Chapter 6
His mind seemed to have drawn a blank as far as broads were concerned. So they stole a car and decided to overhaul and customize it, just for kicks. Maybe they would get it out to the track sometime, after they had taken care of the registration.
So they spent most of Saturday morning overhauling the 4-speed transmission. They tore down the box and washed everything. Then they replaced chipped gears, bearings, thrust washers and bushings. They coated the synchro cones with lubrication and put on new rings.
Then they put the rest of the car together and decided to call it a day. "Jocko" was feeling very irritated. About a month before, his girlfriend had become very annoyed with him, saying he was spending much more time at his robberies and gang-bangs than with her. This was, of course, denied, but it was no use.
After she had read him the riot act, she told him to go fuck himself, as she no longer wanted to. His pride aching, he had made no attempt to go after her, but he did watch her very carefully to make sure that she didn't take up with someone else. Finally, one night, he watched his old pal Georgie, follow Taffy up the stairs and into her room. Jocko dashed up the stairs of the building opposite and stationed himself on the roof, from which he could get an excellent view right into her windows.
As soon as they had walked into the room, Brandy had pulled her panties off, and leaned over the kitchen table, asking Georgie to fuck her dog style. Georgie dropped his jeans and gave it to her the way she wanted. Soon he was pounding his engorged cock right into the gaping cunt that was stretched out and waiting for him.
They both had their backs to the window, and were so engrossed in what they were doing that they didn't even think someone could be watching them. In their neighborhood two people fucking was not an unusual sight.
Jocko could clearly see Georgie wildly shoving his prick into Taffy's cunt. For all they cared, the world could be crashing about them. In spite of his raging jealousy, he sight of the wild fucking made his own cock start to quiver.
Soon he was watching with avid fascination as Taffy continued to receive the heavy humping of his own gang member. Strangely, he felt thrilled when he heard her screaming to his own friend that she was about to come. It was quite a sight to watch her throwing herself around, as his friend pushed into her again and again, and hen Georgie's ass was shuddering with his own orgasm.
His view of the proceedings was so good that he could even see the come begin to drip out of her cunt when it was over. Before they had a chance to get their clothes back on. Jocko dashed across the street, ran up the stairs and broke the door down.
He had made it across there so quickly that Georgie's cock was still in the cunt of his girlfriend, before Taffy looked back and saw Jocko standing behind them. Realizing that Jocko was probably furious enough to wipe up the floor with the both of them, she decided that it wouldn't pay to plead with him, or make some lame excuse.
Either of those would only have served to anger him more. Instead she would keep her cool and deal with him as best as she could. So she pulled herself away from Georgia, let her skirt down to hide her soaked cunt, and composed her flushed face.
Georgie was yanking on his jeans, when Jocko crashed his fist across the boy's face once, then stood back from the pair.
"Now isn't this cozy. Little Taffy, who didn't want my prick, getting herself worked over by loyal little Georgie."
Jocko knew that they were frightened, and with himself in control, he could control to play with them a little. His eyes went cold, and his voice became brutally cold.
"I wonder what "Black Daddy" is going to say when he hears that you broke one of the gang's rules. You know you don't fuck someone else's girl without his permission."
"But she said that she was through with you."
"And since when does one of our girls have the right to break off. You should know better."
"What are we going to do?"
"Well, little Taffy, it could go pretty hard on you. We could bring you before the gang council for punishment."
"Couldn't you and I settle this alone?"
Taffy was pretty sure that he would not report what he had seen to "Black Daddy." It would have been too much of a come-down to have to admit to the whole gang that his girl was sleeping around behind his back. Then she noticed the way that he was looking at her. The old familiar lust was there in his eyes. But she no longer had any desire for him. She had heard the way he was going around raping white girls, and was disgusted that he couldn't be satisfied with her alone.
It was why she had tried to get away from him in the first place. While Taffy was born in the slums along with the others she didn't have their goals for herself. Fucking was okay, but you tried to make it with one guy at a time. Jocko didn't play by the same rules.
But she could tell that he had sex on his mind. It was typical of the self-declared tough guy. Knowing that she was sick at the sight of him, he would force her to spread her legs for him. Well, even that was better than having her body mutilated and thrown into a garbage can.
Even if he didn't take a knife to her, getting fucked would be better than being brought before the council. That was sure to mean a whipping and gang-bang, neither of which appealed to her very much. So she resigned herself to her fate, and sighed deeply.
One thing was for sure. She would have to find a way to get Georgie out of the room before Jocko probably killed him. As long as the two boys were in the room together, something bloody might happen. Georgie was just cocky enough to think of taking Jocko on, even though he knew the boy was a sadistic knife artist.
Blood was something she just couldn't handle. It wouldn't be all that bad to get fucked by the guy. He was pretty good with his tool, even though he didn't much care where he suck it. Besides, once he fucked her, he wouldn't dare go to the council and report her. She would tell them what had happened and they would laugh him right out of the gang.
Her mind was made up, she dealt with Georgie. He was looking right at her, and she could tell that he was perfectly willing to stay and fight if she wanted him to.
"No, Georgie, I want you to leave now."
"I don't think I should leave you alone with this cat."
"Don't worry, I can handle him."
"Are you sure?"
"No problem, please go."
Georgie still wasn't sure. He looked first at Taffy, and then at Jocko. He did not want to leave the hot-blooded girl there with the sadistic Jocko. There was no telling what he might do to her. Georgie doubted that Jocko would be able to keep himself from beating her up.
But her eyes were begging him to get out of there, and against his better judgment, he decided to do as she asked. At the door, he turned back for a second.
"I'll be right downstairs. You scream if you need me."
"Okay, Georgie, go on down."
She was pleased with the obvious loyalty of the boy. It would be a shame to have to give him up and go back to the jealousy of Jocko. As he went down the stairs, she said a few words to comfort him.
"Don't you worry about anything."
"I don't know about that."
"Jocko and I will be able to work it all out."
"Remember, I'm right downstairs."
"Just go."
The tone in her voice was very explicit. He was not to hang around and that was all there was to it. Looking at her once more, and then at Jocko, Georgie finally left them. Once out in the front hall, he left the building and decided to head for home.
After all, he had made the gesture and she had not taken him up on it. He had done his part.
After the other gang members had left, Jocko laughed sadistically.
"What did you say about me not going to the council? What makes you think you're too damned good for me? I've been waiting quite some time to get even with you for tossing me over. Now's my chance and I am going to make you wish you never walked away from me."
Jocko stopped talking for a minute, feeling giddy with his own sense of power.
"You know what the boys will do, if I tell them?"
As soon as he said that, Taffy knew for certain that he wasn't about to say a single word on the subject. He was just working up to his demands, and she wished to hell he would get on with it. Her cunt was very sticky and she had to pee.
But she had momentarily forgotten who she was dealing with. Jocko knew that whichever way he went, he owned the girl, and he could take his sweet time making up his mind about what to do with her.
He wasn't about to fuck her. Not after Georgie had just plowed through there, but he had to do something to remind her of his virile manhood. It required a little more thinking.
"If I send you to Blackie, you'll be through in this neighborhood. Nobody will want you, especially after the gang gets through working on your face."
"Now, Jocko, that isn't necessary, is it?"
"Maybe not. Maybe I'll just go easy on you, considering this is the first offense."
"Get on with it. What do you want me to do?"
"Just kind of pamper me a little. That ain't too bad, is it?"
"Depends on what you want me to do."
"You can strip to start with. When I go, I go in style, not the way Georgie does it."
Knowing Jocko well enough to realize there was no point in arguing, Taffy began to follow his orders.