Figuring it might not be as safe a bet to try it out with guys who could kick your ass, you still want to perfect this if it is real before you get your revenge. So you head to the gym.
Sure enough as you walk into the weight room there he is, Mr. Leo himself, smug bastard that stole your girl away promising her no sex until marriage. "Well, let's just see," you muse as you walk up to him while he is pushing the barbells up and down off his chest as he lays on the bench press.
He easily sets the weights on the stand and gives you the eye, "What you want?" he asks drawing a crowd around the pair of you already.
"I came here for your apology," you say to him.
"Apology," he says with that arrogant ass hole tone of his.
In an act of either fool hardiness or madness you grab his shoulders feeling the muscles bunch and move under his shirt. Stealing the last of your resolve you look him in the eyes and he looks at yours in anger and say to him, "You have an itch in your jock."
Pushing away from you he tears his shorts off, and then pulls down his jock staring at his cock buried in a mountain of hair. Soon he is digging at his cock scratching it and at the same time it is starting to grow.
"Your cock is burning," you say to him.
"What do I do, what do I do?" he screams looking at you with the most pathetic faces you have ever seen.
"Rub it on cool glass," you tell him.
He glances around and of course there is none in the gym room. "What glass" he bellows now in pure terror, digging and pulling on his now hard cock.
"The chemistry lab, quick go there and rub your cock on it," you order him.
Following a safe distance behind you see him make a bee line for the chemistry lab where your ex-girlfriend is with her seat right next to the window.
His buddies are laughing and hooting and yelling at him to come back as he approaches the window and you see the whole class turn their heads and watch as he humps the glass crying out in pain, his hard cock throbbing between him and the glass window.
To your amazement you hear his groan as he cums on the window with everyone watching as you leave him to his anguish and humiliation.
"Yes," you say to yourself, "I have the power," and you know a two-timing bitch who will pay for it now. |