Be Mean (Gain Cruelty)

Obviously, Ryan is naked when he walks into the locker room. The loser's nude walk of shame is a part of the competition, after all. He sits down on a bench as far from you as possible, but you're not about to let him off that easily.

"What made you think you could compete with the big boys, anyway?" You ask, approaching him, just as naked as he is.

Ryan shrugs. "Just wanted to try my best, man."

You smirk. "Your best sucked. The only thing champion-quality about you is your ass."

Ryan blushes, but doesn't say anything, looking for his clothing in the lockers so he can make a quick escape.

"You're not gonna leave without a shower, are you?" You ask, and he freezes up.

"N-no. Guess not."

Grabbing Ryan's arm, you haul the other naked young man to the showers, where you turn on a single nozzle and set about scrubbing his body. He's confused, but he doesn't protest. You give him a wry half-smile. "Gotta scrub the scent of 'loser' off of you."

He hangs his head, but jolts upright as you pin him against the tile wall. "Admit it. You're a loser."

"I'm... I'm a loser." He responds, not meeting your eyes.

"And I want everyone to know it." You respond, hungering for total conquest of Ryan's dignity. "When you walk out of these showers, pick up your jockstrap from the laundry hamper and hang it up on the front of my locker."

"I'm-I'm not doing that! That wasn't part of the-!"

You grab him by the dick, and he abruptly loses his train of thought.

"You're gonna part with your masculinity today one way, or another." You bite back at him. You begin stroking his cock. "I can jack you off right here, and you can't stop me. Ask yourself what's worse; the guy who kicked your ass getting to spray the shower walls with your cum while you moan like a bitch? Or just hanging up your jockstrap like a good little boy?"

He's getting hard, and starting to struggle. "Please, Riley! Please, don't..." He gasps. He's straight, and you know it. You know that this is an affront to his masculinity.

He lasts only a moment longer. "Fine! Fine! I'll hang up my jock! You win! Now let go of my dick!" He whines, and you comply. You press on his erection and let it bounce back up to remind him of the control you had over him.

He leaves the shower. You finish up and leave a few minutes later, and Ryan's jockstrap is hanging from your locker for all to see.