The Viet Bull Next Door

Some housekeeping: if you can’t legally read this, don’t. If you’re offended by gay sex, why are you on this website? Don’t read it. If you’re offended by non-white men topping white men, group sex, domination of white men by non-white men or themes of cuckolding, this story probably isn’t for you.

Like the last one, this chapter includes scenes in a sex club that involve themes of implied consent (non-verbal and non-explicit) and consent granted on Austin’s behalf, without his express permission. If these themes are disturbing to you, it might be a good idea to skip that part.

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From Chapter 4

When a few minutes later Loc buried his cock to the hilt in my pussy, I knew he was about to cum. I didn’t stop anything, my hole still gripped and released his cock and my tongue still danced as much as possible around the thick Latino meat in my mouth and my hands still steadily jerked the white and black dicks in my hands, but my mind was laser focused on Loc as I felt his magnificent cock begin to jerk and twitch. I could feel his cum flooding my insides. He let himself finish inside me before he started pumping again, fucking me brutally hard and making the sling jerk erratically, making it difficult for me to keep my teeth from ruining the pleasure of my Latino oral top, for about 30 seconds, then pulled out. I felt suddenly hallow. He slapped my ass then looked at the Latino man. His words to the Latin stranger were casual, punctuated only by efforts to catch his breath.

“You’re up.” 

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Chapter 5

Loc looked at me and raised his eyebrows, darting his eyes to the Latino stranger. I nodded my head imperceptibly. While it was clear that the exchange between us was essentially Loc seeking my consent, it didn’t ruin the mindfuck of the situation. It was clear to both of us that he could do whatever he wanted with me and I was mentally powerless of doing anything to stop him if he wasn’t willing to be stopped. Asking me in that subtle way to consent to being fucked by the Latino stud whose cock was still in my mouth was just something Loc, normally so beautifully selfish and rude and narcissistic and cocky, was doing to show me kindness. I don’t know how he would have reversed his invitation to the stranger he wanted to see fuck me (though I knew he would have stopped it there), but that didn’t matter much in the end.

The Latino man pulled out of my mouth with an arrogant grin and started walking to my ass and the black man moved to replace the Latin cock with his own, but I shot a look of disapproval to Loc, who stopped him. I would probably have been OK with the black man fucking my mouth, but something about the way he just assumed without seeking my permission or at least that of my dom made me not want him. Instead, Loc put his own cock back in my mouth, only about halfway. He bent down and put his lips right next to my ear. The exchange happened quickly.

“You understand that I could easily just assert the authority I have that you’ve submitted to and order you to take that cock and you would, right?” Loc whispered.

I nodded my head.

“And you understand that I asked your consent anyway?”

Again I nodded.

“And you gave it?”

Another nod.

“I’m gonna let whatever man I want use you however I decide I want them to. Any objections?”

I shook my head to tell him I had none.

“Eyes on me and the Mexican guy,” he whispered so softly I had to strain to hear him. “Nobody else. Let yourself obsess over us and just feel all the eyes on the two of us and you.”

I nodded my head a little, dizzy and foggy.

“Just enjoy having my cock in your mouth,” he added. “Think about how I just dumped another load in you, let the feeling of my cock going flaccid act as a reminder that I used your pathetic white ass the way I wanted because it I’m the Asian man that controls you. Savor me while I go soft in your mouth, but don’t try to get me off. Enjoy wrapping those submissive, perfect, white slut cocksucking lips around my superior Viet man cock while I relax and enjoy the show. We’ll treat it as an opportunity to celebrate the fact that I basically own you now.”

Jesus H. Christ. My heart did backflips and my brain was bathed in another dose of lust and natural pleasure chemicals. I loved the way Loc was gradually (and, even though it was actually incredibly quick, it felt like he was slowly and steadily) introducing this idea of Asian racial superiority over whites into our dynamic. Not only was it degrading and humiliating and totally erotic in a way I will never be able to explain, it felt thrillingly taboo.

Loc stood up straight and started petting my head as he nodded to the Latino stranger who was waiting for the go-ahead to put his uncut cock at my pussy entrance. He pulled the foreskin back and I relaxed my whole body and prepared, gratefully, to feel a cock filling me again, banishing the emptiness created when Loc pulled out, his cum deep inside me the only comfort amid the hollowness left behind. I wanted to cry out, not in pain but in gratitude and relief, when he started pushing in. The mushroom head popped in through my hole quickly and he slowly, leisurely sank all the way to the balls. While not as long as Loc, the Latino man was slightly thicker. I felt the pain of my hole stretching again and realized I actually loved the sensation, partially because I seemed to be rapidly developing some small masochistic side but mainly due to my brain realizing that the hurt meant I was once again welcoming a cock into my pussy.

I felt an odd sensation, though, when I looked at the handsome face of the sexy stranger who was now buried inside me. I loved Loc’s cock because it was his, because he was Loc. Why did I love this random man penetrating me, too? Granted it wasn’t quite as fulfilling to look at his face and find a man other than the one who had so easily introduced me to the bliss of giving up control and submitting, but it was exciting in a different way. 

Primarily, I thought, because not only was this another gorgeous man who was almost annoyingly aware of his own beauty, but because my willingness to let this total stranger, a Latino Adonis almost as stunning to me as Loc, penetrate me and use me and fuck my white boypussy was an extreme act of submission to Loc’s seemingly innate authority. It was like some subconscious part of my brain felt instinctually obligated to bow down and surrender to Loc, and simply accepting the unspoken decree that my body belong so wholly to him that consent could come only from him was an intense way of declaring my total, willing and even eager obedience. 

Accepting his dominance and surrendering control to Loc was all at once humiliating and demeaning and terrifying and dangerous and instinctual and exciting and fulfilling and safe and in some way comfortable, like being embraced by a warmth and security that sprung from nature in response to letting go. I didn’t have to worry about anything. Sure, Loc had already spanked me so harshly my ass was still stinging and burning a little and he got off (and was teaching me to get off) on the horrifying risk of public sexual acts. 

But at the same time, I didn’t have to make decisions. As the raw, thick, hard Latino cock slowly withdrew to just the tip and pushed back inside me in equally prolong fashion, I realized that meant that when I was with Loc and under his control, I didn’t have responsibilities. He’d adopted ownership of the consequences of our actions, and he took that seriously. Which meant, of course, that he was going to make sure nothing bad happened. He would be in control in every situation. He would keep me safe. Whether he was spanking me and making me ride a dildo behind a store in broad daylight or giving a total stranger consent on my behalf to fuck me bareback, I could trust Loc knew what he was doing and wouldn’t let any harm come my way.

So as I felt his cock slowly go flaccid and the Latino top claiming control of my ass gradually picked up speed, I relaxed. I let go. I reveled in the feeling of Loc’s softening cock and obeyed him, letting the deflation act as a reminder that he’d dumped another load inside me. I luxuriated in the powerful thrusts of the Latino stud who had the same ability as Loc to hit my g-spot and all the buttons inside my boypussy I didn’t know I had. I let each rough and powerful thrust send wave after wave of ecstasy surging through my body even as my Asian Dom’s soft but still-large cock filling my mouth soothed me, made me feel safe and reminded me that I was still holding his amazing cum inside me.

The pleasure radiating from experience, especially while jerking off a hard cock in each hand, had me practically seizing on the sling. Small, uncontrollable jerks and thrashes wracked my body over and over. The Latino man picked up the pace and without stopping took my ankles one at a time and used restraints attached to the sling to bind my legs in the air. 

Seeing I was close, Loc grabbed the shoulder of a moderately attractive white guy standing next to my Vietnamese Dom and watching the action, the twink probably freshly 18, and whispered in his ear. The white twink nodded emphatically while others let looks of disappointment or frustration cloud their faces, demonstrating to me that Loc had an immense hold on an audience that had silently accepted he was running the show, and Loc reached out and pulled my cock out of the jockstrap pouch. Precum leaking from the end like a bad faucet, his hand was covered in it. Loc wiped the liquid on my face and looked at me with an amused smile, this one meant to show me it was a joke for my benefit as much as his rather than one pleasure at my submission or humiliation, and grabbed the twink by the back of the neck. He guided him to my side then down to his knees. He was going to push him down to suck my cock, but the twink beat him to the punch. Opening wide, he grabbed me by the base and dove down. I moaned thunderously, even with my voice stifled by Loc’s cock, as the twink started bobbing his head. I doubled my efforts to jerk off the two cocks in my hands and lost control off my ass, the tightening and loosening of my grip on the amazing Latino cock fucking me, already difficult to focus on amid the bliss I was experiencing. It was spasming uncontrollably.

But the Latin top seemed to like that even more.

“Fuck yeah, bitch,” he grunted softly.

“You like my cracker boy’s pussy?” Loc asked, inaudible to anybody not involved in the action. His slight Vietnamese accent, in addition to being super hot, served to emphasize the racial degradation. 

“Fucking love it,” the Latino grunted back, amazement clear in his voice.

My arms were getting tired but I didn’t care. Still, it was probably a good thing when the black man I was servicing jerked a little and then, without warning, sent hot cum splashing across my neck, chest and abs. I looked up at him, noticing his cute face and sculpted body for the first time, and found a look of disappointment in his eyes. He probably thought he was next in line to fuck me. 

I let go of his cock and started to put my arm down, but Loc grabbed me by the wrist and introduced my hand to a fresh one. I looked at the newcomer to find a handsome Asian man, a twunk younger than Loc and me, looking down at my face and Loc’s cock resting comfortably in my mouth. He seemed awestruck that he’d been invited in. Gazing at his face, at once adorable and sexy, I found myself just as excited about his introduction to the scene as he was. I took one quick glance at the white guy I was jerking to find an average looking man, not hot but by no means ugly, before the feeling of the white twink’s tongue swirling around my cock head somehow reminded me of the command to focus my eyes only on Loc and the Latino stud with whom he was sharing me. My gaze locked back onto my Asian dom to find his head slightly slumped forward and his eyes closed. He opened them to see me and smiled, a kind and affectionate smile that contrasted his subjugation of me and amplified the chaos of lust and excitement practically overflowing form my being.

The words sharing me flicking through my mind made me think of William and how he didn’t really know the extent to which he was sharing me. I worried for a second about him but decided the next time my Latino top bottomed out in my white boypussy that it was OK. Just as his thrusts started to grow erratic and signal that after 25 minutes of persistent pounding he was getting close to cumming inside me, I felt my own orgasm reaching critical mass. With no way to warn him, all I could do was hope the twink on my cock enjoyed getting a mouthful of cum. 

The white guy I was servicing spasmed slightly and then his dick started jerking, gifting me with yet another load of hot cum all over my body. And that’s what pushed me over the edge.

It all came together perfectly in the exact same moment. Loc’s cock had finished deflating but still filled my mouth with its amazing texture and delicious taste. His balls were resting heavy on my forehead. The Latino man relentlessly pounding my ass made particularly powerful contact with my prostate. The twink sucking me swallowed around my own cock down his throat. And an especially wild shot of cum landed on both my right cheek and my left nipple at the same time, driving home the fact that I was in the ultimate slut position.

Letting out a muffled cry around Loc’s flaccid Viet cock, spasming my hole around the Latino cock so powerfully plowing my white boypussy and my left hand twitching around the incredibly stiff Asian cock I was servicing, I let loose a massive, overwhelming load into the twink’s mouth. It was an out of body experience so intense I didn’t even notice that the twink was swallowing my load as I fed it to him. Yet, somehow, I was acutely aware of the Latin cum being unloaded inside me. I felt the massive thing twitch and jerk inside me and I swear I could feel each blast of liquid as it shot against the insides of my hole and filled me almost to the point of overflowing.

I didn’t come down from the orgasmic high right away. I noticed the Latino pull out and heard him thank Loc. The two kissed, long and almost passionately. Loc pet my head while they kissed, his soft cock still resting in my mouth.

When he broke off the kiss and pulled out, I realized with a bit of a shock that the post-nut clarity hadn’t hit yet. Sure, I dont think I would have enjoyed getting fucked again in the moment, but I wasn’t freaking out over all the boundaries I’d never thought to consciously set that had been pushed and moved.

“Come here,” Loc said softly to the Asian guy who’s cock I was still stroking, albeit absentmindedly and ineffectually. His voice was soft enough that only the four of us could hear it, something I noticed Loc did when he said anything that could be considered raceplay. “Use my whiteboy. Feed the paleface slut your cock before we go take a break.”

My heart fluttered excitedly at hearing Loc refer to me as “my whiteboy” and “the paleface slut.”’

The Asian twunk, a little overly excited at the offer, swatted my hand away from his cock and stood behind my head. Lazily, not because of intention but due to exhaustion, I scooted myself back in the sling so my head hung slightly off the back and opened my mouth. The twunk stuck his cock in and I latched my lips around it. And just like that the surprised, overeager young twunk was replaced by a confident, self assured, if somewhat inexperienced, man. His cock wasn’t small and in fact looked oversized in comparison to his slight, lean muscled frame, but at a well-proportioned seven inches was a great fit for my mouth. I realized as he unhurriedly pushed into and pulled out of my mouth that his size didn’t actually matter to me at all. It could be three inches or a whole foot long, it wouldn’t change a thing.  It was his attitude, his confidence, his near arrogance and his aura of authority that I found myself submitting to more than his cock. I can’t say I gave him the best blowjob of the session, but he seemed to enjoy it well enough. 

The Latino stud hung around next to Loc, who put his arm over the man’s shoulder as the Latin stranger wrapped his own arm around Loc’s waist. I looked at them out of the corner of my eye as the Asian twunk casually started fucking my mouth. He was taking it slow and I was quickly regaining my energy. Still looking at Loc and the Latino, I starting using my tongue to tease the new cock in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head, massaged the shaft and teased his pulled back foreskin. Like the others Loc had allowed to use my mouth, this twunk tasted clean with the slightest hint of pheromones and masculine flavors. 

Having experienced such a world-rocking orgasm, I wasn’t even the slightest bit horny anymore. The natural lust chemicals that had flooded and overwhelmed my mind had faded and the sexual high was gone. I could feel the post-orgasm glow flowing through me and growing slowly weaker. But for some reason, I was still really, really enjoying giving head to this young Asian man. I was in absolutely no hurry to have it end, and luckily for me he didn’t seem to be either. Halfway through one thrust into my mouth he stopped.

Smack!

His hand stung my face and I jerked in surprise.

“Eyes on me, whitey,” he whispered.

I glanced over to Loc and he gave me a short nod, then looked at the Asian twunk with an amused grin. I took it as an order to treat this twunk as my master and dom until he was done using me.

My eyes went up to look my current (apparently dom) top in the eyes as much as I could. My view was obstructed by his cock and balls and, when he thrust fully into my throat, his body. But I didn’t mind. His balls were sexy, his cock beautiful and his body gorgeous. I followed his order, though, and didn’t break at least my best attempt at eye contact. Even when I felt someone step up between my legs and sensed the unknown man positioning himself to fuck me, I kept my eyes looking up at my temporary dom.

I had no reason to worry, anyway. The twunk thrust all the way into my throat, making me gag once, so he could lean over my body and push the unknown man away, then went back to slowly enjoying my mouth. After a couple of minutes, the twunk wordlessly stopped and just held his cock about a quarter of the way in my mouth. I don’t know how I knew that he wanted me to focus on just serving his cock with my tongue and suction — he didn’t say a word — but I knew. When I did that, reveling especially in the texture of the head, I was rewarded.

“Good whiteboy,” the twunk whispered to me, whether he was bringing my skin color into it on his own or because he heard Loc say it I don’t know. He reached out when he said that and simply placed his hand on my throat, not even applying pressure, and it sent a clear message: ‘I don’t have to actually choke you for you to know I could do it and you wouldn’t do a thing to stop me.’

Still working my tongue and focusing on his delicious head, I used my lips to play with his foreskin, drawing it back and forth until he started thrusting again. This time he was fully fucking my face, his cock quickly pumping in and out of my mouth and throat.

He didn’t last much longer. Before I knew it my mouth was flooded with cum — thick, salty, acidic, sweet and a little bitter. I glanced at Loc and he subtly mimed spitting, then swallowing, then shrugged. His way of saying he didn’t care either way. The Asian twunk cock still resting behind my lips, I opened my mouth and let the cum pour out. It cascaded over my cheeks and down to the floor, then I re wrapped my lips around his shaft. He could stay there as long as he wanted.

Loc took one of the towels, apparently having carried them around with him, from a bench near the sling and as soon as the twunk withdrew his cock from my mouth my dom wiped my face clean.

“We’re gonna go rest in my pod before we go for another round,” Loc said to the Latino hunk and Asian twunk. “You’re both welcome to join us.”

They did.

Before walking away, Loc told the white guy who sucked my dick and swallowed my cum to clean up our mess for us. The pathetic guy nodded his head eagerly and got to work as we left back to the pod. I was in awe at the instant influence and control Loc had over other men. Of course that power was limited; most of the men in the club would have either ignored him or told him to go fuck himself if he tried to give them commands like that. But one of his talents was spotting the men who would happily obey him and him and taking advantage of that. It was the same thing he’d done with me, a man who never would have considered himself the type to even pretend to be submissive and had now been fucked and used and degraded and dominated by Loc and a collection of strangers he selected, and I loved every single second of it.

I was absolutely stunned when the two guests we’d brought back to the pod dozed off on the small bed. I was leaning back against Loc, his strong arm over my shoulder, and resting my head on his chest. I was starting to worry again, the sex high finally fading. But I’d promised myself I wouldn’t let post-nut clarity ruin such a transcendent experience, and I intended to keep that promise. Seeing the two men we’d brought with us were either passed out or barely lucid, Loc turned to me and started whispering.

“Are you OK?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy,” I answered in an equally quiet voice. He wasn’t convinced.

“We both know you’re inferior to me, you’re naturally submissive and lucky to even catch my attention and even more so to be claimed like this by me,” Loc said in a casual voice, speaking to me as a professor might address his students during a lecture. “But that doesn’t mean you should lie to me. In fact, it’s even more reason for you to be a good boy and be honest with me. I can’t give you aftercare if you’re not.”

I swallowed hard, worried that speaking my worries aloud would make the suddenly more real.

“I loved what we did and I was so into it at the moment,” I told Loc. “And I don’t regret doing it. But I am worried about Willy- I mean, William.”

Loc nodded and waited for me to continue.

“We have an open marriage, but I’m worried about falling too hard for you.”

Loc grinned at me cockily as he reached out and grabbed the bag of his clothes. He pulled his phone out and unlocked it, showing me first what he’d named my husband in his contacts and then a series of texts between himself and my husband, named “willy the white bitch’s white trash husband” and given the profile picture of a pig.

The first text was sent after we’d arrived, probably while I was making sure I was still clean enough to bottom.

Loc: “hey willy. taking ur husband to a sex club. gonna fuck him and share him around. i know you’re his sub but he’s such a cockhungry slut when he’s with me”

William had responded almost instantly.

willy the white bitch’s white trash husband: “fucking hot. is it bad that i wanna jerk off thinking about it? and my name is still william”

Loc: “i’m gonna stick with willy”

“and i would be disappointed if you didn’t. you should text me before you go to sleep tonight and tell me how many times you jerked your little dick to the thought of me controlling your husband”

willy the white bitch’s white trash husband: “ok”

Loc: “ur just cool with me dominating your husband and sharing him like a communal bottom like this?”

willy the white bitch’s white husband: “if you weren’t telling me about it i would never know. that’s how our arrangement works. he has no clue that i got gangbanged by six guys who made me into a cum dump the day after we agreed about what it means to be open or that while he was taking a nap on the second day of our honeymoon i got fucked by a guy who worked at the hotel and i have no clue what he’s done outside the marriage because it doesn’t matter. we love each other.”

That was a jaw-dropping shock to me. I felt my cock hardening picturing my husband on his back with six guys taking turns breeding his tight hole, probably spending multiple loads each to dump their cum in his ass and on his face and down his throat and all over his body, then coming home to me that night. I remembered the night, too, because that same day I’d had a hookup with a slut who ended up subbing for me for a little while. When we were both home, we were both so incredibly horny that we fucked each other. I thought at the time that his hole was much looser than normal, and he’d commented on how I lasted twice as long as normal for a first fuck of the night. And that nap I’d taken on our honeymoon since I hadn’t been able to fall asleep the first night, I remember him coming in and waking me up with head and swallowing my cum. I had no clue he’d given it up to another guy.

Thinking back to the time he’d been the bottom in the gangbanged that I hadn’t known about until this moment, I knew one reason I was so horny is because I was obsessing over the fact that I’d fucked and dominated another guy less than an hour before seeing the man I love in our home and giving him a kiss, knowing that I’d kissed another man, one who meant nothing to me but who had worked so hard to please me. The secret of it was such a turn on and it didn’t matter that I was not only allowed but expected to go outside our marriage for extra sex. Now, though, I knew that one reason he was so horny that night was likely because he had the same thoughts running through his head. He’d put out like a cheap whore to six guys and I had no clue, and I was about to fuck the same hole they’d bred and kiss the same mouth that swallowed their cum. And that turned me on even more, too.

Loc: “what if he falls in love with me?”

willy the white bitch’s white trash husband: “honestly wouldn’t surprise me. but it doesn’t mean he won’t still love me, and i’m the one with the wedding ring”

Loc: “cool. cause i’m planning on making him so obsessed with me that he’ll be excited to turn himself into my little yt trash slut”

william the white bitch’s white trash husband: “white trash? don’t love that”

Loc: “just a part of the kink”

“the faggot is gonna get used to thinking of himself as racially inferior to asian men while we’re together. if you and i are friends long enough, since your husband is turning out to be such an obedient and receptive bitch for me you’ll probably learn to feel the same way when i’m around”

“don’t forget to text me how many times you cum thinking about your husband going crazy and getting fucked by as many random dudes as i want”

willy the white bitch’s white trash husband: “idk about all that race stuff but whatever haha and ok i will. just promise me you’ll keep him safe please”

willy the white bitch’s white trash husband: “and send me some pics if you can? on the dl? i kinda wanna see him being submissive. kinda hot to think of my super aggressive confident and dominant husband putting out like that then coming home and putting me in my place under him”

Loc: “i swear it. he’s gonna get home to you totally safe”

“and i’ll see about the picture. but you’ll have to prove you can be a good little cracker and send me a video of you jerking off, twisting your nipples and cumming while saying your name is willy and you love being cucked by an Asian bull. throw in there that you love that your husband worships Asian men and maybe i’ll send you a video”

As if it were possible, that last message was even more shocking. Because there was a video right below it.

Loc took the phone from me and tapped the video. 

There, sitting back on his knees in our bed, my husband was jerking his slim six inches frantically and playing with his nipples. The sound was on and William was panting. He was obviously getting close.

Suddenly William started speaking, his words coming out as moans.

“My name is Willy and I’m being cucked by Loc, the Asian bull who lives next door.” He paused as his body spasmed briefly. “My husband Austin thinks he’s a dom but that’s only true when he’s with me. He is a total bottom bitch slut who is getting fucked and passed around by our Asian neighbor and I love that so much. It’s so hot. Fuck. Oh my fucking god. I’m gonna cum. I love that my faggot slut husband worships Asian men! Ugh!”

My husband shot cum all over his body and then collapsed.

“send a vid of you covered in your own cum telling me how much you love that an Asian man is having sex with your white trash husband and sharing him like a party bottom all weekend while you sit at home”

“use the words white trash”

The next video was just that. William was still covered in cum. He’d shot so hard some of it had landed on his lower face.

“I love that an Asian man is fucking my white trash husband and sharing him like a party bottom all weekend while I sit at home without sex and just jerk off over and over again thinking about how my dominant husband is whoring himself out to our sexy Asian neighbor.”

Loc chuckled at that one.

“He really got into it,” Loc said. “Like he went off script to tell me how much he loves that his husband is a white trash whore worshiping a sexy Asian man.”

Loc ran his free hand up and down his chest and torso, once again admiring himself as he talked about my adulterous idolatry. 

“He doesn’t actually think all those things, just to be clear,” Loc whispered to me. “He’s definitely super turned on, but he still loves and admires you. He’s just in the same position as you are, learning new things about himself. You’re here giving your pussy to me and any man I wanna share with while also getting your first taste of racial domination and you’re loving it.”

To emphasize his point, Loc reached down and swatted at my rock hard cock. I couldn’t lie, I felt a twinge of resentment at William’s words because they went against the power dynamic we’d embraced as a couple. But more than that, hearing my own bottom husband talk about me like that when it was also what I was so clearly feeling was an immense turn on.

“He’s obviously really turned on by this new fantasy of being cucked,” Loc continued. “Thinking about the man he loves ignoring him and going off and spending his weekend obsessing over your sexy neighbor and a bunch of strangers cum is turning him on big time.”

I thought about it and how fucking gratifying it would be when I went back home to him and roughly reminded him that no matter what I did with Loc I was still his Alpha husband he lived to serve.

The Asian twunk stirred from his orgasm-induced power nap and looked at us.

“You got recent test results on your phone?” Loc asked him without preamble. The twunk nodded. “Go get your phone and bring it here.”

An understanding smirk on his face, the twunk stood and went to get his phone. While he was gone Loc told me he already knew the Latino still dozing in our pod was clean before he let him fuck me. He didn’t bother telling me how, and I trusted him enough not to ask. The twunk came back and handed it to Loc, his STI test results on the screen.

“Wow, super recent,” Loc said. “How quickly do they get you the results?”

“It’s less than 24 hours,” the twunk said.

“Cool. You on PrEP?”

“Yep.”

“Wanna fuck my pale skinned pussyboy?”

“Shit, more than anything,” the twunk said.

Loc didn’t look at me this time. I’d already affirmed that he could invite whoever he wanted to fuck me and we both knew I understood that while I was behaving as practically Loc’s slave, the reality of the situation was that he would end everything and take me out of this place without hesitation or negative reaction if I said stop or did anything even miniscule to indicate I was withdrawing my consent. Instead I looked up at him with hungry, pleading eyes as Loc spun me so my head was resting on his lap, his semi-hard cock resting on my cheek, and pulled my knees back to my chest to give our Asian twunk guest easy access to my desperate pussy.

“Make yourself useful, bitch,” Loc said rudely as he slapped my hole with his index and middle fingers.

But the twunk didn’t immediately go for my hole with his cock. Instead, he got between my legs and laid it down over my own.

“I just love how some of these stupid white sluts have dicks bigger than mine but they’re still so useless,” he said to Loc. Then, to me, “I mean look at this. You’ve got a big one, so fucking hard. You’re bigger than me, but you know it doesn’t matter one fucking bit because you know you and all the other white trash out there out there can’t measure up to Asians in any real way, no mattere what size our cocks are.”

My dick jumped at his words. I found myself again wondering if Loc knew this twunk was into racial domination or not, or if the twunk had ever even thought about it before he heard similar words from Loc. He slapped his brown cock lightly on my balls and shaft, a heavy bead of precum flying off his tip and landing just under my cock head. The Asian man rolled back his foreskin and grabbed both our cocks, jerking them together a few strokes before letting go and spitting on my hole, then his cock and massaging the saliva lubricant. Then, hard and fast and with his eyes closed and his mouth in an O of ecstasy, he shoved himself balls deep into my pink whiteboy pussy with one push as I yelped in slight pain. The pain didn’t last, though. It just felt so good to have an Asian cock in me again.

The twunk wasted no time. Right away he started fucking me. It wasn’t particularly hard or fast, just steady and strong. I looked up at his face to find a smile, looking like he was having fun at a theme park while he watched my face and Loc’s cock slowly hardening where it rested on my right cheek. I loved the feel of his heavy shaft on my face as it grew. Loc had an amused, relaxed but also proud smile on his own face as he watched me take a stranger’s cock on his orders, a massive act of submission.

As the twunk fucked my ass, massaging my insides as I clinched and relaxed my hole around him. He grabbed ahold of my calves and put my legs over his shoulders then reached out and gently grabbed my balls in his hand. The way he rolled them around in his hand hurt a little but felt good. I felt like I was being objectified, dehumanized into nothing but a plaything, and it was pure excitement. Loc started rubbing his now-hard cock over my face. A little bit of precum trailed between my eyes as the twunk fucking me picked up pace. His breathing grew ragged as he pushed deeper and deeper into me. He was getting close, and I found myself feeling a little disappointed. I knew I would love feeling him unload his balls in me but I wasn’t ready for him to stop using me.

Of course, as the one being used, it didn’t matter if I was ready. This wasn’t about me or what I wanted at all. It was about the Asian man fucking me and his enjoyment. I watched his abs and chest and arms contract and release as he thrust in and out. When I looked back up I found him with an ecstatic awe on his face. He was looking at Loc. 

Bouncing back and forth against Loc as the twunk kept drilling me, I looked up at Loc’s face to see his eyes locked with the twunk’s. Somehow I knew what was coming even before Loc reached out and grabbed the man fucking me behind the neck and pulling him in. They made out as he kept fucking me and playing with my balls until it was time.

The kiss grew sloppier but wasn’t broken as the twunk started moaning and grunting and then buried himself to the hilt inside me and started unloading. He squeezed my balls harder, making me yelp and jerk.  I felt him twitching in my pussy and felt the thick, wet warmth of his cum exploding into my body.

He didn’t pull out as the kiss with Loc returned to a normal dance of lips for about a minute. When he did pull out, the twunk fell backward, panting.

“You bagged a good pussyboy,” he told Loc breathily. “Even after all this he’s still kinda tight.”

“Got lucky,” Loc said, back to rubbing his cock — softening to semi-hard — across my face and caressing my chest and abs with his other hand. “You can be the sexiest and most seductive Asian man out there, but the quality of a white boy pussy is just luck.”

The twunk chuckled as he interlocked his fingers and put his hands behind his head.

“I’m gonna have to head out, but I’d love to hang out again,” the twunk said. “Not just to use your boy but maybe to get drinks or something.”

Loc got the twunk’s number and put it in his phone. 

“I’m Loc. What’s your name?”

“Danny Jun,” he answered. Then, looking at me, “I’m Korean and Taiwanese, just in case you were wondering about the guy who just bred you twice.”

I hadn’t been wondering, but I realized I was happy to know.

“How old are you?” Loc asked before I even had a chance to decide if I was supposed to respond.

“20,” he said. “You?”

Shit, I’d just been dominated and used by a guy four years younger than me. That felt so hot.

“24.”

“And your boy?”

“He’s 24, too,” Loc answered.

Danny looked at me and smirked. He didn’t say anything so I didn’t know what the expression meant.

Danny sent Loc a text and left a few minutes later.

“You did good,” Loc told me after we took a few minutes to rest. I was still laying on his lap with his cock resting on my face, now closer to my eyes than my mouth. “Made me proud.”

That made me swell with pride of my own. My legs were spread and my hole was a little looser now, cum leaking out of the well-used pussy onto the rubber mattress cover. 

“Thank you, Daddy.”

The Latino stud woke up while we were there relaxing and said he had to go.

“But first, I really want to give your sub a facial,” he told Loc. “Would that be OK?”

Loc laughed and nodded, then grabbed a fistful of my hair, not because he needed to do anything to make me compliant but because he wanted to exert his control.

“Go for it,” Loc said. “Use his mouth some, too, if you want. I’d invite you to fuck his pussy but I think it’s about done for the day.”

The stud took him up on the offer to use my mouth while Loc stoked my cheek with his free hand. 

“I’m Juan, by the way,” the stud said as he pounded my face. “Figured I should introduce myself, since I’m enjoying your sub again.”

That position being what it was, I couldn’t see much. But I could see that, after Loc introduced himself, Juan, just like Danny, started making out with Loc as he used me for his own sexual pleasure. Loc stopped stroking my cheek at one point and started teasing the stud’s nipples, going back and forth between them. 

Juan didn’t last much longer. With nothing but his body language for warning, he fired off the first volley of cum in my mouth before pulling out. Loc quickly slid back so Juan wouldn't get any cum on him and held my head up by my hair for the stud as four more shots of warm cum splattered across my face.

Loc laid my head down on the bed when Juan had finished cumming on me and as I laid there panting he got Juan’s Snapchat. Before letting the Latino stud leave, Loc had him pose his still mostly hard cock with the head resting just barely inside my open mouth and the shaft on my chin and took a couple of pictures of my cum-covered face. 

He used a towel to clean the cum off my face after Juan left and we spent another 10 minutes relaxing before Loc announced we were leaving. 

“By the way,” I started, “why did you ask for Danny’s test results and not Juan’s?”

Loc smiled cheekily.

“He came in after us. I knew I wanted him to fuck you so I had him show me his results while you were getting ready.”

We got dressed and walked out. Unbelievably exhausted, I fell asleep on the car ride home.