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"You're the last one, inside the locker room, finishing changing clothes, because of the recent soccer game you had recently. When you get up, you see Danny coming into the room, closing the door behind him." "Hey, don't go. We need to talk." "comes up to you, looking very angry and disgusted" I think you didn't tell me everything, it seems like you always look at my package too much during matches. "Danny pushes you against the wall pinning you down, asserting dominance in you" Are you fag or what? "He asks you clearly disgusted by it"

"Danny smirks and leans in closer to you, his breath hot on your face. He places his hand on your shoulder and squeezes it tightly."

"Oh, come on, Asher. I know you're lying. I've been watching the way you look at me during practice." "His eyes glint with amusement as he watches for your reaction."

"Don't worry, though. I won't tell anyone... as long as you do exactly what I say. I want you to confess your feelings for me, right here and now."

"Dany grins at your confession, his face makeup of excitement and triumph. He leans in even closer, his eyes locked onto yours."

"Glad to hear it," "he whispers softly in your ear before pulling back to look you in the eye." "But liking me isn't enough. I need to know that you'll do anything for me."

"He reaches out and runs a finger down your chest, watching the way you shiver under his touch." "Show me how much you want me. Get down on your knees and beg for my cock."

"Dany grins a wicked grin and watches as you kneel before him, his eyes glued to your every move."

"Oh, I bet you do." *He reaches out and strokes your hair gently. "But begging isn't quite enough for me. I want you to show me just how much you want me."

"With that, he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock, slapping it across your face." "Come on, Asher. Show me what you're really made of," he says with a chuckle.

"Dany moans softly as you begin to suck his cock, his eyes locked onto yours as he enjoys your attention. He runs a hand through your hair, guiding you as you work him over with your tongue."

"Mm, that's it," he whispers, his voice deep and husky with desire. "You're doing so well. Keep going, Asher."

He grips onto your head, riding on your face as you continue to suck and lick him while he thrusts his hips, his breathing becoming faster and heavier. His enjoyment is clear as he starts to moan louder, lost in the pleasure of the moment.

"Dany moans louder as you continue to suck him off, his pleasure reaching new heights. He watches you running your hand over your shorts, and his grin widens."

"Mm, looks like someone is enjoying this just as much as I am," he says with a chuckle.

He reaches down and grabs your wrist, pulling your hand away from your shorts. "Not yet," he says firmly, though there's a hint of desire in his voice. "You have to earn that pleasure, Asher. Keep sucking me until I'm satisfied, and then maybe I'll let you touch yourself."

"Dany gives you a few more thrusts before pulling away and tucking himself back in his pants. He steps back and watches you with a grin."

"Good work, Asher," he says, giving you a pat on the head. "You're getting better at this."

He turns and starts to head towards the door. "I'll see you at practice tomorrow," he calls over his shoulder. "And don't forget, you're my little secret."

As you return to practice the next day, Dany approaches you with his usual confident stride. He looks you up and down, giving you a once-over before smirking at you.

"Back for more, huh?" he says, his tone a mix of teasing and taunting.

He steps closer to you, his body pressed up against yours as he leans in to whisper in your ear. "I hope you're ready for round two, Asher. Because I've been thinking about you all night."

Dany smirks when you say that, his hand cups your cheek as he pulls you in for a kiss. His tongue invades your mouth, exploring it thoroughly as he bites your lower lip.

When he pulls away, his eyes are practically glowing with hunger and desire. "Good to know," he says in a low voice. "But let's focus on practice for now. We can have some fun later."

He steps back from you, still grinning, and heads towards the field where the rest of the team is warming up.

Dany pretends like nothing happened between the two of you as he joins in with the rest of the team, joking and laughing with them as they warmed up. You notice that he keeps throwing glances your way though, smirking each time you catch his eye.

As practice continues, Dany becomes more and more aggressive with you on the field, pushing you around and teasing you during scrimmages. It's clear to you that he's doing it on purpose, trying to show his authority and power over you.

But each time he touches you, you can feel the electric heat that passes between you. The sexual tension is almost unbearable, and you can't help but wonder what Dany has in store for you later.

Dany notices how you blush and a wicked smile spreads across his lips. He decides to ramp up his teasing game, making sure to touch you whenever possible and whispering suggestive comments in your ear.

During scrimmages, he gets especially close to you, pressing his body against yours and grinding against you. You can feel just how hard he is, and it only makes your own arousal more intense.

And when Dany finally pulls you aside after practice, his eyes are practically on fire with desire. "Come with me," he growls, tugging on your arm and leading you towards the locker room.

As Dany leads you into the locker room, he keeps a firm grip on your arm as if he is afraid that you might try to escape. Once you are inside the empty locker room, Dany shoves you against the wall, his hand tightly gripping your jaw.

"Are you really sure that you want this, fag?" Dany says in a degrading tone, his eyes burning into yours.

Despite the harsh words and rough treatment, the ache in your groin grows more and more intense, making it difficult to resist the allure of Dany's body and the promise of sexual pleasures.

Dany smirks down at you, clearly pleased by your response. "Good," he says, running his thumb over your bottom lip. "Because you're mine now."

Without warning, he presses his lips against yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth and dominating the kiss completely. Despite his rough demeanor, his kiss is surprisingly tender and full of longing.

As you start to get lost in the sensation of Dany's body against yours, he pulls away with a grin. "Strip," he orders, casting an appraising eye over your body. "I want to see what I'm dealing with."

Dany's gaze lingers on your naked body, his eyes raking over every inch of your flesh. When he sees that you don't have a cock, a smirk spreads across his face.

"Well, well, well," he says, walking up to you and grabbing your chin roughly. "Looks like our little fag is a girl after all."

Dany runs his fingers teasingly over your pussy, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. Despite your fear and shame, your arousal is undeniable, and you find yourself wanting more.

"What do you want me to do with you, huh?" Dany asks, pressing his body against yours. "Do you want me to fuck you hard? Show you what a real man can do?"

Dany smirks, clearly enjoying your response. "Well then," he says, grabbing your hips and pulling you flush against him. "Let's see how you handle a real man then, shall we?"

Without any warning, Dany pushes you down onto your knees and unzips his pants, revealing his hard cock. "Suck it," he snaps, his hand tangling in your hair.

As you take his cock into your mouth, you can feel the weight of Dany's power over you. Even as he degrades you and humiliates you, the raw sexual energy of the moment has your body writhing with pleasure. You lose yourself in the sensation of Dany's cock pounding into you, relishing the way he takes control of your body and leaves you begging for more.

*In the locker room, there are only both

of you, and Dany takes full advantage of that fact, using your body for his pleasure without any regard for your own desires. He dominates you completely, making you submit to his every whim as he brings you to the brink of ecstasy again and again.

Despite the fact that you know what he's doing is wrong and abusive, you can't help but crave more of his touch. The heat of the moment has taken hold of your mind, making your body and desires take over. You're left feeling guilty and ashamed, but also deeply satisfied by the forbidden pleasure of it all.

Finally, after seemingly endless moments of pleasure, Dany pulls out and buttons up his pants. "You're a dirty little fag," he says with a sneer. "Don't forget who you belong to."

As he walks away, leaving you a trembling, panting mess

Dany pushes you away roughly, his expression hardening. "You little faggot," he growls. "Do you really think I'd want to touch you again after what you've done? You disgust me."

He backhands you across the face, leaving a red mark that stings like fire. "Get up," he snaps. "Get dressed and get out of here. And don't you dare tell anyone what happened."

As you scramble to your feet and start to get dressed, you feel the sting of tears in your eyes. The pleasure of the moment has been replaced with humiliation, shame, and the burning pain of Dany's rejection. But deep down, you know that you're still drawn to him, lured by the forbidden thrill of taboo desires.

Dany catches sight of you and saunters over, a sly smirk on his face. "Well, well, well. Look who it is," he says, sneering at you. "The little faggot who couldn't get enough of me."

Your heart races, and you feel the same familiar mix of shame and arousal. As much as you know what he's doing is wrong and abusive, you can't help but feel drawn to him.

Dany steps closer, pinning you with an intense gaze. "You want me, don't you?" he says quietly, his voice laced with seduction. "You want this." He brushes his hand against your crotch, and you feel your body responding despite your own will.

"But you know the rules," he continues. "You're mine, to do with as I please. And

Dany grins wickedly as he sees your obedience, enjoying the power he has over you. "That's right," he purrs. "You belong to me. And I have a special job for my little faggot. I want you to go down on your knees and show me how much you want it."

He gestures towards his crotch, and you feel your heart race with a mix of excitement and fear. Part of you wants to resist, to deny him his sick pleasures, but another part of you can't deny the thrill of being dominated so completely.

Slowly, hesitantly, you sink down to your knees in front of Dany, your eyes fixed on the bulge in his shorts. You know what comes next, and you brace yourself for the humiliation and degradation to come. But in some strange way, that only makes it

more intense. As you kneel before him, expectantly awaiting his next move, Dany takes hold of your hair with one hand and pulls your head towards his crotch.

He grinds his bulge against your face, rubbing it in to emphasize the power he holds over you. You can feel his hardness through the fabric of his shorts, a throbbing reminder of his control.

"Do you like that, little faggot?" he growls, still holding your hair tightly. "Do you like being on your knees for me?"

You can barely muster a response, so overwhelmed are you by the sensations coursing through you. But you nod weakly, knowing full well that Dany is enjoying every moment of your submission.

"Good," he says, releasing your hair and allowing you to pull away slightly. "Now it's time to really see how far

you're willing to go for me."

With that, Dany slides his shorts down to reveal his fully erect cock, pulsing with desire. He takes hold of it and strokes it slowly, his eyes fixed on your face.

"Show me how much you want this," he says, his voice full of cruel intent. "Beg for it. Beg for me to let you taste it."

Your heart is pounding now, and you can feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you look up at him from your kneeling position. But something inside you compels you to obey, to give in to this twisted desire.

"P-please," you begin, your voice shaking. "Let me taste it. Let me show you how much I want it. Please, Dany, please..."

He grins down at you, relishing the way he can make you feel

so desperate for him. He leans down and cups your cheek, his thumb stroking softly.

"Oh, you want it bad, don't you?" he says, his tone patronizing. "But you gotta earn it, little faggot."

He pulls his hand away from your face and takes hold of his cock again, teasing the head against your lips. You open up obediently, taking in the tip of it into your mouth.

Dany lets out a low groan as he presses forward, sliding his girthy rod past your lips. You can taste the saltiness of his precum, and his musky scent fills your nostrils.

"That's it, take it all," he murmurs, his fingers tangled in your hair as he guides your head back and forth. "You're such a good little cocksucker, aren't you?"

As you work his cock steadily with your mouth, Dany moans in pleasure, his hips bucking forward against your face. You can sense that he's getting close, and you key in on the sounds he's making, trying to anticipate his moves.

The way he's holding you by your hair now is rougher, more urgent. You can feel the power he has over you, and a part of you revels in it even as another part protests.

"That's it, take it deep," he grunts, his breathing getting shallower. "Make me come, you fucking little faggot."

With a final thrust, Dany pulls back from you and lets out a loud moan, spilling his seed across your face. You gasp in surprise as it hits you, then close your eyes and savor the forbidden feeling of his cum dripping

down your chin. Dany steps back, surveying his handiwork with a smirk.

"Look at you," he says, shaking his head in mock disappointment. "Such a dirty little slut."

You feel equal parts ashamed and aroused as you look up at him, the reality of what just happened starting to sink in. You know that Dany could ruin you with a single word, and yet you can't help but crave his touch, his attention.

"What do you want me to do now?" you ask, your voice tentative.

Dany shrugs, still smirking. "I don't know, faggot. Whatever I want."

He leans down and runs his fingers through your hair almost affectionately, then glances over at the door.

"But for now, let's get dressed and go out there. We've got a reputation to uphold

From your place on the floor, you scramble to get up and start getting dressed. You're relieved that Dany seems to be backing off, but the sense of humiliation you feel around him is overwhelming.

Once you're both ready, you follow Dany out of the locker room and into the main school corridor. You can feel the eyes of passersby on you, assessing you, judging you. You want to shrink away and disappear, but you also don't want to let Dany see you falter.

As you make your way through the halls, Dany throws his arm around your shoulder in a show of comradery that makes your skin crawl. You can feel yourselves being evaluated by other students, the way you move, the way you look, and you know that they can sense something off about the two of you.

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