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A laugh broke out into the desolate air. Terry didn’t mean to sound so condescending but he didn’t know how to react. Caleb, a boy from his year had just asked him to be his valentine, Terry being rather popular with the girls and around the school in general didn’t expect a guy to ask him out. “Jeez man, I really appreciate it, but you know I have a girlfriend,” Caleb responded with a dejected look, the chocolates he had in his hands dropping to the ground. “How about I take the chocolate anyway, I bet they’re really nice.” Both must’ve been glad that the rejection happened behind the school where no one else goes.
Terry knelt down and started collecting them. “Can you try one now? I want to know how they taste, I made them myself.” Caleb was dancing on his heels, his mood lifting slightly.
The jock tilted his head and gave him a smirk. “Sure. And I bet you could score anyone if you’re able to cook up chocolate.” He unwraps one a pops it in his mouth, quickly swallowing the small treat. “Dude these are good.”
Caleb clapped happily and the Jock laughed along. “Can you wait here for a few minutes, I have something else to give you.” Terry just nodded and the boy took off again. He didn’t want to hang around but the guilt of ghosting someone made him stay a little longer.
It took several more minutes before Terry was becoming inpatient. He sat on the ground, his head starting to feel dizzy and his legs losing strength. He held his head in frustration, this had never happened before. Where the hell was that little runt? “Looks like my poison is finally taking effect.” Terry rolled onto his back, and his arm covered his eyes as he groaned. Poison? The little shit poisoned him. Was it the chocolate? He didn’t deserve this, he barely spoke to the dude. “The antidote is at my house, so you better follow me.” Terry didn’t have much choice as he was dragged along to Caleb’s car, the smaller man somehow supporting jock’s weight.
It didn’t take long to arrive at his house and be dragged inside the expansive building and sat on the couch. Terry was hot and bothered so he removed his jacket, the white t-shirt underneath nearly completely drenched with sweat, the exhaustion getting to him as he passed out. “That’s no good, let me give you a quick check over.” Caleb inspected the man. His pupils were blown, sweat nearly covering his whole body and sensitive because where ever he was touched he flinched. “Maybe I didn’t portion them properly, or he had more chocolate while I was gone.” Caleb shrugged and began stripping the jock down, throwing the clothes aside and transporting the limp body to the bedroom.
Caleb tut as he watched the man below him squirm as he stirred back away, his member hardening the more he was touched. “Why are you doing this?” Terry weakly pushed against the roaming hands.
“Revenge.” Terry was confused. He had never done anything to Caleb to deserve this. “All you did is watch me pitifully as I was relentlessly bullied by your so-called friends,” Caleb emphasised the word friends and continued rummaging with things around the bed. “And to have the most loved person in the school under my thumb, how could I resist.” A glowing blue device was retrieved and slowly lowered down the hard appendage. Terry whined, it was warm and it felt crushingly good. The lower it went the weirder it felt and it finally hilted as it reached over and enveloped his balls as well. A lazy hand dusted the area wanting more stimulation but nothing was there. Terry couldn’t identify what had happened and he couldn’t explore any further before his hand was snatched away and lips connected with his own.
Terry involuntarily arched into the kiss, fingers penetrating him in a place that should never have existed. It was foreign, felt pleasurably strange and sent fireworks off in his head. A moan slipped out when Terry was no longer silenced by the kiss. “Do you like it? You’ll need to get used to it because it’s staying like this until graduation.” Down where Terry’s dick used to be now was a pussy, albeit an unearthly blue.
The thing glowed for a few seconds only to change to his skin tone, the sleek silver metal surrounding the edges disappearing and it merged with his body. “Wha— how.” It was hot and vexing, but not painful, just disturbing.
Caleb tilts his head and looks down at the new addition. “The wonders of the dark web, I have plenty to spare.” He puts a hand to his chin, a little perplexed. Caleb travels the area with his fingers, a whine emanating from the man below him. Then he dipped a finger in like he did before. It didn’t feel as good as before, it was dry and it stung when another finger joined it. “Acts just like the real thing. Guess we will be needing some preparation.” A cold gloopy liquid poured onto his new parts, fingers guiding it around and working their way into him.
It felt so wrong. Terry’s mind was buzzing and he clutched the pillows above him. He was too overwhelmed and drugged to attempt at stopping Caleb’s assault. A thumb circled a little nub, flicking it every so often. Caleb laughed seeing the jock squirm and arch his back whenever he did that. “I’m going to make you my needy little whore, begging to be touched. Now beg me to fuck you.”
Terry’s mind was drifting, he wanted this to end but the only way to do that was to do as Caleb said. He was smart enough to know that.
“Please fuck me.” Terry didn’t want to sound desperate but he couldn’t help his voice breaking when he said it. The nerd remained still. He stopped all ministrations and waited. The jock ground his hips trying to find the surface. “Please, please. I want you. I need you to fuck me.” The absolute elation that those words gave Caleb and he used all his strength not to thrust in with no care for Terry’s safety. He wanted to humiliate the man, not hurt him.
Caleb was careful entering, the nerd's dick raring to go and seeping pre. He had waited so long to see the pitiful look wiped off the most popular guys face and have it overcome with despairing lust. The smaller man leaned over, peppering kisses up the jocks body before wiping away the tears that fell. He started gently thrusting, speaking as clear as he could through his grunts of satisfaction. “Don’t worry, you’ll come to enjoy my gift.” It wasn’t enjoyable, it was borderline painful. Although he had barely been stretched, and despite the foreplay being pleasurable, the penetration wasn’t doing anything to get him off.
It lasted a few more minutes, Terry’s laying there and only giving short drones when Caleb squeezed his body, the drugs still running rampant in his blood making him sensitive to touch. A hot spurt filled him, a loud grunt coming from Caleb as he held Terry in place, refusing any attempts to getaway. He didn’t know how, he didn’t care how, just that it was hot and now inside him.
Fingers thread themselves in Terry’s hair as kisses dotted his forehead and cheek. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“You’ve had your fun. Now turn me back.” Caleb’s body rumbled with laughter against Terry’s bare body.
“No. You’re going to remain mine until graduation. You’re going to get your friends to stop bullying me, and I’ll promise to keep your little secret.” Caleb spat out a few of the words right in Terry’s ear, all the while still having his now limb member resting his the jock who was now sobbing. The invading thing slipped out, and a body spooned Terry as he turned on his side. The jock was manoeuvred around and once again something slipped inside him, twitching with eagerness.