20: Trapped

Derrick couldn't believe his eyes. In front of him stood his tormentor in nothing but a pair of bright red panties and a tank top, washing what looked like a skirt. The panties even had an open slit that exposed his caged dick.

'He even has nail polish on...' Derrick examined the bully from head to toe, chuckling at the sight.

"Mark, I never could have guessed you had such a hobby. The infamous bully was actually a closet crossdresser." Derrick smirked. "Oh, and that cage sure suits you."

"This is not what it looks like," Mark blushed embarrassedly, covering his crotch with his hands. "Anyway, move aside, I have to go." Mark insisted.

"Don't be in such a hurry." Derrick grabbed the skirt away from his hands, lifting it out of reach.

"Give me that! Give me!" Mark jumped around Derrick trying to snatch the skort back.

"Even your voice sounds like a girl. Damn, how could I not realize sooner? Does your girlfriend know? By the way, If you make too much noise, someone else might come inside."

"...What do you want?"

"Blow me."

"What?"

"Give me a blow job."

"..."

"The sooner you blow me, the sooner you'll get your skirt back." Derrick gave an ultimatum, stripping his shorts and revealing his semi-hard 9-inch dick. "Besides, given how many dates you've ruined for me, shouldn't it be fair that you make up for it?"

Staring towards the door behind Derrick for a moment, Mark reluctantly decided. There was no way he could risk it and wait longer. In the worst case, it wouldn't just end with him getting kicked out of the gym, but it might also reach Kate and his family's ears. Mark tried to justify himself as he slowly squatted on the floor, positioning himself right against Derick's member.

Mark gulped, seeing the large penis in front of his face. The size and shape of it were very different from his own. Hoping he would cum fast, Mark slowly peeled back the foreskin and started stroking it.

As the thick and veiny penis became erect, Mark felt it was even larger than before, making him think twice about going through with this. Just as he was about to ask for an alternate solution, Derrick interrupted.

"Do you have a hair tie? I can't see your face properly with all that hair combed forward."

"..No."

Thinking for a moment, Derrick asked again, "Give me your panties."

"...why?" Mark inaudibly asked before submissively taking his panties off and giving them to him.

With the panties in his hand, Derrick carefully combed the hair from Mark's face with his hands, drawing it behind his head and tying it into a ponytail, using the panties as a scrunchie.

With his face now in clear view, Derrick was even more surprised. He was not sure if it was the angle or if it was because of the cute pout, but Derrick couldn't help but think of Mark as a trap.

Derrick had a huge interest in anime and consequently in hentai and doujinshi. It was not too late when he came across "traps" on the internet: femboys who loved crossdressing. Some were even cuter and more erotic than actual girls. Derrick was straight as any person can be, but he couldn't deny the sexual attraction he had towards traps.

The plan was only to humiliate his bully and take a **** photo of his bully pressed against his hard dick. It should've ended there. "...Now suck on it." Derrick unknowingly ordered to continue further.

Mark closed his eyes as he tried to take the large dick in his mouth. While he had seen a lot of blowjobs in porn, he never was the recipient of one. It always ended up with him asking for it too soon to his partner which then further withdrew them. He had hoped to experience it first-hand at his graduation party but had accidentally shot himself too soon.

Just as Mark relaxed his jaw while thinking of what to do, Derrick slapped him on the cheek.

"Don't bite it. Suck on it carefully."

Seeing the annoyed expression on Derrick, Mark slowly started bobbing his head back and forth, mimicking what one of his favourite porn stars did. 'Is this how you do it?' Mark once again closed his eyes, recollecting what the actress did. Taking the dick out of his mouth, Mark slowly kissed the glans and licked the shaft. He continued to cover it entirely with saliva using his lips and tongue, before carefully swallowing the dick once again in hopes of taking it gently this time.

*slurp~* *slurp~*

Ignoring the erotic sucking sounds his mouth was making, Mark continued to bob and suck on it hard as if he was trying to suck the last few drips of a drink using a straw, albeit larger and girthier.

While the blowjob was sloppy at first, it soon started becoming more and more luscious.

Taking his phone out, Derrick soon started recording, capturing the image of the hungry vixen who was completely focused on draining his dick.

The moment he felt he was about to cum, Derrick grabbed Mark's head with his free hand and ****!d him to swallow his dick entirely.

Mark couldn't help but open his eyes and gag as Derrick's dick invaded deep into his throat. His struggle was short-lived as he soon started to taste a warm and thick liquid fill in his mouth and throat. As Derrick's hold on him weakened, Mark quickly pulled away from him, causing some of the cum to fall on his chin and the sides of his mouth.

Mark's immediate thought was to spit everything out and rinse multiple times with mouthwash. But he soon paused, recalling what Amy had told him. Plagued by doubt, Mark continued to open and close his mouth, twirling the cum in his mouth as he thought, forming cum bubbles, before gulping it down whole.

'mmh...It doesn't taste so bad...' Surprised by the taste, Mark unintentionally licked the leftover cum from around his mouth.

Derrick was left speechless. His tormentor was squatting on the floor with his nipples fully erect and precum dripping from his cage all the while licking cum.

Putting his phone away carefully, Derrick handed the skirt back to Mark as he slowly got up.

With his face red as a tomato, Mark silently put the skorts back on hastily, forgetting to undo his ponytail and wear his panties again as he ran out at full speed.

Even as Mark left the gym, Derrick continued to watch him run away through the glass wall of the gym until he was completely out of sight.

"Did she cause any trouble? Boss," Felicia asked tapping Derrick's shoulder.

"No... And please don't call me that. He., I mean she... just accidentally entered the wrong locker room."

"What else should I call the owner of the gym? Anyway, I hope you didn't scold her too much. She is a new joiner at the gym. Her name is Mia Walker. She seems quite reserved and shy, so be nice."

"Mia Walker is it? I see... sure."

In an empty laboratory at Lakewood University...

Amy carefully opened up her packed breakfast as she monitored CCTV footage on the phone - it showed her brother peacefully sleeping in his bed.

After the incident that took place in high school, her brother, Ben, had always kept his distance from others, and more so with women. None of the teachers, staff or his classmates had believed his plea. To make matters worse, even she and their family didn't believe in him.

By the time she realised that her brother was set up by Mark, the damage was already done. Ben had lost his scholarship at the university and became a full-time shut-in at home. If his meals weren't brought to his room door, he wouldn't even eat.

Amy tried multiple times to patch things up and get him to leave his room, but all of her efforts failed. She started getting scared of what he might do to himself if he was left alone, so she ended up secretly installing hidden CCTV cameras in his room. Even though it invaded his personal privacy, it was the only way for her to rest easy.

It was routine for her now to secretly check up on her brother every day. After having a falling out with her parents, Amy decided to immerse herself in work and studies, hoping to one day hit big and take care of her brother herself.

It was when she had almost hit rock bottom, that she heard the rumour of a "Mark Walker" waiting outside the dean's office. Without a second thought, she rushed to find out if he was the same person, planning to take **** on her brother's behalf.

Her plan was simple. Feed him one of her failed d!rugs. And the first thing that came to her mind, was the muscle reducer d!rug, which was crudely based on estrogen and other hormone conentrates. While the **** worked well enough for women, for men it caused hormone imbalance, penile shrinkage and even promotion of female hormone production.

But even after she had him take the d!rug, Mark showed no sign of remorse. And when he did come back to see her, it was not out of wanting to apologise to Ben but for showcasing his happy relationship with his new girlfriend. At that moment she knew she had to take him down by another peg or two.

After lying that he needed to drink semen to counteract the previous d!rug, Amy slipped in another pill in the glass she gave to Mark. This was also a failed d!rug designed with the intention of helping kids eat vegetables and other food items that were not palatable.

The **** basically tricks the person into thinking that the very first food or taste they have after taking the pill is savoury. And the more they ate it, the tastier it became. While it was quite promising, the **** had two fatal flaws: addiction & permanent palate change. Although the addiction period was only for a short period of about 3 months, the favour developed towards that taste lasted forever.

Amy was hellbent on destroying his relationship with his girlfriend by turning him into a cumslut.

'I wonder how much he enjoys the taste of it now.' Amy thought.