Zack stood by his locker, absorbed in wishing school was over for the day, when he felt someone walk up behind him, their presence distracting to him. He looked about, cocking an eyebrow, recognizing the boy as one from his gym class, a boy who he had seen but never spoken to, his name Luke, or something like that.

Luke was smartly dressed, his clothes pressed and clean, his black hair styled carefully, his eyes almost black but sparkling with mischievous energy. His face was dotted with freckles, his pouty lips kinked by a smile, his hands holding his books pressed to his chest. He spoke in a rush.

"I know we aren't friends, I mean, we have never really spoken, but I heard something about you and I wanted to see if it was true."

Zack turned about, leaning his back against his locker, and calmly asked, "What?"

Luke leaned in carefully. "I don't mean to be presumptuous, but I heard of your reputation. I heard about something you did, to another boy here, and I saw your 'equipment,'" he glanced furtively down, "in gym class."

Zack chuckled. "You want me to fuck you huh? Way to make it obvious. I mean, I don't know what presumptuous means, but you can just say it if you want it."

"S-say what?"

"Want me to fuck you? Just like that? No introduction? No preamble?"

Luke nodded, looking up and down Zack's body for a moment. "We can go to my house!"

"You a virgin?" Zack took his hand, holding it up to look at his fingers, touching his face, making him look left and right, turning him to glare at his ass.

Luke shook his head. "Nope. I like rough boys and I heard you're that. I saw your penis in the locker room."

"And you couldn't resist. Yeah, common story. Sluts are always on the prowl. You a slut Luke?"

He nodded, meeting Zack's eyes with more of that mischievous fire.

So Zack nodded. "Sure. I'll fuck you. Where do you live?"

...

Luke made short work to the bedroom, after the elevator disgorged Zack, his shirt off already, his underwear clad ass not missed by Zack's eyes as he strutted on in to his bedroom. "You like it? The bed has a trampoline in it!"

Zack looked about, his eyes awash with blue, turning away from Luke for only a moment, but that was the moment it took for Luke to prepare. Zack looked over at Like, wanting Luke on his bed already, wanting just a little foreplay before they did it, but Luke had pulled his blankets to the floor. His eyebrow flew up when he saw Luke fully nude, on his hands and knees, ass in the air, looking up at Zack with that fire burning in his eyes.

"You man enough to fuck me Zack?" He asked this, his voice a purr, and Zack, chuckling with quiet rage, finished pulling his shorts off, taking his shirt over his head fast enough that he tore it, but it didn't matter. He fell to his knees, his cock harder than it had ever been, holding it and shoving it into Luke's tight hole, no lube or spit or anything, needing to prove he was the best.

"Shut up faggot." Zack took a fistful of hair and pulled as hard as he could, making Luke let out a satisfied moan, staying buried in all the way to let him acclimate, his tight hole flexing hard on Zack's fat erection. "Don't make me rape you."

"I've been fucked h-harder than that! Come on!"

Zack pulled back and slammed in all the way, starting a powerful rhythm, forcing Luke to accept it, his eyes looking down to take in the sight of Luke's flexing pale back, his tight, firm butt, taking command of his hip.

Luke moaned, "YES! Harder!"

Zack rolled his eyes, giving even more, growling, "How many times you been fucked?"

Luke was pushing back against Zack's cock. "Soooooooo ma-many! God!"

Zack spanked him, slamming slow and hard. "Tell me. And who was the oldest?"

Luke tried to look back, but Zack pulled his hair and pushed his face against the bed.

"Answer me!"

Luke's fingers were white on the sheets, his back flexing as he worked down onto Zack's cock.

"T-twenty five!"

"That was the oldest? You little slut, giving your ass away like that." Zack growled, looking down at his back and flexing butt still. "You been paid?"

Luke again tried to look back at him, but Zack spanked him good and hard. "Y-YES!"

His cock made Luke's eyes flutter, how thick it was, the way it tunneled in all the way and stayed there, pounding into him, spreading him how he shouldn't be. He loved to feel owned like this, even though Zack was mostly a stranger to him, a basic acquaintance that cared nothing more than to get off and leave.

Just how Luke wanted it.

"Who paid you, faggot?" Zack didn't care, but his hormonal rage was talking for him, forcing him to talk as he savaged Luke.

"T-the maaaaan."

"Little faggot. Being a whore. Why'd you ask me for this? You live in this fancy room, in this expensive building. You have such nice clothes," he spanked Luke hard. "You could have anyone you want. Why'd you want me?"

"I saw you in gym! I saw your cock and couldn't resist!" Luke shook his head, pushing up even harder, his back shivering as he breathed hard.

"You needed to be used."

"I-I just like being f-fucked! I d-don't care about dominance!"

Zack rolled his eyes, pushing in even harder, speeding his thrusts up so he was working into Luke violently, harder than he had ever fucked anyone else, knowing that Luke craved it, he needed it harder, no matter what he said. He wanted to be owned more than anything else, Zack could smell it on him. He could see it in the way that Luke's muscles were loose, his hands still white on the sheets. His hole was flexing and straining as he fucked it, his guts all tense.

"I'm going to fuck you for a bit, then you're going to ride me. When do your parents get back?"

"H-house free tonight. Stay as long as you w-AH-ant!"

Zack chuckled. "Don't mind if I do."

He kept at it, giving all he had, which was a considerable punishment even to Luke, who was used to getting rocked, then said, "I can cum and keep going. Where do you want me to shoot? Inside? On your back?" He rubbed Luke's back as he spoke, loving to watch it flex in the light.

"I-inside m-me! OW!"

"Ow? I thought you liked this!"

Another attempt to look back was met by Zack demanding that he didn't, spanking him and wrenching on his handful of hair, but Luke moaned feverishly, "I-I love it!"

Zack's heavy balls were hitting against Luke's rather hard cock and balls. The boy hadn't cum since Zack had entered him, but Zack knew it was because he was used to being penetrated. He knew some tricks though, and, with a sharp, rather punishing thrust up and in, forced Luke to cum, draining his balls onto the bed.

Zack growled, "Anyone make you cum hands free before?" in a mocking voice, knowing that Luke had indeed cum like that, but he was shivering, his muscles quaking and reverberating as he strained on the bed, working up into Zack's onslaught.

"Oh I never thought i-it would be like this!"

A hard, sharp spank. "Answer the question faggot."

"Yes!"

Zack nodded, pushing the hand on Luke's hip down to his belly, surprised to find an above average erection here. It was uncircumcised, about six and a half inches, not half as thick as Zack, but that was fine, for Zack was very thick. He worked the foreskin off the head off Luke's penis, feeling every inch, making the boy shiver and whimper as he kept the thrusts up and squeezed Luke's penis. His foreskin was tight, almost too tight, but it made him shiver in that wonderful way as it went down the head, wet from the cum he had so recently spilt, and from his sweat.

"You have a nice dick. What a waste. You're never going to want to be inside anyone, are you? You'll always be everyone's bitch."

Luke nodded stupidly, clearly not thinking about anything other than Zack's cock and the hand that was working slowly up and down on his penis, pushing his hips back against Zack's powerful thrusts, wanting to cum again, but he held it, he needed to wait.

Zack let it go, giving Luke a harsh spank, and took his hip to steady him. "When do you want to ride it, huh fag?"

Luke didn't try to look back this time. He moaned, "W-whenever!"

Zack shifted back just a little, pulling his cock from Luke and falling onto his back beside the boy. "If you're not good at riding, I'm taking charge. You know what to do."

Luke was up in a moment, straddling Zack, taking his cock in a steady hand and accepting the entire length of it. Zack took his hips, nodding and letting a grunt free as Luke started to roll his hips quickly, putting his hands over Zack's hands as he closed his eyes, falling into the sensation, letting it invade him, letting his body be owned completely by Zack.

Zack noticed that Luke had abs, and liberated a hand to run his hand down them, smiling at the boy's white skin. He was sweaty, pleasantly wet, his eyes closed as he took Zack in him roughly, not caring for anything other than the harsh feeling of Zack's fat cock in him.

Luke's hips acted for him, feeling Zack shoved up inside, hard as steel, unrelenting, just what Luke needed right now, a thick, exciting, impersonal rush. This was heaven to him, no matter who was giving it, his senses liberated by the way Zack touched him, the way their skin felt together. He wanted to cum again still, as his prostate was assaulted again and again, thoroughly pounded by Zack, as he thrust up from the bed, pulling Luke's hips to command him, to keep him to his goal.

Luke opened his eyes and caught Zack's demanding gaze, glaring at his pretty neck, the freckles on his face, and wanted Zack to kiss him, so, for a moment, he leaned down and got a kiss, moaning from the new angle, that Zack was still fucking him, no matter the position or how much room he had.

Without warning Zack flipped him onto his back, taking control, and thrust hard and deep, forcing Luke to cum rather hard, all over his belly, his hands taking up handfuls of his sheets and squeezing them, his balls emptying of their own accord, satisfying him, and Zack kept on thrusting.

When Luke was finished moaning, and was purring, looking up into his eyes with sloppy satisfaction, Zack said, "I'll fuck you whenever, but no kissing, okay?"

Luke shrugged. "Okay, doesn't b-bother me."

Zack nodded. "Ask for dick whenever though. I like this."

Luke grinned, his eyes rolling back from the depth, the savage angle, his belly filled with cock, or so it felt like, and all the while, Zack pounded away, able to keep on going as long as he wanted, exhaustion not a factor when he could get off.

He finished in doggy, burying inside Luke before he came, breeding him nice and deep, his nails digging into Luke's pale skin, his orgasm long and satisfying. And when it was finished, he pulled out and fell beside his new fuck buddy, panting, grinning when Luke scooted over so that their arms touched.

After they were settled, their hearts and breath resting, Luke cleared his throat lightly, and asked, "So, uh, I have a PS3? Want to play games?"

Zack glared over at him incredulously. "You serious? No dude, you didn't ask for a friend, you asked me to fuck your ass. And guess what we just finished doing?"

Luke nodded. "See you at school then?"

Zack nodded as well, standing and throwing his clothes on. "Sure. If you want more, you know where I am. I'll see myself out."

Luke smiled to himself, thoroughly satisfied by Zack's aggressiveness, by the cum he could feel dripping from his hole, and made a mental note, as he started to fall asleep, curling up in his favorite blanket, to ask Zack for seconds very soon, maybe tomorrow, and to call on him, when the football season kicked off...