The Boys' Revenge 1
by Naive with Mozzy24's permission
(based on The I Hate Boys Club with Mozzy24's permission)
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Copyright -2001 by SJTJ (aka Naive)
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This story is intended for mature audiences. You must be 18 or
older to read this story. This story contains sex, violence,
and other adult material. If this type of subject matter
offends please DO NOT read further. Thank you.
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Sept. 10,
Dear Uncle Bill,

Well it's been just over a year since our humiliation began.
It's been awful, but I'm sure that you know what it's like.
Stevie's getting worse all the time; he's stopped talking all
together and only follows orders. Traci has become a tyrant -
she doesn't even seem to care what she's doing to us. We've
become her slaves, but Uncle Eddie promised it was all about
to change. I've even stopped talking to anyone, but Stevie and
the guys.

Traci was quite devious. She found out that Dad and Mom planed
on calling Grandma back to deal with her and her power trip.
But, she had plans of her own. It was early the next day when
her and Charly tricked Dad and Mom into admitting what they
had done to me and Stevie. Also, she got them to talk about
the first time that they had forced us to fuck each other up
the ass. It still gives me nightmares when I think of those
first few days. I'm sure the rest will haunt me forever. Traci
was smart though and got them to admit that the whole idea
came from Grandma, and that she had done the same to her boys.

Me and Stevie sat on the stairs peeking around the corner
listening to the whole thing. 

"Mom, Dad, you know I think it's time to let Scott and Stevie
go." Smiling her saccharine sweet smile. "I think they've
learned their lesson."

"I'm very proud of you dear. I'm glad that you think that."
Mom hugged her tight. "We'll let them know right after dinner
tonight. I'm sure they'll be very happy." Dad just nodded
thoughtfully.

I was jealous of the affection they showed to Traci. After a
few weeks into our training it was like Mom and Dad stopped
loving us. It's hard to think about.

Traci turned toward the stairs coming our way, so we bolted to
our rooms. Traci walked in my room, closing the door behind
her. I could see that little fire in her eyes and that quirky
little smile. She walked up to me and placed her hand on my
cheek and started stroking my cock with the other.

"I want you to keep this hard for me tonight I'll even let you
and Stevie keep yourselves hard. No need to touch each other
till I tell you to." It was hard to think, as she stroked me
hard. My pre-cum dripping down my shaft as she tugged and
stroked it. "No matter what anyone says or does I want you to
only follow my orders: understand?" I could only nod as I felt
myself about to cum. "Scottie, I want you to know that I'm
doing all this for your own good." With that she stopped and
slapped my balls hard. I gasped in pain, but I knew better
then to actually fall down or curl up. She would really punish
me then. With a little kiss on the forehead she walked out
yelling, "Tell Stevie for me."

The night seemed to drag. All the girls were there, of the
boys only Stevie and I were allowed to be there; The rest were
given the night off. I wish I wasn't there to see and hear
what happened.

"Scott, Stevie, come in here please." Mom yelled. We finished
up with the dishes and rushed into the other room. We thought
that we knew what was about to happen, but we were so wrong.

"Your mother and I along with Traci and the girls have decided
that your punishment is done." Dad smiled and placed our
clothes on the table. We both looked over to Traci and she
gave a little shake of her head, so we stayed in position.
"What's wrong boys? Aren't you happy?"

"I'm sure they would be if it was true." Traci smiled at Dad
who seemed a little in shocked.

"What do you mean Traci?" Mom asked recovering first.

"Play the tape Charly." Traci's eyes sparkled as the tape came
on. It was clear and the sound was good. Every word they said
was on that tape. "As you can see we have you on tape, and I'm
sure that if the DA or some judge got this you and Grandma
would be sent to jail. Don't you think?"

Dad leapt from the chair and grabbed the tape from the VCR and
stomped on it. The pieces shattered all over the carpet.

"Now you have nothing!" Dad fumed. "I can't beli..."

"We have copies." Traci cut him off mid rant. All the color
seemed to drain from both of them. "But your right their
punishment is done; now they're going to be trained as
slaves." That's when I puked all over the floor. I thought
that it was all over, but it was just about to get worse. The
beating I got that night left me bruised and battered as all
the girls took turns punching and kicking me in the basement
forcing our parents to watch in horror. After about 30 minutes
I lost consciousness.

The next day I was left alone to recover in my room. But, what
I remember most about that night was Stevie standing there
watching in terror. He knew that someday that would be him. It
was the last time he spoke to anyone but me. He got his first
real beating the next day, for not answering Traci; after
three days of pain and suffering he still refused to talk, so
Traci gave up. To me, it was our first victory.

It didn't take long for Traci, Charly, Sharon, and Debbie to
get blackmail stuff on all the people that had used us; The
school board. Our neighbors. The principle and her staff. All
the teachers. It seemed like they'd never stop. Our lives grew
worse. Most of the boys were thinking of running away, but
somehow they got wind of it. It was from that point on that we
were locked down in the basement at night.

Uncle Eddie arrived in town a few days ago. He caught up with
us late one night after Traci had locked all of us in the
basement. It was good to see him. It had been a long time. He
never stuck around long when he came to visit. I can
understand why. He told me that you and he avoided seeing
Grandma altogether, telling her you were busy except for every
two years when you came to check on us kids.

"Psst, Scott over here." I ran to the little window and there
was Uncle Eddie with a little frown on his face. He could see
all the bruises and sores that me and the rest had covering
us. "Your not looking so good there sport. I hope your ready
for some freedom." I could feel the tears rolling down my
face. I couldn't believe we'd ever be free. "Be strong Scott.
You have to be strong for me." He stuck his hand through the
bars and gripped mine tightly. He went on to tell us his plan.
It was time for some pay-back - on all of them.

I started sending letters to Uncle Eddie through a friend of
mine in gym class. He was a good friend and I was sure that
when it came time for giving back he was going to be one of
the first to taste the spoils. 

Jeremy was a good guy and hatted seeing anyone take advantage
of another. He didn't like what we use to do, but he like what
was happening to us even less. And, was willing to say so. The
girls had no luck with his parents; they even told the girls
that they didn't think it was right the way they were treating
us. They even threatened to go to the police. But Traci wasn't
worried, she had a hold over the DA: he was a cross dresser.
He'd go over to Mrs. Sweeney's house and play dress up. That's
how she was blackmailing him and the principle.

I wrote Uncle Eddie telling him everything from the beginning.
He wasn't surprised that your mother had done this again. He
wrote back that it was the final straw. He told Grandma to
come back so he could help fix the situation: she agreed and
would be there when Uncle Eddie took charge. But I knew
something she didn't. It was going to be a big surprise for
her, Aunt Cookie, Mom, and Dad. It was time for you two to get
justice too. I know that you wish you could be here to see
this, so I'll keep writing these letters so you'll know it
all.

Thanks for the support Uncle Bill.

Love,
Scott.


Sept. 12,
Dear Uncle Bill

My God!! You'd never believe what happened yesterday. I feel
so much better today. Like, like I'm free of some heavy
weight. Uncle Eddie's plan worked great. It went like clock
work. Grandma was even there to help. Her surprise, along with
Mom, Dad, and Aunt Cookies' will be a ways off. But, I'm sure
that you'll be here for that.

The day started as usual, we were all lined up on the stairs
waiting to go to breakfast. Traci opened the door and smiled
her evil little smile.

"How are my good little slaves doing this morning?" She asked
rhetorically. "Down on your knees and crawl to your bowls."

We of course followed her orders knowing that the beatings
would be worse if we didn't follow quickly. We all crawled
into the kitchen getting our asses whipped with every step.
Mom and Dad sat having coffee, as we entered: they quickly
took their leave.

We were feed some gunk that Sharon had found at the store that
she thought was just disgusting enough to let us eat. We
scarfed it down quickly,  because it was the last we'd get to
eat until supper, and the last for the day if we didn't eat it
all.

Traci forced us to the door, put our collars on us, and
attached the chains. Then we were lead to school like dogs. It
was the same every day. Some people thought that it was still
cute, but even six naked boys wandering around school was
getting old. Most of the kids at school had even stopped
teasing us - once we started going to school naked covered in
bruises, scabs, and afraid to speak without permission. We had
to see the nurse regularly to make sure that we didn't get
infected or sick.

As we reached the front of the building Traci got a surprise.

"Hello Traci." Uncle Eddie said in a calm soothing voice. When
she and the other girls turned it was our cue to act. One or
two of us grabbed each of the girls. They started screaming
and making all kinds of noise as we dragged them into the van.

They were all struggling to get free, but Traci was the worst.
Me and Butch were having trouble holding onto her. We were
still a little week from all the chores we had to do, and the
lack of food and sleep. Our lives were worse than the guys in
the prison movies.

Suddenly, as the van lurch forward Uncle Eddie snatched Traci
from us and whipped her over his knee. Grandma just kept
driving as Traci yelled at him to let them go or else. That
was it for Uncle Eddie he yanked up her little dress and
flicked out a knife right there in front of her face. She wore
such a look of terror that I almost leapt forward when I saw
it: she's still my sister, even though I hate her. Uncle Eddie
caught my eye and gave his head a little shake. I froze. His
eyes were so intense. They reminded me, a little, of Traci's
when she's in control. With two swift slices he cut her pink
panties right off her. A quick twist of his thumb and the
blade was gone. He tossed it on the dash, as he looked down at
Traci trembling across his lap. His hand moved in slow circles
over her rear. All the other girls were mesmerized - we didn't
even need to hold them. They were rapt by the scene before
them.

"My little Traci," Uncle Eddie said with a sigh. "I'm so
disappointed in you."

"But, Uncle Eddie I was just doing what Grandma told me to."
Traci whimpered. 

Grandma turned with a vicious look in her eyes, but her eyes
were met by Eddie's strait on. Her words died in her mouth. I
could tell that something happened between them, but I'm not
sure what. It was the first time I ever saw Grandma back down.
She was a tough old broad, but I was not any happier with her
then I was with these girls, or my parents. I know that I
shouldn't hate any of them, but at the moment I do.

"I know that your Grandma had something to do with all this
and you know why. But, this has to do with your actions at the
moment." Uncle Eddie swatted her on the ass. A large hand
print glowed on her rear. Traci squeaked out in pain, and
started struggling to get away. Eddie just whaled away at her.
His hand flying up and down, leaving hand prints where ever it
fell. "Traci .. WHAK! .. from now on .. WHACK! .. you will ..
WHACK! .. tell me .. WHACK! .. the truth! WHACK." I could hear
Traci sobbing as he peppered her ass. "Do .. WHACK! .. you ..
WHACK! .. understand?" All I could see was that he'd stopped.
Traci was sobbing away. After he reached down and picked up
her shredded panties the van was silent till it stopped.

We pulled up right out side the house. We slowly led all the
girls into the house. Traci looked a lot more subdued, but I
could tell she still had that fire in her eyes.

We walked into the house and everyone was there. All the
mothers and fathers that had put us into this trap.

Traci yanked free of us and pulled her panties from her mouth.
I didn't even know Uncle Eddie put them there.

"Throw him out!" Traci stormed at the people in the room. "I
want him gone!" Traci's finger shook with anger her face beat
red pointing at Uncle Eddie. When no one moved she really
started to roar. Threatening to turn them all into the police
if they didn't do as she said. I thought it was all going to
start over when Dad got up and walked right over to Uncle
Eddie. I was sure if they started fighting the others would
fall in behind Dad - afraid of what Traci might do.

It was like a Mexican standoff they just stood there eye to
eye. Then Dad gave a little nod and handed something to him.
What I wasn't sure since Eddie blocked the view. Traci was
smiling until that point. She thought she still had everything
under control. She didn't know how wrong she was. As Uncle
Eddie turned, I could see a thick leather taws in his hands:
that's what Dad had given him. It was like all of them giving
permission for what was about to happen.

Traci sensed it too, and started to take off. But, me and
Butch were right there waiting for her. She tried real hard to
kick me and Butch in the balls, but I caught her leg. It was
something me and the others had been practicing. Then, I
twisted her down to the ground. Uncle Eddie grabbed her up
with one hand and dragged her over to Dad, and told him to
hold her.

Out of nowhere the parents of the other girls came in. They
all had sad disgusted looks on their faces. They seemed
ashamed of their own children and maybe a little ashamed of
themselves. Eddie instructed each father to hold his daughter.

That just left us boys standing there naked, all of us still
a little red faced. Uncle Eddie walked over to the table we
couldn't see before, and on it was all our clothes. It was
like the holy grail was offered to us. We were all to afraid
to move; thinking they were like a mirage and they'd just
disappear if we tried to touch them.

"I think that these belong to you." Uncle Eddie said with a
smile. I was the first to move. Claiming my clothes, that so
long ago I had been denied. I couldn't help but cry a little
as I took them and put them on. First, Butch and then the rest
quickly followed suit. Once again, after a long and trying
year, we were back to normal kids; clothed and all. "Scott,
why don't you take the boys outside for a bit? Take a walk
around town or something." I just nodded. I was a little
disappointed that we wouldn't get to stay for the girls
punishment. But, I was happy to be free and out of there.
Their were just too many people in that room that I didn't
want to be anywhere near.

So we left to walk around. We went to the park. Stopped by
school. We were like Gods that day. People just looked at us
with a little bit of shock, but no one did or said anything to
us. We were dressed and most didn't know what to make of it.
Had the girls gotten tired of us, was it just another stage of
rebellion on our part, or had we finally been set free?

After a few hours we wandered back. It was odd. The whole
backyard was full of people. A dark pawl seemed to hover over
all the people there. Faces turned to watch us we walk up.
Suddenly, at the gate Traci was there. Blushing from head to
toe. And I mean I could see from head to toe. I had to stop in
shock. I could see her checks were all spotted red from tears
and an angry red color cloaked her eyes. She curtsied and
asked us to follow her. As she turned I could see dark purple
stripes covering her ass and upper thighs. I don't know why
but I was angry. No one had the right to do that to my sister.
It was like something inside snapped and took over. Yes, she
had hurt me and humiliated me, but she was still my little
sister. I wanted revenge, but I could see what that was like.
She quickly lead us to a table where my parents and Uncle
Eddie sat.

"Don't you ever hurt my sister like that again!" I burst out
in anger at Eddie. I was shocked at what I had just done; I
was yelling at my savior, the only one I could trust in the
whole world. I guess he could see the shock on my face. I
couldn't believe what I'd just done. He just smiled and put a
hand on my shoulder.

"I'm glad you don't like it." Eddie's smile shifted to my
parents. "I told you he'd be upset." My mother and father just
nodded thoughtfully. "Don't worry kid-o. I won't do that ever
again."

I nodded and noticed Traci hiding behind me a little. To think
that she would hide behind me. It was a little ironic. But, I
guess she could tell I wouldn't let anything really bad happen
to her. I just wish they could have seen it before this whole
thing started.

"You and the boys have a hard decision to make. I've forced
your parents into agreeing to giving me custody of you all,
including all the girls." Eddie's face took a very serious
look. "Your going to have to decide who you trust."

"That's not fair!" My mother blurted. I could see small tears
in her eyes.

"Quiet!" Fire ragged in Eddie's eye's. He let himself calm a
second then spoke. "I'll do this my way - understand?" My
mother gave a little nod and then buried her face in my
father's shoulder.

"Now, as I was saying your going to have to decide who you
trust; me or them." Eddie waved to all our parents who sat
quietly, shamefaced. "You boys can come with me and I'll help
you. Or, you can stay here and let things fall as they might.
The girls are already under my custody. But, you boys get to
decide."

"What does that mean?" Butch spoke a little reticent to speak
with out permission as we all were, but curious none the less.
Though, pain was a good incentive to keep your mouth shut.

"I'm glad that you asked Butch." Eddie smiled, "I was afraid
they'd broken you all enough that you'd do whatever I told
you. This may not be as hard as I thought." He said mumbling
more to himself then anyone. I'm sure that only I heard him,
since I was standing so close. "I want to take legal custody
of you all, like I have the girls. When my little retraining
is done and your parents are ready, I'll tare up the papers
and their custody's restored. Don't worry about your parents
though, they'll do what I tell them." Eddie got an evil look
in his eyes and looked from one parent to the next. "Won't
you?" Slowly they all nodded. "You see your sister finally
gave me the location of all her blackmail material. So, I'm
now the one with the power. And soon you will be too." That
made me and the rest kind of blanch in shock. Would he really
give all those things to us? I wasn't sure, but he looked
quite sincere.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea." I said surprised to hear
the words come from my mouth. I wanted revenge, but I didn't
want to be my sister. Butch gave me a little elbow in the
side. Leaned over he said he wanted them, he wanted revenge.
I whispered back with just one question, that made him stiffen
at the very thought: was he going to be another Traci?

"I agree with Scott. I don't think we want them." Butch said
a little tightly. I could see the war going on in his head,
but I knew for sure he never wanted to be like Traci.

"Good." Was all Eddie said. "I'll give you the night to think
on it. Tomorrow your sister, her friends, and I will be
leaving. You have 'til the morning to decide."

"Going? Going where?" Jonathan couldn't help but ask. The rest
had been so silent I almost forgot they were there.

"To a private school I know. It's going to be good for them,
and for you too. If you decide to go with me."

I was a little surprised that Mom and Dad would let him take
Traci, but I guess he did have all the power. It was
definitely going to change things.

"I'll go with you Uncle Eddie." I said. I was sure it was the
right thing to do. The rest of the boys just nodded. Mom
turned to Dad and started sobbing on his chest. It almost
looked like Dad was about to cry too. I'd never seen him cry.
I could also hear some of the other mothers crying behind us.
I guess they knew we'd rather go with Eddie than be anywhere
near them.

"Good, now that's enough of that. We have things to do. And,
You all have a little taste of justice coming to you. But,
remember it's justice and just for tonight: if you go
overboard and I think what your doing is going too far -
you'll be punished." Eddie smiled a little. He could see a bit
of relief float into Traci's and Charley's eyes. "But, with
what they've done to you, not much is too far." Their relief
was crushed down by the terror of his words. "First though I
want you to get your book so everyone can read it." He said to
me.

"My book?" I asked a little wary of what he was asking.

"Yes. You know the one. I want them all to read it. I want
them all to know what was going on, how it felt, and how you
dealt with it."

"But ..." my words died in my throat as I looked at him. He
would not take no. Quickly I ran to the basement and collected
my diary. Though I liked calling it my book instead. Girls
have diaries - men wrote books.

It had everything in it, and I mean everything. Funny thing
was it use to be my sisters diary a long lime ago. But, I took
it and hid it behind a loose brick in the basement. I'd
forgotten about it until we started spending so much time down
there. It was hard to sleep at night so, I'd stay up and
write. Guess Traci never cared why I was still tired in the
mornings. I didn't want everyone reading it though, it was so
personal. Like being raped all over. Again, I had no choice.
As I walked to Eddie with my book in hand, everyone watched.
My fingers were white and pained from my grip. Uncle Eddie
almost had to pry it lose from my fingers.

"It's going to be okay sport." Uncle Eddie wrapped an arm
around me and held me tight. I felt safe there. He handed the
diary to Traci and told her to go to the front and start
reading it aloud. All I could do was bury my face in Eddie
shirt, as she started to read my life for the past year. Tears
started to pour from my eyes unbidden.

Traci just stood there and looked down at the book in her
hands. She had little tears in her eyes as she opened it,
feeling every eye on her naked little body. As she read I felt
detached not really in myself, but somewhere else. I could see
her crying and trembling a little as she went page by page.
But, I felt nothing. Tears were streaming from me, but I
wasn't there. The silence was deafening as Traci read. Only
her sobbing voice disturbed the cool air, as the night
descended upon us. After a few pages Traci was sobbing so bad
she couldn't read anymore. I need to go to bed, so I'll finish
the rest of the night in my next letter. Be seeing you soon.

Love,
Scott

Copyright -2001 by SJTJ (aka Naive)