Chapter 2: You Can Have Your Dream
(x3) You're the best around, nothing's gonna ever keep you down! (x3)
Daniel's heart hammered in his chest. Across the room, Johnny Lawrence stared in disbelief as the younger boy emerged from the closet. He had actually listened to that blatant lie? A smile slid onto the blonde's face.
"Well, well." Johnny grinned over to Tommy, who was guarding the door, "Looks like someone wants us to take it easy on him." He looked back over at Daniel. Daniel saw something in that smile. The same predatory look that had been in every smile Johnny sent his way.
It made him shiver...
It made him remember...
It made him sweat...
A loud bang jolted Daniel from his thoughts. He looked up to see Tommy, whose back was pressed against the, now closed, door. Johnny laughed. "How does it feel to be trapped LaRusso? To know that there is no way to escape?"
"Why are you doing this?" Daniel shouted, gulping back the fear gripping onto him. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"
"Because you're ours. We can do whatever we want to you!" As if to prove the fact, Johnny stepped forward and sent a kick to Daniel's left shin. Pain blossomed throughout his leg, making Daniel fall to the floor. He could feel that nothing was broken, but that didn't stop the pain from taking hold. Johnny stepped back to stand beside Tommy.
"You know, you can leave if you want to." Johnny stated mockingly, "Just land a single hit on me, and you're free to go."
Daniel was torn. On the one hand, an offer like that was too good to refuse. Surely he could manage a single hit on Johnny. And, without rules, dirty fighting was allowed. But on the other hand, Johnny wouldn't let Daniel go that easily. Would he? There had to be some kind of trick behind all of this. But he had to try.
Gritting his teeth against the pain, he gripped a nearby chair and pulled himself to his feet. Favoring his right leg, he stumbled forward a few steps just as Johnny said... "Let's make this a little more interesting."
Daniel eyed Johnny warily, "How so?"
"If you win, I'll let you go. I'll even make sure that none of the others will mess with you." This deal just kept getting better and better. But wait!
"What happens if I lose?"
Johnny smiles, the predatory look back again. "If you lose... You have to do whatever I tell you to, of course."
A chill worked its way down Daniel's spine. But what was the worst that Johnny would do?
Fight til the end. Cause your life will depend, on the strength that you have inside you.
Daniel sighed and put pressure on his left leg; it hurt, but he could stand on it. He stared at Johnny, who looked back with the same predatory look as before. Daniel balled his fists... and lunged. He could see the flicker of surprise in Johnny's eyes before the other boy moved out of the way.
"Looks like someone's eager to get beaten." Johnny sang, dancing around Daniel's attacks as if they were nothing. "Just don't fall, or you lose!"
Daniel growled and looked to where Johnny was now standing. He lunged at the blonde again, but instead of simply moving out of the way Johnny grabbed Daniel's wrist and twisted. The smaller boy gasped in pain and ripped his arm free of the other's grasp. He backed away quickly, nursing his wrist.
Anger pulsed through his veins. Hatred filled him to the brim. In a blind fury he launched himself at Johnny, intent on wiping that smirk off his face. Johnny in turn just laughed, and continued to back away from the swinging fists.
Daniel paused to take a breath, panting heavily from putting so much effort into his attacks. He was losing his nerve. Losing focus. And that was deadly. Johnny was going to win. He couldn't keep doing this; he knew that he couldn't beat Johnny in a fair fight. He had to think of another way out of there.
"Awe," Tommy cooed from the doorway, "Is the baby getting tired already?"
Daniel glared at Tommy, and leaped in his direction. Tommy's eyes shot up. At the very last moment Daniel changed his course of direction and aimed instead at the exposed side of Johnny's head. He wanted to make both of the boys pay for all of the torment and pain that they had put him through. But Johnny, being a more experienced fighter, managed to move away a second before the strike.
Johnny pulls away from Daniel, laughing as the younger boy almost loses his balance. "Come on LaRusso! Don't fall. You hit the ground, you lose!"
Daniel blocks another volley of kicks. He was breathing hard, having taken a punch to the gut. He could barely concentrate. Sweat stung his eyes, blurring his surroundings. But he had to go on. He had to fight. He had to win!
Johnny was slowing down, getting careless. He could feel Daniel was going to lose. It was almost inevitable. Unless the kid pulled out some inner strength and broke his guard, Daniel was going to run out of steam. He was going to fall.
Knowing how the fight was going to end, Johnny got cocky. He held both of his hands behind his back and simply dodged Daniel's increasingly weaker punches. This act of arrogance drove Daniel over the edge. It was no longer about what Johnny had done to him in the past. In his mind, Johnny was the source of every bad thing that had happened to Daniel at any time in his life.
Having to move to Reseda. Losing his friends. His mom losing her job. The faucet being broken...
Johnny showing up in his dreams.
You gotta be proud, staring out in the cloud. When the odds in the game defy you.
The thought froze Daniel in his tracks. He hadn't wanted to think of the dream that had woken him up that morning. The one that made him ache inside with an unidentifiable feeling.
Johnny saw the opening. He could have dragged the fight out much longer, but the fact was that he was getting tired himself. So, in the short moment that Daniel was trying to clear his head, he threw his body weight into him.
Daniel never saw the attack coming, he simply felt a sudden impact that threw him off balance. He started to fall. Thoughts flew through his head as he went down. Foremost of which, was the desire not to lose to Johnny Lawrence... and then he saw it. A simple way to completely turn the tables around. A way that he would never have seen if he hadn't gotten used to Mr. Miyagi's odd training.
Not stopping to think, he threw out his right foot and planted it firmly on the wall. Using every muscle he had, he pushed downward. He had timed it just right... the downward force sent him back in the other direction with just as much speed as he had been falling with only a few seconds before. He curled his hand into a fist and swung his arm around to punch Johnny.
Just then something happened. Johnny wasn't expecting it... unfortunately, neither was Daniel.
Daniel had pushed off the wall with his right foot. In the process, to accommodate for the change of direction, he had to swivel his left foot around. As he did so, pain from Johnny's earlier kick flared up with a fury and Daniel's ankle twisted in just the wrong way.
Johnny looked down at Daniel. The younger boy was lying on the floor at his feet, hands wrapped around his most likely sprained ankle. Silent tears splashed down his face, cheeks turning red. Making him look much younger.
Tommy was standing by the door, clapping slowly at Daniel's ultimate self-defeat. Johnny started to turn around to pass him a grin when he noticed something wrong. His jeans, though already skinny, were suffocatingly tight around his waist. Johnny looked down, and to his surprise, found that he was sporting an erection.
Now this wasn't completely uncommon... it had happened before to him in his own dojo. And not just to him, but to the other students as well. Something about the rush of adrenaline through the body... or something like that. But it was embarrassing none-the-less. He could easily pass it off to Tommy as the energy of the fight getting him worked up, but what would happen if he was still hard when they caught up to the other guys? What would Dutch think?
Dutch had suspected something of Johnny. Questioned him all the time about the looks he had been passing to Daniel. But there was nothing going on. Johnny had no idea what these "looks" were that everyone was talking about. And he sure as hell didn't feel anything towards Daniel. Well, besides competition of course.
From the ground a sigh reached his ears. He looked down to see Daniel, looking straight back at him. Fear in his eyes. He looked resigned to defeat. And rightly so. Johnny wondered what sort of thing he would make Daniel do. What would be the perfect thing to get back at the boy? Have him remember that he lost, and make him hate every minute of it?
What would be the best way to humiliate him?
While he was looking down at Daniel, his gaze shifted to focus on something else. And he knew. He knew what would humiliate Daniel. What would make him never forget what happened today.
Daniel felt a tug on his t-shirt. Johnny was pulling him to his knees. He forced a glare at the older boy, but stopped short when he saw a bulge in Johnny's jeans. Johnny Lawrence had a hard on.
"Take a good hard look LaRusso..." Johnny laughed, "That's your punishment." Daniel looked up at the blonde questioningly. Johnny just smirked and gave Daniel a coy wink.
"What's going on over there?" Tommy asked from the doorway. He couldn't see the state of Johnny's cock from where he was. He could only see Daniel in between his legs, eyes growing ever wider.
"Little Danielle over here is going to relieve my... problem, before we go meet up with the other guys."
Tommy looked between the two for a moment, involuntarily licking his lips. "That's, uh... That's pretty harsh man." Johnny just smiled and looked back at Daniel.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Get to work... slave." The word made Daniel shake. Was Johnny being serious? Was he really going to make him do that to him? Was he going to make Daniel pleasure him?
"I don't have all day. A good start would be to take it out." Daniel didn't want to. He really didn't want to. But he had no choice. Grudgingly, Daniel moved closer to Johnny's crotch. Towards the bulge straining against Johnny's tight jeans.
-The sheets were soft and chilled his naked back-
Daniel reeled away from the vivid flash of memory. He had just relived a moment of his dream. The vision faded almost as quickly as it appeared. Tentatively, he reached out. His fingers clasping around the metal zipper.
-Johnny looked down at the younger boys body and smiled-
Slowly, wishing he would wake up and this would all be a dream, he pulled the clasp down with a zzzzzzzzzzzzip.
-"Is this what you want Daniel? To be my slave?" Daniel's wrists were tied down-
Daniel pulled the jeans down just past Johnny's upper thigh. Just far enough. He reached up towards the light blue boxers, fingers curling around the top. With his pants off, Johnny's bulge looked even bigger, pressing outward, stretching the fabric. He took a deep breath and slid the boxers down to join the jeans.
-Johnny Lawrence hovered above him. Something pressed against his entrance-
Daniel gulped. Mere inches from his face was Johnny Lawrence's cock. This wasn't a dream. If it were a dream Daniel wouldn't be so scared... in his dreams, this is what Daniel wanted. More than anything. But this wasn't a dream. Daniel was being forced to suck Johnny Lawrence's dick. His very BIG dick. He had to have been a couple of inches bigger than Daniel. And Daniel wasn't too small himself.
Wait! Why wasn't he freaking out about this? Johnny was, in a sense, raping him! Forcing him to do something that he had never done before. At least not in real life. Daniel recalled the dream.
-"I love you Daniel." Johnny panted. "I love you too..."-
No! Was he in love with Johnny Lawrence? He couldn't be! He was in love with Ali! Ali! Ali, who loved him... who he told he loved... Ali who used to date Johnny.
Without thinking about it, Daniel had begun to stoke Johnny... making the older boy harder than he had been before. His hand, circling, didn't even wrap all the way around.
"Yesss..." Johnny moaned, arching his back at the touch. "Mmm... More. More!"
-Daniel felt the push. The filling sensation. "More!" he screamed-
Daniel took a breath. He knew what Johnny wanted him to do. He had done it a million times in his dreams, but here, on his knees, in this classroom, with Johnny, Daniel froze. He would have stayed like that too, but Johnny was getting impatient. He reached a hand down to the back of Daniel's head, feeling the soft hair, and pulled Daniel's mouth onto him.
Daniel had the presence of mind to open his mouth just before it was shoved inside. Straight to the back of his throat. Daniel's jaw ached with the strain. Drool slid down the sides of his mouth as he slurped longingly at the intrusion. He knew why he had been dreaming about doing these things with Johnny now. They were amazing! The taste of precum on the tip of his tongue. The smell of Johnny's cock. It was all so intoxicating.
-Johnny pumped faster. Pounding Daniel's prostate-
To his right, he heard another zipper being pulled down. He looked over to see Tommy with his pants and boxers around his ankles, pumping his semi-hard dick. Johnny noticed too. He pulled Daniel's mouth off of his dick mid suck, making a small popping noise.
"Give Tommy some of that. Tommy, you gotta try some of this, man!"
Tommy stepped forward, eagerly pointing his boner at Daniel's face. Daniel was too far gone in the haze of lust to care who was doing what to him at the time, so he obligingly took Tommy in just as he had with Johnny. Thankfully, Tommy wasn't as big as Johnny. Daniel had loved the feeling of fullness from Johnny, but his throat was in need of a break. Tommy was that break.
Tommy was different in other ways too. Whereas Johnny was sweet, and somewhat musky... Tommy had a slightly bitter taste, but smelled like flowers. But it wasn't too bad. Johnny took Daniel's hand and made him jack him off while he sucked on Tommy. And by the feel of it, he wouldn't be doing so for much longer.
-Daniel screamed out, as Johnny filled him to the brim-
Like Daniel thought, Johnny pulled the younger boy's head back to his own cock. He was moaning constantly now. Both of the Cobras were. Tommy's hand was just a blur as he jacked off furiously to his best friend getting head from their rival. It was too much. He took a quick step forward, into Daniel's range, and let loose.
Four shots. Four thick, ropy shots of hot cum hit Daniel right across the face. One after another. The feeling made Daniel moan in pleasure. The moan rumbled around the dick in his mouth. Johnny looked down to see what was happening. What he saw made him lose all sense of control.
He wanted to ride this out for as long as he could, but seeing Daniel covered in cum, with his dick in his mouth was too much. He felt the rumble start low in his stomach. His balls tightened up against his body. Pleasure broke out to a mad beat and danced through his brain. He let out a throaty growl, and his body gave a jerk.
Daniel felt the first wave of cum slide down the back of his throat. He tried to pull away, but Johnny held his head tight against the flow. He had no other choice, but to swallow it all. To fill himself with Johnny's cum. Drink it down like a glass of water in a hot desert. And what made Daniel sick, was that he wanted to. He wanted to be made into Johnny's slave. He wanted to be controlled by him.
It was awhile before Johnny was finally empty. When he was, he pulled away from Daniel and slid his pants back up. Tommy was already zipped up and waiting at the open door. Johnny looked down at Daniel. The boy had cum across his face and in his hair. A little was leaking from the inside of his mouth. And he was hard. Johnny thought about this. Did he care?
Of course not! But he did want to do this again. "LaRusso. Don't think this is over. Come over to my house this weekend. You'll work off the rest of your punishment there."
Daniel just nodded weakly. He knew that Johnny wasn't finished with him.
-Daniel woke in a cold sweat-
He could still taste Johnny Lawrence in his mouth.
