I struggled to process what he had just told me. He had known? He had known and then he had sat and had coffee this morning with his best friend and then he had come in here and fucked me. Fucked me knowing what I had done. What the fuck.
"What do you mean you knew?" I asked, my voice shaky.
"Yeah, I mean I knew he was going to fuck you to be honest. It is just what he is like and I just kind of accepted it."
"Sorry Chris but I do not understand. I do not understand how you can be so blasé about this."
"Babe, honestly don’t worry about it."
"No you need to explain because this is blowing my mind. I thought you would kill me, or throw me out or, well I thought I had ruined everything."
He looked at me with a kind of exasperated look on his face.
"Alright. So you know I have known Oliver since college right. Well the bit you do not know is he has a track record of doing this. It started at college. Whenever he would break up with a girl he would end up fucking the guy I was seeing. The first time it happened I came back to our room after a late study session and found him balls deep in the twink I was seeing at the time. As you can imagine I exploded and was kicking off but he was utterly calm, in fact I do not think he even missed a stroke. He just looked at me and said hey bud, just needed to blow off some steam and I knew you wouldn’t mind if I borrowed your hole. Honestly his response totally disarmed me and I didn’t really know how to respond from there. It was like he was borrowing my laptop charger or something. I just kind of stood there watching him pound out my boyfriend and honestly the noises coming from that twink and the look on his face, I had never made him feel that good and yeah honestly it was kind of hot watching this big straight stud fucking. The sweat running off his body, his ass clenching and relaxing as he drove into that sloppy hole."
"When we talked about it later I asked if that meant he was gay and he just looked at me so confused, like he could not understand why I was asking the question. Then like a week later he had another girl on the go. Utterly bizarre."
"Then maybe six months later it happened again, he broke up with some other girl and I was seeing a jock on the baseball team and I came back to the room and found my boyfriend begging him to fuck his slutty fag pussy and shoving his ass back on Olly's dick like he was absolutely desperate. He was loving it so much he did not even hear me come in and that time it was just the same. Olly even high-fived me and complimented me on finding such a hungry slut for dick. He obviously enjoyed that hole because I found him fucking him on two other occasions."
"One time when I was seeing Tim, this really cute guy from my Pol Sci class, Olly and I were both laid on our beds in the room and he turned to me and was like bro since I broke up with Jess I am so horny so I have texted Tim and asked him to come over. Might be easier if you give me the room for an hour to drain my balls. The crazy thing is I did. I left so he could fuck my boyfriend."
"Look I know it is a weird situation I get that I do but I am also kind of used to it and it doesn’t really bother me. He doesn’t do it maliciously I don’t think. I think when he is feeling a bit low or vulnerable or his self confidence has taken a knock after a breakup he does it to boost himself back up. He gets off on the way gay guys, and honestly in particular bottoms go nuts for him, his body, his dick, and how he can just use them like a complete hole. Not sure why he cannot go out and find his own guys but look I made my peace with it years ago."
"Anyway so when he asked to stay here I knew what would happen. It was going to happen whether I wanted to or not. I do not mean this in a cruel way to you either because I am not denying your agency but the truth is Olly has this kind of electric magnetism to him that people just cannot resist so you should not be ashamed that you gave in to that."
"Last night when we were out he had this look in his eye and I knew he was going to fuck you that night and he was going to do it whether I was there or not, and I was not sure I wanted to see that so I left."
"The thing is though I woke up when you guys got home and I heard him fucking you and honestly listening to you moan and beg for it was one of the sexiest things I have ever experienced. I could just picture your beautiful face contorted in pleasure as he dragged over your prostate and the way your hole would be clamping down on him and I genuinely had one of the best wanks of my life to listening to you both. I have been so horny since that I just had to fuck you this morning."
I had just laid there listening to all this in growing bafflement frankly. I could not believe what I was hearing, it was one of the most insane things I’d heard in my entire life and. Nor was I sure if I should be angry, like I had been pimped out by my boyfriend or whether I was turned on by it. The whole thing was just crazy.
He leaned in and kissed me.
"Look babe it is weird but let’s just roll with it okay. I don’t care. It doesn’t change things between us. I love you and you are the sexiest guy I have ever met so it is hardly surprising Olly wants you too and if he needs to fuck you to get over his ex well then I say you might as well enjoy that dick."
I blushed. "You are saying I should let him fuck me again?"
"Well I heard you last night. It was good dick right?"
"Yeah I mean I guess."
He rolled over and laid on top of me.
"Tell me."
"What?"
"Tell me how he fucked you. How it felt."
I blushed.
"Chris I don’t think...”
"I want you to tell me how he fucked your hole, how he made you beg and got your hole all sloppy and creamy. Did he make you cum hands free?"
I hesitated for a moment, my face burning, but then I really looked at Chris. He wasn’t testing me or trying to catch me out. The way his eyes had gone dark and the way his cock was already hardening again against my leg told me everything. He wanted to hear it. It turned him on. That realisation sent a hot, guilty thrill through me. I swallowed hard and decided to tell him, my voice quiet at first but growing steadier and more detailed as I spoke.
“It started at the club after you left. We kept dancing and the music slowed down. He pulled me back against him and I could feel how hard he was. His cock was thick and heavy, pressing right into my ass through his jeans. I knew I should have stepped away but I pushed back instead. We started grinding properly then. His hands slid under my shirt, thumbs brushing over my nipples before he grabbed my ass and pulled me tighter against him. My own cock was rock hard in my jeans and every time he rubbed against me I could feel how much bigger he was. It was filthy, Chris. We were basically dry-fucking on the dance floor with people all around us.”
“When we got in the Uber it got worse. The driver wasn’t paying any attention so he took my hand and pressed it straight onto his bulge. It felt massive under my palm, so hot and thick. He looked at me and asked if I was going to let him fuck me. Then he told me how you always say I’ve got a dynamite pussy and that’s mostly why you’re with me, because I can take a real dicking. He said he’d seen your dick before and if I thought that was big then I was in for a shock. Hearing him talk about my hole like that while I had my hand on his cock made me leak into my underwear.”
“When we got back to the apartment he didn’t even wait. The second the door closed he had me pinned against the wall, kissing me rough and hungry. His tongue was in my mouth and his hands were already pulling at my clothes. We stumbled into the living room and I ended up on my knees. I pulled his cock out and it was huge, long and thick with that heavy foreskin still covering the head. I peeled it back and the smell hit me first, strong and musky. I leaned in and slid my tongue underneath it, licking around the head and tasting the salty pre-cum mixed with that sharp, bitter edge of piss that had built up there. It was so filthy but I kept going, pushing my tongue deeper into the folds while he watched me. Then I took the head into my mouth and started sucking him properly, working my tongue under the foreskin and gagging on how thick he was. He tasted so strong and masculine. I sucked him for ages, drooling down his shaft and onto his balls while he held my head and fucked my mouth.”
“Eventually he told me to go get the lube. When I came back I climbed onto the couch on my knees, face down, ass up. He shoved my trousers down and spread my cheeks wide. He stared at my hole for a long moment and muttered that it was a pretty little boy pussy and that you weren’t lying. He started rubbing his fingers over it, getting it all slick, telling me how tight it looked and how he was going to wreck it. He said you were a selfish prick for keeping it all to yourself. Then he shoved two fingers inside me without warning and started fingering me hard, scissoring me open while he kept talking dirty about how my hole was going to grip his cock.”
“When he finally pushed his cock in it was so much thicker than I was used to. The head stretched me wide and I felt every ridge and vein as he sank in deep. It burned at first but he didn’t stop, just kept pushing until he was balls deep. He held still for a second then started fucking me, slow at first but quickly getting rougher. He grabbed his underwear off the floor and shoved it into my mouth to gag me. It tasted so strong, all sweaty and musky with that sharp piss smell from his balls. Then he started pounding me properly, slamming in deep and hard. Every thrust dragged over my prostate and made my legs shake. He put a cushion over my face to muffle me and just used my hole like it was his. I could feel how much bigger he was than you, stretching me so wide and filling me completely.”
“He fucked me like that for ages, grunting and telling me what a tight boy pussy I had and how you were selfish for not sharing it. Then he growled that he was going to breed me. I tried to protest around the gag but he just laughed and slammed in deep. He said when he fucks he breeds and that I should be lucky to get his seed. He came so hard inside me, pulsing thick ropes deep in my guts. The feeling of him filling me up pushed me over the edge too. I came untouched, my hole clenching and milking his cock while he kept grinding into me, pumping every last drop inside. My whole body was shaking and I could feel his cum leaking out around his cock when he finally pulled out.”
I finished speaking and lay there breathing hard, my face flushed and my cock aching against Chris’s. The room felt too quiet for a second. I had told him everything, every filthy detail, and part of me couldn’t believe I had said it all out loud. But the look on Chris’s face told me he had loved every word.
Chris's eyes were dark with lust as I finished speaking. He shifted between my legs, his cock already rock hard again and pressing insistently against my thigh despite only having fucked me a short while before. His breathing was heavier now, his chest rising and falling as he looked down at me with pure hunger.
"Fuck, babe, hearing you describe that has me so turned on," he said, his voice low and rough with desire. "The way you talked about his thick cock stretching you, the way he used your hole and bred you deep... it has me aching for you all over again." His fingers moved down to my hole, toying with the slick, cummy entrance. He circled the puffy rim slowly, then pushed two fingers inside, stirring the warm mix of loads still leaking from me. He pumped them gently at first, then a little deeper, curling them to press against my sensitive walls. "Still so wet and open. God, I love feeling how used you are, my slutty boyfriend.”
He leaned in and kissed me deeply, his tongue sliding against mine as his fingers kept working my hole, stretching and teasing. "I need you again. Right now," he whispered against my lips, his cock throbbing hot against my skin. “I’m going to churn all that cum up inside you.”
I just lay there staring up at him, my hands moving to his back as his dick slid right back inside me, right where his best friend had been less than 12 hours earlier.
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