From Bully to Bitch!? | [ChromiumSparks and Aislashu]

Ashley was a rather unfortunate child. Old time parents who liked old time male names, he'd been stuck with names now commonly used more for girls than boys. Red hair, paler skin, and a wealth of freckles made him stand out from the crowd on top of it all, and top the package with glasses, the inability to wear contacts, and a rather good intellect...all together made a recipe of misery.

At least for Ashley. For people like Jace, it was a recipe of pure joy. The blonde had it out for him since day one. For years, the boy hadn't left him alone. Day in and day out, it never failed. If ever he was out sick, it didn't go unnoticed. Comments would be made, the bullying would be a bit harder in the days he'd returned, seemingly to make up for lost time.

As he got older, as he learned more, he started to wonder about Jace. Oh, he knew the blonde was straight, beyond a shadow of a doubt. But really, he always felt to have such a powerful emotion as hate, there had to be some modicum of love behind it. Something. Though, he had resigned himself to never knowing, up until recently.

In secret, he was a rather popular artist online, specializing in celebrity photo manipulations. In talking to some fans, the idea had sprung forth in which to finally free himself of his bullying. And so, the plan had been born, and he'd gone to work. It didn't take nearly as long, and so this day he'd made himself scarce.

Jace would find him soon enough.

The folder Jace retrieved had a manila envelope peeking out from it.

OPEN IN PRIVATE was written in big, block lettering to disguise any handwriting. The inside contained a photo of Jace, on his back, legs spread, body coated in cum. The person in the photo was spreading their ass, showing a messy, cream-pie'd hole. The body practically an exact match to Jace's, and the manipulation of the teen's face onto it was flawless.

No one would believe it WASN'T Jace. A folded note, typed, was with the picture.

Everyone has dirty little secrets. If you don't want everyone to see this..and everything else I have...come to the A/V room.

Once Jace arrived to class, his teacher handed him a manila folder courtesy of some unknown sender, a furrowed eyebrow raised in curiosity, honestly who could be sending him letters? If anyone wanted anything from him a text message would have been sufficient, though this seemed to be from the school or some higher authority by the way it was stamped with OPEN IN PRIVATE. As if he truly cared what anyone really thought of his private business. Either way he tucked it under his arm and then walked over to his vacant seat. The class was mostly empty save for a few upperclassmen like himself, and the teacher droned on and on about subjects he cared little for. Time seemed to pass by faster as his eyes slowly lidded and he was practically sleeping with his eyes open, if that was even possible. After everything was said and done, and the bell rung Jace would find himself outside in the courtyard, this was essentially his free period, meaning he could pretty much walk around school grounds until lunch, and then back to his regularly timed schedule. As far as he knew he was alone for the most part, sitting at one of the few benches near the school garden, under a tree, trying to catch some shade from he sun. It was then that he pulled the manila folder out of his binder, and scoffing at the big stamp over it. He moved his thumb under the flap of the folder, slowing ripping it out from the base of the orange paper underneath.

He then let whatever contents were inside slip out onto his lap, from that point, Jace could feel his heart skip a beat almost immediately. He began to talk to himself as he raised the photo in front of face, his eyes wide with some mixture of surprise and malcontent. "What the fuck?This...this isn't me.." he murmured to himself. "What type of sick fuck-" he found himself staring at the lewd position, the cum he was drenched with, this was made with such expertise that Jace was nearly convinced that it was him, though he would definitely remember the feeling of having cum flow from his ass. No, he shuddered at the very thought of being some man's bitch, but this took things to a whole other level. He reached back into the manila folder to make sure there weren't more, but instead found a smaller piece a paper. A little note.

"Everyone has dirty little secrets. If you don't want everyone to see this..and everything else I have...come to the A/V room."

'What the fuck is this? Some type of ransom note, fuck that, I'm not gonna let some motherfucker take control over me."

He could feel his own dominance snapping in two at the thought of someone having such information on hand, it was fuck dumb to him, but for once brains won over brawn. Jace walked around campus at a frantic pace, trying to settle into the thought of being victimized like this. Who even knew him well enough to do this? Jace didn't even need to ask why, he already figured that it was someone he had done something to, he was notorious for racking up vengeance in those he bullied, problem was that there was so many victims to choose from, that in his own panic he could not discern anyone. The thought of being looked at differently by his own friends, perhaps being bullied himself, or driven out of the school by this is what was going to propel him towards the AV room, whether he liked it or not this person had a stranglehold on his life, and Jace would actually find himself groveling on the ground for this to stay hidden. There was no doubt in his mind that he was heterosexual, but nowadays anyone could find a reason or evidence to disregard that. The blonde was running out of options as he approached the room, his hand twisted the doorknob, he looked around hoping to find whomever was sabotaging him and possibly beat them so bad that they'd never even think about stepping foot on the same campus as him, but who knew just how many photos they had to spare. He had to come to grips with the situation, no matter what he did he was fucked either way.

He walked into the AV Room looking a little guilty, and somewhat frazzled. He wanted to see their face, he wanted to envision the face he'd pummel into the ground once all of this was over, if it'd ever be over. He closed the door behind him and walked to the center of the room. His voice was breathy and frustrated.

"You might want to come out now, and fucking explain yourself."

Ashley had expected the boy to open it before class, and had hoped Jace would have arrived much sooner. He'd started to fear that he'd over-estimated, and that Jace wouldn't actually show up. But he'd held out, knowing the jock had a free period after. Ashley was in the control room, hidden from view, and he'd had a screen set up for Jace's viewing pleasure.

When the boy stood in the center of the room and called out, he just smirked, glad the boy couldn't see him, but quite happy to be able to see Jace. He dimmed the lights suddenly and the screen came to life. Moans and grunts filled the room, the screen showing someone taking a rather large black cock up the ass. This one had taken quite a lot of work. He'd had to edit in Jace's tattoos. The back of the bottom's head could easily be mistaken for Jace.

"That's it, Jace, take my cock, you little slut....!"

"Oh god, fuck me harder!"

He'd taken audio from other porns, had found one with a porn star named Jace. Then he'd sought out one with a voice very close to the jock's. With the edited tattoos, again, people wouldn't think twice. He shut off the video clip and brought the lights back up, the door of the control room creaking open.

Ashley stepped out and leaned on the doorframe, pushing round, Harry Potter-like glasses up his slightly large nose. He was wearing a white, short-sleeved button down shirt with a emerald green tie, the shirt tucked into gray slacks. A calculator peeked out of his pocket, and he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Never knew you were such a dirty little bitch," he said, smirking. He finally had gotten the upper hand, he felt.

Seeing the lights dim, Jace searched the area with what little vision he could afford in the room, it was almost like trying to find a serial killer, except it seemed more likely that he would do he killing, his back was turned to the screen until he heard the voices, his eyes wandering up to look at the clip. Orbs widening in disgust, and anger. He almost didn't want to look, but everything pointed to the bottom being him, and he couldn't wash out the images or the sounds no matter what he tried. Even as it ended the clip played over and over in his mind. Whomever was doing this was dead serious about it, they wanted to destroy him from the inside out. Jace could only think how could he let himself be duped so easily, and then it seemed the answer unraveled in front of him as a familiar redhead walked right out of the control room. His face was still contorted with disgust as he faced the smaller boy.


"Never knew you were such a dirty little bitch."

"Shut the fuck up!

His words were filled with such vitriol that he it looked like he would have spit venom if he could. His fist was clenched and trembling, he felt like displacing the other boy's jaw on the wall behind him, but he couldn't measure what type of unwarranted punishment it could possibly elicit. "So it was fucking you? Little Ashley wimp boy? Here to make everyone think I'm some kind of....man whore? He swallowed in his pride, and he tried to make it seem like he was unafraid of the repercussions if this got out, he was honestly holding back every single fiber of his anger just to construe sentences out to the Nerd. "You little fuckhead, I ought to-" That's right he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even believe that he felt so helpless all of a sudden, and it occurred to him for maybe the first time in his life if this was how his victims felt when he was over with them. He looked at Ashley for a moment. "Fuck you." that much he could utter out, but it getting clear that by the way his cheeks were reddened, and the way his chest was raising in a panicked movements that it wouldn't be easy getting the next part out, in fact his teeth were gritted just as he uttered it.

"Just what the fuck do you want from me?' he asked, listening intently for a response.

"You ought to what?" he challenged as the jock ranted. He grinned when the boy reverted to simply Fuck You, keeping his arms casually crossed over his chest. He watched the emotions and frustrations play out over Jace's face but he remained unmoved and unworried.

"I'd say I want you to leave me alone...but that's not going to cut it. You've made my life hell for years. It's time for you to have a taste of your own medicine. You're going to do as I say. You're going to listen to me. You're essentially going to be my slave. For as long as I feel like it," he answered the question before it was asked.

"No more shit is going to be done for you. Your reign of terror is going to end today, and mine is going to begin. So, unless you want these emailed to everyone in the school...and I've already had access to the system, so I do have them all...I suggest first...you strip naked. And make it good. Like you'd want one of the cheerleaders to strip for you."

He grabbed a chair and moved it close, sitting down.

"Basically, Jace...give me a fucking lap dance, and make it good."

His silence was almost too immediate, it nearly made him want to laugh just thinking about being a slave to Ashley, one would think it should have been the other way around, and it was only prior to this day that it was. Problem was, there was not a single muscle on his face that wanted to crease into a smile. It seemed he only took in half of what Ashley said, as far as his part of suffering, he didn't even want to hear about it. Sure he had done pretty terrible things to the weaker boy, but this was a new low, something that would have been unfathomable to Jace if he ever did it. Maybe it was the moment that was making him forget that it was years of the same abusive behavior, not every once in a while the rest of his victims. Hell, most of them had already grown enough to either avoid him, or no longer be seen as prey. He still didn't know what made Ashley so easy to manipulate or why he prolonged his suffering. It was something like a fixation on the boy, like he wanted to be the only one to bully him, when others tried, Jace would be quick to set them off another way, Ashley was his to torment, no one else's. In some fucked up way, he did care for him, but at the same time this was just brutally unforgiving of the other boy. Jace bit his lip in frustration, as he got back into the explanation, and then the others commands.

"-So, unless you want these emailed to everyone in the school...and I've already had access to the system, so I do have them all...I suggest first...you strip naked. And make it good. Like you'd want one of the cheerleaders to strip for you."

Jace held back his expression, his mouth turning upward in disgust again, if he was a dog he would have been snarling at the other boy. He watched as he grabbed a chair, relaxing like this was some sort of fucking peep show. Jace felt his face flush, and the bite he had on his lips tighten. "Basically, Jace...give me a fucking lap dance, and make it good."

Jace only stared at him for a moment, mild disdain on his face, he wanted to run out of here, but not with the images and clips on mind. He slowly began with his shirt, taking it off slowly with trembling hands, the toned upper half of body shown instantly. As he did so he began to hurl insults the redhead's way. "I bet you're going to jerk off to this later aren't you, you fuck?"

"You've probably wanted this since the first time you saw me huh? Imagining this hot body being yours? Of course, only someone as fuck-crazy as you could think of something like this."

He begun to violently rip off his clothes piece by piece until nothing but his briefs and socks were left. At this point he was hurling gritted one word insults Ashley's way. "Loser." "Virgin." "Fuck-ass." Anything he could say to let his anger settle but it seemed that it only seemed to raise when he was hesitating to take off his briefs. He bent over and stopped for a moment, looking up at Ashley with a audacious smirk. "Don't be too surprised when you see my big cock you fucking loser." there was a hint of what some would call sluttiness in his voice, but most of it was covered by his usual maliciousness. His thumbs slowly ringed around the edge of his briefs as he looked as other boy, they were button downs, so he slowly tore off two of the buttons, while one remained. Enough of his blonde pubic hair up to the unshaven happy trail encircling his belly button, unfortunately his chest was still for the most part bare in comparison to the rest of his body which didn't give him the more manly edge he wanted. He was muscular enough to pass for a jock at the very least. His muscles far bigger than that of Ashley at least. "You already cummin' in yer pants? I ain't even pull the rest down..." this time he was just playing with the other boy, as he inched closer towards the chair. Being sexy wasn't his strongest suit, and it didn't come out naturally unless there was some hit of estrogen in the room, which there wasn't. Here he was standing practically naked in front of another male, about to do something he would most certainly regret. Yet, he was amazingly determined to stop those pictures from getting out, if only he could know how long this torture would last, as he looked down at the sitting redhead. He knew what type of jerk off fantasies he had about the cheerleaders but honestly had no intentions of repeating them, his body wasn't that flexible, and having another guy looking at him like he was a piece of meat turned him off. Of course, he wasn't supposed to be enjoying this.

Instead unable to think or even move, he simply sat in the other's lap, his ass unintentionally hitting the other's groin, he shuddered in disgust as he could feel the bump over his pants nestled by his ass cheeks, his briefs still on slightly unbuttoned. Even sitting down he easily towered over the the other boy. He braced himself by having his hand hold the bars behind the chair, luckily there no arm rests so he could keep steady, but feeling another man's thing near his made him want to jump off. He would endure though, no matter what happened between them in this room, he wouldn't dare say or show he enjoyed it.

"W-Well? I'm not a damn stripper." he murmured as he pressed his ass forward, he was slipping off the other's lap quickly, and once again he could feel the other's groin, which made the boy retort in disgust. "If you think for one damn second that that was me trying to come on to you, you're fucking mistaken." at this point, he neither wanted to obey his commands nor disobey them, he could only swallow what he'd ask for next.

Ashley leaned back in his chair as he waited, smirking. He'd won over Jace, he was sure. He didn't mind if the bastard talked during the whole thing, to be honest. It made it even better, that Jace didn't just silently give in. He'd have been disappointed in that, actually.

"Later?" he grinned sweetly. "You think I'm going to jack off to this later...why? I could do it right now. But...why should I do it myself when you and your hands are right here?" He raised his eyebrows, laughing softly.

He listened to Jace's next words and pursed his lips, tilting his head. "Yeah, you're hot...shame your personality is so ugly. And, well...if I'm crazy...who do you think drove me there, hm?" he watched Jace start practically tearing off his clothes.

"You call that sexy? What strip clubs have you been to?" he laughed, shaking his head. "Bitch," he said in response to Jace's 'Loser,' "Dumb jock," when he was called a virgin, and then he laughed at 'Fuck-ass'...

"Yeah, I will...yours," he winked. "And I won't be surprised when it's smaller than you claim," he taunted in return.

His slacks tented rather significantly by now, and his eyes roamed over Jace's body, mostly bared for his viewing pleasure. But those briefs and socks were staying on it seemed, but that was actually pretty damn sexy.

"We're going to have to get you shaved...I like smooth legs. We'll trim most of that bush, too, and clean up that happy trail...but we'll leave it, just smooth it up a bit," he smirked as he admired Jace's body.

A shocked squeak left his lips when the heaver jock actually sat in his lap. Jace was so close he could smell the boy's deodorant or body odor now, and his hips rocked upwards just a touch. Jace could feel his erection easily, and for a small nerd, he seemed to be packing a good deal. His hands moved, touching Jace's sides briefly, drawing back almost as if burned, before touching the boy again, rubbing his hands upwards slowly.

Ashley let out a small moan when the boy's pressed down on him again, then whined when Jace stood back up off his lap.

"T...turn around," his voice cracked a bit, breath hitching in his throat. "Slide the briefs down over your ass. Let me see it!" he demanded.

Hearing his remarks made Jace scoff with incredulity, especially when his smart mouth took to twisting what he said when he cursed him out, he almost didn't want to even think about what could happen if they came that far, his ass was already getting sore thinking about it. He was honestly trying not to make this all seem so complicated, for one thing he was entirely uncomfortable with the situation. The only gratification he got out of this was cursing Ashley's to hell, obscenities would most likely flow through his mouth throughout the duration of this torture, it was akin to having his hands binded with rope, he was even starting to perspire a bit, a definite sign that he was uneasy, something that was rare for the young boy, unless he was taking a test he didn't study for. Hearing the comment about being forced to shave made Jace want to send just one punch back at the boy, but he had to remember his place in the situation, if he thought for one second that he'd be shaving anything but his happy trail, the other boy was out of his mind. He had a grimace on his face, as Ashley's hands practically guided him further upward, it was then that he could feel the clothed erection under him, and he snapped up immediately, shaking like he just took a punch to the face, a heavy breath left his mouth and he tried to sop up what was left of his sanity, he was trying so hard not to bend his heterosexuality, it just didn't feel right to him no matter how he tried to bend the situation in his head, thinking of Ashley as a girl wasn't going to work if he was so focused of getting revenge after everything was said and done, honestly, though he wouldn't admit it or say it, or even show it, he felt like crying or doing something to release the ever present frustrations. Not necessarily to pander to Ashley's sympathy, because he knew that the redhead had no intention of showing remorse or forgiveness until everything was said and done, he put a hand through the blond locks of his head and stared at Ashley with the intent to rip his body from the chair, just without the means to actually do it. He noticed that his previous actions actually unnerved the boy a bit, obviously it unnerved him too, but there was something so peculiar about the way he reacted.

"T...turn around. Slide the briefs down over your ass. Let me see it!"

He stood over the boy, reluctantly turning around, until he came up with a plan. Even he hated the thought of doing it, but maybe he'd let him off easy with this in mind. Jace complied with Ashley's demands a little faster this time, though his hands still trembled in reluctance as he pulled his briefs, his perky ass seemed to poke out just perfectly, two cheeks squeezed between a slender back arch, the dimples on his posterior dug deep into his skin, the briefs were only halfway down as if to tease the other boy, though you could see enough of a show. He let his ass sit back down on the boy's groin area slowly, and purposely ground into the redhead's apparent erection. God, it was creepy, but he could only think the quicker he got this over with, the better. He leaned back and his hands griped the edges of the seat on either sides of Ashley, allowing for a greater balance as his ass continued to ground into the fastener of Ashley's pants, on the hill of his erection. "When was he ever this big?' Jace asked himself, he'd never seen or even tried to question the size of the boy's own package, but it was a rather large mound, it was enough to make him turn around and give Ashley a questioning look, before speaking again. "You better not even think about cumming already. Jesus, I didn't think you were this sensitive. I guess I was right about you being a virgin huh?" his voice filled with spite still, though unaware of how that might have sounded if this were a more consensual situation.

Watching Jace's discomfort was icing on the cake. When had he ever seen Jace so unsure of himself? Nervous? Even...perspiring! His lips curled upward as he watched the beads of sweat form over that gorgeous body. Ashley was turned on beyond belief. He inhaled sharply, chest heaving a bit as he watched Jace slowly turn around, those briefs slide down a bit.

And...shit, the fucking jock was teasing him! His thick, nerdy cock throbbed in his slacks and he ran his tongue over his sweet, pink lips as his eyes ravished the exposed mounds before him.

"Fuck, that's a hot ass wasted on women..." he said, breathing heavily. He wanted to lick those dimples, but before he knew it, the half-exposed ass was once more lowered onto his lap.

Jesus Christ! For a straight jock, Jace sure knew how to tease. His hands moved, stroking over the sides of Jace's bared hips, stroking the skin, brushing his fingers over the jock's hip bones slowly. When Jace gripped the edges of the seat, the boy's back was pressed tightly to his chest, and his hands shifted, sliding along the jock's V and brushing through the teen's treasure trail.

"So...you're saying you want me to last?" he panted softly, licking his lips, meeting the jock's gaze as Jace looked back at him. "You know you're technically a virgin too, right?"

He leaned up, his lips catching Jace's suddenly, kissing the jock firmly while the boy was looking back at him.

"Oh no, oh fuck no, he did not just-"

It seemed like Jace's body pretty much froze once Ashley kissed him, it was one of those moments that made his mind comepletely switch off, and the ever aware fury of his subconscious kick in, trying to avoid the feeling of another guy's lips on his, not to mention his actions before deranged him so that he couldn't properly react to it. A raised fist was already quivering to punch the other boy, but Jace was fervent about resisting the urge to knock Ashley's lights right the fuck out as the kiss continued. His hand lowered slowly although reluctantly, and then he remembered what he planned to do only minutes ago, there were always going to be things he didn't want to do, this next part was definitely one of them. The boy pushed his lips on the other boy's with more force, trying to desperately remember what it was like to kiss a female, and it was already somewhat of a benefit that Ashley's lips were smaller than his. His tongue passed between the collision of lips, and his hands gripped the back of Ashley's neck with only slight force to bring him closer, this time he turned forward slowly to make it so that he was in a better position to kiss him, his lips were warm, and soft not much different from that of a girl, or at least those he kissed. He teased the other boy by slipping his tongue inside his mouth, but he wasn't ready in the least bit to let him have that edge over him, it seemed the heat between them only grew hotter, and it was then that Jace's unwarranted and sudden arousal kicked in as his hips involuntarily moved forward digging into the redhead's pants, an unexpected moan leaked out between his lips, as his ass continued to grind, but then his hold on the situation began to slip when he realized just what he was doing. It was only then that he ended the kiss on his own terms by sucking on the boy's lower lip, then pulling back as a sliver of saliva was shared between them. His hand now holding the other's face in a romantic gesture, and his brief's slightly wet. He breathed out a shaky nervous breath, and snapped his hand away in embarrassment; utterly ashamed of what he did, but his mind was focused on how heated his entire body was, and how turned on he was, which was not at all how he wanted to be. He murmured under his breath while wiping his wet lips, still wondering just how and why he even did that.

"You really get under my skin, you fucking nerd."

he wiped the back of his hand on his briefs, as if he touched something dirty. Once again he was sitting directly on top of Ashley's throbbing cock, this time a much noticeable mound under his ass as he leaned forward. He would never admit that Ashley was actually right before about him being something a virgin, thinking that Ashley was capable of tearing him a new hole was not appeasing to him in the least bit, but the fact that he rather enjoyed the kiss they shared, and was in fact horny was slowly destroying his confidence and his ability to avoid these punishments. He was contemplating just what the nerd was planning to do next, when he realized that he could only do so much to avoid his advances, and hope that he'd be gentle. It was a funny thought though, Ashley being gentle, when he never was with him. Then again, he wasn't trying to fuck him.

Ashley trembled when Jace began to kiss back forcefully. He'd pretty much expected the jock to jerk back and even hit him. Jace was full of surprises, it seemed! His lips parted to allow the tongue inside his mouth, cock jumping in his slacks and throbbing against the jock's gorgeous ass through the kiss. His tongue rose to meet Jace's, licking over it, sucking at it. He bit the boy's tongue lightly, his hands stroking over the jock's abs and chest, feeling him up.

He was breathing hard by the time Jace broke the kiss, and his own hand dipped downward, brushing over the hardness that was Jace's cock, his eyes widening a bit. A small smirk crossed his lips when he realized the bully was actually turned on.

"Soon I'll get into your ass, you bully bitch," he retorted, licking his glistening lips. "Bet you like a hard fuck....I'll give you one. What's your favorite position to fuck a girl in, huh?"

He tugged at the boy's briefs, which still had yet to come off fully.

"And get these the fuck off. NOW, slut."

His lips quirked into a little grin. Enjoying his power over Jace. Who wouldn't?

Jace was becoming entirely too disheveled for his own good, especially when he felt Ashley's hand pass over his arousal and a sudden shiver ran down his spine, one that felt incredibly enjoyable as if he wanted him to. A part of him was completely disgusted with how willing he was all of sudden because his dick was actually getting treatment of some kind even in the tiniest amount. In that moment, his eyes showed true fear, fear of what he could fall so easily into. Secret was, he was actually quite sensitive to much of the pleasure he received from sex, so much so that the thought could probably drive him out of his comfort zone, and into a sadistic need. He may have been easily pleasured, but he was always determined to go through any lengths to gain his part of the bargain. He allowed Ashley to run his hands over his body. his face turned in shame, and a blush running across his cheeks, with a scowl adorning his mouth.

"Bet you like a hard fuck....I'll give you one. What's your favorite position to fuck a girl in, huh?"

"Fuck you."

That was all he could manage at this point, though his mind immediately answered the question, and he had a particular penchant for the cowgirl position, but seeing as how he would need to be the one riding and not the other way around. He didn't even want to give him a chance. As his hands traveled to the briefs that he made sure to keep on for as long as he could. "And get these the fuck off. NOW, slut." Hearing the demand in his voice made old Jace come back around for a second. "Whatever you fucking say, cocksucker." He grumbled, his mocking words were said with only half the vigor he wanted, and may as well have been a futile attempt considering what had already occurred. He stripped off his briefs, blinking slowly, and taking measured breaths, as he revealed his naked body to Jace. His cock was only half hard, with a small drip of glossy precum at the very base waiting to drop at any moment. His upper body was a tanner shade than that of his lower body, but the two mixed together so well from the way his body faded from darker to lighter. As he breathed in, his abs quivered and expanded. He still retained a bit of the boyish features from his earlier years, but being 18 now, he was clearly leaning into the male adult phase. His cock was a very decent size of 6 and a half inches, and his girth average for any boy, one could describe him as somewhat springy. His muscles being as strong and taut as they should have been, his skin was clear, and smooth save for a few freckles dotting his shoulders, freckles that matched the light scattering on his face. Another peculiar feature was that of the small, and various assortments of tattoos on his body, all of which represented small notable events in his life, but gave away his delinquent behavior since most of them were obviously acquired before the age of 18. He folded his arms defiantly as he stood in front of Ashley, if this was the most uncomfortable he'd ever been, then he'd never know how to prepare for whatever else was next.

"You're blushing," Ashley couldn't help but laugh. Seeing Jace blush was priceless. On top of feeling the bully practically hard as a rock...totally under his control...it was the cherry on top of the whipped cream. He leaned back in the chair, legs spread a bit when Jace got back up, his slacks clearly outlining a bulge that definitely seemed larger than Jace's.

"No, I don't think you'll be doing that, Jace...not for a while," he teased. Ashley licked his lips when those damn underpants came off, taking in that nude body eagerly. He reached out, fingers grazing over that half-hard shaft, brushing along the length and flicking his thumb over the leaking slit. He smeared the precum over the head and then brought his hand back, looking up at Jace and licking over the glistening wetness on his thumb from the pre.

"Thought you'd be bigger," he purred, raising his brows with a rather shit-eating grin, taunting the bigger jock. He had no problem with Jace's size, honestly. The boy was gorgeous. But he was going to knock every aspect of Jace he could.

"Kneel down, Jace...and unzip my pants. Get out my cock...I want to see you rub your face with it.

"You're blushing,"

That didn't even occur to Jace until Ashley mentioned it, he passed his fingertips over his smooth cheeks, and could feel the slight heat emanating from them. This wasn't very easy by any means, but Ashley knew that this was perhaps a first to see the boy like this. Jace couldn't remember the last time he felt like this, the last time he ached so bad for something that his mind told him he didn't want, especially not this way. "No, I don't think you'll be doing that, Jace...not for a while," He silently wondered what he meant, until his hands eagerly took possession of his most sensitive part, Jace tried to jerk his hips backward to avoid Ashley feeling him up, but that only provided more friction, and the worst thing was having his thumb flick over his slit. "Fuck, god that feels-" he muttered under his breath, as his face showed an almost pained expression, and his eyes shut trying to force out any thoughts of enjoying this, though he would only grow harder in Jace's grip. He was giving Ashley the control he wanted he realized, and could only save so much for himself, sex could very well control him since he enjoyed it more than most people would figure, and the redhead was exposing this flaw with all this humiliation. "Thought you'd be bigger,"

'Go eat a pile of shit." he gritted through his teeth, still trying to come to terms with his arousal.

"Kneel down, Jace...and unzip my pants. Get out my cock...I want to see you rub your face with it."

He took a few considerate breaths, and tried to remind himself that this was for the photos and nothing else. He was growing into a man, and while that didn't necessarily entail anything like this, the resistance in him made him dig his fingernails into his palms, as his fists were clenched. It almost seemed like Jace wanted pleasure from Ashley and certainly not the other way around, but slowly and surely he lowered himself to the ground, to the point where he was kneeling in front of Ashley, where his brown eyes were pretty much level with his erection still hidden in the other boy's pants. His hands gripped on to his hips with force and then moved to his zipper, which he pulled down without even thinking. He pulled himself closer to the boy's waist by dragging on the his pants. From there he could see the boy's underwear, and in a furious gesture he pulled it down, without even realizing just how close his face was that Ashley's cock pretty much popped out and hit him in the face. With that Jace's expression was between anger, and complete shame, mixed in with the subtle shades of red on his cheeks darkening. Ashley was packing, and Jace was too stunned to respond back. He gripped the other boy's cock somewhat harshly not even taking the time to jerk up or do anything. If this were a different situation, he probably would have ripped it off, but that seemed a little too easy on Ashley for his liking, especially after this. 'Now why would I want to ruin my beautiful face with your dirty cock, Ash?' he was being purposefully defiant, but not out of the boundaries of what was appropriate to the agreement he reluctantly accepted. The blonde was now swinging the other's boy cock between his hands, secretly scared, but at the same time being somewhat playful with Ashley, with some of the same anger still underneath.

Ashley's lips quirked upwards a bit when he noticed Jace reaching up to touch his face at the comment about blushing. He'd never seen Jace so flustered. So...unsure? He wasn't sure himself if that was what he was picking up on. He licked his lips and moved one hand, brushing his red strands from his face.

His other hand tightly gripped Jace's cock, and idly dragged his nails over it, especially when Jace tried to jerk back, yet throbbed in his hand. He grinned t the muttered words, and then...yes, the arrow had hit the bullseye on the comment of the jock's cock.

"Sorry, not into shit...you're a sick fuck, Jace..." he purred, grinning cutely.

The reaction to his command was as he expected. Jace's breathing seemed to quicken, he watched those hands clenching into seemingly painful fists.

"You want to punch me, don't you? So pissed off, so out of control...big, tough bad boy Jace, resorted to this..." he egged the jock on, taunting, grinning brightly.

His hips jerked with the force Jace used opening his pants, and he winced a bit when he heard his slacks tear at the seam by the zipper. His boxers were yanked down next, and he couldn't help a short burst of laughter when his cock sprung free, smacking Jace right in the face and leaving a streak of precum over the jock's cheeks.

"Fuck..." he gasped, seeing his cock against the bully's face.

Ashley's cock belonged more on Jace than it did on him. A thick nine inches, uncut, with the head peeking through the foreskin. The shaft arched upwards, throbbing in the air, pre leaking from the slit and dribbling down the underside. He lifted his shirt a bit and leaned back, showing his flat stomach and the neatly trimmed, small patch of red pubes just at the base of his cock, with a thin red treasure trail connecting the small patch to his halfie belly-button.

His chest arched out, gasp escaping his lips when his cock was grasped by another hand for the first time.

"Why?" his toes curled in his shoes, hips jerking up a bit as the blond played with his nerdcock. "Because as of now, your face belongs to me...and my cock. So, kiss it. Bitch."

He have the bad boy blond a cute little grin.