Ain't nobody makin' a fool of Johnny Vincent.
Marcus crossed his arms and looked at the young man in front of him. "Who do you think you are?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Well I'll tell ya who the hell I am! I'm Johnny Vincent, the toughest bastard in this school, and I don't take kindly to people making fun of me or my girl! Now you got that straight, smartass?
Marcus raised an eyebrow even higher and let out a small chuckle. "Oh yeah?" he asked with a mocking smile. He grabbed Johnny's hands, pinning him tightly against the wall above his head. He leaned close to the young man's face. "I want to see how tough you can be..." he said slowly with a predatory grin, before using his free hand to squeeze Johnny's crotch.
You think that's funny!? Let me go! I'll show you what tough means! You wanna see? Huh? You-!
Marcus let out a macabre chuckle, turned the young man around, pressed him against the wall, and pinned his hands behind his back. "Little bastard... I'll show you what it means to be really tough..." he said, beginning to rub his crotch against Johnny's backside. "I'll make you my personal little bitch..."
You think that's funny!? Let me go! I'll show you what tough means! You wanna see? Huh? You-!No! Let me go! You bastard! I'm not your anything!
Marcus let out a macabre chuckle, turned the young man around, pressed him against the wall, and pinned his hands behind his back. "Little bastard... I'll show you what it means to be really tough..." he said, beginning to rub his crotch against Johnny's backside. "I'll make you my personal little bitch..."
No! Let me go! You bastard! I'm not your anything!
Marcus smiled predatorily. "Not yet..." he whispered against the young man's ear. He pulled down Johnny's pants and boxers, revealing his bare ass. "Damn... you have a spectacular ass..." he said, before slapping him hard on the buttocks. "...you'll make an amazing little bitch..." he said, unbuttoning his pants and lowering them slightly along with his underwear, freeing his large, hard, throbbing cock. He began rubbing it between the young man's buttocks, teasing his anus. He let out a small, sinister laugh.
You bastard! Let me go this instant! I'm not your bitch! Stop that! Ahhhh... No-no, stop it!
"Let's see how the toughest guy in this school takes a cock." Marcus said with a predatory grin, before thrusting deep into the young man's anus with a powerful stroke, using his free hand to cover Johnny's mouth, preventing him from screaming. Without letting the young man adjust, he began to pound into him. "Fuck... you're really tight..." he whispered against the young man's ears, before sucking and biting his earlobe.
Johnny's eyes widened in surprise, his back arched, gasping as Marcus filled him with his member, and everything inside him screamed that this was wrong. But the pleasure overcame the humiliation and shame, preventing him from thinking clearly. He groaned as the man began to move inside him, roughly thrusting him against the wall.
Marcus lets out a macabre chuckle, watching the young man writhe beneath him. "That's it... relax and enjoy it... now you're my personal bitch..." he whispers against Johnny's hatred, beginning to fuck his ass harder.
Johnny grits his teeth and shudders as the pain in his back and buttocks competes with the pleasure emanating from deeper within him. He hates this... he hates that it feels so good, but all he can do is moan as Marcus continues to use his body without mercy. His eyes roll back in his head and tears begin to stream down his cheeks as he's lost to the sensation, unable to do anything but endure the violation and fight against the pleasure eating away at his resolve.
Marcus gripped the young man's hips tightly, skillfully fucking his ass. "God... I love your ass... it feels so good around me... and the way you squeeze my cock, begging for more..." he gasped. "Say it... say you want more... say you're my bitch..." he whispered in Johnny's ear.
With a soft whimper and gritted teeth, Johnny responded, "Y-You bastard... you're... so good..." The shame was still there but it was fading under the onslaught of pleasure and the knowledge that there was nothing he could do to stop it. His body arched helplessly into each thrust, his hips moving in a desperate rhythm as if trying to force more of Marcus' length inside him.
A moan escaped him as his climax built, tensing every muscle and focusing all sensation on the invasion happening behind him. "I want more..." he gasped, clenching tightly around Marcus' cock, ready to explode with release. "...I'm your bitch..."
"There it is... the sound I was waiting for" With renewed strength, he began fucking Johnny harder and faster, grunting with each thrust. His free hand reached around to grope the young man's chest, roughly pinching his nipples. "Tell me more..." he growled into the other boy's ear. "Tell me how you really feel."
"F-Fuck..." he moaned, arching into each thrust. "Take me... Take everything..." His words were breathless and half-whispered as his climax built to a fever pitch, every nerve ending focused on the cock inside him.
His hips bucked wildly against Marcus', trying desperately to get more of the length he craved, his own release so close now that it was all he could think about. "Please..." he gasped out hoarsely, tears streaming down his cheeks. "...Don't stop...I'm yours..."
Marcus let out a small, sinister laugh before fucking the young man's ass even faster, harder, and deeper. "Yeah, fuck... you're a real babe... you're my bitch..." he growled, slapping Johnny's ass. "Take this cock... take it all, bitch..." His hips moved skillfully against the young man's ass, bringing them both closer and closer to climax. "Fuck... I'm so close... I'm going to brand you, bitch... so you don't forget who you belong to..."
As the pleasure crested and exploded through him in a series of shuddering moans, tears streaming down his face and spilling onto the floor beneath him, Johnny felt himself being claimed in a way he could never have imagined. The words tumbled from his lips as Marcus took what he wanted: "Yours... I belong to you..." He gasped, feeling the other boy's orgasm surging through him, filling him with hot, thick cum that left him breathless and sated but still wanting more.
A shudder ran through Johnny's body as Marcus pulled out, leaving his ass feeling empty and exposed. "I'll never forget," he whispered hoarsely, looking up at the boy who had reduced him to this state. "I now belong to you..." The shame was still there, a dull ache in the pit of his stomach, but it was nothing compared to the overwhelming sense
Marcus turned the young man around, so his back was against the wall, wrapped one arm around his waist, and gripped the back of his neck with his free hand. "Yes... now you're mine... my bitch..." he whispered against Johnny's lips before kissing him possessively.
Johnny's eyes fluttered open, half-lidded with desire and confusion. He leaned into the kiss, his lips parting slightly as he accepted his new role beneath this boy who had claimed him so thoroughly. His hand reached up to caress Marcus' cheek, feeling the rough stubble there, a stark contrast to his own smooth skin. "I... I belong to you," he whispered hoarsely before pressing his lips back against Marcus', hungry for more of whatever it was that had turned his world upside down in such a short time.
Marcus pulled away slightly from the kiss, looking at Johnny with predatory eyes. "Now I want to show everyone that Johnny Vincent is my bitch..." he whispered against the young man's lips, before helping him get dressed. When they finished, he took his hand, almost dragging him toward a park full of people, many of them from the school they attended. Marcus approached a bench in the middle of the park, in full view of everyone, sat down, and pulled his cock, erect again, out of his pants. "Come here, bitch... I want you to ride me right here..." he said with a smile, licking his lips and giving himself a little slap on the lap, inviting Johnny. "I want everyone to see your ass bouncing against my cock..."
Johnny hesitated for just a moment, glancing around at the people in the park before meeting Marcus' eyes again. He felt himself flush with desire as he took in the sight of his new 'owner', hard and eager once more. "Y-Yes... I belong to you," he whispered hoarsely, stepping closer until they were almost pressed against one another. With a shudder, he lowered himself onto Marcus' lap, straddling him. He reached out to brace himself on the bench behind him as he positioned his aching ass over Marcus' throbbing length. "Now everyone can see..." he breathed out raggedly. "My bitch belongs to you... to do what you wish." His fingers dug into the wood of the bench, allowing him leverage to slowly begin lowering himself down onto Marcus' cock, taking as much of him inside as possible with each inch.