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RE Refuge Within RaveOokami Axel was beyond his uncle, not just a filthy monster trying to get himself to cum on a little boy, no. He was training Sasha for his destiny, molding and mending his brother to become what he'd always been destined to be. In a way, Axel was more devious than his uncle, cruel in a much different fashion. He gained the most pleasure by forcing others to do what they refuse to do, willingly. While his uncle may have tried to outright rape him, that is not how Axel did things, no. He would convert him, fuck him hard enough, rough enough, cruel enough that he would accept the darkness and follow willingly. That was the inevitable. Axel loved his bother, truly...but much differently than Sasha knew. There was no turning back, the initiation had already begun the moment Sasha came all over Axel. That told Axel everything he needed to know, that he was not simply raping...but molding. Sasha didn't know it yet, but he would soon beg for it, ask for it, and Axel would become his master. A snap to reality and Axel found himself biting down roughly on his lips to prevent himself from groaning out in pure pleasure. The feeling of Sasha's virgin ass clenching down on his cock, sliding down further and further until all eight inches were shoved in his little brother was unbearable. It was miraculous, that his brother being so small could take such a python inside him so easily. Realistically it was an impossible task, to shove such a hard and thick cock into something so small, but Sasha made it possible. It reaffirmed Axel of the fact that Sasha was made to be fucked, the little cock was just a bonus. Then the words flew out of Sasha's mouth, and they ticked Axel off in a way that would not have been expected by Sasha. He leaned forward and grabbed Sasha by the back of his hair, taking a fistful and yanking his head back. Axel leaned down and pressed a bite against Sasha's neck, marking him lightly. Then he looked up and met with Sasha's eyes, a devious look on his face. You do not believe that. You want this Sasha, you always have. You came didn't you? All over your big brother's abdomen. And now, you insult and look at me like that, when I took care of you and made you feel so good...but I'll forgive you. Just this once, Sasha...because you're about to make big brother feel just as good as you do right now. With that, his other hand gripped Sasha's wait tightly and his hips bucked down, only to shove back upwards and ram his cock into his little brother's asshole. The act was continuous, finally he was fucking his little brother. His cock slid up and down into the tight hole, splashing more water all over them and the ground as his cock pulsed and twitched in pleasure. It filled every corner and crevice of Sasha's ass, his little cheeks reddened as his cock grinded back and forth, slamming itself deep into Sasha and back out again. Just then, as he fucked his brother so, the hand on Sasha's hair receded and reached for Sasha's little cock, giving it a flick before grabbing the shaft and starting to stroke it back and forth.
Thread: A Bully's Power (Ookami & MiniMuseMedley)

It took a special kind of person to want to go into teaching, and a truly insane one to want to teach high school students. Nicholas Devold was one of those mad fools, but at least he could admit it. It wasnt that he hated his job. Not at all! He loved his students, or most of them at least, and took great pride in knowing that he had a special opportunity to shape the young minds that entered his class room, and hopefully help them head down the right path in life. Yet there were days when took a step back and realized that he was trying to teach a room of hormone crazed youths about literature, when most of them knew more text slang than grammar and could count the number of books theyd read in the last few years on one hand. He faced these challenges with endearing determination, or at least thats what many of the older teachers called it. He covered his classroom walls with movie posters, though of course only movies based after books. Hed take lines and quotes from popular books and write one on the board a day. Anyone who could identify where the quote was from got a homework pass, and if they could explain the situation surrounding it theyd be allowed to use the class as a study hall. This year- his second year of teaching- hed search trailers though the summer and- lined the time up correctly so that he could assign a book in the beginning of the year and once they were finished reading hed set up a fieldtrip to go see it in theaters. All in all, he tried to make class as enjoyable as possible, because he knew if he didnt hed quickly see the glazed look come to his students eyes as they tuned him out. Today sadly wasnt one of his more interesting classes, but he tried to keep interest up as much as he possibly could. Today well be reading a piece from the master or horror himself, Poe. The Fall Of House Usher is a very interesting piece and- Jonathan, lift your head off the desk. Honestly, you have a neck for a reason- I think youll all really enjoy it, because, lets be honest here. Youre generation is greatly disturbed and loves every minute of it. He explained, earning a few laughs from the class. Now in this story the narrator goes to visit his childhood friend. This friend- Samantha put your phone away. But Im not- Of course you are. People dont just look down at their lap and grin like a fool. Now, like I was saying, his friend is a member of the Usher family. Theyre a very rich family, though theyre known for awful luck. Typically only one member survives from generation to generation and The dark haired male went on, explaining a bit more of the background before starting the class in its reading. Once the students were off popcorn reading he moved over to his desk to quickly finish his attendance sheet, dark eyes scanning to room to match faces with names. It was only as his eyes passed a specific name, that his smile faded.
Thread: A Bully's Power (Ookami & MiniMuseMedley)

Christopher yawned loudly as he trudged down the deserted hallways, English Lit perhaps the most boring subject in existence, even the dull senseless numbers maths threw at him sometimes managed to be more interesting. I mean seriously, what was there to gain by reading books and recognizing hidden messages? Chris had never been one to follow what people would often consider mainstream, music, movies, fashion, it didnt matter, theyd all go out of fashion just as quickly as theyd come, and in the end, no word described the crazes better than a complete waste of time. Literature was just an attempt to revive a dead book or two from its grave and over analyze it before tossing it back into some dark dusty corner of the library. That said, in Chriss mind all school subjects were useless and boring. There wasnt anything particular about Literature that was notably bad though. It was that retarded teacher, Mr Devold, or as Chris liked to call him Nicky that irritated him. Boring crap was boring no matter how hard someone tried, and Nicholass attempts to liven up things didnt only seem futile, but also bothersome. Chris wasnt hateful enough to say that everyone in that class was forcing themselves, but he knew that once in awhile the class would laugh just to play along with the teacher. It was sort of a phase of skill acquirement that theyd need in the real world when some boring ass manager, or dumb incompetent supervisor would try to seem friendly and fail abysmally. Things had gone downhill between the blond and his dark haired teacher ever since their first year together. Chris had simply been making an example of a kid who hed coincidentally noticed having gay porn on his phone, when the narrow-minded man had decided to waltz over and complain about equal rights and respecting each other. What made it worse was that the kid had gotten off scot free while Chris had to get lectured for his teachers incompetence.. well, maybe yanking the kids pants down and making everyone laugh at the little lump in the kids boxers was a bit much. Nah. Noticing that class would be over in a few more minutes Chris contemplated what he should do. On one hand he could just skip classes completely, but thered be satisfaction walking in late and trashing the last few minutes of Nicholass class. The idea of open flaunting the importance of the mans class too sounded appealing, so with his mind made up he made his way to class empty handed. Taking in a deep breath, he smirked confidently at what he was planning before slamming the door open, immediately grabbing the entire classes attention before hollering out Hey Nicky, sorry Im late, was busy reading one of your boring books and I fell asleep, youll let me off wont you? he challenged, wondering if the man would take the bait. Nicholas had moved him to the front of the class for being a problem kid so Chris walked over and jumped on his seat, swinging on it dangerously while balancing himself with his feet which immediately filthified the table with dirt and soil. Something Chris obviously had no intentions of cleaning up before leaving.
Thread: A Bully's Power (Ookami & MiniMuseMedley)

Nicholas tried to do the proper teacher thing, and at least act like he liked all of his students, but there were certain cases where he just found it impossible. Blame it on inexperience, or the fact that his own high school years werent yet far from his mind. On the contrary they were still annoyingly fresh, and remembering some types of kids from then made even just pretending to like the same types of kids now impossible. It wasnt that he was unfair or mean to them. At least he didnt think he was. He was just a bit sharper with them, less likely to forgive or show grace. Was it unfair? Most certainly, but it was how it was. One of the people, who brought out this ugly side of him, was Christopher. No. That was an understatement. Chris was on his own level. Nick had a special loathing for bullies, and would never hesitate to write them a detention or send them to the office, but ever since Chris had humiliated a poor boy for being gay in his class, he had kept a very distasteful eye on him. Perhaps he should feel bad about this, but he didnt. The boy had never shown any attempt to change. He was arrogant, obnoxious, and just didnt seem to care about anything. He had rightly earned the distain, and continued to do so every day. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. He was sitting on the edge of his desk, going over the first few homework problems, when the door burst open. He could swear his heart skipped a beat as he gave a small start in surprise. Then Chris spoke, and Nicholas swore he was hearing nails on a chalk board. His pale face flushed ever so slightly as he felt the anger growing in him, and it took him a long moment to calm himself down enough to speak. Christopher! Were you raised in a barn? Get your shoes off of the table. He snapped. Honestly, of all the things he could be upset about right now, that probably wasnt the right one to address first. Yet it was the first thought that escaped his mind and left his mouth. And no I will not be letting you off the hook. Though, since you got some extra sleep I think I can make a deal with you. You can read the story we read in class today and answer all the questions in the book on it, as well as do your other homework, or I can contact your parents. He replied once his mind was a bit less clouded by his temper. The punishment wasnt a normal one for him, but he knew Chris probably wouldnt do the work without something hanging over his head, and detentions didnt mean much when you could simply ditch them. Besides, it wasnt like he had much time to think of a proper punishment. Class would be over any second.
Thread: A Bully's Power (Ookami & MiniMuseMedley)

Chris only grinned as the darkhaired man exploded in his seat, yelling at him from a few feet away about how he may have been born in a barn. That was a notable problem with the literature kind, they too frequently let their imaginations run wild. There was probably a barn somewhere on the outskirts of the city, but the only barns Chris had ever seen were on tv, and that was hardly a substitute. The comment was soon followed by the man complaining about his shoes. The attention Chris garnered only encouraging him to continue, he knocked the tips of his shoes together, cleaning his shoes, and leaving the table looking like a doormat on a wet and muddy day. Aww comeon Nicky, its not like letting me off will cost you anything. Think about it, if you let me off you wont have to put up with me for as long he chided, having fully expected something along these lines, there was no reason to get upset. And you seriously need to get out more, the cosmetic ladies and religious nutcases that come knocking on our door can offer better deals he snickered rudely, just as the siren bells went of indicating the end of class and the start of lunch time. A few of the students simply got up and started heading towards the door. Chris and Nicholass little arguments were nothing new, in fact theyd been going for a good half of the first year and throughout the entire year this year. Waiting on them to finish would just be a waste of time, and from experience Nicholas had probably learned that turning his attention to the class would mean Chris would slip out before any punishment could be administered. Noting how Nicholas wasnt going to fall for that trap today, Chris let out an exaggerated sigh, smiling and waving at a few of his friends before the class was emptied to being just the two of them. A tired look in his clear blue eyes as he glanced over at Nicholas with little interest. Sir, my parents never taught me how to read, youre being unreasonable he stated with a high pitched whiny voice, clearly indicating that he was being an idiot. My dog ate my homework and my parents are off in India, training those useless telecommunication monkeys he added figuring that the joke-like excuse and racist comment would further annoy his teacher, there was nothing quite as entertaining as seeing someone get angry and upset. It was just a pity that the two Indian girls in their class had already departed, he was pretty sure a few more comments like the one hed just made would have been enough to make the girl burst into tears.
Thread: A Bully's Power (Ookami & MiniMuseMedley)

Breath Nicholas. Just breath. Loosing your temper anymore and shouting will just let him win. Bullies thrive off of reaction they get, so you just have to make yourself calm down, even if you want to hit him upside the head with a rather large text book. These were the thoughts seemingly on replay in the dark haired mans head. Of course hed been warned about trouble cases in collage, and even seen a few examples during his student teaching, but nothing had prepared him from the young man seated before him. His instructors had said hed have students that gave him headaches, not students that made him want to wring their necks. Its not supposed to be a good deal. Its punishment. He replied, now in a much calmer voice, though his feelings didnt match it at all. As the bell rang he mentally cursed, realizing that hed never gotten around to telling the class about their newest paper. Oh well. There was no time for that now, because hed learned the hard way he couldnt take his eyes off of Chris. Trouble makers, such as him, were very often masters of escape once theyd done what theyd come to do. Looks like its time to learn then. With all the extra sleep you got you can even pull an all nighter if you have to. Even with his calm faade on, he couldnt help but snort at Chris words. Honestly the boy was ridicules. Then the words suddenly turned racist and he knew he needed to put a stop to it right away. Thats enough! I have no idea what your problem is, young man, but Ill be getting a hold of your parents before the school days up. Ive had enough of the disrespect you show for me, and your classmates! Now get out of my class! He snapped, voice rising a little higher than he had wanted. Not that he really cared at the moment. All he cared about was contacting someone who might actually be able to make the out of control youth listen.
Thread: A Bully's Power (Ookami & MiniMuseMedley)

Chris would have been lying if he said he wasnt disappointed in Nicholass reaction, but at the very least hed secured himself freedom. Teachers were simple beings, unless you got your hands on the really sadistic kind, all you had to do was apply enough pressure before they mentally caved and sent you off in hopes that someone else would deal with the problem. After all, they werent getting paid enough to deal with kids like Christopher. The funny thing was though that it was only Nicholass class that he acted this way, in his other classes he was still known for being a bit rough and disrespectful, but he was relatively punctual, did his assignments and overall was a student that was hitting the area between excellent and average. It was the bad blood between the two that caused Chris to act the way he did, and Chris was sure that his other teachers would raise an eyebrow in disbelief if Nicholas ever approached them in the staffroom and remarked on Chriss behavior. Getting out of his seat and kicking the table over, he smirked cockily at his teacher, giving him the middle finger before spinning around and skipping happily out of the classroom, knowing that Nicholas couldnt do a thing to change him. The man could complain to his father all he wanted. If he could get a hold of him. Chriss father was what one would call a workaholic, and in all honesty Chris would have to seriously think things over if asked if hed spent more time with Nicholas or his father in the last 17 years of his life. His mother well, shed gotten up and left five years ago, they still spoke to eachother once or twice a year, but she had her own family now, and wouldnt have the time to deal with Chris besides a few quick words over the phone. Turning around at the door, he glared coldly at Nicholas for a second, not hatefully, nor arrogantly. Just a dull emotionless stare that could easily send shivers up someones spine. My problem is you go to hell he mumbled slamming the door behind him. Before walking briskly down the hall. His comment might not have been uncommon from someone Chriss age. But the way hed spoken seemed to foreshadow something much darker and sinister than simple contempt.
Thread: A Bully's Power (Ookami & MiniMuseMedley)

A deep sigh escaped Nicholas lips as his classroom door was slammed shut. Taking a few steps back so he could lean against the wall, he ran a pale hand through his black locks of hair and closed his dark eyes. He just had to keep telling himself that Chris wouldnt be in school forever. Hed eventually graduate, and then hed never have to deal with him again. You just have to look on the bright side. If you dont loose your mind by the time he graduates any other trouble maker will seem like a breeze. He told himself with a small, stress induced laugh. And its not like you teach year round. You have breaks, weekends, and summers off. Though, I pity the children who cross his path when hes away from authority. What am I saying? It pity anyone. He muttered to himself. Moving over to the overturned table he set it right before moving behind his desk and getting some cleaner and paper towels to clean up. Hed begun bringing such supplies about midway through last year, for this very reason. He could always call the janitors he knew, but they took way to long when he called the office to contact them, and after such arguments he didnt have nearly enough drive to go search through the school for them. Hed even purchased a hand vacuum, which he used on the dirt that had collected on the floor when the table had to knocked over. Does he march in every mud puddle he can find, just so he can make a mess of my room? He quietly complained, because honestly, he didnt know what else he could do. With the mess now handled he glanced at the clock and was thankful for his plan period. Pausing for a moment to think of Chris parting words, Nick couldnt help but roll his eyes, even as a small sense of dread filled him. The words were sostereotypical for his age, and yet there was something very unnerving about his tone. Dont be ridicules. What more could he possible do without getting himself thrown out? Nick scolded himself as he moved over to the computer and pulled up Chris information. Of course he had tried to get a hold of the boys parents a few times in the past, but hed always failed. Today he refused to do so. After trying both house lines he looked for the boys fathers work number and gave it a call. He knew it typically wasnt a step teachers took if they could avoid it, but with Chris behavior, Nick felt he was completely justified. Finally managing to get a hold of the boys father he reminded himself to stay calm and professional as he explained the behavior. Even during the quick phone call he could tell the other man was at least a bit of a workaholic by his impatient tone, but he didnt let himself be rushed in his explanation. Then, when the phone call came to an end, he prepared for his next class with a feeling of satisfaction.
Thread: A Bully's Power (Ookami & MiniMuseMedley)

Scowling and cursing out aloud, Chriss mood had be soured a bit by the mention of his parents, but after bad mouthing Nicholas with his friends all lunch time, he was back to his usual cocky self by the time classes started up again. He seemed calm enough, but even as he solved a few complex mathematical equations, his mind was constantly thinking about Nicholas and how he could get back at the teacher, small little things like making a mess werent enough anymore, that man was a serious pain in the ass, and needed to learn his place. His job was to teach, not to rectify and shove his nose in Chriss business. And what Chris did with his free time was his business right? Even if the free time came at the expense of his Literature classes. Thinking it over thoroughly, he eventually decided hed pester the man some more tomorrow, poke a few unnecessary questions and insults to see what would get his English teacher really upset. Chris already knew that insulting his fellow classmates was one way to get the man fuming, but Chris wanted something more personal, something that would humiliate his teacher beyond words and quite possibly crush his career.. Yeah, as if hed be able to find anything like that. The man was picture perfect as a teacher. As fake as annoying as Nicholas was, many of Chriss peers actually liked the man, and no one in their wildest dreams would ever think of him being anything other than a rolemodel. English Lit was second period the next day, and for the first time in several weeks Chris was in his seat, his elbow on the table and palm against his chin. The look on his face clearly indicating that he was bored and wanted to go to sleep, it wasnt until Nicholas walked in the his eyes lit up. Immediately calling out to the man, not caring that class would start in a matter of seconds, Chris intended his interruption to last well into class time anyway. Hey Nicky, congrats on finally following through with your idle threat yesterday Chris shouted, loud enough for the class next door to hear. Actually got a text yesterday from dad, must be the first one Ive ever got, wanna see? he asked reaching into his pocket and waving it in the air. Got a call from school today during meeting, lost potential business partner, fuck your teacher. Such an inconsiderate jerk Nicky, didnt you ever learn that its not nice to cause others grief? Chris chuckled. Chris hadnt even be scolded for the call as his father probably realized a text message wouldnt be an ideal way to address the problem. Though with that in mind, it wasnt like they ever saw eachother anyway.