My old bully Kane sent me a text saying to show up at his place with money and to be prepared for the fagbashing of a lifetime. Why did i say yes? Why am i excited?Because i’m going to get my face punched in by a Real Man, one that knows how to treat a faggot.i have been bullied all my life, but i deserve it for being gay. Kane and i both know that it’s not okay to be a faggot.i got there early and was waiting outside his house when he pulled up in his truck.He opened the door and got out. His muscles were bulging through his shirt under a leather jacket, His strong ass and calves almost bursting out of his skin tight jeans. He had black hair, dark brown eyes, and light skin. He looked like a typical jock.”Hey, fagboy.” he said to me with a grin on his face.i tried to smile back, but i just couldn’t. i felt so small standing before him.”You ready to get your
ass kicked?””Yes, Sir.” i replied. His smile widened, but His eyes were cold, hard, and hateful. i couldn’t help but shiver under His gaze.”Good faggot, now strip and kneel.” He said, with hate in His voice. i quickly stripped off the rest of my clothing, and kneeled facing away from Him. He shoved me over so i fall into the driveway gave first.The first thing that entered my mind was fear, then a
second later shame came. Then humiliation- then self hatred-The self hatred feels familiar. And so right. i should hate myself, because faggots like me are disgusting, no faggot deserves to live and i am lucky to be taught that lesson again by such a Superior White Alpha Male like Kane. Then, i hear Him crack His knuckles.Sudden pain, as He steps on the back of my head, not caring about my nose breaking against the concrete. He laughs when He sees my blood spill down His driveway. “What do you say, fagboy?” He spits. “Thank you Sir” i gurgle through my bleeding nose.“I’m glad you’re learning your lesson, fagboy. But don’t think this is over, faggot. You’re gonna be begging for more. I’m gonna make sure that you regret ever coming out of the closet ad the disgusting faggot you are, loser.”With that, He walks into His house.i sit there for a few moments, crying and sobbing, feeling ashamed, humiliated, and broken.i feel like the lowest piece of shit on Earth. That’s the way it should be. i realise that i am keeping Kane waiting, soi start to crawl from the front yard to Kane’s front door, dizzy from the severe head injury.i am moving too slow, Kane is getting pissed off and impatient. He storms outside, kicks me hard in the face with His steel toe boots (i thank Him, of course), He grabs me by the hair and drags me into the house, burning my skin against the driveway and almost breaking my bones on the steps. i am hard as a rock, naked in Kane’s house while He is fully clothed. He throws me down the steps of His basement, and i land awkwardly on my left leg, breaking my knee and ankle, and He collects His baseball bat on His way down, making sure to check that the nails he put in the bat are nice and rusty.He smashes my head on the stairs once more, and now i cannot go anywhere. i can only wait for Him to finish what He started.And then, like any true faggot, i kneel at Kane’s feet, confessing all my faults, and thanking Him for teaching me the consequences of my degenerate faggot life.Then, He will punish me for being such a pathetic faggot like myself, and not a Real Man like Him. i don’t expect to survive long enough to ever leave this basement.But, just the thought of what Kane will do to me gives me a pleasurable sensation, makes me feel like i can redeem my life of faggotry by offering my life to be snuffed simply for His evening’s entertainment.”You ready to die, faggot?” He says, with absolute hatred pouring from His masculine voice.”Please don’t snuff me Sir” i beg, knowing there’s no
escape, but my erection gives me away.”You’re like a cock-starved dog who wants to get fucked right before he dies,” He laughs, “But too bad for you, faggot.” He gropes His bulge through His jeans, seductively, knowing He’s turning me on with His Straight, White Superiority, “This dick is for chicks, you’ll never even get to see it before you die, fagboy”He then starts kicking me with no mercy. i am crying and screaming for Him to stop, but He doesn’t care. Kane is areal sick fuck.He is enjoying every second of punishing me for being a faggot, and He knows i deserve it.i scream and cry and beg for Him to stop, but He doesn’t. He just keeps beating me with His steel toe boots, and i keep screaming and crying.i am a worthless piece of shit, and i deserve everything i get.i deserve to die like a faggot.i deserve to be beaten like a faggot.i deserve to pay the price of a lifelong faggotry just so that a Straight White Alpha Male Jock can feel superior over me.i deserve to be snuffed by Kane, because i am nothing but a piece of worthless shit.i deserve to be snuffed by Kane, because iam a faggot.In fact, not only will He not be punished for ending my sad fag life, thanks to the new Anti-fag legislations and new sodomy laws, He will actually be rewarded by the local police (which are now all White, thanks to new White Superiority laws) with a cash reward for a confirmed fag kill.”Thank you Sir”, i say, even through my horrible injuries. i know i have no chance of surviving, but i still want to thank Kane for giving me the privilege of dying as a fag. “You’re welcome faggot, now shut the fuck up, and enjoy your last moments of life.”He takes His baseball bat riddled with rusty nails and shoves it all the way up my fag hole with His powerful arms. The nails destroy my insides, it’s the most pain i have ever felt. Kane stomps the handle down so that the bat is inside me entirely, destroying most of my organs and i feel a nail perforate one of my lungs.Knowing there’s no way of surviving this, i scream in equal parts agony and pure pleasure as He uses both hands to tear open my anus like opening a bag of potato chips, and he grabs the handle of the bat. He keeps the bat inside me but fucks my entire torso with it, cutting up everything inside me, my innards falling out my ruined asshole all over His hands and the basement floor.He continues to fuck me with the bat until i am completely destroyed, He has torn up my insides, and i am bleeding profusely.He then pulls out the bat and holds it in front of my face. “you’re dead, faggot” He says as i see pieces of my mashed up organs dripping off the bat.My intestines lay scattered on the basement floor, my stomach ripped apart.There were small bits of skin and bone and shreds of
muscle stuck to It, and i could smell it too, it wasn’t
pleasant.“I’m sorry for being a faggot” i say, realizing that i should’ve been killed when Kane first met me.”You’re sorry for being a faggot?You were doing nothing wrong… except trying to live like other actual people, but faggots are not real human beings” Kane replies with a cold smile, He seems genuinely satisfied with what he’s done.“You’re not going to be missed, faggot. No one will mourn your death, in fact, I am going to hold a celebration with your family tomorrow. Your dad even told me He’s so proud of me. I bet He’s never said that to you, eh, faggot?” He laughs, spits in my face, and shakes pieces of my guts from the rusty nail bat onto my face.”No Sir” i say, my voice barely audible.He suddenly shoves the bat into my mouth, smashing what remains of my teeth out of my gums and rams it down my throat. Not only will i never speak again, my entire throat is destroyed, and i can’t breathe.i look imploringly into Kane’s eyes, but even if He wanted to, i am done for. He wants me dead, anyway. His laugh grows louder and colder as He sees my desperation.i don’t have much time left. i can feel myself dying…i am dying…my final thoughts are of how much i truly hate myself, and how the world is a better place with me gone.Kane is now standing above me, looking at me with a look of satisfaction on His face. “That’s right, faggot. you deserve this, because of your disgusting lifestyle.” He says, as He lifts up His beautiful booted feet, ready to stomp my skull and brains into oblivion.The last thing i hear is the words “fuck you faggot, die for a Straight Man!!” and the sound of His boot smashing my head, over and over again.
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