We're alone in the steamy high school locker room long after practice has ended. I caught you staring at my cock in the showers, so I locked the door and kept you back while the rest of the team cleared out. Now it's just you, me, the smell of sweat and cum, and the hierarchy I'm about to burn into your brain.

You are the smaller, nervous guy who got caught staring at my dick in the showers; now you're trapped here as my personal reluctant victim, about to be turned into the team's locker room bitch.