“Fuck yes. Red car.”
I walked over, my heart racing with fear and anxiety. I prayed to the fucking lord above that I would get out of this safely. That this faceless man actually looked like the most beautiful man in the world. That I would have the balls to get out of the car if this went too far.
My prayers were not answered. As I got close the man stepped out of the car. He was wearing black running shorts and a red tank top to show off his muscles.
He was ugly. God damnit.
His lips were wide and plump, a gross shade of deep red that contrasted with his paler skin, it was unclear what ethnicity he was. His face was too defined and very wide set. He had a buzzcut with some hair grown out a little on the top. He had a gross stubble that was patchy. Sweat lined his body in an oily sheen.
He didn’t smile when he saw me. He was equal parts nervous, horny, and excited to see me. I put on the fakest smile I could.
“Hey…” I said meekly.
“Hey. You’re Connor right.” He said, literally panting between words, like he was in awe of me.
“Y-yeah.”
“Nice.”
He walked towards me without saying a word. From afar he didn’t look that much taller than me, I was 5’9 and he looked to be about 5’11. Which didn’t seem to matter until he got close to me.
I thought he was going for an introductory hug, so I hesitantly had my arms out weakly as he closed in, my guard down.
His thick body grabbed me and pushed me right against the front door of his sedan. His fat juicy lips began to devour mine instantly. His giant tongue leading first, punching into my mouth as I let out a muffled gasp in shock.
The first man I kissed was gentle, ethereal in how he moved his lips onto mine, lightly dancing his tongue inside of me, and I in his.
This was not that. Not in the slightest.
Practically mouth-fucking me while he passionately locked his lips with mine. I cringed as his hot breath entered my cavity. He tongued me deep, very deep. Loudly smacking his lips against me. His hands gripped tightly on my arms. My eyes broke open a little bit to see his face latched to mine. Behind him I saw classmates, people I had briefly met and knew witness this ugly jock forcefully kiss me right in the open. I didn’t like how I was being manhandled. In fantasy sure, it’s hot getting to lose control but the reality is different. I still had masculine energy coursing through me, but I immediately felt it getting sucked out as he held me in place and kissed me, completely under his strength and control. I was being emasculated by this man, and I didn’t like this feeling.
“You like that, huh? He grunted, whispering right on top of my wet lips.
I paused as he remained stagnant in front of my face.
“Y-yeah.” I croaked out miserably.
“Mm. Yeah.” He grunted passionately, then resumed plunging his tongue inside me, tasting me thoroughly.
His tongue could be seen exploring the pockets of my cheeks, pushing the flesh, creating a large bump on the sides of my jaw. Saliva trickling down my chin as practically force-fed his spit to me. His breath wasn’t terrific either. I groaned back mostly in disgust, partly in pretend so I could keep up the act like I wasn’t horrified right now. Unclear what he would do if I didn’t get on his good side or make him believe I was lying to him. Each time he would grunt back into my mouth. He was eagerly exploring my mouth. His lips were firm and juicy, smacking and pushing roughly against my own. Is this how women feel when they talk about a guy that gave them too much tongue?
“I’m a good kisser right?” He groaned cm’s away from me.
“Yeah…” I whimpered. No he wasn’t.
“Yeah. You’re good too. You’ve got a hot mouth just like I thought.”
“Th-thanks…”
“Get in the car.” He ordered.
“I really- glmmh” He cut me off with his tongue plugging my mouth again.
He rapidly swirled his muscle inside of me for an uncomfortable few seconds before exiting my mouth with a loud pop as saliva trailed out of me and onto my chin.
He opened the car door and looked at me expectantly. My legs made of jelly, I considered cutting and running, but something moved my body instead of my brain as I made my way over to the passenger seat.
I closed the door in the small dingy car and looked over to see him start the ignition right as I sat down.
“Where are we going?” I said half-panicked.
“Too many people here, getting us somewhere private.”
I gulped as he rapidly pulled out of the lot and began to drive off campus. Was I being kidnapped?
“Hey, uh, I don’t want to go too far I do need to get home.”
“Yeah. Don’t worry baby.” He said, almost impatiently.
He span a couple of corners, making me grab on to the handle for support, then slammed the breaks in the parking lot of an odd brick building close to a busy street. The lot was largely empty with a couple of vans and some old cars parked.
“Yeah. Now we don’t heave jealous sluts looking at us.” He let out a small chuckle.
Before I could react, his hand reached behind my head and yanked me onto his mouth once more.
“Mmh.” He grunted passionately as he swapped spit with me.
“Yeah. You like that?…” He’d whisper over and over, “…So fucking sexy… hot fucking mouth…”
My arms were limp at my sides as he was pulling me around like a doll. Forced to choke on his thick slimy tongue, powerless to stop him. In that moment as well a terrifying thought came to my mind. He could do literally anything he wanted to me right now. I literally couldn’t stop him.
report “Maybe we sh-glmf mmh- mmh- mh- mhaah head back- mmh” I pleaded between sloppy exchanges.
He wasn’t listening, continuing to rape my oral cavity.
The quiet car emanating with the loud contortion and smack of our lips.
He grunted, then suddenly his hand smacked right on top of my junk. He began harshly rubbing my crotch, making me whimper in his mouth as he painfully massaged it.
He yanked my limp hand to his bulge, then clasped my wavering hand over it, making me feel the twitching hot erection he was hiding underneath. His cock was big when I saw it on my phone, but it was massive in person, I could probably barely touch my thumb and middle finger around it in my small hands.
“See how fucking horny you make me? Huh?” He grunted quietly, “So fucking hot, teasing me all fucking day, you want this, huh… yeah you want this cock, don’t you…”
My hand froze around it as he desperately gasped in my mouth.
He moved his other hand away from me and hiked the waistline of his shorts right under his hairy balls. A threatening erection twitching and standing proud. He yanked my hand back onto it and made me wrap it around his shaft. It twitched in my soft hand.
He finally pulled his tongue away from my mouth and leaned back.
“Show me yours too.”
I shakily unzipped my pants and pulled it down so just my dick and balls were showing. A standard and average dick. Cut, unlike his, that hand a thick hood of skin around his darker tip, dripping with pre.
It was at that moment I realized I was also hard. I didn’t even consider it, but back when the reality of this situation dawned on me was when I go this erection, and it hadn’t gone down. My body betraying all red flags present in the tiny vehicle. Trapped with a desperate and relentless jock who could basically do whatever he wanted to me, and I couldn’t do shit about it.