I'll be Cucked for Christmas: Part 5 (Patreon)

It's the aftermath: Harry's just found out his boyfriend Leo's been getting fucked by his high-school bully Mark. And he's angry about it - but a little turned on.

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“I can’t believe you fucking did that,” I said in an enraged whisper once we were finally alone that night. I’d been barely able to look at Leo that evening, let alone talk to him, but we hadn’t had even a moment to talk until we were alone in our room getting ready for bed.

“What the fuck?” he whispered back. “You said I could go get laid. You asked for the fucking photos.”

“With him though? Why did it have to be with him?”

“Why not? He’s hot, he was online. Just because you know him?”

“Yes just because I know him!”

“He came up in conversation multiple times, and you never said not to.”

“That’s because I thought he was straight.”

“Well he’s obviously not,” Leo said, looking exasperated. “What is it with this guy, anyway? You haven’t told me anything about how you guys know each other. You seem like you’re holding something back.”

“If you realised that then why did you let him fuck you?” I said.

Leo paused. “I don’t know,” he said, a little less combatively. “I guess it didn’t really occur to me till I said it just now that you seem to have some baggage about this guy.”

He sat down on the bed next to me. “What is it about him? You’re obviously not exes if you thought he was straight. So what is it?”

I took a deep breath. I didn’t want to have to admit what a fucking wimp I’d been at high school. “He… he used to bully me.”

“Oh. Like, badly?”

I nodded. “Badly.”

“What kinds of stuff?”

“I dunno, it’s hard to remember all the details,” I said, trying to deflect. When he sat there silently, waiting for me to continue, I reluctantly did. “He used to say all kinds of homophobic stuff. And just kind of intimidate me, like stand over me at my locker. Make me give him my lunch money. Even made me do his homework a couple of times because he threatened to kick my ass if I didn’t.”

“Shit,” Leo said. “He didn’t mention any of that.”

“I’m not surprised. Why would he admit to that?”

“Good point,” he conceded. “Maybe he’s changed though, you know? Maybe he’s a better guy now. People get older and learn empathy and regret doing that kind of stuff. Maybe he’d apologise if you talked about it.”

“He didn’t look very apologetic, did he?” I asked angrily. “He looked like he was enjoying taking something from me. Just like he used to.”

“If you’d said something to me—” He stopped and corrected himself. “If I’d known, I wouldn’t have done anything with him.”

“It’s done now,” I said. “At least you had a good time.”

I turned away and picked up my phone to communicate that I was done with the conversation. Leo laid a hand on my shoulder as he got up off the bed, then he went to the bathroom to wash up before bedtime.

I thought about Mark. I couldn’t just leave it at that. I pulled up the unknown number that had sent the video earlier. I knew I should just leave it alone, but I couldn’t. I typed out a message and hit send before I could talk myself out of it.

Why did you fuck him?

It only took a few seconds for the little ticks to appear showing me he’d read the message. And thirty seconds more for the reply to come:

Because he’s hot and he was practically begging for it

He was giving me eyes since the first second we met the other day

I messaged back:

You didn’t do it to mess with me?

Nah

If it did that’s just a bonus

You’re an asshole

Settle down bro

It sounded to me like you wanted to see him get fucked

So you’re welcome

Fuck you

Stay away from him

That’s up to him

I wanted to act tough. Threaten him, tell him how he’d suffer if he came anywhere near my boyfriend again. But I obviously wouldn’t be convincing anyone. And besides, he was right. It was up to Leo. And at least I knew Leo wouldn’t hurt me like that.

It was weird: thinking about Leo going back to him for more was obviously the last thing I wanted, yet it kind of found myself wishing for it anyway.

Leo came back into the room and I put my phone down. Which was a good thing, because it stopped me replying to Mark, which was for the best.

“Can you tell me about it?” I asked him as he stripped his clothes off. I don’t know what prompted me to ask, but I just couldn’t help it somehow.

“About what?”

“The sex. With Mark.”

“Babe I think maybe we should just drop it,” he said. “I don’t want to make you any more upset. I shouldn’t have done it, and I’m—”

“Please?” I asked. “I’m not trying to pick a fight about it. I want to know what it was like for you.”

He eyed me sceptically.

“I saw his video,” I said. “I saw he was fucking you raw.”

Leo nodded.

“Did he breed you?”

He nodded again. I felt my dick surge and pulse with the urge to stand up.

“Was it good?”

Leo took a couple of steps over to me, till he was standing right in front of me. He leaned down, and for a second I thought he was going to kiss me. But instead he just whispered, “He buried that load so fucking deep, babe.”

Those words sent a shiver down my spine that set my cock pulsing again. “Was he rough with you?”

“Yes. He threw me around on the bed like I was nothing. And he pinned me down and pounded my ass so hard. He treated me like a piece of meat, and it felt fucking incredible.”

“Would you do it again?” I asked.

He withdrew a bit, looking a little irritated. “I told you already, I—”

“If my feelings didn’t come into it. Would you then?”

“If your feelings didn’t come into it…” He paused, squeezed my cock through my trousers. “I’d still be there right now. And I wouldn’t be coming home tonight.”

“Oh fuck,” I whimpered. I started to frantically unbutton my trousers. “Fuck babe I need to fuck you so bad.” I pulled my cock out, it was fully hard by this point. “Sit on it, quick,” I begged him.

He pulled off his underwear, climbed on top of me and lowered his ass down onto my cock. It felt loose and slick, nothing like what I was used to. But that didn’t make it any less pleasurable; in fact there was something even hotter about fucking his used ass and feeling how badly Mark had wrecked it.

“You’ll never get your load as deep as he did,” Leo whispered in my ear.

He didn’t have to wait long to test that theory, because I was already busting my nut inside him.