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After the others left, Brad took Chad to the shower. It was almost 3:00 am. He soaped Chad up and cleaned him thoroughly with washcloth, emphasizing his possession. *quot;You're sleeping in my bed tonight*quot; he told Chad as he toweled him dry. *quot;And I expect to see you there in the morning.*quot;

Chad nodded.

When he awoke, Brad saw Chad had obeyed. He watched Brad from across the bed, expression unreadable. Without a word, Brad rolled on top of Chad and claimed his mouth. They were both naked, not having bothered to get dressed the night before. He felt Chad shiver, his cock thickening against Brad's thigh as his mouth was thoroughly ravaged. Brad shifted, allowing his own prick to rub seductively into Chad's erection.

He brought him off like that, bucking their bodies together, skin against skin. Then, without a word, he got up and went about his day.

In the weeks that followed, they got into a routine. On nights where Chad didn't have something important going on, he generally stayed in with Brad. They would watch movies and chatt almost normally, until Brad decided the time was right to pull his cock out.

One night, he made Chad wear make-up, then dressed him in just a garter skirt, stockings, and bright red heels. Then he had him sit through the entirety of '2001 a Space Odyssey' before bending him over the side of the bed for a buggering session. Watching the humiliated contortions of Chad's face, bedazzled with mascara and red lipstick, was almost as delicious to Brad as the feel of his cock forcing Chad's tight sphincter open while his inner thighs chafing against the stockings and garter clips.

Brad was intoxicated by his power over Chad. His whirling, creative brain kept spurring him to up the ante. He bought restraints for use with Chad; it was good, but he wanted more. The D*D group still banged Chad periodically, but Brad dreamt of devising an even more extreme group fuck situation.

By chance, he saw an ad on Craigslist, and in a flash he recognized his opportunity.

Several members of Chad's soccer team were organizing a going away party for a couple of the most popular seniors. They wanted something special. After a bit of negotiation, Brad agreed to provide the entertainment.

The night of the party, Brad arrived wearing a hooded cloak and Anonymous mask. He wheeled in a large cardboard box, of his own original construction. The box was large enough to hold one very muscular man. That man knelt in the box, hands cuffed behind his back. Padding on either side to keep him comfortable and securely in place.

Brad slid open the two panels at either end to reveal two small circular openings, and announced the two-hole gloryhole box open for business. It turned out it was to be a very popular business.

Chad, who of course was occupant of the box, took a number of cocks at each end over the course of the night. Brad manned the box, making sure the guys at the ass-end kept condoms on and used sufficient lube. Chad made very little noise, perhaps concerned his voice would be recognized. He was forced to listen as his teammates each took their turns, making jokes about what an enthusiastic slut they were fucking. They all assumed it was a hot stripper in the box, never dreaming it was their bro Chad sucking them off.

At the end of the night, the team captain gave Brad five-thousand dollars cash. *quot;That whore is completely worth it man*quot; he said, within hearing of the box. *quot;Best head I've ever gotten.*quot;

Back at the dorm Brad helped Chad out, noticing he'd scummed the box's floor at some point during the night. He fanned the money out on the bed, and lay Chad, still cuffed, face up on top of it. *quot;You're a bonafide whore now, faggot,*quot; said Brad, positioning his cock at Chad's well used, but as yet unbred, asshole. *quot;You're getting half the cash.*quot;

*quot;Fuck Brad, you're insane*quot; whimpered Chad.

Brad thrust in hard, making Chad gasp.

*quot;And you love it, don't you whore?*quot; Brad murmured, humping away. He felt Chad's erection bobbing against his stomach.

*quot;That's right, I own this ass,*quot; said Brad. Chad just moaned.

After they both came he made escort bayan sure to uncuff Chad, and then fell almost immediately into a deep, sated slumber.

He awoke with a start a few hours later. Something was off. He tried to sit up, only to realize he had been tied spread-eagle, one limb to each of the bedposts. *quot;What the hell?!*quot; said Brad, pulling uselessly at the restraints. He recognized them. They were something he bought to use with Chad.

*quot;Oh good, you're awake*quot; came Chad's familiar voice.

*quot;Chad! What the heck is this?*quot; asked Brad, once again attempting to free himself.

Chad smiled apologetically, sitting down on the side of the bed next to Brad.

*quot;Brad, I don't like how things have been going. I love when you go all supervillain, but it's totally out of control. We need to be talking about things before you do them.*quot;

*quot;Ha!*quot; Said Brad. *quot;Don't pretend you haven't liked all of it.*quot;

*quot;Sure,*quot; said Chad. *quot;But last night was too far. That kind of thing could really affect my future if people found out. Yours too. I mean, it was illegal! My parents are coming down next weekend. I can't have you pulling crazy shit like that again. We need to have a more normal relationship.*quot;

*quot;No way is that going to happen,*quot; said Brad. *quot;You have your place, I have mine. On top of you.*quot;

*quot;See, I do enjoy that dude, but you seem to think it makes you better than me. That's not cool. I need to give you an attitude adjustment.*quot;

*quot;What the heck does that mean?*quot; asked Brad.

Chad caressed Brad's shoulder, staring meaningfully into his eyes.

*quot;I'm going to fuck your ass, Brad.*quot;

*quot;NOOOO!*quot; Brad shouted. He couldn't believe this crap.*quot;You can't do this to me you pervert! I'm not some big fag like you are!*quot;

Chad sighed, smiling indulgently.

*quot;I'm going to go get the lube.*quot;

*quot;No! Fuck you Chad!*quot;

Chad came back with lube, but didn't immediately use it. Instead, He caressed and licked Brad all over his body lovingly. *quot;God, you're so gorgeous, man*quot; he moaned.

*quot;Shut up! That's ridiculous.*quot; Brad retorted. But the words sent a jolt of pleasure, making him shiver. Chad's sensual assault also started to affect him, and soon he was panting, sweat beading. He squirmed and his harding cock ended up bumping into Brad.

*quot;Nice to see this again*quot; said Chad, reaching down to stroke it. *quot;What a beautiful cock.*quot;

Brad screwed his eyes shut, unable to prevent another shiver coursing down his spine. He tried to think of unsexy things. Integration, he could do that. The ones with nested trig functions, those were a bit tricky.

The next moment his plan blasted apart as Chad slipped Brad's cock between his lips. Brad couldn't help but moan in wanton abandon.

Torturously, Chad teased him, giving his cock dainty little licks. Brad shuddered, needing more, but desperate not to demean himself by begging. Then he felt Chad's lubed fingers circling his hole.

Brad gasped.

*quot;You have a nice little ass, man*quot; said Chad, continuing to tease the outer rim of Brad's asshole.

*quot;I love watching when you're doing homework, laying on your stomach. Two nice little handfuls, just begging to be pinched.*quot;

*quot;Oh fuck off you Ahhhhhh!*quot; Chad had slipped a big diggit into Brad's backdoor. It stung a bit as it forced him open.

*quot;Don't worry, we'll find the spot in a bit.*quot;

Brad moaned in horror. He couldn't like this, he wouldn't!

Chad found his prostate, sending jolts of pleasure through him with each wiggle of his finger.

*quot;You're feeling it now, right?*quot; said Chad. He added another finger.

*quot;Noooo....*quot; groaned Brad.

But despite his denials, it felt...not terrible. And seeing Chad's face smiling gently down on him was causing odd fluttering sensations in his stomach.

He squeezed his eyes shut, redoubling his attempt to distract himself with math. But he couldn't keep in the whorish little moans he made with each invasion of Chad's thick fingers. His whole body felt sensitized, responsive to the smallest of stimuli.

*quot;That's it.*quot; came Chad's soothing voice. *quot;Relax into the feeling.*quot;

That altıparmak escort bayan made Brad tense and try to struggle again, but the feel of his arms chafing at the restraints and his skin rubbing against the soft blanket beneath him only added to his reluctant arousal.

Chad added more lube, as well as another finger. A delicious warmth spread through Brad, snaking up from his violated butthole. As he was relentlessly penetrated by Chad's fingers, the pleasure intensified and was paired with a longing, unfulfilled feeling. He could understand how this was happening. He wasn't a slut! He wasn't!

As Chad carefully added a third finger, he felt a sudden, intense bolt of sensation shoot from his prostate up into his balls. He bit back a moan, trembling at the fullness.

*quot;There you go*quot; said Chad soothingly, rubbing in the precum that now slicked the top of Brad's dick.

The fingers were removed, leaving Brad empty. Brad opened his eyes in immediate, cold dread filling him.

Chad was now lubing up his alarmingly hard eight-inch cock. From Brad's angle, it seemed to tower over him, like a righteous judgement. The veins along its dorsal surface pulsed, obscene and hypnotic.

*quot;No Chad please.....don't do this to me,*quot; he whined, hating how pathetic he sounded. He was terrified of that 8 inch monster splitting him. Yet some masochistic bit of him revelled in this, longing to be filled up again.

*quot;Don't worry Brad. I'm going to take really good care of you,*quot; said Chad.

Chad was looking at him with both affection and intense, primal desire. Brad shuddered under its weight, overwhelmed.

Chad moved on top of Brad, and began humping his hips back and forward so that his cock started hitting into Brad's ass and crack seeking entrance.

*quot;Oh god, oh god!*quot; groaned Brad, overcome by a wave of fear and lust.

*quot;It'll be good, baby, you'll see,*quot; said Chad, leaning down to plant a kiss on Brad's lips. Brad felt the tip of Chad's cock smack into his hole. He gasped, only to have his mouth filled with Chad's tongue. Brad's body was burning--rational thought was an impossibility.

Chad's cock gave an insistent tap, then another, and another, each with a bit more force than the last. Each sent of bolt of lust through Brad, making his anal ring spasm in anticipation. Inevitably, the tip of Chad's cock breached Brad's entrance, and in a moment the head popped past Brad's anal ring.

Brad screamed into Chad's mouth as his ring stretched tight around Chad. Not because of pain, there wasn't much of that. It was at the blow to his identity.

Chad paused. Brad trembled in his grasp, feeling Chad's cock throb within him. He was about to be fucked. Taken. Buggered. By the very slut he'd turned and whored out.

He whimpered in mortification.

*quot;It's too big*quot; he pleaded, hoping for mercy.

*quot;Shhhhh*quot; said Chad, caressing his chest. *quot;Just relax for a second, and you'll adjust.*quot;

*quot;Never!*quot; ground out Brad. His body already had, really. It was his mind that was reeling.

He moaned in shame as Chad's cock slid further into his previously untouched channel. Chad moved his cock in and out in careful little grinds, sinking it ever deeper into Brad.

Finally, Brad felt Chad's balls come to rest against him. HIs humiliation was complete. Surely, he could for no further.

Then Chad began to slide his cock out, and Brad knew he was screwed.

*quot;What a nice, slutty butt you have*quot; slurred Chad. He was beginning to fuck him, three or so of the eight inches sliding out to a steady, insistent beat. Pleasure coursed from Brad's prostate as it was stimulated again and again by the big mushroom head of Chad's monster dick. It was immolating him, holding him suspended at some terrible threshold.

*quot;You're still hard,*quot; said Chad. *quot;And you're getting harder, dude.*quot;

As Chad gradually became more forceful, Brad couldn't help but moan with the unrelenting pleasure. Chad's balls slapped into his ass. He tried to shut out the wet, crude sound, but it kept conjuring thoughts of the salty load inside.

*quot;What nilüfer eskort a sexy, sexy whore,*quot; said Chad. *quot;taking all that big, juicy cock. Such a smart, elegant, sexy whore. You're so beautiful, man. So, so hot.*quot;

There was no mockery in Chad's voice. He spoke adoringly as if 'whore' was a complement.

This was bad, so bad. It was turning him on, chipping away his defenses. He was going to cum. He was going to come like a bitch, fucked to orgasm by Chad's extravagant praise and his massive cock.

Chad continued to hump away steadily, driving Brad to near madness as he was held on the brink of release. *quot;You know what you need to do, right?*quot; said Chad.

Brad looked into his face. Chad was asking him to abase himself. Beg to be fucked harder, to be filled with dominant male cum.

He tried to resist. He bit his cheek, hoping the pain would help.

He wasn't able to hold on more than 50 seconds.

*quot;Please Chad...harder. Give me your seed.*quot; Brad whimpered, surrendering.

*quot;And what's that say about you, you wanting me to fuck you hard?*quot; said Chad, filling Brad with longer strokes but refusing to go faster.

*quot;Oh god...I'm a slut.*quot; Brad sobbed.

*quot;And?*quot;

*quot;A faggot.*quot;

*quot;And?*quot;

*quot;A whore. A bitch whore. Oh goddddd I'm close. I need to come so bad.*quot;

Chad finally started pounding him hard.

*quot;Oh god, your cock, I feel so full. I'm your cum slut.*quot; Brad blubbered, beside himself.

Chad growled in satisfaction.

*quot;I think it's time for the B-word,*quot; said Chad.

*quot;I told you I'm a bitch,*quot; said Brad, overwrought.

*quot;Not that B-word. Repeat after me: I'm your boyfriend.*quot;

No! This was the worst! Romance! Hearts and flowers!

*quot;Fuck! Oh my fucking goood*quot; he yelped, cringing in humiliation.

*quot;Say it Brad,*quot; said Chad, scorching him with the passionate heat of his gaze. Brad felt his lust ramp up yet further as he was filled with confused, aching emotion. His heart felt heavy, but was beating so very fast in his ears.

*quot;Oh god, oh goooood,*quot; Brad yelped, as Chad plowed him, owning his ass. He felt feverish. He couldn't help himself. He was about to be swept away,

*quot;You're....you're my fucking boyfriend.*quot; he moaned, and the words triggering his orgasm. It started deep inside him, then seemed to burst into his balls, before diffusing into his entire body. In a daze, he felt his balls clench repeatedly and cum splattering his chest. The force of It sapped him completely, nearly making him pass out.

When he came to, Chad was cumming inside, marking him, dick twitching and kicking deep in Brad's ass.

When they finally uncoupled,

Chad unlocked him and then gently cuddled into him, soft cock nestling against his butt. *quot;I can't believe it,*quot; said Brad. *quot;I...I actually like you.*quot;

Chad chuckled. *quot;Don't worry. I won't hold it against you. As long as you don't stop calling me a whore and stuff.*quot;

Brad snorted. *quot;Of course, cumslut.*quot;

He felt Chad's cock hardening against his butt.

*quot;I really like you too, cumslut*quot; Chad said.

They fucked again. His time, Chad made Brad straddle him, fuck himself on Chad's cock. Brad was completely lost to shame, forcing his sore butthole down over and over onto Chad's big cock while Chad slapped his ass.

They came out as boyfriends to their families, but decided to keep it quiet at school. Afterall, the soccer team was still very homophobic.

One day, Chad had one of the other players over, Joe. Joe was a very strong african-american guy. His biceps were maybe even bigger than Chad's. They were over to watch the world cup game, drink beers on a Sunday afternoon.

*quot;Damn!*quot; said Joe, as one of the players missed a goal. *quot;Unbelievable! What a fucking faggot!*quot;

Chad's eyes met Brad's over the top of the sofa.

In less time than Brad had thought possible, Joe was draped on top of Chad, impaled from behind on his cock. Joe panted, shocked into silence by the bizarre turn of events, pupils dilated, as Brad sat next to them, groping his meaty chest and thighs. He felt Joe's entire body twitching.

*quot;You've got a nice, hard cock Joe. You sure you aren't just a little bit gay?*quot; Joe just grunted.

Chad grabbed his cock.

*quot;Fuck...*quot; moaned Joe was he was pummeled.

Brad leaned over, smiling into Chad's beaming eyes before kissing him.

It was looking like his was going to be an interesting year.