Revenge

A hot, searing pain flooded my body. Yeah, he’s bigger than his brother, I thought as he impatiently pushed his cock in to me. I heard the stories of how big his cock was, and now I know they’re true. I tried not to compare him to Scott, but Jason is older and more shows more experience than Scott ever did. Even though it was only seconds until he punched through my hole until he buried himself inside me, it seemed like minutes. Minutes in which I wondered if this was wise. But revenge is something of my specialty.

Jason didn’t say much initially – probably trying to convince himself he only like ‘the ladies’, as he said. And while I never thought we’d be in this situation when I first met him, I’ve learned to never underestimate myself when it came to getting what I wanted. And to clarify I never ‘wanted’ Jason like this. What I wanted was revenge: revenge on Scott, Jason and their whole ‘Christian’ family. I put Christian in quotes because, even though the family thinks they’re Christian, they’re almost as far from it as you can get.

In the last few months, Scott had treated me bad. From lying to cheating to creating problems at my job, when all I did was care for him, support him in school and try my best to fit in with his family. No I’m not perfect, but I’m a hell of a lot closer than Scott. And then there’s Jason: the big bad older brother, a policeman, a newlywed, who’s now balls deep in my ass and loving it. I won’t even get started on their parents and siblings. What a nightmare. Was this wise? At the time, I didn’t much care.

Jason didn’t say much initially, he just breathed heavily as he pulled his cock out, then shoved in back in. Even though I never thought of Jason as anything other than a jerk, he knew how to fuck, something Scott was clueless about. As he grabbed my ankles from each side of his head and pushed my legs back on to my chest, he picked up speed and force. The pain had left and now, it was rather enjoyable. I smiled as he powered into me harder and faster. I squeezed his wide cock as best I could, causing his eyes, which were once closed, to open and look at me.

“Fuck! That’s a nice tight faggot!” he said, sweat beading on his forehead.

“Oh yeah. You like my tight ass? You fuck good!” I replied. “Big thick cop daddy!” He growled as he fucked me even harder being called ‘daddy’.

Jason was a year younger than me, but I still called him ‘daddy’ because I knew he liked to think he was superior in every way. I saw how he treated his wife and his younger brothers and sister. Big Man, Jason, as it were. So, I let him think he was in charge when all along, it was me calling the shots. I was the one that seduced him, stroked his ego and allowed him to fuck me. I was in charge. Still, it felt good, physically and emotionally, to have that thick ass dick pushing my hole open. Enough that I, too, was hard.

“You liked being fucked by a big boy?” he moaned. I could see he was trying not to show he was enjoying it. So, I went along.

“Yes daddy. Big Daddy with that big cock. Fucking me like a beast!” I replied, not lying about the big cock part. Then he did something I didn’t expect. He pulled out of me.

My ass slammed shut and he slipped his beast out of me, causing me to inhale forcibly.

“What’s wrong? Daddy not like this ass?” I asked. He sat back on his heels, his chest and belly rising and falling with each breath. His eyes locked on mine and he sat there, his demeanor visibly changing. He reached over, grabbed the bottle of lube, and tossed it on my chest, its cool sensation sent chills through my hot body.

“Here” he said. “Lube up your dick like a good lil’ bitch!” I did as he asked, still not entirely sure what was happening.

He pulled my legs down to the bed and crawled on to my stomach. I watched in amazement as, grabbed my wet dick, he positioned it on his hole and started lowering himself down on to me! This was better than I expected. I only wanted to show him what it’s like to fuck a guy and be able to hold that over his head in the future. Now, he was going to be fucked by a guy himself! This was perfect, I thought as slippery head pushed through his ass ring before stopping at met resistance.

I watched, wide eyed, as he tilted his head back and, with a grip on my cock to rival any guy’s that I’ve been with – including his brothers – he forced my ‘just-as-big-if-not-bigger-than-his’ cock into his ass. He moaned as my cock told my brain how incredibly difficult this was going to be. I’ve never had my dick in someone as tight as Jason. My cock was as hard as it’s even been and still, his tight ass bent it as he tried to force himself down on to me. Finally, I felt the head pop into him. He gasped, eyes and mouth wide open, legs shaking, and stopped. Gingerly I grabbed his hips and guiding him down a few more inches before he took over and grounded himself down on my like someone using a peppermill.

“Fuck!” he screamed as his insides greeted my mushroom headed cock. “Fuck fuck fuck!” is all he could say as his own rubber cock bounced with each rapid beat of his heart. As he pulled his shaking legs to the front of him, I felt his ass pulled and tug on my cock, causing it to swell even more. Grabbing his hairy nut sac, he rose up. I watched my wet cock partially emerge from his tightness, shiny with lube, before he engulfed it once again. He winced, acting totally different now than a few minutes ago when he was ‘the big man in charge of this faggot’. Now, he was, at the very least. A faggot himself. But I knew not to say anything of that nature and break the tense energy we had together.

“Oh my fucking god! That’s a big dick!” he screamed as he slowly dropped back on to me. I watched him do this a few times before I saw him starting to get tired. I wondered if he’d want to stop. It was then I decided to take real control.

I grabbed his hips, pushed him up a bit, then started pounding him like there was no tomorrow. He cried and screamed and moaned like the bitch he just accused me of being. And, to my surprised, he seemed to like it. Which caused me to fuck him faster and harder. My balls started to ache from slapping against his smooth as and the bed, but I knew I couldn’t stop.

His wide cock, which was leaking precum this entire tire, started slapping my stomach wide loud ‘thuds’, flinging Jason precum all over me. Yes his cock was bigger than Scott’s, but his ass was also tighter. And I enjoyed both attributes of older brother Jason. The big bad cop that he says he is!

In no time, Jason’s whole body began to shake. I felt his ass squeeze my cock even tighter (which I didn’t think was possible) so I pulled the rubber off of his cock expertly and shoved my cock deep inside him, pulling him down onto me at the same time, which caused him to erupt all over me. He screamed like the stuck pig he is as his one-eyed monster dumped loads and loads of white juice over my chest and stomach. I held him down on me for four or five squirts; he shook like he as having a mild seizure as he tried to push off me, his mouth open and his eyes rolled back into the back of his skull. Finally I let go of him and he rose slightly, his squeezing chute pushing my hard pole out of him with a loud and wet ‘pop’ sound, causing him to gush one more stream of white liquid out of his wide meat. I reached down and grabbed my own wet cock and started jerking as he fell to the side of me, his cock dropping onto a pool of his cum and smearing it off, down the side of my stomach as his worked body collapsed next to me.

Seemingly instinctively, he placed the side of his head on my chest, right above a pool of his cum as I jerked my cock to fruition, unloading my own boy juice. The first shot landed on the side of his head. I figured he’d pull away but he didn’t, allowing the next two or three shots to plaster his face, while the remaining mixed with his own cum that covered my body. As my breathing slowed, I looked down at his head, still laying on my chest. His bald spot shining in the middle of his ring of black hair. I watched as one of my volleys of cum that landed on the side of his head was now running down the middle of his bald spot. For a second I wondered if he was dead, as he didn’t move.

“Holy fuck!” he said, assuring me he wasn’t dead.

I rolled off of me and tried to sit on the side of the bed but when his ass hole felt the mattress, he cringed and leaned to the side, taking pressure off his punished hole.

“Holy fuck. Fuck. Fuck” is all he said.

He stood up on wobbly legs and walked into the bathroom without saying anything else. I reached over and wiped myself off with my shirt, got up and pulled on a pair of boxers.

I heard the shower turn on for a couple minutes as I laid there, waiting. The door opened and he looked shocked seeing me laying there. I smiled at him, which he didn’t seem to care for one bit.

“Fucking faggot” he muttered as he picked up his clothes.

“Said the big bad cop that just got fucked!” I replied, causing him to stop picking up his clothes for a second, realizing I was right.

“No one will ever know about this!” he demanded, pointing a hand full of clothes at me, as he stood there naked.

“Who would I tell, Jason? Hmm? Scott? Anna? Your parents? Maybe your sergeant?”

“I swear if you say anything to anyone I’ll…”

“You’ll what, Jason? What exactly will you do? Say it.” I said sitting up. I may be a ‘faggot’ but I’m bigger and strong than Jason, and he knew it.

“Go ahead!” he yelled, pulling his underwear up. “No one will believe you!”

I pointed to the dresser. “See that red light?” That’s all I had to say, as he turned, his face going white. I stood up and walked towards him.

“I’m not going to say anything to anyone as long as you take your brother and your family and leave me and my family the hell alone. Do you understand?” I said him. He shook his head ‘yes’.

“Now. Get dressed and get the fuck out. This ‘faggot’ has plans today” I told him.

That was three years ago. I haven’t seen, heard of or spoken to Scott, Jason or anyone in his family. I’m not a terrible person. I simply had to ensure myself and my family wouldn’t have to deal with Scott of his family ever again. And in the few times I’ve seen Scott in public, he said nothing, which is quite unlike him. I guess Jason laid down the law to him. After I laid down the law to Jason, in a couple different ways. It’s amazing was a tiny red light can cause someone to do. It’s a pity that red light was only attached to my digital recorder and not my video recorder. Sometimes I’ve found myself wanting to relive one of my best moments.