. I pulled my entirely soft member through the slit in my boxers,
letting my sack sit heavily below it.
A silence followed my actions.
“Well, what the fuck are you pussies waiting for?” X-Ray asked aggressively,
bringing his hand down to tug on his dick. That seemed to be the only catalyst
needed as all hands dived simultaneously for cocks in varying states of
arousal.
I palmed my soft shaft uncomfortably, then looked up to see what others were
doing.
X-Ray was stroking himself calmly and surely, taking in his surroundings,
leaning back a bit. Armpit’s eyes were shut tights, lips pursed, only stroking
with his thumb, forefinger, and middle finger, obviously pacing himself. Zigzag
was tugged with fierce abandon at his already leaking member with his eyes
bugging out, focused overhead. Magnet and Squid were both watching each other
unashamedly, palming themselves and rubbing, but not stroking yet.
And Zero was focused firmly on his own cock, stroking unsurely and curiously –
he didn’t seem to have had as much time to acquaint himself with his own
anatomy.
I gave myself an experimental tug, then brought my hand up to my mouth to spit
before going back for more. I started to hear slight gasps and muffled moans
around me. I thought I could actually feel the temperature start to rise. I
found myself getting caught up in the atmosphere, my arousal starting to grow
and lift.
“So,” X-Ray’s voice broke through my reverie. “What are the stakes tonight?”
Before I could comprehend the question, suggestions were being thrown around.
“Giving up his bread to everyone else for the week!”
“Getting called Rocket for the week!”
“Having to sing us a lullaby!”
“Not allowed to join in next time!”
“Taking all our cum on his face!”
There was a unanimous pause to look at the unabashed Zigzag, who continued to
work himself with fervor.
“…”
“…”
“… All in favor of Zig’s suggestion?” X-Ray asked. There was a general murmur
of assent. “Okay then, first to blow his load gets everyone else’s on his face.
No stopping once you’ve started, no squeezing to stave off orgasm. Playing
dirty is allowed - even encouraged. Let the circle jerk commence!”
With that, everyone lost themselves into their own worlds. With the stakes
obviously at the highest they’d ever been, each boy’s face showed a war between
determination and pleasure. Everyone started off slow – besides Zigzag, who
seemed determined to toss himself raw by the end of the night.
I spit in my hand again, and started to pull. I tried to find something to
think about to get myself hard – didn’t want the other guys to think I was
having, y’know, issues. I searched around, but I couldn’t really think of
anyone in particular. I didn’t really masturbate that often at home. I had
other things to worry about, like being made fun of, feeling self-conscious,
getting my notebook flushed down a toilet.
The last though brought a flare of anger. Derrick Dune, shoving me around
despite my size advantage. But after hanging out with these guys for 18 months,
I’d be able to take care of Derrick.
When I got back, if he tried to mess with me, I’d pin him against a wall, a
threat spilling out of my mouth. I’d lift him off his feet by his collar, then
push in close so he couldn’t escape. I’d let my body slide in close to his,
every part touching. I’d let one hand wander up into his hair, and pull his
head back, exposing his neck to me, because I was in control this time. To
prove it, I’d bite down on the vulnerable expanse, hard. Hard enough to draw
blood. And if he gasped, if I suddenly felt his hardness against my hip, what
was it to me?
Except that it was no longer Derrick pressed up against me. It was Zero. Small,
quiet, surprisingly sensitive Zero. So small. So young. So innocent. So
corruptible. So easy to dominate.
I let out a low growl at the thought, suddenly opening my eyes. I could tell
that my pupils were blown, and my cock was at full hardness, standing at six
inches – which I was rather proud of. I let my eyes slide slightly to the right
and saw Zero, eyes focused intently on my face as he bit his lip, pulling
viciously at his member. When he saw me looking, he immediately averted his
eyes, but as soon as I turned my attention to look around the room, feeling
decidedly hot under the collar, I felt his gaze return to my face.
Armpit’s eyes were still closed, brows furrowed as he had a full fist around
himself at this point. Magnet had his right hand pumping himself as he lifted
his left hand to his mouth, letting his tongue dart out to sweep across his
finger. Squid had his eyes fixed firmly on Magnet’s every action, obviously
enraptured. Zigzag was still working with furious abandon, and I was truly
surprised that he hadn’t blown his load by now. X-Ray was looking calmly
around, taking in everyone, obviously looking for a target to take out first,
though he himself was stroking faster, sweat beginning to line his brow.
Comfortable enough in my position, I let my eyes slip shut again to rejoin my
fantasy.
I had Zero pinned to a wall in an alley. I had one leg between his spread ones,
thigh pressed to his crotch, where he was rocking gently, whimpering. I had his
neck on full display, and I was biting down viciously. I left mark after mark,
letting my tongue soothe over each area after being abused. His mocha skin was
blotchy with the bite marks, each one proclaiming that he was marked – mine.
I let my other hand slipped down, and pressed my palm firmly against his
obvious arousal. He let out a cry at the sensation and bucked forward, helpless
under my ministrations.
I let out a loud grunt at the thought of the control I could have over the
younger boy, followed by panting through my clenched teeth. However, as soon as
I’d grunted, I heard a whine from next to me, and opened my eyes to watch white
ropes splatter from Zero’s cock whilst he stared through hooded eyes at me.
I paused in shock, then remembered the rules and continued, as the tent was
suddenly filled with the jeers of the others as they were relieved from the
danger of being first to cum.
“On your knees in the middle of the tent,” X-Ray demanded between his own
pants, obviously affected at this point. Suddenly, through some unspoken
signal, everyone got up to crowd in a closer circle around the now-kneeling
boy.
Without the worry, everyone started to pick up speed. I noticed that Magnet was
rubbing subtly against Squid’s side, leaning in maybe a little bit closer than
necessary to moan. Squid’s breathing was labored, and he started to pump
faster. Then Magnet brought his hand back up to his mouth, as though to wet it
to ease the friction. Instead, he sucked his pointed finger into his mouth and
laved it with his tongue, and that was his.
Squid suddenly took a step forward, and the vigilant and dutiful Zero shuffled
closer. Squid then groaned load and long as he released, milking cum from his
cock, all of it landing on Zero’s forehead and cheek. Squid then stumbled back
until the backs of his knees hit his cot and he sat down shakily.
Zero reached up a hand to wipe the cum from his face, but he was cut off by a
growled “NO!” from X-Ray. Ever-obedient, Zero turned his face upward so that
none of the semen would drip off. Obviously incredibly aroused by Squid’s
display, Magnet started to stroke faster, panting heavily like a man reaching
the home stretch in a marathon.
Behind him, Squid let out a moan as he tucked his over-sensitized member back
into his briefs and the sound seemed to send Magnet over the edge.
Zero caught the transition at last second, making a jerky movement to try to
catch all of the sperm on his face. As a result, some of it landed in his curly
hair, but he didn’t seem to care. He then turned his attention to the remaining
four of us, trying to gauge who would be the next to release.
Armpit was working himself fast, one hand on his shaft, the other fondling his
sack. Zigzag had reached an all-time high of pace, beginning to mutter under
his breath and thrust forward into his own grip. X-ray had one hand at the
base, and the other twisting underneath the head and it moved up and down. And
me… I was routinely spitting into my hand, keeping my dick slick and keeping up
a steady but fast pace.
Suddenly, Zigzag let out a yell as his hips thrust forward one more time,
shooting farther than anyone, coating Zero from his chin to his forehead.
Zero turned on his knees to face Armpit, X-Ray and me, all next to each other.
Suddenly, X-Ray turned his attention to Armpit, and started speaking.
“I peaked through the Warden’s window yesterday. She’d left the curtain open.”
Armpit’s eyes snapped open. His cheeks darkened, and it was clear that X-Ray
had discovered a secret lust of his. X-Ray kept talking
“She was only wearing a sports bra, and a flannel shirt open over it. She was
talking on the phone, and she didn’t seem to notice that her flat, pale stomach
was on full display, same with her cleavage. Her jeans were riding low on her
hips, and I could swear I saw a tattoo peaking up from beneath her lacy
panties, which I could see the top of.”
Armpits breathing became heavier, and he worked faster.
“She has freckles everywhere, man. She must sunbathe naked. Anyway, whoever she
was talking to must have been coming over or something, because she started to
clean up the magazines she has laying around. She bent over to pick up a
playgirl, and she was facing the window. I could see straight down her shirt.
Then she turned to pick up something else, and that ass. Tight. Just asking to
be pounded by a big black cock.”
And with that Armpit jerked his arm forward to latch his hand into Zero’s hair
and spurt once, twice, three times onto his face.
“Fuck you,” he muttered darkly to X-Ray as he backed away, leaving only X-Ray
and me standing.
X-Ray smirked back at Armpit, but he appeared not to be too far behind. His
hips were thrusting forward in a regular, harsh rhythm, and he was rolling his
balls in his other hand.
And my eyes were focused on Zero’s face, splattered with the cum of the other
guys in the tent. He looked so good like that. Submissive, bent to our will. We
could have done anything to him. I could have grabbed his face and fucked his
mouth. I could have bent him over my cot with the disgusting barf stain and
fucked his tight ass as everyone else watched. And he would have taken it all.
I picked up my pace, grunts lacing more often with my pants. I was close. But
so was X-Ray.
But I knew that I needed to hold out. I needed to have the honor to be the last
one to claim Zero. I needed to prove that I deserved that right.
I kept my face fast and punishing, and I could feel myself teetering on the
edge. I refused to tip over. It was absolutely torturous, but there was no
other option. I was moaning and grunting more than anything else, and I could
feel the sweat dripping down my torso, staining my shirt. Thank God it was
laundry day tomorrow.
It was painful, really, holding out when all my body demanded was release. I
wasn’t sure how much longer I could stand, when finally I heard the telltale
cry from beside me.
Zero shuffled in close as X-Ray dropped his seed all over his face, stroking
himself through his orgasm.
As X-Ray walked backwards, I was aware that every eye in the room was now on me
as I fisted myself with absolute desperation. I should have felt uncomfortable,
but all I felt was a possessive surge as I realized that everyone was about to
watch me claim Zero.
It took me all of three seconds to lose myself completely.
Right as I tipped over the edge, I moaned quiet enough that only Zero could
hear.
“Zero,” I breathed out, and I saw his mouth open in shock as his eyes widened.
With that, I exploded over his face. It was the most I’d ever cum in my life. I
filled his open mouth, and I covered his cheeks to his chin with my cum,
groaning and working myself through orgasm, stretching it out, and releasing
buckets on the boys face.
When I finally opened my eyes, still pulsing through the aftershocks, I looked
down to see Zero lick his lips, staring me in the eye, and swallow
purposefully. I stumbled backwards and fell onto bed.
Everyone was quiet and sated as they watched Zero lift his white shirt to wipe
off all the spunk from his face, then throw the shirt to the side. No one
really spoke as we all decided non-verbally not to arrange the beds back to
normal, all of us too exhausted from our orgasms. As I was laying down to
sleep, I looked up and met eyes with Zero, who did not seem embarrassed, but
rather intense as he searched my eyes.
I have no idea what he found in them, but I immediately fell into bed, and
closed my eyes, ready for a deep sleep. Hopefully filled with dreams of a
certain beautiful creature who’d let me claim him and who’d given me the most
intense orgasm of my life.
I decided I liked this ritual.
End Notes
     Hehehe, yeah. I kinda have a dom/sub kink. And reviews are greatly
     appreciated!!! <3
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