Eye for Eye, Tooth for Tooth

From that time on, Alex studied hard and his grades improved so dramatically that I got a congratulatory note from his father, a successful pastor of one of those fundamentalist churches in town. 

Of course, after tutoring chemistry, Alex taught me the secrets of his youthful body. He made me come back to life and become more joyful. 

A few days later I got a call from Alex’s father. He wanted to see me in person. He stepped into my office and came straight to the point.

“I know that you are fucking Alex. I can’t stop that: I can’t control Alex, I can’t control you, but I want you to start tithing to my church.”

My mouth fell open and I started to tremble. 

“What do you mean by tithing?”

“That means paying my Church 10% of your income, to further the work of God. In cash, of course, no checks ... I can also go to the School Board and tell them about your extra curricular activities with one of your students, if you prefer” 

I wanted to pummel that hypocritical face, kick his ass to a pulp, but he had me by my balls. It was pure blackmail. With difficulty I scraped together my first payment of $ 600, raiding the emergency fund, hoping that my wife wouldn’t find out. I became more and more nervous, didn’t prepare my classes well. I was on a downhill slope and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

The only solace in my life was Alex. He gave himself to me with abandon and after a while begged me to completely dominate him. He struggled when I tied his hands to the headboard of my bed. Seeing him struggle turned me on terribly. My dick bopped up every time he tried to escape. He kicked and screamed when I also tied his ankles to the baseboard. There was no way for him to go, but to accept all my whims. Seeing him resist, squirm, trying to avoid being fucked, excited me so much that I forgot all my troubles. I hurt him enough to make him cry out in pain. I nibbled his tits and he begged me to bite them harder. I bit them till I taste blood. When he was at the point of exhaustion, I hammered my monster dick into him. I lift his butt up and fucked him as if there were no tomorrow. I pinched his butts real hard and his screams made me even hornier. He cummed before I did, squirting his creamy juice all around. I smeared his semen on his face, under his nose, behind his ears, in his ears and he jerked his head in all directions to avoid it. His squirming twisted my dick around and around and my load gushed into him like lightening bolts, vigorously discharging all the built-up tensions. I jerked his butt towards me, moving it randomly and cummed a second time. Alex begged for more.

When the time of the second payment came up, I was a wreck. There was no way that I could get so much money together without raising suspicion. I broke down in Alex’s arms and cried. I had wanted to shield Alex from the harsh reality but I couldn’t protect him any longer. I was afraid telling him that his father was a swindler: it might break his heart.

Alex took the news calmly and tried to console me. He was very tender with me, and roles reversed. He became my protector. He told me not to worry. He caressed my whole body and when he touched my anus I moaned, and felt a desire welling up in me I’d never felt before. I guided his hand back to my anus, and he understood. My anus was still a virgin: I’d never had had enough confidence in anyone to fuck me. Alex would be the first one. He entered me gently and even though it hurt, I wanted to be his. I wanted to be possessed by him. When my anus started to relax, a feeling of ultimate joy engulfed me. Alex became more and more aggressive and I abandoned myself completely. When he came I was ready to receive him, without any reservation. I felt the strong squirts of his semen bounce against the lining of my fuck hole, and I gasped. It was the most wonderful sex I’d ever had in my life.

We laid in each others arms, and I saw tears welling up in Alex’s eyes.

“My dad is a swine, a hypocrite”, he said between tears. Little by little he told me that his dad was blackmailing one of Alex’s buddies as well, fucking him whenever he wanted. “Poor little Robert, such a nice boy, so afraid. My dad has been fucking him since he was 13”. It dawned on me that this Robert was the boy who always sat next to Alex in class.

Suddenly I realized that we hadn’t to fear Alex’s dad any longer. We had him by the balls and I was decided to have him pay for all the pain he caused Robert and me.

The next day I bought a dildo in one of the local gay sex-shops. I bought the largest one they had. The salesman, such a good looking young man, advised me to also by a smaller one. 

“First use the small one to open up your ass” he recommended me, “… before using the large one. You don’t want to hurt yourself, do you?” His smile was irresistible.

“I’ll use it as a weapon, to punish someone, to punish him badly. I answered, giving him a mischievous smile.

“You must be a sadist” he exclaimed. “Looking for a slave, Sir?”

I gave him a smile. The guy was really good looking! The thought of him being my slave turned me on and I felt my dick swelling.

The following Sunday I attended the 11:00 o’clock service of the Church of Alex’s dad. Alex, with his mother, brothers and sisters, were sitting in the front pew. I was dressed to kill. That morning I had chosen tight fitting black pants and a white T-shirt which hugged my torso. I was wearing a leather belt with metal studs, prefect for whacking my prey till his ass would be hot-red. In my shoulder bag I was carrying the dildo, that lethal weapon, and a cloth to gag my victim. If only the pastor would know what I had in store for him! If only the people sitting next to me knew what I was up to! 

I couldn’t wait for the service to be over. Coffee hour started and I saw the pastor walking to his vestry. Nervously I walked up to him. When he heard my steps, he turned around, gave me a smile and opened the door for me. We both stepped in and he locked the door behind us.

Twenty minutes later I left the vestry, leaving the pastor behind. He laid on the floor, face down with the dildo in his red-hot ass, wining. I had rammed it up his ass without greasing it, and he had cried out from the pain I had inflicted on him. I had given him the choice between telling his congregation about Robert or getting a beating he would never forget. He had chosen the latter and I had flocked him with my metal studded belt till I saw blood. He had begged me for forgiveness, had gone on his knees, but I hadn’t given in. On the contrary! Flocking him had turned me on terribly and seeing the fear in his eyes when I showed him the monster dildo, had been one of the biggest turn-ons I’d ever experienced. 

I rushed to the restroom. Punishing and beating that swine had excited me so much that I had to jack off. “Am I really a sadist?” I asked myself. “May be I should pay another visit to the sex shop”.

Alex and Robert were waiting for me at the street corner. I gave them the thumbs-up, and I saw their faces lit up.

That night Robert joined Alex and me. We were in a celebratory mood. The pastor had been abusing Robert for many years, and had kept him captive with unveiled threats to expose his homosexuality. I had freed him from captivity. He kissed me thankfully. His lips were soft and round and I felt a strong attraction to him. I pulled his shirt up and caressed his back. Our dicks rub against each other. I unbuckled his belt and my hand slid down to fondle his dick. His jeans fell on the floor. 

I felt Alex’s hands unbuckling me, pulling my pants down and rubbing my pucker. I started to heave, savoring those two young bodies. Robert turned around, leading my dick to the entrance of his ass. It was obvious he wanted me to possess him. Gently I pushed one finger up his ass, and he moaned and groaned when I touched his prostrate. I entered more and more spit, and moved my dick into position. He moaned softly when my dick started to enter him. With each thrust I moved in yet a little deeper. His muscles relaxed and in the end my dick was fully inside him. His fuckhole was tight and narrow, just as I love them. Alex entered me, massaging my fuck-hole expertly. I felt his dick stiffen. He pumped it in with long, deep thrusts and his cum invaded me completely. I felt the wetness and cummed violently. Robert shuddered as he felt pellets of cum bombarding him, and cummed violently himself. His anus contracted with each squirt and pushed me to exhaustion. I squirted a second load into him.

My wife had long expected that Alex and I had become lovers. We divorced amicably. After the finals, Alex and I moved to a new city and started a new life together. Robert found a boyfriend his age and was as happy as we were. Meanwhile, Alex’s dad is still preaching hell and brimstones in his self-righteous church.