I spent the whole day in a nervous state.

I could feel the fact I wanted to be near Donnie like a physical thing. When I got too excited, I would reach into my pocket and feel the dirty jock and feel instantly better. Between classes I would ditch into a bathroom, lock myself in a stall and huff the jock until I was nearly dizzy. The I would tuck it away, got to class and slowly feel myself come down from my Donnie high.

Lunch I wandered into the Student Union and found Donnie sitting with a few other jocks at a table, laughing loudly. When I walked in Donnie waved me over, I slowly headed over, not sure how to handle other people.

"Hey Kent, you know the guys?" he said gesturing to the other people, I did not but I nodded and gave them a what's up, "Hey grab me a slice, will you? I'm starving!"

They were serving pizza today, the smell of it was everywhere. I nodded and walked over to the counter, "And a Coke!" he shouted.

I nodded again.

I loaded up a tray with two slices and a couple of Cokes, knowing this was about all the money I had. Ma and Pa paid me chores for the farm but not a lot and it wasn't like the Titans got paid. I was going to need to find a way to make some money if I was going to be paying for all of Donnie's food. I wonder if I could get a job at the Piggly Wiggly bagging groceries?

I came back and sat the tray down next to Donnie who grabbed a slice and began chomping down. I grabbed the other and began to eat.

"So, what's up with you Kent?" one of the guys asked, "Why you always sitting out gym?"

I was about to answer when Donnie said, "He has allergies, but they're better. He's gonna play with us today, right?"

I looked at him confused, "I am?"

He nodded, "You are."

I felt a rush pf emotion pass through me. "Yeah, I mean I got pills now for it."

They nodded, seemingly buying the lie but I knew it was because Donnie vouched for me.

"Yeah, trust me," Donnie said finished his pizza, "Kent can be a beast when he wants to be." I felt my face grow red and he laughed and reached over and took the rest of my slice, "Gimme that, they make these slices too small."

I let him and watched as he finished my lunch.

They talked about nothing for most of the hour, there was a county fair this weekend and they were talking about what girl they wanted to take and finger on the ferris wheel. They explained it was a right of passage in Smallville to take your steady up there and get them off and that it was pretty much expected.

I said it sounded cool and one of them said they needed to find me a girl to take.

"Come on guys," Donnie said putting his arm around me, "Trust me Kent here will be beating them off with a stick soon enough."

They laughed, thinking Donnie was telling a joke, to them I was a nobody, just a four eyed geek that no one liked. But here was Donnie talking up for me, and thy accepted it because Donnie was amazing, and everyone listened to them.

Lunch was over and Donnie and me headed to science, we were quiet until we got to the back of the classroom, "So how many times you sniffed it?" he asked with a gleeful smile.

I looked down, "A lot."

He chuckled, "Yeah my girl likes my smell, don't she?"

Still looking down I nodded, feeling fifteen different kinds of fucked up but happy…so fucking happy…

The door opened and one of the assistant principals walked in, "Ok class, Professor Wilkes is out sick, so we are going to be watching a movie." A student came in behind him with a tv and VCR and hooked it up. "If you want to put your head down that's fine, no talking. And before you ask no this isn't going to be on the test, consider this a free period."

He turned off the lights and started the VCR.

It was some show about some old guy and most everyone put their head down on their desks. The asst. principal sat at the desk, feet up, and was skimming on his phone, no one was paying attention to anything.

I was about to put my head down when I felt Donnie grab my hand and pull it under the desk. I looked over at him and he had pulled his cock out and placed my hand on it. God every time I saw the thing it looked bigger! I held my breath as I felt the heat come off it, and for a moment I forgot where I was. The people, the principal, all of it just vanished as I grabbed the base of his cock and felt my mouth go dry.

I looked up into his eyes and he nodded and let go of my hand.

I slowly started to stroke him, and his eyes closed as he leaned back, enjoying himself. Seeing him get pleasure, the small moan…it made my own cock throb as I stroked him faster. I kept looking around, afraid someone would look back and see us, but everyone was either watching the movie or dozing off.

Doing this in public was turning me on as much as it was terrifying me.

Why was I doing this? I wasn't gay but fuck the feeling of his massive cock in my hand was so hot I don't know if I would have stopped if someone looked back. I kept glancing down at it, just obsessed at how little of it I could grab with my hand…it got to a point where I wasn't paying attention to anything else…and then wanted more…

Next thing you know I climbed behind the desk and began to suck him off. His eyes shot open as he saw me on my knees, looking up at him worshipping his cock. His smile got wide as he pushed me down onto his shaft, I relaxed my throat, trying to suppress my gagging…

Holy shit was I teaching myself how to suck a cock?

The thought that Superboy was being trained to be a cocksucker just humiliated me and I felt real anguish…but at the same time I was so turned on by it…I wasn't Superboy was I? Not like this, I was just cocksucker Conner Kent. Down here I was just Donnie's cunt…and loved it. I closed my eyes and pushed everything else out of my mind. I was licking his precum and felt my head spin…

Oh yeah…this is where I belonged.

I held his cock with both hands as I stroked the base, rolling my tongue around his swollen head, just worshipping it as the work of art it was. How did he fit this thing in his pants? How did everyone in the world not see it from miles away? I licked the thick vein running up the center and his hands tightened in my hair, letting me know he was pleased.

God just that thought made me body sing, I was leaking in my jeans again just knowing I was bringing him pleasure. I didn't care in the moment if this was gay or whatever, all I knew was that I was making my man happy and that made me happy. I didn't dare touch my own cock, I know the slightest nudge would send me shooting and I couldn't do that, not yet.

Donnie had to cum first.

"Fuck…" he whispered, and I knew he was close.

Shit my mind went into overdrive knowing I was about to eat his load! I began to suck harder, my hands moving to play with his fucking oversized balls as both his hands dug into my hair now, pushing me down onto his cock faster. He was thrusting into my mouth, all I could do was hold on as he face fucked me, his cock slamming the back of my throat as he viciously used Superboy's mouth as a fucking fleshjack.

And it hit me again, I was Superboy, on my knees, sucking a cock…and I felt torn…I couldn't do this…I shouldn't…

He grunted and his first shot hit my tongue and all my doubts vanished. My cock began to shoot the second I tasted his load, my body shaking as he held my cock down onto his cock, blasting gallon after gallon of cum down my throat. God this was it, this was all I wanted…on my knees, drinking his cum…how had I lived before this? How had I ever been happy? Tim, the Titans, even Cassie seems to useless now as I swallowed his cum and knew I wanted so much more…

As always, he had to pull my head off his sofenting cock as I tried to suck just one more drop from his deflated member. When I didn't stop, he slapped my face lightly and raised a finger.

I backed off, fighting back a whimper.

I sat back up and tried to compose myself. He was quietly laughing at me and smoothed my hair out where he had pulled it. I smiled back, a drop of his cum rolling down my chin. He reached out, caught it and held it up to my mouth.

I willingly licked it clean and began to suck as his finger.

He pulled it back and gestured to the rest of the class, reminding me we were still in school, surrounded my people.

I shrugged and he shook his head, we sat in silence for the rest of the class.

When the bell rang people got up but Donnie stopped me, "Dude, do something about that."

He was pointing to the stain I made when I came, I took off my flannel and wrapped it around my waist, covering it up.

"We need to potty train you," he said as we walked out towards gym.

"Sorry," I said sadly, thinking I was being scolded.

He nudged me, "Hey my girl gets off when I do, that isn't a bad thing, we just need to teach you some manners."

God, I hated being called a girl, but I loved being Donnie's.

We got into the locker room, and he began to change out, when he saw me standing there he said, "Get some shorts on, you're playing today." I had heard him, but I couldn't move, watching him change out. God he was amazing, if I looked like him, I would never wear clothes. He was so built, so cut, it was like everything I ever wanted to look like times ten.

He snapped his fingers in front of my face, "Stare later, change now."

I shook my head and nodded, I had made excuses up to this point, not wanting to stand out as anything more than Conner Kent. I had a note that said I had asthma so I wouldn't need to play, it was just too hard not to tell I wasn't a nerd in a pair of gym shorts.

But Donnie said I had to and…and I wanted to please Donnie…

I got undressed, shedding my jeans, and slipping on a pair of red gym shorts. I wore a plain t shirt cause I hadn't brought anything else to wear. Donie grinned at me and winked, "That's my girl."

My face grew red as we walked out to the court.

The guys he had been talking with at lunch were there and we sat down with them, they looked me up and down with impressed looks, "What the fuck Kent? You're jacked!" one exclaimed.

"I told you," Donnie said holding my arm up, "Look at these guns…flex."

I flexed for them, and they were very impressed, "Why the fuck you been covered up this whole time boy?"

"That's nothing, lose the shirt."

My first reaction was to protest but that faded under Donnie's gaze and I took my shirt off. I did a proper flex, showing my pecs and abs and the guys began to howl and clap like I was a stripper.

"Take it off Kent!"

"Take it all off!"

The praise felt good as Donnie and they cheered, I had spent so long just being ignored around here…and now Donnie was changing that…changing everything. I flexed harder and struck another pose and they just laughed and hooted.

"Ok come on," Donnie said, "Let's get out there."

I put my shirt and we jogged out onto the court.

"Ok you know the drill," the coach said after taking role, "Two teams, skins and shirts."

Donnie stood up and shed his shirt, "I'll take skins and Kent's on my team."

The coach looked at me surprised, "You actually playing today, Kent?"

I nodded and he shrugged, "Ok then, you has shirts?"

Donnie looked at me, "Come on, lose the shirt."

I took it off, feeling so exposed for some reason. I tossed the shirt aside and saw Donnie smiling at me shaking his head, "So much better…"

We broke into teams and I my super hearing started to catch snippets of conversations, "Who the hell is that?" "Is that Kent?" "Where the fuck was, he hiding all that?" "Who would have guessed the weird kid was ripped?"

A dozen variations of pretty much that.

I heard a click and I looked over to the crowd and say a kid with a camera, taking pics of us as we got ready to play. I had seen him before, I think he worked on the school paper, he was always wandering around take pictures of stuff…but he looked like he was taking a picture of just me.

"Heads up!" Donnie said and my attention went back to the game.

The game started and we put the ball in play, I wasn't a big basketball fan, but I knew the game well enough. Donnie seemed like he was made to play it so I spent a lot of time just passing the ball to him so he could score. We tore it up, there was no one who could stop me or Donnie once we got going.

If I thought he had looked impressive in the stands, up close he was fucking perfect. I made sure no one got close to him so he could do this thing, and the times I got the ball I made sure it got to Donnie so he could show everyone else how badass he was. I also missed a couple of passes cause I was lost watching Donnie's body move up close. The way his abs glistened when he jumped, the bulge of his cock that bounced when he went for a shot…sometimes when he made a shot, he would run up to me and bounce against me, his chest slapping against me.

I felt my cock throb each time we touched.

By the end of the period, we had stomped the other team, and everyone was cheering us from the stands. The guys went wild, you could swear this was a real game and not just gym class. Donnie embraced me and picked me up, "Fucking Kent!"

He was covered in sweat, and I felt myself harden the second he touched me. I laughed and he felt my cock rub up against his body as he put me down, he looked down at it and then back at me, a mischievous groin on his face.

"Come on man," one of the guys said, "Let's hit the showers."

He never stopped looking at me, "Um go ahead man, coach wants us to pick up the balls and shit."

"That sucks, you want some help?"

Donnie looked back at him, "Nah we're good, go ahead and bounce."

He nodded and looked at me, "Looked good out there Kent, I'm impressed."

"Thanks man!" I said as he walked out.

"I'm impressed too," Donnie said as he started to pick up the random balls around the court, "You were hot out there."

I began to pick the others up, "Not as hot as you," I admitted."

He winked, "Well duh."

We finished picking everything up and I glanced at the clock, "Shit, I'm gonna be late for my last period."

Donnie grabbed my shoulder and pushed me towards the locker room, "Yeah you're skipping that class."

"But…" I protested as he pushed me into the empty locker room.

He slammed me up against one of the lockers and began to fondle my pecs, "Fuck you looked so hot out there," he said, kneading my pecs like they were tits, "My fucking hot ass girl with his fat titties…"

He leaned in and nibbled at one of my nipples and I gasped as I felt my whole body shake, "Donnie…" I whined.

He ignored me and gnawed on the other one until they were both red and swollen, and I was trembling.

"I got the hottest girl," he said, going back to massaging them, feeling me up like I was just a pair of tits. It was so demeaning but fuck…it felt so good! "They looked so good bouncing out there…jiggling…" He was so sweaty, and his smell was everywhere, I was nothing but an object right now, but I didn't care. I just stood there and let him do what he wanted, my cock raging hard the whole time.

"You like being my girl?" he said, taking both nipples in his hands at once."

"Ohh…"I cried as he tweaked them hard.

"Answer!" he snapped.

"I do," I whimpered as he kept twisting them, "I really do!"

"Yeah you do," he said, stopping, moving his hands down over my abs, "You're mine Kent, all fucking mine."

I nodded, "All yours Donnie…only you…"

He smiled at my answer and put a hand on each shoulder, "Down."

He pushed me down to my knees, my mouth began to water ready to suck his cock. He saw me look at it and he shook his head, "Nu-uh…push your titties together."

I looked up at him confused and put my hands to the sides of my pecs.

"Come on, push them close…"

I pushed them together, my pecs pressing up against each other, swelling up…

"Oh yeah…" he said pulling his cock out and slipping it between my pecs, "Nothing like tittie fucking my girl."

I felt his massive cock move through the valley in my pecs and was as humiliated as I was turned on. He was fucking my pecs like I was a chick! He was literally using Superboy's chest as a cunt…and I was letting him!

"Fuck yeah…girl gots those fucking titties…" he said speeding up.

God this was humiliating, I knelt there, holding my pecs tight for him to fuck…and still my cock was dripping wet I was so turned on. What the fuck was wrong with me? Why was I letting this happen?

"Yeah, come on girl, tell me how much you like this…I wanna hear…"

I didn't like it but my mouth answered for me anyways.

"I love it…I love the way you cock feels…please Donnie…use me…fuck, my tits…"

"You want me to unload on your face?"

Just the thought made me nauseous and made me moan, "Please Donny…please paint my face…"

God I was sick.

"Yeah, that's my slut, my fucking jock slut…aren't you, Kent? You gonna be my gym pussy from now on?"

My mind was clouding up, his scent was just overpowering now, "I'm your pussy Donnie…I am…"

"You gonna be my slutty girl?" he said, his cock a blur between my tits now.

"I'm your slut, please Donnie I'm you slut…" I cried, feeling my own cock get closer to shooting without touching it.

He grabbed my forehead and slammed it back against the locker and took his cock kin hand and began to stroke, "Conner Kent…my slutty jock cunt…"

I opened my mouth as he began to shoot, his load spraying all over my face and then into my mouth. The taste of his seed sent me over the edge, and I came all over my gym shorts, soaking them as he unloaded shot after shot of hot cum into my mouth. I moaned in horror as I realized how fucking degrading this was, even as my own cock stained my shorts with sperm.

He stroked every last drop out of his giant cock, the last few dribbles falling on my tits, like the punctuation on a rather lewd sentence.

When he was done, he stood up, looking down at his work with pride. After a second, he shook his head and turned away, "Fucking go shower slut before someone sees you and thinks you're for sale."

I slowly got up, feeling like a piece of trash. I walked into the shower…but as I went, I wiped his cum off my face and ate it…savoring it like it was the best meal I had ever eaten. I felt like crying as I cleaned my whole face off before turning on the water…not wanting to miss a drop.

Fuck someone save me from this!