Knowledge is power. And with enough power, you can do what ever you want and no one can do a damn thing about it.
Just like a certain young man I know. He lives in the apartment next to mine. He lives there with a couple other guys that
attends the same college he does. They've seen me have "company" over from time to time so they know what life style I live
by. There's nothing wrong with being gay, but there is something wrong with college idiots that think it's funny to jeer
and make crude comments to me or my guests when they're coming and going. But I was patient.I told myself that one day he
would get his. What goes around will always come around.
My day came one a Saturday night. I heard and felt a boom next door. My heart skipped a beat and was racing while I
tried to think what it could have been. I got up and slowly opened the front door to my apartment. No one was in the
hallway, so I stepped out and went over to Brad, the snotty homophobe's, apartment. His door was wide open and the only
light that was on came from the kitchen. I walked in and surveyed the dump. The dining room table was tipped over with Brad
laying on the floor next to it. He looked like he was out. Next to him was a bottle of whiskey and broken glass. His
buddies were also passed out in the living room. And then, the moment I've been waiting for. On the coffee table looked to
be a couple small bags of weed and on the floor next to Brad was a small bag of pills. I went over to Brad and took a
closer look. The white pills looked like it had a blue colored dolphin on it. If I remember, this must be XTC. I chuckled
as I pulled out my cell phone and snapped a few pics, making sure Brad, his buddies, and the drugs were in frame.
On the way out I grabbed a few pills and one of the little baggies of weed. Rewarding myself for being so patient.
A few days passed when I saw Brad again. He and his friends were standing outside, leaning on his car and chatting when I
walked passed them. And as I went by, I heard Brad mutter, "Fag." I smiled to myself as I continued to my apartment. Later
that night I printed out the pics of the evidence from his apartment. I included a paper with instructions on it, sealed
it, and passed it under his door. I waited and waited with my heart pounding, wondering when he or his roommates would
stumble upon it. About 2 hours later, I recieved a text. He now has the photos and now has read my instructions. The text
he sent read, "Ok." With a big sigh of relief I went to bed, giddy with what was about to come.
The next day, I did my usual routine. I went to work, hit the gym, but instead of heading home I had to make a
detour for a little while. I stopped at Adam and Eve's, you know the sex toy store, and picked up some things. I texted
Brad to see if he was ready and he replied with a yes. This was it, my revenge. He knew if he didn't follow the
instructions I'd put with the photos, he'd be in a lot of trouble with the local law enforcement. As I walked to my
apartment, I felt like I was walking on cloud 9.
Fun was about to begin. I walked through my apartment to my bedroom. There he was, laying in my bed under the
covers facing away from me. I dropped the bag from the sex toy store by the bed and I smiled as I walked into my bathroom
to shower. Thinking about what was about to happen gave me the hardest erection I've ever had. I dried myself off and
walked over to the doorway. Brad was still laying where he was when I first came in. I could hear him sniffle. Poor bastard
is crying. Well a manly man like him should be crying since he knows what's about to happen. I made sure to describe what
our night would be like in excellent detail. STill naked, I went to the bad and pulled back the blanket and really did
follow my every little instructions. He mostly naked except for a red thong. I'd left it on the bed for him to put on. I
slid into bed and pulled the covers over me. Propped up on my right arm, I gently slid my left hand from his shoulder down
to his hips as he shivered at my touch. I stopped when I felt the thong and followed it down his lower back. For some
reason I could feel him clench his jaw as I middle finger slid down his ass crack. I then detoured and grabbed his sweet
ass knowing it was now mine. I cuddled up next to him, making our bodies had full contact. I ran my ran over his waist and
up his torso. I kissed his neck and he tensed up. I took a little peak over to see his face and his eyes were closed as
tight as they could. I kissed him behind his ear and whispered, "Shhhh...it's ok baby. Daddy's going to take good care of
you." while my hand slid down his body again. This time instead of going down his ass crack, I pulled the thin garnment out
and to the side.
"Help Daddy out and hold this," I whisper and he complied. I reached over to the night stand and got out the lube.
I prepped my cock and with a generous amount I slid it between his ass. Feeling his rosebud got me so hot. But I wanted to
savor it. I felt him try to resist, but it's no use. With the lube doing it's job, I entered him and felt his anus walls
tighten up. Smiling I whispered, "It's ok baby, Daddy's going to treat you real nice. If you keep doing that, it might not
feel to comfy when I stick my cock in your pussy." his body tensed again. My finger danced in his ass, slowly fucking his
hole. I could feel him grip the sheets with his free hand. I felt he had enough. I got a hold of my cock and guided it to
his virgin hole. My tip made contact with him and he slightly jumped knowing what was going to happen. With all that lube,
my cock glided right between his cheeks and into him. I heard him breathe out, trying to relax.
"That's it honey. Let Daddy in. I'll make you feel all better," I gentle said. I could hear him quietly sob as I
was starting to violate him. I let go of my cock and pushed deeper in him, holding his chest for a little leverage. I was
finally all the way in him. I felt my hips and thighs against his backside. I slowly pulled out a couple inches and then
back into him as I kissed his back. His tight ass felt so good. Even though he was trying to relax, his instinct to try to
shut out the violation came naturally making it very tight. Quietly moaning, I slowly fucked him. feeling every inch of my
bare cock sliding in and out of his man pussy. I whispered, "Mmmmmm you feel so good. Your pussy feels so good baby." and I
started to pinch and twist his nipples. I moved up and sucked on his ears while my hands traveled south and met his hard
"Oh! You like this don't you!" I laughed. Though gritted teeth he said, "Fuck you." And with that, I let go of his
cock and swatted his ass saying, "That's a very very bad thing to say young man." Getting a handful of his ass, I pulled my
cock out and then rammed back in him. He grunted and I spanked him again. A feeling of dominance was washing over me. As I
grabbed his ass I started to really give it to him. With eash deep thrust I heard his grunts.Short and quick breaths were
escaping his lips and each one invigorated me. I pushed him onto his stomach and savagely fucked him like an animal in
heat. I grabbed the red thong and ripped it off of him. Both hands on his waist. I rammed my hard cock in his ass over and
over again yelling, "Yea! Take it bitch! Take Daddy's cock!" His grunts were getting loud, a little too loud. I pulled and
said, "I'm not done yet." I got into the bag I left and pulled out the ball gag. I shoved it in his mouth and strapped it
on. As I went into the bag again I commanded, "Get on your hands and knees slut. I'll show you to back talk me." He did so
while I slid my new cock sleeve on. It was going to make my cock feel thicker and it studded.
I mounted Brad the homophobe again and felt the difference. As I entered his ass, a muffled and agonizing moan came
from him. He felt the difference. He felt his ass get filled up. I knew this was going to be a punishment for him. Since it
was a little thick, I couldn't feel as much so I was going to be able to go for a lot longer. I tore his ass up. As I
ravaged him, I couldn't tell if he was sobbing or starting to enjoy his ass pounding. It was just one continuous muffled
sound as I thrusted in and out of his hole. He must hav been getting tired because he went from being on his hands to down
to his elbows. To be honest, I didn't like the fact that I couldnt feel him around my cock. It was like fucking with a
condom but worse. I pulled out once more and made him lay on his back. His tear streaked face of hopelessness made my heart
flutter. I thought, "Now who's the fag?" I parted his legs and slid my cock in his anus again. But this time there was no
resistance. I'd fucked him real good. Too good. It was all loose now. So I unstrapped his gag and tossed it to the side. I
told him to kiss me. He grimaced and gave me a peck on the lips. I chuckled, "That's a kiss you give to your mommy. Now,
kiss Daddy like you mean it." He raised his head up again and we locked lips. It wasn't a real kiss, so I helped him. I
grabbed the back of his head and really laid into him. Shoving my tongue between his lips and now molested his tongue. The
more he tried to move his tongue away the more excited I got. I pulled away and laughed. With a hand full of his hair, I
positioned myself to where he was know staring at my crotch.
"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out," I ordered him. He did so and looked like he was going to cry. I told
him to suck my cock like all the little skanks suck his. And if he didn't do a good job, I'd fuck his face like I fucked
his tight ass. He took me in his mouth and really wasn't doing a good job. It felt like all he did was wrap his lips around
my cock and was moving back and forth. He wasn't even using his tongue or any suction. Terrible. So I viotlated his mouth
like I did with his ass hole. I fuck his face. He continualy gagged but I was nice. I'd let him recover and did it again
and again. I gave him another chance. This time he did really nice. Really sucking my cock. I could feel his lips around me
as his tongue pushed up. His head movement really helped with it. Must have thought about how those slutty girls he's had
over does it and emulated them. I was getting close. I slowly and gentle rocked my hips with the rhythm of his mouth.
Finally I couldn't hold it in any more. I exploded in his mouth and he nearly choked. as he gagged and tried to spit it out
I stroked my cock fiercely and made sure every drop was on his disgraced face. Tired and spent I rolled onto my back. Brad
got up and got dressed. As he walked out I said, "Thanks Brad." He just nodded his head. I assured him that I would destroy
any evidence and that this would be our little secret. My front door shut with finality so I got up and walked over to my
dresser located in the corner. I picked up my camcorder and ripped off the tape that concealed the blinking red dot. I hit
rewind and with the glow of green illumination of the night vision mode, I saw my handy work with all it's glory. The sound
wasn't bad. I could just barely hear my whispers to him. I put the camera up and went to bed.
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