I had just stepped out of the shower when my boyfriend called. He was practically crying with how upset he was. It seems Barrett has really been going harder on Joey recently. Dammit, I had tried twice to get Barrett to leave Joey alone, but both times I had failed. I felt terrible that Joey was going through this; I felt responsible.
I finally got Joey to calm down after about thirty minutes and then stayed on the phone a bit longer. Afterwards, I pulled out the note I had saved with Barrett's number. I hadn't been crazy or stupid enough to put it in my phone, obviously, but I had kept it for whatever reason.
"Hey, we need to talk," I texted him. "Who is this?" He responded rather quickly. Oh yeah, he didn't have my number. "Jessy, you need to leave my boyfriend alone!" I waited for several minutes before finally getting a response.
"That boy really means a lot to you, huh? Well, fine, if he means that much, I think we can work something out, but I'm heading into class right now. Meet me in my dorm afterwards, and we'll talk."
With that, he sent me his dorm info. Fine, this time I needed to officially make things right for Joey. He has as much right as anyone else to enjoy his time in school! I put on some basketball shorts that I rarely ever wear and a zip-up hoodie and waited just under an hour before heading out.
I reached his dorm and knocked on his door. Barrett opened it and looked me up and down. Of course, he wasn't wearing a shirt, and since he's taller than me, when he opened the door, I found myself facing his strong chest. "Huh, you came. Well then, come on in, let's talk."
I walked into his dorm, taking note that his roommate was nowhere to be found. "You need to leave Joey alone, I'm being dead serious about this." Barrett locked the door and walked around. He stopped and again looked me up and down. Agh, what a pig.
"Alright, fine, you want me leave your little boy alone. I get it, but hey, fair is fair, and I think I should get something in exchange." Why was I not surprised? "Of course you do. What do you want some money for? Should I pay you to just leave him alone?"
Barrett chuckled. "See the way I see it, you keep pestering me because that little boy has something special. He has your heart, and that's really sweet." Barrett began walking towards me as he spoke, and I walked backwards, keeping my distance.
"That also works out well for me. See, I don't care to have your heart. I want your body, I want to fuck you and use you as I please, and I think a part of you wants that too." I scoffed. This was ridiculous!
"You're delusional! I am not fucking you!" I yelled at him, anger in my voice. With a sudden movement, he rushed forward, grabbing my hands and pinning them above my head as he pushed me up against the wall.
"You already did, and you loved it." My heart began beating faster in my chest. "Look, it's really simple. Your boyfriend keeps your heart, I get your body, and I'll not only leave him alone. I'll defend him should anyone try to mess with him. I'll make sure you never have this issue with anyone ever again."
That... That wouldn't be necessary. Joey wouldn't get bullied again... Would he? I... I hadn't really even considered that...
"So slut? We have a deal?" Barrett asked with a satisfied grin. Meanwhile, his free hand had grabbed the zipper of my hoodie, and he began to slowly bring it down. Slowly exposing more of my body underneath, my breath coming in labored.
No, I can't do this. I can't just submit to him... I can't say yes... But Joey... I kept feeling like I was partially responsible for not getting Barrett to stop, and now I had an opportunity... I just...
Barrett finished unzipping my hoodie and undid my bra, tossing it aside before leaning down to suck on my tits. Oh fuck, that felt good...
My body moved as though by instinct to his touch. His teeth grazing my tits as he sucked on my boobs loudly. I closed my eyes, squirming in his grip as he helped me in place. I tried my best, but I couldn't hold it in; I let out a moan of pleasure.
He pulled away, and I opened my eyes to meet his as he laughed at me. "Let's be honest, I'll do what I want with your body anyway. You won't stop me, so might as well just keep going, and you'll end up winning anyway."
No, that wasn't true, I didn't just let him do what he wanted... He's always the one who...
He let go of my hands and took a step back to take off his shorts. His long, fat cock hanging out, so close...
"Go ahead slut, get naked for me." I looked away as I slowly took off my shorts and my panties. "I'm not a slut" I said more out of defiance than anything else.
Barrett suddenly grabbed my legs, lifting them up as he once more pinned me to the wall and rammed his cock hard inside my pussy. "FFFUUUCCCKKK!!!" I screamed as my eyes rolled back and my body shook for a moment.
"What was that slut? What did you say?" He growled into my ear as he began thrusting hard and deep, my comment seeming to have spurred his aggression even more. I tried to respond, but just kept moaning out loudly as my hands wrapped around his strong frame.
Oh fuck! I had never been fucked like this! "That's what I thought. You're my slut, and I'll fucking you when and how I feel like it." Barrett continued to growl into my ear as I moaned. He began picking up more and more speed as I bounced hard against him, my fingers now digging into his body as I screamed.
"Say it! Say it!" He grunted as all my thoughts were filled with pleasure. "Fuck! I'm your slut!" I screamed, the statement echoing in my ears over and over as Barrett fucked me. This time it was me who didn't last very long.
Wasn't more than a few minutes before I felt my legs shaking as I orgasmed. Barrett didn't slow down, though; he kept on fucking me through my orgasm, grunting as my body shook in place. I couldn't even process how much time passed or how many times he made me orgasm as he used me like a total slut.
A slut... He called me slut... He used me like a slut... Mmmm fuck yes... A slut...
I heard myself screaming out his name as he fucked me nonstop. My toes were curling as my muscles ached as though I had been working out all day. I could feel his cock bulging in me. I could feel my body accepting him as it had never accepted Joey before.
After however long it was, Barrett pulled me off and put me down on my knees. Without hesitation, I opened my mouth wide, and he rammed his cock in. He pushed my head against the wall and proceeded to face fuck me almost as hard as he had fucked my pussy.
Tears rolled down my face as I loudly moaned and gagged. He grunted over and over as he fucked my throat with every bit of his impressive strength. Finally, he pushed his cock all the way in and kept there as he began to cum down my throat. My body responded in kind, shaking as I orgasmed once more. His delicious cum filled me as he fed me. I gulped down load after load of his amazing cum, his cock throbbing in me.
Finally, once he finished, he pulled away, and I fell over, gasping and panting loudly, my legs still trembling slightly. Barrett leaned down and cupped my chin, making me look at him. "You're my slut now. I'm going to use the shower, you're going to go back to your dorm. I'm going to leave your boyfriend alone, and you're going to do whatever I please. Understood?"
I moaned out in response, and he let me go. He walked away to the bathroom, and it took several minutes before I could collect myself enough to try to stand. My legs were shaking underneath me, but I managed to put on my pants and head out. As soon as I entered my dorm, though, I crashed on the bed and passed out, my body more tired than when I worked out.