Date: Mon, 08 May 2006 21:42:06 +0000
From: Steven Dryer <myinches@hotmail.com>
Subject: My inches (Chapter nr. 5)

My inches 5

by Steven Dryer
Email: myinches@hotmail.com
(comments from readers welcomed)


My Inches 5

Hi, it's me Phil. You remember, the high-school boy with the sweet, innocent
face, the small, thin, body, and the big, BIG, cock. The powerful cock that
my principal Sam Barnes fell for. Talking about principal Barnes. I have
just had a delicious day with him in his office. In just about 90 minutes he
has made me so glad and has assumed his place as my cock sucker and sex
slave. I have throated him and fucked his ass. The top session of it all was
with no doubt when he licked my sweaty ass. Then he succumbed to me and gave
me the access code on the school computer system key. I am hard thinking
about the past 90 minutes. This very minute I am sitting in the fancy
leather principal chair stark naked and have my enourmous dick deep in
Barnes mouth. He didn't want to be throated so he gave me the system key and
thought that licking my dick afterwards would save him. What a jerk to
believe this shit. So now I am throating Barnes and I am now feeding him
loads of fresh young teenage cum. Already they are two and Barnes is very
busy taking it.

The look on Barnes face said it all. He was afraid of me and had come to
realize that he was a bottom bitch to sixteen year old Phil Howard. After
all -- who can handle things when they have ended in that kind of situation?
Not even that fucking egocentric principal could and the others I wanted to
take on could not handle things like that I thought. The very minute I
shoved my large dick up Barnes ass I knew I was on the verge of taking all
the guys I wanted to take on. Fucking Barnes was on the top of my sex slave
list and to get to him I used that jerk Jones and bingo it was fucking piece
of cake. I have achieved everything I wanted to when I decided to break in
Barnes. From now on it would be just a pleasure. I knew it. And boy I sure
as hell was over the moon this very minute at Friday afternoon in the
principal's office. Barnes was on his knees and was this very minute
throated bigtime. His mouth was stretched wide and he was taking it in very
fast but he couldn't drink everything. We both knew it now that there was no
way going back from this situation.

The very minute I fed Barnes the third load he knew he could not get the
upper hand on this thing. He had been taken and would from now on have to
take things on my terms. I saw it in his eyes that he was liking this more
and more. Those that have been through this kind of brutal treatment know
that in time the bitch will broke in and start to enjoy the scene although
it's tough taking a large cock in mouth or ass. Barnes was probably going
through the emotions. Everyone in this position had to. I wanted to make
this scene a very brutal one and take him in fast. I would not leave this
office until he knew that there was a new master in his life. I saw it on
his face that he was coming to terms with things. I felt that Barnes was
getting the hang of it on being throated. He could take the cum much better
and was getting the picture much better. This was surely going the right
way. I was getting used to this much better kind of principal treatment from
Barnes.

I took my inches out of Barnes mouth. He took time to gain ground and was
breathless. But he could much better take a cock than the first time. I was
fast as a cat and spinned of the chair and kicked it away. I layed Barnes
down and had him pinned down by the desk in no time. "Cock sucker damn you
are getting good. You are much better student than principal. That's for
sure! How about catching up some principal fuck from before. I want to fill
you up again bitch" He had no words but got the picture very clearly. I
looked down into his cum-stained face and said: "Get ready to take it
bitch". He just put his legs on my shoulders and knew what was coming. I put
my cock in fast and without lube. Things were coming in fine form on this
afternoon with Barnes. I had broken this shithead in much faster than I ever
thought possible. My cock went in and Barnes took it like a man and could
handle it much better than before.

I went deep into his guts and took him. He was now my property and I felt
very nice about things. At first he was very afraid but as the minutes past
he got it more going. When I went past his prostate gland he became
vulnerable and said: "Oh yeah oh Phil just take me, this is getting so
good." I smiled into his face and said: "Oh bitch you're gonna get fucked
real good don't worry about that!". I fucked him without mercy and pumped in
and out fast and furious. I slapped his ass as I told him that he was my
fuckin whore and I'll be wearing his ass as I see fit. Barnes was fit (no
doubt about that) and his hole was squeezing very well around my shaft
sucking me with every stroke. My big cock was long, hard and young. Barnes
was clearly liking it this time and I had felt his weak point and I was sure
as hell taking him on that point and fucking him very hard on that terms. It
was sure hell of a nice development to have broken him in and having him
enjoy being fucked. Barnes was now completely at my will, he was my cock toy
to be played with -- his principal ass had been taken by me and was my
property. I called to him: "Ready to be spermed bitch?? Ask to be filled up
Barnes!!"

Barnes pleaded: "Oh Phil please fill me up, oh please this is beyond kinky.
I want your cum". I was fucking rad at this point. Barnes was craving for my
cum and wanted to be filled up -- was pleading me to take him. He was about
to take my cum. Talking down to him, I told him that he's the meat my cock's
been waiting for, was one of a kind. I couldn't take him on more enough and
I got extra hard over this situation as I began pumping my teenage cum into
his gut. As I filled Barnes up he went over it and was out of control on
this moment. He said: "Oh yeah oh it's hot I like it now Phil". I grinned
into his eyes: "Glad to hear that cum breath cause you're getting many loads
this winter. From now on we will meet everyday at school and I will fill you
up. After your takedown today I will sure as hell remind you of your bottom
status. I thought to myself that this was enough for the day and took my
dick out of his stretched ass. This had been wonderful day.

I let him go and called down to him: "Now lick my balls Barnes. I want you
to take good care of them and lick them clean." Barnes went down fast on my
balls and started to lick. Oh it was just wonderful. He did his best and was
damn good at taking good care of my balls. He took his time and was
excellent on it. I spewed load on his face in return. He was really
cumstained. I loved watching this former tirant with my cum on his face. I
laughed out loud as he realized what had happened. He sucked the most part
of and swallowed. I grinned: "Hey fucking bitch, you sure as heck are full
of my cum at this moment. I hope you can take so much teen cum down your
body." I grinned at him and he was almost shy to me. I saw that he was now
my underdog and I could say or do anything at all to him. He was no threat
to me anymore. Barnes had been taken and would from now do anything sexually
degrading as I thought possible to him. My life had taken a pleasurable turn
and from now on life at school would be more easy.

I again sat at the leather chair and took time to look at the computer. When
I sat down and made me comfortable Barnes came up and took my dick. He was
clearly craving on my cock and took it without being told to. I looked down
into that bitch principal grinning: "Damn you are a quick learner. I can see
that from now on we will have pleasureable times together. Especially I
think that you will be fed very much cum from now on." I just laughed and
kept on doing what I had before as Barnes was engulfing my cock and taking
it bigtime. I saw that on the inner system was a notebook the principal was
having on some students that the other teachers saw and they commented
together on. I clicked on my file and saw that he looked at me as a
troublesome young boy that had to be dealt with and taken care of at once. I
laughed out loud and looked down at my latest cock sucker that was busy
pleasuring me and was damn eager on his mission. This cock sucker had lost
the power over me and was now nothing but a cum bucket. He had fallen down
on the dick of a student he regarded as a problem.

What a triumph I thought as I looked down on Barnes that was becoming more
and more the perfect cock sucker. He was out of it -- craving on my cock and
completely under the spell of it. He was totally gone in lust as he licked
the dick like a lollipop. I couldn't resist and taunted him: "I am reading
your file on me bitch. I fucking know who is being taken care of. You are
now licking the dick of that troublesome boy and I think you fell off guard
real bad bitch. In return I am filling your mouth of a troublesome guy's
sperm. It will be my way of saying you failed controlling me but became my
property on the way. I'm sure glad that this new kind of relationship has
been marked on your body. Take it bitch. I'm cummming!!" I filled him up at
the same moment I turned again to the computer and saw that he had also
wrote on me these words in the system: "Phil Howard should be learned to
discipline and take orders from the teachers. His report shows that he lacks
control."

I became hysterical with laughter. This was poignant as the situation was.
Now he himself was under my control and from now on he would do nothing to
lecture me. Those days were certainly over. I had taken Barnes completely
and nothing was left of him but being my bitch. I had him by the balls --
after all at this very moment he was being spermed by me and he licked my
dick like a pro. Sure as hell his days as a dominant figure had ended. I
wrote on the inner system: " I will handle mr. Howard from now on. He needs
no lectures. He will from now on come to my office everyday at 1500 and stay
there for as long time as necessary. I think it is best that I will take
care of his needs and talk to him. I have come to know the boy very well and
I think it is best if I keep guard on his situation and try to solve it the
next weeks. Regards, Mr. Barnes." My mission was after all to get to the
system to provide a strategy to be at his office everyday by "his" request.
That was accomplished. But I will use it more and more from now on I
thought.

Barnes was eagerly licking my crown at the same time as I sent this message
to all my teachers. It was fucking rad. Barnes was like a small boy. He
couldn't let go of my dick and was in love. Damn it will be nice having him
licking me every day from now on. But this was good for now. I think this
day of taking charge of Sam Barnes life is enough both for me and him. He
will need some days now to melt this new turn of events. I took my dick out
of his mouth but he just stared at it craving for it in lust. He stared up
into my eyes pleading for more. I said to him: "Hey bitch this is good for
the day but I will be coming next on Monday to take care of you more. Damn
we will have pleasure ahead of us in your office. You will get more on
Monday. Then it is on with the show." I grinned to his pitiful expression
this moment. I then called out loud with determination: "Hey fag shit where
are my boxers and baggy pants? I need them pronto. Go look for them NOW!! He
went looking for them. I laughed out loud. He was like a puddy in my hands.

He fumbled looking for my clothes and after a while came with it. I took my
baggy pants but he held onto the colorful boxers and looked at it very much.
He sniffed it and was staring onto it. I smiled and dragged him on to my
crotch: "If you want to sniff just go ahead and do it bitch". I was grinning
over how things were after the day. Barnes was mine now and from now on this
would be pleasure taking him on and dominating him. I took the boxers and
put them on. Then I put on my t-shirt and baggy pants. Barnes was stunned
and speechless at my feet staring up into my eye. He didn't know what to do.
I had to leave because I was going to my next assignment in less than 30
minutes as planned before. I was packed and about to leave. I had to look
down into the helpless face of Sam Barnes, my cock sucker. "From now on
Barnes you are a piece of ass and a head to me - nothing more. I will from
now on make you mine and this was wonderful beginning."

I said to him: "Hey Barnes go clean up the cum stains on the carpet and by
the leather chair back there. You don't want the ladies that clean this
office to find cum stains in the principal's office, or what?" I laughed out
loud and was over the moon. Barnes face was just white. He just stared at my
crotch and then in my face. I said in his eye with dominant look: "I have to
go bitch but we will meet here at 1500 on Monday. Then we will keep on the
fun. Then we can take this all over again in smaller doses. Just be prepared
for my kind of lectures ahahaha hey right Barnes?" I looked at my watch and
saw that the time was 18:25. I had been there for over two whole hours but
it seemed a lot longer. I had to be at other place before 1900 so I thought
this was good for the day. "OK I am heading away. We will see each other on
Monday. This day was a beginning for us and your mine now. Don't forget it.
By that words I took my back pack and headed off and smiled to Barnes as
left his office.

I went to the sport hall of the school and wanted to get a good shower
before what was next. I felt like the king of the world after the day going
through the day in my mind under the streaming water in the hot and fresh
shower. I got dressed, put on another boxers and put the dirty one in the
back pack. The time was 18:35 and I had still enough time. The thing is I
talked today in between sessions to one of my friends, Joe Wilson. We had
been friends since I moved into his neighbourhood when I was seven. We
instantly became friends. We have been very close all the nine years since
then. Joe has an older brother and sister. His sister, Thelma, was 22 and
had moved away and was at college in Texas. His brother, Michael, was 20 and
has been ever since I remember lived for sports in all kinds, mostly
football. He is now the star of the town's football team and is now the idol
of every kid in town. He is also every girl's dream. His is very pleased
with himself and is very arrogant and determined guy.

Most of you are probably thinking about why I am mentioning this now when I
am getting dressed after a shower in the sport hall of the school I fucked
Sam Barnes in this Friday afternoon? Well Joe had told me that afternoon
that he and his parents were going to Texas for the weekend to meet Thelma
and her boyfriend -- they are expecting their first child. Joe told one
significant thing. Mike (a blonde football god) would stay at home while
they are in Texas and would be home after football practice at 18:50. I
talked around the subject to Joe. He has always been a talker and he told me
most of it. I thought to myself that now was a perfect time to meet football
god Mike Wilson alone and talk some sense into him. As the time came for
walking from the school to Lane Road 24, where the Wilson house was, I
finished getting dressed. I opened my drawer and took out things I would
like to have with me. They would surely come in handy on a great tonight at
the Wilson home. I thought to myself that tonight will be the perfect
evening.

It was getting darker now at 18:45 when I started the short (ten minute)
walk from school to Lane Road. On the way I thought about today and my
victory over Sam Barnes and meanwhile thought about possible victories
ahead. I had come to realize that I could get to conquer anyone I would want
to become inferior to me. Mike Wilson had ever since I first met him nine
years ago disliked that I was Joe's friend. He thought that a skinny and
nerdy kid like me was not good enough friend to his dark hair handsome
brother. He had always blamed me for Joe not entering sports because we were
both movie fans and I had teached him to enjoy movies and indoor hobbies and
he had no interest in sport what so ever. He thought he became nerd type
because of my influence. It is understatement to say that Mike hated me. He
was not pleased with me and Joe becoming friends and took on the same
hobbies and stuff. Most often when we met he called me Twerp and Skinny. I
absolutely hated it and had just about had enough of it.

At 18:55 I came to Lane Road. It was a very pleasant and good street. The
one only perfect american families live by I thought -- families that share
the american dream. It was a good neighbourhood. Suddenly I was at Lane Road
24. Lights were on inside and Mike Wilson's car was outside. He was at home
and now I was about to put into action my plan for the evening. I got hard
thinking about my strategy that I had thought about and made on just the
last hour before I met Barnes and after I talked to Joe at school. He and
his family headed to Texas at 1700 and were long gone by now. The Wilson
family car was of course not at home so I had the house to myself. I did not
know whether my plan would work but I thought to myself that Mike Wilson was
just like any other guy although a sport stud and football god. Now was the
time to make things happen. The time was ticking to 1900 and I made my last
steps at the door and as I walked up the steps to the big and elegant family
home I had come to about thousand times I knew that this visit was not a
ordinary one. I got at the door and pressed the doorbell.

After a few seconds waiting Mike Wilson came to the door. He became very
pissed when he noticed me at the door. I said before he could talk: "Hi Mike
is Joe home?" He gave me that arrogant look and said: "Twerp! Joe is not at
home. He and mom and dad went to Texas to visit Thelma and Don for the
weekend. They will be at home on Monday. So don't waste your breath on
meeting him on this weekend. Would you mind Twerp, I was just watching TV
and would like to...." Before Mike could end his sentence I said with sad
look: "Oh Mike that's too bad. I have to talk to someone right now and get
some man advice on very important thing. I wanted to talk to Joe so I don't
know what to do about it." Mike saw that I was very saddened and started to
melt: "Wow Twerp are you just realizing now that you need a man's advice on
things? It's about time. But I don't know any MAN that can help a complete
case like you. You're the perfect nerd and have absolutely nothing manly
about your character. Were you planning on talking about Joe on manly
things? You two always talk about non manly things".

Mike just talked and talked full of his damn ego. I had got him started. I
broke his talking by saying: "I just need some real man to talk to. I can't
talk about my problem to anyone. This is a little private matter and I need
someone with the skills to talk like a man". I knew I had got him by this,
taking on how manly he was. I kept on: "I can see that I can't talk to
anyone here with Joe not around." Mike then said: "Well if you need advice
you can talk to me Twerp. I don't know nothing manly about your character.
Where are you going to begin?" He laughed at me and then said: "OK you come
on right in and talk to me about things. I am not Joe, all nerdy and
innocent but you can talk to me Skinny if you need some guy advice." I then
said: "OK maybe it's the best. I don't know if I can trust you but we can
talk maybe. Can I come in Mike?" He answered: "Yeah you can if you want
Twerp. I am alone at home and we can talk I think. But remember I am no
Oprah. So if you need that kind of advice Phil back off please. I am not
about to help some basket cases you know."

Mike invited me in. I had reached step number one and was inside the Wilson
home. It was the very first time that Mike Wilson and I were alone together.
This was pretty special. I never thought that I would ever get that close to
him, at least not at the family home. I had often come there when he and Joe
were at home. Now we were completely alone. Mike closed the door and told me
to go into the living room in the TV lounge. I sat down and put my back pack
on the couch. Mike sat in the oppisite couch: "OK Twerp what is bothering
you? I really don't know if I can help you but shoot so we can get this over
with. I want to get on watching TV and I would really like to get you out as
soon as possible because I am about to call my girlfriend so I can check if
she wants to come over. I don't want to waste my evening at you Skinny". I
made the move. "OK Mike sorry to bother you but I had to get an advice on
something I bought few weeks ago." Mike answered with attitude: "Damn Twerp
do you need advice about what you buy!! OK what kind of a case you are."

"Well Mike I've been using something, and I was just wondering if you would
think it's OK to use it. I have tried it on and don't know if it's really my
kind of machine." Mike just stared at me and grinned to me: "OK Twerp what
is it?" he asks still being Mr. I-am-a-fucking-sport-god! I make a move for
my back pack and open it and take the pump out of it. "It's this thing
Mike". He stared at it and saw after a few seconds what it was. "ahahahaha
are you skinny nerdy shithead using cock pump to get your little thing up?
Is that the whole problem? No wonder you wanted to talk to a case like my
brother Joe about this. You are really on the bottom now Twerp using this
shit to try to get your little stiffy around." He just laughed at my face.
This was just what I expected from this arrogant asshole. He made a move at
me laughing and called to me: "How is your little one handling this pumping
shit. Are your weiner just off after you tried this shit on to make it big.
No wonder you are called the laughing stock of this neighbourhood Twerp. You
are one hell of a loser."

I had gotten enough and was about to take things in my own hand. "OK Mike
maybe it's for the best to show you my problem right here since you are
talking about this." Mike grinned and said: "OK Twerp be my guest and show
me the little nerdy weiner. I have seen many small dicks in my life at gym
and school. I am used to seeing small dicks. Yours is no wonder from them
you know!". I spread my legs and made a move at my baggy pants and took them
down and was on my boxers in the couch. Mike was with his arrogant style all
over when I shoved my boxers down to reveal my eight inches cock that was
not even fully hard. At the time Mike was talking and talking about little
cocks: "Twerp you don't have to be shy showing me off your little one. Just
get it over with and then you can go home and jerk your little one after I
have seen it. Buth you know Twerp that I......" Mike Wilson stopped talking
when he looked at my direction. He froze the very minute he looked at my
crotch and stumbled on the words clearly shocked: "Tw... Phil what has
happened. Is that your cock. Well I mean you are hung no I mean you're
uhmm...."

For the first time of Mike Wilson's life he was clearly really stunned. He
was speechless on the very minute and just stared at the dick of his
brother's sixteen year old best friend. He was four years my senior and he
thought while he watched that probably he didn't know whether he or me had
the larger penis in the Wilson home this very minute. He lost his macho
tempo and just stared at my crotch. For the first time of my life I felt
that Mike Wilson had no defence against me. The big football god became
stunned and lost his big set of words. Finally he looked up to my face very
shaken and lost on this moment of seeing my inches face to face in the
Wilson family living room: "Phil this can't be true. Is that your dick? I
don't understand. Are you saying me that the pump made you big as this or
what happened? Guide me on this please". Finally Mike stopped talking and
got down to earth in the conversation. I felt the upper hand in this
conversation now and things were just getting nasty for the football god
here. He looked down and at my face in between and was really thinking about
how this could be true.

I know that Mike thinks it is a full hard-on, even though it's not really
straight or very stiff. He doesn't really want to look on this sixteen year
old cock but has no control of how it goes. Straight macho guys are so funny
the way they don't want to admit that they want to look at a cock. But my
bulge is of that caliber that he just has to notice and come to terms of the
size. He tries to regain his attitude but he can't really take his eyes of
my pride and joy. So he checks me out again. I was getting bigger by the
minute and Mike was getting to see that my size was not fully on. He is
really stunned and has lost his drive watching my dick. He tries to look at
my face but ends up looking again down. I broke the silence: "Yeah Mike I
started using it few weeks ago and now it has ended in this. My dick is very
big and it gets bigger when I get hard." Mike looked up with a look I
haven't seen before and stammered: "Dooooo you geeet biggger than thaaat
Phil?" The damn Twerp talk had finally ended. I had gotten to him as I
clearly saw by his attitude and was about to take him on.

"Yeah Mike I get almost all the time bigger than that, most often at the
mornings. Then it sometimes goes to 10-12 inches big." Mike looked to me in
horror: "Whhaaat diiid you juuuust say Phil". I repeated. Mike was stunned
and had clearly difficulty regaining himself as he knew that I was much
bigger than him when I was hard. The very same minute he started to become
very unstable and lost his big shit attitude real fast. Even as he watched
my dick he saw it become bigger every second. He could not handle that he
was staring at my crotch. I saw that this strategy would end up much faster
than I thought before and that I was in for a happy night at the Wilson
home. I saw that the defences of the high and mighty sport god were falling
down real fast. I hadn't expected that he would become unstable so fast. He
clearly saw that my dick was bigger than his and was about to lose control.
As you know I get a big kick out of watching guys watch my huge cock grow.
There was something very good about the feeling I had this very minute with
stunned and staring Mike Wilson in front of me.

It's very obvious that Mike is turned on and can't take his eyes off my
pride and joy. I then act stupid and say while smiling underneath: "Well
Mike what can I do about this?" Mike looked me in the eye clearly shaken and
lost for words. "Phil you can't do anything about this kind of cock. It's no
turning back. Hooow long haaas thiiiss beeeen goiiiing ooon?" Big Mike is
just falling apart and stammering just like a small boy watching this
enourmous dick in front of him. "Well Mike this has been going on for six
months really. I just wanted your opinion on it. Is it smaller than yours or
how can you compare?" I look into his face and he just stammeres that he has
a big cock and is proud of it. He barely can end the sentence. Then he said:
"I just didn't know that you had on something like this. I think you should
not use the pump any more. This is not good for your cock." He's pretty
embarressed. He never thought that he would be talking about cock to Phil
Howard on this Friday evening home alone. He was stunned.

He couldn't help but to look down again. He had a real hard time ignoring
this cock in front of him. He is about to lose it and has lost his macho
words and cover as a arrogant I-know-everything-better-than-you type. I was
about to take things my way and make the next 10 hours a night to remember
for football jock Mike Wilson. It's not anywhere near full size yet, but I
know he thinks it has to be totally erect. After all, it's already biggest
thing he's ever seen in the cock department on his whole life. He just
stares at it with his mouth open and clearly on the verge of losing grip on
things. And, I can see my size is making him tent out his own Levi's pants.
I can feel the heat rising in this room. Mike has lost his vocabulary and
just stares at a crotch to die for. I am now rock solid 9-10 inches and am
almost all the way for my best friend's brother right here. I know that the
situation is making arrogant Mike Wilson's balls go on fire, because I see
his bulge stiffen up. He realizes now that things are getting out of hand
and that he is losing control fast. Suddenly he covers his crotch with a
pillow on the couch and tries to gain some kind of control.

"Mike why are you so quiet all of a sudden? Why are you covering your
crotch?" I ask in amazement to act more stupid than I am. Mike Wilson is
speechless and has lost much of his thick shell he covers himself with and
has done for the past fifteen years. He's afraid at the moment to me and
tries desperately to make his dick go down. He has no chance now -- he can't
control things from now on in this situation. I can see why he has been
crashed. He has thought that chicks, pussy and ladies ass did turn him on
and take him off guard. Now he was sitting in his own home in front of the
sixteen year old best friend of his younger brother, a guy he has hated for
years and talked down to all the time, and is craving for his cock and
staring at it. I have in 30 minutes teached him a lesson: a piece of male
meat can take a man and make him succumb! He tried to talk but was lost. He
knew that I had seen his stiff outline by his cock and that he was craving
for it's size. Mike knew full to well that things was on the way of getting
out of hand and couldn't have a weapon to handle it.

I was pleased with the progress. The clock was only 19:35 and in half an
hour I had taken Mike Wilson on and made him speechless. Now was the time to
take what I thought was mine on that Friday evening in the Wilson home. I'm
liking just sitting there in the living room of the Wilson house oppisite a
panicked and defenceless Mike Wilson. I pretend nothing happening while
football god Mike Wilson is staring at my shaft, hooked, and trying to hide
his own hard-on. Finally he gives in -- his hand goes under the pillow. He is
jerking off under the pillow quite visibly. I have succeeded with my plan
and now it is getting this shithead to go fully down! I think enough is
enough and cut the crap. "Mike are you craving for my cock? I just have to
wonder. You stare at my cock and have your hand on your cock under the
pillow. Are you falling for my cock Mike?". Mike is stunned and loses his
tempo and tries to defend himself. He looks up very afraid and tries to
plead with me: "Phiiil I'm not a fag I like girls buuut your cock is just
sooooo biiiig". He falls and admits he can't help it. His cover has fallen
down and one piece of football god is defenceless right now.

I grinned to him when he falls and admitted it finally. I told him: "I see
that you have fallen for my prick. It is quite obvious Mike that you like
it. What can you do about that! I think you should pay respect to it!" Mike
loses the act and takes the pillow and jerks off. It's enormous victory
watching the twenty year old football god jerking off in front of me and
looking at my cock at the same time. Now it was time to claim what was mine
this Friday evening at the Wilson's. I was on the verge of claiming high and
mighty Mike Wilson -- in a moment he would be mine and fall down to me like a
small boy craving for the biggest dick he had ever seen. His macho act had
gone and at the moment he didn't remind me at all of the arrogant guy I had
seen in all the years I've known Joe. I was getting harder at the thought
that soon I could control Mike Wilson completely. I saw that my victory was
just about to become reality. "I would like if you could come a little
closer Mike. I want to have you up close to my dick." Suddenly Mike got
scared and fumbled on the other couch. He stood up and looked me down.

"Mike get down on your knees and pay respect to my cock. I think you should
now. We are just the two of us here and I think you should take what you
want." I said it with determination. The macho football god was about to go
down. I saw that it was now only a matter of seconds. He's too horny by now
to stop. A 10-inch monster-shaft stretching is about to break him
completely. He licked his lips and was white as chalk in his face. Mike
Wilson was tanned sport stud but at the moment his ego had gone away. All he
could see now was a sixteen year old cock of Phil Howard, his brother's best
friend. He seemed to have forgotten in one moment what had went on between
them during the years. All he could see was a cock, the biggest one he had
seen. He hadn't on his entire sport career seen a larger cock and he had
seen many dudes nude in shower and was a guy that knew what cock was. I saw
that moment that Mike was falling. His whole personality was gone and now he
was just in his world. He could only see my cock. And I sure as hell was
glad how things were turning.

At 19:45 Mike Wilson fell down on his knees in front of me. He was just
staring. I took matters in my hand. Now I would claim control of Mike Wilson
and make him mine this evening. "Mike have you called anyone since you came
home from practice or made plans on tonight." Mike fumbled and said: "No
I've got nothing on. I was just recently here and was watching sports. I was
just about to order some food and hang out with my girl." He said these
words completely staring at my cock up close. He was changed and his whole
scene was different. I decided to push him: "Go ahead stud and order
yourself a large cock down your mouth. I think you've earned to try
something new. I will not say anyone about our evening and I think it's
about time that our relationship changes. After all I have wanted to take
you on for years. Now is the time to let you take a real cock and to try
something new. I bet your arrogant shithead has never seen anything as big
as this and why not let everything at ease and try it. After all it's so
biiiig Mike. Go ahead and take that cock down your mouth."

Mike Wilson seemed to me like a zombie now. Nothing was left of his arrogant
personality that had greeted me here almost an hour ago. I kept on taking
him: "I've wanted to take you on since I was twelve and I saw you win your
first big title. You was always like a god to me. But you always treated me
like a shit and talked to me like some sort of fool. I think it's about time
somebody teaches you that you are not the ruler of this world. But I am not
leaving here until I have marked you and it's about time now. Take this cock
-- let's order yourself a meal from me." I decided to move the cock in my
hands. Mike followed it eagerly and was completely under it's spell. The
clock was exactly 19:56 in the Wilson family living room when Mike Wilson
gave in to my inches. On the very minute he made a move for my cock I took
it away. He got the picture and looked into my eye pleading. He had always
been a very aggressive type and was used to getting what he wanted from his
parents and had bossed Joe around for years. Now it was time to let him know
that all in this world are not for free. Sometimes you have to pay dearly.

I was determined to tease this arrogant sport stud and make him crave like
he never had before. He was on the verge of losing it this very minute --
exactly an hour after he had let me in and I started this mission to take
him on to being my suck slave. I said to him: "Beg for my cock you asshole.
You ain't getting any until you show me that you want it real bad. Now you
have to give me the words of wanting a cock." Mike Wilson gave in and was
going nuts waiting after what he wanted: "I want your cock. I've never seen
anything like it. This is the biggest one I've seen all my life. I want to
try it!" He gave in and even pleaded. His mind was at the moment getting
high watching little Phil's cock and wanted it regardless what went next.
Probably he didn't see it through that this would lead to being a conquest.
He probably thought this would on time not matter and didn't even matter
that the cock belonged to Phil Howard, the skinny friend of his brother. He
didn't even think it through. He was just in lust over this cock. He lost it
and called: "I want this NOW and I am used to having what I want. So please
give this to me Phil now".

I wasn't going to let this arrogant tanned asshole get it yet. So I said
straight to his face: "Wilson do you want my cum also? You know that in the
package is the whole treatment. It's not giving or taking one thing. Though
you have a smaller cock than me nothing in this world is free shithead. You
have to pay respect to me from now on and realize things are different."
Mike pleaded: "I want your cock -- I've never seen anything like it." His
eyes are really bulging, and he keeps licking his lips and swallowing fast.
And he keeps jerking real fast. Mike Wilson was on his knees masturbating
and craving for my dick. I sure do like this scene. In one hour I have taken
that big sport stud I had thought I could never take on. I had only thought
about it today since I heard he would be alone the whole weekend at his
house. I then wanted so bad to make him mine and get another high and mighty
suck slave to service me. He is craving. After all he knows things matters
by size. He's sport stud and I'm just sixteen year old skinny boy. But I'm
the one with the 10 inches. So he belongs to me. Life really is that simple.
:)

Wilson went crazy in his lust over the inches. He jerks off bigtime just
staring at my pole straight at his face by now. He leans in looks up to my
eyes pleading. He's in lust and I can see in his eyes that he wants to take
this cock real bad. I taunt him: "Hey Mikey do you want to order a big cock.
Go ahead and plead again to me like the way before. I was enjoying this
scene at the Wilson house. The arrogant son of a bitch was down on his knees
waiting to be taken and pleading me to do it. It went even better than I
could expect." He tries to grab it -- he's determined that shithead I thought
to myself. "Hey not so fast sport stud. Look me in the eye and say please
Phil give me a load." He repeated after me. He was gone and I smelled
victory watching into the face of the guy that just before called me Twerp
for the last time. I decided enough was enough. "OK Twerp get busy licking
cock -- it's about time you take a cock and take on your new role in our
relationship. I've waited for moment like this for years! Get to work sport
smartass!". He didn't wait. He looked me in the eye. The tables had turned
and now he was the Twerp. I was determined to take this asshole and make him
mine tonight.

He took my cock eagerly and got busy sucking. This was a scene that amazed
me. When I layed down plan for the evening I thought it would take at least
two hours to get Mike Wilson down on his knees taking my cock. It took an
hour -- would have been less if I hadn't messed with him and teased his
arrogant ass off. Talking about ass. Soon he would be getting a large stick
up his virgin ass. Damn I nearly got off thinking about what was ahead all
weekend for me and Mike Wilson. Yeah you heard me right. I had told my
mother and father today that I would be going away to Texas on a journey
with Mr. and Mrs. Wilson and Joe of course. They just agreed over the phone
today just like that. After all what is a weekend? Nothing. This meant I got
the whole weekend empty. I was determined to spend the weekend with a guy
that had probably planned to keep in form by running after a stupid football
and watch some TV at home and bang a girl he was seeing. That arrogant son
of a bitch would be occupied all weekend long. I would see to that from now
on.

Mike Wilson was busy taking my cock in his mouth. He licked it and was lost
in his lust. He opened his eyes all of a sudden and looked me in the eye. He
was just like a zombie. Glad that was exactly where I wanted him while's
he's servicing me. He sucks hard. He sucks as hard as he can. When he
manages to get my whole head, and a little more, into his mouth, he gets his
lips down underneath the ridge. I have to say, it does darn good. He is on
full speed taking the cock. I get down on him and reach for his cock. I
twist his balls and churn them. Wilson screams in pain. I take his face up
to mine. "Go strip asshole. I want to see you naked." He reaches up and
starts to take his clothes off. He has just gotten home from practice when I
took him before. Suddenly Mike Wilson is stark naked. I order him to go down
and take my cock again. I see now his cock for the first time. He is really
hard and is at 7-8 inches at it's best. That arrogant asshole is way smaller
than me. No wonder he fell down like a flash. He assumes licking me.

Now I want to throat this sport stud. I ram my cock to his throat. I am
determined to take his virgin throat. He immidiately starts to gag and
choke. "Come on Mikey I want to go all the way down your throat. Come on be
a man and take it. Don't be a pussy crying your heart out." Sport stud Mike
Wilson was not handling to be throated. He was feeling pain like he never
had felt it and was starting to sway under the pain he was feeling. He
pleaded with me by his eyes to go soft on him. "Oh come on Twerpy Wilson
take it like a man -- don't start to cry like a pussy. I thought you were
tougher than that after all of your fucking years kicking some stupid
football on some grass lawn." He had terror in his eyes now and was feeling
the most pain of his life and it was Phil Howard that was teaching him a
lesson or two of enslavement while being serviced. I decided to ram him real
good. I took his head and fucked his face without mercy. He was being
facefucked by a record speed. Mike Wilson was just going through the most
torture of his life.

My cum broke free. Now it was the assignment of tough boy Mike Wilson to
take my cum. I rammed him without mercy and fed him copious amounts of my
fresh teenage cum. I held his head steady and pumped with all the power I
had. He had a hard time taking this all. He was very busy swallowing my
cream - gagging like hell. Damn it was pure ecstasy watching Mike Wilson
taking my cock and cum down his throat. His face didn't remind me at the
time of the sport stud of the town that was the high and mighty guy at the
Wilson home. It sure was fun getting on him alone at his home and feeding
him right here in the family's living room.

This was just a start of something new in his life and I sure as hell was
about to spend my weekend teaching him to submit to Phil Howard. I looked
him in the eye as I fed him. There was a strange look in Mikey's face on the
time of pure defeat. He had always been the strong one and kept his wild
look and his dominant figure. But now those days had been brought to an end.
After all Mike Wilson was my underdog now. As simple as that. He looked to
me pleading for mercy and was afraid as hell - he saw me now as a dominant
figure that had him completely. Fear was all over his face.

Things were heating up at the Wilson's at Lane Road 24 and excellent weekend
was ahead I thought as I continued to feed Mike Wilson fresh teenage cum.
That blonde football god was mine now - ahead was the final stages of
totally breaking him in and making him my sex slave. Pleasure was ahead. I
was in for quite a ride. ;)


...to be continued


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