RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

I resist the temptation to stick my tongue out at him, instead playing his game too.

"We could do that. Or we could even get everyone round, perhaps do a nice oral demostration for them?" I wiggle my eyebrows at him, "The other students and Corey could take it in turns to clean me off."

I let out a dreamy sigh, "That would be so much fun."

I know he's joking, I know he'd actually hate that, but I still like seeing the fear in his eyes. So I smirk.

"Really? Well, I heard that third year Math is taking a few weeks off so... I know that Zacky, Matt, Mick, Chris and Alex, will be free this morning."

I wink at him before pulling myself away from him and make my way over to the desk.

"What do you think would be best Angel, giving all of them individually phone calls? Or announcing it over the blocks PA system?" I ask him as I point to the microphone I have on my desk, in case of emergency meeting calls. Such as this.

He's bluffing, I know he is. He wouldn't do that. He wouldn't want to share me. He's selfish like that, it's one of the qualities I love about him. Unlike everyone else here, he'd be heartbroken if I screwed around.

"Well, the PA would be so much faster." I say, smirking back, "I mean, we could get them in here like that." I click my fingers for effect.

I'm willing to push this as far as it'll go. He's going to give in. I know he is.

Isn't he?

I lean over the desk, a smirk still on my face as I stick my ass up in the air. I'm still looking at Brian as I grab the microphone with a sigh.

"I really didn't want it to come down to this, but..." I bring the microphone to my lips with the click of my tongue and pressing the speaker button.

"Attention North Block. This is Jacoby Shaddix here. I am just informing you that Brian HANER is in need of a spanking here, so any students that are on free lessons. Pop over to my dorm since I'm all out of canes..."

WHAT?!

"Oh no you fuckin' don't!"

I scrabble up from the bed as fast as I possibly can and run up behind him, sliding along the floor into his back. I lean over his shoulder.

"Woops, false alarm, folks. Found some canes. Everyone go about your business." I say as close as I can get to the microphone while glaring at him, "But definitely don't come here."

I laugh at Brian as he looks at me with the most evil glare I have ever seen.

"Brian," I say before placing the microphone down on the desk.

I shake my head at him before bending down and showing him the cord to the PA, it wasn't even plugged in. I smirk up at him.

"Opps. Coby forgot to plug it in," I grin up at him.

I am such a bastard.

My jaw drops. I should have known he would pull something like this. He is an evil, evil, evil, evil, evil man. How do I have any feelings for him? Dahmer wasn't this bad.

"Oh God, I actually hate you right now." I inform him, as I start slapping at his arm over and over, "You are so going to hell!"

My anger is shortlived as I find myself giggling maniacally at him while I'm hitting him, "I don't like you anymore."

I laugh as he continues hitting my arm.

"Ooooh really? Well, if you don't like me anymore, then, I think I'll leave you for the basketball court then? Then I can come back all hot and sweaty for you for when you do like me?"

I grin as I cross my arms over my chest and wiggle my eyrbrow at him.

"If you can resist me now."

[[Black thunder soon? I'm itching for it! Haha. Or fast forward it then black thunder? Haha.]]

I don't want him to go to basketball because I have no way of amusing myself. At the same time, I don't want him to win and this idea of him being all hot and sweaty is very appealing to me. Not that I couldn't get him all hot and sweaty right now.

I cross my arms and stick my nose up in the air, pouting like a woman.

"Hmph."

Besides, maybe he'll have realized the error of his ways and he'll come back and apologize in the best possible way.

[[I'm quite content to do Black Thunder whenever, haha!]]

I shake my head at him as he walks back over to the bed.

"Fine, that's the way you want it," I say to him as I shake my head some more.

I make my way over to my drawers and pull out some clothes, cleaning off my stomach from Brian's and my own essence and dressing myself in some shorts, a tight vest and sneakers.

I look back at the bed as I'm tying up my sneakers, smirking at Brian still pouting at me. I climb to my feet and walk over to him.

"You'll find some way to entertain yourself," I smirk at him before I turn my heel and make the way over to the dorm room.

[[Black Thunder it is! wink

]]

I watch his tight, perfect little ass leaving the room. Damnm why couldn't I think of that opinion earlier? I might have aced my Jacoby's ass test.

Okay, now what am I supposed to do? I don't think I thought this through properly. I fall back on the bed, hands between my knees trying to figure out what I could possibly do now.

Well there is one option.

My eyes are drawn to the drawer were the fantastic present 'Black Thunder' is sat, unopened and unused.

I lick my lips.

I can't use it, can I? I don't want anything going up my ass unless Coby's attached to it.

Then again, I could always get a bit of practice in so I'm not as shit as I was with the blow job.

Before I realize it, I'm on my feet approaching the drawer.

"Hey Shaddix!" I look behind me to see Brandan, our coach standing at the top of the stairs I have just descended.

"Hey Bran. What's up?"

"Didn't anyone tell you? Practice isn't on today," He tells me completely ignoring my kind wlecome and going straight into the details, just like a man.

"Well, I haven't really being around anyone else..."

"It's not on today. I've got some stuff to catch up on, y'know?" I winks to me before making his way back up the stairs.

I sigh and look around the hall way.

So, now what I am supposed to do for... like a quarter of an hour?

I pull out the infamous Black Thunder and look it over. I'm not exactly sure of what I'm doing with this. I know it's supposed to go... up there but I don't know how the hell it's supposed to fit. I'm having one of my many "how the fuck is gay sex supposed to be good?" moments. These are way easier when Coby's here.

I pull the monster from the packaging and toss the packet back in the drawer. My fingers run over the length of the vibrator, accidentally pushing one of the buttons underneath as I do so. The creature's tip starts rotating around much to my shock. I throw the Black Thunder to the floor in shock and just watch for a moment as it's movements cause it to spin around in a circle.

I pick it back up and quickly turn it off. I am definitely not using that setting.

I walk out into the courtyard, wondering to myself what would Brian be doing now? Whether he'd be moping about in our room, or whether he just got bored and went to lesson. But I am guessing the first one, he didn't look in any shape to be doing drama when I left.

I grin to myself as I walk up to my group of friends from the basketball team, all doing what looks like stretches, obviously getting ready for a run.

I walk into the group and say my Hi's and butt slaps as I start joining in with them.

The normal conversations come up while we're stretching. The one that comes up the most is of course the fact to why I'm late. They all smirk when I don't answer.

Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.

The monster is pressed against my entrance, slowly - so slowly in fact it's barely even moving - being pushed into my entrance. This is physically impossible, there is no way I'm going to take this all in. I'm pretty sure my ass is pushing back. I've lubricated the monster as best as I could without it slipping out of my hands.

It's probably about half an inch in now. And even that is too much. I lay back further on the bed and try and push it a little further in, I'm going to have to take more than this if I'm going to be with Coby.

I try to relax and find it goes in just that little bit easier. It still hurts like a son of a bitch though. How does anyone find this pleasurable?!

I wipe my hand over my forehead as I run along side Tony. The two of us talking about sex and the like like the girls we are. Him telling me about his last experience with Zacky and how he hasn't seen him for days. I might have to look into this.

Then I tell him about Brian, since Tony is my best friend, he merely laughs, he's always thought me and Brian where the innocent little couple, now he knows it's true. I just roll my eyes at him as we carry on running around the tarmac track side by side.

I'm starting to build up a sweat now as we pick up the pace, I was hoping I'd get nice and sweaty today. Just didn't think it'd be running with Tony.

If I was ever worried about this bringing back flashbacks, all those feelings have gone because of how much it hurts. I'm too preoccupied with the agony to feel any kind of fear. Maybe some of the vibrations would help ease this pain? My finger finds its way to the switch on the bottom - ha fucking ha. I flip the switch and a tiny vibration goes through the beast.

It's not helping, it's just hurting even fucking more. Goddamnit! I turn the switch to off. Or at least what I thought was off. The rotating motion happens again.

"FUCKING HELL!"

Somehow, by some weird fuckin'... something, the vibrator buries itself deeper inside me. And of course, my hand let go of it in shock.

"Shit!" I scrabble at the vibrator in an attempt to get it from me but what's still stuck outside of my body is too slippery for me to grab hold of. The pain has been outweighed by the extreme shock right now. I jump up from the bed, a stupid idea because the pain has re... OH MY CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!

Me and Tony finally finish up our hard running, both of us sweating and panting like nobody's business. We've just finished our warm down, and parted ways with quick goodbyes and pats on the butts.

I take a deep breath and stretch my arms up once more before making my way slowly back to my room. But I am suddenly stopped in my tracks by some third years talking.

"My GOD, did youy hear Brian just now? Screaming, moaning, even thought he sounded pained..."

"OH MY GOD! That means Shaddix..."

"HAS FUCKED HIM! AHHHH!"

I widen my eyes at the three emo boys jumping up and down and squealing. They haven't stopped me yet but when one of them sees me they look completely confused and slightly scared.

What the fuck is Brian doing up there?!

I need to get this thing out of... oh GOD that is so fucking go... ME!

I try scrabbling at the back again, looking round everywhere for some kind of tissue to wipe the lube off the back of it so I can get it out. I'm like a bad fucking... gaaaaahhhhhh... comedy show! How does anyone get a fucking vibrator stuck up their ass?

I grab the tissues from nearby and fall back on the bed, moaning as that spot inside me is brushed again. I try to grab the vibrator but I'm losing all ability to do anything as I'm being repeatedly struck there.

No, got to get this out, got to get it out before it goes in any further. I reach for the vibrator again, whimpering and moaning as I try and get a hold of it.

I walk down the hallway, edging ever further to my room. I practically ran here a minute a go, now I am ready to kick the ass of whatever bastard is hurting, and/or stealing my Brian from me.

I put my ear to the door, listening out for any moans to signal someone else is in the room. But all I can hear is Brian, muttering to himself with moans and whimpers laced with pleasure in the background. I get ready to put a look of pure venom as I turn the door handle and walk inside.

"OK. What the hell is... going on here?" I stare wide eyed at the sight before me on the bed.

"Fuck. Me."

I lift my head up to see Coby stood in the doorway. The embarassment just keeps on coming doesn't it? I finally get a decent grip on the vibrator and try to pull it out of me but it won't budge. It's stuck. I've got a fuckin' vibrator stuck up my ass on high power with my boyfriend watching me.

Oh God, just kill me now.

I smile weakly at Coby, "This... isn't what it looks like."

Isn't what it looks like? What the fuuuuuuuuu...

I cross my arms over my chest and kick the door shut behind me. Relief washing over me when I realise that all the noises are just Brian.

"Oooooh really?" I smirk at his embarrassed face.

He's laying on the bed, a vibrator wedged in his ass, his chest heaving and his body sweating so much. He looks so hot, I don't want him to stop this just yet.

I walk over to the bed and stand over him, "Then what does it look like then? Because to me, it looks like you're laying on our bed, with Black Thunder buried deep inside you."

"Alright, maybe it's exactly what it looks like."

Another intense wave of pleasure comes over me. I should by rights be coming right about now but the pain that's still there is holding off my release. It's not as bad as it was before but it's still fucking painful. That and I've not had chance to touch my dick as I've been too busy panicking about getting the damn thing stuck.

"You'd been mean to me." I say, sticking my bottom lip out and trying my bedroom eyes in an attempt to be remotely sexy and a little less ridiculous, "Black Thunder just wanted to ease my paaaaiiiiiinnnnn, oh fuck."

I bite my lip and watch him with a smile as he arches off the bed in pleasure.

"And he seems to be doing a crappy job of soothing," I say as I wince a little, remembering the size of Black Thunder. That thing is huge! Even I'd have some problems with it, and this is Brian's first time. I really should have told him how much it'd hurt.

"So, despite the fact you are in so much pain, you look pretty pleasured," I take a seat on the bed next to his laying body, "How does it feel to be filled up like that?"

He wants me to hold a conversation while I'm being raped by a plastic beast? He is officially the most evil man in the fuckin' world.

"Pretty weird, but goooooood, I'd nee-fuck, oooooh fuck-ver expected it to feel like thiiiiiiiiis!" I say in a half moan.

I roll to face him and grab his shirt, "You wanna help me out here or are you just going to waa-ha-haaaaatch while my balls explode?"

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