Date: Mon, 16 Apr 2012 13:33:27 +0930 From: Mathew Elizabeth Subject: Billionaire Boy Master (gay-male, authoritorian, young-friends, highschool, trangender themes, control) Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This author will not be held responsible if this work gets into the wrong hands. This story contains consensual and intimidating descriptions of sexual activity between boys and older people. Please write: mathew_monkey@hotmail.com. I would like to hear if you like my story. Warning: If dark erotica isn't for you then you best leave. Most of my stories consist of characters questing for power at the expense of another person. Tormentors such as bullies are glorified and victims are either destroyed or demeaned to the point of depravity. The victim will never receive justice or mercy. (b-dom, bw, humil, bdsm, bb, bm) Billionaire Boy Master Chapter 1: King becomes a God By Mathew Elizabeth Hey there, the names Jared Martinez. I'm fourteen-years- old, and of Spanish decent and am considered extremely hot for my age. I have deep tanned hairless skin and a defined six-pack along with a massively thick 9-inch dick. I used to go to a public school but now I don't have to anymore. While I was there though I was king, and was also the most feared bully in middle school. I had beaten up so many faggots there should be a bomb fire of corpses to set fire to in the holidays. I had popped so much cherry while I was there too. Seriously girls wanted to put out for me all the time. When I turned twelve, I had already fucked a number of girl's; at that stage I was too horny not too. But too tell you the truth I fucked a sissy boy in my grade that year too. His name was Jamie Gingervine. Now don't get me wrong, I'm no faggot. He was, but not me. I love girls and that's all there is too it. But when a pretty little faggot like that walks into the boys change rooms stripping and shaking his little bubble butt to some ladies music, he's just asking to get fucked in the pooper. This kid wasn't just some normal looking guy either; he was blonde and pretty and was constantly bullied in school, especially by me. My boyz and I would usually stare and watch him. We would laugh at how his butt wiggled with his little steps he made when he walked. His butt was beefy and juicy like the girls a couple years older than us. He was a born slut, a future shemale for sure. My friends and I never admitted it at the time, but we always thought Jamie Gingervine had the best butt in the grade. I was alone with faggot Jamie in the change room. That's when I made my move. I grabbed him by the neck and pulled him into one of the toilet cubicles to his protest. "What are you doing Jared?" "Shut up fag! Fuckin face the toilet bowl and show me that pretty ass!" Jamie was blushing and looked back at me submissively with his pretty watery eyes. What a little bitch. "Come on!" I said wide-eyed with delirious angry lust "You were shaking and dancing it before weren't yu! Fucking give me a show!" I pushed him hard on his back and he fell forward into the toilet bowl. He made a soft whiny bellow as if he was winded and fell on his knees. I pounced on him and grabbed at his waist, tugging at his school shorts and pulling his upper legs and ass up to make him present it properly too me. I then pulled his pants down. I flopped my (at that stage) 7-inch cock out and pulled his pink underpants down, I remember his white pale cheeks slightly bounced as the fabric slid downwards. Jamie started to make submissive whimpering and softly started to bounce and wiggle his bottom for me. That got me very horny; I was very pleased that he was surrendering his butt to me. I quickly jerked my cock to hardness. I lunged forward hard and penetrated him. Faggot Jamie bellowed and cried in both pain and ecstasy. I held him down tightly as he squealed. I slammed in and out of him harder and harder, wedging my cock further and further in his tight little pooper. I was never this rough with girls; but I just didn't care how much it hurt him. I jack hammered his pretty little butt for five minutes before I violently shoved his face in the toilet bowl. I then shuddered and jazzed inside of him. I remember leaving the change room looking back at him with a smirk. Jamie's face was still in the toilet bowl, his little butt leaking cum for all to see. For the following weeks to no surprise Jamie and I never spoke of the incident. If he ever did I would have beat him up and mangle his pretty little face, which would be a shame. So we continued our school life as normal. Everyone knows I am the best farter you will ever meet. Other than scoring bitches it's my best talent. I am the fart king. I lose count on how many times I let one rip a day, no joke. I would fart with my friends when we drunk beer and smoked weed. I would fart a lot in class and almost everyone would laugh and applaud me. That's everyone, except that faggot nerd Jamie. I didn't care, I was going to make him appreciate it one way or the other later on. My friends and I followed faggot Jamie down the corridor after class. As soon as he passed the boys toilets we sprinted towards him and pulled him in there to his silent protest. One of my friends had his hand firmly covering Jamie's mouth and nose. We pushed him in the open area where two other boys were already pissing on the open compartment on the wall. My friends shoved him into the brick wall opposite them. I remember the look of horror on his face while I was unbuckling my pants. I turned around with a cheeky grin and showed him my bare ass. "Here faggot, I got a present for you," I laughed wiggling it at him. Jamie struggled within my friends grasp, but to no avail. I pressed my muscly bare butt towards his face. As soon as I felt his lips between my crack I let loose a massive fart. All my friends laughed and Jamie squealed. The two boys that were pissing laughed as well and joined us in the circle in laughing at him. "You like that you dirty faggot?" I laughed and taunted "You like getting farted on?" My friends laughed even harder. I looked back at Jamie and continued to fart. I knew I was stronger and tougher than him and he was just a faggot. A girly boy that gets beat up, fucked in the pooper and farted on. Even before the near future events unfolded before me, I was already king of the kids. That year, my family won the world's largest lottery. The prize was five-hundred-million dollars, and it was a worldwide event. Our family cashed in from the publicity too, reporters would pay thousands and thousands to interview us. By the time everything settled down, my family was worth over a billion dollars. We owned huge acres of land and my mother and father gave me a second mansion that was built and situated at the opposite end of the owned land, ten miles away from them. It was not as big as my parent's mansion but it was three stories high and had almost forty rooms. I left school that year and never had to work a day in my life again. I could use all my money and power to buy whatever I wanted. This year I have thrown all my insecurities aside. I had too much money and power to worry about reputation at high school and meaningless things like that. I can now live out the fantasies all straight tough jock boys like me wanted to live out in their wildest dreams but never admit. My mind this year has been buzzing. I'm fourteen I have been offered and recommended prostitute after prostitute and bought them in all kinds shapes and colours. Morale doesn't seem to matter for clientele when your pretty much a billionaire. I have even bought twenty or so Brazilian and Columbian faggot sissy whores that are slaves and active furniture in my mansion. Some are just pretty looking cross-dressers but most are pre-op shemale super-models with the biggest and best boobs and bubble butts you will ever lay eyes on. In other words I am a god over these faggots. Don't get me wrong I hire women in there thirties to satisfy my needs for vagina. I usually hire very attractive woman who have had a son or two, I'm a big fan of milf's. Some of the women I fucked were old enough to be my mother who was thirty-five. But the truth is there are too many complications with women when your trying the treat them like objects. They have monthly cycles, may or may not get pregnant so may require maternity leave, and are very protective over their rights which could mean a potential lawsuit even against a sweet baby faced 14-year-old billionaire like me. So word around the blog say that Shemales were the way to go if I wanted personal house sex slaves. Boy was I not disappointed. These bitches had the best Butts I had ever seen. Especially the Brazilian ones because they had the fattest. I've fucked three of them and I'm not fucking done by any means. Yes they had cocks but that was fine I just ignored that. The fact that they have dicks means that they can't get pregnant, no monthly cycles and technically they are males so no one gives a shit about their rights particularly when they would be charged for carnal knowledge for letting a minor bum-fuck them. I invite all my friends over now and then and they saw the light on how bitches like Jamie should be treated. They relished on the service my Tranny sluts gave them. I was god now and not enough freedom of speech in the world was going to convince me otherwise. I simply have too much money. ' To be continued.. If you want to know more about Jared's billionaire exploits email me on mathew_monkey@hotmail.com and I might make a larger series out of it.