Ryan had just stepped out of Coach Vlad's office, and closed the door.
He turned and bumped right into someone. It took him a second to
recognize Snake. He tried to step back, but Snake's hand and slipped
inside his waistband and held him tight to Snake's body.
"Hey, Queer Boy, if I'd known you were such a cock hound, I'd've been
using you for years. School's almost out, so I'm glad I learned about
your talents, but I got to make the most of them before you go off to
college next year. Makes me almost want to go to college too, so we
could room together. Anyway I've got to make up for lost time, so
you're coming with me," Snake said turning and leading Ryan after him.
"Where are you taking me, Snake?" Ryan asked.
Snake stopped short and shoved Ryan up against the lockers, and
slapped his face.
"First, worm, you never call me Snake. You can call me, Sir, Master or
"My Only Reason For Being", got it, pussy?"
"Yes, Sir, Master, My only reason for being," stammered Ryan. He
didn't want to say it, but Snake literally had him by the balls and
was squeezing mercilessly.
"That's better. Now did you have something to ask me?" Snake asked. He
crossed his arms, and legs and leaned against the lockers with a smug
grin on his face.
Ryan stood there with his shoulders slumped.
He rubbed his hand across the back of his neck, "Uh, Master, where are
we going?"
"We're going to my auto shop class, and you're going to service a
dozen grease monkeys. Then everyone in school will know I own your
ass," Snake said evilly.
He reached forward and grabbed Ryan's crotch and pulled Ryan after
him.