Crushed

JD brushed his tousled dark curls out of his eyes and yelled at the opposing team:

"Next time, bring someone worth playing! You guys play like a bunch of girls!"

"Phil, come on, let's grab some lunch!".

JD addressed his friend, a well-built dark-skinned man with a crew cut and chiseled jawline.

"Can't Bro, I don't have any money!"

"Neither do I" The heavily-built six-foot-two quarter back grunted, "But I see someone that can help with that".

"Hey, give me 20 bucks..." JD yelled at a timid, mousy girl that happened to be passing the field. She had short, dark hair, and was wearing a black hoodie with the name of some obscure JPop band. It was at least a size too big for her, and hung down below her waist.

"Johnathan! That's my money, I need it for lunch and the bus fare!"

"Walk. Give me 20 bucks..."

"You are so mean!!!"

"Dude, that was harsh, isn't she like, your sister, or something?"

"Hell no. My dad is dating some Asian chick, and Kimmy is her daughter. We live together, that's all, she's nothing to me."

"Still though dude, she seems like a really nice girl, maybe you should lay off a little? I mean it can't be easy for her, living in a strangers house like that..."

"Phil, I don't want to hear this, alright? I can't stand that girl, she grinds my gears."

"Come on bro, she's not that bad! And she's kinda hot too, I wouldn't mind living with a girl like that!"

"Hot? Dude she's got tiny mosquito-bite tits and hair that looks like someone dropped a razor on her head! The sooner my dad chucks her mom and I can get back to my life the better. Now, are we going to go play, or sit here talking?"

"Alright Johnny, there's no need to yell at me too!"

"I told you before, it's not "Johnny" it's J-D. Johnny makes me sound like some kind of condom. No one calls me Johnny, got it?".

He and his best friend Phil grabbed a quick lunch at McDonald's, courtesy of their ill-gotten gains, before taking the bus home.

JD had just turned 18, and his dad was pressing him to pick a career, choose a college, "get serious about his life".

But JD couldn't care less.

He would never admit it, but he had always had everything handed to him. He was naturally good-looking, with an athletic body and movie-star features, and on the rare occasions when he applied himself, he could be intelligent too.

It's not that he was lazy, his performance on the football field proved that, it was more that he was aimless, he lacked direction, and his father had frustrated all attempts to impose this on his wayward son.

He didn't think about his future, and deep down, he hoped it would just sort itself out eventually.

"Phil, Come on, let's go to the beach" JD said.

It was dark when he got home. He and Phil had knocked back a few illicit beers on the beach and lost track of time.

He strolled into the kitchen, not quite drunk but getting there.

Kimmy and her mom, Emi, were sitting at the table. Kimmy sat with her moms arms around her. It was clear that she had been crying.

JD's dad, Steve stood near the door with a sour look on his face.

Steve was a stern-looking man with graying hair and a good physique. He was taller than JD, but much less broad. JD respected him once, but with his son as his only family now, Steve had lost his edge.

"Where have you been?" he glowered.

"Out" JD replied.

"Don't give me that! Out, out where? And what's this I hear about you stealing money from Kimmy earlier? She had to walk all the way home because she had no bus fare! Do you have any idea how dangerous that is? Anything could have happened!"

"Not my problem" JD shrugged, and opened the fridge.

"Don't you dare turn your back on me! We are going to sit down as a family and we're going to talk about this, now, sit!"

"Not gonna happen old man. I'm just grabbing a bite and then I'm meeting Phil."

"The hell you are! You're not going out again! In fact, you're grounded!"

"I'm 18 Dad, you can't ground me anymore. I'll see you tomorrow."

Without a care in the world, JD glanced sideways at Kimmy and her mom, and left as quickly as he had arrived.

Life went on, as it does, for six months.

JD finished school and, at his fathers behest, got a job as a trainer with a local football team.

He had even gotten himself a girlfriend, Sam. Adventurous and outgoing, she was a year older than JD. She was starting college in his town and was old enough to hit the bars without getting carded, she was a perfect match for him.

To his delight, Emi and his dad eventually split up. One night he heard raised voices and soft sobbing, and the next morning they were gone.

He never asked about it, but JD suspected it had something to do with him.

It was no secret that he hated living with Emi and Kimmy, and eventually, they just couldn't take it anymore.

JD's father barely spoke to him for a week, and for the first time, JD actually felt bad about it.

His dad really cared for Emi.

"Maybe I should have given her a chance" JD thought. "She really wasn't all that bad".

JD silenced his guilt the same way that he always did, by working out at the gym, or beating the guys at soccer practice.

Another six months went by.

JD's father convinced him to try out for a sports scholarship, to at least give him a chance at improving his future, but as usual, he flaked, and missed the deadline.

JD worked part-time as a personal trainer at the gym, but made barely enough money for gas.

Now he was 19, still living at home, and was going nowhere fast.

JD and Steve argued a lot, and as the days went by their relationship deteriorated.

Steve still blamed him for Emi leaving him, JD could feel it.

Steve had to make a choice between his son or his partner, and he did what any father would do, but he resented JD for it.

Any man would.

-

One night JD came home after training, and found the lights off.

He entered the darkened kitchen, and headed for the fridge, but jumped in fright as he saw a man sitting in the dark.

"Dad?" he said, startled.

Steve sat at the dinner table, a glass of scotch in his hands, a half empty bottle sitting next to it.

"Sit down" he said.

"There's been an accident".

"Emi and Kimmy... They were... On their way into town, and... A drunk driver... hit their car..."

"Fuck, dad, I'm sorry..."

Steve replied by draining his glass.

"At the last second, Emi turned the car so that the drunk collided with the drivers side first. She was killed. Kimmy survived." He continued.

A deafening silence hung in the air like a pall of darkness.

"She has no one. Kimmy I mean. Her whole family, is gone. Her dad died when she was little, and she never met the rest of her family, they're still in Japan. She can't go back there now, she doesn't even speak the language!

She was in the hospital for a week with a severe concussion, and then stayed at her moms place, alone, until they cut the power off. That's when she called me".

Steve took a swig of his whiskey, straight from the bottle this time.

"I've asked her to come and stay with us. Just until she finds her feet."

JD looked sullenly at the floor, but words failed him.

"JD, I'm only going to say this to you once, and once only... If you do anything, and I mean anything... to make that girl cry while she is here... I swear to god I will disown you, do you hear me?"

Steve's words were quiet, but spoke with more anger than a screaming crowd. JD had never seen such look in his father eyes, it shook him to his core.

"No, no, don't worry, I won't... I won't say anything..."

Steve took another swig of whiskey.

"Good" he said.

"She will be here tomorrow."

He left for his bedroom, taking the bottle with him.

-

The next morning, JD kept a low profile. His fathers silent rage still fresh in his minds eye.

He heard a car door closing, and the doorbell, then muffled voices.

Eventually, he could ignore his hunger no more, and he got up.

She wasn't in the kitchen, JD noticed with relief.

He quickly stole the leftover ham from the fridge, and whatever else looked fresh, and then made a break for his room.

She was standing right in front of him.

She was wearing the same black hoodie that he remembered, but this time, it somehow seemed to fit her better, like she had grown into it. Her short dark hair was in a pixie cut, and she had a few new loop earrings, but it wasn't her appearance that was different. It was something else about her...

"Oh, uh, Kimmy, hey, I'm... I'm really sorry for your loss..."

"She was an angel..." Kimmy was smiling, but it was a smile dripping with malice.

"What?"

"My mother. She was an angel, and you treated her like shit Johnny. Oh you don't like that name do you? You prefer "JD" because you're a real big shot? You like to be in charge around here? Well things will be different this time. You'll see."

JD stood astonished as Kimmy reached forward and grabbed the plate he was holding.

At that moment Steve walked in, lumbering under the weight of Kimmy's bags.

"Oh, Da-, I mean, I'm sorry, Steve! Those look heavy, maybe JD could help you?"

"Oh, I see you're up! How are you guys getting along?" Steve looked sternly at the flabbergasted JD.

Kimmy answered for him. "Oh he's been a perfect gentleman, he even made me a sandwich! Kimmy grinned, holding up the plate JD had made for himself."

"Ah, good, thank you JD, that was very kind of you! Now can you help me with these bags? They close on Emi's apartment tomorrow, so we had to move everything at once!"

Kimmy smirked at him as he went to help his father move the heavy bags. It seems that she had everything in the world in there, how long was she going to be staying?

"Oh! Be careful JD! That one has got all my panties in it!" Kimmy laughed as JD carried the bag to her room.

As he passed her in the hall, she leaned toward him and whispered:

"Bet you wish you had a few minutes alone with them, right, you dirty boy?"

JD dropped her bags off and returned to his room, shocked, humiliated, and hungry.

What had gotten into her? He wondered. She was never like that before... Maybe, with the accident, something had changed in her?

She certainly wasn't the same Kimmy that he knew.

"I will be spending a lot more time in my room this summer" JD thought, closing the door.

The next few days were awkward, but uneventful.

JD spend a lot of time out training, or hanging out with Sam, or alone in his room.

He saw Kimmy at breakfast, sometimes at dinner if he was home, and she shot him some strange glances.

At times they were hostile, this he expected.

Other times they were seductive, this he was not prepared for.

He thought he was seeing things, until one morning, at breakfast, he felt a hand slide under the table and firmly grasp his cock.

He almost knocked over the table in his struggle to stand up.

"Something wrong JD?" his father asked.

Kimmy just sat there, grinning from ear to ear.

"N, no, I'm just not hungry, that's all. See you guys later!" JD left his plate behind and almost ran to his bedroom.

"What was she doing?" Did she hate him, or was she... "into" him? It didn't make any sense...

As the athlete lay on his bed, his thoughts inevitably began to drift toward sex.

He would never have admitted it, but Kimmy's groping of his crotch had had a certain... predictable effect on his member, and he was now sporting a sizable tent in his tracksuit.

JD slowly slid his hand down his pants, and began to stroke himself, closing his eyes and feeling his dick harden even more at his touch.

It had been a day or so since he had last slept with Sam, and so JD felt himself quickly approaching climax.

He opened his eyes to search for a tissue to finish into, and saw Kimmy staring right at him. She was wearing a sand-coloured tank top and white cotton pants, and was standing with her arms crossed and a wry smile on her face.

"What the fuck??" he thought, and jumped to his feet, quickly removing his hand from his pants.

He stood up so quickly that his dick slapped audibly against his stomach.

"What the hell are you doing?" he shouted at her.

"You should probably lock your door" She said with a sultry grin.

"I've been thinking Johnny" Kimmy continued, walking toward JD as if she was a spider approaching a fly.

"You really need to treat me with some more respect".

"Bullshit I do. Get out of my room. Now".

"I don't think that's any way to talk to someone who can destroy your pathetic little life so easily..."

"Hah! You? How can you destroy my life? There's nothing you can do to me!"

"Oh really? Well how do you think your dad would react if he found out about those naked pics on your phone?"

"What naked pics?"

"These naked pics" she said, and with that, she pulled down her tank top, exposing her small but pert breasts and erect nipples, and snapped a photo with her phone.

"You know your dad has spyware on your phone, right?"

"What? Wha, I mean, yeah, so?" JD was still reeling from seeing Kimmy's breasts, and stammered a response while trying to conceal his hardening dick.

She was, however, right. Steve had caught him looking up porn a few months ago, and had installed a spyware app on his phone, anything he sent, or received, could be accessed by his father.

"So, let's say I send you this" Kimmy's eyes glowed, and her smile widened into an evil grin he had never seen before as her finger hovered over JD's name in her phone's contacts.

"Then I tell him you blackmailed me into sending it. You said if I didn't you'd tell your dad you didn't want me here anymore, and he'd send me away. Then I'd be all alone. Alll aloneee..."

She cried. The bitch actually cried real tears as she acted out this bizarre pantomime.

"What do you think he'd do then Johnny?"

JD's heart pounded and his chest sank in defeat as he realized the seriousness of his situation.

"He'd... disown me... Throw me out of the house... I'd never see him again... "

"It's worse than that Johnny" Kimmy continued. "Your car is still in his name too, right? Not to mention your inheritance, how much do you make at the gym? A few bucks an hour? Face it, you're a grown man who still depends on his daddy!" Kimmy grinned.

"So, should I send the photos? Or are you ready to treat me with a little more respect?"

"What... do you want?" JD's eyes bored a hole in the floor in front of him. He was too broken even to meet her ever-deepening smile.

"Well, it was hard for me and mom, before we met your dad. Always a new town, always a new place. I never got to... socialize with the... male gender..." Kimmy seemed to lick her lips seductively.

"What do you mean?" JD replied.

"I mean get naked dufus. I got a lot of catching up to do!"

-

"You what? I am not taking my pants off in front of a girl!" JD replied indignantly.

"What, you'd prefer to take them off in front of a guy?" She replied. "I didn't know you swung that way".

"What? No! No, that's not what I mean, I mean, we live together, your mom dated my dad, it's... weird..."

"So, what I'm hearing is "Sure Kimmy, press send, I want my dad to see that I have nude pictures of your lover's 18 year old daughter on my phone""

"Don't you dare! That would kill him!" JD growled.

"Kill him? I had to survive losing a parent, maybe it would teach you a lesson if you did too!"

Kimmy had that evil, malicious look in her eyes again. She was beyond reason, anyone could see that.

JD removed his t-shirt, and then slowly pulled down his tracksuit bottoms, revealing his tight white underwear, and his now mostly soft penis, making a bulge in the fabric.

"Oooh, I like..." Kimmy cooed admiring JD's muscled physique and toned abs.

"Well, don't keep me in suspense!" Kimmy jumped onto the edge of JD's bed like a cat, and rested her head in her hands like she was taking in a show.

"Kimmy..."

"Johnny, we've been through this: either you do what you're told you I destroy your life. It's your choice".

JD slowly slid his boxers down around his ankles, and stood in front of Kimmy, totally naked. He tried to cover his nudity with his hands, but she wouldn't even allow him this mercy.

"Move your damn hands, you're covering the good bits!"

JD reluctantly complied.

"Haha, it's fucking tiny!"

"I can't believe you were always such a dick to me when that's what you've got between your legs!"

Truthfully, JD's penis was about average, but Kimmy knew that all guys are insecure about their cocks.

JD's cheeks burned with shame, and he said nothing. His arms inched slowly towards his manhood, desperate to cover it from Kimmy's glare.

"Leave your hands where they are!" She roared.

Then he heard a click. Then another.

She was taking pictures of him!

"Kimmy, what the hell are you doing?"

"These will come in handy if I ever need more blackmail material" She replied.

"And maybe also for... personal use too" She grinned.

"So, what's it like having sex with that little thing? I bet your girlfriend can't even feel it in her!" She taunted.

"Hey, it's not small!" JD found the words to defend himself. "It's just that I'm... you know, soft right now... It gets much bigger when I'm... well you know..."

"You know what? Why are you talking like you can't speak English? All right, if you want to prove your manhood, get it up for me"

JD gulped. He hadn't anticipated THAT reaction, but he didn't dare question her again.

He began to stroke himself.

A beep from Kimmy's phone indicated that she had started recording a video.

JD continued to stimulate himself slowly, but since he wasn't the least bit aroused, his penis failed to respond.

Kimmy giggled. "Having some problems super-stud?" she laughed, making sure to keep JD's face and genitals in the frame of her phones camera, for maximum humiliation.

"No! I... It's just I usually jerk off to porn..."

"Oh, why do you have to whine about everything? Here." Kimmy put down her phone for a moment, and whipped off her tank top. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her fit, firm, breasts sprang free immediately.

She resumed filming on her phone as JD's penis instantly rose to full hardness.

"There we go, looks like little Johnnie is coming out to play!" Kimmy taunted JD, enjoying every moment of his humiliation.

"Like I said, that's a tiny cock. What is it, 5, 6 inches?"

"It's 6.1, that's average!"

"JD, I'm a girl, I've seen a lot more cocks than you, in pictures at least, and I'm telling you, that thing is tiny."

Again, she was lying, but she needed JD to be broken psychologically so that he would be more compliant.

"Now, jerk off for me" She demanded.

"Are you fucking serious? I am not jerking off in front of you!"

"Ugh, fine, have it your way." Kimmy glanced at her phone's screen, pressed a button, and then put the device back in her pocket.

"What did you do?" JD said, his voice cracking with apprehension.

Then his phone beeped, showing that he had a new message. Frantically, he grabbed it, and immediately saw Kimmy's small, round breasts greeting him in his inbox.

"Fuck!" he roared, and hit the delete button as fast as his fingers would move.

"It won't work, I can just send more" Kimmy shrugged.

"Maybe now. Maybe in a hour or two, maybe tomorrow, you'll never know when, and sooner or later, daddy will find out."

JD opened his mouth to yell, but one look at her smug grin took the words from him.

He knew, in that moment, he was beaten. Kimmy owned him now, she was holding all the cards. There was nothing he could do but obey.

He grabbed his dick and began to stroke. Kimmy smiled from ear to ear, and switched her phones camera back on.

"Good boy." She cooed. "Make your little dick cum for Kimmy."

He hated her. Hated what she was making him do, and especially, hated how turned on he was getting.