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I hated Ryan. He's six foot one or so, black short cropped hair, amber brown eyes, a tapered swimmer's build with a defined six pack on his practically smooth tanned skin. He's model handsome and porn star sexy. As if he was blessed genetically enough, he walked around swinging an eight inch baby arm offset by the firm muscled ass that tested the strength of anything he wore to cover them.
That's not why I hated him. That's why I lusted after him. I was no slouch in the looks. I'm a stocky fire plug at five foot seven. I'm built, but I can't get the definition the other guys get. I'm tanned from the California sun and my black hair has flecks of red from all my time outside. Unlike Ryan, I'm only five hard. To make matters worse, I'm a grower not a shower.
I grew up with Ryan, our parents being close friends and neighbors. Our mothers were pregnant together, and from day one we were thrust upon one another. In our teens, Ryan was a ladies man, while all the girls thought of me as "just a friend." It was when we both made the swim team that he became the bane of my existence.
We were changing for our first practice when he looked down at my crotch, pointed and laughed. "What the Hell is that? Have you even started puberty?" He said this loud enough for the entire locker room to hear. I was surrounded by laughter, I was sure even the coaches laughed. My face reddened, I quickly suited up and ran out the locker room.
After that, Ryan decided it was his sole purpose to bully and tease me. Soon my nick name was Little D, which confused everyone since my name is Brad. He would get his dick hard and rub it on me, saying, "Maybe seeing a real dick might help it grow." He would leave diapers and swim fins in my locker, saying, "You might need these, since you're not all grown up yet."
I got the last laugh. On the final swim meet on our senior year, I had enough. Ryan was being more obnoxious than normal. The whole locker room was a bustle, and he was entertaining them all with his taunts towards me. I was fired up, bowling with anger. "What good is a big dick," I shouted over the crowd, "If you don't know how to use it." The locker room fell silent. "At least that's what your girl tells me after I'm done with her."
Ryan's face flushed with shame. He didn't say a word. He grabbed his gear and tore out the locker room, confronting his girl who confirmed every last bit of it. Soon, word spread through the school that Ryan was a lousy lay and I was the orgasm king. The school year was almost over, so my fifteen minutes of fame was more like seven and a half.
We ended up going to the same university after high school. I was lucky enough to avoid him aside from the swim team. We ran in different circles, him with the jocks, and me with the geek squad. It was our sophomore year that our parents got the great idea that we should room together off campus. I protested it, and I'm sure he did as well, but our parents had their minds set, hoping to save money on room and board.
Our apartment was just off campus, with his room on one side and mine on the other. It was dorm style and we had to share a living room, kitchen and the full bath. I tried keeping to myself but Ryan couldn't help himself, starting to refer to me as Little D again and walking around naked, asking if I had grown up to be a real man yet.
I knew I couldn't let this go on, couldn't let him ruin my life here at the university. I decided to do a preemptive strike. I had a few of my pharmacy buddies whip me up a two different cocktails for him. One that made him limp and one that would cause him to get hard at the slightest breeze. He always set up his protein shakes the night before, and if I knew he had a hot date, I'd slip the limp powder in with his protein powder. If he had a meet, I'd slip the excitement powder in.
The stress of not being the master of his own erections was really getting to him. He barely said a word to me and when he did he snapped at my happy demeanor. In the meantime, I started preparing, shopping and gathering my tools. I attached straps to my bed and set it up with ropes underneath so I could manipulate someone by a few simple tugs.
I tested them on one of my fucks. See I'm Gay, and though I wasn't Out, I was known around campus for being a great fuck. I'd run through most of the campus that I was grateful for a new flush of students to plow through. I would have dated one or two of them but as much as I hated it, I was still holding out for Ryan.
We were on the verge of a three day weekend and Ryan and I were both staying in town. I was planning on later for my master plan, but Ryan pissed me off. I had gotten my hands on some chloroform. He as was moping on the couch, in just a pair of gym shorts watching something stupid on television. I came up behind him on the couch and got him in a choke hold, covering his mouth with the cloth laced with chloroform. The more he struggled, the more he breathed in and in moments he was out.
Once I was sure he was out, I scooped him up and tossed him over my shoulder. Like I said, I was a fire plug. I laid him out on my bed, I pulled down his shorts, revealing that infamous cock of his. I pulled one of the special diapers I had bought and slipped it on him. I quickly took pictures of him, showing both his face and the diaper. I then pulled the ropes from under my bed, securing his arms. I slipped a special ball gag into his mouth. I attached the pulley ropes to his legs before securing them to the side of the bed.
I had to do was wait till he woke up. My eyes lingered over his sleepy body. I hated him but I wanted him. I ran a finger down his defined chest, straight down the ridges of his abdomen. I knew it was just a matter of time before he woke up but I wanted to take my chance while it was there. I felt the slight rise and fall of his chest as slept in his forced slumber.
I moved back up to his perky chest and gave them a firm squeeze. He let out a low muffled moan. I leaned down and tasted his tit. The moan grew louder. I began to grow. I straddled his captive body and resumed my adoration. I would flick one nipple while licking and nipping the other. Ryan sleepily responded as I took my chance to enjoy him.
I wanted to do more, my five inch steel hard in my pants. I gave each nipple a final flick before leaving him to wake up to his predicament. I pulled a sippy cup from my closet and the arousal powder and took them to the kitchen. I dumped the powder into cup and waited. I couldn't wait to teach this punk bitch who the real man was.
I heard the muffled screams about half an hour later. I turned the television up, letting him wallow in his fear and anger. Fifteen minutes I got up, filled the sippy cup with water. I took a swig as much to test that it was flavorless as to bolster my own libido. No point in disappointing my new jock bitch. I smiled evilly to myself and made my way back to my room.
As soon as Ryan saw me he let out a muffled scream and fought valiantly against the already tested bonds. "Awe, Baby Ryan is awake." I mused. He tried to lunge at me. I laughed. I pulled some cords and he was raised up against the headboard. "Is Baby Ryan thirsty?" I asked smugly. I strode over, my devilish grin still plastered on my face.
I straddled his waist so I could look him in the eye. "You can save your breath." I began unfastening the mouth gag. "I have the corner room with no neighbors, and the television is up loud to drown you out."
Ryan moistened his mouth then spat on my face. "You sick fuck, let me go!" I ignored his shouts, wiping the spittle from my face. "When I get out of this, I'm going to beat your ass and then get it thrown in jail." He twisted and pulled underneath me. I had faith in my handiwork. He wasn't going anywhere. "Let me go you small dick mother fucker!"
I slapped him hard across the face. He was stunned and shocked. I got right in his face. "Listen here, you little bitch." My voice was filled with menace. "It's time we got things straight around here. I put up with your bullying bull shit in high school, I'll be damned if I'm going to do it in my home." His eyes widened in fear. "I'm the fucking alpha dog here, and from here on out you're going to do what I say. Be a good boy, and maybe I'll show you how to use that thing you call a dick."
I grabbed the sippy cup from the night stand and put it to his lips. "Is Baby Ryan thirsty?" He took it into his mouth without a question. I stroked he face with my other hand. "I'm going to enjoy teaching what a real man is." I pulled the empty cup from his lips and sat it down. He was still speechless as I tweaked his cheek. "You're so cute when you realize who's in charge."
I was hard with power. I put my hands on his chest and idly flicked his nipples. "Why are you doing this?" He tried to hide the shudder of pleasure in his voice. "Brad, let me go." I took one hand and stroked his face. "I'm sorry, Brad, I'll stop, just let me go." I saw a tear form at the corner of his eye. "No more joking, please, I have to go to the bathroom.
"Go right on ahead, bitch." I tapped his face triumphantly. "You're wearing a diaper." He resumed his twists and pulls. I pushed down on his stomach, adding pressure to his bladder. "Go ahead, Baby Ryan, I'll clean you up." I could see him fight the action for a moment then finally relent and fill his diaper. "Does that feel better, Baby Ryan?"
Ryan turned his head to the side and closed his eyes. "Just take that stupid diaper off me."
"Say it right Baby Ryan." I teased with satisfaction.
"Please, change my stupid diaper." He growled through clenched teeth.
"No, "I turned his face so his eyes met mine. "Say, `Please, Daddy, change my diaper."
I felt his body tense under me before relenting. "Please, Daddy, change my diaper."
I kissed him on the forehead. "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" I got off him and unfastened his legs, then pulling some ropes, raised his legs in the air in a v formation. I grabbed a bag from under my bed. I undid his diaper and pulled it back, exposing his chubbing cock. I took some wipes out and casually cleaned him up. "Looks like someone likes me touching his cock." I mocked, watching his cock fill with blood.
I glanced up to see him flush red. "You know I had time to think about it." I chatted, more to myself than him. "You have been obsessed with my cock for some time." I picked his mighty cock up and thoroughly cleaned it, feeling the blood fill beneath my fingers. "I think you like my cock. I think you like me, have more than just some man crush on me." I laid his cock down on his stomach. "Do you," I paused for effect, "want me, Ryan?"
"I'm straight." I lifted his heavy balls and began slowly stroking them clean with the wipe. He let out a slight gasp. "I like women. Always have, always will."
"You cock seems to like me." I mused, slowly stroking his taint with the wipe. "I think you secretly like me." I swipe the cloth over his exposed hole. I heard him muffle a moan. I knew he hadn't been touched in a while. I had orchestrated that. I sat the cloth aside and ran a finger over the sensitive sphincter. Ryan couldn't hold back the gasp. "Like that do you, baby."
I took the opportunity. "I bet you want my little dick up there, showing you what I could do to your girlfriend that you could never do." I continued stroking. "You see, Ryan, I didn't just fuck her. I stuck my tongue so deep up inside her, that she cried my name." I flicked my tongue up at him. "I'm great at eating pussy." I leaned down and blew on his hole. "I'm even better at eating ass."
"You ever have your ass eaten, Ryan?" I lowered my octave, giving it a sultry sexy tone I knew would get him thinking. "Do you want me to eat your ass, Ryan, like I ate out your girlfriend back in high school?" Ryan remained silent, but I saw his cock jump at my words. "All you have to do is say, baby." I continued. "Just say, Daddy, eat my pussy, please."
I could see him mulling over the words in his head. With the blue tint to his balls, I knew he was ready to say yes, to most anything. I just had to take it slowly. I slowly ran my finger around in circles. I saw the internal struggle in him. He hadn't been able to get hard for a girl, but could when he was in the locker room. And now, he was brick hard with me toying with his hole.
"Yes." He finally said. I tapped his hole with my finger. He knew what I wanted to hear. "Yes, please, Daddy, eat my ass." Tapped my finger again against his hole. "Please, Daddy, eat my pussy." I gave him a shit eating grin. I pushed his balls up away from his hole. "Do it, please. Before I change my mind."
"You're in for a treat, baby." I flicked my tongue over the cherry hole. He gasped. I swirled my tongue over the sensitive skin. He moaned. I slowly worked his pretty boy hole. I was going to break him, and I was going to break him right. The added plus was that I was going to enjoy every fucking minute of it. I swirled and tickled his hole.
His moans were just encouraging me to continue on. I wanted to be rougher, but I knew I had to break this virgin in right. I licked and swirled my tongue against his relaxing barrier. I slowly slithered my way past his barrier. He bucked and jolted at the new sensation. I knew it wouldn't be long before he'd be begging me to fuck him.
I slowly flicked my tongue against his hole, finally getting to taste that sweet ass that had taunted me for so long. I was in no rush. I stretched and pushed with my tongue, opening him up for me. I was faintly aware of Ryan moaning my name. I worked his hole. I had wanted to shove my face up that ass for so long I was going to do it till he begged me to stop.
"Brad!" I faintly heard over my own slurping. "Daddy! Please, I need to cum, please, let me cum."
I slowly raised my head over his balls and leaking dick. My face was soaked with his ass juice. I saw the pathetic boy in his eyes. I stood up, my eyes locked with his. I pulled my shirt off, revealing my well-muscled chest. I dropped my pants revealing my stiff five inch dick to him. "You don't come till Daddy cums." I climbed up between his legs till I was face to face with him. "And Daddy only cums in his baby's pussy."
I licked my lips as I stared intensity into his pleading eyes. "Do you want to finally feel what my little dick can do to you?" He gulped audible as I slowly rubbed my body over his aching cock. I knew he was ready to beg for it. Ready to ask for it. "All you have to do is ask, baby." My cock poked at his taint, wanting to feel the warmness inside him. "Say it." I whispered my order.
"Please, Daddy." His voice was almost horse. "Fuck your baby's pussy."
I lowered my hips down and pressed my cock head against his hole. "Relax, baby. Daddy's going to make you feel real good in a minute." I pressed slowly against his hole. I felt the warm silky flesh hug my cock. I pushed slowly, letting him get use to me in him. The urge to utterly destroy his hole was there, but I held back, knowing once he had my dick, he'd never want another chick.
"How do you like that, baby?" I slowly slid in and out. "Come on, baby, talk to Daddy."
I leaned in and licked his cheek. I knew he'd be an easy break. "Fuck me, Daddy." He finally said. "Fuck your baby's pussy." I moved my mouth over his and took the chance for a kiss. I rolled my hips and Ryan's tongue was in my mouth, wrestling with mine. I thrust into him, the audible slap of muscle against muscle.
We were both going to be bruised after this, but I couldn't give a fuck. Ryan was going to be my own personal cock servant from here on out. I pushed further into him. His head went back breaking the kiss. He eyes went glassy. I hit his spot. I did it again and again, tapping his prostate over and over again.
"Daddy, fuck me." He pleaded. I knew he wasn't ready for the real stuff yet, so I kept it at a slow lingering pace. His ass felt wonderful. It was so tight, so loose, so ready. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer and I had to have more out of him. I slowed my pace to his dismay and relished in the feel of his cherry popped ass.
"Whose name do you call out?" I barked at him. He looked at me lost. "Whose name do you call out?" I barked again.
"Yours Daddy!" He finally answered. "I call out yours, Brad. Please, let me cum."
"Whose bitch are you?" I ignored his plea. "Whose bitch are you?"
"I'm your bitch, Brad." His voice quaked as I thrust hard into him. "I'm your bitch."
I almost felt sorry for him as I looked him dead in the eye. "I'm going to breed your pussy, baby, do you want Daddy's cum in your pussy?"
"Breed my pussy, Daddy." He mewled. "Fill it with your Daddy cum."
That was all I needed to hear as I jack rabbited into him. I kept my eyes locked on him as I pounder furiously into him. I felt the surge of power and dominance over him and I couldn't last much longer as my balls unloaded my boys into my new jock pussy. I snarled as the orgasm his, sneering in contempt as I allowed this pathetic excuse of a man be privileged to my seed. My body stiffened as the last pangs of pleasure jerked through me.
I tongue fucked his mouth, my body still grinding against him. He whimpered into my mouth as I felt the hot sting of him shooting his own load between us. "Perfect." I thought breaking the kiss. "When you're good to Daddy, Daddy's good to you." I slipped out of his ass. I pulled a towel from under the bed and wiped his spouge from me.
I slipped it under his ass and lowered his legs, fastening them back to the bed. Ryan was still breathing heavy, coated in his own spunk from my little dick in his ass. I left him to his thoughts, walking over to my laptop. I stopped the recording and put it on loop play, casting it to my television. "I may have to upload this to the school web site." I teased.
"Please, Brad, don't." His eyes watered at the thought. "I'll do anything, please, don't."
"I'll think about it." I walked over and ran a finger through his drying cum. "In the meantime, you can enjoy the private screening while I shower."
"You're not going to let me out of this?" He asked panicked.
"Not until I'm sure I can trust you to be my personal cock bitch." I gave him a satisfied grin. "In the meantime, I'm going to make you beg me to fuck you." I walked to the bathroom. "While I'm showering you can enjoy watching yourself be my bitch, and my cum leaking out of you."
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