KingsLeaf High
A private high school for rich kids, a prestigious school with a long past of successes, ranging from top personalities in various areas, such as sports, sciences, engineering, politics and arts.
Jones is son to one of the wealthiest and most generous contributors to the school's equity , and as a top dog he gets to do whatever he desires around the school campus, he has a tall muscular build that catches the attention of every girl at school, and inflicts jealousy on other boys.
With short-buzzed blond hair, and blue eyes, he looked like a descendent of Vikings, a really hot one.
He had a long historial of relationships with female students and dated whoever interested him, sometimes even more than one at the same time, if something went overboard in a night out, his father's underlings made sure the image of the young master wasn't tarnished, cleaning after him.
Countless parties, birthdays celebrations, American football game victories, or just some good old fun.
It had been this way for 2 years and a half now, since he had graduated to high school, top marks at every subject, and about to turn 18 next month.
Everyone knew they had to respect him, and not cross him in any way, he had been so bored recently that he started bullying a particular delicate looking boy that took his eye named Adrien.
Adrien never met his father, his mother was a famous ex model, with a females clothing line and makeup brand, Adrien was especially good at arts and craftsmanship, since little that he experimented with his mother's design instruments.
He was incredibly pretty for a boy, hair was jet black, while his eyes were green, he was very shy around others and could often be seen alone reading a book or doodling something on his notebook. Sometimes he would hang around with some boys or girls from art class, with them mostly interested in his looks, or in designing advice from him.
He was in the same classes as Jones except for art, where Jones took physics instead.
Adrien wasn't the tallest of boys for his age, averaging on the shorter side among his peers, plus his somewhat feminine body didn't help, having a well defined butt and big tighs, he could sometimes feel the gaze of the other boys staring at him strangely, especially in the locker room, some of the manlier ones called him names like sissy at times or fag for his feminine image.
These didn't really faze him, he simply ignored their insults, but the truth was he had recently been enticed and atracted to one of those boys, that boy being Jones.
He didn't want to admit it to himself at first, along the way, he had started blushing and thinking more of his manly body, Jones especially turned him on, and he couldn't help but stare during pe changing, at his huge body, coupled with defined muscles, and the big bulge inside his boxers.
Jones didn't pay any mind to Adrien staring at him, as many others had done before in complete awe of his outstanding figure.
Adrien couldn't help himself and took it a step further, he wanted to capture in a drawing the masculine body, he sketched quite a few pieces, before coming to the conclusion that he had to see it, that bulge wasn't enough to satisfy his curiosity, he wanted to draw Jones complete naked body.
He had his mind set, and the next time they had p.e. he would shower and linger around for some time so he could check Jones out, he was somewhat reluctant of showering before, because of being embarrassed of his small size and almost hairless dick, afraid of what the other boys would say or think, but he simply couldn't help it this time, his desire outweighed his fear.
After having p.e., the locker rooms of the boys was filled with the stench of sweat and musk.
And as always Jones and his group were the only ones left out enjoying the showers.
Adrien then joined them at the opposite end of the shower room, as they didn't pay him big attention, until he started discreetly analyzing and doing what he had gone there to do. It was even bigger than he had imagined it, definitely the biggest among the four boys that stood on the other end of the showers, laughing while talking about sports.
Adrien couldn't stop staring in awe, it looked to be eight inches, even soft under the running water. The cock was uncut and he could see it had a thick bulbous head, and underneath the cock were two massive balls that hung low.
Jones only took notice, when a friend of his tugged his arm, gesturing towards the lonesome boy in the other end staring at him.
"What are you looking at loser?"
The other boys grinned, as Adrien quickly averts his gaze.
Jones gets closer to him.
"If you want to look at it just ask like a good girl, and you might get something more sissy."
The other boys laugh, Jones grins, putting his hand on the wall over the scared boy.
"Take a good look, it's nothing like your teeny little dick." Jones says looking at Adriens small dick shriveled up in the shower, Adrien's measured about 1 inch.
"You have almost no hair down there, it's so small! How can you even please a woman with that?"
All the other boys laugh again, with one of them exclaiming "Even my 10 year old brother is bigger than that."
"Come on sissy boy, get on your knees, give me a kiss on the tip and say sorry like a good girl, and I will forget any of this ever happened, no one gets to know about the embarrassment of a dick you have down there."
Adrien glares flustered into Jones eyes
"As if asshole."
Jones can feel Adrien's hostility towards him, making him take a step back.
Adrien takes the chance and tries to quickly run from there, but Jones grabs him forcefully by the wrist, making the boy grunt in pain.
Jones notices how soft his skin was, and how fragile his body looked to be, he automatically loosens his grip a bit.
"Didn't you hear him." says one of the boys.
"Get on your knees and worship that cock you were just fawning over fag."
Jones notices his hand trembling, he was about to breakdown crying, Jones can't help himself and let goes of his wrist, letting Adrien escape.
He turns around and punches Ian, the guy who had just uttered the final words.
"Shut the fuck up dumbass, I am the only who gets to say that!"
Adrien was now sobbing on the locker room, feeling completely emasculated, looking at his own body and asking himself why was he so different from the other boys.
His life was ruined he thought to himself, the ocasional comments of calling him gay or sissy, would now be a constant noise on how his cute tiny dick was one of an elementary schooler coupled with the old ones.
He tried to compose himself several times, until he finally stoped trembling, using the sweaty clothes as temporary towels to dry himself, as he had forgotten his one on the showers and there was no way he would ever be going back to that cursed place.
He got dressed as fast as he could, and got out of there before any of the other boys aproached him again, to torment him even further.
Jones didn't understand his own emotions, why was he so emotional about what his friend said, or why had he let go of Adrien , even tough that effeminate fuck didn't respect him, this was the first time he had ever lost control and he couldn't grasp the reason why.
He noticed the sissy had left his towel back in the showers and after apologizing to his friend for punching him, he took it, with the intention when returning it, to show that sissy who was boss.
Jones deep down still felt a bit bad for Adrien, that piercing look was something he couldn't get out of his head, that and how incredible erotic Adrien's body was, he was so extremely cute for a guy, all of his instincts were telling him to protect that boy, satiating for his presence.
He simply shrugged these feelings off for now, portraying them as weakness.
Jones ends up being the only one left in the locker room, his friends were afraid of the teachers putting them as absent for getting to class late, of course this wasn't a concern for Jones, he liked the silence from time to time anyways.
So there he was, sat there still dripping wet gazing at Adrien's towel, thinking about the countless ways he would torture the boy.
He wanted it to be personal, he thought about beating him to a pulp, or maybe make him apologize fully naked in public, maybe even fuck him with a broomstick in front of the other guys during the next p.e. class, the possibilities were endless.
Jones sat there a good 5 minutes thinking how he could turn Adrien's life into hell, enjoying every possibility, until he thought why not all of them, owning him, having him as his slave around school that he would be using for his own amusement, or to remind others that they were at the bottom of the food chain.
He started getting horny then, imagining the sissy doing all those kinds of things for him, he couldn't wait to hear Adrien calling him "Master", watching him go fetch his things for him like a good boy, or even getting some good use of that enticing butt whenever he wanted.
Jones started moving his hand around his cock while imagining all of those situations.
After a short moment he was completely rock solid. Jones cock was gigantic, at least ten inches erect, plus the incredible thickness.
He grabbed Adrien's towel and took a nice long whiff while wrapping his hand around his cock, even the towel smelled like one of a girl's, he began imagining that cock sucker worshiping his manly meatstick, and his soft lips kissing it lovingly, his hand moving rhythmically up and down, gaining speed with each stroke.
Jones began grunting in pleasure, imagining Adrien receiving it with his tongue out right there in front of him.
"That's right take it, you bitchboy.
He grabbed the towel and used it to receive his fresh load, his cock pulsing with each rope of thick cum, one after the other, with his heavy balls twitching, grunting deeply in pleasure, until part of the towel was completely covered in his seed.
It felt great,he never had a masturbation orgasm feel that good before, maybe the reason being he hadn't masturbated ever since he had joined high school, he always chose to have a cute girl suck him off, or to do one of them in one of the school's backrooms, but most of them broke before he was even satisfied, few could handle his size, and thirst.
Little could Adrien know about his planned future by Jones, as he sits in the back of the classroom still wishing he hadn't gone too such lengths to capture Jones manly body, looking at his previous carefully drawn sketches of it.