Collateral

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Triggers: Bullying (it's worth it, trust me)

"I'm gonna kick your ass when that bell rings" Justin sneered, his whisper loud enough for the other students to hear, "you just wait and see".

I didn't doubt him. It wouldn't be the first time, and certainly wouldn't be the last. For a while, I'd hoped that the fact that we were both legal adults now would have forced him to mentally grow up a little, but the hope was short lived.

The pit of dread opened in my stomach when the bell sounded and the surrounding students began to excitedly spread the news that Justin Henley was going to beat the shit out of me again. By the time I'd packed my books back into my locker and shuffled nervously toward the doors, half the school was waiting like vultures.

As usual, Justin stood across the school yard with his pack of asshole buddies. They'd jump in if they needed to, but they never needed to. Dropping to the ground and covering my head was the best course of action, and it had saved me from a broken nose on more than one occasion.

There was no point in running. They'd catch me by the time I reached the gates, and then the beating would be worse.

As the crowd jeered and cheered, I walked over and awaited my ass kicking.

"Suck any dicks today, Jack?" Justin smirked, "what did your mom get you for Christmas, a dildo?"

They were old jokes, repeated one hundred times at least, yet they still prompted a wave of "ohh's" from the stupid crowd.

"Oh wait" he continued, the punchline on his tongue, "your mom is dead!"

Another chorus of laughter and cheering sounded, before Justin rushed me.

The punch landed right in my stomach, and no matter how many sit ups I did in my room at home in preparation for these attacks, they always still knocked the wind out of me.

I fell back onto the ground, curling up quickly as the flurry of kicks began to land, until a moment later, and it all stopped instantly.

A trick, perhaps, so that I'd look up and get the mother of all kicks straight to my face, so I kept my head down like an injured insect, and waited.

Another few seconds went by, and then I felt a pair of strong hands slide under my arms, and I was sure that it was one of Justin's friends, ready to hold me in place for the rest of my beating. When I hesitantly looked up, I froze.

He looked like a college athlete. His arms bulged inside the tight football jersey, and his legs were like small tree trunks in his shorts. His skin was tanned and smooth, and he was easily the hottest guy I had ever seen.

"Apologise to him" he said, and I turned to say sorry for something that I hadn't done.

I wasn't bothered by the humiliation anymore. It was part and parcel of my life at this fucking school, and I only had to endure it for a few more months. On the up side, they weren't making me grovel on my knees like they usually did, so I guess that was a plus.

I cleared my throat to begin my profuse apology, when Justin, who, now that I looked at him, had an expression of misery on his face.

"Sorry" he mumbled, and I was sure that my ears had deceived me.

I glanced back at the beefy young man who stood behind me and realised that he wasn't ordering me to apologise, but Justin!

I gawped at him and he placed his large hand on my back.

"Are you okay?" He asked, with a tone of genuine sincerity.

I couldn't believe it. I continued to stare at him as though he'd spoken in tongues, before he turned back to Justin, his jaw clenched and a look of fury on his handsome face.

"If you touch this kid again, I'll tell everyone that you wore diapers until you were fifteen".

Justin's face turned beet red as sniggers rippled through the crowd.

"Oh, whoops" the young man snapped, "now get your ass home, I'll deal with you later".

I did a double take, and turned back to the man once more. He was easily in his early twenties, though he had the body of someone who had been working out for centuries.

"I'm sorry about my brother" he said to me as the crowd of students began to disperse, "he's a fuck nugget".

"Y... Your brother?!"

He nodded and held his shovel like hand out.

"Chase" he told me, "Chase Henley".

My movements were stiff. How was this guy related to such an asshole? I shook his hand and felt the strength in his grasp.

"J... Jack" I replied.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked, and without a word, lifted my shirt to reveal a skinny, pale torso with a large red bruise already forming.

"I'll kick his fucking ass" he growled, and dropped my shirt back down, "come on, I'll give you a ride home".

I couldn't even speak. This guy was like a guardian angel, a very fucking hot guardian angel at that! I followed him sheepishly to his truck, unsure whether this was just another ploy to beat my ass somewhere else, but when I sat inside and Chase got in next to me, he sighed.

"He won't bother you again" he said, as he reversed his truck out of the school, "if he does, you tell me, got it?"

I nodded, but nothing else.

"So what's his problem with you?" He continued as we drove, "beat him in a race? Steal his girl? He's always been a fragile little bitch".

I smiled to myself. Hearing somebody talk about Justin like that almost felt taboo. As though someone would hear him and Justin would kick the shit out of me for listening.

"I'm gay" I told him, and he glanced at me with a look disbelief.

"No shit" he laughed, "I wouldn't have guessed".

"I try to hide it" I shrugged.

Chase continued driving but went silent for a little while, as though he was pondering something. I was hoping that he was considering how best to kick his little brother's ass.

"This left" I told him as we approached my street, but instead of turning, Chase pulled over.

"I'm going back to college next week" he told me, his eyes studying me, "and I think you need some... Collateral"

I looked back at him, but his very presence felt dominant, so I couldn't hold his gaze for too long.

"Like what?" I asked, my eyes falling to my sneakers.

Chase started the truck again, but drove right by my street. My heart began to race a little faster, but I was too scared of the guy to make a comment. If he was anything like his little brother, the slightest mistake would result in two black eyes.

As we drove, Chase glanced at me again and smiled.

"Don't be nervous" he told me, "I have a feeling you're going to like this".

As kind as his words were, I'd been fooled too many times to believe anything that anyone told me, so even when we pulled up outside the park, I continued to tremble.

"Come on" he said, getting out, and I did, because it was always easier to do what they said.

I trailed behind the stunning jock and couldn't help but admire his bubble butt in his tight shorts. The shorts weren't even supposed to be tight, but his ass filled them to the point that they could rip at any moment.

The park was empty except for a few middle aged women trying to run, but as I followed Chase deeper, it became even more isolated, and now I was sure he was going to kill me.

He stood next to a large group of dense trees and nodded for me to go first. Was Justin waiting for me? Was this the plan all along? Get me to some remote place to beat me to death? I gulped, but there was no way that I could run far without this guy catching me, so I took a deep breath, braced for the impact and walked into the trees.

It was much darker in here, but still bright enough that I was able to keep my eyes peeled for the oncoming assault. Every bone and muscle in my slender body had tensed in anticipation, and I almost wet my pants when Chase's hand landed on my shoulder and spun me around.

"You got a phone?" He asked. Was he robbing me now?

I nodded.

"Get it out" he said, "and turn on your camera".

I cocked a brow but the handsome man nodded and waited as I obeyed him.

With my hand trembling, I showed him that I had fulfilled his orders and then my eyes almost exploded from my head as he got to his knees.

"Record this" he told me, "and if my little swine of a brother ever gives you anymore hassle, you just show him this video".

I gawped at him through the screen of my phone as I felt his strong hands around my waist, slowly edging my pants down. Every part of my body wanted me to tell him to stop, not because I didn't want it, but because... Well, I don't know why.

I hit record at the same moment that my pants fell to my ankles and I stood now, wearing only a pair of old cotton briefs.

"Deep breaths" he smiled up at me, "if you don't want it, I'll stop".

I continued to stare at him, my mind racing with crazy thoughts, until I finally realised that this guy wasn't trying to kill me. I shook my head slowly, and gasped as he fondled my junk through my underwear.

"Have you ever gotten a blowjob before, Jack?" He asked casually, and I shook my head again.

I felt my cock stiffen in my briefs as Chase gently squeezed it. It made me shiver in the best possible way, and suddenly my fear had disappeared. Had I been knocked unconscious? Was I just dreaming all of this? It didn't make sense at all.

Chase waited until I became fully erect, which admittedly, wasn't that impressive. I bet his dick was huge, so when he pulled down the front of my underwear, and my five inch cock bounced out, I waited for his sniggers or his cruel comments. Neither of those things happened.

He didn't seem even remotely bothered by my size. In fact, he seemed quite happy with it. His strong hand closed around my shaft, making me audibly gasp, and slowly he began to jerk me off.

If this is what sex felt like, then I could see why it was so popular. I'd been jerking off for a long time, but this was unlike anything I could do myself. His skilled hand worked my rod, his thumb caressed the sensitive underside, and within just a few minutes, my helmet was wet with clear fluid.

My cheeks burned, just like Justin's had. How fucking embarrassing to do this now. I waited for him to comment on it, but he didn't.

"You getting this?" He asked with a kind smile, and all I could do was nod as I held the phone.

My mouth dropped open as Chase leaned forward and licked my wet cock head. It felt like someone had sent a jolt of satisfying electricity through my dick, and my knees began to buckle almost instantly.

He swallowed the taste and smiled again. Did he like it?

Chase returned to my throbbing, wet erection and took the head all the way inside his mouth. When he did, I moaned, and once again felt like an idiot. Keeping my glans in his mouth, his tongue returned and lapped at my slit, and now I really was sweating.

Holding the phone steady became almost impossible as the jock slid further down my shaft. To say that the feeling was amazing was an understatement. I had never known pleasure like this, and I couldn't even begin to wonder if I'd ever feel it again.

Chase's expert tongue slid all the way around the head, soaking it in saliva and sending more bolts of pleasure through my body. He wasn't moving fast, but I was already seconds away from cumming.

I couldn't cum. I couldn't allow myself to do something so private, not whilst a guy like Chase was sucking it. He'd probably get pissed, maybe even hit me. No, I wouldn't do it.

My eyes fell closed and my breathing became heavier as he sped up and took my entire cock into his mouth. I felt his throat muscles close around it, coaxing more pre-cum from my slit, despite my promise to myself to stop anything else from pouring from me.

If the young man didn't stop, I wasn't going to be able to control myself.

He went faster now, and I realised that I had no idea how long we'd been there. Chase had transported me to another dimension, so whether we'd been there for ten minutes or two hours, I had no way of knowing.

My mind went blank for the first time in a long time. The feeling of satisfying emptiness was almost as amazing as the feeling in my dick. Chase was quite literally sucking away my troubles.

On and on it went, with Chase gagging every so often, which I knew was just to make me feel better. How had someone so kind and hot come from the same womb as Justin fucking Henley?!

His hands were on my ass cheeks now, and I felt him pry them apart until a cool breeze whipped across my exposed butt hole. The feeling made me whimper as my hips began to instinctively thrust into him.

My breaths were faster now, rapid even, and I knew that within the next few seconds, he was going to have to stop.

"C... Chase" I whimpered, but he only sped up, "C... Chase please!"

He slowed down and looked up at me with my twitching cock still buried in his throat. Even the sight of him was enough to make me jizz, but I tried to contain myself and find the words to tell him.

"I... I think I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum if you keep going".

Admitting it to myself was one thing, but actually saying the words made me want to hurl. Yet I couldn't allow him to continue and get a mouthful of sperm, or I risked being beaten senseless.

Chase pulled himself off my eager cock which was now drenched in both my fluids, and his.

"Oh no, man" he sighed, "how terrible would that be if you came from a blowjob?"

Breathless and panting, I stared at him as a smile crossed his beautiful face.

"Put it this way, buddy" he said, squeezing my cock at the base and dragging it upwards until I moaned and trembled, and more pre-cum drooled from me. "If you don't cum, then I'd be upset".

His grin widened, as did my eyes, and Chase took my cock back into his mouth and resumed the mind blowing blowjob.

I don't think I'd ever come across anybody as nice as him. Not just because he was, quite literally, sucking my dick, but because he was just... Kind.

It took less than a minute before Chase took me right back to the edge of orgasm and held me there with his skilled mouth. His tongue ran back and forth across my frenulum until my moans turned into one, long, pleasured cry.

Finally, after forty three minutes according to the video, Chase pushed me past the point of no return, and my balls began to churn.

"Oh my god" I whimpered, my entire body shaking, "ohhhhh... Oh man! FUCK!"

I felt him snigger as he deep throated my pole, and then it happened.

My balls swelled, pumping sperm up my cock and deep into Chase's throat. I felt each explosion as I dumped my load inside him. He gulped it down like he was dying of thirst, and all I could do was gasp as it continued.

I'd never shot a load as big in my life. After five or six mammoth bursts, my balls began to actually ache as they continued to produce.

Every inch of my body tingled in satisfying pleasure. It felt like I'd been given a big, warm hug, and now I was in a state of crushing pleasure which I would have happily stayed in for the rest of my life, given the opportunity.

Chase eventually let my soft cock slip from his lips, but not before licking off every drop of cum and swallowing it hungrily. He stayed on his knees, pulled my pants back up and buttoned them before getting to his feet and smiling at me as he wiped his mouth.

"Did you get that?" He asked, and with an expression of pure shocked joy, I glanced at my phone, saved the amazing video and shook my head.

"No" I told him, "I think we'll have to do it again".

Chase laughed and tussled my hair before taking me around the shoulders and walking me from our intimate hiding place.

"Well" he said, as we walked back through the park, "I'll be home for good in a couple of months. Maybe we can make even more videos to piss my little brother off, what do you think?"

"I'd like that" I smiled, and for the first time in years, I didn't give a shit about Justin fucking Henley.