You Know You Want Me by BladerIowa@aol.com
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---------------------------------------------------- "Faggot." The word came out as Chad sneered. I hated that word. Sure, I never minded it when someone called me "girlfriend" or "Mary" or "faggot" in a comical sense, but this was abuse.
"You're a fucking faggot and you know you want me." I was humiliated and my face burned with embarrassment and realization.
Chad had moved in to the rooming house where I was living. At age 22, he'd gone nowhere in life. A college dropout jumping job to job, he was everything I detested and everything I determined never to become. Chad was a washed up ex high school football jock. He wasn't a bad looking guy. I liked his brown hair and eyes. I couldn't help but notice the bulge in his jeans. He wasn't a slouch, but his drinking had given him a slight potbelly and a big attitude. He sure thought all the women thought he was something. Nobody had the heart to tell him wasn't all that. At least nobody until I came along.
One too many times I came home and found my food was consumed and it pissed me off. This had been going on for two months. An argument had ensued and when this moron couldn't hold his own, he started verbally abusing me.
"Come on, admit it. If I whipped my cock out right now you'd suck it. You want me. You always have and you can't control it."
I could see the venom in his eyes. He was an angry person. He wanted to lash out and crush his opponents. I just happened to be the person in the way. I wish sick of it.
"Fuck you!" I retorted. "Look at yourself in the mirror. You're not all that. Maybe five years ago I would have wanted you, but you're a mess. You're getting fat and you can't even get any pussy. You're so fucking jealous of me it's sickening."
"Jealous of what?" he asked. "A faggot bookworm that's gonna die of AIDS someday? Admit it. You know you want me. You can't control it."
Secretly, I did want him. Chad represented everything I hated in life. All through my high school years I'd been mocked and humiliated by the other guys. Sure, though I was a brain and knew that someday I was going to make a good living using my talents, these years were hard. But I couldn't admit I wanted him. I actually liked being humiliated by him too. That made it even worse. But no way was he ever going to know that.
"Admit it Brett. You want me so bad you can hardly stand it" he hissed. "You want to suck my cock."
"Fuck you. No way in hell."
Chad got off the couch and approached me. I was terrified his going to beat the shit out of me or something. Instead he reached for the zipper of his fly.
"I can see you're interested." I quickly looked away. I heard the metallic teeth unmeshing. My mind raced, but I still looked away. I couldn't quite picture what was in front of me. Cut or uncut? Big or small? Hard of soft? I had to know, but I couldn't.
"Look at me." I kept looking away.
"Look at me or I'll kick the fuck out of you."
I looked up at his menacing face. I'll never forget the sneer on his lips.
"Look at it. You know you want to. Can't trust yourself can you? You know you want to" he taunted me.
Nobody taunts me. I looked for a second. It was a medium sized cock in a bush of black pubes. I noticed it was soft and cut. It was just an ordinary looking cock. I looked back at him.
"So what?" I asked.
"Look at it again. I saw your eyes. Unless you're afraid to admit you want me."
I looked again. Chad wrapped his right hand around his cock and stroked it slowly. There was a little extra skin on the shaft and it slid back and forth as he slowly rubbed it. I noticed it swelled a bit.
"That's what I thought. You like that cock. It gets nice and fat. Suck it."
I shook my head and looked away. I was rapidly weakening. I wanted that cock in my mouth in the worst way. It was a nice cock but I was afraid. If I tried to suck it I was giving in. He might beat the fuck out of me if I tried. My mind was racing.
"Look at it. I need to get some head and you want to suck it. Look at it again or you'll be eating your own teeth."
I cautiously looked at the dick in front of me. It had grown even fatter and was about half-hard. I didn't mean to, but as I gazed at the big meat, I lightly licked my lips. Chad noticed it.
"So you do want it. I saw you lick your lips. Come and get it faggot. I knew you couldn't resist."
I didn't say a word. Chad smirked.
"You're gonna suck it or I'll beat the fuck out of you. I know you want it so you're gonna suck it. Why not admit and enjoy it?" I looked away again.
Chad approached me and as I glanced down I could see his dick was completely hard now. His eyes were glazed and I could smell the beer on his breath. There was a look of urgency on his face. His dick was now six inches from my face and I closed my eyes and tightened my jaw shut. There was a long silence and then a sudden
SMACK! I gasped as pain seared through the right side of my face. Tears welled up and I tightened my jaw even tighter. SMACK! After the second hit I gasped as the burning sensation penetrated my cheek.
My mouth was only open a second, but it gave him the time he needed to ram his cock into my mouth and throat. I gagged from the thickness of his dick and tears streamed down my assaulted face.
"You bite me and I will KILL you" he snarled. "Suck it."
Chad grunted and I could smell the funky sweat of his crotch as he impaled my throat. My throat relaxed and became accustomed to the thrusts. Chad grabbed my hair and he settled into a rhythm as he pounded into my throat. I could hear from his grunts and moans that he was enjoying it. Then he stopped.
"Lick my ass." I shuddered. I couldn't. Not only was he a would-be rapist, he was not even that clean. I couldn't. I wouldn't. As he pulled his pants the rest of the way off, I couldn't help stealing a look at his white ass. I little trace of black hair lined the crack. I didn't move as he pushed the big ass into my face. I didn't have any choice but to do as he said so I stuck my tongue out and licked his hole. Chad obviously liked my efforts.
After a few minutes, he spun around and shoved his dripping dick back into my mouth. Grabbing my head, Chad quickened his thrusts. I could see he was getting into this and it was a nice cock so I got into and started rubbing my finger around his asshole. I worked his dick with my tongue and I could feel the meat thickening in my mouth and throat.
Chad grunted and I could feel him getting ready to ejaculate. I rubbed the spot under his balls and I felt a surge. A large wad of cum shot out of his cock and into my throat. Three more followed it and then it was over. I swallowed every drop of it. He pulled out of my mouth.
I didn't say anything. I was too humiliated.
"I knew you wanted me. You didn't seem to mind too much. You're going to suck me off whenever I want it from now on. In fact, I think I might bring some friends over. I have myself a cocksucker here and he can't say no."
I remained silent. I started to get up.
"Hey faggot, I didn't say you could go anywhere. I wanna get off again."
I looked at his pecker. It was still hard. I looked him right in the eye and opened my mouth. I was everything he said I was. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------
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