The Pretty Boy's Dominance

Zac turned off the water and stepped out of the shower with several of his teammates around him. He'd had to work really hard to get onto his school's football team because he wasn't huge like some of the other guys. He'd played in high school, but college teams had higher expectations and standards. He'd worked out every day, constantly pushing himself, to condition himself and build his muscles, but it had paid off. He certainly compared to the other athletic bodies he saw as he glanced around on his way to his locker.

When he rounded the corner, he stopped dead in his tracks, shocked to see a girl standing there in the boys' locker room. She was small and thin with dark brown hair that curled as it fell to her neck. Her skin was smooth, pale, and flawless. She was easily one of the most beautiful girls he'd ever seen, and he was instantly drawn to her. He kept his towel over his now-hard cock. Just as he was about to ask her what she was doing there, she started gathering up used towels.

He walked up and smiled. "Hi! I'm sorry for staring. It's just I've never seen a towel GIRL before. You're okay with being in here with all these naked guys?"

She looked at him and grinned knowingly. "You guys don't have anything I haven't seen before."

The baritone voice made Zac realize his mistake, and he gasped, embarrassed, "Oh, you're a guy! Dude, I'm sorry! I saw your hair and-- I mean--"

The androgynous boy smiled. "I know, I look like a girl. People make that mistake all the time. It doesn't bother me."

"Oh. Well, that's good. It was my bad, though."

"It's fine. So, want me to take your towel?"

The way the boy looked at him, meeting his eyes with supreme confidence, did something to Zac, and his hard-on hadn't deflated even after he found out the towel girl was a boy. "Um, I--"

"Not done with it? That's chill. Just put it in the hamper over there when you are, and I'll get it in a minute."

"O-Okay."

He walked over to his locker and began going through his clothes. He found his boxer-briefs and pulled them on under his towel, stuffing his still-raging dick into them. A quick glance around told him the towel boy and none of the other players weren't paying any attention to Zac, so he dropped the towel and quickly put his pants on, finally hiding his boner. After pulling his shirt on, he picked up the towel and walked back over, handing it to the towel boy. "Here you go."

There were that same smile and confident gaze again. "Thanks."

"No problem."

Zac turned to go but stopped short. He'd been talking to a boy, but that boy was still one of the most beautiful people he'd ever seen. There was a strange tight fluttering in his stomach and chest, and his dick was still semi-hard. He couldn't just walk away.

He turned back around and extended his hand. "Hey, I guess we kinda got off on the wrong foot. I'm Zac."

His handshake was firm. "Harley."

"Nice to meet you." Zac took a breath. "Hey, you want to get a drink, maybe a bite? My treat, kind of a way to make it up to you for calling you a girl."

Harley smiled. "Sure, if it'll make you feel better. I just have to finish up here."

"Oh. Well, I'll give you a hand."

"That'd be great. Thanks."

Zac looked around the locker room and checked the showers, which were now empty. He grabbed a few towels that had been left behind and took them to the hamper in the other room as Harley seemed to be finishing up around the lockers. "You ready?"

"Yeah, let's go."

They walked through the hallways, and Zac kept stealing little glances at his new friend. Harley was about 5'8 and moved smoothly with almost a swagger. It was sexy, and Zac was surprised to find himself thinking that way because he'd never thought of a guy like that before.

When they got outside, Harley glanced at him. "Are you good with that cafe across the street?"

"Yeah, that's fine."

They walked over there and found a table off to the side. The food was good, and they spent over an hour talking. The more Zac talked to this guy, the more he wanted to talk to him and spend time with him. As they sat there, he learned that Harley was a year younger than him at 20, that he lived alone, and that he was gay. He found himself wondering about Harley's body and wanting to kiss him. When the food was all gone and they were ready to leave, he wanted more than anything to spend more time with this boy.

He couldn't stop himself as they stepped onto the sidewalk. "You know, Harley, this is really new to me, but, um, I-- I think you're really pretty," he blurted. "I was hoping we could hang out some more."

The long-haired twink slightly smirked, and Zac's heart almost stopped. "Yeah, let's go to my apartment."

The football player's face lit up. "Let's go!"

Harley led the way down a few blocks to a surprisingly nice and moderate-sized two-bedroom home. He unlocked the door and let the larger guy in, inviting him to sit down. Harley laid his keys on the counter as Zac plopped down on the couch, looking up just in time to see the smaller boy practically lunge at him, pressing his lips to Zac's. The two of them reclined onto the cushions as their tongues began to slip and slide across each other and the bulges in their pants met. Suddenly, Harley broke off the kiss and slid down Zac's torso, pulling at his belt and opening his pants to expose the football player's rock-hard dick. Without a word or any hesitation, Harley clamped his lips around the shaft and began sucking energetically. Zac gasped and moaned in ecstasy at the intense sensation of the twink's talented tongue on his cock. "Oh, fuck, yes," he breathed as Harley did things that had never been done to him before. The feeling was so intense, and Zac was so pumped up from practice that it only took a few minutes for him to cum. He exploded with a loud yell, shooting jets of hot semen into the mouth of the smaller guy, who eagerly swallowed it all, faithfully sucking out the last drop.

"Harley," Zac panted, "That was the best blowjob I've ever had! No, that was the best orgasm I've ever had! You're fucking amazing, dude!"

The twink sat on the floor on his knees, smiling proudly. He laughed a little. "That's just an opener."

"What? What do you mean?"

Harley smiled coyly. It was incredibly sexy. "If you're open to it, I can show you things you've never even dreamed of."

"Like what?"

"Leave your clothes here and follow me."

He stood up and walked slowly towards one of the bedrooms, glancing over his shoulder at Zac seductively. The athlete stood up and shucked his clothes as quickly as possible. After the best sex he'd ever had, he was intrigued by what else this guy had to offer. He walked into the room, and Harley pulled his shirt off, revealing his thin, slightly-built torso. He fixed his beautiful blue eyes on Zac.

"I've never been attracted to another guy before, but you? You're different. You're prettier than most girls I've seen!"

Harley laughed quietly. "I have a pretty dick too."

Zac had never even though about sucking a dick before, but after what Harley had done for him, he was willing to try and a little curious. "I'd like to see it."

"Then come here and take my pants off me."

Swallowing nervously, Zac stepped over and bent to his knees, grabbing at Harley's pants. He fumbled with the button and zipper a little and then opened the other boy's jeans, revealing the fact that Harley wasn't wearing underwear. His hips were thin, and there was a hint of a treasure trail leading to a modest bush of hair at the base of a thin but impressively long rock-hard prick. Zac looked up at his new friend. "You're right. That's the best-looking dick I've ever seen."

"Then suck it."

Tentatively, Harley leaned forward and licked the purple head, feeling pre-cum on his tongue and tasting salt. He was surprised to discover that it didn't just taste good; it was delicious. He immediately stuffed the length into his mouth.

Above him, the twink gasped in pain. "Watch your teeth."

Zac let the cock spring from his mouth. "Oh, shit, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay. I'll teach you. Just take your time and be careful."

Going more slowly now, the football player wrapped his mouth around Harley's dick and began to slide up and down it. This time, he heard long, sensuous moans above him as a soft hand held the back of his head, and he knew he was doing it right. He started to get into a rhythm, finding that he was actually enjoying this. Whether it was because he was grateful for the blowjob Harley had given him or because Harley was just that pretty, he was having fun and had even gotten hard again.

But, suddenly, Harley pulled out and looked down, saying in what was almost a growl, "You like that?"

The reply was almost breathless. "Yeah."

"Want more?"

"Yes, please."

"Ooh, I love it when they beg! Do it. Beg for it."

"Please, Harley, please let me suck your cock."

"Hmm, I'm not sure you want it enough."

"I do! I want your dick in my mouth right now!"

"But how much do you want it?"

Zac began to feel desperate. "Right now? More than anything. It's all I want, and I'll do anything for it."

"Good boy. That's what I want to hear. Lay down on the bed."

Unsure of where this was going but aching for more of the twink's cock, the football player did as he was told. Harley disappeared into the closet and began rummaging around. He came back several seconds later carrying a disposable diaper and some baby powder.

Harley unfolded the diaper as he stepped up to the bed. "Lift your ass."

"But--"

"You want my cock? Yeah? Then lift your ass."

Zac raised himself by his feet, and Harley slid the diaper under him before sprinkling powder all over his cheeks and crotch. By now, the athlete was flaccid enough to make his member pliable, so Harley quickly tucked it down into the soft padding as he pulled it up, taping it shut.

The twink climbed onto the bed and laid on his back. "Now, you can have my cock and swallow my cum."

The bigger man ignored the diaper on his hips and went for his prize, greedily slobbering on the still-hard shaft. He licked, sucked, and slurped as Harley moaned and cried out in pleasure. After several minutes, the twink grabbed the back of his head and thrust upwards, ramming his manhood into Zac's throat as he erupted in several volleys of warm, sticky goodness.

He panted as his orgasm tapered off and let the athlete up again. "Good boy!"

"Uh, yeah, that actually was really good! I never thought I'd like sucking another guy's cock, let alone swallowing his load! But why the diaper?"

Harley raised up and fixed his new lover with a triumphant look that oozed sex appeal. "Because your ass belongs to me. You're all mine now."