"Ryan's New Friend, Chapter 2"
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The next day, I arrived at Ryan's house at 10:00 AM just like he told me to do. His mom's car wasn't in the driveway, so I knew he was home alone. Ryan answered the door and let me in. He was wearing socks, sweatpants, and a t-shirt.
"I didn't know if you were going to show up. I thought you might chicken out."
"No, I didn't chicken out."
"Good. Let's go to my bedroom."
I followed Ryan. His bedroom had sports posters on the walls and some sports trophies on a shelf.
"Do you remember the first thing you have to do when you come over?"
"Yeah."
"What is it?"
"Kiss your dick."
"Right. Do it."
I got down on my knees in front of Ryan. I could see the bulge that his dick was making in the front of his sweatpants. I kissed his bulge.
"Good boi. When you kiss me there, it means that you want to be my little friend. I was chatting to my friend Jake last night on the internet. I told him that now I have a little friend just like him. He says that every jock should have a little friend."
"His little friend is Brandon, right?"
"Yeah, Brandon. I'll give you his e-mail address, so you can talk to him about stuff."
"Ok."
I had lots of questions for Brandon. Ryan told me that Brandon reminded him of me. And I wanted to ask Brandon what it's like being Jake's little friend.
"Are you ready to follow my orders?"
"Yeah."
"The first thing I want you to do is take off all your clothes except for your underwear."
Ryan watched as I took off my shoes, socks, t-shirt, and jeans. I was wearing only my white briefs.
"You wear tighty whities. Cool. I like that."
"I have other kinds of underwear too, like boxers."
"No. When you come to my house, I want you to wear white briefs just like the kind you have on now. Then I can see when you have a boner."
I looked down and saw that it was obvious that my dick was hard underneath my underwear.
"You have a boner right now. Why?"
"I don't know."
"I know why. It's because you like when I make you do stuff like kissing my dick. Don't you?"
"Yeah. Sorta."
"We're doing wrestling in gym class right now. Are you too?"
"Yeah."
I hate when we do wrestling in gym. I always lose, except sometimes I win when I wrestle some kid named Tyler who's in my gym class. He's around my size. Gym class is my most hated class at school.
Ryan got down on his hands and knees like we do before we start wrestling in gym class.
"I want you to wrestle me. I wanna see how strong you are."
"We don't have to wrestle. I know you'll beat me."
"Ethan, I want you to wrestle me. You have to do everything I say, remember?"
"Yeah. I remember."
I got in the top wrestler position that they taught us in gym class. Ryan was in the bottom wrestler position.
"Good boi. And try your hardest. I want to know how strong you are. Are you ready?"
"Yeah."
"One... Two... Three... Wrestle."
It only took a second for Ryan to flip me around and get on top of me. He was holding my arms down and his butt was sitting right on my dick.
"Try to get up, Ethan."
I struggled a little, but I couldn't get up.
"Try harder."
I tried a little harder, but Ryan was too big and strong.
"Try harder, Ethan."
"I'm trying. You're too strong for me."
"You're just as wimpy as I thought you were."
"I told you you'd win."
"I knew I'd win too, because jocks like me and Jake always beat kids like you and Brandon. Do you want me to let you up?"
"Yeah."
Ryan shifted his butt so that he was sitting on my chest. The bulge in his sweatpants was right in front of my face.
"I'll let you up if you kiss it again."
I lifted my head up and kissed his dick.
"Good boi. You followed my order, so I'll let you get up."
I was glad Ryan got off me. He was smooshing me when he was sitting on me, and I was tired from wrestling him.
"Since you like kissing my dick so much, I bet you want to see it for real. Don't you?"
"Yeah."
"Say please."
"Please."
"That's not good enough. Beg me to see it."
"Can I please see your dick, Ryan? I promise to follow all your orders if you let me see it."
"Ok. That's better. Pull down my pants."
Ryan stood up. I pulled down his sweatpants and boxers. I was looking at his jock dick for the first time. It was hard. I think bossing me around and wrestling me made him horny.
"Do you like it?"
"Yeah."
"That's good. Cause you're gonna be doing lots of stuff to my dick. Just like Brandon does stuff to Jake's dick. Jake tells me that he doesn't have to jerk himself off anymore since Brandon became his little friend. This will be the last time I jerk off."
Ryan started jerking off his dick right in front of my face. Then he stopped jerking and started rubbing his boner on my face.
"I can put my dick in your face whenever I want, and you have to let me. Tell me to get my dick out of your face."
"Get your dick out of my face, Ryan."
"No. I don't want to. I can rub it on your face as much as I want."
Ryan kept rubbing his big, horny boner all over my face.
"I have an idea. Lay down on the floor in front of my bed."
I obeyed his order. I was still wearing just my white briefs. Ryan was wearing just his socks and his t-shirt. Ryan sat on the bed and started jerking off again. Then he put his foot on the front of my underwear and started rubbing my dick. It felt real good having his foot rubbing against my boner.
"Does that feel good?"
"Yeah."
"Good. But I don't want you to cum, Ethan. Ok?"
"Ok. I won't."
I was watching Ryan jerk off, and his foot kept rubbing my dick. It was making me really horny. I was getting so horny that I thought I might cum soon.
"Ryan, I think I'm gonna cum soon."
"Don't cum, Ethan."
"Ok. I'll try not to."
Ryan kept jerking off, and his foot kept rubbing my boner. I tried not to cum, but I couldn't stop it.
"I'm gonna cum, Ryan. Sorry."
My dick started squirting cum inside my underwear. It made a mess just like it does when I have wet dreams.
"Ethan, you disobeyed my order. I told you not to cum, but you cummed anyway."
"I'm sorry, Ryan. I tried not to, but I couldn't help it."
"Now I'm gonna have to punish you. Do you know what Jake does when Brandon has to be punished?"
"No. What does he do?"
"He gives him a smack on the ass. That's what I'm gonna have to do to you. Stand up."
I stood up, and Ryan pulled down my underwear. My dick had some of my cum on it.
"Are you ready?"
"Yeah."
I didn't know if it would hurt a little or a lot. Ryan smacked my butt with his hand real hard. It hurt.
"Ow. That hurt, Ryan."
"Good. It was supposed to hurt. Remember, that's what will happen if you're a bad boi and don't obey my orders. Pull your underwear back up."
I pull up my briefs and rubbed my butt where he hit me. The sting was going away, but it still hurt a little.
"Let me look inside your underwear."
I pulled forward the front of my underwear, and Ryan looked in at my dick.
"Gross. You cummed your undies. Keep your underwear pulled open like that."
Ryan started jerking off again. His dick was aimed right at the inside of my underwear. He was going to cum inside my briefs. I was watching his dick, waiting for him to cum. And soon Ryan's boner started squirting out lots of cum all over my dick.
I let go of the front of my underwear, and Ryan put his boxers and sweatpants back on. My underwear was filled with a mixture of jock cum and wimp cum. It was all over my dick and balls. And there was a big, cummy wet spot on the front of my briefs. I needed to clean the cum out of my underwear.
"Can I clean up in your bathroom, Ryan."
"No. That's the second part of your punishment. You're not allowed to clean your underwear or change them for a whole day. And you're not allowed to take a shower either."
"Ok. I won't."
"Give me your e-mail address and cellphone number. I'll tell you what time to come over tomorrow after I find out what time my mom has to leave for work."
I gave him my e-mail address and phone number.
"And you better be wearing those same underwear when you come over tomorrow."
"I will."
I got dressed. Then I left Ryan's house and walked home with a squishy, cummy mess inside my underwear. It felt gross and wet inside my briefs for a few hours, but it eventually all the cum dried up.
That's the end of Chapter 2.
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