Jack Maynard dirty Imagine

Past

     "Jack!" I yell as he splashes me with water.
"Oops." He says.
I splash him. "Oops." I say and see his face.
"You know what?" He says
"What?"
"I'm going to actually kill you." He says and I take off running. He chases me through his living room and I run up to his bedroom. I jump up onto the bed and I grab his pillow and throw it at him when he runs into the room. I jump off the bed and into his bathroom.
"You're trapped." He says.
I just give up and charge at him to try and escape. I'm tackled to the ground. Jack climbs on top of me pinning my arms to the ground above my head.
"You win." I say and he laughs.
He rolls off me and onto his back beside me.
"We're so dumb." He says.
"I think we're awesome." I say and roll into his side.
"Yeah well... you think reading is awesome too... soo...." he jokes.
"Maybe I need a new best friend." I say and sit up.

Jack's POV

"... best friend." Those words tore me to pieces. I was friend zoned by the girl I wanted to be with most.
Scratch that I'm so friend zoned she basically sees me as the gay best friend. 
Which is kind of true, in a way. Only she saw my grunge stage. I fell into the gay part of it all. I've only ever had one boyfriend. He was extremely dominant. He was forceful and made me look and feel weak. In a twisted way I began to kind of like it. It would get to the point I was forced into some pretty dark stuff. It was a sweet relationship at first, but once it became sexual... I lost control of it and we were no longer boyfriends, well we were because I was to scared to end it, but I mean it wasn't co-controlling our relationship anymore. He was in charge. His name... Dominic.
Suiting huh?
Oh. And the best part. Dominic stated our breakup all over social media.
Meaning my "best friend" aka basically my crush since 3rd grade knew I had been in a gay relationship.
So I guess that makes me the gay best friend even though I don't have any attraction to any other man.
"No way." I finally say.
"You totally blanked. What we're you thinking about?" She asks cuddling into my chest.
"N-nothing." I say.
"Yeah right. Probably some super hot dude." She says. I think I'm going to puke.
"I'm not like that." I say.
"Yeah yeah. Whatever you say." She says and rolls to stand up.
"Y/n. I really am not gay." I say
She giggles and turns into my bedroom. I stand and follow her.
"Yeah? Prove it." She says.
"What? How?" I ask.
She leans in and kisses me. I grab her waist and pull her close moving my mouth with hers. She slips her tongue into my mouth and I play her game. I let my hand drop to her ass and gave it a squeeze. She pulled away.
"Jack..." she said shocked. I shouldn't have kissed her back. I shouldn't have...
"I'm sorry..." I say and back away until I hit the wall only 4 steps from where we we're just making out.

Your POV

He kissed back. A part of me wishes he hadn't so he could remain my gay best friend, but most of me was happy he did. When I pulled away he was super embarrassed.
"Jack." I say again and he looks at the door before looking back.
"I shouldn't have... you thought and now I've..." he couldn't put his thoughts together.
"Jack It's okay. So what your not gay... your still Jack Maynard." I say and he smiles slightly and let's his body relax slightly from his tense state.
"Soo..." he said.
"We're not doing the "soo" thing. It'll just make everything awkward." I say and walk towards the door Jack following.
"I need a change of clothes." I say looking down at my wet clothing.
"Me too." Jack says pulling his shirt out.
"Imma go home and get changed. I'll see you for our movie marathon tonight." I say and make my way out after sharing goodbyes and hugs with Jack.

Jack's POV

I close the door behind her.
"Nice going Jack." I say to myself.

A few hours had passed and I heard a knock at the door Y/n was half an hour early. Which was really weird because she's usually half an hour late. I open the door and I can't believe me eyes.
Dominic.
He's here.
"H-hey... Dominic?" I say trying to sound confident.
He's hotter than I remember. He's gotten bigger and stronger. It makes me weak looking at him and remembering what we did. Or maybe I should say I was forced to do to him.
"Hey Jacky." He says way more confident than I did.
"What... umm... what are you doing here?" I ask.
"I wanted to visit my baby boy." He said.
"Dominic, you ended it. I'm not... we aren't..." I say. He starts walking towards me and I back up into the wall.
"I missed your begging body." He said rubbing a hand into my side gliding it down to rest my belt line on me jeans.
"Dominic we can't.." I start but am cut off by him connecting his lips to mine. He grabs my hands and pulls them up and over my head pinning them to the wall with one hand. The other is pulling me closer to him while his hips are pinning me to the wall. I can feel myself growing hard.
"Your still as useful as you were when we got together." He says pulling back. I shouldn't be doing this. I just can't not follow his orders.
I fall to my knees and groan as my jeans stretch across my painful boner.
"Do it like you used to Jack." He huffs.
I unzip his jeans and unbutton them pulling them down far enough to get his hard-on out.
I lick my lips and slide them around his tip. I work my tongue on his tip bobbing my head slightly.
"Your pathetic." He says grabbing my head with his hand on each side. He forces me down lower onto his dick making me gag.
"Take it." He barks thrusting further down my throat.
He cums.
"Swallow like a good boy." He says and I do.
My eyes are watering from gagging.
"Stand up." He orders after taking a few deep breaths. I do and he gropes my package roughly making me go onto my toes. He knows I like my balls played with.
I moan and he relaxes. I go back on flat feet.
"You are mine. Say it." He orders groping hard again. This time going on my toes wasn't enough and my legs start shaking. I moan like crazy until I finally spit out a moany and breathy,"I am yours."
"Good boy." He says releasing completely. I'm so hard I might bust my jeans.
"Go get some lotion." He says and I do. I get it as fast as I can.
When I get back he's sat in a chair in the living/dining room area.
"Strip." He says and I do as quickly as possible. I pull my top over my head and pull my jeans down and off my boxers following.
He pulls out his phone and outstretches his hand for the lotion bottle. He likes to video tape so he can rewatch me again and again until he needs something new.
I hear it ding as the flash comes on.
"Come here." He says and spreads his legs. I walk cautiously and stand between them. He pumps some lotion in his hand and wraps his fingers around my base. He roughly pulls on me. I can't keep quite especially when he messages my tip.
The one rule he's beaten into me is to not cum until he says I can.
I'm close already because of how long I've been waiting, but I know I can't.
"Say it!" He yells.
"Your my master." I moan. That was always his favorite. He went double time on me. My legs are shaking and my knees weak from the rough pleasures he's giving my member.
"Say what you said earlier." He orders
"I am yours." I moan.
I start moaning in pain from holding in my cum that needs to come out now.
I grab my base trying to delay my high.
"Let go. Don't cum." He says and I do. My head falls back as I moan and groan. I feel it start to escape. I try to hold it in, but little bits of cum are coming out and I can't stop it. All the pressure is building up and I can't hold it in anymore. Me knees start to buckle and I reach behind me for the chair I know is there and hold myself up.
"Now." He says.
I explode. After that whole wait I'm sure I got it everywhere. That's not my worry right now.
After I'm done he keeps going for a while. I'm far too sensitive, but he doesn't care. He finally let's go and I drop to my knees.
He grabs my head and rests it in his lap running his fingers through my hair.
"You did good." He said. That was the most I ever got from him. It was all I needed for a while, but I can't fall back down this path. What have I done??????