Finally walking off the plane from my first class seat on a Thursday evening. It feels good to be home. I'm back in town for my 10-year high school reunion. This time I'm going to be the one everyone's jealous of. I've got the perfect job, making more money than I know what to do with. Well… being an accountant for a huge tech firm, I obviously invest my money to earn interest and make more money… but my point being, I'm far better off than all the people I went to high school with. There's no way any of those jerks are making as much money as me. Especially Logan Hanson and Devin Bates. Those assholes made my life hell in high school. There's no way they're better off than I am.
Logan maybe, he was at least smart enough to get good grades, Devon, on the other hand, was a complete tool and an absolute idiot. Unless he made it to the NFL, which he didn't, there's no way he achieved anything with his life. But it's Logan I want to show up. He always went out of his way to put me down. He tried to act so manly, but honestly, his voice sounded so girly. I'm surprised Devon didn't give him shit for it. Even though he was shorter than me, being the state champion in wrestling, he had the advantage. Every chance he got, he'd wrestle me down and put me in some kind of humiliating headlock to force me to submit to him. He wouldn't let me out until I said some kind of self-degrading thing. Of course, a lot of the time I probably instigated it further, I could never keep my mouth shut.
Anyways, it's finally time to show those assholes up. As I leave the TSA check-in, I see my mother waiting for me. "Hey honey, it's so good to see you!" she says. My mother hasn't changed a bit. Still has the brighter than the sun smile, with the natural curves and her golden blonde hair. She hasn't aged a bit.
I pull her in a hug, lifting her off the ground. "It's good to see you too, mom."
After I let go of her, she holds me at arm's length and gives me the motherly once over. "I like the new hairstyle. Short on the side and long on the top, it's so professional! You look so grown up with the well-kept beard. My baby's all grown up!"
"Thanks, mom."
We walk over to grab my bag as she fills me in on all the gossip our small town thrives on. "Lucy found out her husband was having an affair with another man, she kicked him out! It's been the talk of the town!"
"Sounds like some things never change," I mutter.
"You can say that again, of course, everyone has pretty much ostracized Greg since they found out he's gay. I don't see a problem with him being gay, it's the whole cheating thing that bothers me," she carries on. My mother has never been one to judge a person based on sexual orientation or anything like that, she's fairly open-minded… But she takes honesty very seriously. Betray her trust and you've earned a spot on her shit list, especially since my dad cheated on her many times over. That's why he's no longer in the picture.
"I feel so bad for Lucy, she's such a nice woman and to go through the shame of being cheated on… It's just so sad," she says as I grab my luggage and we make our way out to her car.
"Kai, you know I don't care if you're gay, right? But you better promise me no matter who you start dating, never ever cheat on them!" Even though I'm not gay, everyone seems to think I am for whatever odd reason. I've dealt with it my entire life, I've kind of just go along with it now.
"Mom, I'm not that kind of guy," I tell her kiddingly. "Give me a little credit, will ya?"
"You're right, I raised a good boy," she says as she opens the trunk and I set my bag inside.
"So where do you want to go to eat?" my mother asks as we get into her car.
"Hmmm, so many choices… How about that Chinese place I love!?" I ask.
"Sorry honey, it closed last year…"
"What!? No way!" I can't believe they would close! They've been open since as long as I can remember…
"I was just as surprised as you were… Hey, there's this new Mexican bar downtown. Want to try it out?" she asks.
"Sure, why not."
It takes us an hour to get to our little town from the airport and we finally arrive downtown. Mom parks the car in a small lot and pays the meter. It was only a couple of blocks to the little Mexican restaurant, called the Cantina. It's a small little joint, in the back alley behind the main strip through downtown. My mom calls it cute. It's a blend of different colors, bringing out the stylish Hispanic culture with all sorts of decorations from little Mexican sombreros in the center of each table to the ponchos the wait staff wear. Truly makes you feel as if you were in Mexico. It was sort of busy, but we managed to get a seat at the outside dining area.
"So, how is work going?" my mom asks as we browse the menu.
"Ehh… I'm making good money, but I still feel like I'm at the bottom of the totem pole. I mean come on, I've been working there for 4 years now. I've pulled more than my fair share of work and yet I feel like I still get no respect," I tell her.
"Oh don't worry hun, you'll get there. It takes time. Just keep plugging away."
"I don't know, I've been thinking of leaving for a while now," I admit.
"If that's how you feel, then you should do it. I would just have something lined up before you just up and quit," my mother says.
"You're right." The waitress comes over and takes our orders. I get the three cheese quesadilla and a beer. My mom orders a tossed Mexican salad and a margarita.
"So… Any special girl in your life? Or guy?" she asks.
"Like I have time for a relationship with this job. I'm working 60 hours a week." The waitress brings us our drinks and I take a sip of my beer. I notice a cute girl sitting by herself at the bar. She's got short dark brown hair, shaved on one side. She's sporting a black skirt with black leggings and a pair of black knee-high boots. She's got on a pink tank top and that's when I notice she's kind of ripped, especially for being so small.
The waitress brings out our order and we both dig in. It's so delicious. Wow. The three different kinds of cheeses blend together in perfect melted harmony and you can taste each of the three kinds of cheese. "Oh my god, this is so good! How's yours?" I ask.
"Oh it's amazing," she says.
It doesn't take us long before we finish up. The waitress drops off the bill after she picks up our empty plates. I pull out my credit card and pay before my mom gets a chance to.
"Oh honey, you don't have to pay when you're at home," she says.
"No mom, I should definitely pay. It's not like I can't afford it. Besides, who else am I going to spoil with all my money?"
"You're too kind."
"Hey, I think I'm going to hit up the bars and see if I can run into some of my old classmates if that's alright with you."
"Oh that's totally fine, we'll have plenty of time together later. You're here till Sunday right?"
"Yep, great! I'll make it up to you tomorrow." I say as I walk her out of the restaurant and give her a big hug.
'Thanks for dinner, hun. Next time it's on me."
"Oh, you don't have to, mom. I can easily afford to treat you to a few dinners."
"Well, have fun and call me if you need a ride."
"Okay, mom. I love ya."
"Love you too."
With that, she walks out and I head back into the bar. A seat's still open next to that cute girl with the short hair. I walk over. "Is someone sitting here?" I ask.
She turns to me and her face lights up in surprise. "Kai?" she asks with a familiar voice.
"Yeah… Do I know you?" She looks familiar, but I definitely would remember meeting a girl like her.
"Well, it's a little complicated… But you look good… Really good," she says as her eyes travel up and down my body. "By the way, no is sitting there."
I take my seat and face her. I look into her eyes to solve the mystery that is her. I feel like I know her, but I can't put my finger on it right now. "Why's it so complicated?"
She stares back at me and I can tell she's nervous. "It's… It's a long story."
"I've got all night." She glances away for a moment, before looking back into my eyes.
"Fine… I… uh, how do I put this. I graduated with you."
"I don't remember you… What's your name?"
"Well… It's Noelle, but… I used to go by Logan." I can't help but blink.
"No way! It can't be…" I look deep into her eyes. "Holy shit! I can't believe it!"
"Yeah… I ah… I just want to say… I'm sorry… I was a total jerk to you in high school," she says as she glances away. I'm still shocked at this revelation.
"Yeah, no kidding… You were definitely an asshole. I literally hated your guts. I still can't believe how much you've changed. I would have never guessed in a hundred years that you would end up being transgender," I admit.
"Yeah… Honestly, I kind of knew all along deep down. I think that's why I was such an asshole to everyone. I wanted to make everyone think I was some kind of macho manly dude so they wouldn't see the truth…" She looked away with the saddest expression. "The truth being that deep down I felt more like a girl, than a guy."
"So that's why you were so mean to me?" I ask, she looks back at me, staring deep into my eyes.
"No, not really. Honestly, I had the biggest crush on you and I sort of enjoyed being rough with you. Seeing you humiliated and embarrassed kind of turned me on. You don't know how many times I've wanted to fuck you after I wrestled you to the grown and put you into a submission." She had that sadistic look in her eyes, the same one I remember all too well in high school. "I know it's fucked up and I've always felt so guilty about it. I really never truly wanted to hurt you, I just wanted you and I was afraid of what other people would think if I actually admitted my feelings, especially what you would have thought of me."
"So instead you just continued to humiliate me?" I ask with a hint of sarcasm. "Definitely see the logic there."
"Hey… High school was a confusing place. It's really more like a ruthless prison than a place of learning. It just felt like you either had to be the bully or be bullied. I just wished I was more like you. You were never afraid to do the right thing or speak your mind."
"Are you kidding me? I was deathly afraid of you and Devon. I avoided you both at all cost. I just hid behind sarcasm, not that it did me any good." She grins at me with an innocent smile.
"I wish things could have been different. Maybe we could have been friends or something more." She takes a long sip of her drink. "By the way, Devon is an asshole and I regret hanging out with him."
"Haha, yeah I wonder how his life turned out so far... " She lets out a laugh.
"He's definitely a deadbeat somewhere, probably a bum." We both share a laugh at that.
"By the way," I tell her. "I don't see why we can't be friends now."
"Maybe something more?" she asks. "I mean… I know you're gay and I'm sure a transgender girl isn't really your type… But… I still have a dick… so… I would gladly fuck that ass of yours! If that's what you're into. Besides, I'm sort of a dominant top, if you couldn't tell."
"I don't know why everyone thinks I'm gay, I'm not gay," I tell her.
"Really!? No way!" She looks at me in disbelief. "If you're not gay then how come you've never had a girlfriend?"
"Because every girl thought I was gay!"
"Oh… I guess that makes sense... I'm so sorry. I feel so… stupid." She looks down in embarrassment, tearing her gaze away from mine.
"Forget about it, you're not the only one who makes that mistake."
"So obviously that means you don't want something more…"
"I never said that either, I mean… I don't know. This is all so…"
"All so sudden? Confusing?"
"Yeah…"
"I understand if you want to take time and think about it."
"You want to go for a walk?" I ask.
"Ah... Sure... Definitely. I'd love to."
I wave the bartender over and put my credit card down. "I'll get her tab as well."
"You don't have to do that."
"Don't sweat it."
After I pay, we head out of the bar and stroll down the alley, making our way towards the main street through town.
"So… ah… What have you been up to since high school?" I ask as I shove my hands in my pocket, not sure what else to do with them.
"Well, that's sort of complicated."
"It seems like everything with you is sort of complicated." She lets out a laugh.
"You could say that. Well, I was recruited by this private company to deal with problems after I graduated college."
"So when did you start to transition?" I ask nervously. "If you don't want to talk about it, don't feel like you have to."
"Don't worry, I don't mind talking about it," she says as she lowers her gaze down to the pavement. We finally arrive on the main street and start making our way towards the drawbridge that separates the south side of town from the north side. "I actually started transitioning in college. I walked in on my roommate crossdressing. He thought I was going to freak out, but I completely understood. I kept his secret, eventually started asking questions. Finally, I partook in it and discovered how good it felt to wear women's clothes. I think that's when I finally realized, that this is who I really am."
She paused after we made our way down the steps to the channel, looking out at the water… "When I finally got the courage to come out of the closet, it was rough. My teammates on the wrestling team didn't accept me. I got bullied quite a bit from them. I ended up quitting. I guess… that's karma for you."
I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I reached over and grabbed her hand, interlocking our fingers together. She looks up at me, I can see the pain in her eyes. I brush a stray strand of hair from her face, softly rubbing my thumb against her cheek. She wraps her arm around my back. I lean in and place my lips against hers. My thumb continues to stroke the soft skin of her cheek as her tongue seeks entrance into my mouth. I let her in and our tongues embrace each other.
Finally, she breaks away and looks into my eyes. "You want to go back to my hotel room? I've got a few beers in the mini fridge."
"I would love to. What hotel are you staying in?" I ask.
She points across the channel to one of the most expensive hotels in town, I almost burst out laughing. "And here I thought I was going to come into town and show you up with my success. It looks like you've made out quite well in life."
She smiles. "I guess solving problems pays well. Where are you staying at?"
"I'm at my mom's for the weekend. Speaking of parents, how are yours handling all of this?"
"They've pretty much disowned me, although my sister and I are still close."
"Oh… I'm sorry…"
"Don't be, I didn't come here for them." She gives me a sad smile and leans into me. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close. She hugs me tightly, nuzzling her face against my chest. She leans up and our lips connect once more.
Finally, we make our way back up the steps and cross the bridge hand in hand. As we make our way up to the hotel, the entrance is made out of complete stone. The inside is equally as impressive. A lush, rich carpet covers most of the floor. The steps leading up to the reception desk is also made out of stone. Off to the side is a giant fireplace made with giant stones as well. I follow her past the lobby, down the hall, we take a few turns and go up a flight of stairs and we finally stop in front of the door to her room. After she slides her card, we head inside. The room is amazing. A huge queen size bed comes out from the far wall, two bedside tables on each side with lamps on top. There's a nice sofa against the wall to the left of the bed and a sliding glass door that leads out to the balcony. On the ride side of the bed is a little jacuzzi with the bathroom on the other side. There's a door to the bathroom directly to my right and a small spot with a microwave, sink and mini fridge underneath between the door to the bathroom and the jacuzzi. To my left is a dresser with a flat screen TV on top and a desk on with a comfy office chair on the other side of it.
She walks over to the mini-fridge and grabs two beers then hands me one. "Thanks," I say.
"You're welcome," she says and I follow her over to the sofa. "So… I've told you my story, now it's your turn."
"Well… there's really not much to tell. I just studied my ass off in college. Got an accounting degree and started working for this tech firm called Vortex straight out of college. I make good money, but the job itself isn't the best." She listens intently as she takes a sip of her beer.
"How come?" she asks.
"I feel more like a glorified assistant, than an actual accountant. Most of the time I do a lot of accounting bitch work if you know what I mean. I've been there 4 years and I still feel like they treat me as if I was an intern," I admit.
"Well.. not to be mean or anything, it's because you're kind of a pushover," she says bluntly. "You were in high school and you still are."
"Wait to put it bluntly," I mutter.
"I'm not saying it's a bad thing, well… What I mean to say is that you're a nice guy. One of the good guys. Which, unfortunately, also means you're easy to push around." She scoots a little closer, legs touch.
"Well at least you're honest," I say.
"It's one of the many reasons why I like you, most guys are assholes." She places her hand on my thigh.
"True…"
She bites her lip as her hand slides up my thigh. "Ahh.. so…" before I could even finish what I was going to say, her mouth attacks mine. I somehow manage to put my drink on the side table as she starts to crawl on top of me, pushing me down on the sofa. She spills some of her beer before she puts hers on the table. Finally, I breaks away from the kiss.
"So… how exactly are we going to… ah… do this?" I ask her as she straddles me, pulling off her tank top to reveal a set of rock-hard abs and a small pair of breasts underneath a black lace bra.
"I know you're not gay, but I desperately want to fuck you," she says as she grabs my wrists and pins them above my head, leaning down once more to kiss me.
Finally, I pull back and look her in the eye. "I don't know… I've never actually done anything like this."
"Obviously," she says, rolling her eyes. "Have you ever stuck it in a girl's ass before?"
"I… I'm still a virgin," I admit, tearing my eyes away from her in embarrassment.
"Really? No way! How has no one claimed you yet?" She releases my wrists and places her hands on my face, bringing my gaze back to her eyes. "I want to make you mine," she says as she presses her lips softly against mine. I wrap my arms around her and hug her tightly against me.
She pulls back and looks deep into my eyes. "Let me take your virginity away, I'll be gentle… I promise."
"Like stick it in my ass?" I ask nervously.
"Yes…" she says, biting her lip once more.
"Will it hurt?" I ask.
"Just a little at first, but I swear I'll be gentle."
"Can I fuck you?" I ask. She sighs and contemplates what to say. After a few seconds, her face lights up with an idea.
"Want to wrestle for it?" She asks. "If I win, I get your ass… If you win, you get mine." She's got a wide smile on her face at the thought.
"No way! You were all-state in high school. I wouldn't stand a chance." She sticks out her bottom lip and pouts.
"Oh come on, don't be a wuss," she says. "It would be so much fun, we can wrestle naked."
"As tempting as that sounds, there's no way I would ever win against you."
She lets out a sigh. "Fine… What if we just take turns?"
"Okay, who goes first?"
"Wrestle for it?" She gives me a devilish grin.
"You really want to wrestle me, don't you?" I ask.
"You have no idea. It's always been one of my fantasies to make you submit to me."
"Huhh... How about we wrestle tomorrow? Being dominated and humiliated doesn't sound ideal for my first time having sex."
"Haha, yeah true…" She leans over and kisses me. Suddenly she pulls back with a grin on her face. "How about we let whoever has the biggest dick go first?"
I consider her proposal, she's about a foot shorter than me. Logically I should have the bigger dick, but the way she asks so confidently makes me second guess myself. I guess it really doesn't matter who goes first, I'm going to get fucked up the ass anyways.
"Fine. That's fair," I relent. A devilish smirk appears on her face which causes a lump in my throat to appear. There's no way she's bigger than me. Besides, she's probably on hormones also… Doesn't that make your dick smaller?
She wraps her fingers underneath my shirt and yanks it over my head. I lift my arms up as she pulls it off and tosses it to the floor. She then starts to unbuckle my pants. I reach around and fiddle with the clip of her bra until it unsnaps. She slides it off and tosses it aside. Her breasts are bigger than I thought they would be, but they're still small, perky and shaped like teardrops. "Do you like them?"
"Yeah!" I say as I take them in my hands, messaging them and gently pinching her nipples.
"They weren't cheap," she laughs. She finally gets my pants unbuckled and pulls them off me. I push her down on the sofa and lift up her leg, slipping off her boot. Once I get it off along with her sock, I do the same to the other leg. I pull her skirt down, it barely fits over that bubble butt of hers. She bucks her hips up as she pulls off her leggings. I grab them from her and finish pulling them off her thick, muscular legs, they're are a deep shade of olive. She has that deep caramel color skin, the kind you want to spend all day discovering every inch of it. Now both of us are left in our underwear.
She's got on black lace panties and I hook my fingers underneath the band and start to pull them down. That's when I finally see the bulge in her groin. As I inch her panties down further and further, her cock finally springs free. To my surprise, it's rock hard and slightly bigger than mine, which baffles me. She's about a foot smaller than me and she's got a cock like this. If I would guess, it's probably 9 maybe 10 inches long compared to my 8-inch long dick. I can feel her eyes on me, taking in my reaction. "So?" she asks as she gets up and lets her panties fall to the floor and kicks them off.
I look up at her and our eyes connect. Her steely blue eyes are searching deep into mine. "It looks like you win…" I admit with a little embarrassment and feeling utterly defeated.
"Ha, I knew you couldn't beat me," she laughs. "You don't have to be embarrassed. I took a bunch of male enhancement pills with Devon when we were teenagers."
"That explains a lot…" I laugh, causing her to blush.
"You're going to think it's really funny when my 10-inch dick is lodged to the hilt up that tight ass of yours," she smirks.
I gulp down my pride. "Please be gentle! Don't make me regret this," I sigh.
"I was only kidding, well not really… But don't worry, Kai. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for my dick."
"That doesn't sound like it will be gentle!"
She laughs, then leans down and kisses me. "I promise you, I'll take it slow. I want you to enjoy this just as much as I'm going to."
She tugs my boxers down, letting my cock out. "Awww, it's so cute," she teases as she looks at my dick.
"Very funny…"
"God, it's just too easy to push your buttons," she grins at me playfully before planting another kiss on my lips.
She helps me up off the couch and nudges me over to the bed, giving my ass a hard slap. "Ouch," I gasp, looking back at her playfully as I climb on the bed. She pushes me on my stomach and climbs on top of me. Her cock rests up against my butt cheeks.
"I can't believe I finally have you all to myself," she whispers in my ear. I look up at her, our eyes connect and she can see the anxiety in my eyes. I've never felt so nervous. I can't believe I'm about to take a rather large dick up my ass. Everything hit me so suddenly.
"Relax, I'm going to take it slow," she says as she kisses the back of my neck. "And don't worry, I'm going to use plenty of lube."
She gets off of me and heads over to her luggage underneath the desk. She pulls out a bottle of lube and jumps back on the bed. She gives my ass another slap and grips both of my cheeks with her hands, squeezing them. "God, you have such a perfect ass."
After she finishes playing with my ass for a good minute, I feel a cold liquid squirt between my cheeks, which causes me to gasp. I look back at her as her finger slips in between my cheeks. She looks up at me with a wide grin as her finger pushes up against my sphincter. Before I know it, her finger pushes past the entrance of my asshole. I tense up at the weird sensation of being anally penetrated. It doesn't hurt as bad as I thought it would, of course, it's only her finger. "I think it'll be easier for you if you get on your hands and knees," she suggests as she pulls out her finger.
I obey and get up on all fours. She gives my ass another slap and this time I feel her shove two fingers up my ass. I couldn't help but tense up at the surprise. "Remember to relax, it'll hurt more if you don't. Just breathe."
I suck in as much air as I can and just let it out slowly as she starts to finger fuck my asshole. Finally, she pulls out her fingers and gives my ass a kiss. "Okay, I'm going to try and put my dick in. Remember, just relax."
I hear her squirt out some more lube and I see her rub it all over her fat dick as I look over my shoulder at her. She gives me a smile as she gets into position behind me. She leans over and kisses each ass cheek before she starts to rub the head of her cock up and down the crack of my butt. She places her hand on my lower back and pushes down. "Arch your back, it'll give me easier access."
I do as she says. I feel her dick press up against my tight little pucker. She grabs my hip for support as she starts to press that big dick up into me. I start to feel an immense pressure which becomes quite painful. I grab the pillow and bit into it as my ass feels like it's being split open by a battering ram. I can't help but cry out in agony. I gasp as the head pops in.
"There, the worst part is over," she says as she holds her dick still, allowing my ass to adjust to her massive pocket rocket. "Are you okay?"
I nod my head as I continue to bite down on the pillow. "Okay, I'm going to slowly push more inside of you." She places a hand on my back as her other grips my hip and she starts to slowly push more of her massive girl cock inside of me. It feels like she's playing pool with my insides as she sinks that prostate seeking missile inside of me.
Every inch pushes the air out of my lungs. Her cum gum continues to spread my ass apart. Finally, I feel her balls slap against mine. "I'm finally all the way in!" she says as beads a sweat start to form all over my body. "God, you're so tight. It's like vice grip on my dick."
I've never felt so full in my entire life. She slowly starts to pull her cock out, leaving an empty void where her member once was. I can feel the head of her cock make its way to the entrance of my ass. Before it can pop out, she slowly starts to push it back in. This time around it slides in a lot easier. As she hilts her sexcaliber deep inside my ass, she forces me down flat on my stomach. I can feel her breath against my neck. She locks her legs between mine and spreads them.
"Now that your ass is broken in, I'm going to start to fuck you," she whispers in my ear and then she gently bites down on my shoulder. "Not only am I going to take your virginity, Sod. But from now on your ass is mine."
Sod is a nickname she used to call me in high school, which was short for sodomy. Everybody thought I was gay in high school and liked to take it up the ass, so Logan came up with the nickname sod. Ironic considering the situation I'm in now with Logan, now known as Noelle, shoving her fat meat stick up my ass. She pulls out, just leaving the tip inside. "You want that, don't you? To be my little butt slut?"
"Yeeaa… Fuuuuckkkk!" With one quick thrust, she slams that monster python back all the way inside my ass. Her big cum filled balls slap against my smaller ones. Once again, I'm left breathless, gasping for whatever air I can get. The pain of my ass being stretched wide is still considerably overwhelming, but, every time her cock rubs up against what I assume is my prostate, a ripple of pleasure rushes through me like a hurricane.
"What did you say, slut?" she asks while she pulls out once more to the tip.
"Uuuuh, fuck. I'm your butt sluuuuutt!" She rams her meat stick all the way in once more. Causing an earthquake inside me as an intense mixture of pain and pleasure coursed through me. I bite down on the pillow and try to tear it apart.
"That's right you little pillow biter! My little butt slut, you're the only reason I came home," she says as she starts to fuck me slowly moving her hips back and forth. Only bringing her cock out just a little before thrusting it back in. "I've wanted you so badly ever since I've laid eyes on you when you moved here in the 8th grade, Kai."
She kisses my neck as she slowly sodomizes my asshole, truly earning the nickname sod. "And now you're finally mine. Aren't you, Kai?"
She thrusts as deep as she can inside of me. "Yeeesss! Fuuckk, I'm yourss. Just keeep fucking me."
Never in a million years would I ever think I would be laying flat on my stomach with Logan… Noelle's dick in my ass, telling her to fuck me.
"Beg for it, my little butt slut," she whispers in my ear as she holds her shaft all the way to the hilt inside of my ass.
"Please! Fuck me! I'm your butt slut, just please fuck me!" I plead. She slides her hand underneath my arm and places it against my cheek, pushing my face up to the side. Then she leans down and presses her lips against mine. She slips her tongue in between my lips and kisses me passionately as he cock remains lodged in my ass.
Finally, she pulls away and braces herself, pinning her hands next to my head. "Okay, Kai… You asked for it!"
All of a sudden she starts to hammer my ass with her cum gun like a piston going off in a car motor. An intense wave of pain and pleasure overtake my senses as her cock overtakes my asshole. My own pecker is rock hard, ready to explode at any given moment.
"Are you ready for it, Kai?" She asks, pummelling my ass as if she's trying to kill a bear with her war hammer.
"I don't know how much more I can take! I'm going to cuuummm!" I cry out!
"Let's cum together!" she screams as she crashes into me, sheathing her meat sword all the way inside my ass. All of sudden it erupts and I feel my ass get stuffed full of a hot warm liquid as if I'm a turkey on Thanksgiving day. It's enough to send me over the edge causing my own dick to explode all over the sheets. My stomach is now coated with cum both on the inside and outside.
She collapses on top of me, still filling me full with a load of her semen like a cumdumpster. "Fuck! That was amazing!" she gasps as we both try to catch our breaths. She gently kisses the back of my neck and finally pulls out of my ass with an audible pop. I can feel the cum sloshing around. She rolls over on her side, next to me as I gasp for air.
"I'm sorry for getting a little too carried away," she sighs. "It's really hard to control myself around you."
I shift on my side to face her. I can feel the cum load she left in my ass start to leak out. "That was… I've never experienced anything like that!"
"Was it a good experience?" she asks.
"It hurt a lot at first, I thought my ass was being torn apart, but then it felt unbelievably good. Like, mind-blowingly good!"
She lets out a laugh. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."
She leans over and passionately kisses me. She looks me in the eye as she rolls on her back, pulling me on top of her. Her hand wraps around and grabs my ass. "I meant what I said, Kai. I want you. I want you more than anything. I know we've had our differences. I know I treated you like shit in high school, but I want to make it up to you. Please...Just say you'll be mine."
She doesn't wait for a response before pulling back in for another kiss. I pull back and look her in the eyes. "Yes, Noelle. I'm yours…"
She pulls me tight against her and we kiss and continue to kiss until we are both lost in the night.
Typical Thursday in Orlando, bright sunshine, hot and humid. Backpack slung over my shoulder as I make my way to school. Senior year has finally arrived! Taking my usual route, crossing the street when the light signals I have the right away. By the time the sound of squealing tires reaches me, it was almost too late. A black van tore through traffic, nearly hitting another car as it ran through the red light. It was coming straight at me. Squeezing my eyes shut and bracing myself for impact. I hear the intense sound of the tires against the pavement and a huge crash as if the van slammed into a wall. Opening my eyes, a wall of darkness being held up by a girl in some kind of black fiber cloth covering almost every inch of her besides her short brown hair that's shaved on one side, and her mouth. Eyes covered by some kind of glowing black material that I can only assume allows her to see out of it. The black skin tight outfit, revealing her muscular lean body.
The black wall of darkness disappears as men with guns climb out of the smashed black van. The girl looks over her shoulder at me with those dark glowing globes. All of a sudden I feel this intense pressure around me as darkness wraps around me and pushes me behind a car. The sound of gunfire fills the air. As soon as the darkness disappears I glance over the car to see if she's okay. A shield of darkness surrounds her as bullets disintegrate as they come into contact with it. She then covers herself in it and rushes into the air and lands behind them. As the guy closes to her turns around, she cuts his gun in half with a blade she formed out of the dark matter she controls. I guess that's why they call her Nightblade.
Her foot slams into the side of his head, knocking him unconscious. More bullets fly through the air as the other men unload a round of fire at her. Their guns are useless as she covers herself in that dark matter. Suddenly the darkness expands covering everything within 20 yards or so. I can't see anything, but I hear gunshots and the sound of things crashing into each other. All of a sudden the darkness disintegrates and Nightblade is the only one left standing. That was so awesome! She looks over at me as I make my way over to her. Before I get close enough she takes off in the air, leaving a trail of darkness that slowly disappears.
I can't believe that actually happened. I got saved by a real-life superhero! This is the best day of my life! I leave the scene as I hear the sound of sirens. I can't wait to tell my best friend Erin what happened! Erin and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. She's not your typical girl and I'm not even referring to the fact that she's transgender. She's just not the pink dresses and flowers kind of girl. She usually wears ripped up jeans and a cut off t-shirt, showing off her ripped arms. Of course, she's also hardcore into parkour and MMA, so it's no surprise that she is so lean.
Anyways, ever since Shadow and Titan appeared followed by Starlight and a ton of other superheroes or evolves as the politicians refer them as, Erin and I have become obsessed with them. Nightblade has quickly become both mine and Erin's favorite. She's just so badass. Erin's going to be so jealous when she finds out that I not only got to see her in action first hand, but I was actually saved by her!
As I walk into school I see her waiting at my locker in tattered jeans with a cutoff black hoodie, exposing those caramel colored, lean arms. She smiles as she sees me as I noticed her hair is different. She cut it short with one side shaved. Must be inspired by Nightblade.
"Nice haircut!" I tell her.
"Thanks!" She smiles and blushes slightly. "You look like you just been through some crazy shit." She brushes her hand through my messy hair.
"You wouldn't believe what I was involved with my way to school!" I can't hold in my excitement any longer.
"Not even going to try and guess," she replies.
"I just got saved by Nightblade the sexy superhero! She was so badass! I was crossing the street when this black van ran through the red light and it was about to hit me when Nightblade showed up and produced this wall out of her black magic stuff! Totally saved my life!" I tell her overly excited as I try to catch my breath after spitting all that out.
"No way!" she says and I can't tell if she's being sarcastic or not, but the tone of her voice doesn't show the disbelief that I expected.
"I honestly can't believe she took on several guys armed to the teeth with assault rifles," I tell her, but she doesn't seem that impressed or surprised.
"What do you think of her outfit?" she asks.
"Honestly, I think it's so badass! She looks so hot in that outfit! Like, seriously! I mean… Obviously, she's a superhero and all, but wow! I think I'm in love!" I admit to her. "By the way, she totally digs me, I can tell! She gave me this look as she flew away."
"Okay, loverboy…" Erin says with that cute little smile she wears on rare occasions. If I didn't know any better, it almost looks as if she's blushing.
"Don't be jealous!"
"Me? Jealous? Why would I be jealous? I mean… It's not like you're actually into girls like me," she mumbles, awkwardly looking away.
"Wait… I was referring to meeting Nightblade, what were you referring to?" I ask. There's no way she's actually jealous of Nightblade… I mean… She doesn't even like me like that, right?
"Oh… Nothing! Obviously, I knew you were talking about that, duh!" The bell rings, signaling the first period. "Let's get to class."
As we make our way to class, someone bumps into me, nearly knocking my books out of my hands, but I somehow catch them all, to my surprise. "Watch it loser!" Zack Lambert pushes past me. Zach's always been a jerk to me for some reason I can decipher. He's your typical star athlete, all brawn and no brains. Unfortunately, we have history class together.
"Hey, jackass! You might want to get your eyes checked. Maybe glasses will help you see better," Erin shouts at Zack.
As we walk into class and take our seats, Erin sits right next to me at the same two-person table, the second bell rings signaling classes have started. Ms. Martin gets up from her desk and makes her way to the to the whiteboard. "Can anyone tell me about the Industrial Revolution?" she asks.
"Isn't that your job?" Zack so rudely interrupts, eliciting laughter from the rest of the class.
"What kind of teacher would I be if I answered all the questions? Besides anyone who did the reading I assigned can answer my question and we can all assume you didn't do the reading, Mr. Lambert." A sly smile forms on Ms. Martin's face, then she turns to me. "Mr. Shaw, I know you've read the material. What can you tell me about the Industrial Revolution?"
I hesitate, looking over at the other students. Why does she always put me on the spot like that? Everyone already thinks I'm a know-it-all. "Ah… Well… I find that the text doesn't do the Industrial Revolution justice. From what I've read from the biographies of the great robber barons, it seems like each innovation spurred on even more innovations. The developments in the manufacturing of Steel changed how they constructed buildings. With steel, they could build skyscrapers. Not only did you have innovations adopted such as locomotives, steamboats, steamships, hot blast iron smelting and other new technologies such as the electrical telegraph, but you also had men like Andrew Carnegie who donated a majority of their wealth to build libraries and other such philanthropic causes."
"It's good to see someone takes their education seriously, not only did you read the text, but you've gone above and beyond. I'm impressed once more, Mr. Shaw. Others could really learn from your example." She gave me a genuine smile causing me to blush. I hear Zach snickering behind me, calling me a brown nosing teacher's pet under his breath. I can hear him crumple up some paper and I can only assume his intentions are to use my head as target practice. Just as I hear him wind up and throw the paper, I "accidentally" drop my pencil on the ground and bend down to pick it up as the paper sails pass me and hits Ms. Martin in the crotch. The look on her face was that of utter fury.
"Mr. Lambert, you have just earned yourself an appointment with the principal for disruptive behavior." She gives him a glare of utter rage.
"I didn't mean to…"
Before he can even finish she interrupts him. "I suggest you make your way down there immediately, you don't want to be late as usual."
He relents, getting he purposely bumps into me and I can hear him utter this isn't over under his breath. I don't understand why Zack is such a jerk. I'm going to do some research into this.
As the day carries on, lunchtime finally arrives. I hurry up and grab my lunch out of my locker and meet Erin at our usual table. She's already dug into her lunch as I pull up a chair next to her. "I don't understand why Zack hates me so much," I sigh.
"Maybe if you weren't such a know-it-all, constantly showing everyone up in class, Zack wouldn't pick on you," she states.
"That doesn't make any sense. Why is intelligence looked down upon while athleticism is celebrated? It's like being dumb is cool…" I rant.
"How do you even know all that useless information," she asks me.
"I have what you call a photographic memory. I remember every page I've ever read as if the book was in front of me," I explain.
"That must be great," she sighs.
"Ehhh, it has its benefits, but my father thinks I'm not using it to its full potential. Ever since he discovered my photographic memory, he forced me to sit in the library all day long reading books. I've read everything from economics, to finance…" I tell her.
"So you're basically a walking Wikipedia?" she asks as she takes a bite of her sandwich.
"I guess so," I sigh. "Although to be honest, I much prefer the fiction books. When my father's not around I'll sneak one or two of them in." I add as I take out my pouch of protein juice I'm forced to eat because of my severe food allergies.
"Sucks you have to eat those instead of real food," she says.
"Ehhh, it's not so bad once you get used to it, besides I've never actually had so-called "real food" so I have nothing to compare it to," I explain. Although for some reason, I have these memories of eating real food, I don't remember what they taste like. It must be my subconscious distorting memories reflecting my desires.
As I ponder this, Kate Maxwell walks across the cafeteria and takes a seat next to her friends at the popular girls' table. She's looking absolutely stunning today in that pink top and those short jean shorts showing off those long tan legs. Her dark brown hair seems to flow as if a light breeze is constantly blowing like the motion of water in a gentle river. Just the mere sight of her is intoxicating.
"Hello, earth to Rob!" I pull myself out of the trance Kate puts me in and turn my gaze to Erin.
"Sorry… Did Kate do something different with her hair today?" I ask.
"Oh my god! What is the big deal about Kate? It's not like she has superpowers!" Erin mutters as she looks annoyed.
As I observe Erin's obvious disdain for Kate, the TV's that were put in the cafeteria giving us our daily news shows a live feed of a bank robbery in progress. I watch intently as I slurp on my metallic tasting protein drink. Before I get the chance to say something about it, Erin gets up and takes off. "Gotta hit the pisser," she says as she rushes off out of sight.
I continue to watch as the reporter gives us the play by play of the scene. Police have the bank surrounded, apparently, the robbers have some advance tech and are holding hostages. Wait a sec, that's my father's bank!
As the police officer orders them to surrender and come out, someone busts open a window a couple stories up and opens fire with some kind of beam cannon completely obliterating a police car with a thick red laser. They take aim at another car, this time two police officers are in the crossfire. Just as the beam cannon lights up, a sphere of darkness covers the police officers. Nightblade just arrived! I knew she would show up! Just as the cannon stops firing, she surges up to the window, leaving a trail of dark matter. All we can hear are gunshots going off, several windows shatter from what I assume are bullets. Darkness seethes out of them like smoke. After what seems like a long time, Nightblade walks out the front door with a bunch of civilians behind her. Even though we really didn't get to see much, it was still incredible.
The bell rings, which means it's, unfortunately, time for gym… I look around, but I don't see Erin anywhere. I hesitantly pack up her lunch and take it with me. I'll give it back to her in gym class. I manage to get into the locker room and change without being bothered. But as soon as I walk out into the gym Zack is there waiting for me. "There's the fag that got me in trouble!"
"Technically throwing a crumpled up piece of paper at Ms. Martin's crotch got you in trouble," I correct him.
"Looks like your freak of a boyfriend isn't here to save you," he says as he shoves me.
"She's not a boy, first of all, and secondly, she's not my girlfriend. We're just really good friends. Best friends in fact."
"I don't give a shit what she is or whatever is going on between you two. You got me in trouble and I should kick your ass!" He shoves his finger in my chest. I never really understood the need for violence. Why is Zack so volatile with me. Is it just with me or is it with everyone? He must be displacing his anger by some confounding variable.
"Leave him alone, Zack!" Erin walks up between Zack's friends and pushes them all aside. Zack reluctantly backs off.
"Freak!" he calls her. "This isn't over fagboy!"
Zack and his friends walk off. "Where have you been?" I ask Erin.
"Sorry, had to take care of some issues," she says shyly. Recently, Erin has been acting strangely. I've noticed a change in her behavior for the last year and a half. She's always disappearing and her excuses are extremely vague.
Mr. Lewis finally gets the class started with a few laps around the gym. Gym class goes without a hitch as well as the rest of my classes. After school, I walk with Erin over to the local gym she practically lives at.
Her legal guardian, Bristal, greets us as Erin throws her stuff in Bristal's office. Bristal owns the gym and took Erin in after the death of her parents. She never talks about her parents and I've never asked. Apparently, Bristal and Erin's mom were close friends, but I don't know the history behind their relationship. I will admit that Bristal is very intimidating. If I would have to guess, she's probably 6'3 and all muscle. Her thighs are thicker than my waist. Her arms are ripped, but not bulky. She looks like the perfect athlete. Lean and mean. I would never go against her in a fight, that would be unwise. And yet she exudes a beautiful aura, her blonde hair shines brightly as it comes down and rests between her shoulder blades. I can tell there has always been more to her than her physic.
"How are you doing Robert?" she asks.
"I'm doing exceptional, Ms. Ward," I reply.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Robert, you can just call me Bristal."
"At least once more, Ms. Ward," she grins at me with such a mesmerizing smile.
"Such a gentleman," she compliments.
"Such a kiss ass!" Erin mutters. "Come on brown noser, I want to get a good work out in and we should go over isotopes for the exam next week."
"Like you need to study, your understanding of chemical elements is exceptional," I tell her as I grab out my tablet from my backpack.
She grabs my hand and drags me behind her as we head over to the squat rack. As she puts on a few plates on the squat bar I get on The Shadow Leaks app to see if there are any new Evolve sightings. Ever since the battle Titan, John Farrell, and a few others fought against that horrifying alien, Evolves have been popping up everywhere. Recently Starlight took the spotlight. Nightblade showed up a little over a year after Starlight's first appearance. I've been tracking superhero appearances and cataloging each of them. I pull up the app and notice they've uploaded a new video.
I click the play button as Erin starts doing reps of squats. I can't help but notice her perfect form and the way she sticks her butt out. An intense heat takes over me as if a fire was lit inside my soul as I watch her. I quick tear my eyes away from her as she puts the bar back on the rack. As I look down on the screen two people in golden armor, almost spartan like, but with advance tech are fighting another one of those aliens that almost defeated Titan. The creature lifts up a car and throws it at them. Holy shit! It's so strong! And hideous. It's almost completely covered in some kind of dark metallic armor. The little skin that is visible is a dark shade of greyish purple, almost deathlike. Its eyes have a nightmarish purple glow. It's somewhat human-like, but its body can morph. It's like its bones break themselves to reconfigure its posture in order to adapt to the fight. Do the so-called evolves stand a chance against this monster?
Just as I ask the obvious male of the two attacks, charging from its side. As he goes to strike, the monster is a tad bit faster with its fists, connecting with the man's abdomen sending him flying, smashing into a car a few yards away. His female counterpart charges from behind as the alien connects with her male partner, producing some kind of red flaming weapon. This time the abomination wasn't fast enough and the female stabbed her red flaming weapon through its torso, nearly slicing the creature in half.
"Holy crap! Erin, you've got to see this! Another evolve video, this time these golden armored Spartans took on the same creature that almost defeated Titan!" Erin immediately rushes over to see the video. Her face displays almost no emotion as she watches the video. After she finishes, she immediately takes my tablet to Bristal and shows her. I follow her in.
"Hmm… Those are Centries," Bristal says. "And another Crux scout, the question is what are either of them doing here? This is not a good sign, Erin."
What is she talking about? Centries? Crux Scouts? How does she know all this? Erin hands me back my tablet and pulls me aside. "I'm sorry Rob, but I have to go. Are we good?"
"What was she talking about? Crux scouts and Centries?" I ask.
"I'll tell you later, I'm sorry Rob. Got to go," she says as she takes off. I put my tablet in my bag and call Ms. Martell, the woman my dad hired to look after me.
She pulls up to the gym and I hop into the front seat. "You know, usually the people I drive around prefer the back seat," she says.
"Why? The front seat has better airbag protection, your neck is likely to experience severe whiplash in the back seat in case of an accident," I explain to her.
"Ha, I learn something new every day with you," she smiles, as a string of her blonde hair travels down her beautiful face.
We drive off, heading towards the tower that is my current home. As we get closer to the giant pillar of glass in the sky, I continue to look through current events and news on my laptop.
We enter the parking structure and finally Ms. Martell parks the car. I follow her to the elevators as I scroll through the news channels. Suddenly a breaking news story crosses my eyes. A horrible accident at Shaw Laboratories. That's my father's lab!
I pull up the live stream and see the aftermath of some kind of explosion. That's not the only thing that catches my eye. There is some kind of creatures breaking out of the building. One almost looks like an Alligator, but it stands like a man. A giant man with scales for skin and a jaw full of razor-sharp teeth. All of a sudden it gets hit with a wall of darkness. Nightblade shows up out of nowhere, slamming the gator into a break wall. But as soon as she gets attacked by some kind of bear man. It's like some kind of break out at a zoo.
A creature that looks like a bunny girl runs across the camera view with the gator man chasing after it. Nightblade goes to follow but gets interrupted by a car sailing through the air. A giant elephant looking man, the size of a tree busted through the doorway and started knocking up cars. This is insane! It charges towards Nightblade on all fours, knocking over a bus full of people. Nightblade surrounds herself in a ball of darkness as the elephant man slams its tusks into it. It didn't even put a dent in the shadow ball. It stands on two feet, lifting it's mammoth grey leathery hands up to the sky, slamming them down on the ball of darkness sending out a shockwave as its fists meet the dark matter.
The darkness explodes outward sending the elephant man landing on its back. Nightblade sends a battering ram made of dark matter slamming into the elephant man's head, knocking it unconscious. She then jumps to the bus and breaks open the door, helping people out as things die down. I send a link of the video to Erin.
We finally arrive at the top floor. Stepping out of the elevator, my father's in a tailored suit talking through an earpiece.
"What the hell happened?!... What do you mean we had an accident?! Clearly, you haven't seen the news, this is a complete and utter disaster! How the hell am I going to explain this to the media?... You know for damn sure heads are going to roll for this! I want to know who was responsible for this and I want them fired!" he yells to the person on the other line. "I'm on my way, you better make damn sure everything is under control by the time I arrive."
Without even saying a word to me, he's off. "Bye dad, love you too!" I say somewhat sarcastically. Ever since the day of the accident. One of the few slips in my memory, my father hasn't been the same. He used to talk to me, mostly about my grades, constantly explaining how excellency runs in our family and how we must maintain our dominance in society, along with a bunch of other bs. Ever since that day, I've become almost invisible to him. It's almost like I don't exist. Like I died that day… If only I could remember what happened.
After I grab dinner with Ms. Martell, I hit the sheets.
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I'm up before the alarm even has a chance to go off. I'm showered, dressed and almost out the door before Ms. Martell stops, forcing me to eat my daily breakfast shlop of metallic tasting goop in a tube. I gobble it down and put another one in my bag for lunch. "Want a ride to school?" she asks.
"Actually, could you give me a ride to Erins?" I ask I'm dying to ask what she thought of the video. I pile into the front seat of the car and Ms. Martell takes off. We arrive at the at Erin's Shortly thereafter, which just so happens to be right next door to the gym. I get out and walk up to the door and push the buzzer. After waiting a few minutes, I push again. Still nothing. I grab my phone and call Erin, but her phone goes straight to voicemail. Finally, I give up and get back into the car.
"That's weird, she's not home…" I tell Ms. Martell. As we head to school, I grab my tablet and scour the internet for any new evolve sightings. A live stream started on the news channel. There was an epic battle going on in Orlando, Nightblade is fighting some kind of guy in complete black metallic armor. It looks like it was designed based on the old medieval armor, but extremely high tech. Like the medieval helmets, it's got glowing red slits for the eyes. Right now, it seems like he's got the upper hand.
They're fighting downtown, in the middle of all the buildings. She went to slam him with a ball of dark matter, but he's able to dodge and hits her with some kind of ray. He flies up with some kind of rocket boosters in his back and feet. Several concussive blast fire out from somewhere in the back of his armor, disorienting Nightblade. He then binds her with some kind of grabble from his arm. He's electrifying her! She suddenly falls over unconscious. This isn't looking good! Just as he goes to walk over he gets hit with a blast of light. Starlight's there to save the day. She flies down, landing in between the Dark Knight, which is what the news channel is calling him, and Nightblade. She puts out an aura of light as she stands there in her white skin-tight costume, showing off her muscles with golden shoulder plates and her face covered in a golden mask.
A small cannon forms on the Dark Knight's shoulder and he fires a blast at Starlight, but she fires a blast with her own powers which creates a small explosion between them. All of a sudden he fires out several small missiles in several different directions as he flies off, making his escape. Starlight does her best to quell the damage before she heads back to Nightblade, picks her up and takes off.
Thank god Nightblade's alright! That was close…
We arrive at school and I get out and head to my locker. Erin's nowhere to be found. I thought for sure I'd see her waiting at my locker like always. I throw my backpack in my locker and grab out the things I need for first period.
I take my usual seat in class and eye Erin's empty seat, hoping she fills it. I see Zack walk into class and I notice his shoe is untied. As he passes my desk, he steps on his shoelace causing him to fall flat on his face. He gets up and his eyes bore into me. "Who the fuck do you think you are, tripping me?" he asks.
"I didn't trip you, you tripped over your own shoelaces," I point out, but this doesn't negate the conflict.
"Bullshit! After school, you and me! I'm going to beat the shit out of you, fucking weirdo!" he says, just as things intensify, the teacher walks in. Zack gives me one last glare before he takes his seat. I know he can't afford another slip-up or he'll be forced to sit out this weeks football game.
The rest of the class passes by without any more confrontations with Zack as we discuss more of the industrial revolution.
As the day goes by and we finally arrive at lunch, Erin is still absent. Where could she possibly be? I'm forced to sit by myself. I watch the news as I slurp up my metallic tasting goop. Senator Luscious is being interviewed and they're discussing evolves. 'I believe these evolves are a menace to society. They should all be required to register and be monitored 24/7, one step out of line and they should be locked up for good.'
'What about Titan, Starlight, Nightblade and the rest of the superheroes?' the reporter asks.
'Who says they're superheroes? If they're heroes why are they wearing masks? I say if they're not willing to show their faces, then how can we trust them? For all we know, this is just all some sort of guise to trick us into trusting those evolve filth. Before you know it, evolves will be ruling and the rest of us humans will be their slaves. Mark my words,' Senator Lucious says. 'We need to take preemptive action before that day happens. Force them all to register and monitor their actions.'
I hope that never happens! Nightblade, Starlight, and Titan aren't the villains, they're the true heroes. Senator Lucious just wants to spread hate and capitalize on people's fears. I see right through his act.
I finish up lunch and head to gym class, I was hoping Erin would be here. Now I have to face Zack all by myself. I was able to change in the locker room and go through most of the gym class without any altercations. It wasn't until I was in the locker room changing after gym where Zack and his goon squad came up to me.
"Look at this fucking loser, remember, after school, I'm going to kick your ass!" he says.
I don't doubt his intentions, but I also don't understand them either. "Why do you hate me so much?" I ask.
His eyes widen as the nature of my question surprised him. The shock only lasted a few seconds. "Listen fucktard, I don't have to explain myself to you! You're just a little fagboy who likes taking dick from your freak of a friend and after school, I'm going to kick your ass!"
"Maybe I should just do it right now!" he says as he goes to throw his fist towards my stomach, it's odd how slow his movements are. I can easily dodge his punch as his fist slams into the front of the locker leaving a sizeable dent.
"Listen, I don't want to fight you! Violence never solves anything," I tell him as he holds his fist in agony. I can already predict he won't heed my words. All he seems to want to do is to hurt me. If I let him punch me, will that soothe his anger? He launches another punch aimed at my face, this time I lean into it as his fist slowly makes its way to my forehead. I can feel his knuckles come into contact with my head and I hear a gruesome crack as the middle metacarpal bone breaks in his hand. Strangely, I barely feel a tinge of pain. Zack, on the other hand, is reeling in pain.
"Ahhhhh! Fuck! I think you broke my hand you faggot!" he screams as tears form in his eyes.
"I apologize for the pain I have caused you," I tell him as he and his friends rush out of the locker room. I'm completely surprised at the outcome of this altercation. I didn't expect him to be so slow, nor did I expect his punch to be so soft. I wonder what Erin will think of all this.
I didn't see Zack for the rest of the day. When school finally came to an end I made my way over to Bristal's gym to see if Erin was there. As I arrived outside the gym, I heard the clanking of metal. As I turn to see the source of the sound, I found the most fearsome sight I've ever seen.
Standing before me was a 10-foot tall man covered in dark dirty grey scales. His wide mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth, dripping with saliva. He had a tail at least 6 feet long, coming out of his torn up, tattered pants. His yellow eyes pierced into me. "You are Shaw's creation!"
"I'm his son!" I shout, correcting him.
He grabs my arm, which feels like a vice grip. "You're coming with me!" he growls with such a deep, intimidating voice.
Before I know it, I'm being drugged down the manhole, which is hard to believe he could even fit down it. It felt like we were traveling through the sewers for hours. Finally, we came to some kind of opening. He slammed me against the wall. "Sit here!" he says.
Then he walked over and sits against the wall. Finally, I noticed the furball curled up in the pile of rags next to the Gator man. That must be the bunny he chased after in the video! It's probably dead, it must be the remains of the poor creature. Now he's going to eat me!
Those yellow demonic eyes bore into me. "You smell different."
Suddenly the furball twitches. Its ears spring up. It's alive. Its head pops up from the pile of rags. Its little nose twitches as if it smells something. Its big cute eyes dart to me.
"Who are you?" it says as it bounces up on its hind legs, wiggling its small little scut. It almost looks like a human woman. Its arms are covered in fuzzy grey hair, but its hands are remarkably almost human-like. Its face looks like that of a rabbit, with a small petite nose, large buck teeth and of course large floppy ears. As it stands up its body naked body is covered in grey fur, except its mouth, chest, stomach and… it's groin, which is covered in white fur. It must be a female because its chest has small perky breast.
"Hush, Miley, it is not our friend," the Gator man growls. "It is the son of the man that did this to us!"
What does he mean by that? My father would never hurt anyone or create a monster like him. The bunny head whips over to the way we came from. "Something is coming."
Before any of us have time to react the room fills with darkness. Something grabs my wrist and I'm yanked to into the arms of someone and we're moving out of there so fast, I barely have time to think. It doesn't take long before we fly out of the manhole in front of Bristol's gym. It's Nightblade who has me in her arms. She lands on the roof of the gym and lets me down on my feet.
"You saved me!" I gasp as she turns her back to me. The black fabric stretched tightly against the lean muscles of her back and ran up to the back of her head where her short brown hair came out.
"Rob, there's something I must tell you," she says calmly. She knows my name! Her voice! It's so familiar, like… Wait sec.
The black fabric that covered most of her head slowly faded away, like the darkness of night in the presence of a rising sun. She turns to face me and I was shocked for a split second. The face that I saw was Erin's! Then it all dawned on me, her disappearances and the fact that she's nowhere to be found when Nightblade is on the scene. Also, her lack of shock when I told her about my encounter with Nightblade yesterday. It couldn't have been more obvious! And the fact that I didn't connect the dots surprises me even more.
"I can't believe I didn't see this before," I mutter.
"I wanted to tell you… But Starlight told me to keep my identity a secret, even to you, but I couldn't hide it from you any longer," she explains as she avoids my eyes. "The truth is, Rob… I… I have feelings towards you and I… I want to be more than just friends."
"Really!? I… I thought you didn't like me like that…" I stammer out in disbelief. She finally looks up into my eyes, causing my insides to catch fire.
"What gave you that idea? I've always had feelings for you ever since we first me," she says. "You're one of the only ones who's treated me kindly. Of course, you're always kind and compassionate, even to Zack who bullies you relentlessly. And the way you always observe things that others don't seem to notice. How could I not fall in love with you?"
"Wow… Apparently, I'm not that good at observation if I couldn't see the way you feel about me or the fact that you're Nightblade!" She laughs as she steps closer to me. We stare into each other's eyes as if time forgot to continue on. All of a sudden her lips were against mine as she wraps her arms around me, kissing me so deeply, so passionately, it felt like our souls become one.
Finally, she broke off and whispered in my ear. "Spend the night with me."
As if I could say no… I nodded and before I knew it I was in her arms and we were in the air. I wrapped my arms tightly around her shoulders as nervously looking down. "Don't worry, I'm not going to drop you," she laughs as we hover down to her window.
Her window suddenly slams open from a rush of darkness and I climb inside as she follows. "You know… you're a lot heavier than you look," she states.
Before I can even respond to that she pulls me into another kiss, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. I embrace my arms around the small of her back, tightly pulling us together. Her tongue slips past my lips, slowly discovering the inside of my mouth.
Finally, we break apart. She steps back and her tight black outfit dissolves into nothing, revealing her tone caramel naked body. My eyes take in all of her beauty. Every inch of her dark bronze skin. I glaze over her strong, lean shoulders, those small perky breasts. I count each of her 8 rock hard abs and arrive at her glorious cock. Large, thick and it's already dripping precum. I continue down her perfectly sculpted legs. Finally, I look back up into her eyes.
"Wow! You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," I mutter in astonishment. Her face turns bright red as she closes the distance between us, sliding her hands underneath my shirt, pressing her lips against mine. She slides her fingers up my torso, bringing my shirt with them. Eventually we have to break apart as she pulls my shirt off over my head.
"I've never had sex before," I admit as I look into her eyes.
"Obvious! It doesn't take observational skills to figure that out," she jokes. "Besides, neither have I. It'll just have to be something we learn together."
I can't help but smile at her words as her fingers reconnected with my body, sliding down to the waistband of my pants. She slowly undoes my khakis and lets them drop to the floor as she leans in and kisses my neck. Her fingers slip underneath the waistband of my briefs as one hand feels up my cock and balls while the other pulls down my underwear.
She gently pushes me causing me to fall over as my legs are still caught in my pants. I land hard on her bed, bouncing slight up. She pulls off my shoes, socks, pants, and underwear before she climbs on top of me. Looking up into her eyes as she leans down and kisses my neck. "Ah... Erin… how exactly are we going to… ahhh… do this?" I ask nervously.
She leans back and looks me in the eyes. "Well… Didn't you get an A in biology? Obviously, someone's going to have to take it up the butt, silly."
"We can take turns," she adds as I place my hands on her thighs, feeling her tight muscles. She leans back down and gives me a peck on the lips. "I'll let you go first."
She then leans over me reaching towards the drawer in her bedside table. Her perky breast are now just above my face. I lean up and take her nipple in my mouth and suck on it causing her to gasp. She leans back, taking her tit from my mouth and I notice a bottle of lube in her hand. She squirts some on her hand and reaches behind her, grabbing ahold of my cock. I tense up as the cold liquid sends a shiver up my spine as she massages all over my dick.
She squirts another glob on her hand and rubs it all over her butthole. Then she takes my cock and guides it in between her ass cheeks, pressing against her little star. I watch the expression on her face as my cock spreads her little brown hole. She tenses up as my shaft pops past her sphincter.
Her asshole is so tight on my cock, it feels so good! I sit up using my hands for support as I bring my lips against hers as she slides her ass ever so slowly down my pole. She wraps her arms around my shoulders, slipping her tongue in my mouth, playing tango with mine.
Her ass has fully engulfed all of my cock and she slowly starts to pull her hips up. Every now and then she squeezes her ass tightly around my dick causing me to moan as our lips engage in a deeply intimate kiss. She starts to bounce slowly up and down my cock. Gyrating her hips and squeezing my cock. She starts to moan as she twerks her hips up and down my cock. She pushes me down on the bed, following me as our lips connect once more. She continues to move her butt up and down, milking my penis for all it's worth. Her own cock is as stiff as a board. I wrap my fingers around it and start to stroke it. She breaks away and moans into my ear. "I'm so close to cumming… Please tell me you are too."
She squeezes down on my shaft again. "Ooooh fuck! I'm going to cum any minute," I gasp. She starts to pick up the pace, bobbing her ass up and down my shaft, trying to milk the cum out of my pole as I work my hand up and down her big dick. Finally, she tightens down on my dick as her cock erupts, shooting a load a jizz through the air, landing on my face. I buck my hips up into her and explode deep inside her ass as her dick continues to spew out cum all over my torso. She bends down and licks the cum up off my body, starting with my stomach, bringing her tongue up my chest and eventually licking her seed off my cheek. I pull her into a kiss as I slide my hands through her hair. I can taste the cum inside her mouth as my tongue slips past her lips. The cum drips inside my mouth and a swallow it. My flaccid cock slides out of her ass and she collapses on top of me. I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight.
We continue to kiss as her hands take a journey discovering my body. She breaks off from our kiss and looks me in the eyes. "I've never felt this way before I met you, Rob. I could spend an eternity wrapped up in your arms."
"I feel the same way, Erin. You're the reason I feel so happy and the world is a better place since you came along." She smiles and brings her lips back against mine.
She smiles as she pulls back once more. "Ready for round two?"
I can't help but laugh. "Huhhh, superheroes and their endless stamina…"
She almost snorts as she laughs. She leans down and kisses me once more. "Do you think you're ready for anal? I mean, my cock is a little bigger than yours."
"If you're willing to take mine up your butt, then the least I can do is return the favor." She smiles and pecks my lips with hers.
She grabs the bottle of lube as she slides off of me. She lifts my legs up and presses them against my chest. "I hope you don't mind if we do it this way, I want to look into your eyes as I take your anal virginity."
"Ahh… Sure! That sounds good to me," I say and she gives me a wink. I hear her squeeze a glob of lube onto her hand and I gasp as I feel that cold liquid rub up against my asshole and then she pushes her finger inside of my butthole causing me to let out a groan. She pulls out her finger and I can hear another glob of lube squirt out from the bottle. I look up at her as she rubs it all over her cock. She then rubs the tip of her penis up and down the crack of my ass.
Suddenly she starts to press her cock against my butthole. I bite my lip as the pressure builds. It's not as painful as I thought it would be. Before I know it, the head of her cock pops pass my sphincter eliciting another gasp from my lips.
"There, the worst part's over," She says as she slowly pushes her shaft inside of me. As her cock sinks deeper inside my ass, it makes me feel so full. I feel her rub up against what I assume is my prostate causing a ripple of pleasure to course through me. I look up into her eyes as she stares into mine. She leans down and we kiss so deeply, it feels as if we've become one. Her cock continues to sink deeper into me until I can feel her balls against my tailbone. "How does that feel?"
"I like it," I moan as she slowly starts to gyrate her hips back and forth. We continue to kiss as she starts to rotate her hips, getting into a rhythm. Our bodies feel as if they're in a perfect melody. The bed creaks as she continues to thrust inside of me. She interlocks her fingers with mine, pressing them against the mattress as our lips connect and our tongues dance. She pulls back.
"I'm going to pick up the pace a little, is that alright?" she asks. I nod without hesitation. She slips her hands behind my knees and pressings them until they're up past my head, allowing her cock to sink even deeper. She slowly starts to fuck me faster as she looks into my eyes. Her cock starts to slam inside of me and I can feel my own penis get hard as steel. Before I know it my cock blows a load all over me as she lodges her shaft deep inside of me and unleashes a torrent of cum deep into my bowels.
She finally pulls out, letting my legs fall to the bed. She then starts to lick up the mess I made all over myself. As she licks up my sticky seed, she looks up at me puzzled. "You're cum taste odd, it was like a metallic aftertaste."
I wipe up some with my finger and lick it up. I can taste it too. "Hmmm, could it be the protein mix my father has me drink? It has a similar taste," I explain.
She shrugs and lays down resting her head against my chest as I wrap my arm around her. She looks up at me and plants a kiss on my cheek. "Rob, I… I love you."
"I love you too, Erin." I watch as she gives me that beautiful smile.
She caresses my chest as we lay in silence. I place my free hand on top of hers and our fingers lock together.
"Erin, you mind if I ask what it's like to have control over the darkness?" She looks up at me as our thumbs play a game of war.
"I don't really have control over it. It's hard to explain, but the darkness has a mind of its own.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"When I first came into contact with it, it was sealed inside of some kind of container. I accidentally knocked it over and it broke free. It… It merged with me. I don't know how to explain it but I can hear its voice inside my head," she tries to explain. Something she said catches my attention.
"What do you mean it was in some kind of container? Like dark matter? Where did you find this container?" I ask.
"Rob… I… I don't know how to say this… I found it at Shaw labs," she says. I knew it. I've seen that container before!
"What were you doing at Shaw Labs?" I ask.
"I… I broke in," she mutters as she looks away.
"Why would you do that?" I probe. I don't quite understand why she needed to break in. Why not ask me. I could've given her a tour.
"My parents use to work at the lab… There was a terrible accident and they were killed. I needed to know the truth. I needed to find out what happened."
"You don't think my dad was involved? Do you?" I hope she's not implying my dad had something to do with it. My dad would never do something like that. But then again, that Gator man seemed to think my father was responsible for his disaster.
"It's hard to say, I just want to know the truth," she says as something dawns on me.
"When did you get your powers?" I ask.
"The summer of last year…" she says. Which was long after we started hanging out, but something still bugs me.
"Wait a sec, did you start hanging out with me because I'm William Shaw's son?" I can't help but ask.
"No! Not at all, I didn't even know you were his son when we started hanging out. I didn't know your last name until I already developed feelings for you," she admits. "You've got to believe me, I would never do anything to hurt you."
For some reason I trust her, but at the same time, I feel a little at edge. But still, at least her feelings for me are genuine. I relax a little. "I trust you, Erin." I lean down and press my lips against hers. She places her hand against my neck and caresses my cheek with her thumb as I wrap my arm around her, placing my hand on the small of her back. Once again she rests her head against my chest and before long she's fast asleep.