From straight to bitch Club
By Brian Porter birdflies@outlook.com m/M, college, reluctance, non-reciprocation, mild domination (one-way sex). Posted at Nifty.org, please donate so we can keep posting and reading nice and exciting erotic stories for our entertainment. Please, visit: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
Part 05
Author's note:
Sorry for taking too long to write this chapter. Just a case of writer's block. Let me know what you think about this chapter. So, send me an e-mail. I'm trying to answer all e-mails I received. Sometimes, it can take a while. But I'll answer everyone.
Two or three days after witnessing Aaron fucking Steve at the gym, I thought I should talk to Aaron again in order to understand what had happened. I must emphasise that I've never seen such a thing before and this thing of men fucking other men was very new to me. Not only that, I was so focused on straight sex and a monogamous life, I've never realised how fun it could be to have a boy bitch to fuck whenever I wanted. Well, to tell the truth, I was way more impressed about how I could use a boy bitch and humiliate the bitch for my own pleasure. I was imagining how it'd be nice to humiliate Patty and then fuck him in public. It'd be nice to fuck him in front of his girlfriend and then I maybe fuck her too. I was lost in my reverie, when I noticed that my girlfriend was calling me. I looked at her picture on my phone and for few seconds I regretted all my previous dirty thoughts. What was I thinking? I was in love with Cecile. I couldn't change her for a guy with whom I could have some kinky sex. At the same time, I knew I couldn't deny that I liked dirty sex and I was horny.
My dick was tenting when I answered the phone. I remember Cecile had to discuss some unimportant stuff whereas I wanted to talk dirty. She ended up asking what was wrong with me, and I changed the subject. I could be in love with her, but love wasn't enough to put out my fire. I thought that I'd be cheating Cecile if I found another woman, but what about a fuck boy? Not to mention that bitch boys can't make drama, they don't threaten you and they can't get pregnant. A virgin bitch boy would be just perfect.
As soon as I finished talking with Cecile, I called Aaron. I needed to hear from a married guy who fucked boys how he felt about it. Our conversation was very short, he just asked me to come by his house and from there we could go after Steve. I thought Aaron had planned everything already: he wanted me to fuck Steve. If that was the case, I wondered why he would want something like that. I was sure that as soon as I had Patty as my bitch boy, I wouldn't let anyone else fuck him. Anyway, Aaron probably liked to share his stuff, and I didn't.
I thought about Steve and how Aaron fucked him the other day. If Steve thought Aaron was rough, he would learn from me what rough really meant. I decided to take a shower before leaving and, to my surprise, as soon as I undressed to my underwear I received a message from Patty. He wanted to know if I had good workout programs and routines to send to him. The bitch even asked for pictures and videos. I looked at myself at the mirror and let myself be taken by my naughty thoughts. My dick was hard inside my tight underwear and I wanted Patty to see that. If he wanted pictures, I'd send him pictures of myself half naked with a huge hardon underneath my white brief. I thought it could be dangerous if he ever showed this picture to someone else, for example, my girlfriend. She would never understand why I did that. But a boy like Patty wouldn't do that. Boys like him are more worried about their meaningless reputation than men like me. So I pointed my phone to the mirror and took one photo. I made sure to put my hidden dick in evidence. I wanted him to have an idea of what would be fucking him very soon. Then I wrote a message that I sent along with the pic.
"Hey Pat. Sending a picture of my BIG muscles to inspire you. By the way, why don't you send me a pic of yourself so I can have an idea of how small you are?"
Yeah, I called him Pat (yet not Patty) for the first time. I pressed "send" and waited for an answer that didn't come. Seriously, all I wanted from a bitch was total surrender and complete dedication to me. A prompt answer was the very basic I expected from a bitch. Well, of course Patty still didn't know he was my bitch, but I didn't care. Horny as hell and impatient as usual, I sent him another message.
"You answer me when I'm talking to you. You seriously don't want to see me angry"
I couldn't recognise myself anymore. The guy sending those messages was very different from my usual self. I was changing into someone I still didn't know very well. All my repressed feeling were coming up and I couldn't stop it from emerging.
This time, Patty replied much faster. I knew he would. That's a good way to tell men from bitches. [Pause for reflection] It's not hard to understand my rationale. Think with me. A man wouldn't answer this message at all, right? Maybe you can think he answered just because he was afraid of me. Hell no! We're not living in the Middle Age, are we? We have laws. I could be big, but I could go to jail if I tried to hurt him. A man is not made by his size. A man can be small, he can be gay or whatever, but he is strong inside. I repeat: a real man wouldn't answer that message. However, a bitch would answer it straightaway because bitches are fragile inside. They have no willpower whatsoever. And that is what make them bitches. You can't have a strong-minded bitch, but you can have muscular bitches. The bitch can be as big as a bull if he's weak inside. See the difference? [Ok, back to the story]
The bitch sent me this message:
"Hi. I don't think that's a good idea. Thanks for the picture anyway. Cya"
I used to be patient with people until I met Patty. I can say he changed my life in the day I saw him shaking that ass for me at the restaurant. I had to start to align Patty's mind to his new role in life: being my bitch boy. So I typed:
"Send this fucking picture, boy. Pronto!"
It was strangely gratifying to send this text and even better to receive an image not even one minute later. In the image I could see Patty's uncovered chest, but with large shorts that were hiding his lower body completely. He was starting to learn how to behave in front of me, but still way too far away from the expected.
"What the hell is that? Lose the shorts and send it again"
I was feeling like a king especially when I received another photo. The bitch was on the same position showing his chest but now he was wearing nothing but boxers. Well, Patty was a fast learner after all. I could start to ask more from him.
"I can't see your legs, boy. How the hell do you want me to help you? Put on bikini briefs or lose the damn boxers. And send a picture of your back after that including your ass"
It took a while for Patty to answer. I decided to wait now because I thought this was an important moment for him. I was breaking into his mind and he was gradually becoming a submissive bitch. I couldn't force it now. I wanted him to do this willingly and not only because he felt threatened. Well, I should say again that no man would continue a conversation with a guy who asked him to send pictures of his ass. But, as you know, bitches would and Patty did five minutes later. He was wearing smaller undies (not as small as I wanted, but probably the smallest he had), and I got two pictures. The first one he was still showing his chest, but in the second one I saw his back and that amazing ass of his. I felt my cock throbbing inside my underwear. That ass was just perfect! Two little hills and a crack in the middle. I could jerk off for that picture, but I was more interested in fucking Steve. I could ask Patty to send a pic of his ass, but I knew I still couldn't push him so far. I decided to leave him waiting. And the bitch was impatient. While I looked at his ass, he sent me another message asking "So?" Well, I didn't answer.
I took a quick shower and called Aaron to say I'd be a little bit late. Aaron asked me to meet him at a local fast food restaurant. He said we'd visit Steve at his work place. I didn't want to visit anyone, I wanted to fuck the stupid bitch. Aaron noticed my impatience so he asked me to relax and come quick because that was a special visit. I put my shorts on, a t-shirt, sneakers and rushed to meet him. I wasn't too far from there so in ten minutes I arrived at the restaurant. It was a small place but they had a big parking lot and even a driving through.
The sun was setting when I saw Aaron approaching. I walked to him still impatient.
"Dude, what the hell? I didn't come here to drink tea with the bitch. I want to fuck him" I stated.
"Calm down. I brought you here so you can fuck him. He can't leave this place till late, so you need to fuck him here" Aaron explained.
"Here?" I asked a bit shocked. Aaron laughed when he saw my face.
"Why not? I swear here is way safer than the gym" said the guy who fucked Steve for anyone to see.
Why was I shocked? Probably because I wasn't used to that yet. But I can say that if I looked shocked and hesitant, my cock didn't. I couldn't be more excited. This kind of stuff couldn't shock me anymore. I wanted to fuck Steve in the restaurant. I smiled to Aaron and asked him to take me to the bitch.
"We need to wait till it's dark. In the meantime, I'll call him and ask him to let us in"
I followed Aaron till the both of us were hiding behind the bush close to the restaurant's back door. He was wearing his gym shorts and a tank top. As we ducked trying not to be seen, I couldn't help but look at his round ass. What the hell was I thinking? Aaron was married and he was a friend of mine. But his legs were so smooth. I bet his ass would be as smooth as his legs. I was so horny I could fuck Aaron behind the bush. Who cares? I seriously considered that option, but Steve appeared and I stepped back. That was the time to fuck Steve and not Aaron. Not yet.
Steve seemed surprised when he saw me. I think Aaron didn't tell him I was coming too. Probably the bitch didn't like to be watched when he was being fucked. Bitches can't be shy, can they? I wanted to fuck him in the middle of the restaurant for everyone to see. As soon as I got inside the restaurant, I saw myself in a small dark corridor that was cramped with foodstuff. Aaron was whispering something to Aaron who looked very worried.
"C'mon. Where will I fuck the bitch?" I asked still impatient and horny.
"He's saying he can't today coz he has to take orders at the drive through" Steve smiled. Then he turned his face to Steve "Well, I don't see the problem. Your lower body would be hidden by the wall, right? If I'm not mistaken, only your head appears in that shit"
Aaron had a good point and I knew his plan already. In fact, the people taking orders in drive throughs show only their upper bodies through a window or something while the cars pass by. And at this restaurant things were even better. As this was a small restaurant, there was no machines where customers could make their orders. They had to drive until a small window from where someone would take the orders and inform the kitchen about the order through an interphone.
"We don't need your upper body, so it sounds perfect to me" Aaron finished.
"No, please. You can't do that to me. I need this job" Steve begged. He knew he was trapped.
"All you need to do is to act and pretend there's nothing happening, right? We won't bother you, I promise. You can take as many orders as you want as long as you leave your ass for us to fuck" Aaron stated. "Now here's what I want you to do. You're not wearing undies, are you?"
"No, sir" the bitch said `sir'. I liked that.
"Great. So you get inside that room, take off these nice shoes and your pants and leave everything outside the door. I'll hide them and give back to you if you're a good bitch, ok?"
"Please, don't. This is too risky"
"Well, it's risky for you, not for me. As I said, you just need to pretend there's nothing happening to you and no one will notice anything. Now, go. We'll be there just after you"
By this time, I was wondering where Aaron learned all this stuff. He was very smart for a married guy. I just saw Steve disappearing inside the room and then the door being slightly opened by him before putting his folded pants and shoes outside. Aaron walked there, took the clothes and put them on a high shelf.
"Let's go inside" he said.
Once again, I followed him still not believing in what was happening. Inside the room, we found Steve half-naked with his upper body close to a window. He was parallel to the wall, with his left shoulder touching the window. The room was too small so Aaron sat down near the door just after taking a condom and a small tube of lube from his pocket.
"Use this and fuck him good" he whispered. "I'll go just after you"
Steve was sitting on a chair that could have its high adjusted so I had an idea. I removed my pants and underwear and asked Steve to get up. He was afraid someone would see him naked from the other side of the window, so he didn't stand up, he just got his ass out of the chair. In this position, I had a good view of his ass. I was so fucking horny, I couldn't wait any longer to stick my cock inside that hole. I adjusted the chair a bit lower and sat on it after reclining it, trying to find a way that people would see Steve but not me. I couldn't wait any second later. So I slapped his ass and asked him to sit on my pole. I was excited as I never imagined I'd be. I had many chicks sitting on my cock, but there was something different about fucking a guy. Even better to have this guy in such a compromising situation. I felt so powerful. I could make a guy fuck himself on my big cock in front of his fucking clients. This `guy' and me worked out at the same gym. We could've been gym mates, but no. He was actually about to give himself to me in the most humiliating situation.
I coated my condom-covered dick with lube and pointed it to his hole. The pressure was making his asshole open up to me. The bitch must have been fucked a lot by Aaron but he was still very tight to my big dick. That wouldn't be an easy ride for him, but it was pleasing me immensely. I thought I could pull him all the way down to open him up completely, but I wanted that sensation to last. The head of my dick was inside the bitch's hole and he was apparently doing his best not to scream. The bitch closed his mouth not to yell. However, I wanted to give him a harder challenge. I stopped him from coming down and sitting on my lap. I bet he was trying to understand what was happening, during the three or four minutes that I held him still. Steve was looking at the other side of the window apprehensively, as he probably prayed for no clients to come, but they'd appear eventually. As soon as heard him saying "welcome to the O'Donnell's" I started to push him down on my cock.
"May I take your... May I take your order, ma'am?" Steve managed to say as sweat started to run down his forehead.
"I think I want one of those I saw in your ad. You know that one with a lot of cheese?" the client asked. I was lucky. The woman didn't know the menu.
I tried to get closer to his ear, but being careful not to be seen. When I was close enough, I whispered:
"Explain the whole menu. And sit down now, bitch"
"Well, we have the mean... I mean the meat burgeeeers" That would be a long ride, I thought, but I wasn't patient. With my hands on his hips and my legs around his legs, I pulled him to my lap at once. He couldn't hold his scream this time.
"Are you ok?" I heard the woman asking him.
"YES. I mean, yes. Sorry about that. It's my... first... day" Steve explained. His shirt was now drenched in sweat. I thought he'd collapse but I didn't care. I approached his ear again.
"Up and down. Milk my cock. Only stop when I cum"
Steve was trying to regain his balance, firming his feet on the ground. At the same time, he was trying to remember the chicken burgers they had when someone honked a car's horn not far from us. That was great, we had more clients. "Yeeey, busy night" I said loud enough for him to listen.
It was a shameful but hot show to watch. The bitch trying to move his ass up and down, but keep his torso still. But more interesting was to watch his pathetic attempt to speak as if he wasn't being fucked by a huge cock at that moment. "Maybe... maybe you... want to... gosh... to try our... kitchen? I mean... our chicken?" Really pathetic. But he was doing good for a stupid bitch.
I think he was taking the orders of the third client when his legs started shaking and he sat down on my lap with my cock completely buried in his ass. I was becoming even more impatient now, so I decided to change the game a little bit. Suddenly, I stood up and appeared on the window. My cock was still impaling the bitch's ass when I talked to the client.
"Hi, sir. He's new here, so I guarantee you that this boy will take all your orders. Right? Boy?" I took my cock out and put it back in his hole quickly, just to make him aware that the game had changed.
"Yes... sir" there you go. He called me sir and I didn't have to ask him. I positioned myself right on his back as soon as that client went away. "You better improve your acting, bitch. Coz I'll fuck you good now"
I moved my hips like there was no tomorrow. I looked behind and saw Aaron mouthing "what are you doing?" to me. At that moment, I thought I could fuck Aaron's skull and make him shut up with my cock. I think the world was centred on my dick and fulfilling my will to get off was priority number one. That was the moment I started to cum, when I realised that my cock was in control of my life now. I filled the condom with my precious cum just before sitting down on the floor and seeing Aaron approaching Steve to fuck him just like I did. Aaron was shocked with my boldness but he was doing the exactly same thing. He was definitely another bitch, horny after watching me.
But as I said, everything was still very new to me. There was a part of me that was asking "what the hell have you just done?" There was something happening to me. I stood up and got out of the restaurant. I had to think about my actions. I walked around the place for a while and took my phone from my pocket. I had to call Cecile. As soon as I looked at the screen, however, I saw another message from Patty asking if I was still there (well, I didn't answer his last message). That bitch needed cock and I'd be the one giving it to him. I was just making these bitches a favour, right?
End of part 05
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