Nice Guys Finish Last

Hello! For those of you who are unfamiliar with this series, it began as a femdom story between the main character, Phillip, and his bully, Julia. It started in high school, but they are in college now. She has told him several times to leave him alone, but now that he has a girlfriend, they seem to keep gravitating towards each other.

Thanks to Chief Hal for proofreading.

Chapter 12

Embarrassingly enough, I was on a non-stop masturbation spree, since having my first dose of actual intercourse with Julia. I hadn't seen her since that night, nor did we exchange any further sexts. But with those images now in my head, as well as those photos on my phone, I had more than enough material to last me throughout the rest of the winter break.

Yes, I should be ashamed to admit such things, but my jerking off sessions were incredible since that night. I was so used to my bully doing humiliating acts to me. Sure, she forced me to have sex with her that night, but that was a much easier pill to swallow than the stuff she normally did to me.

Though it had been an active break for me, there was another person I hadn't spoken to much as of late. Tina, my actual girlfriend, had also been pretty wishy-washy with me. She probably responded even less than Julia did, which was pretty surprising, considering the way she treated me in person.

With only a few days left before we started our second semester, I once again I found myself alone with my own thoughts, as well as the pictures on my phone. Of course, I had issues with my own morality, considering I had a girlfriend, but it was yet another night that I had decided to give in to temptation, and masturbated to the thought of Julia forcing me down and riding me in the passenger seat of her car.

It normally didn't take very long to get me off. I just needed a few tugs, and I could look at those selfies she sent me in the underwear she wore that night. However, I was a few seconds into what was sure to be another quick session when I was interrupted...

The screen on my phone went from showing an image of Julia in her panties to an incoming call screen. Surprisingly, it was Tina, of all people, my girlfriend, who I had barely spoken to since winter break started.

I can't even begin to describe how awkward that was. After answering the call, it was Tina I was speaking to, but I was lying in bed with my hand around my shaft, and she wasn't the one I was thinking about. I mean, I was glad she called, but... if only she could have waited a few more seconds...

"What are you up to, babe?" her cute voice asked, reminding me how sweet she could sound. I swear, I hadn't heard her talk to me like that in weeks. It brought a smile to my face and reminded me of why I liked her in the first place.

"Um... nothing..." I answered nervously. "Just playing... video games..."

"Oh, that's so cool!" she responded with a little chuckle. I didn't know what had gotten into her, but she was being incredibly pleasant. She even added, "I wish I was there playing video games with you."

"You would want to do that?" I asked. "I never thought you cared for video games."

"I can always try it. Anything sounds fun...as long as it's with you."

At first, I was a bit skeptical. There were plenty of things I had suggested that she didn't care for. Even on our first date, when we went bowling, she made it clear that she thought it was a stupid idea.

I really didn't know what was up with her, but she sounded so giddy and happy over the phone. Perhaps she had turned over a new leaf, and just missed me so badly that the idea of doing anything together sounded fun. Whatever her reasons, I was truly grateful in that moment to call a cute girl like her my girlfriend.

We chatted just a bit longer, not really talking about anything important. To be honest, I should have probably just called that a win, but I decided to ask why we hadn't talked that much over the break.

Nonchalantly, she answered, "Oh, I've just been busy with the family. You know how things can get, right?"

"Yeah," I responded for some reason, despite not fully agreeing with her answer. I guess I just wanted to play it cool and be understanding, instead of one of those controlling boyfriends.

We then said our goodbyes, but before she hung up, Tina left me with a very sweet message. "Well, sorry I haven't been responding as much as usual, but I just wanted to say that I missed you, and I can't wait for another fun semester together."

I was completely red in the face as I responded, "I miss you so much and I can't wait to see you!" We then got off the phone, ending our enticing three minute and twenty-four second conversation.

Unfortunately, after putting my phone down, I wasn't able to bask in the glory of having a sweet girlfriend waiting for me once I got back to college. When the screen changed back to what I was looking at before the call started, I, of course, caught a glimpse of Julia in her panties again, which was also a great reminder that I was naked with my dick was still in my hand.

Suddenly, I was filled with guilt, as the reality of what was going on finally dawned on me. Sure, Tina hadn't been communicating with me very much, but that didn't mean she deserved to be cheated on. And not only did I have sex with Julia, my bully, but I had also been masturbating to her.

I still had a grip on my cock, but it was no longer hard, and I definitely didn't have the urge to start over again. Instead, I just dropped my hand and allowed my flaccid member to flop down on my body. I was embarrassed, not only of the things I had done, but of the person I had become. Tina didn't deserve this, so it was time for me to finally take one of Julia's offers to break ties with each other.

It ended up being another sleepless night for me, as I tossed and turned, struggling with my own morality. There was an impending conversation I needed to have with Julia, and I wasn't sure how she was going to take it. More importantly, I didn't even know how I felt about it, if I was being completely honest with myself.

***

A couple of days passed, and I decided I had dragged my feet long enough. It was now the final day before heading back to campus, and yet, I still hadn't managed to talk to Julia. I sent her a few texts, and she responded each time, but I never found the courage to say, "I want to have a conversation with you."

Finally, it was do or die for me. I couldn't let this go on any longer. School was about to start and I was going to be Tina's boyfriend again. I couldn't allow this dark cloud of infidelity to follow me back to campus. That just wasn't the guy I wanted to be.

With a little courage, I decided to stop tiptoeing around the situation. I grabbed the phone and I called Julia's number; something that was pretty rare for me. She didn't answer at first, but I called back a few more times, like a stalker, until she finally answered.

Eventually, Julia picked up the phone. "God damn it, Phillip!" she exclaimed, bringing a smile to my face. "I just went on a little run and I have ten missed calls from you. Did you miss me that much, you little pervert?!"

Our conversation started so abruptly that I had almost completely forgotten what to say. "Uh, Julia... I'm sorry for bothering you... I just wanted to talk..."

"Talk about what?! Are you horny again or something?! You need me to come over and get your rocks off so you can calm the fuck down?!"

"No, Julia... it's not that... I seriously just wanted to talk..."

"Talk? To me?" she asked, sounding a bit more understanding. "What did you want to talk about? What's wrong?"

A moment of silence went by as I gathered myself. It wasn't just courage that I needed in that moment; I also needed to face the reality that Julia had given me so many opportunities to never see her again, and at this point, there had to be more to it than her hating me.

With a deep breath, I simply explained, "You were right. You've given me opportunities, and have even demanded that I stop talking to you, but I always end up running into you or sending you a text message. I think it's time I finally stop."

There was a long pause from her end. "Really, Phillip? What makes you say that?"

I was completely thrown off that she would even question the chance to have me out of her life. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I've been telling you not to talk to me for a long time now. What makes you suddenly want to take my advice?"

A few seconds passed by as I collected my thoughts. Gritting my teeth, I admitted, "It just doesn't feel right. I have a really nice girlfriend, and it isn't fair to her. She demanded I delete your photos, and I couldn't. The fact that I'm still talking to you, and doing some of the things we've done together... is so terrible on my part..."

"Okay, Phillip," she responded in a surprisingly pleasant tone. I almost felt I was off the hook, like I had done a good job. That was until she giggled and asked, "What exactly did you mean by some of the things we've done together?"

Coming to a complete stop, I furrowed my eyebrows for a second, wondering how she could be confused. "I mean, like... some of the stuff... we've done..."

"Like what? You mean, how you went to my swim meet?"

"No, not that... Well, I kept that a secret from her too... but I mean..."

"Oh, you mean when I gave you date advice?" she interrupted once again. "She wants all your ideas to be original, right? Got it. So, no more advice from me."

"No, it's not that either!" I responded, growing frustrated. "I mean... like... do you remember what else you did before my date?"

"Ummm... I told you to take a shower. Was that bad advice?"

"That wasn't bad advice," I started, before taking a deep gulp. "But you didn't just tell me to shower... You got in the shower with me..."

Suddenly, the memories of that eventful evening came flooding back to me. It wasn't what I was specifically talking about, but now, having an image in my head of Julia in the shower with me was giving me an erection... It was embarrassing, and quite distracting, while in the middle of a semi-breakup conversation.

As if that wasn't bad enough, Julia started talking to me in that seductive voice she liked to use. I hadn't heard it in so long... I struggled not to squirm. "Oh, yeah... I showered with you... and I

washed

you... didn't I?"

"Yes..."

"I remember that now... You were kissing me so hard while I was rubbing your nipples with my soapy hands. I've never seen anyone so desperate before..."

"Okay, that's not the point..." I whimpered.

"Do you know what else I enjoyed during that shower?" she interrupted once again.

"No... What...?"

"I remember you were jerking off with soap, and you couldn't finish yourself, so I had to do it for you. Do you remember that?"

"Um... I guess..."

"And then I stuck my finger in your ass and rubbed your tight little rim. You liked it so much, you blasted cum all over the walls."

"Okay, I remember!" I shouted in complete frustration. Out of nowhere, I was back to my usual pathetic self, in the middle of this very important conversation. While I was trying to be a good boyfriend to Tina, Julia was giving me a massive erection while bringing up some of the most embarrassing moments of my life.

"How about the time I

spanked

you?" she continued, furthering my journey down humiliation road.

My face was now completely red. "Which time?! You spanked me a bunch of times..."

"Mmm... I think the first one was my favorite. You were so surprised... and embarrassed. You struggled pretty hard, but it wasn't that difficult to hold you down and pop your little cheeks. I am way stronger than you, after all, you naughty little boy."

The further we delved into our sexcapades, the more difficult it became for me to run away from this conversation. And the more embarrassing moments she brought up, the harder it was for me to face the fact that this was all coming to an end. But still, she continued... and I sat there on the phone listening... while stroking myself lightly.

"Oh, and how about the time I made you wear my booty shorts? Oh my God, you were so adorable... You sat on my lap like my good little boy."

"Julia... please stop..." I moaned.

"I even remember the first time you unloaded all over me. I got mad, and you were so humiliated! I still can't believe how much cum can come out of such a small dick."

"Sorry... but you don't have to keep bringing these moments up..."

"One of my favorites was when we were practicing kissing, and you started jerking off without me even knowing. The next thing I knew, the back of my head was all sticky from your gooey cum. I had to take a shower to get your thick load out of my hair."

"Sorry... about that too..."

"Wait... Speaking of your small dick... didn't we used to have a nickname for it?" she playfully asked. "It was... something... Do you remember?"

Julia wasn't even there, and she still had me on my knees. I could have hung up at any time, but instead, I sat there and allowed her to humiliate me.

Worst of all, once she asked me about that embarrassing nickname, my weakness truly showed, and I desperately answered, "It was Little Phil..."

Once again, I heard that old familiar laugh; the one Julia would give me when she knew I was defenseless. Admitting that nickname to her was more than a sign of how good my memory was; it was me giving into her tormenting once again, and accepting how pitiful I truly was.

"Little Phil..." she started in such a seductive tone. "I haven't used that name in so long. I kind of miss it. Does Little Phil miss me?"

My dick was practically throbbing from the way she was talking to me. It was unfair. I hated her when she was like this, but it was like she had cast a spell over me; one that made my penis as hard as a rock.

"Yes..." I reluctantly admitted, as I stroked myself just a bit faster.

I could practically hear her licking her lips. "Well, that's too bad," she teased with yet another giggle. "Because even though Little Phil wants me, it sounds like we're never going to see each other again."

My voice became desperate. "Julia... please don't act like this..."

"Act like what?" she innocently asked. "I'm just trying to grant your wish, since you never want to see me again."

"Julia... it's not that I don't want to see you..."

"Then what is it, my little pervert? Are you feeling a bit confused because Little Phil is doing the thinking for you?"

I continued to stumble over my own words. "No... um... it's just..."

"Well, I have an idea," she interrupted in a confident tone. "I actually agree with you about not doing this anymore. But since you're thinking with your little dick instead of your brain, we should take care of your problem one last time so you can get the closure Little Phil needs."

"One last time...? The closure Little Phil needs?"

"Yeah, why not? Don't act like you're some kind of saint. What does one more time hurt?"

"One more time to do what?"

"What do you think?" she asked, laughing at me like I was a complete idiot. "One more time... to

fuck...

"

God, the way she said "fuck" sent a jolt through my boner. I was practically on the edge of an orgasm just thinking about being inside her one last time.

It was obviously a stupid decision, but she was right; at this point, what would one more time really hurt in the grand scheme of things?

Without any more convincing, I put my head down in shame and answered, "Okay... one more time..."

My bully laughed yet again. "I knew it... You're so weak."

"What?! Why did you say that?"

"It's nothing. Just meet me at my house tomorrow night. Nobody will be here except us, so we can get it all out of your system."

"Get it all out of my system?" There was something about it that made my heart race. This whole thing was demeaning and made me feel like a terribly immoral person. But still, the idea of getting it "all out of my system" made this sound like an action-packed experience that would leave me satisfied for a lifetime.

It was stupid to be excited about this, but I couldn't help it. And if I was being completely honest, when it came to sex, no one could satisfy my deepest darkest secrets like my evil bully could...

Then, as if I wasn't desperate enough for her, Julia left me with one final message before hanging up. "I'll see you tomorrow, Little Phil. I'm going to play with myself tonight while imagining you inside me."

My dick was throbbing so hard, I couldn't help but throw my hands around it so I could release the frustration that had been building up inside me. With only a few tugs, I shot out a thick stream of my cum, leaving an embarrassing mess all over myself.

I was breathing heavily, but I was relieved that my animal instincts had been calmed. Still, as pleasurable as it was, I was twitching in anticipation, knowing this was nothing compared to what Julia would do to me the next day.

***

After what felt like an eternity, the time had come for me to drive over to Julia's house, for what we agreed would be our final time together. It was odd, but I was looking forward to it. Saying goodbye was something that just had to be done, but I was at a point where I could admit I actually enjoyed seeing her... just because of the sex...

Was I skeptical? Yes. Things never went exactly as planned when it came to Julia, but I suppose I deserved to be treated like shit this time around. She was going to do whatever she wanted to me, and no matter how embarrassing it was, I was going to enjoy it because it was our last chance... Our grand finale...

I texted her, "I'm here," but I didn't get a response. Admittedly, I had showed up pretty early, since I was thinking with my dick instead of my brain, but I still became antsy when she didn't text me back, so I walked up to the door and knocked.

After knocking several times, ringing her doorbell, and even calling her phone, Julia finally opened the door. Despite the annoyed look on her face, she was absolutely gorgeous. I was instantly erect, just as I was every other time I was with her.

Wearing a simple t-shirt with shorts, and with her hair tied up, she asked, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Intimidated by her in all ways, her beauty, her size, her anger, I stepped backwards and apologized. "Sorry... I texted but you didn't answer..."

"I was in the shower," she responded, rolling her eyes. "Besides... you're early."

"Yeah, I am... I apologize..."

She shook her head and chuckled in disbelief. "You get so needy when you're horny..."

I raised my eyebrows. "Really? I'm needy?"

"Just come inside."

As I followed her in, I couldn't help but notice that something was different about her. Maybe it was because she had just gotten out of the shower, but she seemed so pure for some reason; like she wasn't putting up a wall.

My pace started to slow, and Julia got further and further ahead of me.

Is this something I really want to do?

I finally asked myself.

I want to have sex with her... but if this is our final time... that means...

Before I could finish that thought, I realized she was staring at me from right outside of her bedroom. "Are you ready?" she asked, opening the door for me.

I was a bit thrown off by how monotone she sounded. Like I had done on a few occasions in the past, I wondered to myself,

Is this the true Julia?

We stepped inside, and I expected her to attack me like she normally did. I was sad, but also erect. I guess I was just confused, sort of like I always was whenever we were together.

Instead, however, she just stared at me with a blank face. "So how do you want to do this?"

"How do I want to do this? What do you mean?"

"I mean, this is our last time. I figured you should pick what you want."