At Shane's Mercy

The brothers were good flatmates when it came to paying rent and buying groceries. They were both into healthy food for muscle building and fitness.

Neither put much effort into cleaning and both dumped their laundry on me. I tried dumping their laundry back into their rooms but it was always returned.

Eventually, I decided to just do theirs as well as mine. Otherwise, my room would smell like a locker room.

Sorting through the laundry, I learnt to distinguish between their odours. Shane's smell was heavier. He used steroids and muscle supplements and only showered weekly.

Both of them used their dirty white gym socks as cum rags.

Shane was obsessed with his body, always training, flexing, posing, snapping himself, and posting online. He used his site as a way to pick up girls and loved to brag about it: 'girls like muscles, ya know, with a bod like this I'm in'

He had no shortage of girls. Practically every night he was having sex. Sometimes with the same girl for a few weeks, but often with a stranger, he met online.

His routine was to get pumped and unload. When he couldn't unload roid rage set in.

About a month after I moved in he was shouting down the phone at some girl. I guessed she cut him off when he punched the wall and shouted 'fuck'.

I saw him go into the kitchen and grab a beer. He was only wearing a towel around his waist and his white ankle socks. I guessed he was waiting naked in his room for her and was now pissed off.

I was just out of the shower and naked when Shane bounded into my room: 'did you hear that? bitch was supposed to be here, we agreed, big sex session lined up, now she's saying no'

Shane didn't want to hear my reply he was too busy shouting.

I grabbed his arm to stop him from doing more damage. He caught me in a rear-naked choke.

Locked into his forearm and bulging bicep, I was fading fast. I could feel him drop his towel and force his cock into my ass from behind as he pushed me onto the bed.

Shane was on top, his hairy legs wrapped over mine, his cock inside me. He was riding me and choking me. His cock thickened and pulsed as it plowed its way into me.

He was breathing heavily into my ear 'fucking bitch, no one fucks with me'

With each of Shanes's vigorous thrusts into my ass, my cock hardened. Shane was riding me and causing me to cum on the bed.

At the same time, he was working the chokehold, applying enough pressure to control me, to force me to submit, and to beg for mercy.

Shane forced two loads out of me. I was exhausted when he pulled out.

'Not wasting my cum in your ass'

Shane was now sitting on my ass. He grabbed the sock off his right foot and pushed it over my face.

' Suck? wait it's not ready ha'

He was bouncing up and down on me and from the slapping sound and smell, I guessed he was jerking himself.

His ass bouncing on mine and the smell of his cum release caused me to cum again.

I felt his forearm tighten under my chin as he jolted me up.

'you're going to love this, my special camel clutch variation'

His bicep tightened into the left side of my neck while he forced his cum filled ankle sock into my mouth. Then with both hands pulling under my chin, he locked on the camel clutch.

' this is going to be fun, we're only getting going pal'