He's been bullying me for years, so it's difficult to be near him. He's bigger than me, and he's stronger than me. and he loves telling me how much he hates me, so I try my best to stay away from him. Cardin's been my tormenter for longer than I can remember, and I just wish I knew why. He made fun of my hair, my name, my weapon, and my body. Ever since we started high school together and he realized I wasn't up to par. I seemed to be his favorite chew toy.

It was worse started last year when we had to change for gym. The first time he saw me undress was a nightmare I couldn't wake up from. So much teasing and taunting, I don't know how I made it through the year. This year he became a lot more physical. He liked to whip me with his towel and launch me out of the room without my clothes. His friends always urged him on with laughter and praise. It was too much, so I started waiting a little longer for the showers. I would either run in before combat practice was over or wait till all the guys were done. I did anything I could to avoid being in the room with him and his friends.

It actually became a sort of game for me. timing it just right so that I was always one step out of his grip. For over a month, he never managed to lay a hand on me, and I was starting to think he never would again. But I underestimated him.

Practice was over and I took a ridiculous amount of time cleaning my sword knowing that all the guys would have showered by the time I finished. As usual, the locker room was quiet when I walked in, but it wasn't empty. Cardin sat on a bench facing the door. He cocked an eye up at me as I walked in, but went right back to scrubbing his sneakers. He looked angry. Not wearing the typical arrogant smirk or sadistic grin that he usually had on.

He was shirtless and bare with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I could make out the traces of tiny battle scars along his skin, and the definition of his muscles as he worked. Even after all these years, he was still so much bigger and stronger than me. I couldn't tell if he was getting in or out of the shower.

"Are you just going to stand there and stare at me?" he growled. "Hurry up and shut the door. It's cold out there." His voice wasn't the usual mocking that I came to expect. It was more impatient than anything else.

I muttered something inaudible and shut the door before stumbling over to my locker. I fully undressed as quickly as I could and prayed that Cardin was about to leave. The room was still misty and warm after the previous showers, but the water that poured down on me was chilly. I barely managed to stifle a squeak when the cool water hit my skin. It only took a second before I started to relax, however. The cold showers were one of the perks of coming in late and being alone.

But I wasn't alone. "You'll get sick if you stay under water this cold," a stern voice commented suddenly. I snapped back to find Cardin Winchester standing right behind me in all his naked glory. My eyes couldn't help but drift lower, following the trail of smooth muscles working down from his chest to his legs.

I quickly turned away to hide me burning face and stare at the wall. "Yeah well, I like it this cold. There's more shower heads if you want it warm," I said trying to be calm. The water beating down on my head soaked my hear and blurred my vision.

"No, I want to use this one," he said suddenly much closer. I felt his right hand fall on my hip and lock on as if to hold me in place. His grip wasn't as rough as it usually was as he said, "You've been avoiding me recently, haven't you Jaune?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I just got here late," I lied. My heart was starting to get frantic, and I could feel my body tensing in fear. I could feel Cardin's breath at the back of my ear as he spoke.

"That's a lie, Jaune. I had to wait for half an hour before you came in. And now we're all alone."

My lungs almost collapsed when I heard his words, "What?" he was waiting for me.

"What am I supposed to do with you now that no one is here to watch us?" suddenly I his left hand slide under my arm and wrap around my torso. His skin was so warm compared to the cold water sliding down my body that I found my body leaning into him. "Should I punish you for lying to me, Jaune?" his hold on me tightened suddenly and whimpered loudly in surprise.

His chest and pecks were pressed firmly against my back and I could feel the firm muscles of his lower body lining up with my ass. Something deep inside of me began stirring as I felt the thick piece of meat hanging between his legs press against the curves of my ass. Breathing became a challenge and I could hardly hear the sound of my own voice over the pounding of my heart. "Cardin…what are you-"

"Or should I just be glad you gave me a chance to have you to myself?" his breath tickled my neck, and his hands started sliding up my chest. A spark shot through me as his fingers brushed against my nipples. As much as I wanted to be quiet and still, my body was reacting to his contact in the worst ways. I could feel myself hardening and heat spreading through my hips. "Tell me what I should do with you, Jaune. I've imagined doing a lot of things, but now that I have you…I'm not so sure."

His voice had taken on such a lustful heaviness that I couldn't pretend to wonder what he meant. My hands started moving on their own. Reaching up to touch his and pull them lower down to my hips where my body was crying out for attention. I could barely breath, let alone speak.

A low chuckle vibrated against the base of my neck. "Is that what you want me to do, Jaune? I guess I can start with this," he said with a smile. A gasp ripped from my lungs as his hands closed around the base of my cock and balls. My back arched against his and arms scrambled around behind me in search of something to steady myself.

I was helpless as he toyed with me and drove me insane. Stroking my length and fondling me as if it was the most fun he could possibly have. I wanted to hold still and keep quiet, but his touch was turning me into a mess, writhing against his sturdy chest. "Cardin, please!" I moaned loudly. His heavy erection was slapping against the raw skin between my ass, spreading more heat into me.

"You really get under my skin, ya know that? With these fucking soft curves and smooth skin. Now you've even grown some muscles for me to lock on to. I cant fucking stand you."

Cardin was always great at pushing my buttons, even now. His hands explored every part of me and the way he grinded his hips against mine was pushing me over the edge. I reached up and started running my hand through his wet hair. Precum leaked from the tip of my cock as he grinded his dick against my ass.

His breathing was growing heavier as our bodies writhed in heat. Suddenly he stopped and held us completely still. "Cardin?"

When he spoke again, he was quiet. "Not here. Not like this."

"What?"

He let go of me and turned off the water. "I don't think I can last much longer, but I don't want to end this. So come to my room tonight and we go further."

With that said, he slipped his hand under my jaw and pulled my face over to his. His auburn eyes stared into mine for a moment before closing as our lips connected. Firmly at first, but lingering softly. He was gone when I opened my eyes.

-TBC—