"You slut," I scolded without any heat. "You're getting off of this!" I began to pound into him again with my fingers, watching his hole gape open with an invisible force. The hand on his cock was back to work, stroking him quickly. Before he orgasmed again, I pulled him up by his wrists with my mind and aimed his trajectory at his chest. White shot from his small penis, barely reaching his chest despite the intensity.
I let out a cruel laugh. "God you're pathetic" I laughed, my eye's locked on his post cum softening cock. Doug sobbed quiet tears. I used my powers to flatten him out on his back on the floor of the shed. His deflated cock looked even sadder now that it had cum its tiny load, less than an inch soft, looking like it was trying to trying to pull itself into him. You smirk as you grab it with your newly discovered powers. Doug yelps as you begin working the pathetic excuse for a cock, up and down. It stiffen's in your "hand," still very small. However, as pathetic as you now know Doug is, you've fantisized about this moment for a long time. There is something deeply psychologically about your bully hooking up with you.
I move forward towards his legs., dropping my pants and underwear as I do. Doug doesn't notice at first what I'm doing, or that my cock is rock hard as I climb over his feet heading towards his tiny, hard pee pee. "Just because you're barely a man" I start, "doesn't mean I'm going to let you ruin my fantasy" I state as I work my way forward until my ass is over his pathetic soft dick. I spit in my hand and use it to lubricate is cock. Doug lets out a whimper as I do "don't fag," he says softly. I smirk as I lower my ass onto his boner.
Doug's cock barely reaches into my ass, as I work up and down. As it gets harder it begins to repeatedly poke my sphinkter, occasionally forcing its way in. In my mind, I can't believe I'm hooking up with Doug, this is the culmination of many of my gay fantasies. Doug doesn't take long to cum, I feel the little spray between my ass cheeks after he lets out a whimper. I cum shortly there after spraying forward onto his chest, before collapsing backward exhausted. Holding Doug where he is I collect and put on my clothes. I look at him, my cum spread across his body, before letting out a laugh and leaving the shed. Doug remains on the floor, humiliated and unsure of what to do.