My bully attraction

Well it was the eighties. A great exploration decade. I had a bully named Matt. He would call me fag or pole smoker any chance he had. It did not matter. I was 5-8 skinny and a very feminine bubble butt. He was 6 feet muscular. Looks like he had a package in his pants.

On the first day of pe class, i had the chance to check his cock out during shower time. I usually waited for everyone to get showered before I went into the building. When I went in I saw it. It was an eight inch cut beefy monster. A kid in eighth grade had a big one? Yes he did.

When i would be finishing up Matt would snap his towel on my ass. And if if nobody was inside with us he either grabbed my butt cheek or slapped it like one of the good boys. He would call me fag every time. I saw him always looking at my feminine butt.

I saw him kissing Pam a hot cheerleader one day. He was groping her ass like he did me in the shower building. Oh to have him grope me. I would day dream about it. But something was off about him. I would be eating my lunch and could hear his conversation with his buddies. Matt complained that Pam would not give in to his sexual desires. He once said he wanted to fuck her big round booty. He wanted to feel his cum release inside of her. Because he had to wear a condom if he fucked her pussy.

I decided to throw hints at him when we were in the shower room. But he did not notice. One day we both arrived late. We were the only ones. Even the pe coach had left. I purposely dabbed a small amount of Vaseline into my butt. I think he noticed it. The showers are hidden from view once you enter. I was showering getting lathered up. Rinsing myself off. Matt was next to me. He kept staring at my ass. I had to do something to get him to bully fuck me. I remember how guys would talk about stories they heard about prison guys. They would drop the soap. Another guy would get behind him and fuck him.

So I dropped my soap. I looked over at Matt. I bent over my ass was facing him. I acted like I was clumsy and could not pick it up. Matt was looking at my ass. I saw him step behind me. He grabbed my hips. I jumped a little.

He said why does it take so long to grab your soap. I dont know. Why are you grabbing my hips. I am helping you get stable to pick up your soap. All along his cock was pressed against my ass. Suddenly his cock grew. He had a boner!! I arched a little. As his cock was getting stiff.

Matt said why did you put some Vaseline in your crack. I get rashes. Oh you don't faggot. Ok you have a woody up against my ass. What are going to do big guy beat me up or fuck me. Matt grabbed my hips harder. He was pissed.

I said I heard you say you want to fuck Pam’s ass. But she would not give it up. Matt was steaming. Ok faggot I am going to fuck your ass. Make you my little girl. He placed the head of his cock at my entrance. I had to squirm a little. Did not want to give it up that easy. He got me under control. I felt him push. His eight inch monster slid and broke through my virgin sphincter. Oh did it hurt. He pushed up against my ass. He was all the way in up to my anal vault.

He slowly started to pump my ass. I arched my butt while on my tippy toes. He was taller than me. In and out. Matt was grunting as he pushed into my ass. I pushed back. The water sound mixed with the slapping sounds of our bodies colliding was arousing. Splut splut splut splut splut splut splut. In and out in and out. Matt was getting into a groove. I felt the meaty curves if his cock inside of my ass. Matt had his head leaning back and his eyes rolled into his head.

He was enjoying my faggot ass. I felt his cock swell up as he grabbed my hips harder to drive his dick deeper and faster as the friction on his dick was being caused by my tight ass. I clamped down with my butt muscles. I am going to cum faggot. He was going faster. Uuuuhuuggggghhhh he released his sperm. As he suddenly pressed hard against my ass. I felt his cock throbbing inside of my ass. I knew I was his first to release his babies inside of my ass. Ohhhhh ohhhhhh i was moaning. Matt collapsed on top exhausted from fucking me. He pulled out. I felt the semen drip down my legg.

Faggot you better not tell anybody about this. I said ok. Buuuuut! I want to fuck you more in the future. I need the release. I said ok!! And he left.

We would meet about 15 times during the school year in the showers. His cock was made for my butt. He eventually told me he was bisexual. Our encounters made him rethink our relationship.