DON'T MESS WITH OUR CLUBHOUSE

BY KIDBARBER2

My friends and I were a bunch of 70s-style skinhead/mohawk punks who listened to the Sex Pistols and hung out in an abandoned warehouse on the edge of town. Though dilapidated, we made a couple rooms into a clubhouse of sorts and furnished it with discarded furniture. One day we went there and found that a bunch of little kids had wrecked the place. We knew who they were but instead of going after them, we waited until the next day knowing they'd come back to the scene of their crime.

There are five of us altogether -- three guys and two girls who give us sex whenever we want it. We "initiated" the girls by gangbanging them and chopping off their long, lovely hair (much to their fathers' dismay, I'm sure). Though we don't talk about it much, the three of us guys have all sucked each other off, sometimes while giving each other mohawks or other punk-style haircuts.

Anyway, like clockwork the little scumbags who busted up our place come back the next day. We're all quiet and pretend that the place is empty, but when one of us gives the signal we all spring into action, easily subduing the interlopers and tying each of them to our grubby assortment of furniture. There are three of them (2 boys and 1 girl) and they all look about ten years old. The guys in my group immediately notice the long "hockey hair" on the boys, and we can practically SEE each others' cocks getting hard as we all begin to think the same thing. Meanwhile, our two gangbang bitches are sizing up their little female captive, a real tomboy dressed in a T-shirt and baseball cap.

My buddy Piss (we call him that cuz his name is Piscatelli) lays claim to the prettiest of the boys. He goes over and sits face-to-face in the kid's lap, straddling the chair with his legs and burying his face into the little cutie's mass of thick, blond hair. Piss nods toward me as he gets off the kid's lap, but I already know what he wants. Within moments I'm standing behind the chair with clippers in hand, watching Piss pull down his pants. I flick the clippers to life just as Piss rips the electrical tape off the kid's moist young lips and stuffs his cock in the kid's mouth. I clamp a hand atop blondie's head, tilting it back just enough to tuck the clippers beneath his long, bushy bangs. The kid's eyes look like they're about to pop out of his head, but I'm not sure if it's cuz of the big cock in his mouth or because of the thick curtain of shorn hair sliding down his face.

Piss is so turned on by the sight of me shaving the kid's head that I barely have time to make a second pass with the clippers before he pulls the kid's face hard against his groin. Blondie's little head begins to shake so violently from each thrust of Piss' cock that I don't dare shear around his ears, so instead I run the clippers up the back of his head a few times, my own cock throbbing painfully as the dusty cement floor at my feet quickly fills with long, lusciously thick hair.

As I wait for Piss to finish blowing his load in the kid's mouth, I glance around the room at my friends. The girls have removed the baseball cap from their little female captive, finding tucked beneath it an enormous mane of chestnut hair that, once undone, reaches to the middle of the girl's back. I can hear them tormenting her, pointing in my direction and telling the girl what they're gonna do to her when it comes their turn to get the clippers. To my right I see my friend Mike straddling the other boy prisoner the same way Piss had done. Mike's got his tongue deep in the kid's throat, and his hands are working to pull down the kid's jeans and underpants. I watch as Mike finally gets him bare-assed. He fingers the kid's little cock until it comes to life, then sticks his head between the kid's legs and starts sucking him off.

I turn my attention back to Piss just as he's sending a final burst of hot cum down blondie's throat. Sweating heavily, he wipes his cock all over the boy's face before finally getting off him. Just when blondie thinks the ordeal is over, I flick the clippers back to life and go to work taking off the rest of his hair. Pushing his head from side to side I propel the clippers diagonally up the sides of his head from back to front, smiling as thick soft clumps of hair fall atop his shoulders and hundreds of tiny snippets plaster themselves to his cum-stained face. By the time I'm done shearing his head the boy's a complete mess. I laugh as I watch him wipe his tongue hard against his two front teeth in a futile effort to get the taste of cum off it, all the while trying mightily not to stare down at the big piles of blond hair now littering the floor around the base of the chair.

"Come over here next!" I hear the girls say excitedly, still tormenting their little tomboy captive. I notice for the first time that they've removed the girl's jeans and panties, and I pause a moment to watch excitedly as one of them gently fingers the little tomboy's twat while the other runs her face and fingers lasciviously through the girl's hair.

"Hold on, let me save her for last" I respond absentmindedly, my attention once again drawn to where Mike is sucking off the other little kid. So repulsed is the boy by what Mike is doing to him that he's practically slid all the way up the back of the chair, his body arched backward at such an extreme angle that his long, gorgeous dark hair shimmers and sways freely beneath his head.

My cock strains so panifully at the thought of what I'm about to do that I finally have to unbutton my jeans as I walk over behind the boy. Gazing down upon his teary, frightened eyes, a look of horror overspreads his face the moment I turn on the clippers. The look is still there a few seconds later after the clippers have worked their way through his bangs, accumulating before them a growing pile of wonderfully thick, shiny hair. So darkly rich and beautiful is the hair that I decide at the last moment not to waste it by letting it drop to the floor, so with my free hand I open wide the waistband of my jockey shorts and let it all tumble in. The velvety soft feel of the hair burying my cock and balls is more than I can stand. I close my eyes in ecstasy as I wrap a hand around my cock, furiously jerking off until a drop of sweat falls from my chin down atop the little boy's face. When it's all done the front of my shorts are so soaked with cum that I have to reach down and wipe my hand on my jeans. As Piss walks over to get in on the action, I flick the clippers back on and begin methodically shearing away all the kid's gorgeous dark hair, letting each batch fall into either my or Piss's shorts, or else just holding it to my face and breathing in its freshly shampooed scent.

"You missed the best part!" jokes Piss when Mike finally lifts his head from between the kid's legs. To show what he means, Piss smooshes a handful of long shorn locks into Mike's face and laughs. Mike smiles as he holds the freshly cut hair to his face and gazes at the pale, stubbly little head of the boy he spent the last 10 minutes sucking off.

"Come on you guys, time to make this little bitch bald!" says one of the girls, impatiently. Mike, Piss and I converge upon the little tomboy and immediately start untying her from the chair.

"What are you doing?" say the girls in unison.

"Don't worry, you'll see" I reply as the three of us guys make the tomboy get down on all fours, her little virgin ass wiggling nervously for all to see. "One of you girls might want to get under her," I add, watching as Angie quickly lays down and maneuvers herself beneath the tomboy until the girl's knees are between Angie's outstretched legs, her long mane of chestnut hair softly caressing Angie's upturned face. I then hand the clippers to Kathy, who goes by the nickname PussyKat.

Without a moment's pause PussyKat pulls off her panties and sits cross-legged near the tomboy's head. I watch her gather up the tomboy's long hair, yanking it upward as I stuff my already cum-moistened cock into the little girl's ass. Her body shudders at the invasion, my cock growing bigger and bigger inside her as I watch PussyKat rake the clippers up the back of the girl's head. I don't know if it's the thickness of the tomboy's hair or whether the clippers had gotten a bit clogged from the earlier haircuts, but PussyKat really has to muscle them through the girl's mane, the knuckles of her free hand showing white as she holds tightly onto the thick ponytail of half-shorn hair. I spasm like a rag doll as I blow my wad into the little cutie's ass, then step aside to give Mike a turn. As much as I hate to admit it, Mike is the best endowed of all of us, and I watch him grasp the little girl's ass firmly in his hands I can practically hear his cock tearing her rectum. Sweat and tears drip from the little girl's face onto PussyKat's crotch as she finishes cropping the ponytail, lovingly handing it to Angie who separates it in two -- half of it to finger herself with and the other half to drape over her face so she can breathe in its wonderful, little girl scent.

The rape and shave of the tomboy went on for another few minutes. Following her screams of pain from having Mike's huge cock in her ass, Piss' mounting of her was almost anticlimactic. Not so for the headshave, however, as even after shearing her way through the first massive ponytail PussyKat found herself with plenty of luscious hair still to cut. The clippers droned on endlessly as PussyKat's lap filled with hair. Meanwhile, still lying beneath, Angie had begun fingering the little girl's pussy while sucking her budding little breasts.

In the end, we cleaned up as best we could. We made sure our little victims watched as we swept all their shorn hair into a big pile before throwing it all in the trash. With a dirty old towel we did our best to wipe the sweat and cum off them before allowing them to put their clothes back on, though I doubt any of their parents would think they smelled like roses. Before releasing them we made known the dire consequences that would await them if they ever spoke about what happened here, but as I looked into their eyes and saw deep pools of shame and disgust, I somehow knew it wouldn't be a problem.