My Bitch_(1)

Claremont High School was located in one of the most comfortable suburbs of a large city.

At 18, Derek was a senior and as popular as they come. He was 6' tall, slender, and muscular with short, dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He was handsome, but not rugged-looking. The girls swooned over him, and he had had plenty of girlfriends. The guys liked him because he was athletic but not a jock, playing only volleyball, and his disposition was essentially gentle and kind, but he could also have fun with the best of them.

The first day of school began in its usual noisy fashion. Students were running about to find their lockers, stow their gear, and locate friends, plus learning their homeroom and who their teachers would be. Derek always took special interest in the new students of his same class year, learning their names beforehand, including Cooper's, knowing that they were typically subject to abuse as “outsiders.”

Cooper was also 18, and a transfer from another, much smaller, school. He was very short for his age and skinny, with dark hair that came to the bottom of his ears. He had piercing, cat-like green eyes with long, dark eyelashes that made him appear to be wearing mascara, yet he wasn't. His features were delicate and, if anyone asked him in a personal setting, he would admit that he was gay.

While he also settled into the final year at the large school, Derek first noticed Cooper as he was putting things away in his locker. Matt, who had the locker next to his, looked down at Cooper and asked, “are you a fucking fag?” Matt was a crude, stocky type whose brain didn't even closely match his bulk. Cooper merely smiled and continued about his business.

“Oh, fairy queen has no answer?” Matt chuckled, then slapped him across the face. Cooper didn't respond, which only infuriated him further. Matt grabbed Cooper by the throat and slammed him up against the metal locker, lifting him off his feet. “From now on, princess, you'll answer my questions,” he growled.

The next thing heard was Matt gasping for breath as he writhed about on the floor, his balls having been kicked from behind. Derek smiled down at him and asked, “want answers to your questions, stupid? Then come to me first.” Matt, with eyes crossed and unable to speak, merely nodded as he groaned in pain.

“Thanks, but you shouldn't have done that. I'll only pay for it later,” Cooper said as Derek helped him up from the floor. Cooper beamed a smile that showed perfect, snow-white teeth. “That won't happen again,” Derek said. “Oh, it's alright. I'm used to it,” Cooper replied in his soft voice, absent the stereotypical lisp.

“My name is Derek. You can always count on me, Coop, if I may call you that,” Derek boldly said without even knowing why. They locked eyes with an unusual intensity that neither could explain. Cooper simply replied, “thanks again, Derek, and I like the nickname.”

As Cooper turned and walked away, Derek couldn't help but notice his firm, round butt. “What the fuck!” he thought. “Why are you looking at his ass?” Derek shook it off, then went to find his own homeroom and new teachers.

The school was large enough that the senior class was broken into two groups. As such, they had different homerooms and no courses together, so Derek only saw Cooper in passing. When they did meet, however, Derek found himself staring at him. His eyes were strangely drawn to Cooper, observing his feminine build, slender fingers, smooth complexion and full lips. Derek had decided that Cooper wasn't handsome or cute. On the contrary, he was pretty; very pretty.

As time went on, Derek's thoughts continued to drift to Cooper, but didn't know why, and they were beginning to disturb him. It was more than just making sure he wasn’t being victimized. At one chance meeting during lunch, they linked eyes from a distance. Derek had to quickly look away. Those luminous green orbs pulled him in, and Derek knew he had to push the twisted thoughts now forming in his mind away, but found it somehow impossible.

Cooper was on the swim team, and Derek deliberately started going to swim meets just to see him. He didn't care one bit about swimming or which team won. As he sat in the bleachers above the pool, Derek gazed at Cooper's slender body, smooth, hairless skin, and firm ass accentuated by his tight, red Speedo. Cooper had also cut his dark hair short for the swimming season, and pranced about the pool area like a sweet pixie.

It was starting to make him crazy, and Derek needed to figure it out. He certainly wasn't gay, or even bi for that matter, but he finally had to admit to himself that he wanted that pretty guy. Derek didn't know if Cooper had a lover or not, nor did he care. He didn't love Cooper, but just wanted to fuck him. It was pure lust. Try as he might to put the thought out of his head, he couldn't do it. There was something magnetic about him that Derek had no explanation for.

Cooper was a math wizard, already taking college-level courses. Derek was slightly above-average in math, but approached Cooper one day as school let out. “Hey, Coop!” he yelled. “What's up?” Cooper replied, turning around to look at him as Derek approached. Coming close, and pulling him aside from the crowd of students, Derek started to execute his plan.

“Well, I hate to admit it, but I really suck at math. Any chance you could help me out, Coop?” Derek lied. “Sure, I'd be glad to,” Cooper replied. “That would be great. Maybe you could come over to my house,” Derek suggested. They compared addresses and found that Cooper lived only about a mile from his house, an easy bicycle ride away, since neither of them owned a car.

Derek was waiting in the living room for Cooper's arrival, pacing about in anxiety and wondering if he could actually do this. His pulse quickened when he heard the doorbell ring. Derek went to the door and greeted him with a smile. “Take your shoes off and come on in, Coop,” he said. Derek led the way into the living room where he stopped, turned around, and looked directly into his bright, green eyes.

“I have to tell you the truth. I don't need help with math,” he said. Looking confused, Cooper asked, “then why am I here?” Cutting right to the chase, Derek flatly said, “because I want to fuck you.”

Cooper's heart nearly stopped. Here he was, standing in front of one of the most popular and sought-after guys in school who just told him that he wanted to fuck him. It was beyond his wildest dreams.

Derek didn't wait for any response, but lowered his zipper and pulled his already semi-stiff, circumcised cock through his fly. Cooper stared in amazement, still not believing this was really happening, but quickly dropped to his knees, taking the rod into his hand. Gently, slowly he stroked the shaft, watching it swell to its full strength. He savored the hot cock, feeling the smooth skin move as he slid his hand up and down.

Seeing a large drop of pre-cum oozing from the slit, he lapped it up, then continued to flick the tip of his tongue around the swollen head. Cooper slipped it into his mouth and began to suck, while still teasing it with his tongue. Derek groaned and put his hands on Cooper's shoulders.

Derek had had plenty of blow jobs before, but just knowing it was a guy's mouth on his cock made it even more erotic, every nerve in his body now on fire. It was so wrong, perverse and twisted. He should be disgusted, but his excitement only increased. Cooper took more of his dick, slowly working his way down until he had the entire thing in his mouth and his nose rubbing against Derek's crotch.

This wasn't the first rodeo for Cooper, so deep-throating was nothing new to him. He continued to move up and down the engorged rod, taking all of it until he backed off about halfway to increase his suction. He tightly held Derek's aching dick in his right hand and gently moved his left hand into his fly, carefully pulling out his balls. Cooper sucked with a passion as he caressed the smooth bag. “Oh, yes, Coop, do it!” Derek moaned.

Cooper slid his mouth off of Derek's cock and began to slowly lick his way down the shaft. Once at the base, he ran his tongue over the silky bag and gently sucked on one of his balls while stroking Derek's member with increased speed. After suckling and tongue-torturing both of his balls, he kissed his way back up to the head, where he teased the underside with his tongue, licking off another huge drop of pre-cum.

Derek was going insane and moved his hands onto Cooper's head, pulling it down onto him. Sensing the cue, Cooper started to suck his cock with a vengeance, saliva drooling out of his mouth and down the shaft onto his balls. Derek's breathing grew ragged. He held Cooper’s head firmly in his hands and thrust in time with Cooper's up-and-down sucking until he couldn't stand it any longer.

“Ooooohhhhh! Take it all!” Derek gasped, bucking his hips and blasting shots of thick sperm into his pretty mouth. Cooper didn't miss a beat, sucking and swallowing every drop, only letting the cock slip from his mouth after he was sure that Derek's balls were completely drained.

Cooper stood up and Derek pulled him onto his chest, using him for balance, afraid he might fall over because he had cum so hard. Panting, Derek held Cooper closely, who adored the heated grasp and crushing embrace. Cooper loved kissing more than anything, and desperately wanted to kiss Derek, but somehow knew that wasn't what he wanted. Their bodies clung together in passion, but Derek was still confused, yet also understood that he had now crossed the line, and wasn't about to stop.

Derek's cock rose quickly as he held Cooper tightly against him, then separated and took his hand, leading him to his bedroom. There, Cooper stood motionless as Derek yanked off his shirt, then peeled off his jeans and boxers at the same time. Finally pulling off his socks and throwing them aside, he stood naked before Cooper with his raging hard-on and balls in overdrive refilling his sac with cum.

Cooper nearly fainted as his eyes slowly wandered over the gorgeous, muscular body that he hadn't dared to think for even one moment could be his.

Derek lowered himself to the bed, sliding up on his back and propping two pillows against the headboard behind him. He put his left arm behind his head and smiled, running his right hand over his smooth chest as he eyed Cooper in anticipation.

Standing at the end of the bed, Cooper slowly began to open his shirt one button at a time, keeping his magnetic eyes locked onto Derek's. Methodically, he worked his way down until it was open, then pulled his arms out of it, revealing his hairless twink chest and tiny nipples. Cooper dangled the shirt in his right hand for a few seconds, then let it drop to the floor. He opened the snap on his pants and slowly lowered the zipper.

Taking the top in his hands, Cooper pushed his pants down to just below his light blue cotton briefs, still keeping his eyes locked on Derek's. Tilting his head slightly to one side, he smiled coyly and slowly dropped the pants to his ankles, stepping out and kicking them aside. He then took off each sock, dropping them to the floor with exaggerated slowness.

“What a little tease,” Derek thought as his right hand moved from rubbing his chest to his aching cock.

Cooper turned his back to him, then pulled his briefs down just below his firm buns, turning his head to regain eye contact. He finally slid the blue undies down completely, threw them aside and spread his cute, little cheeks to expose his tiny pucker. Cooper knew that he was driving Derek mad, and enjoyed every second of it.

Turning around to face him, Derek looked at Cooper's cut dick below a small bush of dark hair. He wasn't interested in his cock, but that smooth body, those beautiful eyes and wicked smile nearly made Derek blow his load right then.

Cooper approached the bed and ran his delicate hands from Derek's knees to his crotch, caressing his inner thighs and gently licking, kissing the most sensitive areas. Derek could only close his eyes, and try to force himself not to believe he was actually loving this, yet he did.

Slowly climbing forward, Cooper moved up to begin kissing Derek’s chest, flicking his tongue around his hard nipples. Derek had never had any of his girlfriends even care about his nipples before, and gasped as Cooper gently sucked and tweaked them, sending new waves of outrageous sensation throughout his body.

Although yearning to kiss his lips, Cooper was afraid that would ruin everything, so he continued to kiss and lick his way over Derek's chest and stomach, finally taking his stiff cock into his hand. Using the tip of his index finger, Cooper rubbed the big glob of pre-cum drooling from the slit around the head and dabbed the excess onto his own tight, little opening.

Cooper got to his knees, straddling him.

Although he loved pussy, Derek had always wanted to fuck a tight ass, but none of his girlfriends had ever even let him try. Holding Derek's cock in his right hand, Cooper slowly lowered himself down until the glistening head was rubbing against his hole. He teased him by massaging the tip around his smooth, hairless crack, then sat back with one steady motion, taking Derek's entire cock into his ass.

“Mmmmmmm,” Derek groaned as he felt his bone surrounded by Cooper's hot body. He knew that Cooper wasn't a virgin, but couldn't believe how tight it was. Cooper slowly began to ride up and down the hard member, squeezing it with his muscles.

As he picked up his pace, Derek grabbed Cooper’s little hips. “Oh, fuck!” he moaned as he began to thrust into the tight chute, finally timing them with Cooper's lunges, who locked eyes with him yet again.

“Oh yes, Derek, fuck me, fuck me!” Cooper panted as the speed and intensity increased. Derek was lost in passion. He wanted to talk dirty to Cooper, but couldn't form the words, his mind overcome with intense, frenzied lust.

Derek closed his eyes and continued to shove his ramrod faster and faster into the pretty butt, finally pulling Cooper hard against his chest and holding him tightly. His body convulsed as he arched his back. “Oa, oa, oa!” Derek grunted with each volley of boiling cum that he shot into him. “Yes, yes, yes!” Cooper hissed between clenched teeth as his prostate was rammed and he felt the hot cream pour into him.

Totally spent, but with his cock still inside him, Derek continued to hold Cooper close to his body as he came down from his orgasmic high and slowly regained his mind. He couldn't believe this had even happened, and wondered if it had been completely wrong, yet felt total bliss.

Cooper knew that Derek had probed beyond his limits, but wasn't going to let this opportunity pass without at least another chance.

“Do you want me to be your bitch?” he softly purred, cuddling against Derek's strong body and playfully nibbling his ear, hoping against all odds that Derek might feel something more than just sexual gratification.

“Oh yes, I want you to be my bitch, and mine alone,” Derek replied, drawing him even closer and continuing to pant as his mind spun out of control.

Against everything he knew, Derek leaned down and gave him a tiny kiss on the lips, sending Cooper into the clouds.