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Tate
I love tormenting the new kids especially those who think that they are better than me, more supreme than me. They soon find out they're not. I rule this school with an iron fist and this new guy Cayson will soon find that out the defiant little s**t doesn't know what hit him. My c**k has been so f*****g hard since our run this morning that I've had to think of the ugliest thing to make it shrivel up.
“Hey Tate, what are we going to do about the new kid?” My most loyal friend. Roam asks, bringing me out of my fluid thoughts. I give him a deadpan look as if he hadn't got a f*****g clue. “Really Roam, really?”
He grins sheepishly, he knows me too well. “You do realise the kid will try and avoid you at all costs.”
As if I don't every kid that becomes my wrath tries to avoid me yet fails and this kid will fall as well. Straight in my d**k if I have anything to do with it.
“His name is Cayson dude and I like him. He's got balls.”
“He won't once we’re done with him, aye Tate?”
“He’s mine, you keep watch until I'm done.”
“Argh come on Tate let us have a little fun,” Rowan whines. Gee, he's worse than Roam, they're identical twins and you're lucky if you can tell them apart, we can because we've known them since we were in diapers.
We've all grown up together and everyone fears us. Just as they do my twin brother, Langdon, at least we don't look alike or we would be in s**t if it wasn't for the rack. I like d***s and he likes chicks there isn't much difference between us. Dad made sure to split us up before we went to high school as we had caused too much trouble in primary school to be kept together. Now he's unfortunately at a school where your dear ole dad is headteacher and I'm here tormenting kids every day and being in more detentions than I care to count.
I sigh, “Fine, just a little but he's mine.”
He grins widely. And claps his hands together with an evil grin on his face.
“Come on, let's go find him, no doubt he is hiding in the bogs to avoid running into us.”
They all nod and we head off to the bogs I hope this doesn't take long I'm f*****g starving. There are around twenty sets of both male and female toilets here, but if he isn't too smart he'll head for the ones that don't get used too much for safety, if he's got a brain he’ll head to the most busiest but that can change in an instant no one dares to argue with us they just leave.
We head for the bathroom that's furthest away from the lunch hall cause everyone uses it. And I push the door open and it's that hard it almost flies off its hinges. “Hey, kitty, kitty.”
My friends laugh.
“Come out kitty, this is your lucky day."
I look at my friend's mess and nod. They start going over to the bog doors and with one kick they're opened most of them are empty. Roam has a s**t eating grin on his face. “Well looky at what we have here.”
The next thing I hear is a scream that goes straight through my d**k hardening it. I need to hear that scream as I pound into his pretty little ass. Roam is pulling him out by his hair and his hands are sounding Roan’s cast iron grip trying to pry them off his head.
He dropped him to the cold floor. “So you thought you could avoid me, kitten?
He looks up at me and shakes his head.
“I don't like liars kitty, do you want to know what we do to liars?”
He shakes his head, like he's lost his voice, not so tough now is he?
I nod my head at my friends. They go full-throttle and begin punching and kicking him. He tries so hard to fight back but three-on-to-one is hard to take on. “That's enough guys you've had your fun now it's my turn. Wait outside and make sure no one enters.”
“Sure thing Tate.”
They all give him a playful slap to his face and walk out. I know they'll keep guard, they have so many times before, but this is different.
I grab his chin and pull it up. He looks at me through his red eyes. They look so lost wondering why him. I can't answer that question, but I do know one thing: he will be my pet until the end of the year, then I'll decide what to do with him.
“I want the truth kitty, were you in here hoping to avoid me?”
He nods.
“You've got a tongue, use it.”
“Yes.”
I smirk. “Well, you see kitty there is no escaping me and no escaping fate.”
“What do you mean?”
I grin sadistically at him. “You really have no idea who you bumped into do you? Who you mouthed off at?”
“All I know is your name is Tate.”
I grin, “Tate Whitlock. And you're my derived kitty.”
“Wh…hat do you mean?”
“Open your mouth and I'll show you.”
“I'm not opening my mouth.”
“Don't be a disobedient kitty, you won't let the outcome when you are.” I squeeze his mouth open.
“Wider.”
He opens his mouth not having a clue what I'm about to do. I unzip my trousers and his eyes go wide and he tries to pull away from me.
I hold his chin in a vice grip tutting. “You'll like this I promise.”
I shove my c**k in his mouth and his eyes go wide. “Close your mouth kitty.”
He clasps his mouth around my d**k and I groan. I Almost came down his throat. “No teeth just suck okay?”
He nods and I start moving my d**k in his mouth I tighten my grip on his hair and drive in and out of his mouth the friction of his mouth and teeth is something I usually hate but it's sending a buzz through my body I know he can't help it and it's probably his first blow job so I’ll let it go this once. I begin to pound in and out of his mouth ruthlessly he chokes and sputters but I keep going until I find my release. My balls tighten and my d**k expands and hot sticky c*m pulses out and down his throat. My hand is still gripping his hair so he can't go anywhere. Once I'm fresh out of c*m I ease my d**k out of his mouth, his saliva dripping off it. I grin looking at how much I messed up my kitten. His d**k is half mast and he's leaked in his pants. “You need to take care of that before you eat.” I say zipping up and winking at him.
Heat flushes his face. “The guys and I are having a party Saturday you’re invited.”
He opens his mouth to object.
“It’s not a request, kitten, you're going to be there.” I walked out leaving my poor kitty to clean himself up.
My friends look up and grin at me. They know my sexuality and don’t give two shits. “So did he give you head?”
“Like he had a choice.”
They laugh.
“What do you plan on doing with him?”
“I’m going to ruin him.”
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