“Quit that, Jack,” Arnie hissed as he and Arlene both shoved at Jack.

Jack backhanded the smaller boy hard and returned to his milking. “If you touch me again, I’ll go tell her parents what you two have been doing. And, I’ll beat the shit out of both of you every time I see you. You won’t get a chance to suck on her tits after I tell her folks, or see her either, for that matter,” Jack warned, “not to mention getting both of your asses kicked on a regular basis.”

Arnie didn’t know what to do. Jack’s fist had hit him in the mouth; he could taste blood...