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Bully or Buddy.

By Wolfie Steel.

Part 1.

Author's note: This story is based on real life events. It will contain violence, bad language, gay sex, gay rape, and even death, so be warned!

The first day of school for any pup is a nervous one, especially if like me you are nothing more than a five foot tall German Shepherd, I can't even claim that I have the body of an athlete, it's more like the body of a couch potato, but even a couch potato would protest.

The name is Mike, Mike Milan, and I'm just a standard fur coloured German Shepherd, most kids avoid me like the plague, I guess you could say that in the food chain I'm on the lowest rung, standing right next to the amoeba, so here I am, my first day at Greenvale Secondary School.

Today also just happens to be my fifteenth birthday, yay starting a new fucking school on my birthday, nothing else can go wrong surely to god, but as always I'm wrong. Standing in the doorway of the school is a huge Doberman and let me tell ya he has everything that tells me that he is going to give me trouble, chains hanging from the belt buckle of his pants, black leather biker jacket, close cropped hair, and scars all over his face, oh well time to see what happens I guess.

I casually walk towards the doorway, I barely get to within a hundred yards of the guy and he already has his eyes fixed on me, his muzzle curling up showing a maw full of razor sharp teeth. I pay him no mind and begin to walk past him that is until a muscled arm blocks my way.

"Hey pup, what ya got in your pockets in the way of money?"

I begin to quiver and I slowly begin to back away.

"Please, I only have enough for something to eat at lunch"

The Doberman begins to walk toward me, I decide that it would be best if I can get away from the guy so I turn around and make a dash for the second set of entrance doors. As I reach the doors I can almost feel the Doberman's hot breath on the back of my neck, I pull the doors open and run inside straight into a huge Rottweiler. I look up at the muzzle of the Rottweiler; he looks as though he could be one of the teachers. Sure enough as he regains his senses from me running into him, he can see that the Doberman is chasing me.

"O'Neil I have told you on many occasions, if I catch you harassing any of the younger kids I will get you removed from school, now be a good boy and go and play with your boyfriends before I carry out my threat"

At that the Doberman lets out a snide growl and then heads back towards the first entrance doors. The Rottweiler now looks down at me and speaks.

"Now pup, a word to the wise, try and stay away from Ben O'Neil, he is rotten to the core, we would dearly love to get rid of him but unfortunately his parents are on the board of governors and absolutely loaded, but if he gives you anymore trouble come and see me, my name is Mr Bernard, and I'm one of the few teachers that O'Neil is scared of"

I just gently nod my head and then head off to find my first class. Maths, I hate maths, not because I'm no good at it, but because it bores me silly, but today there is another reason to hate the subject, Ben O'Neil, of all the maths lessons in all the school he had to be in mine.

I manage to get through maths with just one or two pieces of scrunched up paper being thrown at me, and the rest of the day, fortunately goes by without me having to see him again......well almost.

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The last lesson of the day is chemistry; again there is no sight of the Doberman. The bell sounds to announce the end of the school day and so I head out from the classroom and make my way to my locker, once I have put my school books into my locker I head towards the school's main entrance.

I tentatively walk through the doors and begin to walk past the bike storage area towards the main road. Suddenly I see him and he is blocking my way.

"Don't bother shouting out because the teachers are either in the staff room or on their way home, so it's just you and me"

With that he quickly grabs me by the arm and drags me into the bike park. Once inside he brutally pushes me up against the wall and gropes my butt, I try to move away but he presses against my neck with his free arm.

"Did I say that you could leave?"

Next I feel his paw slip down inside my pants, his rough paw pad and finger pads squeezing and kneading my butt cheeks, I think about letting out a whimper but I know that will only make him worse, and so I suffer in silence for the next few minutes.

At last it seems that he has had his fill of my butt, he withdraws his paw from inside of my pants and hurriedly runs from the bike park, leaving me standing there a crying and broken mass of fur.

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I eventually gather my wits together and begin my slow walk home, crying all the way. I finally arrive home and walk in through the front door, tear streaks still evident on my cheeks; my mom can see that I have been crying.

"Mike, what the hell is going on, why have you been crying?"

I can't face my mom right now, so I quickly run up the stairs crying my eyes out all the way, I run into my room and slam the door hard behind me, I then dive onto my bed and just lie there sobbing my heart out.

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I look at my clock and see that it is 9:00pm; my mom gently knocks on my door.

"Honey, can I come in please?"

I know that I have to tell her what happened, but I also know that it is going to be one of the hardest things that I have ever told her. I allow my mom to enter my room; she sits gently on my bed and rubs my shoulders.

"You know son, us mothers have a wonderful gift, and it's called a woman's intuition, and right now mine is telling me that something bad happened at school today, because I haven't seen you cry like that since your dad died"

I roll onto my side and look up at my mother's face, I make a decision, and I'm going to tell her.

"Mom, I let something terrible happen to me today, on my way into school a big Doberman chased after me and tried to get my lunch money from me, and then after school, I walked past the bike sheds and he was waiting for me......"

I see my mom's muzzle begin to curl in anger.

"He pulled me into the bike sheds and he......he....he started touching my........my butt"

That was the last straw, in a rage she flies out of my room and down the stairs to the phone, I hear her cursing as she stands there waiting for someone to answer. After five minutes she slams the phone down and then walks back up to my room, she enters and sits back on the edge of my bed.

"I'm sorry that I ran out on you son, I just needed to try and see if there was anyone still at school who I could talk to......Did the animal hurt you honey?"

I shake my head and begin to cry again. Mom gently pulls me onto her lap and sits there hugging me tight, her own tears flowing down her furry cheeks. I begin to feel a strong sense of love and protection building up inside my mother and I know that in the morning there is going to be hell to pay at school.