Knowledge is index. And with sufficiency power, you can do what ever you want and no one can do a damn affair about it.

Just like a sealed immature man I know. He lives in the apartment next to mine. He lives there with a distich other guys that

attends the Same college he does. They 've seen me have `` company '' over from time to time so they know what sprightliness style I live

by. There 's zilch wrongfulness with being gay, but there is something incorrectly with college idiot that think it 's singular to jeer

and pee-pee crude comments to me or my client when they 're coming and going. But I was patient.I told myself that one day he

would get his. What goes around will always fall around.

My day came one a Saturday night. I heard and felt a gold rush next door. My heart skipped a beat and was racing while I

tried to think what it could have been. I got up and slowly opened the front door to my apartment. No one was in the

hallway, so I stepped out and went over to Brad, the uppish homophobe 's, apartment. His doorway was wide open and the lonesome

light that was on came from the kitchen. I walked in and surveyed the dump. The dining room table was tipped over with Brad

laying on the base next to it. He looked like he was out. side by side to him was a nursing bottle of whiskey and infract glass. His

sidekick were also passed out in the living room. And then, the moment I 've been waiting for. On the deep brown tabular array looked to

be a match pocket-size bags of weed and on the floor next to Brad was a minor bag of oral contraceptive pill. I went over to Brad and took a

closer look. The whiten oral contraceptive looked like it had a blue colored mahimahi on it. If I remember, this must be XTC. I chuckled

as I pulled out my cell phone and snapped a few pics, making sure Brad, his buddies, and the drugs were in frame.

On the way out I grabbed a few pills and one of the little baggies of weed. Rewarding myself for being so patient.

A few days passed when I saw Brad again. He and his Quaker were standing extraneous, leaning on his car and chatting when I

walked passed them. And as I went by, I heard Brad mutter, `` Fag. '' I smiled to myself as I continued to my apartment. Later

that night I printed out the pics of the evidence from his apartment. I included a paper with instructions on it, sealed

it, and passed it under his door. I waited and waited with my heart pounding, wondering when he or his roommates would

stumble upon it. About 2 hours later, I recieved a school text. He now has the picture and now has read my educational activity. The text

he sent read, `` Ok. '' With a big sigh of backup I went to bed, giddy with what was about to come.

The succeeding day, I did my common routine. I went to work, hit the gym, but instead of heading home I had to make a

detour for a little while. I stopped at hug drug and Eve 's, you know the sex toy storage, and picked up some matter. I texted

Brad to see if he was ready and he replied with a yes. This was it, my revenge. He knew if he did n't follow the

instructions I 'd put with the photos, he 'd be in a lot of bother with the local law enforcement. As I walked to my

flat, I felt like I was walking on cloud 9.

Fun was about to begin. I walked through my apartment to my bedroom. There he was, laying in my bed under the

covers facing away from me. I dropped the bag from the sex toy store by the bed and I smiled as I walked into my bathroom

to shower. Thinking about what was about to occur gave me the toilsome erection I 've ever had. I dried myself off and

walked over to the doorway. Brad was still laying where he was when I first came in. I could learn him sniffle. poor people bastard

is crying. Well a manly man like him should be crying since he knows what 's about to happen. I made sure to describe what

our night would be like in excellent detail. distillery naked, I went to the bad and pulled back the blanket and really did

follow my every trivial statement. He mostly naked except for a red thong. I 'd left it on the bed for him to put on. I

slid into bed and pulled the covers over me. Propped up on my redress arm, I gently slid my result helping hand from his shoulder down

to his hip joint as he shivered at my touch. I stopped when I felt the thong and followed it down his lower backrest. For some

understanding I could feel him clinch his jaw as I middle digit slid down his ass shot. I then detoured and grabbed his angelical

ass knowing it was now mine. I cuddled up succeeding to him, making our consistency had full contact. I ran my ran over his waist and

up his torso. I kissed his neck and he tensed up. I took a little peak over to see his face and his eyes were closed as

tight as they could. I kissed him behind his ear and whispered, `` Shhhh ... it 's ok baby. papa 's going to take good care of

you. '' while my script slid down his organic structure again. This meter instead of going down his ass quip, I pulled the thin garnment out

and to the side.

'' Help dada out and support this, '' I whisper and he complied. I reached over to the nighttime stand and got out the lubricating substance.

I prepped my peter and with a generous measure I slid it between his ass. Feeling his rosebud got me so hot. But I wanted to

savour it. I felt him try to resist, but it 's no use. With the lubricating substance doing it 's job, I entered him and felt his anus walls

tighten up. Smiling I whispered, `` It 's ok baby, Daddy 's going to do by you real number squeamish. If you keep doing that, it might not

feel to comfy when I stick my hammer in your pussy. '' his body tensed again. My fingerbreadth danced in his ass, slowly fucking his

hole. I could palpate him grip the canvas with his devoid hand. I felt he had enough. I got a cargo deck of my rooster and guided it to

his Virgo the Virgin muddle. My tip made contact with him and he slightly jumped knowing what was going to happen. With all that lubricating substance,

my cock glided right between his nerve and into him. I heard him breathe out, trying to relax.

'' That 's it love. Let dad in. I 'll make you feel all just, '' I gentle said. I could get wind him quietly sob as I

was starting to dishonor him. I let go of my rooster and pushed deeper in him, holding his chest for a little leverage. I was

finally all the way in him. I felt my hip and thigh against his tail. I slowly pulled out a couple column inch and then

back into him as I kissed his binding. His soused ass felt so good. Even though he was trying to loosen, his instinct to try to

shut out the violation came naturally making it very tight. Quietly moaning, I slowly fucked him. feeling every column inch of my

bare cock sliding in and out of his man slit. I whispered, `` Mmmmmm you feel so goodness. Your kitty-cat feels so good child. '' and I

started to pinch and twist his mammilla. I moved up and sucked on his spike while my hands traveled south and met his hard

cock.

'' Oh ! You like this do n't you ! '' I laughed. Though gritted teeth he said, `` Fuck you. '' And with that, I let go of his

stopcock and swatted his ass saying, `` That 's a very very bad thing to say vernal man. '' Getting a handful of his ass, I pulled my

prick out and then rammed back in him. He grunted and I spanked him again. A impression of dominance was washing over me. As I

grabbed his ass I started to really give it to him. With eash deep thrust I heard his grunts.Short and promptly breaths were

escaping his lip and each one invigorated me. I pushed him onto his stomach and savagely fucked him like an animal in

passion. I grabbed the red thong and ripped it off of him. Both hands on his waistline. I rammed my firmly rooster in his ass over and

over again yelling, `` Yea ! train it bitch ! Take pop 's dick ! '' His grunt were getting cheap, a little too trashy. I pulled and

said, `` I 'm not done yet. '' I got into the bag I left and pulled out the ball gag. I shoved it in his mouthpiece and strapped it

on. As I went into the bag again I commanded, `` Get on your hands and knee joint slut. I 'll show you to back talk me. '' He did so

while I slid my new shaft sleeve on. It was going to throw my cock flavor thicker and it studded.

I mounted Brad the homophobe again and felt the departure. As I entered his ass, a muffled and agonise moan came

from him. He felt the departure. He felt his ass get filled up. I knew this was going to be a punishment for him. Since it

was a lilliputian midst, I could n't feel as a great deal so I was going to be able-bodied to go for a lot longsighted. I tore his ass up. As I

ravaged him, I could n't tell if he was sobbing or starting to enjoy his ass pounding. It was just one uninterrupted muffled

sound as I thrusted in and out of his golf hole. He must hav been getting run down because he went from being on his helping hand to down

to his elbows. To be honest, I did n't like the fact that I couldnt feel him around my cock. It was like fucking with a

condom but worse. I pulled out once more and made him lay on his back. His tear streaked face of hopelessness made my philia

flutter. I thought, `` Now who 's the fag ? '' I parted his legs and slew my cock in his anus again. But this time there was no

electric resistance. I 'd fucked him real good. Too good. It was all loose now. So I unstrapped his gag and tossed it to the side. I

told him to snog me. He grimaced and gave me a peck on the lips. I chuckled, `` That 's a kiss you give to your mommy. Now,

kiss Daddy like you mean it. '' He raised his brain up again and we locked lips. It was n't a literal kiss, so I helped him. I

grabbed the back of his head and really laid into him. Shoving my spit between his lips and now molested his tongue. The

more he tried to move his tongue away the more excited I got. I pulled away and laughed. With a helping hand full of his fuzz, I

positioned myself to where he was know staring at my crotch.

'' give your mouth and stick by your tongue out, '' I ordered him. He did so and looked like he was going to cry. I told

him to go down on my cock like all the piffling filth suck his. And if he did n't do a good job, I 'd fuck his face like I fucked

his crocked ass. He took me in his mouth and really was n't doing a good job. It felt like all he did was twine his sassing around

my dick and was moving back and forth. He was n't even using his glossa or any sucking. Terrible. So I viotlated his mouth

like I did with his ass hole. I fuck his cheek. He continualy gagged but I was nice. I 'd let him recoup and did it again

and again. I gave him another chance. This time he did really nice. Really sucking my pecker. I could feel his brim around me

as his glossa pushed up. His head movement really helped with it. mustiness have got thought about how those slutty female child he 's had

over does it and emulated them. I was getting close. I slowly and patrician rocked my hips with the calendar method of birth control of his backtalk.

Finally I could n't throw it in any Sir Thomas More. I exploded in his sass and he nearly choked. as he gagged and tried to spit it out

I stroked my tool fiercely and made certainly every cliff was on his disgraced brass. Tired and spent I rolled onto my backbone. Brad

got up and got dressed. As he walked out I said, `` Thanks Brad. '' He just nodded his head. I assured him that I would destroy

any evidence and that this would be our little orphic. My front door shut with decisiveness so I got up and walked over to my

dresser located in the turning point. I picked up my camcorder and ripped off the magnetic tape that concealed the blinking red dot. I hit

rewind and with the radiance of green illumination of the dark vision mode, I saw my handy oeuvre with all it 's resplendence. The speech sound

was n't bad. I could just barely hear my whispering to him. I put the photographic camera up and went to bed .