Part III
The utility room’s flickering bulb cast jagged shadows across the sports mat, the air thick with the musky scent of sweat, cum, and egg whites. Doy lay sprawled, his 19-year-old body trembling, his golden tan slick with sweat and the creamy mess pooling beneath him. His 7.5-inch cock throbbed painfully, rock-hard again despite the intense orgasm that had nearly knocked him out, the plug Tor had shoved back into his wrecked ass sending fresh waves of overstimulation through his core. His tousled light brown hair clung to his forehead, his tight bubble butt clenching around the cum-soaked plug, every movement reigniting the raw hunger he thought had been sated.
Tor stood over him, his 6’2” buff frame a towering mass of muscle, his thick biceps flexing as he wiped sweat from his buzzed red hair. His 8-inch cock, still semi-hard and glistening with the frothy mix of cum and egg whites, hung heavy in his black shorts, the fabric stained with precum. His hazel eyes glinted with sadistic satisfaction, the bite marks on his bicep red and raw from Doy’s desperate teeth. “Look at this toy, still hard and begging for more,” Tor growled, his deep voice dripping with dominance as he nudged Doy’s thigh with his foot, making the junior jock whimper.
Kip, his 6’3” shredded frame glistening under the dim light, adjusted his white bandana, his golden-blond hair spilling loose as his green eyes burned with perverse intent. His 8.5-inch cock strained against his tight black shorts, the outline obscene, veins pulsing as a fresh bead of precum soaked through. He reached into a duffel bag in the corner, pulling out a spiked leather harness and a 9-inch vibrating dildo, its sleek black surface glinting menacingly. “Told ya, Tor, I came prepared,” Kip said, his voice a low, wicked purr as he dangled the dildo in front of Doy’s wide, glassy eyes. “This is gonna stretch you to your fucking limit, bro.”
Doy’s heart jackhammered, his breath hitching as panic and arousal collided. “W-Wait, guys… I… I can’t…” he stammered, his voice hoarse from Tor’s throat-fucking, his 19-year-old mind spiraling at the sight of Kip’s harness and the massive toy. His ass clenched around the plug, the creamy mix of cum and egg whites squelching inside him, amplifying his need despite his protests. His 7.5-inch cock twitched, leaking precum onto the mat, betraying his body’s craving for more.
Kip smirked, slipping the spiked leather harness over his chiseled pecs, the black straps accentuating his rippling eight-pack and veiny biceps, the spikes glinting under the flickering light. “Oh, you can, and you will,” he said, his green eyes locking onto Doy’s as he powered on the dildo, the low hum filling the room like a predator’s growl. “You’re our fuck toy now, Doy. Time to level up.”
Tor chuckled darkly, his thick fingers yanking the plug from Doy’s ass with a wet pop, the frothy mix of cum and egg whites dripping out, coating Doy’s trembling thighs. “Let’s get him ready,” Tor rumbled, grabbing the container of egg whites from the fridge again. He poured another generous stream over Doy’s gaping hole, the cold liquid mixing with the warm cum, creating a slick, creamy lube that made Doy moan involuntarily, his body arching off the mat. Tor’s fingers worked the mixture in, stretching Doy’s hole further, his hazel eyes gleaming with perverse delight as he watched the junior jock squirm.
Kip knelt behind Doy, his veiny hands spreading Doy’s cheeks wide, admiring the glistening, creamy mess. “Fuck, that’s a pretty sight,” he growled, dipping the 9-inch vibrating dildo into the frothy mix, coating its surface before pressing the buzzing tip against Doy’s hole. The vibrations sent a jolt through Doy’s body, his ass clenching instinctively, but Kip was relentless, pushing the toy in slowly, inch by inch, the stretch so intense Doy’s vision blurred, his raw throat letting out a desperate cry. “Take it, bro—every fucking inch,” Kip hissed, his shredded body flexing as he worked the dildo deeper, the vibrations pulsing against Doy’s prostate, driving him wild.
Tor moved to Doy’s front, his 8-inch cock rock-hard again, the wet spot on his shorts now a massive stain. He grabbed Doy’s hair, pulling his head back as he shoved his cock back into Doy’s mouth, the taste of cum and egg whites overwhelming. “Suck it clean while Kip wrecks you,” Tor commanded, his hazel eyes burning with dominance as he thrust deep, the head of his cock hitting the back of Doy’s throat, making him gag. Tor’s free hand roamed, pinching Doy’s nipples hard, then delivering another stinging slap to his cheek, the pain mixing with the pleasure from Kip’s vibrating assault.
Kip upped the intensity, cranking the dildo’s vibrations to max, the buzzing so powerful it echoed in the utility room. He thrust the toy in and out, the creamy mix of cum and egg whites frothing around it, the obscene squelching sound filling the air as Doy’s ass stretched to accommodate the massive 9-inch length. Kip’s veiny hand reached around, grabbing Doy’s 7.5-inch cock and stroking it roughly, the overstimulation making Doy’s body convulse, his muffled moans vibrating around Tor’s cock. “Cum for us again, toy,” Kip growled, biting Doy’s earlobe hard, his teeth leaving a red mark as he slammed the dildo in deeper, the vibrations relentless against Doy’s prostate.
Doy’s mind was a haze of pleasure and pain, his 19-year-old body pushed beyond its limits. The vibrating dildo stretched his ass to the breaking point, the creamy mess squelching with every thrust, while Tor’s cock filled his throat, the slaps and pinches adding a layer of humiliating ecstasy. His cock throbbed in Kip’s grip, precum streaming onto the mat as his body hurtled toward another climax. Kip leaned forward, his spiked harness digging into Doy’s back as he whispered, “You’re ours, bro—marked, fucked, and owned.” The words sent Doy over the edge, his cock erupting in Kip’s hand, thick spurts of cum shooting onto the mat as his body shook violently, the orgasm so intense his vision went white, his raw throat screaming around Tor’s cock.
Tor groaned, his hazel eyes half-lidded as he came again, flooding Doy’s throat with hot cum, forcing him to swallow or choke. Kip pulled the vibrating dildo out slowly, the creamy mix of cum and egg whites dripping from Doy’s gaping ass, the sight so perverse Kip couldn’t resist dipping his fingers in, smearing the frothy mixture over Doy’s trembling thighs. “Fuck, you’re a masterpiece,” Kip said, his green eyes gleaming as he slapped Doy’s ass, the sound echoing in the room.
Doy collapsed fully onto the mat, his body a wreck—his ass gaping, his throat raw, his cock spent but still twitching. The creamy puddle beneath him was a testament to the depravity he’d endured, his 19-year-old mind shattered by the dominance of the two 24-year-old jocks. Tor and Kip stood over him, their muscular bodies glistening with sweat, their cocks still semi-hard, their dominance unchallenged.
Tor grinned, wiping sweat from his brow, his buff frame radiating power. “Told ya he’d take it like a champ,” he said, his voice rough with satisfaction as he tossed the empty egg white container aside.
Kip adjusted his harness, his green eyes glinting with sadistic pride. “Round two’s just the start, bro. Next time, we’re bringing the whole team,” he said, his wicked smirk promising more depravity to come.
Doy lay there, panting, his body claimed and marked, his curiosity not just sated but obliterated in a storm of perverse pleasure. The plug was back in his ass, sealing the creamy mess inside, a constant reminder of his new role as their ultimate fuck toy. As his vision blurred, one thought echoed in his shattered mind: What the fuck did I just unlock?
