Date: Tue, 26 Jan 2021 13:08:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Deal Part Seven (Young Friends) Tom took a step towards Jamie whose new found resolve disappeared like early morning fog. His resolve had been so strong one minute, now it was gone. He'd forgotten all the words he was going to say. Tom was physically so much bigger than Jamie that they both knew he had no real choice. Jamie was fuming though. How dare Tom shout and threaten him like that. What was he thinking? Jamie had kept his part of the deal. Tom had just lost the plot. Overreacting because he didn't like Jamie standing up to him. However Jamie knew he was trapped and he did as he was told. He stripped off and headed towards the bed. Tom intercepted him and roughly pushed him face down on the bed. He got behind Jamie and Jamie could hear him fiddling with his trousers. "What now? You going to rape me then Tom?" Jamie asked. He wanted to let Tom know that he didn't want this. Or at least he didn't want it like this. He wanted sex with nice Tom. The nice Tom that had started to show itself was being replaced by the old arsehole Tom. One who he worried was about to rape him. Tom faltered slightly as Jamie's words stung him. He was a mess of emotions and he knew it. He wasn't thinking straight and he was out of control. He tried to calm himself but it was proving difficult. "No Jamie. I'm not going to rape you. I am going to fuck you and I'm going to fuck you hard. But it's not rape. Because you want this. You know you do. In fact I am going to get you to beg for it," Tom said, squeezing Jamie's bum cheeks. "No fucking way," Jamie said angrily struggling but Tom kept him pushed down and trapped his arm. "I'm sick of your back chat resisting and disrespecting me. I'm helping you Jamie! Here this will shut you up! Now stop being such a fucking baby.," Tom's said, stuffing a pair of used pants into Jamie's mouth causing him to choke slightly. He left him like that for what felt like an age as Jamie struggled. "Jamie, I'm going to pull these pants out of your mouth. Then I want you tell me you want me to fuck you," Tom said with a neutral to his voice. Tom felt like he was getting himself back under control but the situation had definitely spiralled. Jamie tried to speak but it was muffled through the fabric of his pants. Tom pulled them away and Jamie let rip. "No fuck off. Get the fuck off me and let me out of here. You are never fucking me ever again you bastard." Jamie was angry. Furious. But a small part of him was fighting to take control from the rest of him. The part that realised Tom was right and he probably did want this. Not quite like this though. Tom shoved the pants back inside Jamie's mouth, silencing him. Jamie's struggle dissipated as he began to realise there was no point struggling. He couldn't fight Tom off. Then to this surprise it wasn't Tom's dick he felt at his hole. It was his finger. Tom surprisingly gently pushed the finger into him "Mmmppphhh," Jamie moaned through the fabric. His body betraying him, refusing to let him be angry with Tom as he rubbed the finger on the spot inside that felt good. Tom did it gently but with enough pressure that Jamie was soon rock hard and moaning into his pants. He felt his dick harden painfully against his trapped body. Despite his best efforts to stay angry, other emotions just as powerful welled up to replace it. Tom continued to use his finger and Jamie started to relax into it. He cursed that he couldn't help himself but he knew he was enjoying it. Tom then removed the finger and rubbed his dick head up and down Jamie's crack repeatedly. Circling it around his hole at times. Jamie was now almost panting with lust. He'd lost it. Tom was clearly in charge. They both knew what was coming. He suddenly realised despite everything he was desperate for it. Tom sensed it too. "Tell me you want me to fuck you," He whispered surprisingly gently in Jamie's ear as he pulled the pants out of Jamie's mouth again. This time the fight from Jamie had all gone. His dignity was in tatters and he only had honesty left. "I want you to fuck me," Jamie said, embarrassed and humiliated but he knew it was true. No point lying to himself or Tom about it anymore. "With my big fat cock?" "With your big fat cock," Jamie said softly. He cursed his body for responding the way it had but he really did want this. Tom had played him like a piano and he was now desperate to be fucked again. He'd thought he was going to take charge and tell Tom the deal was over. Instead Tom had taken things to another level of control. Tom wasn't the one who could be manipulated through sex. Jamie realised he was the one who could. "See I told you that you really wanted it Jamie. Now just relax and enjoy it," Tom said, stroking Jamie's cheek. The gentleness of the gesture surprised Jamie. Tom had flipped in a matter of minutes from being aggressive to being gentle. At times it was like he had a split personality. Or maybe he'd just calmed down a bit and realised he'd overstepped the mark Jamie thought, He felt Tom's hard dick now line up with his hole. With a push from Tom and a relaxing of the muscles from Jamie, all of a sudden Tom was in. Jamie gasped and winced in pain. It wasn't quite as bad as last time when he'd been penetrated for the first time. He guessed that Tom's finger work had helped loosen him up. However Tom''s dick was big and really filled him up. It definitely wasn't completed painless. Tom held it there. His balls pushed up against Jamie. "Hmm do you want me to stop and pull out? Or do you want me to fuck you Jamie?" "Fucking hell just fuck me Tom,"Jamie pleaded all decorum long since gone. Tom started thrusting in and out and Jamie was soon loving every minute of it. "See....I .....knew......you..........wanted......this...didn't ...you," Tom said between gasping thrusts. His hard cock rubbing Jamie up deep inside him. causing him to start to feel amazing. "Mmmpph...Oh god...........nnnggghhh....I fucking....did...ooooffff..,"Jamie replied between whimpers and moans. The room was full of the sound of moaning and grunting as well as the slap slap of skin against skin. Jamie knew he should feel humiliated and embarrassed by what Tom was doing to him but he didn't care anymore. He was loving it and there was no point pretending otherwise. Then with a cry of release Tom shot deep inside Jamie who unloaded his cum onto Tom's bed at the same time. The stimulation of his prostate but also the weight of Tom on top of him pushing his dick into his mattress set him off. It was the most intense orgasm of his life. They both got their breaths back and Tom stroked Jamie's bum cheek as he softened and pulled out. "Wow, your arse is so fucking tight. I can't get enough of it and I know you can't get enough of me fucking you either," Tom said giggling slightly. "Hmmm. Well I enjoyed it but I don't like the way you treated me. One minute you're nice. Next minute you're a complete arsehole. Then you're nice again.You would have raped me if I hadn't have agreed to it. Whether I wanted you to or not!" Jamie replied angry and annoyed despite the enjoyment of what he'd just done. "Of course I wouldn't have raped you. I was right. I knew you wanted it," Tom said but he did look a bit guilty. Jamie saw this and decided to strike while nice Tom was back. Maybe he could still be manipulated through sex? "I'll let it go Tom. I enjoyed it once you were nice to me. So yes you can fuck me again next time. On one condition though." "Oh? I'm not sure you can change the deal Jamie." Tom replied but unlike before his tone was warm rather than angry. He'd got laid and he was pleased he'd managed to control his emotions. As a result he was happy to hear what Jamie had to say. Jamie was still having second thoughts though as last time he tried to put his foot down it had gone down badly. However now was the time to try it when Tom was in a post orgasmic glow. "After what you almost did and what happened at school the deal is almost at breaking point. It should be off but we both know I enjoy what you do to me as do you. However I still want to renegotiate due to what's happened this week. Just a minor change. Nothing major. I want something off you. I want to be able to ask you to do something for me and you agree to it. I'm not sure what yet. Nothing sexual. Don't worry I won't be expecting you to let me fuck you." "Not that I'd let you," Tom interjected with a snort. Jamie ignored him and continued. "When I come on Sunday I'll tell you. I need to think it through. Now I guess I should get cleaned up and we can do school work. Oh I shot my cum on your bed by the way. Sorry about that," Jamie said, not sounding particularly apologetic. "Oh well it'll clear up in the wash. Ooh actually, you came! Just from me fucking you? Damn, I'm good!" Tom said with a massive grin at Jamie who just shook his head with a smile. When Tom was nice he was very nice. It was just a shame he was an arse at times. They cleaned off in the bathroom and got dressed in case Tom's parents came home. They then sat down together and did their homework. Jamie was pleased to see that Tom was really pushing himself and actually working his arse off for a change. They finished and Jamie headed off home. Tom lay on his bed, his mind still a maelstrom of thoughts and emotion. He'd thought he was in charge. He thought that this would fix him but it seemed to be making things worse. Back at his house Jamie spent the rest of the evening thinking about Sunday. What should he ask of Tom? Tom might change his mind by Sunday anyway. Jamie let his hand wander down to his dick and his mind wander to what happened earlier. The feeling of Tom's big cock inside him, filling him up with cum. He liked the way Tom dominated him but he also saw the whole thing as unbalanced. He wanted more power in whatever it was between them. For now though he wanked his dick as he pretended Tom was inside him. For the second time that day Jamie had an amazing orgasm and fell asleep wondering what happened next.