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Cucked by Cody.
Jamie and I had been together for two years and had lived together for six months and so far things were going pretty good. We'd met at the local community college where we were both recently enrolled and hit it off immediately. I didn't figure him for gay at first and just took him to be a great new friend. While we had a lot in common he was a little closed about himself, just saying that he was new in town, staying with an aunt while he studied. I offered to act as his guide to the area and he happily agreed.
One night, after one too many bars we were heading home when I stumbled, and nearly landed my drunk ass in a bush, when Jamie caught me.
"Woah there, Sam. I wouldn't want to lose you so soon." He'd said as he caught me by the arms and pulled me to him. It was one of those moments where the universe seemed to hold its breath in anticipation. It was like we had both solved the same riddle at the same time. We kissed, and kissed and, well, the sex was drunken and forgettable, but the morning after was the most magical hangover I'd ever had as Jamie slow kissed and slow fucked me until noon, our bodies adhering with sweat and cum and another less tangible bond.
After that Jamie opened up a little more. He talked more about his family and why he didn't speak to them much anymore. It seems that Jamie's sexuality was at the heart of the problem, and after catching Jamie with another boy his father had insisted Jamie leave. His aunt, Shelly, who was much cooler had offered a place for Jamie to live. When I asked if he missed his parents or his brother he would say that he missed his mom. He said that his younger brother, Cody, was no different from his dad but would then clam up if I asked anything else. I knew not to push it, though. Everyone has issues with family.
After we moved in together we quickly settled into a domestic routine. We were both working by then, me in at a local real estate agent and Jamie was sous chef at a trendy restaurant down town. I worked days and he worked mostly evenings but we still found quality time together at home and enjoy what we were working for. We also both began to expand around the middle, as couple sometimes do as they settle down. Neither of us was out of shape, we both still made it to the gym a few times a week, but it was damage control at this point. Not that I minded, Jamie's 6'1" frame looked sexy with more meat to it, and he said he liked my ass more this way too. It became just another joke that we shared.
To mark our two year anniversary we had planned a road trip to the coast. We'd both arranged a week off from work and had spent the preceding few weeks getting supplies ready, from road snacks, beach clothes and sunscreen to playlists and the secret surprises we were planning for each other. I strongly suspected Jamie was going to propose. I think we both knew that it would be him to do it, when it happened. I was excited, but determined not to be disappointed if he didn't, we were already happy the way we were.
I couldn't wait to finish work that afternoon. Jamie had already started his vacation and was doing all of the last minute preparations. We'd get an early night tonight after packing the car and head out just before dawn to get away before the morning rush. It didn't help that we'd had hardly any time to fuck over the previous week or two, since Jamie had covered extra shifts to make up for his vacation time and was too tired by the end. I was looking forward to having a whole week of pretty much constant access to his dick. I was getting semi hard in my pants as I watched the clock do it's slow dance towards home time. By the time it got to five I was ready to run out of the building.
After breaking a few very minor traffic laws I pulled up at home. I went to park in my usual spot only to find someone had parked their shitty Nissan there. I had to park near the end to the street which was going to make loading the car a pain in the ass but what could I do? I walked back up to my place and let myself in.
"I'm home babe." I said as I took off my jacket and set my keys on the side. Jamie didn't answer and I thought perhaps he was out on an errand. I picked up the mail and absent mindedly glanced through it as I headed to the living room.
"Oh hey, Jamie. I thought you were out." I said without really looking at him. Then something pinged in my brain and I looked again.
The man lounging on the couch certainly looked like Jamie, at least in passing, but now that I saw closer I could see he was younger than Jamie, leaner and more muscular. He had the same dark hair, though Cody's was more closely cropped, and the same dark eyes but his jaw was straighter, his skin smoother. The cogs in my head turned half a second too slowly and the younger man interrupted my thought process.
"You must be Sam. I'm Cody, Jamie's little bro." He smiled a set of perfect white teeth and stood, reaching his arm to shake mine. I meekly gave up my hand and he gripped it, pulling me towards him. He was a good few inches taller and dwarfed my slim frame. As I leaned in I caught the smell of sweat and faint cologne. "I bet he's told you all about me, huh?" Cody said.
"Er, not much actually." I said, suddenly flustered. I always felt much like this with guys like Cody. I don't deal much in stereotypes, but I guess you'd call him a typical jock. Great body, handsome, masculine, confident to the point of arrogance. He flashed that smile again, but this time there was a hint of mocking to it, like he knew something I didn't.
"Really. That surprises me. Hey, cunt boy. Why didn't you tell your boyfriend about me?" He said, looking over my shoulder to the far corner of the room. At first I was confused but then I heard a voice. Jamie's voice. It sounded oddly echoey.
"I was embarrassed Master." He said, and I turned to look where he was talking from. There was Jamie, on his knees facing the corner. His pants were bunched around his ankles exposing his bare rear end. His butt cheeks were streaked with angry red lines that criss crossed left to right. He'd obviously just been belted.
Cody leaned into my ear. "Did he ever tell you why he left town to come here?" He said, his hot breath on my skin. Despite the craziness of the situation I could feel myself getting turned on.
Jamie just knelt there in silence, but I could see his face had gone bright red.
"He said, he said your dad kicked him out. Said he caught him with another boy." I replied, glancing back at Jamie for support but none was forthcoming as he continued to stare at the wall.
Cody laughed. "Well, I guess that's technically correct, clever bitch." He stepped towards Jamie and delivered a hefty slap to his battered backside. Jamie yelped in pain.
"That's for being a sneaky bitch." Said Cody before hawking a thick wad of spit onto Jamie's face.
I made a move to intervene, I couldn't just let this happen. Whatever was going on it was fucked up and had to stop. Cody was too fast, and too strong, and he easily intercepted me and shoved me hard down onto the couch.
"Sit down and shut up unless you want to be next." Cody said, momentarily angry. It was an intimidating sight, this muscled jock standing over me, fists clenched.
"Yes Sir." I squeaked out. He grinned again at this.
"Good boy." He said before stepping back over to Jamie, grabbing his hair and pulling his head back before letting another mouthful of saliva dribble onto his upturned face.
"Nah, this little bitch was keeping back some important information, weren't you cunt?" Said Cody, giving Jamie's face a slap.
"Yes Master." Replied Jamie. His tone was so different to how he spoke to me. He sounded utterly subservient.
"Tell your boyfriend exactly what dad caught you doing?" Cody was obviously enjoying this. He was beaming as his older brother gave his confession.
"I was caught while licking Master's ass." Said Jamie. Impossibly he seemed to blush even more, but something else caught my eye. A thin strand of precum was reaching from Jamies dick to a slowly growing pool on the floor.
"And why were you licking my ass, faggot?" Said Cody, pulling harder on Jamie's hair so that he cried out again.
"Master had taken a dump and needed cleaning." Jamie sounded more frantic now. Perhaps it was the physical discomfort, perhaps the humiliation of the confession, but he still wouldn't look at me or address me directly.
For my part I was trying to take in the situation and my own strange mix of feelings. On the one hand I was distraught. It was like my whole relationship of two years had crumbled like so much paper in the rain. Clearly nothing was how I thought it was. On the other hand, and despite myself, I was getting more and more turned on. I had always had some submissive fantasies, but despite being the top in our relationship Jamie had shied away from really exploring them with me. Perhaps this was why.
"So you see." Continued Cody, casually pulling Jamie's head back and forth by his hair. "Your boyfriend didn't get kicked out for being a homo. He got kicked out for being a disgusting, shit licking faggot. Course, I told my folks it was all his idea but in truth he'd been my bitch for years. Ain't that right, shitstain?"
"Yes Master." Replied Jamie. Cody let go of Jamie's hair, leaving him to collapse into a defeated shrug, and stepped back over to the couch before taking the seat next to me. His arm went around my shoulder, his thick bicep radiating heat onto my cheek. He kicked off his sneakers and set his big feet on the coffee table. He was wearing white athletic socks that had seen better days, the soles were grey and after a few seconds my nose confirmed that they weren't clean on today.
"Feet, now bitch." Barked Cody and without a moment of pause Jamie span around a crawled on his hands and knees to where Cody's feet were wait and immediately pressed his face into the nearest one, kissing and lapping and sniffing like a dog with a bone. "Good to see you remember some of your training, bitch." Said Cody, smirking as his older brother made love to his stinking socks.
Cody turned to me. "You see, Jamie here has been my little bitch since I first caught him in his faggoty ways. The dipshit would steal my boxers to jerk off with and thought I wouldn't find out. Brothers got no secrets from eachother." Cody gave Jamie a kick in the face but it didn't seem to deter him from lavishing worship on those big jock feet.
"Didn't take long to figure out just what a fucked up little bitch he was. I mean, I always knew he was beta as fuck, would let me walk all over him, so it wasn't a huge leap. It was pretty sweet until we got caught and I had to play the innocent." Jamie was still making out with Cody's feet, the ends of the socks were now wet with spit where Jamie had been sucking on the toes. He looked like he was in heaven, unlike I'd ever seen him with me.
"So when I hear that my faggot brother had got himself a nice little boyfriend I thought I'd best pay a visit, remind him what he really is." Cody leaned in close again. "Only took five minutes from the time I arrived to have him grovelling and begging to lick my ass like old times."
My eyes met Cody's. He held my gaze for a moment, looking into my soul. "Having my fag brother back where he belongs has gotten me horny. How about you help me out."
I looked down and he was massaging his crotch. I could see the outline of his fat dick clearly through the thin fabric of his shorts. "Tell me you're not dying to get your lips on that big dick and give your fag boyfriend a show."
"I..." I started, mesmerized by the sight of his obscene hardon, so close I could smell it.
"Tell me what you want, Sam." Said Cody, his hand now at the back of my head.
"I want to suck your dick." I replied, leaning closer. Cody grabbed my hair and held me back.
"You gotta try harder than that, faggot. I think you know what to say." Said Cody. His hand reached under his waistband and he ran his fingers over his balls. He brought his hand up to my face and held his fingers under my nose. The smell of him was intoxicating, a deep, sweet musk that fueled my desire to submit. Perhaps that's where the ineffable power that men like Cody have comes from, simple pheromones, a molecule that fits a particular chemical lock. Whatever it was, I found the words he wanted easily.
"Please Master, may I suck your cock?" I said with what I hoped was the right mix of respect and supplication. Cody laughed.
"Are you listening, shitstain?" He said, addressing Jamie with a kick. "You hear your faggot boyfriend beg for my dick? Haha, I always could take what I wanted from you, pussy." Turning back to me he said. "Go on then faggot. Show your boyfriend how you worship a real man's dick."
Cody pulled his waistband down revealing his red and black CKs. His dick and balls were stretching the elastic fabric, taking up most of the available space. Cody guided my head down and in a moment my face was pressed against his junk. I opened my mouth and began kissing and licking the bulge. My tongue found the opening at the front and with a little effort I was able to get the briefest first taste of his skin. I imagined the salts from his sweat sending their charges to my tongue, electrifying me. Each second of sensation was drawing me further in as I lapped and sucked at his rock hard cock.
"Someone's a hungry little bitch, huh?" Said Cody, laughing gently.
"Yes Master." I replied between lungfulls of him.
Cody finally pulled down his CKs, revealing his thick, bouncing cock. I gulped as I saw it at last. As I mentioned it was thick, and bulged a little in the middle before tapering to a still decent sized head. He was uncut, like his brother and had the same dark patch of public hair but Cody was significantly bigger. I mean, what did I expect?
Cody was leaking precum and I licked my lips in anticipation. I turned quickly towards Jamie and saw that he had gotten Cody's socks off and was licking between his toes, but his eyes were fixed on me and we looked at eachother directly for the first time since I'd returned to find him here with Cody. He looked at me with a lust I hadn't seen before. I could see his cock hanging between his legs and he knelt there on his hands and knees, it was rock hard and still leaking onto the floor. Jamie wanted this as much as me, perhaps more. I kept my eyes on his as I finally put my mouth on the head of Cody's dick and sucked on it like a lollipop. Jamie and Cody both let out a groan and I was struck by how similar they sounded. It was a little surreal, they couldn't have been more dissimilar at that moment.
"That's it slut. Make your Master feel good." Groaned Cody as he urged me further down his dick, my lips stretching out and my jaw pulling wide as it could to keep my teeth out of the way. I was no stranger to sucking dick but Cody was still a challenge. "Looks like we're gonna have to add cuck, as well as cook to your résumé, hey faggot." He said, laughing at his own joke as Jamie moaned his agreement around Cody's big toe. Cody held my head in his big hands and I was briefly reminded of a football before he rammed his dick straight for the back of my throat, hitting my gag reflex and causing me to cough up copious amounts of phlegm and gods know what else.
"Lick it up, bitch." Said Cody. I slurped up and down his shaft, sucking up and swallowing what I could but it clearly wasn't enough as Cody grabbed my hair and began manoeuvring my face around like a vacuum cleaner. Once he thought I'd done a sufficient job he pulled me up.
"Lose the clothes." Cody said, authoritatively. There was no question now of not obeying. I quickly shucked off my clothes, placing them on the back of a nearby chair. "Turn around". Said Cody. "Show me that pussy."
I turned around and leant over, reaching behind to pull my cheeks apart. I shaved regularly and took care to moisturise and took pride in having a nice inviting ass. I felt his fingers run down the inside of my left butt cheek and my now unfettered dick jumped.
"You want your cunt filled, bitch?" He said, giving my ass a couple of swats.
"Yes Master I want you to fuck my cunt. Please use me as your cumdump." I was improvising now, wanting to be the slut he was taking me for, to please him however fucked up it might get. This was an objectively fucked up situation but something about Cody's authority made it all make sense.
"Ok bitch, since you asked so nicely. But we can't let your faggot boyfriend go without completely. I'm in a good mood so he's gonna get a ringside seat, haha." It took a second for the joke to land with me. It was kind of lame but now I knew what was coming.
Cody ordered Jamie to lie on his back, then had me get onto my hands and knees with my knees straddling Jamie's head. Then Cody came behind me, straddling Jamie's chest with his thick thighs. I glanced over to the full length mirror Jamie had brought from his aunt's place when we moved. I could see myself, looking small and pale in front of Cody's tanned, muscled body. He had lost his shirt and his torso was bare but for a thin gold chain that held a small, indistinct token. He had a little of the dark hair that Jamie had on his chest and stomach, but Cody's was less spread out and seemed to hug the contours of his muscles. I was able to watch and feel at the same time as he positioned his dick at my asshole. I could see Jamie in the mirror, too, though less distinctly. He was looking up, his eyes directly below the meeting place between his brothers dick and his boyfriend's ass. My own dick was hanging down and touching Jamie's forehead and it felt strangely thrilling that this was our only point of contact. I could only imagine what was going through his mind but it was clear at least that he was as aroused as I was.
Cody spat down on his dick head and worked it around my puckered ass hole a little.
"Time to say goodbye to your little boyfriend's pussy, big bro." He said as he lined up. "He's never gonna want your pathetic self in him when I'm through." Cody laughed and jammed the first inch or two in. I squealed in pain and bit down on my lip, my breath coming stucatto as I worked to contain the discomfort. I focused on relaxing, reminding myself that it would be worth it.
Whether through kindness or caprice Cody decided to go slow for a while from there and gently rubbed his dick in and out, moving just an inch out before moving an inch and a half back in. In this way he worked his dick three quarters of the way into my twitching hole.
Cody grabbed my left butt cheek and massaged it roughly. "How's it feel to get a real dick for a change, slut?" He said before making three sudden jabs into my guts.
"It feels so good Master." I moaned, fully given over to my place in this.
"Better than that bitch ass brother of mine I bet, huh slut." He was talking as if Jamie wasn't right there under us. I squirmed back against his cock, revelling in the feeling of it mashing my insides.
"So much better Master. Your dick is so much bigger." I heard Jamie moan and he quickly leant his head back to give the head of my dick a quick lick. This urged me on further. "His is so small and pathetic Master. I never want him to fuck me Master, only you."
Cody clearly approved of this too because he ground all the way in, resting his balls on my taint as his cock lay fully sheathed in me. I imagined the precum leaking deep inside my body, leaving his mark. It seems both silly and profound that gay men invest so much meaning into cum, but knowing he was placing a part of himself in a place even his brother hadn't reached felt symbolic.
"That's it slut." Cody said as he quickened his pace, sawing in and out of my ass so that his balls slapped heavily against me in a steady rhythm that seemed to coincide with his cock head hitting my prostate. Any hint of pain was now rapidly dissolving into a broad upswelling of pleasure that started in my knees and swept upwards through my body. The relentless tempo of his fuck had me shaking around like a doll, my still hard dick drawing scribbles of precum on Jamie's enraptured face.
"Yeah, slut." Growled Cody. "Beg me for my load, bitch. Beg me me to seed own your cunt right in front of your boyfriend." He drove himself deeper, making it a mission to hit my g-spot harder. I was half moaning as I said "Please Master, fuck your load into my faggot hole, Master. I want you to own my pussy, Master. Please, please, please....I need it Master....uh please Master" The last were practically gasps as the waves of pleasure intensified, sending me deliciously close to the edge. I hadn't touched my dick at all but the combination of Cody's words, his dick and what he was making me do and say was hitting buttons I didn't know I had.
"Aw fuck yeah, slut. Here it comes. I'm gonna fucking breed you. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah." He was gripping my ass with both hands now, his fingers sharp in my soft flesh as he drove in deep again and again, bringing himself to the edge. It was at this point that I felt the switch of my own orgasm trip on. Pleasure began to cascade from every inch of my skin towards my abdomen, gathering there in a ball of pleasure that moved slowly to my balls before surging along my dick, dragging with it a thick rope of white semen. It streaked across Jamie's face and I glimpsed him opening his mouth to catch it as spatter after spatter of cum spasmed out of my dick. My body was shaking uncontrollably as surge after surge of intense pleasure gripped then threw me. I'd never cum that way before and it was singularly intense.
Cody reached his arms under my shoulders and pulled me up with a roar and one last and deepest thrust into my utterly spent pussy and unloaded his own copious nut. I felt it spilling into me and imagined again his dick head nuzzled in the dark, intimate niche it had found inside me, that it was now filling with it's potency. I had surrendered the inner keep, the one I had guarded even from Jamie. I felt now, as my orgasm subsided, that this was a lock Jamie hadn't the tools to pick, literally and figuratively. I didn't know in that moment what our life together would be like going forward, and I didn't know fully the extent to which our perceptions of one other would change, but at that moment it felt exciting and right.
Cody pulled out of me abruptly and I felt his load spill out of me, adding to the cum already coating Jamie's face. He tapped my shoulder. "Turn around, bitch. I want you to see this." He said and I quickly complied, kneeling now at Jamie's head, facing Cody who was still straddling his older brother's chest. He was pointing his cock directly at Jamie's lips. Cody's shaft glistened with a mix of cum, ass mucus, and a few small but district streaks of shit, while Jamie's face was a mess of cum, with the scattered streaks of my load decorating his forehead, hair, eyes and nose and the thick spill of Cody's cum spread across his lips and lapping tongue.
"Open up and clean me, shit stain." Cody said down to his brother. Jamie immediately opened up and began slobbering and licking at Cody's dirty cock like he was a dog and it was a fucking leg of lamb. Maybe it was the post orgasm comedown but I felt a genuine moment of disgust at what I saw. This must have played out in my face because when I met Jamie's eyes, his younger brothers dick rolling on his tongue, he gave me a meaningful look. We both knew things would be different.
Cody pulled out with a plop, apparently content with Jamie's cleaning up, and sprung back over to the couch, getting himself comfortable.
"Go get me a drink and fix me some food, I'm hungry." Said Cody to no one in particular as he flipped on the TV. "Then you might as well unpack your shit. You bitch boys are spending your anniversary serving your Master. Ain't that romantic?"
Jamie was getting to his knees now and our eyes met again. We looked at each other for a moment before, like some cheesy ending to a fucked up sitcom both of us gulped and replied "Yes Master."
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