“Allright dude, let’s start the training. Get into the corner. Stay.”Though two ye

“Allright dude, let’s start the training. Get into the corner. Stay.”Though two years older than Ryan, Tim followed his command without hesitation. “And if you don’t want to be accidentally hurt again, then this time you better stay still like a good boy.” Ryan snarled before he threw the first punches at Tim’s body. Tim would take them although he knew it wouldn’t make a difference. No matter what he said, Ryan would always punch him in the face a few times for good measure right before he was done “just because", and this time was no exception.It had started with the two of them trying to pass some time. Tim knew that Ryan was learning how to box, and accepted when he offered to show him some basic moves. But Tim didn’t feel like he was doing too well and Ryan quickly got fed up with him. “Goh dude, this is rdiculous. You really don’t know how to move your body at all. Come on you wuss.“ Before he would even get a chance to unleash his frustration in a sharp response, Ryans fist hit him square in the face. Surprised by the quickness and the impact of the punch Tim went down with a quick but audible wince, just to see Ryan stand over him looking down in disbelief. “See, I told you. I wasn’t even trying and you just put your face in the way of my fist. Would almost be funny, but since you’re trying so hard it’s actually just sad.“Things quickly deteriorated from there. Determined to stand his ground, Tim got up and tried to prove Ryan wrong. But no matter what he did he found himself down on the floor again and again in no time. “Looks like even the absolute basics are too much for you.“ Ryan said with noticeable contempt. That’s when he had him stand in the corner for the first time. “Now, the only thing that could save YOU in a fight is to learn how to TAKE punches. Because you can’t move for shit and you hit like a girl. But don’t you worry little man, I’ll teach you how to take it.“ he chuckled. To Tim’s acute embarassment Ryan wouldn‘t even let him answer before beginning to pummel him. “Take it like a man, this will only make you stronger.” he chuckled.Now Tim was woozy from the usual couple of jabs against his head that Ryan had thrown in right before the end. His face red with shame he knelt in front of Ryan, as usual thanking him for the training session by kissing his gloved fists. His neighbor smugly looked down at him as Tim debased himself again and couldn’t supress a contemptuous chuckle. “Look dude, I really don’t want to be too harsh on you, especially since you’re this sad and pathetic and all, but I really need to speak on that deal you have with my parents.” Upon snipping his finger Tim meekly removed Ryans boxing gloves, and put them down on the floor. His hands now free, Ryan took Tim by his left ear, made him follow him to his television on his knees, and sat down in a chair right in front of him. “I know my parents already paid you. Give me the money.“ he ordered. He patiently watched Tim squirm for a few seconds but wasn’t really surprised to see him take out his wallet and hand him the two bills. Not taking them immediately, Ryan decided to raise his finger in the air and lecture his neighbor a bit, having him extend his arm longer than necessary. “That’s right, young man. You don’t deserve any of this, because you’ve done a pisspoor job. Look at you! What kind of a babysitter are you supposed to be?? You’re not in control. You’re so much not in control that I just spent the last two hours using you as my personal punching bag. And then you ended up thanking me for it on your knees. Pa-the-tic!! Hahaha…”After a while of laughing at his overpowered opponent, Ryan got kind of tired of his game. Pushing Tim around was always fun, but he was such a passive pushover that dominating him felt like wrestling with a 10-year old and he got tired of it for now. But there was still a point he needed to drive home. He sternly pointed towards the floor right in front of his socked feet. “Lay down on your back, wimp.” he ordered arrogantly and watched Tim comply. “That’s right, keep your arm extended. keep offering me that money that you don’t deserve. Haha. Now look at me, weakling. Tell me: who is the only man in this house??!” he sneered. “You are the only man in this house…“ “That is: You are the only man in this house master, wimp!!” Ryan insisted arrogantly.“You are the only man in this house mmmmmmpppff!! mmmmmmmmmmmppf…” was all Tim could say before Ryan put the heel of his left foot on his mouth and tightly sealed his lips. He would now continue the lesson he had begun teaching him during boxing. A real man has an animalistic core. He knows how to fight. And he doesn’t smell like a little bitch. “Yeah, that’s obvious, wimp.” he answered, his voice dripping of contempt, as he pulled the toes of his right foot back, deliberately pushed the sole into Tim’s face and contently watched him squirm and shiver as he slowly rubbed it all over his nose. “Now think about that. Think about how obvious it is, while your face is serving as a stool for my filthy feet. Smell them! Smell my giant feet, and shut up. I’m done with you, wimp.” Ryan had not showered in two days, and he knew that after the boxing lesson he gave Tim his feet had to stink beyond belief. And now Tim had to lay still and inhale all of it. One last time he looked down at the older guy still holding out his hand with the babysitting-money Ryan would take from him, helplessly trapped under his smelly black socks and weakly mumbling into the heel of his left foot. He chuckled smugly at the pathetic sight, then he grabbed the remote and his playstation controller. His parents would be back in 3 hours at the earliest. Plenty of time for him to relax and for Tim to get used to his manly stink. And In the next moment he was with his video game and forgot all about the boy beneath his feet, and no amount of snivelling or mumbling would change that. -- source link

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