'Best Man' draft: Cuck listens from the hallway while his fiance gets fucked (part 1) (Patreon)

Hey, here's another rough draft. This is the first half of what's turning into a fairly long chapter. In it our cuck protagonist picks his bull up from the airport, then listens from the hallway to the bull fucking his fiance. 

Let me know what you think, any suggestions for how I might improve on this chapter, or any suggestions about what should happen next.

I could tell as we got closer to the airport that Josh was getting more and more excited. In the short time since he’d met Brian he had become much more into him than I’d seen him get with any of our other bulls. To be honest, it worried me a little. But at the same time I was happy for him, plus I couldn’t believe my luck getting to watch the two of them together.

In two weeks since Brian stayed over, he and Josh had been in regular contact - messaging, sending each other dirty pics, even the odd phone call or two. Then the other day Josh had asked me if I minded Brian forgoing his usual hotel room and staying over with us for the whole time he was in town. “It seems kind of pointless for him to pay for a hotel, you know?” he’d said. “He’s only here for a night and I’m keen for him to stay over again, so it makes sense for him to just stay here the whole time.”

My cock had jumped at the suggested, so I had told him without hesitating that I was ok with it. Now though, as I sat there behind the steering wheel on my way to pick him up from the airport, my nerves were all over the place.

“Babe, where will I sleep?” I asked. “Will I have to sleep on the sofa again?”

Josh thought about it for a second. “I guess,” he replied. “I don’t know. I guess we can sort it out when Brian’s here. He might have a preference.”

That moment when they’d told me I wouldn’t be sleeping with them was hot. And I had been insanely horny all night sleeping alone on that sofa, imagining them tangled in each others arms as they slept in their sweat and cum. But it was starting to dawn on me that if this was going to be the arrangement every fortnight from now on, I was going to be spending a lot of my time excluded from the action.

We didn’t talk much as we got closer to the airport. I don’t know if it was just our combined nerves and excitement that killed the conversation, or if it was the awkwardness of us both knowing that right now he wanted Brian much more than he wanted me. When we got to the airport I started to head to the parking area but Josh said “you can just pull up in the pick-up zone if you want, I’ll run in and get him.”

I was disappointed. I wanted to see them meet, see how they reacted to each other when they saw each other again. But I switched lanes and drove up to the pick-up zone, and pulled over. The car was barely stopped when Josh opened the door and started to climb out. “Back in a minute, babe,” he said. Then, like an afterthought, he leaned back in and gave me a kiss on the cheek before he jumped out of the car and closed the door.

He was barely in the airport door when I thought to myself, Fuck this. I want to see. I knew that if I left the car unattended there would be a good chance I’d end up with a ticket. And if I did, they’d both know I’d followed Josh in there. But in that moment the urge to see them overrode logic. So I jumped out of the car and ran into the airport after him.

It took me a second to get my bearings, but it was pretty easy to work out what gate he was arriving at. I ran towards it, but stopped close to the gate and hid behind a pillar once I saw Josh.

It only took a minute or two before passengers began spilling out through the arrival gate. Maybe twenty or so people came out before I caught sight of Brian, casually walking out with a bag slung over his shoulder. As soon as he was clear of the crowd, Josh run over to him and threw his arms around him. Brian grabbed him in a tight embrace, and they kissed. 

They turned to walk back, and for an instant I clocked the giddy, blissed out look on Josh’s face before I snuck back behind the pillar and then darted off in the opposite direction so they wouldn’t see me. As they headed towards the baggage claim I ran back to the car. I was relieved to find that there was no ticket on the windscreen. I hopped back into the driver’s seat and waited.

After ten minutes or so I saw the two of them emerge through the sliding glass doors and make their way to the car. I hopped out, and stood awkwardly as I waited for them to get closer. When they were close enough I greeted Brian with a meek “hi” and extended my hand to shake his.

“Hey,” he replied. He took my hand and shook it. Hard. So hard it hurt. That had to be on purpose, just to show me who was in control.

I jumped back into the driver’s seat. Brian opened the back door and climbed in. But to my surprise, instead of getting in the front with me, Josh climbed into the back seat with Brian. Instantly they were making out in the back seat, and Josh within a few seconds climbed onto Brian’s lap.

We were barely through the ticket barrier when Josh started to grapple with Brian’s fly. I couldn’t see down there in the rear view mirror, but I could tell by the moan of appreciation that Josh must have freed Brian’s cock from his pants. As I drove, Josh bucked up and down on Brian’s dick, rubbing his ass against it.

Once we got onto the motorway, Josh got off Brian’s lap and sat next to him again. Then he bent down in his seat, and took Brian’s cock in his mouth. I kept trying to sneak a look back there to see his mouth bobbing up and down on that big dick, but every time I did I started to veer out of my lane. So I tried my best to concentrate on the driving while every now and then sneaking a quick look at them. 

The drive seemed to go on forever. The whole time, Josh had his mouth wrapped around Brian’s cock, and Brian just lay back with his hands behind his head enjoying the ride.

When we finally pulled up outside our house, Brian shoved his meaty cock back into his pants, but didn’t bother to do them up properly. We all hurriedly piled out of the car and headed up the short path to the house. As I fumbled with the keys, Brian pinned Josh up against the wall, grabbed him around the waist and kissed his neck. My eyes darted around, making sure none of the neighbours were seeing this.

As soon as I got the door unlocked I pushed it open, and they went in before me. They didn’t break their embrace for a second. Brian gently pushed Josh down the hallway, guiding him by the waist. Josh just stumbled along backwards, leaning into Brian’s kiss is a state of submissive lust. I followed slowly behind them, taking it all in. As they passed through the doorway into the bedroom, Brian shoved Josh down onto the bed. Then as he stepped towards him he slammed the door shut behind him, right in my face.

I stood there for a moment, stunned. Was that on purpose? Surely they didn’t mean to shut me out? Not yet, not until it was time to go to sleep. For a few seconds I had no idea what to do. Then I knocked, gingerly.

“Fuck off!”

Motherfucker. This time I knocked harder. “Hey! I thought I was going to get to watch!” I wanted that to come out sounding tough, angry. But when I heard the words come out of my mouth it sounded more like pleading.

There was silence for a second. Then the door swung open abruptly and Brian was standing there. He looked pissed. “I told you to fuck off,” he growled.

I started to stammer: “But—“

“Look, it’s been two weeks and I want a bit of alone time with my boy. I might let you watch later. If you stop moaning like a little bitch and give us some peace.”

I looked past him to where Josh was lying on the bed, already stripped down to his jocks with a massive boner. He just kind of shrugged and said “Sorry babe. Maybe in a bit?”

With that Brian slammed the door in my face again. Seconds later I heard his low growls, combined with Josh’s moans.

I was furious. For a moment I thought about barging in there. But instead I reached down and pulled out my already hard cock, and started jerking it.

I must have stood out there for forty-five minutes or so, trying to picture what they were doing inside my bedroom. At first, the low moans told me that they were probably undressing each other slowly, making out, exploring each other’s cocks with their hands and their mouths. But after a while I heard the unmistakeable sound of Josh crying out with pain and pleasure as Brian entered him, and before long I started to hear the bed creak and the headboard hit the wall as Brian started fucking him with more and more intensity.