I finished up my post-workout shower and answered the door to let James in, and from the look on his face, he was as ready to go as I was. I was in my sluttiest underwear, which I borrowed from my girlfriend, and nothing more; James was soon down to his own slutty g-string. As always, he gave me a hard time about borrowing my stripper girlfriend's g-strings, but I had to because I didn't have any guys' g-strings like he did.
I had been cheating on my girlfriend with James since I started dating her; I loved having all my meals and my rent paid for by a stripper, but I loved James' cock in my ass even more. I love girls, sure, but the thrill of taking a thick cock in my ass is unmatched by anything.
James and I have been friends all our lives, fuckbuddies since high school, and lovers since graduation; at the same time, though, we both have girlfriends, and neither girl knows about our relationship. We like it that way; when the girls are at home, we fuck them, and when my girl goes to work, he fucks me.
James is 22 and in very good shape; he does construction work and gets lots of looks from women as well as a few from interested men. He stands 6'5", is bald and has a well-trimmed goatee, and he usually works without a shirt on, showing off his Adonis-like muscles. Like me, he has flawless black skin and is well-hung, and he doesn't like to wear much clothing if he can help it.
I am also 22 and have a nice body; unlike James, I have short hair and a moustache. I stand only 6'2" and, also unlike him, I do not work. My girlfriend pays for everything with her stripper money, and that's exactly how we both like it. I've tried to convince James to quit his job and let his girlfriend, an attorney, support him, and he always tells me he will, but even though she makes twice as much money as he does, he won't quit.
Tonight, both women were working; Lana, his girlfriend, had to see a client, and Jenna, my girlfriend, was stripping. I loved Fridays; both bitches were working late, and James and I could fuck as long as we wanted. I could be his boy-bitch and take his big, black cock in my tight, black ass all evening.
He brought over a porn movie for us to enjoy - black jocks doing each other in locker rooms. I loved locker rooms and had lost my virginity to James in one. He reached his hand inside my g-string and started to play with my hardening cock; I started to do the same to him as the movie got more intense. The first scene was two hot guys in jocks who started off just messing around before one guy dropped to his knees, pulled down his lover's jock, and gave him a blowjob.
I did the exact same thing to James as I started sucking his rock-hard cock. I've blown James countless times, and it never gets old; his cock is at least nine inches long, bigger than my eight inches. I tongued the head of his cock, taking every inch I could in my mouth. I could suck him all night, but I knew he didn't just want to sit there watching porn and getting a blowjob; James was too into me to let that happen.
I saw him smile and tell me,
'Come on, Cutie; get on top of me.'
That was all it took, and I straddled his face to prepare for a 69 without even taking my mouth off his cock. James was on his back, and I felt him slip my g-string down while he put my cock in his mouth. As much as he loved his bitches, he sure gave an awesome blowjob, at least to me - he always told me he refused to go down on his girlfriend and would only go down on me.
He grabbed my ass and pulled my cock into his mouth as far as it would go; I moaned as I tongued his long shaft, hoping to swallow every drop of his cum. I couldn't get enough, as I even started to touch his balls with my tongue. I lived to have cock in my mouth almost as much as I lived for it in my ass, so I took it all.
I moved my lips and the tips of my teeth up and down his shaft, and he did the same to me; his teeth ground against my cock, and I loved the feeling. Jenna blew me a few times, but nothing like that; I always believed women don't know how to please a man. But James sure does, and he was doing it like a pro.
I could sense that James was about to cum, and so was I; it started to get a little more intense, and James started to shake a little bit - his biggest weakness, besides my ass, was the blowjobs I gave him. So I sucked his cock harder, putting my teeth into it and making him moan; he loved when I did this, and he did it back to me, grabbing my ass even harder because he knew it was his.
At almost the same time, we both climaxed; I licked up every drop of cum from his cock, and he did the same to me. I made sure to suck him dry, locing the taste of his sweet cum; he was a bit more sloppy, but it still felt incredible. I couldn't get enough and wouldn't take my mouth off his cock if I didn't know it was going in my ass.
One of the cool things about James is that he can go again right after cumming, so I knew what that meant - my ass would be spread and his cock would fill me. I was already on my hands and knees preparing to be fucked, and he slid out from under me and knelt behind me, grabbing my ass and pulling my g-string down.
Without a second thought, he fucked my ass, starting off without any mercy. I didn't want him to be merciful; I wanted him to be rough, powerful, and ruthless, making me his bitch. I moaned like a little slut as he rode me rough, slapping my tight ass and playing with my balls and rock-hard cock. I couldn't get enough. I didn't want him to take his cock out of my ass ever. I wanted to be his fuck toy.
I didn't need anything to keep my mouth busy, as much as I loved threesomes where a guy fucked my face and another my ass. He thrust into me, grabbing me and forcing me to take every inch; he didn't have to force me because I worshipped him and his massive cock.
He loved to rough me up in other ways, too; taking out a paddle and using it on my ass while he fucked me. He turned my big, black ass red with his paddle while he filled my ass with his cock. I loved hearing him talk dirty to me; when my ass was being fucked, I was his to use any way he wanted. As he rode me, he used one hand to play with my cock and the other to paddle my ass, and in a powerful voice, he demanded,
'You like that, you fucking slut? You like when I beat your ass? You want to take my cock, you worthless fuck toy. You want it bad, bitch. Tell me who you worship, slut.'
I could barely get out, 'I worship you, James,' when he stuffed a ball gag in my mouth and called me a bitch once more; he was so talented. He could gag me with one hand and be back to paddling and spanking me while he played with my balls. His balls, meanwhile, were slapping against my ass as his g-string was down enough to let his cock out.
James blew his load in my ass and filled me up as I continued to scream through my gag; I loved the way his cum filled me up, like I was his bitch, because I was. He would never stop until the bitches got home and he had to go back to being a good boyfriend, but for the rest of the evening, I was his to use. He could make me climax, and I knew he would over and over while he continued to use my ass for what I wanted it used for.
James climaxed again and again while I reached orgasm thanks to his enormous cock hitting every pleasure nerve in my ass. He continued to degrade me and switched to a whip from a paddle; I just lived for him. I would have begged for more if I wasn't gagged, and he knew I wanted more of everything - his cock, his whip, and his hands all over my balls.
I was so into James that I didn't notice the time; we had fucked all evening, and it was now past one in the morning. I didn't really care, except for the fact that Jenna would soon be home, and even then, James was all I could think about. To hell with everything else.
So I didn't see Jenna standing there watching me being ass-fucked by the guy I loved and worshipped. She saw me in her g-string. She saw me with a ball gag in my mouth and an ass full of James' thick cock. She saw me being fucked and lashed mercilessly. And she didn't seem to be getting upset; she just had her arms folded and an interesting look on her face.
Jenna is a tall brunette with an ass befitting a stripper; unlike me and James, she was white, as was James' girlfriend. She was a beauty, and though I preferred cock, I loved her body and could ride her all night. I looked up at her with obvious fear; James showed fear for the first time as well. The look she had made it clear that she was a little upset about being cheated on, but she wasn't going to do anything too drastic. She looked over us - James still hadn't taken his cock out of my ass - and smiled, saying,
'So, you like it in the ass, do you, bitch? I like that. Nice little bitch boy taking it in the ass from his boyfriend.'
She licked her lips and started stripping down to nothing but a g-string, one matching the one I had on. She smiled as she mocked the fact that I was wearing her g-string - a fact that she admitted she loved - as she slipped into a pair of her stripper heels, dropped her g-string...
...and suited up into a strap-on that was longer and thicker than James' cock. James was instantly envious, but still hard as a rock and not ready to pull out of my ass. Jenna knelt in front of me and slapped my face, demanding,
'What's wrong, slut? Too much to handle? Is it bigger than your boyfriend's cock?'
She pulled off my g-string after forcing James' cock out of me and tied my hands behind my back with it; she forced me to my knees on the floor while I bent over the sofa. She turned to James and said,
'On your knees, now.'
James obeyed instantly, dropping his g-string on command. Jenna tied his hands with it and used her own g-string to tie his ankles; she dug up another one to tie my ankles. She then forced the strap-on into James' mouth, and he sucked it like a cock. I couldn't really see what was going on, but Jenna telling James to suck her cock was pretty hot. I had never seen James submit, but he was very good at it.
From what I could see, James was worshipping the cock with his tongue while Jenna called him all kinds of nasty names. I had a feeling I knew we would both be ass-fucked by my stripper girlfriend, and I couldn't wait - as much as I loved James' cock, Jenna's was bigger and probably more forceful. I knew that I only thought women couldn't please a man because I had never gotten Jenna this excited before.
Jenna gagged James and bent him over the sofa, forcing the cock into his ass. She started slowly, mainly so she could gag me, too; she told us she thinks men should be silent while their girlfriends dominate them. I couldn't agree more as I waited for my turn to take Jenna's cock in my ass. She slapped James' ass and called him a cock-sucking bottom bitch slut, and he took it without fighting back. I loved watching my boyfriend submit to my girlfriend and would do anything to get her cock in my ass. I wanted to be ass-fucked one after another by thick cocks.
She grabbed James' head, riding him like a slave pony and forcing his head into the couch; as strong and powerful as James was, he didn't fight back and didn't want to. His cock was still rock-hard, and I knew he was going to cum soon. He was screaming through his gag as Jenna slapped him around, roughing up my muscular lover while I waited for mine.
Jenna slapped his muscular ass and pinched his nipples as she thoroughly enjoyed making him submit. She was humiliating him, and he was getting off on it. But I never saw him cum; as he looked like he was about to, Jenna pulled her cock out of his ass and got up with one last slap to James' face. With the usual names she was calling him, she took off her strap-on and stood before us naked, telling us,
'You sluts just can't get enough cock. I like that. Bitch--'
She pointed to James.
'--you fuck my slave boy's ass now.'
She undid his restraints and took off his gag; I was still in restraints, and James' powerful cock thrust in my ass the way I liked it. I was ready to be ridden, even for a short time before he climaxed and filled my ass with his cum. And as usual, he was forceful, treating me much the same way Jenna treated him.
He slapped my ass. He shoved my face into the couch. He called me a slut. Jenna just looked on, probably smiling, as James gave me the ride of my life.
Soon, Jenna was behind James, using her strap-on in his ass, too. It was the most incredible feeling to be ass-fucked by my lover while my girlfriend ass-fucked him. She was making him into a bottom bitch like me, and I loved the idea of taking both their cocks at once. I was such a whore, and so was my lover James.
James slapped my ass. Jenna slapped his. She gagged him again and called us both nasty whores, among other names. I was a nasty whore, and I loved the feeling. I loved cock. I loved being a bitch. I moaned through my gag. James did the same.
Both James and I climaxed, with him filling my ass with cum. I was exhausted after that, and so were James and Jenna. I loved the thrill of being a slut. James was into dominating me and submitting to Jenna. He licked his lips as he prepared to be slapped by her, and he was; Jenna tied us both to chairs and looked at us with a cold stare, as if to tell us everything we did wrong to her.
She told us she loved that we fucked each other because it meant we asked her for sex less often - she and Lana, James' girlfriend, were best friends now, and neither cared to have sex unless it was like this. I was happy to submit to her or anyone. She then said she had a surprise for us.
Lana walked in the door, and Jenna told her everything. Lana, like Jenna, was pleased, and she loved seeing her boyfriend tied to a chair. She had dominated him countless times, as Jenna had dominated me, but never anything like this.
Lana delivered the surprise - she and Jenna would host an orgy for us. All the black and Latin cock we could want, plus the two of them in strap-ons. They got it together for next Saturday, and we couldn't wait.
That week, James quit his job, and we spent our days working out and fucking, the way guys should. And when Saturday came, the girls dropped us off in a locker room in g-strings as fresh meat for a room full of studs...