Sasha, Sasha, Sasha. Matthew couldn't help, but remember all of the times he spent with Sasha Ryan Barr. The times he bullied Sasha along with Seth and Lucas. The times he spent time alone with Sasha in either his bedroom or Sasha's. The times he satiated his desires, using Sasha as a vessel to pour his lustful, hormonal impulses into. The times that Sasha pissed him off to no end.
He would be lying to himself if he said that Sasha didn't peak his interest anymore. If he didn't have his princess satisfying his desire, he would've hate-fucked Sasha to see if there was any shred of that little geek he fucked so long ago left in that self-confident, fashionably dressed, pillar of the gay community.
Fuck, if he had both Sasha and Edd in the cell with him, he wouldn't hesitate to fuck both of them in front of each other. He would have both of them in his lap wearing nothing but their underwear with Sasha covered in bruises that Matthew had personally put on him before he would touch him again - punishment for putting Matthew in prison. He could imagine the leather collars they would both wear for him as he made out with both of them, one after the other, tugging on the leather leash to keep them in place while his tongue explored their wet caverns.
Of course, it would not end there. He would have just gotten started with the two of them. After he groped and felt up on the squirming duo in his lap, he would shove them unto the floor and tie them up with the leather leash. Then there would be the big dilemma; Who to fuck first. Sure Edd was his current fixation, but he wondered how differently Sasha would be in bed than he was a decade ago. Edd might have a firmer ass that stuck out more, but Sasha was a bit wider in the hips.
Once he figured out who to fuck first, then he would get things rolling. For Edd, he might thrust inside of Edd at a fast speed, his fingernails digging into Edd's narrow hips, but he might offer Edd some relief if the sixteen year old begged him sweetly. Sasha, on the hand, the sex with him would have been pure hate-fucking. His hands around Sasha's neck, as he pounded into Sasha mercilessly. They both would squeal underneath him as he fucked them against the floor. He would left various bites on their back, neck, buttocks and thighs to remind them that he is the greatest person that ever gave them a piece of dick.
Fuck, he needed to stop thinking about Sasha, but it was hard considering how much of an impact Sasha had in his past. The memories bubbled up to the surface again that Matthew tried so hard to repress. Memories of how he first got Sasha into his web in the first place. It begun when he was only thirteen.
He was sitting in Sex-Ed class with Seth and Lucas sitting in desks on either side of him and Sasha sitting behind him. The teacher was setting up for the latest lesson while Lucas, Seth, and Matthew talked amongst themselves. "What do you guys think she'll do for this lesson?" Matthew asked. "Show us a bunch of pictures of genital warts again?"
"Yeah, probably." Lucas snickered.
Their teacher went up towards the board with a piece of chalk and written the words 'Homosexuality/Bisexuality' on the board. This caused quite a few chuckles in the classroom. Lucas was one of the ones chuckling while Seth just shook his head. Matthew pretended to laugh along with the rest of the class. Secretly, he was mortified that they would teach that in school. He looked over at Sasha and seen that Sasha looked up at the board with extreme interest.
"Looks like they got a topic that is right up your alley, especially since you seem to love the football team so much." Matthew taunted. Lucas and Seth chuckled at the comment. The infamous Sasha rumor about Sasha liking the whole football team. That rumor never got old to Matthew.
"I don't like the football team, you moron!" Sasha hissed. "I'm getting sick and tired of your damn rumors. My own dad was visited by child protective services last week, because you lied and told the whole school that my dad blew me."
"Oh really?" Matthew laughed. "That is priceless! I'm definitely going to have to tell another one like that, because that is hilarious shit!"
"No, it's not!" Sasha protested.
The teacher's booming voice got their action. "That's enough, class! Let's get back to the lesson, because you will be graded on this section for a quiz next Friday." The class groaned audibly. "Now, we're going to start off with the basics. What is homosexuality and bisexuality?"
"A sin." Darcy sniffed. "It's unnatural in the eyes of God. Homosexuals are disgusting and bisexuals are whores who spread disease. Neither one of them would be saved from the lake of fire."
"Save that religious crap for someone who actually gives damn." Matthew shouted. "Some of us are actually trying to learn something."
"Who cares what you think, McGee. You and your friends are already heading to hell when you die for running around the school like a pack of heathens." Darcy taunted back.
"That is enough, Darcy. You too, Matthew." The teacher chastised before returning to her lesson. "Homosexuality is when a man or a woman feel a romantic and/or sexual attraction to the same sex. Men have an attraction to other men. Women have an attraction to other women. A bisexual is someone who is attracted to both sexes. Despite what some may think, homosexuality and bisexuality are not the products of a mental disorder. Their biology propels them to seek out these types of relationships. In fact, the American Psychiatric Association dropped homosexuality from their list of mental disorders. Are there any questions?"
Matthew didn't have any. He just wanted to get out of there. He didn't want some detailed, intellectual explanation of what he tried to suppress. He kept turning his head back to stare at Sasha and then turning his back to the front when Sasha turned his focus away from the teacher to take notes. This lesson was not helping in the least. In fact, it felt like the universe was against him in that moment. He wanted to throw Sasha down and have his way with him, but he didn't want to deal with the aftermath it may cause - or what the action might say about him. He started seeing a couple of girls a few weeks back, is there nothing that would put his attraction to Sasha at bay?
"There are ways in which homosexual men or women express their sexual attraction. A homosexual or bisexual man can insert their fingers or penis, the sexual organ we discussed a few chapters back, into the anus of their male lover. Both actions can stimulate the prostate and help the submissive partner achieve an orgasm."
There was laughter in the classroom. The idea of people having "butt sex", as they would call it, was an alien concept to most thirteen year olds albeit a funny one to them. To Matthew, the lesson was nothing new. He already knew about prostate stimulation from the magazines he pulled out of the dumpster at the sex shop. While most of those were straight pornographic magazine, some of them were gay ones.
Matthew looked back as Sasha. Sasha eyes were still focused on the lesson. The redhead's skin looked so soft and delicate, like the boy hadn't had much exposure to the sun. Matthew wondered if Sasha had begun puberty yet. On the outside, it looked as though Sasha was in the beginning of it. Matthew could see a hint of muscle underneath the green graphic sweater with a light green shamrock that Sasha wore. Matthew bit his own bottom lip, imagining what that delicate skin would feel like underneath his touch.
Matthew was thankful when school was finally released. After his awkward time in Sex-ed, he also had to deal with being in the same locker room as Sasha where he caught Sasha changing into his gym clothes. The only thing that would stop the constant barrage of sexual thoughts seemed to be to act out on them. This was not his day.
He found Sasha immediately after school by the redhead's locker. Matthew slammed his hand down on the locker next to Sasha's to prevent him from going anywhere. Sasha flinched at the sound and turned toward Matthew with contempt in his eyes. "What do you want?" Sasha asked icily.
"Watch your tone, Sasha, or I will kick your ass again." Matthew replied. "I came because Mrs. Wilson wants you to tutor me in English. She was pretty busy, so she sent me instead to tell you. I figure we could do it tonight since I've got nothing better to do. I still live in the same house near your aunt and uncles."
"I suppose I can. I really don't want to though." Sasha admitted.
Matthew grinned at patted Sasha on the back. "That's great." He replied in an insincere cheerful voice. "I'll see you at five."
He started to walk down the hallway when he spotted Seth and Lucas. Seth was popping the acne off of Lucas face while the brunette yelled and swiped at Seth to get Seth to cease his actions. "Oh that is so fucking nasty." Seth commented as one blackhead popped between his fingers. He wiped his two fingers on the wall. Both Seth and Lucas had been going puberty lately. Seth had been getting broader, developing muscle mass in his arms and chest, and Lucas had been getting acne.
"Cut it out! I don't need you to pick at my face every time you see a damn zit." Lucas wailed at Seth and then turned to Matthew. "What's this about Sasha going to your house today?"
Matthew didn't want them to know about his plans for Sasha. He decided to play it cool and lie to them as well. "I need tutoring in English."
"Great, Seth's got a new pellet gun. We could fire a few rounds at him before he gets to your house." Lucas suggested.
Matthew shook his head. "If you do that, then I won't be tutored in English. You'll have to do it tomorrow." He did not want Lucas and Seth to be anywhere near his house when Sasha comes over. He didn't know what their reactions would be to both the news of his bisexuality or the fact that his choice in a sex partner was the same person they have been bullying for years.
"You need us to come over?" Seth asked.
"Nah, man." Matthew shook his head. "It's just going to be me studying with Sasha at my house. Doesn't get any more boring than that."
"Okay." Seth replied. "I'll see you tomorrow then."
Matthew waved as he took off. When Matthew got home, he found out that he had to watch his little brother Eddy. He sighed, wondering how he was going to juggle watching his little brother and putting the moves on Sasha. As the time rolled by closer to five, he figured he would warn Eddy against getting into his way tonight. "I'm only telling you once, Pipsqueak, if you get in my way tonight; I will hurt you so bad. You don't want that, do you?"
The five year frantically shook his head, afraid of the consequences that would come with disobeying his savage older brother. "I-I'll be good."
"Good," Matthew replied, "-Because I have a guest tonight and if you do anything to wreck things for me, well, there's no telling what I would do. I don't care what you hear, don't try to open my fucking door for anything, got it?"
Eddy nodded and then asked. "Is it scam stuff?"
"Yes, it's scam stuff." Matthew lied.
When he heard a knock on the door, he cautiously padded to the door to answer it. Sasha was standing outside of the door with English textbooks in his arms. Matthew had to pinch himself. His half-baked plan was coming to fruition in front of his very own eyes. Sasha gave an uneasy smile. "Hello, sorry I'm ten minutes late. I was talking to my aunt and uncle for a moment before I came over."
"Your aunt and uncle know you're here?" Matthew quirked an eyebrow.
Sasha nodded. "Yeah, my parents too. Otherwise they would have come looking for me."
"Whatever," Matthew replied dismissively, hoping that a few adults wouldn't ruin about what he had planned for Sasha. Sure, there was a slight chance Sasha's parents would come looking for Sasha, but Matthew figured he still had several hours with the redhead. That was just enough time to bend the redhead to his will.
Sasha waltzed in and discovered Eddy who peered from behind the living room doorway, watching Sasha with wide eyes. Sasha waved to the child. "Hello." He then turned to Matthew. "You didn't tell me that you were watching your little brother."
"It don't matter, he won't bother us while we are studying." Matthew replied. "Now let's head upstairs, I've got a lot of homework to catch up on."
Sasha shrugged and waved goodbye to Eddy. As they headed up the stairs, Sasha began babbling about English assignments. "We're currently reading Lord of the Flies in English class, which is an amazing book about kids who are stranded on a deserted island and they start to make up their own rules about how to live on the island. I've read it ahead of schedule, it was that good."
"Uh-huh." Matthew nodded, not really paying attention to what Sasha was saying. He led Sasha to his bedroom where a black door was covered with chains and locks stood. Just enough resistance to keep everyone out of his room while he was away. He unlocked the door with the keys in his pocket and led Sasha inside.
Sasha took a look around the room while Matthew went up to his red fridge/fold out bed to get his bed out. He heard Sasha reply behind him. "God, you actually kept that thing? That was meant as a gag gift more than anything. Payback for ruining my birthday party." Matthew turned and seen that Sasha was putting at the pink toilet seat that hung from a hangman's noose.
"Yeah, so?" Matthew asked, daring Sasha to say anything.
Sasha only shrugged. "N-nothing. It's just something I noticed is all." As Sasha went towards the bed and laid out the books needed for studying. Sasha still had no idea that Matthew wasn't planning on studying in the least. Sasha flipped to a chapter that he probably wanted Matthew to read.
Matthew made his way to the door and locked up the door, trapping both him and Sasha inside. He pocketed the key and headed towards Sasha. With one fell swoop, he knocked the books Sasha brought to the floor and pounces on the redhead. Sasha gasps and trembles underneath Matthew's body. Matthew had Sasha's chin between his index fingers and his thumb, preventing Sasha from moving his head much.
"Wha- What is this? I thought we were supposed to be studying. What are you doing?" Sasha asked, trying to push Matthew off him. Sasha struggled against Matthew, but Matthew pushed Sasha into the mattress, remaining on top of him as he had done so.
"Well, I found something better for us to do than studying. Wouldn't you agree?" Matthew purred darkly. He leaned over and pressed his lips against Sasha.
Sasha tilted his head to the side and gasped out. "What the heck is going on? Do you like me or something?"
"What does it look like, you fucking dipshit?" Matthew replied back, harshly. "I have a certain pain in my balls and the girls I'm currently seeing are not doing the trick anymore. The only thing that dull the ache is you. - And you are the perfect person for the job. I bet you feel as sexually frustrated as I do - what with not having any other gay boys to turn to."
"Am I that obvious?" Sasha whispered. "It sucks being one of the only gay kids in the school. I feel so alone. There's no one to talk to about my problems, especially since Misty left. It just seems like everyday is hell." Sasha actually looked sad to Matthew. Loneliness would do that to someone.
It was going to be easier to get Sasha into bed with him than he had anticipated. He just had to push the issue that Sasha was not going to get anything else, not even companionship if he didn't comply with Matthew's wishes, and the redhead would be his eager little fucktoy. "Oh, that's because you are alone. There's no other gay boy in Peach Creek and not a single person who gives a crap about gay people. However, I'll let you in on a little secret; I'm bisexual. If you let me have my way with you, then you won't have to feel lonely anymore." Matthew caressed Sasha's reddened cheeks. "You don't want to feel alone anymore, do you?"
"I don't want it to be with you." Sasha replied, quietly and sullenly. "All you and your friends ever do is bully me. Though I should have seen this coming since you like to undress me to bully me. By the way, you're just going to bully me even after I give you what you want, so why should I even trust you enough to give you my virginity? Huh?"
Stubborn bastard. This was frustrating to the thirteen year old. He just wanted to do sexual stuff to Sasha without this melodramatic bullshit. "Let's put it this way, Sasha, in a way that you would understand. You can either have the complete package of having someone accepting you for the real you or you can leave here and I'll tell the whole school that you threw yourself at me." Matthew unzipped his pants and let his half-hard cock flop down between them. "So are you going to suck me off or do I have to tell the school that you're a faggot."
Sasha groaned. "Fine, I'll do it, but you need to let me up first."
Matthew obliged and lifted himself from Sasha. Once Sasha gotten off the bed, Matthew flopped back down. Matthew gave himself a few experimental tugs to get his cock a bit harder. As Sasha got down on his knees, Matthew stopped him. "Hold on a second, I want you to remove your clothes before you blow me."
"What?" Sasha stared him incredulously.
Matthew grinned. "You heard me. Remove your sweater and pants." Sasha obliged. He removed his converse shoes, his baggy black pants, and his green sweater, leaving him in his red boxers. Sasha undressed the same way someone would undress to get changed and not the sexy way that strippers undressed. Matthew knew they would have to work on that.
Sasha's face was as red as his fiery locks from embarrassment. Upon Sasha's skin, Matthew could see the scar he had given Sasha a few years back when they had that blood oath. Other than that one particular scar, the only blemishes to Sasha's skin was the freckles on the thirteen year old's torso. Perfect.
"The underwear too, Sasha. I want to see it all." Matthew gestured for the redhead to remove his boxers. Sasha shyly removed them too and kicked the boxers away from him. Before the redhead attempted to cover himself to preserve his modesty, Matthew had a glimpse of the sparse pubic hair near Sasha's cock. It was also pleased Matthew to know that he had a bigger member that Sasha.
Matthew gestured towards his lap for Sasha to come over. Sasha kneeled down in front of Matthew's lap and stared at Matthew's dick until Matthew hurried him along. "What are you waiting for? Suck on it." Patience was not one of Matthew's virtues.
Sasha hesitated and then nodded, taking Matthew into his mouth. Sasha grimaced, not used to having a cock in his mouth before. After a while, the redhead began to bob his head up and down on Matthew's cock. Matthew had relaxed against the wall near his bed. While this was not the best blowjob he's ever received, the fact that it was Sasha who was sucking on him more than made up for it.
"Watch your teeth." Matthew grimaced. "I don't want them scraping against my dick so much." Once Sasha did as he was instructed to, Matthew had began to enjoy being at the receiving end of a blowjob once more. He cursed, he moaned, and hissed as pleasure coursed through his veins.
It was incredible. It was like the time he had sex with Misty. Everything just fell into place. He was riding high like he was on the world's most powerful drug. Everything in the room just seemed to blend around them as the sucking continued. As he ran his fingers through Sasha's hair, he commented lazily, "You know, you would look better with your hair spiked up." Matthew moaned. "That's it, you're doing so well. Fuck!"
Matthew then felt a familiar sensation grip him. Even Sasha's awkward pace wasn't enough to put out the fire growing inside. Heat pooled in his genitals and several parts of his body tingled. He grabbed Sasha's head and began thrusting into Sasha's mouth. He heard the redhead choking, but didn't care. He was almost finished anyway.
He thrust his hips, his cock still inside of Sasha's mouth before he started to see pure white. The orgasm had hit him hard. He felt like he had got dizzy from the orgasm and grabbed onto Sasha as he poured the remainder of his ejaculate inside of Sasha's mouth. His breath came out in shallow gasps as he attempted to come down from his high.
When he finally was able to focus on his surroundings, he noticed that Sasha looked greener than his shirt - like he was about ready to puke on Matthew's bed. Matthew growled and threatened. "If you puke on my bed, I'm going to kill you."
"It just tastes so disgusting," Sasha whined, a thick white liquid pouring from his chin. Matthew then had an idea. He saw it in a gay pornographic magazines he owned and wanted to try it. He leaned over Sasha and then kissed the redhead. His tongue darted out and brushed against the wet cavern. He could taste his own cum in the redhead's mouth and it drove him wild. He didn't even know what Sasha was complaining about.
He finally withdrew after a while and licked his lips of the leftover cum on his lips. Sasha finally swallowed the cum still in his mouth with a loud wheezing groan. It'll probably take a bit for Sasha to get used to the taste of cum, especially since Matthew was planning on using Sasha for his pleasure more often, enjoying what the redheaded teen had to offer. After a while, Sasha got dressed and snuck back home before Matthew's parents returned.