Johnny sat between his legs, leaned up against his chest while Bif worked his hands.

He often snuck around with the leader of the greasers because his fucking boyfriend was such a pain. He liked Johnny, he got to torment him.

His legs switched back and forth, the feeling building up to the point he couldn't catch his breath. He wasn't going to last much longer

"Bif..."

"Hm? Sorry, can't hear you. What was that?"

Johnny was making faces and biting his lip, not even Lola was this talented.

"Say who's the champ", teased Bif.

"You big... ahhh... i can't..."

"Say who's the champ", he went faster.

"YOU!", Johnny screamed.

Bif was a tormentor, but damn was Johnny happy with him.

Finally being able to break it off with Lola, all the stress and problems were washed away. She was dating Gord now, spoiling her. He heard they fought 3 times a week as well as getting smashed by the whole prep clique.

Johnny laid on the worn out sofa in the tenantments blowing out smoke from his cigarette.

"Give me one of those"

"Since when you started smoking?", asked Johnny.

"Around the time when I was a freshman and you gave me a swirlie", glared Bif.

"You know i don't remember that?"

"Do you remember when you gave me a wedgie so horrible i decided to go commando the whole school year and you pantsed me in the gym?"

"Bif, I'm sorry man"

Bif sat next to him on the sofa. Johnny smirked. "Ironic.. look how big you are now, a champion boxer"

He smiled. "I guess i can thank you. If you weren't bullying me mercilessly I'd never would thought of taking it up"

"Well then your a welcome"

"I still hate you for it", said Bif.

"Aw, come on-"

"You had me on anti-depressants!"

"I-"

"I was a walking stick and you gave me swirlies so much, i got ear infections"

"Bif-"

"I was an emotional wreck..."

"Bif..." Johnny sat up and looked at the red head. "I'm sorry"

Bif sighed. "I don't forgive you. Now... turn over and get ready for round two"

"Don't i get a break?"

"You never gave me a break", Bif grabbed Johnny and flipped him on his stomach. Grabbed his pants and forced them off.

"I regret everything i ever did! Baby, I'm sorry"

"Too many years too late", the red head smirked.

Johnny was sure to be walking funny tomorrow which he'd have to explain. Bif was probably going to have to explain the bites and scratches. If his stupid cat hadn't died, he'd have a perfect excuse.