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Top to Bottom - Part 8: Shock therapy
The soreness in his ass burned like a fire as he reached around to feel the dribbles of other men's seed leaking onto the cold marble floor. He struggled to move, a pounding headache taking over from the anally-imbibed vodka. "Carlossssssss..." Adam slurred, where the fuck was that little housebitch? He didn't really want to be seen like this by anyone but Carlos was practically his indentured servant and a few slaps would ensure his silence. No reply came as his voice echoed down the hallway. Adam hauled himself gingerly to the bathroom, nursing his sore butt and shocked by the welts from the blows and slaps he had sustained from the two dirty pigs in the park bathroom as they had sodomised his model-worthy ass and pumped him full of their loads. Adam realised he had only cum once today - after Billy had jerked him to the edge following the grudge fuck in the gym changing room before butt-plugging him, the only release had cum after those pig-fags in the park had defiled him from both ends and shot their seed, finally jerking him off onto the floor before making him lick up his own cum. Usually Adam made others lick their cum off the floor and his body, his own seed was always pumped balls-deep into an orifice after taking his pleasure from their bodies. No, that had not been a climax for him as his huge cock had sprayed uselessly onto the floor. The aftershock from the enforced slurp-and-swallow of his own salty-bitter seed had made him gag and caused his cock to shrivel.
Adam lay motionless on his bed all night, another night spent without him fucking a pretty slut's willing pussy or some faggot muscle-boy from the gym riding his ass onto Adam's thick cock. He refused to acknowledge his descent to the bottom of the pecking order. He had wealth, status, looks and a cock that screamed uber-TOP. He had to somehow get his revenge, he knew he had to reassert his dominance, overcome this and resume his status as the top man, the guy who would fuck all others into submission. Adam had always kept leverage over his victims, both willing and unwilling. Videos, photos - the same tools Cindy and Billy had used to blackmail him. All those married sluts and college co-eds he had screwed - heaven only knew how many of them ended up bearing his children without a word to their parents or husbands after he had shown them footage of them getting fucked with his face edited out. All those studs he had topped from the gym - how they had begged him for more cock and quietened down their protests after he had sent them the photos of his giant cock in their mouths. Cindy and Billy were no different; he had footage on them and would make sure that he and they were at least even - he would exchange their blackmail footage for his. Adam always kept the originals in a locked mahogany cupboard; he knew that this insurance was going to get him out of this hole so he could return to his position of dominance.
As dawn broke, Adam sent Billy a text. He tried to resume some of his former swagger.
ADAM: "Come over to my place. I'll make you a deal. Your sex videos for the ones I have of me fucking you."
BILLY: "Hmmmmm"
ADAM: "I'll sweeten the deal. $$ and the videos. Originals. Bring the videos - talk when you get here."
BILLY: "Fine. 10am"
In the nearby cafe Carlo sipped his coffee, explaining to Billy how Adam always kept the original videos of his depraved fuckings in his apartment under lock and key. "Every time he fucks a girl or a guy, he sends them a copy of the video" he said.
"I know, muttered Billy - he sent one to me."
Cindy and Susie had arranged the meeting between the two young guys so they could maintain this upper hand over Adam, knowing that the handsome stud's selfishness and sense of self-preservation wouldn't be given up so easily. As they chatted, Carlo offered his services to Billy - he knew the cute college kid was his ticket out of his hellhole of serving Adam and he was only too glad to help complete the takedown of his former master.
10am:
Billy stepped into Adam's apartment, gazing through the floor-to-ceiling windows that offered expansive views of the city, stretching far beyond the park where his former top had been so unceremoniously used like a piece of street-pussy the night before.
Adam pointed at the leather couch, silently beckoning Billy to sit. At first he couldn't quite meet the gaze of his former pussy-boy as Billy licked his lips seductively. As he half-limped to the bar counter, the morning rush of testosterone and the sight of Billy's tight ass plumped on the chair caused Adam's cock to twitch.
"Ok sunshine, this shit has gone on long enough. You've had your fun. I know faggots like you crave a real man's cock!" he said.
Billy barely batted an eyelid.
Adam continued "Get over here now, you prissy fag!"
Billy slowly complied, clutching a brown envelope with photos and a video on a portable storage drive of Adam's first bottoming experience.
"Yeah, I knew it! Come wrap those bitch lips on my cock, faggot! Don't worry, I'll pay ya...just leave that video on the sofa. I have tapes of all the little sluts I've fucked, all the bitches who keep coming back for more."
Billy stopped. "No...I won't." he said flatly. Adam leaned over and grabbed the younger man, ripping the video out of his hands and pushing him down to his knees. He ruffled Billy's hair, pulling the college boy's shirt off and thrusting back his shoulders so he could move in for an aggressive mouth-fuck. Adam couldn't remember how many girls he'd undressed in front of this sofa before bending them in half and enjoying their twats and assholes on the plush carpet.
"Yeah, bitch, suck that cock!" he sighed, relishing the return to his former state of mastery. Billy tentatively shied away from the pump cockhead that had broken in so many virgin holes.
"No, Adam...we had a deal. I'm not letting you touch me, not after the weekend!"
Adam growled, forcing his cock into Billy's mouth and moaning as the warm crevice engulfed his gigantic cock.
"Eat my dick, faggot! Get me wet for your cunt!"
On his knees with his mouth stuffed with Adam's 10-inch package, Billy reached down, searching for the paper envelope with the video footage. Adam kicked it away, pleased with how easy this re-reversal of roles had turned out to be. He was a natural top, a shark and killer, a slayer of pussy and ass! Lost in his moment of pleasure, flexing his biceps as he pulled Billy further down on his cock by the ears, he didn't see Billy's fingers casually flick open the switchblade...but he definitely felt the coldness of the sharp steel against his balls.
"Aaaaaaahhhh...." he exclaimed, a sharp intake of breath as he let go of Billy in shock. Frozen in fear, his legs remained clamped either side of Billy's head. Billy reached his other hand behind Adam, sliding one finger into Adam's sore hole as he spat the deflating cock out and eliciting a guttural moan from the jock who stood there like a statue, vulnerable to the elements.
"Look, Billy...let's talk ok?" he tried to maintain control as his voice quivered.
"I'll play nice...I'll let you ride my cock slowly, ok? I'll even suck your prick..."
Billy shook his head.
"C'mon don't do anything stupid! You've had your fun, so let's just swap videos ok?" Adam's tone had dropped to a huskier, humbler octave. The recently fucked man-slut found himself forced to negotiate from a point of extreme weakness, conceding more and more ground as his furrowed brow creased his handsome face.
"No can do, Ralston!" Billy said quietly. "You haven't learned your lesson..."
Billy held the cards now. He stood up, facing Adam's muscular chest.
The door swung open as Carlo stepped in, gingerly tiptoeing to Billy's side. He had never seen his master in such an embarrassing compromising position. Adam blushed crimson, his fine features chiselled onto the gorgeous model body that Carlo had serviced night after night. His huge cock, the automatic weapon that had felled nameless tops and pierced innumerable pussies now hung limply, as deflated as Adam's ego. Carlo handed Billy a package and retrieved the paper envelope, leaving the apartment as silently as he had come, not meeting Adam's gaze. The unfolding scene had been the subject of countless fantasies for Carlo, watching the big stud top held hostage to the whims of the younger Billy.
Billy kept the blade resting against Adam's hefty balls, removing his finger from the jock's anal cavity to reach for the package. He pulled out a dildo, slim and short with a flared head Adam opened his mouth to protest. "Billy, please! No, please man, I said I'd pay you! Please, just leave my ass alone, it hurts so much man!"
Pensively but purposefully, Billy licked his lips as he pushed the dildo into Adam's ass-canal. His broad shoulders rose and his feet slid apart to give it easier access, knowing full well that his tender hole couldn't hold back the plastic dildo. "Oooooooouuuuucccchhh!!!" he yelled, as he was forcibly penetrated by the synthetic knob in his own living room. "Agggghh!! Please, put some more lube on it!! Slow down, please!!"
"Nah, bitch, you've still got some of my sperm in ya, my swimmers should help you with the last few inches! C'mon, it's not as big as my cock..." he taunted.
Billy shoved it in halfway before pushing Adam to the floor so his ass crashed onto the plush rug as he impaled himself to the base of the vibrating plastic cock.
Adam lifted his hips like a flopping fish as Billy jacked the remote settings to maximum, triggering endless tingling feelings as it buzzed and massaged his sensitive prostate and caused his cock to rise again.
"Nnnnnngggghhh, arrrrrrggghhh!!!! fffffuuuucccckkk!!" Adam's guttural moans of protest echoed down the hallway as his hips bucked while the vibrator sodomised him. "Plllleeeease Billy!!! Fuck you!!! fuck!!! I'll fuck you so hard, fuck!!!! Arrrgggh!!" he shrieked, losing control of his inhibitions as his erection strained while the dildo vibrated in his hole, keeping him on the edge of cumming.
The day had started so promisingly, with the cocky jock taking back control, raping Billy's mouth...and here he was, strewn across the floor. Billy didn't like Adam's tone - his condescending attitude towards `fags' or his brute physical domination and refusal to accept that the tables had turned. The arrogant aggressive top needed to be taken down for good. The college student flicked a safety catch and pressed a blue button on the vibrator remote, holding it down for three full seconds.
Suddenly Adam's entire body spasmed in pain as an electric current shot through him, setting his muscles on fire, an explosion that emanated from his dildo-punctured asshole.
"Yyyyeeeeeeaaaaaaaarrrgggghhh!!!!!" he screamed, flopping about wildly. The `shock' setting caused his cock to erupt with a full load, hitting him in the face while his legs twitched like a frog on the carpet, flexing at the hip and knee before kicking out rapidly as the shock modulated his movements, like a marionette on a string. "Aaaaaiiiieeeee!!!! Fuck, fuck, fuck!! Arrrrggggh!!! Please, it hurts, you're burning me from the inside!!! Stop, please man, I'm begging you! Just fuck me, please Billy, just fuck me instead, I'll be good, I'm sorry, I'll be good!!" Adam was pleading and sobbing now, reaching for Billy's ankles and wailing like a whore. "Pleeeeeeease, just stop this thing, I can't take it, I'll ride your cock, I'll swallow your cum, you can fuck me all you like, just stop this, please!!!! Aggggghhhh!!!!! Please, I can't take the pain, it's splitting me open!!! I'll do anything, please...agggggghhhh!!!"
Billy smirked, the muscled jock top stud at his mercy, all that prime flesh marinated in his own cum. He turned off the shock mode and resumed maximum vibration, forcing open Adam's now much more willing mouth to return the face-fuck he'd been a victim of earlier. As Adam gagged, Billy slapped his face, yelling "no teeth, bitch!!" An exhausted and shocked Adam continued to suck hard on Billy's dick, slurping for all he was worth like an abused cheap prostitute. "You're gonna be a bitch for me, a man-pussy, aren't you?" Billy asked. Adam nodded sadly. "You're gonna take my cock when I say, right, slut? You're gonna do whatever I say?" Adam nodded again. "Yes...sir..." he whispered quietly.
Billy held a cloth over Adam's face, causing him to feel light-headed and woozy...like he was dropping into a vat of molasses, falling deeper into a muddy pit. Billy smiled...
"Good. Because when I'm done with you, your ass is gonna pay back every pussy and ass you've ever destroyed...and then some..."