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1: My Girlfriend Asks Me to Suck a Cock
2: My Girlfriend Wants Me to Experiment
3: My Girlfriend Wants Me to Experiment – Continued
4: My Girlfriend Wants to Share
This story has gay sex, straight-to-gay themes, bisexuality, gay slurs, humiliation, degradation, cuckoldry, domination, cum play, and more.
It also includes scenes of MF PIV sex and ultimately, MF romance, so fair warning.
This entry will serve as a soft bookend for this series, and if it continues, it will be under a new series title.
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Her lips were parted in a moan, with her hair pulled back, I could see every small change in her expression as Julius dragged his entire face across her cunt.
As if he knew we were watching, Julius smacked Carly‘s ass hard, causing her to yelp and whimper. I could hear how wet she was, and I tried to remember the last time she had made those sounds when I had eaten her out.
I didn’t have to think about that for long. They began to move, and Julius withdrew his tongue from Carly.
Troy grabbed a fist full of my hair, holding my head in place as Julius shifted upright.
“Now this part, you should watch,” Troy whispered to me.
Oh, God. I realized what they were about to do.
Julius wrapped his powerful fingers around his shaft, and he lined it up with Carly‘s swollen, wet pussy, his other hand still gripping her ivory asscheek.
“Open your eyes, baby, “Julius said to Carly.
Carly‘s eyes fluttered open, and even from the dim glow of the TV that remained on, I could see that she was looking at me.
Troy gripped my hair tighter.
“Tell them how bad you wanna get this dick,” Julius growled. He moved forward, and he dragged his head over the folds of Carly‘s cunt, causing her lips to smack and squish as he teased her. She was shaking with anticipation.
“I need this dick so bad, daddy,“ she said. Her voice was low and throaty, even though the words were directed at Julius, it felt like she was speaking to me.
“Get him to ask me to fuck you,” Julius said, nodding in my direction.
My heart dropped. He wanted me to do what?
Carly whined as she stared at me. “Please, baby,“ she moaned. “I need him so bad. I wanna feel him inside me like you got to.“
I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t.
“Please,” she said breathlessly. “I’ve been listening to you suck off Troy for the last 15 minutes, and I’m so fucking horny. I need this. Please. I feel like I’m going to explode. Please ask him to fuck me, baby.“ Her hoarse voice was desperate.
She looked so beautiful, folded over and pressed into the cushion. Didn’t she deserve to feel good? Didn’t I want to see her feel good?
I parted my lips again, and I could feel Troy‘s dried precum on my lips crack as I spoke. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. “Can… Can you please fuck her, Julius?”
Julius smiled down at me, and in that moment I felt small and inadequate. He thrust forward slowly, and Carly’s shaking turned to violent bucking as he slid deeper than I had ever been inside her.
“Thank you,” she cried out. “Thank you!”
“This pussy is almost as tight as your boyfriend’s asshole,” Julius said, moving his hips backward and pulling out of her halfway. Troy and I could see the shine of Carly’s grool on him as he withrdrew. He reached forward and grabbed Carly’s braid, using it like a handle to pull her backward again.
“Thank you, sir,” she moaned loudly.
“Let’s see if that’s true,” Troy said. He still held my hair in his hand, and he moved me toward Julius and Carly, guiding me until I too was bent over the couch only twelve inches from my girlfriend.
I could smell sex: a basal mix of sweat, pussy, and pheromones. Since I was only a foot away, I felt the couch move as Julius plowed into Carly.
I quivered as he sped up, pumping in and out of her in a regular, forceful tempo.
“You want to get fucked like her?” Troy asked. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it to the floor, and he settled in behind me. He poked at my balls with his hard cock. My erection was digging into the couch cushions, and as he ground his cockhead into my scrotum, a gob of precum was squeezed out of me, staining the fabric.
Silence filled my lungs. I should have said no. I should have, right?
Instead, I found myself nodding, a boat caught in the current of arousal.
“Good bitch,” Troy said.
I heard a squirting sound that I recognized immediately as a small bottle of lubricant. He hadn’t needed to go get it from his bag. Had he expected this?
Carly moaned from deep in her chest and bit down on the cushion in front of her.
I barely had time to register this before I felt his slimy hand against my entrance, forcing lube into my tight asshole.
I groaned as I stretched around his assaulting fingers.
After the last few weeks, I was well practiced with relaxing, my asshole, but my body initially resisted every time. It was as if it didn’t want to let go of the last traces of manliness I had left.
That pain, however, always disappeared, and over time slipped away faster and faster. Now there were only a few painful seconds of pushback before my body capitulated, ready to accept any invader.
Troy added fingers as my body loosened around his digits, and I couldn’t help but quiver as he dug into my prostate.
Julius had been forceful but gentle. Troy was anything but. He was squeezing pleasure out of me mercilessly, straining ecstasy through my body. It was all I could do to not collapse as he finger fucked me.
When he finally pulled out his four probing fingers, I could feel the cold air against my gaping, soaked hole, and a feeling of emptiness took over my body.
I looked over to Carly. As Julius fucked her from behind, he had pulled her by her neck and ponytail until she was tilting her head back as far as it could go. He was making her stare into his eyes as he fucked her sopping cunt. Loud, shaking claps thundered out with every thrust, and as Troy pressed his bulbous cock head against my entrance, I heard Julius speak.“Tell me how much better I am than your bitch of a boyfriend.“
Carly lowed in response, a weak protest.
I saw her lips gripping his cock, stretching and reshaping her pussy.
“Tell me that you’ve never been fucked like this before,” Julius said.
Carly swallowed loudly, and the words that followed, came in pleasure-ridden jerks as Julius‘ cock continued to reshape her. “I—I’ve… I’ve never been fucked like this, Juls.“
Julius lightly slapped her cheek. “More,” he said.
“I’ve never been fucked like this,“ Carly said with shaking breath. “Nobody’s ever made me feel like this, daddy.“ She was already on the edge of orgasm.
Numbness filled my brain, but it was quickly replaced by Troy‘s cock as he pushed it to me.
I couldn’t help but cry out, and I saw both Carly and Julius look over to me. Troy’s dick was sliding into me with drenched slithering sounds.
“Tell that bitch that he could never compare to me,” Julius hissed.
Carly whined in protest and shook her head.
”Tell him or I stop fucking you,“ Julius said.
“God, no,” she cried out between gritted teeth. “Please!”
I moaned uselessly as Troy ground my prostate.
“Tell him.”
“You…“ Carly said, looking at me with hazy eyes, “You could never make me feel like this, baby. “
I whimpered as Troy bottomed out. My brain was being rewired by cock. Just as my own girlfriend was telling me that I would never be able to be like Julius, Troy‘s dick was pushing aside a new part of me with every inch.
Not only was I being cuckolded, but I was becoming nothing but a receptacle for cock. Hot tears filled my eyes.
Carly‘s voice softened. “You look so good, honey,“ she said to me. Then she gasped.
Julius had settled his cock deep inside of her, and he was moving his hips up and down, manipulating parts deep inside her that I had never felt.
”Oh, fuck,” Carly moaned, looking away from me. “You’re going to make me fucking cum if you keep on my cervix like that. Don’t stop, daddy.”
As she said this, Troy moved his hands up and grabbed my waist. His strong arms maneuvered me and dragged me further down onto his shaft.
I grabbed a handful of fabric in my hand and squeezed it, trying not to become delirious with pleasure.
Carly laid her hand over mine, trembling as she touched me.
”Fuck, baby. Fuck,“ she whimpered. “I’m going to fucking explode.“
I watched her face fall, every muscle relaxing at the same time. Her legs shook as if caught in a quake.
I’d seen Carly orgasm before, but this was a new kind of release. It was the kind of sensation that I could never make her feel alone: full and unadulterated bliss that infiltrated every part of her.
I didn’t know if it was from Julius’ dominance, my humiliation, or both, but she trembled as a wail emanated from deep in her chest.
I saw wetness stream down her thighs as she overflowed, a secondary orgasm following the first.
Troy became more forceful, and embarrassing smacks resonated from my round ass as he fucked me.
“That’s a good boy,” Troy growled.
I murmured in response, my brain in a jumble. Troy was slamming into my most sensitive spots now.
“You’re a perfect little faggot for cock,” Troy said.
I moaned.
“Say it, baby,” Carly said. Her hand shook in a matching beat to mine.
After a few more claps of my ass, I spoke. ”I… I’m nothing but a faggot for cocks,“ I said.
“Damn right you are,“ Troy said.
I repeated the words, panting as I became lost in them. “I’m a faggot for cock. I’m a faggot for cock. I’m just a faggot for cock.“
Carly squeezed my hand, but I could hardly feel it. It felt like I was leaving my body.
“Flip him upside down and turn them this way,“ I heard Julius say.
Troy pushed all the way inside of me, causing me to squeal. His thick pubic hair was flush against my ass, and I could feel him throb between my fucking lungs. Grabbing my hips, he moved and turned me so that I was laying lengthwise on the couch, and he spun me around so that I was on my back.
I was looking up at the shadowy figure of Troy for only a moment. Then I saw Julius and Carly move.
Julius stood, lifting my girlfriend as if she weighed nothing and keeping his dick in her. Then, putting his knee near my head, he laid her across my torso so that we were in a 69 position.
I remembered the times before all this when Carly and I would stay in here for what seemed like hours, orally focusing on nothing but each other’s pleasure. Things were simple and straightforward.
However, now that we were back in this same position, both of our bodies and minds were being filled to the brim with massive, transcendental cock, warping into something else entirely. We were pressed against one another, but our purpose was to serve the men we were impaled upon. We had transformed into mere toys.
As I lay on my back with Carly‘s pale cunt and Julius‘ round, dark ballsack hanging above me, the perverse smells that had filled the air earlier permeated every inch of my chest, and each breath I took was overflowing with sex.
Her thighs were on each side of my head, and I felt the warmth of her skin as Julius pushed into her again.
She relaxed, resting herself on me and bringing her pussy and Julius’ cock even closer to my lips. My mouth watered, and I groaned as Troy began to fuck me again.
Carly’s lower stomach was pressed against my chest, and I felt a frog rise in my throat as Julius began to piston in and out of her: with every thrust, I could feel her stomach distend around his huge member. I watched as his balls tightened and rolled, pumping precum as he slid in and out of her, and I felt her stretching around him.
Troy lifted my legs, resting them on his shoulders, and he held my thighs tightly.
“Fuck me!” Carly cried.
Julius sped up, and so did Troy.
I was being smothered and completely consumed by sexual hunger, and as it crested, Carly grabbed my balls, sending a mix of dull pain and bliss through my gray matter.
I gasped, breathing in more of Carly and Julius. His balls brushed against my face.
“Fuck the cum out of him, Troy,” Carly said. “Fuck him until he squirts it all over.”
I squirmed, but Troy grabbed my wrists and used them to pull himself deeper.
Julius’s strokes became more sloppy and wild over my face, and his breath became heavy and labored. Watching his testicles tighten and roll as they slapped across Carly’s clit, I knew what was about to happen.
“I’m about to bust, baby,” Julius said
“I’m not on birth control, daddy,” Carly said. Then she added in a mocking voice “I don’t think my boyfriend would like it if you finished in me.”
Julius grunted in response, and I saw him speed up at just the thought of dumping his load into Carly.
“You can… You can do whatever you want,“ I heard a voice say.
Holy shit.
That hadn’t been any voice.
That had been my voice.
I pressed my lips together as Troy fucked me harder, clearly excited at my own self debasement. My ass was clapping against his ass, and I felt him swell in my guts.
Almost without thinking, I had told Carly that she could let another man cum in her if she wanted him to.
My body was on fire, and I felt my ass spasm around Troy.
Julius grunted louder, and I almost saw him falter at my unexpected words.
Carly gripped my balls tighter and sent another bolt of ecstasy through my body. “You really mean it, baby? You’re really okay if Julius breeds this cunt?“
I kept my lips pursed, but I felt them tremble.
“Answer her, fag,” Troy said. His own movements were violent and jerky now too.
“Mm… Y—yeah,“ I said after a moment, working the words out between moans.
I had no idea what was driving me to say these things. All I knew was that as I said the words, told Carly that Julius could finish inside her, I felt a carnal thrill that nothing else so far had matched.
“You want to paint this pussy, daddy?“ Carly asked Julius, begging.
Julius just cried out in response, and his fingers gripped Carly all the more tightly as he heaved her hard onto him.
“Get me pregnant, Juls,“ Carly moaned. Her legs began to shake again on either side of my head. “Pump it all right into my fucking womb.“
Julius didn’t speak, but he continued to move her forward and back like a flashlight, stroking his massive cock with her petite body.
Then it happened.
Julius’s balls clenched, pulling up toward his body. I watched this as shaft, pulsated, moving almost as if it had a mind of its own.
Carly wailed, and I knew that she was feeling Julius’ load gushing into the deepest parts of her.
Both of the last times I felt Julius cum, it had flooded my insides, and I was sure that now Carly too, could feel his semen splash into her.
Another shattering orgasm crashed over Carly, and she tensed on top of me. Her whole body was flexing, drawing Julius’ cum inside her.
Julius quivered as the last drops were milked out of him, and Carly had all but collapsed on me, covered in a cold sweat.
However, as their vigorous motion ceased, I became even more shockingly aware of Troy‘s dick pistoning in and out of me.
He was pulling out almost all of his cock before thrusting it back in, using his long, forceful strokes to humble my prostate.
As I opened my mouth to make another perverted and shameful sound, Julius pulled out of Carly, and she shifted back to grind her used pussy on my lips.
Cum flowed out of Carly and onto my tongue, and as I swallowed what seemed to be gallons of spunk, she squeezed my balls again.
Julius moved away from above me, getting off the couch.
“You are such, such a good boy,” she said. She spoke with an exhausted and throaty timbre. “Now it’s your turn to get filled up like me.“
I keened into Carly‘s crotch, letting loose muffled and breathy utterances between swallows.
Cum was once again baptizing my throat and streaming down my cheeks. I could do nothing but pray that the precious liquid would never run dry.
Troy moved my wrist, bringing it up slightly, and in my palm, I felt Julius’ familiar shaft. He had moved to the side so that he could bring his cock to my hand. He was still slick with Carly‘s juices, and I rolled his shaft in my hand as I stroked it. He was still hard as slate, and I silently hoped that I could drink more from his godlike cock before the night was over.
As I lay there, Carly was full of cum and straddling my face, Julius was hard and fucking my hand, and Troy was using me like I was a doll. It all became too much. A familiar feeling began to come over me.
It was like feeling the first heavy drop of rain, knowing that a downpour is about to ensue.
However, I had no clue of the intensity.
With a calm, even mind, I welcomed the feeling with open arms.
All the muscles in my lower body tightened, and I felt my balls pull close to my body as my watery cum shot out and splattered over Carly‘s chest and my lower stomach.
I screamed as Troy continued his assault, and I gripped Julius’ dick tight.
Unlike all of the others that come before it, this orgasm was like an unrelenting torrent, a typhoon that left nothing in its path but shards and splinters. It blew through and over me, ripping apart my being into wet, mushy fragments.
I felt like I was dissolving and disappearing under the inescapable wall of water that ran through me.
I don’t know how long I lay there, my ass continuously bracing and contracting with ripples of rapture.
My orgasm subsided, but I was still awash in bliss when I heard Troy‘s words.
“I’m close,“ he said.
Even as I was still recovering, I clenched my ass muscles as best I could, squeezing him tightly.
His movements became even more vicious and passionate, and soon his cock began to pulse in my ass.
He grunted as his jizz shot out of him and into my body, injected into my soul.
It flowed from him in violent, substantial spurts, each one bathing my insides.
A shiver ran through me as I realized I had a different man’s load in both of my holes. Even as I thought this, my own dick stirred and grew hard again.
“Looks like somebody’s ready for round two.“ Julius said, wrapping his fingers around my shaft.
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The next morning, Carly and I lay in bed, staring at the popcorn ceiling together and looking for shapes.
“I’m telling you,” I said, “I can see a dog right there.“
“That is not a dog. Dogs don’t have wings,“ Carly laughed.
“Maybe some of them do,“ I said. “This one does.“
“Fine,” she said, smiling. She rolled onto her stomach and rested her chin on my chest. “This one does.“
We looked into each other‘s eyes.
The night before, Troy and Julius had used us until two in the morning, and I had lost count of how many times we all came.
In the light of day, however, it was a hard subject to broach.
After all, even if we both were into it, it was embarrassing to talk about how I had acted in front of my girlfriend, right?
“You know that I already had a spare morning after pill to take, right?“ Carly asked me.
I blinked. I hadn’t known that.
She blushed. “I just… I just love you, and even if all of this stuff turns me on—even if it turns you on—I never wanna lose us.”
“Me neither,” I said. “I think it’s just weird because… You know.“
“Because this is definitely not how most relationships go, right?“ Carly asked.
I nodded.
“I just wanna know… Are you happy? Have you been enjoying yourself with this?“ Carly asked. Her face was earnest. “I mean… I know that you enjoy it in the moment, I just wanna make sure—“
“Baby,” I said, “this is all uncharted territory for me, but now that the door is opened… I can’t imagine it closing.”
Carly‘s face lit up and she spoke excitedly. “Really? I can’t either,” she said. Then she slowed, tempering herself. “I mean, I will seriously totally stop everything if you’re uncomfortable with it ever, and I never want you to…“
“Carly,“ I said, “it’s okay. I don’t know what to call this whole dynamic, this whole thing, but I do know that I wouldn’t want it with anybody else, and I don’t think I can… I don’t think I can go back.“
Carly looked at me, and she ran her fingers over my chest. “So was everything OK last night, baby? We didn’t go too far?“
I pursed my lips. “Well there was one asshole move from you.“
Carly looked distraught. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I knew it. What was it?“
“You kept hogging Julius,“ I said.
Carly screwed up her face into a half smile before she picked up a pillow and threw it over my head. “You jackass,“ she said. ”I was being serious.“
I just laughed and pulled her closer. Our lips brushed against one another lightly before our tongues. They danced together to a familiar, gentle tune.
I pulled away. “Do you want to join Julius and Troy at the tailgate soon?“ I asked.
Carly smiled at me and nodded. “Sure, baby.”
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Thanks for reading! As I said, this part will serve as a soft bookend for the story, and if these characters return, it will be under the name of a new series!