Humiliation Route

Beyond amused at this point, John couldn't help but sputter a laugh into Todd's face. Todd's not really going to take his advice on how to properly punish a gay guy, right? The pool of precum at your feet says otherwise, but, no way this charade is gonna go further than...

"There's no way you're actually gonna fuck me, right?"

"Hmmph!" Todd takes, considers, puts under advisement, and gives the OK in under a second flat, and by the next is wrestling John to the ground for all to see. It would've been a lot more frightening if John wasn't daydreaming the exact scenario only moments ago, his pants practically being ripped off by the teen he had hated with a flying passion over the years. While the erotic depantsing might've been understandably humiliating, Todd's gullibility bordered on laughable, and John felt more in control than any other encounter he had with the fresh-faced jock, Todd would've probably punched himself if he asked nicely.

This isn't really happening. This isn't happening!

It was happening, any notion that this was a dream left the room as Todd plunged his face into John's ass crack. Fiendishly snacking on John's tight hole before his impromptu intrusion, Todd inserts a finger, then another, taking his free hand back to maintain his own boisterous erection.

"You look like such a slut!" Todd cackles, grinning as he looks over at his peers snickering with laughter - save for one, a skinny kid in a jersey standing silent behind another, seemingly ashamed of the scene before him, but unable to speak up.

John can't begin to dissect the the sheepish teen in the background, as Todd quickly swallows John's tongue in unison with a frivolous thrust into his unprepared hole. A lackluster moan escaped from the the two's mouths, stifled by the school bell signalling next period. This was heaven, the only improvement could've been a cushion underneath his lumbar in place of the cool tile floor. Todd varies each thrust as his hands begin to explore all sides of John's body. A finger hooking John's cheek as Todd smiles down with deviousness at his accepted submission.

"Who's a gay faggot?"
John can barely consider the consequences to his answer as he responds in a deafening shriek, "UUUGH, ME!!!"
"That's why you like my cock in you, huh!?"
"Fuck, yes!"

Todd jimmies all his strength into a violent thrust, pressing balls-deep into John as he unleashes his load. John coils in intense pleasure as Todd unsheathes himself from his disheveled hole, only rightfully christened moments ago. Todd flicks his cock at John's face before standing to address his teammates:

"John admits he's a faggot!" Todd cries, his cronies resounding in cheer.