Date: Thu, 10 Aug 2017 23:10:58 -0400
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Subject: Jock Tease: Swim Meat (Installment 4)

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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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