The Bloodiest Battle of the Civil War 

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Danny still didn't move.

"Suck on my penis, you fucking Chinese idiot. Suck on my penis."

Jeff was standing right next to him in the tree now. He was holding his penis right in front of Danny's face. I thought Danny was gonna cry, but he didn't.

"Why are you so fucking skinny?" said Jeff. "You look like you have AIDS. Your brain is a piece of crap. Suck on my penis."

"What the fuck are you doing?" Bobby called up from the prison. "Stop it. That's my brother."

"He's not your fucking brother," Jeff yelled down from the tree. It was so weird that he was talking to us just like normal while he was standing in the tree naked. He was still holding his penis in front of Danny's face. "You're white, your parents are white, and this kid's Chinese. So how the fuck is he your brother?"

"He's adopted, you fucking moron," said Bobby.

"So say he's your adopted brother. And tell him to suck on my penis."

"Don't suck on it, Danny," said Bobby. Bobby tried to get away to go climb up the tree, but we wouldn't let him because he was a prisoner.

"Fuck you!" said Bobby. "The game's over. Fuck this shit. You won. I'm not playing anymore."

"You can't leave," I said. "You're a prisoner."

"Fuck you." Bobby got up and ran over to the tree and started climbing it.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you," he yelled at Jeff.

"Why the fuck did you let him get away?" Jeff yelled at me.

I didn't know what to say.

"You're doing something really fucking weird," I said.

"Fuck you! I'm just trying to win," said Jeff.

Jeff looked behind him and saw that Bobby was coming up the tree.

"Fuck you, you fucking retarded baby pussy," he said to Danny. Danny was still just sitting there holding on to the tree.

"Fine," said Jeff. "You asked for it. You got it."

Then he held on to the tree branch with one hand and held up his penis with the other hand and his feet curled on their sides and he started pissing on Danny's face. He just let it go. He was pissing all over him. He pissed a ton, too. He pissed all over his hair and his face and his shirt. Danny was soaked. And the whole time Danny just sat there getting pissed on. He was holding onto the branch, with his eyes and mouth closed tight. I would have just jumped out of the fucking tree at that point. But then again, I never would have let it get to that point.

Jeff was almost done pissing when Bobby got up to where they were in the tree. Bobby was really mad.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Bobby screamed at Jeff.

Jeff shook out the last little drops of piss from his penis on Danny. Then Bobby came up behind Jeff and shoved him out of the tree, and Jeff fell down really hard and broke his leg.

But we didn't know his leg was broken yet. Bobby and Danny climbed down out of the tree. When they got down they immediately got on their bikes. Danny was totally soaked in Jeff's piss. He wouldn't look at us.

"Fuck you guys," said Bobby. "You're all perverted fucking assholes. I'm gonna go tell my mom."

"Don't tell your fucking mom," I said.

"Fuck you!" Bobby yelled.

They rode away from the park really fast.

"I guess the fucking game's over," said Tommy.

We all went over to where Jeff was on the ground. He was lying there naked and holding his leg. I looked at him. His skin was so smooth and white. He was almost pretty. His skin was as smooth as a Barbie. I almost wanted to touch him, just because it looked like it would feel good to rub his smooth skin. But I didn't. I didn't know what to do. There was a huge bruise on his leg.

"I think I broke my fucking leg," he said.

"Can you feel it?" said Tommy. Tommy had broken a bone before so he knew what it felt like. "If it's broken it's supposed to feel all numb and tingly, like when your leg falls asleep."

"I don't know." Jeff tried to get up, but when he did he just yelled "FUCK" and went back down. It was really weird to see him lying down naked in the grass in the park outside in the middle of the day. I still couldn't stop looking at his penis.

"Why the fuck did you pee on that kid?" said Tommy.

"I was punishing him for not sucking on my penis," Jeff said. Jeff was crying because his leg hurt so much.

"What should we do?" said Tommy.

"Can you help me get up?" said Jeff.

"I'm not fucking touching you when you're not wearing any clothes you perverted fucking faggot," said Tommy.

"Then can you go get my babysitter?"

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