"Leave me alone Ricky." It was all I could do anymore. No one believed me when I complained about him. They all though I was trying to get him in trouble.
"Come on Sam... I know I'm not your favorite person but I know one part of you that doesn't want me to leave." Ricky rubbed me through my pants makeing me pale.
He had cornered me in the locker room no one was around and I was supposed to be getting changed for football practice.
"Don't touch me!" I flinched back away from his wandering hand.
"Weren't saying that last night." He smirked enjoying my reactions.
I tried to be impasive but it was impossible with Ricky. The fear he struck into my heart just from saying my name made me week.
"Come on Sam, you were in the middle of undressing, give me a little show." He ordered walking over to a bench and sitting down in anticipation.
"No, get out." The words were hard to get out but at Ricky's glare I regreted them instantly. "Ok! I will."
He smiled his little smile and realaxed further into the bench waiting for the show. I did my best (still completely awkward) to take off my clothes to imaginary music. At his insistance the invisable pole dance progressed into a lap dance. I was thoroughly embarrassed but he just worsened the shame by sliding the last item of clothing I hadn't been willing to part with down my legs until I was completely exposed and at his mercy. My hips were at his eye level so it wasn't hard for him to dip forward and take me into his mouth. I hated this. Being forced to feel good when I wanted no part of it. He alway tried to covince me I wanted it. 'Why else would you get hard?' 'Why else would you make all those sounds?' 'I know you like it, your such a fag.'
"Ricky please stop. I have practice..." I begged.
"It wouldn't be the first one you missed." He said pulling his mouth from my cock. I hoped that meant I was free but of course it wasn't that easy.
Ricky stood and pushed me back causing me to fall due to the underwear still tangled around my legs. I looked up at him as his smirk grew. I was his prey hog tied and layed out for him to feast on. He made quick work of his own pants only pulling them as far down as needed. He never undressed during these sessions, somehow that made me feel even dirtier.
He moved over me until he was stradleing my hips. "Those were some great moves, look how hard you made me."
He crawled up my body until his dick was in my face. I knew the drill and didn't need the order to start sucking
I hope he doesn't come in my mouth
He must have been feeling generous today because he pulled back before his climax and scooted back down to my hips. He leaned back and spread his cheeks slowly sitting on my cock. I couldn't help the groan that escaped me as his unprepared tightnes envoloped my member.
"That's it Sammy. I know you like my tight ass. No need to hide it, make as much noise as you for all want." He mocked, sliding up my dick with some difficulty.
"I hate you."
He moaned at my confession. "You know how much I like it when you talk like that baby."
He continued to fill himself with my cock until he couldn't take any more and ended up cumming on my stomach. I shivered in disgust and wished he would just get off so I could shower until my skin was raw but he wasn't done with me. I was still hard as a rock inside of him and of course this was the one day he wanted me to come. He kept his steady rhythm until I had no choice but to come. Once I was empty he slid off me and buttoned then zipped his pants.
"Good work today Sammy. See you around." He left me with another small smirk.
Ricky Alderez was five foot three inches of pure evil. Hidden by a baby faced mask and wraped up in a petite frame. All reasons why no one believed me when I said 'Ricky Alderez raped me.'
