RPG Part 05

Jumping down the stairs into the locker room Andrew knew that he hadn’t meant it to sound as bad as it had. "You're gay..." the words held in the air. "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" All he wanted to do was test out the machine a bit more. See what it could do. But then Devon had to go and touch it. Andrew had no idea that he would be so pissed. It just kind of slipped out and obviously someone like Devon wouldn’t want anything like that to be revealed. 

He ran down through the lockers trying to figure out a quick way to get out. However someone seemed to have locked the door he was going to use. Panic filled Andrew’s mind as he tried to figure a way out. Using a little more force than necessary he started clicking the buttons on the PDA. It was the only chance he’d have to get out of this situation. 

“I know you’re in here you little bitch!” Devon called from the only other door to get out of the locker room. Andrew could hear his loud stomping footsteps as he descended the staircase. He clearly wanted to be heard as his massive body stomped down each stair. There weren’t many people at the gym on a Saturday night.

Andrew nearly fumbled the device hearing the loud man’s deep voice. He quickly navigated the menus to Devon’s profile. 

Devon Meier 

HP: 28

Strength: 31

Defense: 29

Speed: 21

Stamina: 34

Intelligence: 20

Skill: 24

Sexual Skill: 10

Sex

[X] MALE [ ] FEMALE

Likes

Men                                                                                                              Women

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Testosterone Levels

Low                                                                                                                      High

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Height (Requires one point for every inch)

6’2”

Weight

252 pounds

Body Mass Index (Requires one point per percentile change)

         10%

Person of Interest

      Jeremy Johnson

        Timothy Gordes

        Ryan Callahan

Arousal Level

Low                                                                                                                   High

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Position

      [X]Top [] Bottom

Interests

      Working Out

      Sports

      Wrestling 

Andrew quickly navigated through the menus and tried to figure out a way to get out of the situation. He was drawing a blank. Every second that passed meant Devon was another step closer to tearing him limb from limb. Andrew’s eyes tracked the bottom of the screen. “Would that work..?” he questioned as he clicked on the person of Interest. He quickly changed the three names to his own and then switch Devon’s preferred position to bottom. Then raised the arousal level to a medium level. 

Just as Andrew had hit the save button Devon had found him. Devon charged down the row of lockers slamming into Andrew. He wrapped his hand around Andrew’s neck and lifted him against the cold brick wall. Andrew tried squirming out of the tight grip but knew there was no way out. Devon had his feet almost 6 inches off the ground and fighting was near impossible.

Devon snarled at Andrew, “You got something to say bitch?” Devon bared his teeth and raised his other fist in the air. Andrew’s eyes went wide at the sight of the huge fist. With the other hand wrapped firmly around Andrew’s neck he really did feel like it was all over. Suddenly Devon’s facial expression changed. Only for a second but it changed. 

Devon roared again to try to show his dominance but Andrew could feel his grip loosening around his neck. With his hand still raised Devon finally threw his punch. The fist whizzed past his face hitting the brick wall behind him. “Why the FUCK can’t I get you out of my head!” the man shouted. He grabbed his head and took a few steps back. 

Andrew looked down only to see a huge tent in the jock’s basketball shorts. There was no denying that the device had worked and now all Devon could think about was Andrew’s scrawny body. The huge man slowly put Andrew back on the floor. “Alright bend over,” Devon sighed. He seemed like he was at least going to try to fill the fantasies he’d had. “I guess I just have to have sex with you to get these stupid fucking thoughts out of my head.” 

Andrew stared at Devon. “No,” Andrew stood definitely. “How about you bend over and we see where it goes from there.”

“WHAT!?!” Devon roared again. The sound echoed off the walls. He had never even allowed his ‘girlfriends’ to be on top, let alone some little twink. He tried to compose himself as his arousal levels raised even higher. No one talked him like that. ‘Why the fuck do I want him to fuck me’ he thought. But as he stared down at the cuter nature of Andrew he couldn’t help but blush. Something about his shy, passive nature just seemed to get him going. 

Andrew’s thinner body and dorky demeanor was all he could think about. He wanted to feel Andrew’s small body take control over his and raw dog him into next week. Someone he would have been so easy to overpower being on top of him just sounded right. However, he wasn’t about to give the dork any ideas. Devon’s asshole was sacred and he’d never even thought about something like this before. Even if he’d always thought about the other guys at the gym, he knew he’d be on top.

“You’re right,” Andrew replied with a bit of sass. “How about you flex for me first. And then bend over.” A large grin was coming over Andrew’s face as he watched his bully think about it. This was the first time that Devon had ever had to think about sex like this. If he ever wanted sex all he had to do was ask some girl at the gym. Sure it never felt as good as the times it’d been with men, but there was no denying that he didn’t need to be treated like this. 

Hesitantly, Devon threw up a double bicep pose. “How’s this?” He gave a nervous smile. Deep down he suddenly wanted to impress the loser. He liked the way Andrew was staring at him. 

“That looks great,” Andrew said as he moved closer to the muscular body. His hands started to feel up and down his tight muscular chest. Devon moaned as Andrew’s fingertips circled around his sensitive nipple. Devon’s face flushed and he just stared straight ahead. He could feel his dick struggling in his shorts, begging for attention. Andrew stuck his tongue out. He leaned forward and pressed his tongue right up against the nipple. Slowly he started to get into more of a rhythm.

His small body humped against the much larger man and he slowly moved around his body. Andrew made sure to feel every muscle along the way. Slowly tracing his finger through the deep crevices caused by the repeated destruction and growth from working out. Devon did his best to hold back his arousal but his dick just wouldn’t stop throbbing. However, that didn’t mean he was about to move. Somehow being so subservient felt good. 

Andrew made his way towards Devon’s backside. His hands stayed firmly on the man’s pecs. He loved feeling the raw power and size each one had. Their thick defined nature was so hard to create but Devon had made them to perfection. Devon grunted as the skinnier guy hoisted all his body weight on his back. It didn’t matter that he could easily hold the weight, only the shock seemed to have gotten to him.

He couldn’t stop thinking about letting this dork take command of him. He suddenly loved how this weak man loved feeling his large muscles. It felt nice to be able to compare himself to something that was nearly half his size. His mind drifted away as Andrew stroked his 8 inch shaft. The small hands made him feel all the bigger. “Fuck…” he moaned as he realized his shorts were around his ankles. 

“Alright, now bend over,” Andrew commanded pointing at the wall. Devon followed the order and raised his ass into the air as much as he could. Andrew pulled himself closer and let his dick press up against Devon’s. Even if he wasn’t very experienced he was at least going to try to pretend. He was about to mount a guy who was almost a foot taller than him and nearly twice his weight. 

“Are you ready?” Andrew asked. Devon nodded as his hands clenched into fists. Andrew pushed. His dick couldn’t quite make it in. He could feel how tight his virgin ass was. Devon let out a groan. However the pain didn’t seem to quell his desire. He only wanted Andrew to keep pushing. To fill him up completely. It may have hurt but it was something he was willing to hurt for.

Devon let out a moan. His body fell into the wall and he could feel Andrew pushing even harder. He gripped whatever he could and did everything in his power to keep from holding back. Never in his life had he thought he’d be in this position. It didn’t matter if it was the girls or the occasional guy he took home. Devon was on top. However right now all that was changing. He couldn’t hold back anymore. His dick was throbbing with pleasure as he felt the tip of Andrew’s dick dig inside him. His asshole burned as it opened wider but he didn’t care. The pleasure from his dick offset any discomfort. 

“Don’t stop…” he begged.

Andrew took the advice and kept pushing. He couldn’t get too much farther in but still couldn’t believe the feeling around his dick. It felt so much better than his hand. He tried pushing again but couldn’t seem to get Devon’s body to comply. “Fuck…” he grunted. 

“Push…”

Andrew pushed again but still he only barely moved. His hands gripped the other man’s hips and he tried again. Hearing the sudden grunt was too much. He felt his dick unload. The sensation much have been too much for Devon as he too started thrusting. Cum sprayed out of their bodies soaking into the concrete below them. Some of it got onto their shorts but neither seemed to care.

“Woah…” Andrew breathed. He fell back onto the wooded bench and tried to catch his breath. 

Devon stood up and towered over him. The flush on his face still hadn’t gone away. His blond beard and quaffed hair made the red all the more apparent. “What was that..?” 

The question hit Andrew in a weird place. He knew that someone like Devon had never thought about something like this. Moreover, his tough guy demeanor was never questioned. However right now he’d just bottomed. It didn’t even matter that it wasn’t all that good. He’d enjoyed it. Andrew tried to say something but found his words caught in his throat.  

“Weird…” Devon said still amazed. His body pushed Andrew onto his back and he slowly started making out with him. But during the session he couldn’t help but want Andrew to start to take charge. Even as he tried to dominate the smaller man, he just wanted to be dominated. “I think… I think I’m going to need a minute…” He stood up and headed back to the front of the locker room. His body stopped and filled the doorway. He looked over his shoulder back at Andrew. “I’m in dorm 503…”