Out of Bounds E8 | My two new friends make me feel better with their mouths (Patreon)

Everyone is over the age of 18

Continued directly from the last story 

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“Alright, stop fucking around.” I reach for the doorknob, but Danae's body is still covering it. She’d need to stop leaning on it for me to open it. That, and to pull her pants back up.

“I'm serious. Fuck her. Show me that you're not a fucking liar and you made her cum.” 

“AhHHH!” she whimpers loudly as Connor pushes his fat meat back inside her. 

“You a little sore?” He reaches under and stimulates her with his fingers. “Dirty sluts get what they get. He's going to get this wrecked pussy and you're not even going to even feel a thing.” 

“Alright man, I get it.” My voice shakes. You have a bigger dick than me. He pulls it out again, the shaft curving downwards now that he’s cummed. 

“What? Now you're too much of a little bitch to fuck her?” He sneers. “You scared to admit that you were never big enough for her? To make her cum?” Connor scoffs. 

I did make her cum. I felt it. It wasn't fake. 

“Either admit you've got a small useless dick, or fuck her. Or maybe it’ll be both.” He laughs, and the macho side of me steps up. 

I did make her cum. Not because of sheer size, but because I have more brain cells than you. 

I grit my teeth and take his position. Taking a deep breath, I take down my sweats. The boner I've been sporting watching them fuck springs out, and I bare the brute of his mean laugh. 

“Fucking cuck. Good luck trying to make her feel that puny thing.” 

I'm not as big as him. There's no contest about that. But I'm not small either. 

I look down at her swollen lips. A sliver of white foam coats the outside of it. 

“Stop wasting my time,” Connor says behind me. I take another deep breath and plunge in. 

Squish. 

Fuck, that's nasty. His load inside makes the canal extremely wet, and there is no tension in the way she holds herself together. 

“Like a hotdog in a hallway.” Connor snickers behind me. I close my eyes and focus, moving my hips inside the wet and loose hole. 

Squish… squish…squish…

“You don't even feel that, do you, baby?” he asks her.

“No,” she says. 

A grunt of anger comes out of me. I grit my teeth some more and attempt to drill at her. 

Squish…squish…squish…

All I can hear is his jizz getting pushed around in her. The image of my dick slipping in his cum… is not it for me. I’m not a cuck. 

She doesn't moan. She doesn't even make a single noise. The only noise is Connor’s arrogant snickers. 

“You're trying to convince me that you made her cum?” He pushes on my stomach to get me to pull out. My half-soft cock falls out, covered in his translucent spunk. “Liar.” 

“I did,” I say, stroking my cock to try to get it to look less pathetic. I become hyper aware that I'm using his cum as lube and it just makes it even more difficult to stay hard. 

“Sad. Keep lying to yourself.” Connor pulls his girlfriend off the door. Obviously getting off on being dominant, his girthy dick is hard again. He lifts her up easily in his muscular arms, and lowers her onto his shaft. 

“AhHhhHHh!” She lets out a loud whine now that she's being stretched again. 

“Get out of my room, bitch. Don't let me see your face around here again,” Connor snarls at me, dick deep in his woman.

Completely demoralized, I hastily put on my clothes and leave the dorm room. My hand is sticky with a combination of her juices and his cum, so I ran awkwardly to Jonathan and Mark's dorm building, which always has people coming in and out. Once again, with luck on my side, I get inside quickly and find the washroom to wash my hands. 

“Hey, you okay?” I jump at the voice. “I saw you running from our window. Did you cut your hand or something?” Jonathan says. 

“No.” I wash my hands for a second time and then turn off the sink. “Can I use your shower?” 

“I mean, it's for everyone,” Jonathan says, analyzing my face. “I'll get you a towel.” 

It felt good to wash Connor off my body. I didn't touch him but being in a hole with his cum is more than enough to make me want to throw up. 

I went to solve an issue and I came out showing him that I’m his little bitch. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

I knock on Mark and Jonathan’s door to give them back their towel, and I turn to leave. 

“Okay. So, you might not be aware, but we're friends now.” Mark pulls me in. “Tell us everything.” 

So I do. Pretty much down to the details of what it felt like to lose my boner when I'm trying to perform. 

“That's fucked up,” Jonathan murmurs. 

“Kinda hot,” Mark says with a shrug.

“Babe!” Jonathan looks at his boyfriend with shock. 

“What?” Mark shrugs again. “I like me a dom.” 

“I want to disappear off the face of the fucking planet.” I lay down on their bed. “It just gets worse every time I try to fix it. First I'm the asshole. Then, I'm a cocksucker. Now I'm a fucking cuck?” 

“Hopefully, you can still go back to your old campus,” Mark pips. I uncover my eyes just to shoot him a death glare. “Relax. Well, now he has what he wants. Connor is just a big bully that needs to know that he's at the top of the food chain. Apex predator.” 

“Fuck him.” 

“You're lucky he didn't do that to you,” Mark says. “That's not a beginner size dong. Alright!” It looks like Jonathan slapped him in his arm to get him to stop. 

“Seriously, if I go missing, don't file a report,” I groan. I have no idea how to get out of this mess. Maybe I'll just drive to another state and start all over again. 

“Wait, so if you got soft while trying to fuck her… that means you didn't cum?” Mark asks. 

I shake my head silently. “That makes it two times with her with no nut. She just exists to ruin my life.” 

“No wonder you're in a bad mood then,” Mark says. 

“I'm in a bad mood because my life is a shitty movie plot,” I say, covering my eyes again. I hear them whisper to each other. “If you guys are going to fuck, I'm not moving from this spot. You told me to come in.” 

“Let us help you,” Mark says. A spot on the bed depresses beside me. 

“A man needs to cum,” Jonathan says, and the bed idents on the other side. I uncover my eyes to see my friends on both sides of me. 

“What are you two doing?” I ask as Mark touches my thigh. He rotates his thumb gently on my sweats. 

“If this is making you hard, you need to cum and let all that frustration out.” 

And it is making me hard. These grey sweatpants aren't hiding it either. It's the memory of Mark sucking the load out of me last time too. He is truly good at that.

“You'll feel a lot better after. You did last time, didn't you?” Jonathan asks, imitating his boyfriend's soft massage on my other thigh. 

“Do all gay friends just suck and fuck each other?” I ask. They laugh at my joke and then share a look. 

“Kind of,” Mark says. They kiss each other and Mark gropes my hard cock. “Oh yeah, you need to get off.” He looks over at me as Jonathan sucks on his neck. “We can make it quick.” 

The frustration of not cumming earlier bubbles up in me and I nod in agreement. If there is one thing that can make this day better, it’s probably having a good release. Slipping down my sweats, my hard dick is already in position because I didn't want to put on my underwear again after the shower. 

“Let's do it, babe,” Jonathan says, looking only into his boyfriend’s eyes. 

“OhHhh!” I look at the ceiling as my dick gets engulfed in a hot mouth. 

“Oh, this is rock-hard. Try it,” Mark murmurs. My dick gets swallowed again, but the mouth is even hotter this time. I look down to see my dick in Jonathan’s mouth for the first time. 

“This is a good straight cock,” Jonathan says. With my dick between them, they lick at my shaft in unison. 

“Oh fuck…” I move to hold their heads and hesitate to touch them. They coordinate their movements, and Mark goes to suck my tip while Jonathan goes down on my balls. It feels like a million hands and mouths on my crotch at once. “Fuck, you guys…”

“His balls are tight.” 

“He's close. He's precumming a lot.” 

“Ah!” I get deep throated. I look down and see the top of Mark's head. “Fuck!” Jonathan has his turn, his mouth 1 degree warmer. 

“We haven't done this in so long,” Jonathan says. “You look so pretty sucking cock, babe.” They shift my cock to the side and Jonathan admires his boyfriend slurping on my shaft. Then, he takes my wood and slips it in my mouth. 

“It's a good look for you too,” Mark says, cupping my balls.

“Oh my god…” I sigh as the sensation of needing to cum makes me breathe quickly. 

“You want to swallow his cum this time?” Mark licks the part of my shaft that's not being used by Jonathan. “It’s pretty sweet.”

“Ah!” 

“Mmm…” Jonathan hums with his mouth stuffed. 

I didn't feel like I needed to announce that I was close. I could tell that they can feel it in my body. 

Mark goes to lick my balls, and I let the heavenly feeling wash over me. 

“Oh…oh…OhhHH…OHhhHHHh!” The nice relaxing feeling turns into an intense pressure, ready to crack. 

“You have to go deep when he starts cumming,” Mark says in between licks on my scrotum. 

Cumming…

I hold it back for one more second and open the floodgates. The cum rushes out of me into Jonathan’s mouth and he reacts to the taste of me by deep throating me. 

“Ahh!!” It triggers my body's natural instinct to start spurting cum. “Fuck!” 

“MMmmM…” Mark pushes Jonathan’s head into my groin and I feel like my whole shaft is hugged by his hot mouth extracting juices for me. 

“Oh shit….” Jonathan pops off and Mark takes over for the aftercare. “Ahh!” I whine as his tongue circles my sensitive tip and then I twitch as I get swallowed again. 

“Feeling like a man again?” Jonathan asks me. “You're looking a lot more relaxed.” 

My dick twitches inside Mark’s tight mouth. “Good boner. Good cum. Didn't have to be a cuck.” I give them a weak two thumbs up before covering my eyes again. 

“I didn't mind being a cuck for Connor,” Jonathan says distantly. “Acquired taste, maybe. You could try it again with a hole that's tighter to begin with…”

Tighter to begin with…