Mike My Bully

In 7th grade, I met a fellow classmate named Mike at football practice.  This was before the school year actually started and it was my first year to play. I was impressed with this kid Mike.  His muscles were defined and he was very good at the sport.  Back then, after practice we would all shower in the locker room. 

Mike was not shy about his body and made no effort to hide himself from us after he had cleaned up.  I was amazed at how developed he was.  A full bush, plenty of hair in his armpits, etc. He had an average-sized cock for an adult but we were all kids so he seemed so much more advanced than us. We all were going through puberty at this time but he was way ahead of us.  No wonder he was so good at practice.  I found out later that he had been held back a year in school, so that explained why his puberty was ahead of ours.

At this point I had fooled around with a few of my friends but we were very secretive about it and never talked about it to each other unless we were alone and in one of our houses.  I was very attracted to Mike and really wanted to play with his cock... touch it, taste it and make him cum.  I knew this wouldn't happen as we weren't friends, didn't hang out, and moreso that he was a bully.

He knew he was better than us in sports and that he was stronger than us and could probably kick any of our butts in a fight.  Looking back, I think he had a pretty bad childhood and being a bully to us made him feel better about himself.

This is great in theory but it was a miserable time for me.  I was always the tallest kid in my class and was in good shape from years of competitive swimming.  I had even competed in the Junior Olympics a couple of times and held a State record in backstroke.  I believe he viewed me as competition for being BMOC (Big Man On Campus, for you young bucks).  I never got into fights and knew that he would kick my ass if we ever got into it due to my lack of experience.

Mike would belittle me in front of our classmates and pretty much challenge me to shut him up.  I would just ignore him the best I could and try to avoid him. 

Several years of this took place and the worst part of it all was the attraction I felt for him.  It was purely a physical attraction as I both feared--and hated--him. I avoided him as much as I could but then would jerk off at night thinking about him.

Skip forward several years and I was out doing nothing in some woods in our neighborhood.  I felt the fear rise in me-we were alone and far from any homes and other people.  Mike walked towards me in an aggressive manner and I told him to back off and leave me alone.  He said, "So what are you going to do about it?".  I told him "nothing; you can kick my ass and there is nothing I can do to stop it."  Mike laughed and told me that I was right about that.

I asked him why he treated me like shit.  I told him I had never done anything to him so he had no reason to mess with me.  Mike just looked at me thinking about what I said.  I knew that he knew I was right but I also knew that he wasn't going to admit any wrongdoing and leave me alone.

This entire time my adrenaline had been flowing and I had felt scared.  I don't have any idea where this came from, but I reached forward and pulled down his shorts and underwear.  He jumped back and said, "What the fuck are you doing?"  I said that I was trying to convince him that he didn't need to fuck with me anymore and instead should leave me alone.

As I said this, I reached out and grabbed a hold of his cock.  He froze, probably because he knew one strong jerk of my hand and I could cause him great pain and possibly serious injury.  He made a fist and I just ignored him and dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth.  I really don't think he had ever done anything with a guy but I was pretty sure he was quite experienced with the girls.

He said, "Hey faggot, what the fuck are you doing?"  I took my mouth off of his limp dick and said, "Convincing you to leave me alone."  I then put his dick back in my mouth and started to swirl my tongue around the head of his cock. I didn't dare look up at him but instead focused on what I was doing.

I felt some relief when I felt his cock begin to grow in my mouth.  I began to fondle his balls as I slowly bobbed my head up and down on him.  After a short while, I could taste his precum.

I believe he had no idea how to react to this and was dumbfounded yet turned on by this.  He grabbed the hair on top of my head and began to facefuck me.  He wasn't gentle at all.  He was very aggressive, just shoving his dick into my mouth and into the beginning of my throat.  I began to gag but he didn't care. He continued to pound my face while I choked until the I felt the tears well up in my eyes. 

He then started talking to me, asserting his dominance. "That's right you cock sucker, take it all in," "I bet you love sucking my cock, don't you faggot?" I didn't reply at all to him but I've got to admit, I was really turned on.  Even though I hated this bully, I was loving having his cock in my mouth, oozing precum, and having him use me.

Without any warning, he grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me hard towards him as he shoved forward, forcing his cock to go as deep as he could make it.  While he held it there, I could feel him swell then pulse as he shot his load.  I was swallowing what he was shooting until I choked and gagged, and some of his cum came out of my mouth and ran down my chin.  This was the first moment I could taste anything that he had produced. 

While holding my head with one hand, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and grabbed it with his other hand and slapped my cheeks a couple of times while calling me a bitch.  He then squeezed the base of his cock and pulled up, working out what little cum he had inside until it formed a blob on the head of dick at the pee slit.  He then put his cock on my lips and told me to lick it clean.

I did.

He then bent over, grabbed his underwear and shorts and pulled them up.  By this time I had pretty much recovered from the pounding my face had taken and asked, "So are you going to leave me alone now?"  He just replied, "If you say anything about this, I will kill you" and he walked away.  I sat off of my knees and pulled out my cock which was raging hard and jerked myself off.  I think I came in about 2 minutes and it was one of the strongest orgasms I've ever had.  I shot my load which hit me on the face, shoulder and chest before it finished on my belly like normal.

Mike never bullied me again. He wasn't friendly but left me alone--which is all I wanted.