Jacob awoke the following morning with a splitting headache. He had just reached for his phone when the alarm went off, the screen flashing 6:00am while blaring obnoxiously. Julia stirred in bed next to him, curling into a ball as he sat up and began rubbing his face. He had always hated mornings, but starting off with a headache seemed like a precursor for the rest of the day.
Shuffling into the bathroom, he followed his daily routine of urinating first before washing his hands and brushing his teeth. It was only after squeezing out toothpaste that he looked in the mirror, completely stunned by what he saw. The spot where John had punched him was now completely swollen and purple, the giant bruise covering half his eye and cheek in a big peanut shape.
Hearing Julia shuffle from the bed, Jacob couldn’t help but stand in the bathroom’s doorway. As she stumbled sleepily with her head down, she eventually bumped into him, causing her to look up.
“Oh my god!” she shouted, covering her mouth with both hands and gaping at her boyfriend’s face.
“Think anyone will notice?” he grinned, making light of it.
Even hidden behind her hands, Jacob could see that she was trying to hold back laughter. It hurt him some, but Julia was no longer the overly protective woman she had been in the past. She had changed, and although she still loved him, he couldn’t expect her comfort whenever he got hurt, not with their new lifestyle.
“Yeah, go ahead and laugh,” said Jacob with a smile, holding his hips and waiting.
Julia couldn’t help herself. She wasn’t sure why she found it so funny, but she began snickering through her hands until breaking into a full laugh, unable to stop even as she snorted and guffawed in her boyfriend’s face.
“That’s it, laugh at the cuckold, I’m sure everyone else will,” Jacob said, suppressing his own laughter but not his smile.
“It … It doesn’t look that bad,” Julia said before laughing more.
“Uh huh, sure,” he grinned, “how’s your sex limp from last night?”
Julia’s laughter finally began to settle, smiling as she leaned in to kiss him. After the chaos of yesterday and having their first official cuckold session, Jacob had watched her and John have sex three more times that night. Jacob had jerked off until his dick was sore, and by the end Julia could barely walk. It was a bumpy start to their new lifestyle, but at the end of the day they were happy, and that’s all that mattered.
“At least my pussy doesn’t look like your face,” she mocked.
“Oh yeah? Let’s see if you’re lying!”
Giggling as he grabbed her, they shuffled into the bathroom kissing, holding each other before he removed Julia’s panties and sat her on the toilet. Dropping to his knees, he moved in close before inspecting and playing around. Spreading her labia and licking like a dog, he enjoyed the noises she made while his cock hardened below.
“You’re gonna shower before work right?” she asked, reaching to grab his messy hair.
“Yeah,” he said between licks, “why?”
Spreading her open, Jacob recoiled in surprise when she sprayed him in the face. The hot blast of urine drenched his face and hair, a perfect hit since he was so close. Sitting back on his heels Jacob swore and wiped his eyes, all while Julia laughed again.
“No reason,” she sniggered, her stream now trickling and splashing into the white porcelain.
“Oh, it’s like that huh?” said Jacob, his headache nearly faded as Julia giggled and watched him.
“Well it’s not first time you’ve been peed on,” she said grinning.
Opening his eyes, he leaned forward to watch her finish. Then, just to scare her, he stood up and held out his cock, aiming it at her face. “Payback time!” he shouted, watching Julia squeal and bolt for the door, limping awkwardly as she attempted escape.
By 8:00am they had both showered and made breakfast, sitting together on the couch and browsing the internet with laptops. Julia had leaned into his shoulder, resting against him as they busied with social media and e-mails.
“Relationship status: Engaged,” said Julia, pointing to her facebook.
Jacob grinned, opening his own facebook page. “I don’t see a status option for cuckold,” he joked, getting a laugh from her.
“Don’t worry, I’m sure everyone knows by now, Jennifer has a big mouth.”
“That bitch,” he said, getting another laugh.
After a moment, Julia closed her laptop and twisted in place, stretching her back and relaxing before snuggling under Jacob’s arm.
“So what are you going to do at work today?” she asked, slowly rubbing his stomach.
“Same thing I do everyday: hate my boss and jerk off in the bathroom.”
Julia grinned and slapped his thigh, “I meant your face, what are you gonna say when they ask you?”
“I hadn’t really thought about it. I guess could tell them I got into an epic fight or something.”
“Unless you want to say you got beat up by your fiancee’s hunky lover,” she grinned.
Jacob was still sensitive about the subject. It was bad enough that he threw a tantrum and threatened Julia, but getting knocked out in front of her, followed by watching her have sex with the same guy who had just knocked him out; it left him filled with conflicting emotions, half angry at himself, half incredibly aroused.
“Is John coming over later?” he asked, slightly changing the subject.
“I don’t think so, but Carlos might.”
Jacob popped his jaw and sucked at his teeth, unsure how to feel about it. Carlos had yet to have sex with Julia, yet she obviously had no problem with him. He had been the first to play nice to Jacob, acting like his friend while calling him a faggot in spanish, right to his face. Carlos seemed the type who enjoyed being mean, and with Jacob an open cuckold now, he was sure the beaner would enjoy himself.
“What about lunch? You gonna come see me on your break?” Jacob asked, changing the subject again.
“Sure, I want to see what your co-workers think of that bruise,” she giggled, causing him to drop his head in defeat.
“Being a cuckold is hard,” he groaned jokingly, “no sex, I get beat up, my dream girl pees on me and even laughs about it-”
Julia was already giggling when Jacob saw a notification on his Facebook page. Checking it, his smile faded as he stared at the screen. Julia’s laughter stopped as well, biting her lip and squeezing Jacob’s hand.
Cody Blanche has sent you a friend request.
It was 9:05 when Jacob arrived at work, and as expected he began turning heads the moment he walked in. Despite the stares and gawks, he could only smile when they started asking him what happened.
“I’ll tell you later,” he promised, his job already too busy to enjoy the conversation.
Cooking hash-browns, flipping sausage patties and filling drinks had him in a rush all morning. As much as his co-workers wanted to know the details, they too were busy from the breakfast crowd. His boss continue to stare whenever he could, tongue in cheek as he rubbed his chin.
It was around 10:30 before the rush cooled off, giving everyone some time to relax. Once the last car pulled away from the drive-through, nearly everyone including his boss stopped what they were doing to find out about his bruise.
Jacob had to be careful. He wasn’t sure if he should spill the beans and simply announce that he was a cuckold, that could cause more problems than he wanted. He wasn’t exactly fond of his job, but he prefered that it remain outside his new lifestyle.
Choosing his words, he finally said, “I got in a fight,” which opened the door to more questions.
“With who,” became the most asked.
“Dude named John,” he answered.
His boss stepped closer, squinting with suspicion as he rubbed his chin. “What did John do?” he asked, causing the other teens to repeat the question to him.
“I caught him trying to fool around with my girl,” answered Jacob, testing the waters to see their reaction.
“Oohh shit, so you beat that boy’s ass, huh? That’s my man, Jay!” one of the teens shouted. But before the others could come to their own conclusion, they jumped on board with his.
Now patting him on the back and congratulating him for defending Julia, the black teens went back to work, somewhat more respectful to him. It had all gone better than expected, and now he couldn’t wait to see her reaction. There was only one problem, his boss didn’t buy it.
Pulling him from the kitchen and away from his co-workers, Mr. Wesley bent to whisper. “That’s not what happened, is it?”
Jacob’s palms began sweating as his heart rate increased. He wasn’t sure what his boss knew, but he wouldn’t admit to anything as long as he could.
“W-What do you mean?”
“That girl yesterday, the one who came in with that guy. That was them wasn’t it?”
Jacob hesitated to answer, making Mr. Wesley nod, his double chins squishing together each time his head dipped. “I knew it. And that was them in the drive through right?”
Jacob swallowed and broke eye contact. What happened next he didn’t expect.
“Listen,” his large boss whispered, putting his arm around Jacob’s shoulder, “I don’t know what caused that bruise, and I won’t say anything to your co-workers, but if that John guy is giving you problems, you tell me about it.”
Jacob looked up in surprise.
“We’ll straighten him out, along with that girl of yours too. You just let me know, alright?”
Flattered didn’t even begin to describe how he felt. Jacob had always pictured his boss as a grumpy, pissed off old man who ate too much fast food. Yet now he was acting like a father, promising to help him out, and even kick John’s ass if wanted.
From first hand experience, Jacob knew Mr. Wesley couldn’t beat John. Even with weight on his side, John would likely beat them both at the same time, and still have enough energy to fuck Julia a few times. The idea actually made his cock twitch, threatening to stiffen before he shook away the thoughts.
“Uhm, sure, but … it’s really not a problem,” he replied with a smile.
Mr. Wesley eyed him closely. “You sure?”
Lunch time finally rolled around just as the rush picked back up. As much as Jacob needed a break, the store was simply too busy, so when Julia finally arrived he was far too occupied to go see her. Glancing out from the kitchen, he could see her sitting alone and waiting for him. He had no way of letting her know, but as he dropped another load of french fries into the boiling hot oil, he saw Mr. Wesley sitting down at her table.
A nervous, familiar feeling crept into his stomach, leaving his hands sweaty and his knees weak. Each time he looked out, the two seemed to be having an important conversation. He couldn’t see Mr. Wesley’s face, but Julia seemed calm and collected. A few minutes passed, and Jacob could see Julia laughing at something his boss said, filling him with an acquainted fear.
He wasn’t able to hear them, but even above the noise of the kitchen he picked up his name. Looking out from the kitchen again, he caught Julia and Mr. Wesley looking right at him. He only had a moment to stare before he was needed again, quickly ducking out of view and swallowing the lump in his throat.
Focused on putting together another hamburger, the area he stood in allowed a certain view of the restaurant, specifically Mr. Wesley’s Manager’s Office. Wiping sweat away, and hoping his boss didn’t see, Jacob looked up just in time to see Julia walk into his private office. Frozen in shock, Mr. Wesley followed behind her, glancing toward the kitchen just before disappearing from sight.
After that, Jacob could hardly focus on his work, his mind racing with thoughts of what they were doing. There was no need trying to fool himself though, he was a cuckold, what else could they be doing? Luckily, with the restaurant so busy no one even noticed Mr. Wesley missing, or that he was gone for over twenty minutes.
When his boss finally returned, Jacob saw that his shirt had large sweat stains under the neck and arms, his face was flushed and red, and he had the biggest grin on his fat face. Julia left without so much as a wave, heading to her car and driving back to the grocery store, clearly running late.
Jacob’s boss kept his distance for most of the day, only coming around to coach or speed up his workers. Jay had so many questions, but each time Mr. Wesley came by it was only to tell him to work faster.
“Get the lead out, Jay-Jay, hurry it up!”
When the end of Jacob’s shift drew near and the commotion finally settled, something rattled his pocket. Able to step away from the kitchen, he withdrew his phone to find six text messages from Julia, all timestamped at lunch. During the hectic, fast paced work he couldn’t feel his phone vibrate, but she had been sending him pictures from the Manager’s Office the whole time.
With the restaurant empty he walked to a table in the back, sitting down and taking a deep breath, ready to see what she sent. As he opened the first text, he was so focused that he was blind to Mr. Wesley about to join him. Grunting as he plopped down, Jacob flinched and turned his phone over, hiding the image he had yet to view.
“Have you looked at them yet?” he asked, having no reason to gloat about what happened, they both knew.
“I uh … just opened the first one.”
His boss adjusted his seat and leaned closer, wheezing as he breathed, “Let’s see it.”
Jacob was hoping that Mr. Wesley hadn’t noticed his raging hard-on, it’s not like he needed more proof that being a cuck turned him on. Slowly turning over the phone, they could both clearly see the first picture.
Surprisingly it was more tame that he expected. In the photo was clearly his boss’ cock, hard and leaking from the big mushroom tip. Julia’s fingers were wrapped around it, holding it to the side just to show off it’s length and girth, along with the engagement ring on her finger. Though simple, it still sent shivers down his spine.
Opening the next image, Jacob took a breath as he squeezed himself. The next pic was a close up, showing Julia’s puffy pink lips pressed against the large bulbous head as if she were kissing it. The background had a blurring effect, so the only thing in focus was her lips, and his cock.
“What’s next?” Mr. Wesley asked.
The third was raunchier, a full view of Julia’s face with it pressed into his crotch. Her nose had been shoved into his ballsack while his cock laid across her forehead. Jay knew she loved a man’s stink, and he was willing to bet that his boss had plenty to spare. Giving himself another squeeze, he couldn’t help but say something.
“I really like that one,” he whispered, causing Mr. Wesley to smile from ear to ear.
The following photo gave a side view, showing Julia’s face as she attempted to deepthroat him. It looked like she had nearly all of it in her mouth, only an inch remaining before the base. Mr. Wesley’s stomach was so big however, that it impeded her ability to take it all.
The fifth photo had been taken by Mr. Wesley, and it was by far one of the kinkiest things he had ever seen Julia do. Jacob’s boss had reclined in a chair, spreading and propping his legs up on what Jacob could only guess was his desk. Julia sat below him and between his legs, one hand on his cock, and the other being used to finger his ass. With Jacob’s cock already at it’s limit, it was only upon closer inspection that he realised which finger his girlfriend was using, her ring finger, the engagement ring no longer visible while her finger was completely inside him.
“Oh fuck,” Jay moaned, squeezing his thighs together as his cock threatened to erupt in his pants.
“I know,” his boss grinned, putting his arm around Jay’s shoulder, “but that’s not even the best part. That engagement ring you bought her? It actually slipped off when she was fingering me and helping me cum. I had to push it back out when she realized it was missing, pretty crazy, huh?”
Jacob bent forward, shuddering as his cock spilled down his thigh, gush after gush, moaning as his boss watched and chuckled. Taking his phone, Mr. Wesley opened the last photo, holding it for Jacob to see as he came.
The last image was Julia’s beautiful face, her mouth open, her tongue out, and a large chunky puddle of cum resting at the back of her throat.
“Your girlfriend is something else, Jay-Jay,” he chuckled, “she swallowed everything and even thanked me for it.”
Jacob could hardly speak, his body continued convulsing as his orgasm slowly faded.
“I had you all wrong,” said Mr. Wesley, “I thought … well, it doesn’t matter does it? Listen, tell Jewel thanks, okay? And if you see John, tell him thanks too.”
“Have you gotten through yet?”
“No,” Cody said, taking another hit from the blunt, “but I expect something soon. If not, I have other ways to make it happen.”
The room was dark and filled with smoke, along with the sounds of felatio. Between Cody’s legs, someone he didn’t even know was busy working his cock, trying their best to please him. Gasping for air, the girlish moans were followed by a deep breath before they dove down and continued.
“How do you think she’ll react?”
“Oh I’m sure she still hates me, they both do,” Cody laughed, reaching down and gripping the stranger’s hair, preventing them from pulling away.
“And you think it’ll work even if she hates you?”
The mumbled voice between Cody’s legs began to panic, struggling to break free as his cock blocked their oxygen. Slapping desperately at his thighs, Cody took another hit and blew smoke in the stranger’s face, watching as the fight began to slow, and their body started going limp.
“It’s because she hates me that it’ll work so well,” he grinned, feeling the throat around his cock relax before he shoved the stranger off.
Tumbling backwards, the anonymous cock sucker landed in a patch of light, revealing him to be a young blonde haired teenager with pink lips. Reaching out with his foot, Cody stomped his stomach a few times until the boy finally coughed and gasped for air, whimpering and starting to cry on the floor.
“Hm, he’s cute.”
“Yeah,” Cody grinned, “little faggot reminds me of someone.”
Standing from his seat, the young blonde teen cradled his stomach and looked up just in time to see Cody’s boot racing toward his face.
“I left it parked on row D, the keys are under the seat.”
Jacob read the text again as he walked to the grocery store Julia worked at. After an awkward moment with his boss, Jay thanked Mr. Wesley for helping Julia cheat on him. He had never seen the fat man so happy, but he promised not to say anything to his co-workers, and even let Jacob go home a little early.
The store where she worked wasn’t very far, only a mile. Getting off early meant Julia hadn’t finished her shift yet, and since he didn’t want to stay at work Jacob would simply go see her.
He had hoped no one noticed the large wet stain on the front of his pants, but there was really no hiding it. Entering the grocery store he went past several aisles before finally spotting her, she had just finished bagging groceries, and was taking a breath when he arrived.
“Hey, babe,” he said, trying to sound casual.
“Hey, you made it.”
“Yeah, that’s a long walk.”
Julia sighed, leaning against the register and pulling out her phone. Bringing up the lock screen, she checked the time before stuffing it away. “Ten more minutes,” she huffed, sounding bored.
With the manager away and no one else around, Jacob stepped up and pulled out his phone. She hadn’t been paying him any attention, but when she next looked he had brought up the photos.
“Put those away, you’ll get me in trouble!” she giggled, pushing his arm down and forcing the phone back into his pocket. “We can talk about it when we get home,” she promised, trying to hide her smile.
Jacob grinned and agreed, now standing awkwardly as they waited for her shift to end. When no one else came through her line, she eventually shut off her aisle light, and Jacob pulled the car around.
By the time they got home, showered, and finally began to unwind it was 6:15. Sitting on the couch again, they mimicked that very morning as they cuddled and checked social media. Jacob had purposely been quiet about Julia and his boss, not wanting to annoy her with constant questions. But as the evening approached, and her hand rested on his thigh, he felt enough time had passed.
“So … Mr. Wesley, huh?” he said, trying to sound nonchalant.
Julia saw through him at once, grinning and squeezing his leg. “Yup,” she answered, being as passive as possible. Ever since the trauma of their prom, whenever Jacob was close enough, she would always have a hand on him. The doctors called it a psychological safety dependance, meaning she felt safest as long as she could touch Jacob.
As her hand brushed his cock, it twitched and stiffened more. Shutting his laptop, he slowly and calmly sat it on the coffee table. “Do you … wanna talk about it?”
Julia had trouble suppressing her smile, shrugging her shoulders as if she didn’t care. Jacob swallowed and finally snapped; reaching out and playfully shaking her by the shoulders, her head bounced as he moved the laptop and pushed himself on top of her.
“Tell me what happened!” he cried out jokingly, still shaking her as she burst into laughter. Using his fingers to tickle, his hands crawled over her stomach and sides as she wiggled and twisted, squealing and trying to escape him.
Their laughter and roughhousing eventually lead to kissing, which also lead them to the bedroom. Undressed, Julia made Jay sit on the floor at the end of the bed, looking up at her while she sat on the edge, masturbating above his face. Once properly in place, she allowed him to ask his questions.
“What do you want to know?”
“Oh, well first off, is Carlos coming by tonight?”
“Nah, he said he had something important going on.”
“Good, okay so … why my boss?”
Julia and Jacob continued masturbating as they spoke, watching each other’s reactions.
“Well, when he came over to talk to me, he started asking how you got that bruise.”
Jacob cringed, “Oh right … that.”
“Yeah … well, I told him the truth.”
“Seriously? That quick?”
She smiled, “Yup. I told him you were a cuckold, that you loved watching me cheat, and that John kicked your ass to make you more submissive.”
Jacob squeezed his cock, “That’s not what happened,” he grumbled, ” … and John didn’t kick my ass … he sucker punched me.”
Julia didn’t speak, she simply allowed him to continue stroking while he thought about it. After a moment she continued, “So then he wanted to know if I’d fool around with him.”
Jacob stroked faster.
“So I did.”
“W-Wait a minute, that’s not all,” he adjusted his knees, scooting closer and bringing himself between her knees, “I saw you two laugh and look back at me, what was that about?”
Now Julia’s hand sped up, rubbing across her increasingly wet pussy. “Oh, well when I said John kicked your ass-”
“Your boss said it wouldn’t be hard to do … kick your butt he meant.”
“Yeah I got that, and you laughed?”
Julia bit her lip, “He was just trying to act macho … I was being nice.”
Reaching to cradle his balls, Jacob resumed stroking. “So what about your engagement ring … you didn’t actually lose it up his … I mean, he made that up right?”
“Did you look at all seven pictures? Yeah, it slipped off and I didn’t even know until we took that last pic.”
“Seven?” Jacob sat up, “I only got six.”
Stepping away from the bed, Julia retrieved her phone and brought it back, flipping through menus until bringing up the photo album. Enlarging the image, she handed the phone to Jacob and watched his reaction.
The image was of Mr. Wesley and Julia, shoulder to shoulder. His boss had reached around her back and was groping her chest, his fingers digging into the fabric while his other hand was aimed at the phone, flipping it off. Julia’s right hand was holding the camera, but her other hand was flipping him off as well. Their smiles seemed to mock him, but it only made Jacob stroke harder.
“See? The ring is missing from my left hand,” she pointed out, “it was actually up his butt when we took that picture,” she laughed, watching her boyfriend struggle not to cum.
“I can’t believe you would do that,” he groaned.
“Well you know I get turned on when a guy stinks.”
Jacob remembered the photo of her smelling his balls.
“It made me a little … kinkier,” she teased, sitting down in front of him again.
Jacob held his breath a moment, stroking quicker and making small whimpering noises. Releasing his cock and edging his orgasm, he looked up to his girlfriend with desperation in his eyes. “Can we have sex?” he begged, “please?”
Julia sunk two fingers into herself, biting her lip and looking down at him. Watching his dick twitch, drooling pre-cum onto the floor, she knew it wouldn’t take much to make him cum, he was far too close for intercourse. Smiling, and without speaking, she reached out with her foot, pressing his erection against his stomach and rubbing it several times.
“Gah! N-No!” he whimpered desperately, unable to stop himself from cumming. Removing her foot, she watched his cock squirt across his stomach and thighs, firing white lines onto her legs and the floor as he whined with tortured pleasure.
“Oops,” she grinned, watching him twitch and bend over, “maybe next time.”
Cody was breathing heavily, grunting as he jerked his cock faster and faster. Smiling, opening his mouth and spitting below, Cody finally reached his orgasm. Bucking his hips uncontrollably, the athletic young man erupted with a gigantic torrent of semen. Shot after thick shot of sperm fired down at his target, plastering and splashing as his balls contracted and pumped.
“Oh yes, baby!” Maxine moaned beside him, “give him all of it!”
Cody’s load seemed almost unending, firing nearly a dozen powerful shots before the rest gushed out. Below him, the sticky warm cum had landed across blonde hair, pretty pink lips and unblinking eyes. Cody groaned while his orgasm came to a finish, squeezing the last drops and flicking them onto the teen’s expressionless face.
Standing beside Cody, the same man from before held his cock out, aiming it at the sparkling pink lips of the teen. “Chris wasn’t bad, eh?” he grunted, releasing his piss across the lifeless boy who was stuffed awkwardly inside the 55 gallon drum, “Cock sucking little Maricón,” he laughed, soaking the teen’s body in his urine before it trickled to a stop.
Maxine moaned and stepped forward, slamming the drum’s lid closed. Sealing it tightly, she stepped over to Cody and kissed him, something he seemed less interested in. “I’ll take care of it, baby, no one will ever find him,” she purred.
“Good,” he answered, slapping her on the ass to get her moving.
“So what’s next?” the brown skinned man asked.
Cody thought a moment, squeezing his balls as his cock dripped onto the warehouse’s concrete floor. “I want to see them. Let’s set something up.”
Lying in bed together, Julia had cuddled into Jacob’s arms as he flipped through websites on his laptop. Her eyes closed, she began drifting to sleep when Jacob cleared his throat. Squinting, she adjusted her head before Jay actually said something.
“Honey, take a look at this,” he said pointing to the screen, “your friend Sam, the black guy I yelled at by accident?”
“I know my own friends,” she mumbled.
“Uh, right, well he’s been putting messages on his facebook, saying he hasn’t seen his boyfriend Chris in days.”
Julia sat up more.
“Apparently nobody knows where he is.”
Squeezing him a little tighter, Julia eyed the laptop with worry. “Nobody?”
“Chris’ facebook hasn’t had any updates in days, and no one’s seen him or heard from him, not even his parents.”
The two were quiet a moment, feeling an unsettling air around them.
“And we still have to deal with this,” Jacob said in a dull tone, bringing up Cody’s friend request.
Julia shuffled closer, wrapping one of her legs around his.
“What should we do? Keep ignoring it right?”
She swallowed, feeling an anger build inside her. Trying to keep her voice calm, she nodded and said, “Yeah, we don’t want him in our lives again … ever.”
As the week rolled on, the days passed with boring repetition. With his co-workers and boss treating him better, Jacob began enjoying his job more, even when Julia came by to flirt with Mr. Wesley. He was also beginning to enjoy his role as a cuckold, something his girlfriend clearly approved of.
When the routine of work became agonizing, it was a welcome change that Friday arrived. With Julia and Jacob both getting off early, they were home by 2:00pm, and trying to decide what they would do over the weekend. Their answer came as Julia sat in the kitchen, surfing Facebook and watching youtube videos.
“Baby!” she shouted, “Jacob! Come here!”
Stepping out of the bathroom and pulling off rubber gloves, he entered the kitchen and looked over her shoulder. Carlos had sent them a message on Facebook, inviting them to a costume party he was having on Saturday.
“A costume party sounds fun,” Jay said, leaving to wash his hands in the sink.
“It looks like we won’t know anyone there though.”
When Jacob returned, he skimmed the message and began rubbing her shoulders. “John might go,” he read, softly squeezing the muscles in her neck.
“Might,” she repeated, “I text John everyday, and he’s been busy all week. I get the feeling he wouldn’t show up just for a costume party.”
Jacob leaned and raised his eyebrows, “Everyday?”
Julia smiled and ignored his question, “So do you want to go or not?”
Taking a deep breath, he exhaled slowly, drawing out his answer as obnoxiously as possible. Finally, after making blubbery noises with his lips and shaking Julia’s shoulders, he said yes, telling her it would be fun, and if nothing else they could just get drunk.
It was only an hour later that they were out shopping for costumes. The department store they chose had a varied selection, and within minutes Jacob had picked out Julia’s outfit. Pulling it from the racks, he carried it over with a giant grin on his face.
“Please, oh please, oh please!” he whined when she turned around.
“Really? A french maid?”
“Oh come on, you know it’s my favorite! Remember truth or dare? I said it was my biggest fantasy?”
Julia grinned and tilted her head, “The only thing I remember about that night was getting stuffed by-”
“-Please? You can even pick out my costume! I’ll wear anything you want, I promise!”
Julia bit her lip and smiled, “Anything?”
The following day, Julia and Jacob arrived according to Carlos’ request, getting to the party a few hours earlier than everyone else. It took them over an hour of driving to reach the house, surprised that it was so far outside the city. They expected it was his parents’ house, a summer home only used on vacations. Ringing the doorbell, Julia nearly squealed in delight, fully dressed and excited about the evening. Jacob however had become less enthused. When the door swung open, Carlos took one look before bursting into uncontrollable laughter.
Julia’s thick curvy body filled out the french maid costume perfectly. Fishnet stockings that only reached her knees, a frilly black dress that barely covered her rump, a white corset that squeezed her cleavage higher, soft white gloves, black heels, a tight black choke collar, and finally a white bow in her hair.
With the only exception being pumps instead of heels, Jacob was wearing the same thing.
“Two french maids,” Carlos laughed, “that’s just perfect.”
Spinning in place, Julia flashed her laced black panties and bounced her chest to give him the full effect. Grinning, they turned to Jacob and waited on him to do the same, only he crossed his arms and glared.
“Just get inside, putas, we have a lot to go over.”
Stepping out of their way, Julia entered first and received a hard slap on the ass, making her squeal. As Jacob entered, he wasn’t expecting the same treatment, stunned when Carlos’ hand smacked him even harder, leaving a bright red handprint. The slap stung painfully, and as Julia broke into laughter, Carlos pushed Jacob forward, bending him over to look under the dress.
“A thong!” he shouted in surprise, “no wonder I didn’t feel anything, damn, maricón. You even shaved your legs too, huh?”
Stumbling in the black pumps, Jacob tried pulling the dress lower, hoping to cover himself while also rubbing the painful stinging. When Carlos shut the front door and started walking toward them, Jay couldn’t help but say something.
“I know what maricón means now,” he scowled, aware of how non-threatening he looked while wearing the costume.
“Good,” Carlos grinned, passing him and taking Jewel by the waist, “come on then, I’ll give you two the run down.”
Julia felt guilty having already left her boyfriend’s side. She knew there would be flirting, and she had planned on fooling around with a few different men, but as Carlos pulled her away she sensed tonight would be different. She couldn’t decide if she was scared or turned on, the truth likely somewhere between.
Struggling to move, Jacob waited until their backs were turned before he kicked off the black pumps and tossed them by the door, choosing instead to walk in his stockings. Running up behind them, he followed as they entered the large kitchen.
“I expect around twenty or thirty people, most from different colleges. I also expect more bros than hoes, so that’s where you two come in.”
Julia and Jacob looked up at him, unsure what he meant.
“Jacob, you’ll be an actual maid tonight. I need you serving the boys drinks, food, anything they want. You’ll also be in charge of cleaning up after them, so if they spill something, break something, or puke on something, you’re the sirvienta who fixes it, yeah?”
Jacob looked to Julia.
“It means servant,” she grinned, squirming as Carlos’ hand began groping her butt.
“Now just wait a goddamn minute here- I didn’t agree to be a maid for your party!”
“Then why are you dressed like that?”
Clearing his throat, Jay tried to continue his argument. “I came to have a good time with Julia,” he grumbled.
“And why did you come?” Carlos asked her.
Fidgeting when his hand slipped into her panties, she bit her lip before answering, “I came to fool around with different guys.” Again she felt guilty, but couldn’t understand why. Jacob’s cuckold status was in the open now, she had no need to feel bad about cheating on him, after all it turned him on.
“You did?” Jay asked, the heartbreak clear on his face, “But you promised tonight would be for us.”
Julia suddenly understood why she felt bad. On the drive up, as Jacob whined about his costume, she tried to lift his mood by promising he would be the focus of her night. It instantly cheered him up, but from the moment Carlos smacked her ass she had completely forgotten.
When Carlos noticed them both looking dour, he stepped in to lighten the mood. “Cheer up, coño, I’ll make sure you have fun too.”
Jacob thought a moment. If Julia was planning on fooling around with other men, why should that stop him from having a good time? This was his weekend too, and if getting drunk was the only way to enjoy himself, then that’s what he’d do, Julia be damned.
“Fine. I’ll get shit faced,” he said, his sour tone directed at his girlfriend, making her look away.
“Now, Julia,” Carlos said, pulling his hand from her panties and stepping back, “just because you make a prettier maid doesn’t get you off the hook.” With them both staring he continued, “You’ll be a maid too. Just like him, you’ll pass out food and drinks, and you’ll take the empties to the trash.”
Jacob smiled as she frowned.
“You don’t have to clean up spills, but I need you to let Jacob know if you find any.”
Suddenly Julia’s phoned chirped. Pulling it from a pocket between her breast, she swiped and tapped before stuffing it away. “John said he can’t come,” she announced sadly.
Jacob was unconcerned, but Carlos grinned before turning and leaving the kitchen. “Come on, there’s more to show you,” he said.
Leading them down the hallway, he pointed out the main bathroom, already cleaned and ready for use. The tiles were polished and white, as was the bowl, the sink, and the tub. Next was a large bedroom, the king size bed made neatly and furnished with expensive looking pillows.
Walking back and looking into the bathroom, Jacob stopped and raised an important question. “Wait a second,” he said, getting their attention, “if you’re having twenty or thirty drunken people over, is one toilet really enough?”
“If the toilet is being used, I expect the others will piss in the bathtub,” he chuckled, “but that’s why you’re here, chico, in case they miss or something.”
“Okay, just hold the fuck on,” Jacob practically shouted, “what makes you think I give a shit about keeping your house clean? What’s in this deal for me?”
Carlos clearly didn’t like Jacob’s tone, and as he stepped up and backed him into the wall, he eyed him down until Jay could no longer make eye contact. “How’s that bruise healing?” he whispered, sending Jacob a very clear message.
Surprisingly, Julia came to his rescue, pushing between them and forcing a laugh to break the tension. “Come on, guys, let’s just enjoy the evening. Okay, Jacob?” Reaching behind her she found Jay’s hand, interlocking their fingers.
The anxiety drained when he squeezed her hand, smelling the coconut shampoo in her hair when she backed up. She laughed nervously, and as Jacob relaxed and began to speak, Carlos pushed himself into her, reaching down her panties and kissing her deeply. Pushing her body into Jacob’s, he was trapped watching as leaned back and moaned, sinking into his kiss and squeezing Jacob’s hand even harder.
When the first guests finally arrived, Jacob had just finished making the sandwiches. With large silver trays, he carried out giant bowls of chips and dip, along with bottles of beer and finger food. The party’s main hub was the living room, a spacious area with three separate couches along with folding chairs and folding tables. With the platters set up and more beer stuffed into coolers, Jacob wiped his hands on his dress before preparing to rest.
Julia had taken a break, sitting on Carlos’ lap while they watched him scurry to get things in order. Jay wasn’t happy about it, but he clung to the idea of getting so drunk that he would be incapable of walking, let alone serving horny wasted men.
“Hey, Puta,” Carlos snapped, getting his attention, “I don’t like the way you’re walking.”
Jay could see Julia becoming nervous again, resting her hand on Carlos’ thigh, squeezing it like she often did his whenever she became upset or unnerved. Swallowing his pride, and hoping to help Julia feel better, he stepped over and and crossed his arms.
“How should I walk then?”
“Like a Lady … swing your hips more, shake it, hermano. Right now you look like a gorrilla with hemorrhoids.”
Julia covered her mouth, feeling guilty about laughing at Jacob’s expense. However, since he was already humiliated and dressed like a woman, and he’d rather see Julia laugh than be upset, he dropped his head and accepted the request. Turning, he attempted to strut as best he could, forcing his hip sway as he walked.
“Hey, not bad,” Carlos chuckled, “just keep doing that during the party, yeah?”
Jacob nodded, thinking to himself, “Not on your fucking life.”
It was nearly an hour before the bulk of guests arrived. It was surprising, but Jacob had almost forgotten that it was a costume party. He greeted nearly everyone that walked in, getting a good look at their outfits. Fireman, Police officer, Superman and Spider-man to name a few. Some guests had went all out, wearing expensive costumes that were intricate, while others went minimal with simple masks.
The kitchen and living room were absolutely packed once everyone arrived, leaving Jacob and Julia to spring into their roles as waiters, handing out beer and offering food to anyone who wanted it. As music played and drinks were consumed, the night actually started somewhat calm. A few people had laughed at Jacob’s costume, but he wasn’t the only one dressed ridiculously.
Carlos had changed into his own costume as well, getting Julia to personally help him in the bedroom. When he returned, he had become an escaped convict, with black and white bars that covered his pants and shirt, along with a plastic ball and chain around his ankle.
Thirty minutes more and the party was in full swing. Music blared, people shouted, and already a dozen were drunk. Jacob was constantly being pushed around, shoved, and at several points he was groped and squeezed, the drunken party goers confusing him with Julia. Each time he had a chance, Jacob would sneak a shot of alcohol, gulping the burning liquid before moving somewhere else.
Carrying a handful of empty beer bottles, Jay was headed for the trashcan when he heard someone call out, “Yo! Sissy maid, dude! Need a clean up on aisle three!” Dumping the bottles, he turned and headed back into the crowd. Catching a look from Carlos, Jacob began swaying his hips, hoping he hadn’t been caught.
When he arrived at the mess, he found several frat guys cluttered around a few chairs. Someone had spilled beer and cheese dip all over the floor, but that wasn’t half as surprising as who he found with them.
“Sorry, Jacob,” Julia giggled drunkenly, “I knocked it off when they pulled down my panties.”
Julia was standing with her legs apart, the frat guy behind her grinning as his hand reached under her dress. Beside him, another frat brother chuckled stupidly, holding up her panties before sniffing and slingshotting them at Jacob’s face.
Dropping to his knees, he reached for the towel on his costume before getting on all fours and scrubbing the large stain. Looking up from the floor gave him a great view under her dress, along with the frat guy’s hand drunkenly fingering her. The slime and honey from her pussy had begun dripping down her thighs, squishing loudly as the fingers slapped into her, making her wiggle and laugh. Jacob couldn’t stop his cock from hardening, and while he hoped no one saw it, he was about to encounter a bigger problem.
“Check out the ass on this one!” someone behind him shouted.
Before he could move, a hand reached for his thong, yanking it hard enough that his knees came off the floor, giving him a massive wedgie and causing him to fall face first into the mess he was cleaning. Face down while someone held him up, he felt several hands begin to grope and slap his backside.
“Oh shit, it’s a dude!”
“And he’s got a chubby!” Someone else shouted, reaching and grabbing Jacob’s erection, shaking it back and forth to show everyone looking.
Julia and the frat brothers burst into laughter, and as Jacob flushed red, someone emptied a bottle of beer onto his head, laughing as it ran up his nose, causing him to cough and spit.
When he was let go and put on his knees, he felt a shoe press against his back before kicking him forward, causing him to fall over the mess and directly below his girlfriend.
“Don’t be so mean to my boyfriend, guys,” Julia laughed above him.
“That sissy is your boyfriend?” someone asked.
“He’s not gonna get mad at me is he?” the frat guy behind her moaned, causing Jacob to lift his head and see what he meant.
“Nah,” Julia whimpered, “he’s a cuckold.”
Jacob had gotten back on his knees just as a cock squeezed through Julia’s thighs. Openly, in front of everyone, this stranger was fucking the gap below her pussy. She continued laughing, holding up her dress for everyone to see and moaning as he rocked her back and forth, humping her from behind as everyone watched. The alcohol had clearly affected her, and as a different frat brother pulled her tits out, the guy dressed as Superman poured another shot into her mouth.
“What’s a cuckold?” someone in the crowd asked.
“I think it means he likes watching,” another answered.
Jacob could hardly find the strength to move, staring hypnotically as the big cock glided in and out between her thighs. The scene immediately reminded him of the first time he watched John fuck her, and he imagined that if he didn’t move, it would have the same end result too.
“He does like watching!” someone laughed.
He wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol he drank, or if it was the humiliation of having everyone stare, but Jacob’s cock had never been harder. As he sat back on his heels, it was obvious to everyone that he had a boner, the front of his maid outfit standing straight up.
“Are you … ugh, having a good time, honey?” Julia asked him, grunting as the man humping her became more aggressive. Thrusting his cock between her thighs faster and faster, he was clearly about to release his load across everything below him, primarily Jacob.
“Is he really not going to move?” someone behind asked.
“I hope not, I’m recording this shit.”
Only now aware that he was being filmed, Jacob looked around to find more than a dozen people aiming their phones at him, alternating shots between Julia’s pussy and Jacob’s face and dress. Stunned, and with the alcohol starting to work, he looked up at his girlfriend, watching her breast bounce as men groped her, laughing and cheering.
“Fuck! Gonna nut!” came the voice behind her.
Given a last chance to move, Jacob leaned forward. Never blinking as the cock pushed through her thighs, it began shooting its load and painting him. Shot after sticky shot crossed his hair, nose, and glasses, dripping down his cheeks and lips as the frat guy groaned and pumped a few last times before finally pulling out.
“Holy crap!” someone said as others laughed.
“You gave him a facial,” said another while fist bumping.
Aware that the night was far from over, Jacob was about to stand and leave when Julia dropped to her knees in front of him. Still drunk but smiling, she reached out to cradle her boyfriend’s face, pulling him into a deep kiss as the crowd became silently stunned.
“Love you, baby,” Julia whispered, pulling away from his lips while strings of sperm stretched between them, breaking and dripping to the floor.
“Love you too.”
The party continued, and as humiliated as Jacob felt he quickly found other party goers trying to show him up with crazy stunts. Playing beer pong, betting each other’s girlfriends and even getting into fights, it wasn’t long before everyone had already forgotten about him. When the crowd around them started to thin, Carlos dropped by to help.
“Julia, I have someone I want you to meet,” he said, helping her and Jacob off their knees.
“You do?” she wobbled, giggling as he Carlos steadied her.
“Yeah, he’s an important guy.”
Jacob watched as he aimed her toward a man wearing a creepy skull mask. Patting her on the ass, Carlos was ready to follow her when he suddenly turned back. Reaching for his wrist, he stopped Jay from wiping the cum away.
“Wear it,” he ordered, grinning as Jacob weakly submitted and put away the towel.
“Good. I’ll come get you when he’s ready, in the meantime I think I saw a couple guys heading to the bathroom, huh?” Grabbing Jacob’s chin, Carlos leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, smirking before leaving and guiding Julia away.
Jacob had never been more confused. Reaching for a nearby platter, he grabbed a shot glass and downed another swallow before someone suddenly bumped him. Annoyed by the noise and people, Jacob pulled the bottle of booze off the tray and began weaving his way through the crowd.
Looking through the people as he passed, he could see Julia dancing, shaking her hips and lifting her dress to the man wearing a skull. He was reclined in a chair, one foot resting on his knee as a smile spread across the underside of his mask.
Trying to ignore it, he staggered into the bathroom and nearly slipped as the tiled floor was soaked in piss. Two teens stood side by side as they attempted urinating into the toilet together, and with someone else passed out in the bathtub, another person had drunkenly arrived and started pissing on them. Shrugging his shoulders, Jacob stepped through the puddles of urine and approached the two teenagers.
“Fellas, you shouldn’t be-” coming within sight of their cocks, he noticed they were holding each other, laughing and having trouble aiming the streams as piss splashed across the seat and walls. “-whatever, forget it.”
Lifting the bottle, Jacob took three more slugs of the whiskey before turning and sitting beside the toilet, he had reached his first low point. He loved Julia, and she loved him, but ever since he had become a cuckold things were different. Everything now revolved around her cheating on him, and although they had their moments together, at the end of the day he felt unimportant, as if she might trade him in for someone with a bigger cock. Most of the time she seemed sincere, but with a little alcohol or the smell of a ballsack Julia lost herself to a world of sinful pleasure, ready to abandon Jacob at a moment’s notice. The idea terrified him, and maybe it was the booze making him think that way, but for now he had only one solution: getting blitzed.
With the alcohol making him warm inside, and his body becoming too heavy to move, Jacob looked up as the two teens smiled at him, redirecting their streams and soaking him in warm, golden liquid. Even as they laughed and their piss splashed and poured into the open mouth of the bottle, Jacob lifted it and swallowed more, slipping further onto the floor before his head struck tile and he passed out.
“Are you really going to do that?”
As consciousness slowly began to return, Jacob could hear voices.
“Yes, and I want you to help me.”
He felt warm, almost floating as the darkness began to spin.
“But that’s so mean,” Julia giggled, her voice echoing in his mind.
“You’ll love it … I promise.”
Jacob awoke to something stinging his face. Coughing, sputtering, his eyes began to burn as fluid filled his nose and choked him. Twisting, rolling onto his side he coughed out the steaming liquid before looking to find the source.
“Hey, it did wake him up!” Julia laughed, aiming the man’s cock as it fired a powerful stream into his face.
Crawling back to the wall, Jacob had nowhere to run as the man in the skull mask stepped closer, guiding Julia as she continued aiming his cock, letting it soak Jacob’s costume, hair, and even his mouth when he tried to catch his breath.
“Good,” said the skull man as he grinned under his mask, “don’t let him breath, let’s choke him to death.”
Julia giggled and playfully slapped at his chest, now aiming the stream into her boyfriend’s eyes. “You shouldn’t make jokes like that,” she said, unable to stop herself from laughing while still drunk from earlier, “what if he actually died or something?”
He smiled and looked down at her, “Good riddance.”
Eventually the stream began to slow, but even as it did they moved closer, trying to ensure that every drop reached some part of Jacob. When he was finished Julia shook his cock enthusiastically, shaking out the final drops while her boyfriend tried to wipe his face.
Jacob wasn’t even sure how to react. He was already soaked from before he passed out, and with his senses dulled he was hardly angry that Julia just helped someone piss on him. Carlos was standing nearby, smiling as Jewel and the skull man backed out of the bathroom.
“Clean him up,” he ordered, taking Julia by the waist and leading her out of sight.
Carlos smiled as he approached, peeling off his convict shirt before untying the strings that held up his pants. Jacob could still feel the linger of alcohol in his system, and although he had sobered some, he still had trouble standing.
“You heard the boss,” Carlos said with a smile, “get in the shower.”
Jacob could hardly refuse as Carlos took him by the shoulder, helping him stand and leading him under the faucet. It was only when he stepped inside, did Jay start to understand. Having the dress pulled off him, Carlos dropped his pants and reached for Jacob’s thong, yanking the strap hard enough to tear it off.
“Wh-what the fuck are you doing?” Jacob groaned, losing his balance and falling into the shower wall. Only on his feet because of Carlos, he struggled to move as the Mexican finished undressing, peeling off his underwear and tossing them.
Beginning to panic, Jay made an attempt to escape, but his body still contained too much alcohol. It was slowly leaving his system, but he was still too weak to fight back. With a hand on the back of his head, Jacob’s face was smushed against the wall, holding him in place as Carlos turned on the shower and blasted them both with cold water.
Screaming loud enough for everyone to hear him, Carlos laughed as he closed the sliding glass door, trapping them inside.
“You can’t wash yourself,” he grinned, “so I’m going to help you, puta.”
Suddenly Jacob had him on his back, arms wrapped around his chest as the cold water poured over them. All he could do was reach for the metal bar nearby, gripping it and trying to steady himself.
“Good, stay standing and I’ll heat up the water.”
Jay’s legs shook when Carlos let go, showing just how weak he actually was. After turning up the water it eventually became steaming, flooding the bathroom with a heavy mist. Grabbing a bar of soap, he began rubbing it around the drunken cuckold’s body, covering him in a slick, slippery sheen.
“Please, I don’t-”
“Shush,” he whispered into Jacob’s ear, moving the soap to his cock, “the last thing you want is to make me mad,” he purred.
Closing his eyes, Jacob tried to think of Julia as he felt Carlos’ hardened cock rubbing against his lower back. Still holding the bar to brace himself, the hands around his stomach drifted south, grabbing and squeezing him.
Jacob whimpered, feeling the hard phallus poking him from behind. Pushing forward, and with the help of the soap it slipped between his thighs, much like the frat guy had done earlier with Julia. Slowly grinding himself into Jacob, the contact began having a stimulating effect.
It was the closest thing to sex that jacob had had in over a week. Despite the touch coming from another man, his cock began to rise of it’s own free will. Biting his lip, he hoped Carlos didn’t notice, but that idea only lasted a second.
“What’s this?” he chuckled, his fingers wrapping around Jacob and beginning to stroke him.
“Damn it,” Jay said through gritted teeth.
“The boss said you’re not allowed to do that,” Carlos purred, tapping Jay’s cock with his finger, “so we’ll need to take care of it.”
Having another person touch him was almost too much, and although he wanted to blame it on being drunk, part of him couldn’t deny how good it felt.
“Why don’t we make it a game,” Carlos whispered, “first one to cum loses.”
“That’s not fair,” he whimpered back, his cock already being stroked faster.
“Squeeze your legs together, make it tight for me.”
Jacob couldn’t believe what he was doing, or that he would actually go along with this man’s crazy game. But the night had already spiraled out of control, he had been forced to work as a maid, cheated on, pissed on, cheated on again and pissed on again. What was one more humiliating moment in his life? At least now there we no cameras.
Shuffling side to side, Jacob squeezed his legs tightly, even pushing his ass out and making it easier for Carlos to reach around. As the man holding him laughed, Jacob could feel his cock pull out from his thighs, now starting to press against his backdoor.
“No!” Jacob whined, “Not there! Please!”
Surprisingly Carlos actually complied, only teasing the virgin hole, pressing the swollen head halfway in before stopping. “Fuck you’re tight, puta,” he grinned, shoving himself back between Jacob’s thighs.
Their rocking and bumping continued for a few more minutes, both moaning as the shower seemed to become even hotter. Somehow Jacob was able to resist his orgasm, causing problems for Carlos. Grunting, he began to speed up, each stroke causing his cock to bump into Jacob’s balls from underneath.
“Are you close yet?” he asked, leaning over his shoulder and looking down.
“Very close,” Jacob whimpered, momentarily forgetting everything else in his life.
“Buen muchachito,” Carlos grunted.
Cupping his hand below Jacob’s cock, he used his other hand to stroke until he finally reached orgasm. Whining as he came, Jay looked down and watched his entire load spill into Carlos’ palm. It was only after his high receded that Jacob realized carlos was no longer humping him, and that he had been pushing his hips into Carlos’ cock.
“You lost the game,” he chuckled, “but I won’t punish you too badly.”
Raising his hand, he brought the large puddle of cum up to Jacob’s lips, laughing when Jacob turned away.
“Come on, open up for me,” he ordered. When Jacob refused again, scrunching his face and turning his head, Carlos could only laugh, pulling his cock from between Jay’s thighs. “If you don’t open for me, I have a magical key that’ll work.” Pressing his cock against Jacob’s hole again, Carlos could see the terror in his partner’s eyes.
Reluctantly Jacob turned, facing his shower mate and opening his mouth. Closing his eyes, Jay’s own load was poured down this throat, the slimy, salty fluid had mixed with the shower water to become a soupy, vile tasting mess.
“Now me,” Carlos grinned, pushing Jacob to his knees and masturbating directly at his face. “Open up,” he ordered, “be a good boy for me.”
Jacob only wanted it to end quicker, so as his lips parted, he looked up to the Mexican who had insulted him, called him names, lied to him and probably already fucked his girlfriend, and began sucking at the tip of his cock.
It was such a shock to Carlos that his orgasm arrive immediately, reaching for the back of Jacob’s head and pulling him further onto the shaft before erupting into his mouth. Thrusting relentlessly, he made sure that Jacob sucked every drop out before finally moving away.
His ordeal with Carlos was finally over, but as he helped him stand, Jay was shoved against the shower wall before receiving one last thing: a kiss.
Now sitting on the edge of the tub, Jacob remained quiet as Carlos toweled him off. After a few moments of silence, Jacob willingly spread his legs to let Carlos finish.
“What time is it?”
Carlos didn’t look up, “late.”
“Has everyone left?”
“Everyone but the four of us.”
Another moment of silence.
“How long was I out?”
Standing, Carlos took Jacob by the hand as they walked across a mountain of towels, all placed to soak up the urine left by teenagers. Stepping into the hallway, Jacob could finally see the devastation left behind. There were dozens of spills and broken chairs, cups, plates, and trash littered the living room, along with a few randomly discarded and half filled condoms.
Amazingly the trash ended exactly at the hallway, saving them from standing in garbage. Still both nude, Carlos suddenly dropped to his knees, reaching for Jacob’s soft cock.
“W-What are you doing?”
“I told you in the shower,” he said casually, “the boss doesn’t want you getting hard.”
Before he understood, Carlos had already locked away his dick, smiling when he stood up. “That should do it,” he grinned.
It had only just occurred to jacob that he had no idea what was going on. Waking up while being pissed on was bad enough, but being shower molested had made it even worse. He hadn’t seen Julia since she helped the skull man piss on him, and now he was being cock caged and told that ‘the boss’ demanded it.
“Can I go home? Why are you doing this to me? Where’s Julia?”
Carlos grinned and began guiding him down the hallway, leading him towards the bedroom they had seen previously. “You like being a cuckold right?” he asked, “Watching the girl you love most give herself to another guy, seeing her cum, watching her lover cum while they both deny you any attention?”
Jacob was afraid to answer.
“The boss will make all of that even better, I promise.”
“Who is he?”
Carlos hesitated to answer, “He’s your new bull, which makes him the most important person in your life.”
Jacob couldn’t believe that. There was only one person in his life that mattered more than the rest, and that was Julia.
“One last thing,” Carlos said, stopping him before they entered the room, “do everything he says … everything.”
Jay could see the seriousness in his face, and it started to scare him.
One hour earlier.
The party was about to come to an end. Carlos had followed Jacob into the bathroom, watching as two teenagers urinated across the unconscious cuckold, laughing and stroking each other. Avoiding puddles of urine, he waited on them to finish before he grabbed the teens by their collars and yanked them away, shoving them back into the living room. Rounding everyone up, he checked each room of the house to ensure no one had snuck away, and once he was sure they were all together, it was time to send them home.
Cody could hardly believe what he was watching. The french maid who now danced for him was none other than Julia herself. The same stuck up, tattletale, cock tease who had denied his feelings, who had constantly rejected him in favor of Jacob, who would never give him the love and attention she knew he needed. Now she was here, drunkenly, stupidly dancing for him.
“Alright, everyone, the party is over! You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here! So get your drunk asses out of my house!”
Julia suddenly stopped dancing, looking back to Carlos and starting to wonder if she too had to leave. Jacob was nowhere to be seen, and as the room spun and the alcohol continued working she couldn’t remember when last she saw him.
“Keep dancing,” said Cody, aware that she didn’t know who he was.
Hesitant, she looked around the room and wobbled, hoping to see Jacob passed out on the floor or standing and waving to her. “I gotta find my boyfriend first,” she mumbled, turning her back on him and walking into the kitchen.
A flare of anger struck Cody like a bolt of lightning. Standing and following her, Carlos stepped up and stopped him, letting Julia get far enough away before speaking.
“Don’t,” he said, trying to sound as submissive as possible, “Jacob is passed out in the bathroom and she’s drunk and horny. There’s no need to climax yet, it’s still early, right?”
Cody closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and nodding. “Yeah,” he shuddered, “I’ll only do it after I’ve had my fun.”
Carlos smiled, “Well let’s get started then.”
As the two men followed Julia into the kitchen, Cody stopped by the doorway and watched as Carlos approached her. She began asking where Jacob was, concerned for her boyfriend’s well being. It caused a boiling hatred within Cody’s stomach, but he suppressed it before walking over.
“Calm down, Julia, he’s fine.”
“Well where is he?”
“He got drunk and passed out, that’s all.”
“I wanna see him.”
Carlos rolled his eyes but finally agreed. Walking by Cody they turned and headed for the bathroom, stopping at the door so that she could see Jacob’s slumped, unconscious body. Releasing an audible sound of relief, she reached out as if she wanted to touch him, but was unwilling to walk through the bathroom’s urine covered floor.
With her standing and gawking at Jacob, Carlos stepped back and whispered into Cody’s ear. “Remember: smell drives her wild.”
With an understanding nod Cody left for the bedroom, shedding his clothes before finding a recliner to sit in. Spreading his legs, he lifted his balls and stroked his cock. He had never felt such a rush of euphoria before, even after all the crimes he had committed and the lives he had ruined, nothing had felt like this.
“Come on, I have a surprise for you,” Carlos’ voice could be heard coming up the hallway.
“Will I like it?”
“You’ll love it.”
As they crossed into the room Julia immediately understood what her surprise was. Giggling and excited, she twisted her costume until it eventually slipped free. Kicking it away, she was now wearing only her fishnet stockings and a black choke collar.
Crossing the room she quickly dropped to her knees, watching the masked man shudder as she reached for his cock. It was incredibly hard with a large vein crossing over the shaft, the head swollen purple and drooling a river of clear liquid. Below, his balls looked giant, great plum sized mounds that had been shaved completely smooth, now sticky with sweat.
“Oh wow,” Julia moaned, looking up at him as she squeezed between his legs, holding his dick with both hands to measure it’s size.
“Do you like it?” he asked, doubtful that in her drunken state she would recognize his cock.
“Oh fuck, I love it,” she moaned leaning forward and rubbing it across her face. Pushing the tip against her nose and teasing him, she wiped the smell of his cock onto her cheeks, biting her lip as he shivered from the contact.
“What’s your name, big boy?” Julia moaned, putting the dripping tip into her mouth.
” … Adrian,” he lied, knowing his real name could ruin everything.
“Well, Adrian,” she giggled, “I think you have the hottest cock,” she kissed the tip, “that I’ve ever used to cheat on my boyfriend with.”
Cody’s mouth hung open, his tongue dry as he reached for the back of her head. “Try these,” he moaned, pushing her face directly into his ballsack.
Lights sparkled in her vision as the sweat and stink flooded her nose. The overwhelming aroma sent jolts of pleasure directly into her pussy, and as her eyes rolled back and she pressed her nose into him harder, she could hear laughter before inhaling more of his pungent musk.
“Oh my god,” she growled, catching a breath before pushing her nose down and bucking her hips in desperation.
Cody allowed her to smell all she wanted, each giant snort making her hornier and weakening her inhibition, turning her into something else. Finally pulling her face away, he smiled and prepared to see just how deviant she could become.
“You turned on now?”
“Oh god yes,” she moaned, reaching for her pussy and twisting her hips.
“Do you like cheating on your boyfriend?”
“I love cheating on him, I love it.”
Reaching out, Cody held the side of her face while using his thumb to push her nose up, giving her a piggish look. Pulling her toward his nuts, she moaned and continued sniffing even as he degraded her.
“You’re a fuckin’ pig aren’t you?”
The stench of his musk had once again entered her mind, and as her body quivered and her pussy salivated, there was nothing she could do to fight her pleasure. “Yes,” she moaned, sticking her tongue out and lapping at his balls, “I’m a dirty piggy.”
Cody began to laugh, letting her go and reclining again. He could never have guessed that Jacob’s beloved girlfriend, the soulmate he never shut up about, would become such a stink loving whore. Confident that her mind was already lost in pleasure, he wanted to see how far he could push her.
“I hate your boyfriend,” he moaned, softly touching her hair as she pulled away from his balls and took a breath.
“You do?” she practically moaned, still uncontrollably horny.
“He shouldn’t have a girl like you.”
Julia giggled and began stroking his cock, jerking it off with both hands.
“I hope something bad happens to him,” Cody grinned.
Julia licked her lips, leaning forward and pressing his cock across her face. “Like what?”
“Something that kills him, that way I can have you all to myself.”
Shockingly Julia laughed, squeezing his cock tighter and leaning forward. “Couldn’t I just break up with him?” she giggled.
Cody released a breath of pleasure, the smile blow the mask growing even larger. “Nah, I’d be happier if he was just dead, wouldn’t you?” he chuckled, completely serious even if Julia didn’t know it.
She laughed back, lowering herself to sniff his balls again before answering. “That’s so mean,” she grinned, “he’s a really good boyfriend, he just doesn’t have a dick like yours.”
“I can be a good boyfriend too, plus you’ll have my cock everyday.”
Julia sniggered, “Are you trying to make me break up with him?”
“Is it working?”
Julia smirked, leaning forward again to kiss his cock. “Well … I guess that means I have options in case something does happen to him,” she joked.
Cody could hardly believe how easy it was to manipulate her. After the years of school and trying to win her over, after beating Jacob’s face in and hoping she’d dump him for being weak, even after nearly killing her boyfriend hadn’t worked, it seemed crazy that all she needed was the stink of his ballsack.
“Why don’t we go see him right now.”
Julia moved away and let him stand up, his cock bouncing hypnotically in her face. “What for?” she asked, now fingering her pussy as she stood and put her arm around his.
“I need to piss, and I want you to help me.”
“It’s about time,” Cody said disdainfully, staring at Jacob as he was pushed into the bedroom.
Jay wasn’t sure what to make of the scene he had walked in on. The man with the skull mask was standing in the center of the room, his legs spread apart as a woman sat on her knees below him, her face buried under his balls. Still shaken from such a rough wake up call, it took a moment before he realized who he was seeing.
“Julia!” he shouted, starting to walk over when Carlos stopped him, grabbing his shoulder to hold him in place.
“It’s alright,” Cody grinned, “he can join her.”
“On your knees,” Carlos whispered, pushing him forward.
Following the instructions, and beginning to feel like he was kidnapped, Jacob approached the threatening looking man before crouching and getting onto his knees.
Julia had just taken a breath when she noticed Jay sitting beside her, and with a squeal she turned and embraced him, squeezing him tightly before pulling back and kissing him deeply. With her tongue in his mouth he could taste whoever the skull man was, the salty musk now making him light headed.
“Baby, this is Adrian,” she smirked, reaching out to stroke his cock as he looked down on them, “we’ve been fooling around since you passed out.”
Jacob could almost feel a sense of dread coming from the man, as if he was impending doom itself. He was sure Julia didn’t feel the same way, not with how happy she was sucking his balls. Still, the man had a fearsome presence, something far different from John or Carlos.
“Hi, Adrian,” Jacob said meekly.
“How have you been, Jacob? Doing badly I hope,” Cody grinned, causing Julia to giggle.
Slapping his thigh Julia snickered, “He’s just joking around, honey,” she smirked.
“So you’re a cuckold,” he said, changing his footing and moving closer to them. Julia and Jacob were now shoulder to shoulder, and as he lowered his cock, Julia happily suckled the head only a foot from her boyfriend’s face.
” … Yeah-”
Julia pinched him.
“Ow! Uh, Y-Yeah, Yes … Yes, Sir.”
Cody broke into laughter, throwing his head back in utter disbelief. All he had ever wanted was Julia, but now he had more, he had her stuck up boyfriend down on his knees and calling him sir. It was more than he ever expected from the night, and he knew it would only get better.
“How does it make you feel,” Cody moaned, pulling his cock from her mouth, “to see her with me?”
Jacob swallowed. The truth had become blurred to him now; on the one hand, he loved everything about it, nothing had made his cock harder, that is before the cock cage. On the other hand, a new fear had taken place in his heart, the overwhelming terror that Julia might stop loving him, that all of their years together would be lost simply because he couldn’t please her.
Regardless of his internal struggle, he knew the answer Adrian wanted, “I love it … thank you for helping her cheat on me.”
The lips below the mask spread apart into a giant smile, the white teeth contrasting with the plastic skull. Squatting, Cody got onto his knees with them, smiling as he moved Julia. “Don’t lie to me, Jacob,” he said, reaching and cradling Julia’s face in his hands, “It hurts you inside, doesn’t it?”
Julia tried to turn and see her boyfriend’s face, but Cody wouldn’t allow her.
“It kills you a little, each time you see her lose control and forget about you. Knowing that while she’s with another guy, she’s not with you, and that if it happens enough, she won’t even notice when you disappear.”
Jacob’s heart was racing. He had no words for how Adrian just made him feel, but he didn’t need to speak, the terror in his eyes said enough.
“Watch closely, cuckold,” Cody smiled, “watch her forget about you.”
Pulling her towards him, Julia moaned as their lips met. Breathing heavily and kissing directly in his face, Jay could feel what Adrian meant. There was a pain in his chest, an ache, a fear and an understanding that he had just lost his girlfriend, if only for a few moments.
The two continued to kiss, making no effort to hide their tongues as they licked, flicked and moaned. It was several moments later when Cody had his fill, pulling away and allowing Julia to lean forward, kissing and licking his neck.
Cody turned and looked Jacob in the eyes, seeing the fear and humiliation he had waited on for so long. But he wasn’t finished, he wanted more, he needed Jacob to cry, to truly have real heartbreak. That’s when he had an idea.
Pulling Julia away, he instructed her to sit on Jacob’s lap and get ready for something new. She happily agreed, but as she moved to sit on him, she noticed his cock was bound in a plastic cage.
“What’s this?” she laughed, reaching down and yanking at it.
Jacob whimpered and nearly shouted, his penis desperate to swell while being completely denied. Looking closer, she could see the tip had begun dripping pre-cum, even locked up as it was.
“Pervert,” she teased, ruffling his hair before sitting on his lap.
Jacob was officially in hell. There was nothing he wanted more than Julia sitting on his cock, but with the dick cage in place, he felt the sense of arousal while unable to enjoy it. It was an itch he couldn’t scratch, and it was starting to drive him crazy.
Turning around, Cody backed his ass into them as he laughed. “If smelling my balls got you this fucked up, I wonder what this will do.” Reaching back, Cody grabbed her by the hair, lining himself up before shoving her shocked face into the sweaty crack of his ass.
Julia’s nose hit the bullseye, scrunching up against the nasty puckered hole of Cody’s ass. The squeeze of his cheeks closed around her face, and as she inhaled the rich, rotten odor, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The orgasm she had been teasing with her fingers was now released, causing all the muscles in her body to seize up at once as she pushed harder into his rump. Her breathing became quicker, and with each snort she pulled more and more of the putrid, earthy fragrance into her body.
Jacob’s face was practically beside Julia’s and although he couldn’t see her expression, it was painfully obvious that she loved it. With her hands spreading Cody’s cheeks apart, allowing her nose to smush harder into his anus, Jacob reached around her waist, sliding his fingers into his fiancee’s fiery hot love hole.
Cody was in heaven, unable to control his laughter as Julia devolved into nothing more than his personal toilet. Looking back at Jacob, Cody couldn’t contain his happiness, and even with Julia able to hear them, he let his feelings be known.
“Fuck you, Jacob,” he moaned, “you worthless piece of cuckold shit. I could fucking kill you right now, right in front of your girlfriend, and she wouldn’t even care.”
All Jay could do was whimper, starting to grasp that he was completely at the mercy of this crazy man. The only thing he could do was continue fingering his girlfriend, feeling her pussy tighten each time Adrian mentioned killing him.
“Not even your parents would miss you,” Cody said, finishing his rant before pushing Julia back and turning around, stroking his cock in both their faces.
Jacob was now terrified. Looking to Julia, he found her nearly comatose, her eyes staring at the ceiling while her hips bucked for stimulation. Her mouth was still open, tongue hanging out and flicking against the air. Worst of all, Jacob could see a brown stain on the end of her nose, giving her a non-stop supply of stink.
Grunting and moaning, Cody stepped over them and readied to fire his load. Leaning down, he used an open palm and began slapping them both. Jacob whimpered as he was hit, but Julia’s pussy only clenched harder around his fingers.
“Tell Julia you love her,” he commanded.
“I-I love you, Julia,” he squeaked.
“Now say: please don’t kill me, Adrian.”
Jacob felt like he might piss himself at any moment, horrified by what the stranger wanted him to do. Getting another slap, Cody repeated his command, this time louder and angrier.
“Say it, Jacob!”
“Please don’t kill me! Please! Please!”
Cody closed his eyes and roared as his orgasm arrived, erupting across Jacob and Julia’s faces. Jay had also shut his eyes, now visibly shaking as cum sprayed across his girlfriend’s blank expression as well as her tits and stomach. Jacob had received nearly as much, the strings of white slime drooling down his chest and lips.
Hugging Julia tightly, he couldn’t understand how the night ended up this way. He just wanted to spend time with his girlfriend and enjoy the weekend, and now he was being cucked by a mad man, someone who had refused to let him leave and practically kidnapped him.
As Cody stepped back, he adjusted his mask to make sure it didn’t fall. When he did this, the sense of dread returned to Jacob in a massive, earth shattering wave. Now he understood why Adrian wore the mask. Like he had seen before in the movies, a killer always hid their face, it made sure no one could identify them.
As Cody looked down at the sperm he had released, he began laughing at Jacob’s terrified, ‘I-shit-my-pants’ expression. It made him feel good, great, better than he had ever felt since that night at the prom.
Then, as he admired his work, Carlos crossed the room and stood beside him.
“Ready to finish it?” he asked.
Jacob squeezed Julia tighter, no longer fingering her, he began to shake her, hoping to bring her back from the pleasure coma that Adrian had put her in.
Cody sighed, a content smile on his face. “I can’t believe how quickly I blew my load. I had so much more planned for tonight.”
Carlos only looked half amused.
Jacob could feel the tension. There was a choice about to be made, a coin flip, and he wasn’t even sure what the stakes were. Looking into Cody’s eyes, he said the only thing he could think.
“Please don’t kill me,” he whispered.
Carlos and Cody broke into laughter, as if Jacob had completely misread the situation. But as their laughter faded, the two men looked at each other, still unsure.
Finally, Cody spoke.
“This was so much fun,” he told Carlos, “and there’s still so much I can do.”
“So what’s the plan?”
Cody rubbed his chin, the skull mask still staring at Jacob.
“Get rid of him. Julia stays with me.”
Jacob’s heart stopped. “No! No please!” he cried, struggling to do something, anything, but with Julia still too drunk and in a world of pleasure she was limp against his shaking.
Pulling them apart, Carlos shoved Jacob toward the door as Cody lifted Julia and carried her to the bed. Looking back, he got one last glimpse of Adrian as he waved and the door slammed shut.
With her mind broken from the overwhelming stench, she could feel Adrian’s fingers begin to invade, sending her waves of radiating pleasure. The sounds of the world were muffled, but somewhere in the distance, behind walls, she could hear Jacob’s voice crying out, screaming her name at the top of his lungs.
Things were hazy, but as Jacob’s voice began pulling her back, she felt Adrian sit on her face, shutting out his screams and making her forget everything else.
FIVE – New!
Sunday dawned in a multitude of colors, rising over the horizon as they sparkled through the window. Julia lay motionless, her eyes opening slowly while she began to blink, her brain booting up like an old computer that was filled with dust. The purples, reds, and yellows danced across the wall as wind pushed through the trees, causing a kaleidoscope of colors that assaulted her vision.
Slowly she began to move, closing her eyes and twisting away from the light as her arms struggled to lift. Nothing in her mind had come online yet, and so she was merely acting out of instinct. Pulling her body into a ball, consciousness was finally restored as she began to question where she was.
The room wasn’t home, of that she knew. One memory chained to another, from costumes, to drinking, loud music, Jacob, Adrian, sex. When it clicked, she forced her head up to look around, confirming that she was still in Carlos’ house.
Beyond the noise of birds outside, she could hear a vacuum cleaner running somewhere nearby. The uproar of the party was gone, along with the racket of a dozen people talking at once. Her brain felt as if it were still vibrating from the loud commotion of last night, but as she sat up, a more pressing matter came to mind: Jacob wasn’t with her.
Crawling and twisting to sit up, Julia struggled at the bed’s edge, swooning back and forth as she gradually regained her balance. Now a headache had set in, as did multiple pains across her entire body. Nearly every muscle felt sore, and the more she moved the worse they felt.
Giving herself time, she waited until confident enough to stand, and then slowly made her way across the room. Each step was a challenge, but the more she awoke the easier it became, until finally leaving the room. Entering the hallway, the noise of the vacuum increased the closer she came to it, until peeking into the living room to find Carlos repairing last night’s damages.
Her presence went unnoticed with his back turned, but Julia could see just how wild the party had gotten. Used condoms, smashed red cups, a broken lamp, and stains that included beer and vomit. It looked as if a tornado had ripped the room apart, but so far he had managed to straighten most of it.
Suddenly Carlos turned, and before she could hide he spotted her leaning out from the hall. Laughing, he shut off the noise maker and removed the rubber gloves he was wearing. “Good morning, Princesa,” he said, beginning to walk over.
Julia’s first attempt to speak ended in failure. Her throat ached as much as her body, and so all she managed was a cracking whisper. Carlos noticed right away, turning into the kitchen before returning with a cup of water and aspirin.
Gulping the water and pills, she took a moment before leaning against the cold wall and rubbing her head. “Where’s Jacob?” she asked, ignoring Carlos’ question.
Pushing air from his nose in a laugh, he grinned and rolled his eyes. “Jeez, you’re stuck to him like glue aren’t you?”
“That didn’t answer my question,” Julia grumbled, her pain slowly edging into anger.
“Just relax, I’m sure he’s home by now.”
“Where’s my phone?”
Turning away, Carlos casually returned to the kitchen, beckoning Julia to follow. “Come on, I’ll make you some breakfast.”
Swallowing the last bit of water, Julia dropped the cup on the carpet before following him. The anxiety of being separated from Jacob was already starting to rear it’s head, and although Julia knew better than to give into fear, there was little she could do to fight it.
“Do you like eggs? I can do scrambled eggs and toast … bueno para una resaca, eh, princesa?”
“Cut the spanish shit, Carlos, you didn’t migrate from Spain, you were born in America.”
Frowning, he watched her naked body plop into a kitchen chair before rubbing her temples. Slightly offended, Carlos stayed quiet as he cooked, cracking three eggs into a cup before mixing and pouring them into a hot pan.
The noise of food cooking brought a calm, as did the smell. With bread going into a toaster, Carlos continue to stir and move the eggs, stopping them from burning while allowing them to cook and thicken. After several minutes, he finally removed the pan, scooping the eggs onto a plate before adding the toast.
Setting it in front of Julia, he returned to the fridge before getting jelly and orange juice, scooping out a dollop of strawberry jam and pouring her a glass. Finally he pulled out the chair opposite to hers and sat at the table, watching as she began to scarf the food down.
“You and Adrian went at it all night,” he confessed, making her briefly pause between bites, “It’s no wonder you’re so hungry, I can’t imagine how many calories you two burned.”
“Where’s my phone?” Julia asked again, her mouth stuffed with food.
“How should I know?”
“Well … can I use your phone? I want to call Jacob.”
Again Carlos rolled his eyes. “Stop worrying about him so much, he looked fine when I stuffed him in the trunk of your car.”
Looking up from her plate, Julia’s face went from surprise to aggravation. “That’s not funny,” she grumbled, still chewing the last bite of toast.
“Well it was kind of funny,” he smiled, leaning back in his chair, “Jacob was yelling your name all the way to the car crusher… you know, before I had it turned into a little cube. He stopped yelling then.”
Wiping her mouth off with a napkin, Julia stood and made her way around the table, aware that she was still nude. “You wanna make another joke about hurting my boyfriend?” she threatened.
Carlos thought, before finally answering, “I don’t think it hurt him very much, I mean the crusher works pretty quick-”
Throwing a sloppy punch, Carlos caught her wrist and laughed. “Okay, okay! I’ll stop,” he cackled, “you’re too serious about him, jeez. He drove home this morning after sleeping on the couch, damn.”
“What about my phone?”
“If I get it will you be nice?”
Sighing, Julia nodded, being let go as Carlos left to fetch it. When he returned, he handed it over and smiled, leering at her nudity. It should have been odd, being nude with someone other than her boyfriend, but after so much had happened, it now felt somewhat normal.
“It was charging,” he said, watching her tap the phone’s surface.
Looking through her messages, she found nothing new from Jacob, no calls or texts. Bringing up his number, she let the phone dial before pressing it against her ear. Waiting, she looked over at Carlos who had started rubbing himself through his pants, getting a thick outline to form. Frowning, she dismissed him and took several steps away, still waiting for Jacob to answer.
When he didn’t, she quickly hung up and called again, tapping her foot and beginning to worry. Carlos had now crept closer, staying quiet and watching. Finally the line clicked, and Jacob’s voice came through the speaker.
“Julia?” was the first thing he said, sounding worried.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Julia turned and walked back into the living room, sitting in the cleanest spot she could find on the couch. “Hey, honey, I just woke up. How are you?”
“I’m fine, but what about you? Are you alone?”
Carlos had followed her to the couch, now removing his pants before sitting hip to hip with her, his cock swollen and standing through the fly in his boxers.
“I have a headache, but I’m okay … and Carlos is with me,” she answered, shooting him a disapproving glance as he masturbated beside her.
Jacob sighed into the phone, clearly relieved. At the same time, Carlos had reached for Julia’s free hand, pulling it onto his dick where her finger’s naturally wrapped around it. Giving him a disgusted look, he returned a smile when her hand began moving on it’s own, stroking him slowly but firmly.
“I was so worried about you,” Jacob said, giving a soft laugh.
“Aww,” Carlos whispered, overhearing him, “was your poor little boyfriend worried? Come on, jerk it faster.”
“Ugh, shut up,” Julia scoffed at Carlos.
“Wh-What? What did I say?” Jacob asked timidly, thinking her words were meant for him.
When Julia noticed her mistake, she quickly apologized, telling Jacob that Carlos was being stupid. However, after learning of her boyfriend’s safety, the relief began mixing with the deviousness of what Carlos wanted. Knowing Jacob was okay gave her peace of mind, freeing her from the anxiety she felt earlier. Now with his cock in hand, a smile crept onto her lips.
“Carlos is always being stupid,” Jacob laughed, unaware that Julia had just put him on speaker phone.
“Yeah, you’re right,” she replied, shuffling away so she had room to lay down, resting her head on his thighs while now stroking his cock in her face, “but at least he has a big dick to make up for it.”
Jacob returned a nervous laugh, “Uh, well anyway, when do you think you’ll be coming home, baby?”
“Soon,” she answered, playfully slapping his dick against her lips, “Carlos made me some breakfast not long ago, scramble eggs and toast.”
“Oh, well that’s good.”
“It was okay, but now he wants me to take care of a big sausage.”
Jacob’s tone changed as soon as he heard them both laugh, and after a moment of silence, Julia could tell he was smiling just from his voice.
“A big sausage, huh? This early in the morning?”
Loudly kissing the leaking tip, Julia giggled, “I know right? But don’t worry, as soon as I’m finished I’ll be coming straight home, okay?”
“Alright,” Jacob chuckled, “well enjoy your sausage, honey … and Carlos? Please don’t forget the key to uhm … my cage.”
“No worries, puta,” he answered, no longer hiding what they were doing, “as soon as she makes me cum I’ll go get it.”
“Okay then, have fun you two.”
Shocked by how good Jacob was doing as a cuckold, Julia tried to say that she loved him, but Carlos’ cock continued bumping into her lips, until finally he reached for the phone and ended the call, hanging up on her boyfriend without so much as a goodbye.
“I can’t believe how well he handled that,” Julia confessed, pulling away from Carlos’ dick, “I thought he’d be more upset.”
“I had a long talk with him last night while you were getting pounded. Adrian had a talk with him too, sometime after you passed out. He’s a quick learner when it comes to being a cuck, then again, Adrian is really good at making losers like Jacob learn their place.”
When Carlos tried to push her mouth back onto his dick, she resisted. “Adrian didn’t … hurt Jacob did he?”
“Ask Jacob, puta … now keep sucking … do it like your boyfriend did.”
“ … What?!”
Sitting at home alone, Jacob continued to fiddle with his chastity cage. An hour had passed since the talk with Julia, and although he hoped she would be back soon, he expected that Carlos would likely get more than a blowjob. The idea made his dick desperate to harden, but the cage prevented it, driving him crazy.
Standing from the couch, he decided to take matters into his own hands, and after walking to the bedroom he dug into the closet, finding a toolbox he never had need for. Bringing it back to the couch and coffee table, Jacob started to experiment with different tools, seeing if it was possible to pry, bend or break the cage.
Unfortunately everything resulted in failure, with the screwdriver slipping and scraping off plastic, the miniature saw being far too dangerous, and everything else being simply useless. Frustrated, he tossed everything back into the box and slammed the lid, feeling the urge to punch himself in the dick, but knowing it wouldn’t help.
Checking the time, he knew the local tool-store wouldn’t open for several hours since it was Sunday, and with nothing else to do, he chose to fuck around online. Grabbing his laptop, he began surfing facebook, checking in with everyone he knew.
John hadn’t updated his profile in over a week, likely too busy getting laid. Jennifer’s was updated almost daily, but it was nothing Jacob found interesting. Cody’s friend request still continued to appear, but like always Jacob simply ignored it, never again wanting to see the psycho, or even worse, have him discover that Julia was cuckolding him.
Then, while browsing through his recommended friends list, Jacob came across a name he hadn’t heard since high-school. Milton Willerby, one of the only friends Jacob had in high-school, and a class A super nerd. Sometime before Cody’s last assault, Milton and his family moved away, and although Jacob had kept his phone number, eventually they lost touch.
It had been a couple years since the last time Jacob had talked to him, and so with the power of facebook, he began messaging Milton, and much like he expected, the response was almost instant.
“Holy crap, man! I haven’t heard from you in ages!” Jacob laughed over the phone, shortly after getting his phone number.
“I know! It been at least twelve parsecs,” Milton said enthusiastically.
“Oh don’t pull that crap, I know what a parsec is, I haven’t forgotten ever since you bitched me out about it.”
“Hehe, well how have you been? Are you still with Julia?”
“I sure am, man, in fact we’re engaged! It’s been … crazy.” Jacob was hesitant to confess his current lifestyle, and so he omitted it. “What about you? You ever find any hot space chicks to hookup with?”
Milton chuckled, “No not yet … still got my V-Card … but I guess you and Julia don’t have that problem huh?”
Suddenly, in a flash of what Jacob thought was brilliance, he lied. “Actually we were uh … gonna wait until we were married. So we’re still virgins too.”
“Oh wow, I didn’t expect that … well cool, you’ll have to invite me to the wedding!”
“Of course, man … in fact, shit, where are you living now? I would love to hang out again sometime!”
After trading information on where they both lived, Jacob learned that Milton was still staying with his parents, but wasn’t more than an hour drive away. Overjoyed, the two friends began talks on when they could hang out together, and since Jacob had his own place, it was decided that his apartment would be perfect.
“Julia will be so happy to see you, man.” Jacob boasted, grinning behind the phone.
“Yeah,” Milton said a bit nervously, “It’s gonna be great to see you two again. We have so much to catch up on.”
“So next weekend is good right? I’ll be off Saturday and Sunday, hell you can sleep over if you want, bring some video games, soda- whatever, man, I wanna hang out like we use to.”
“That works for me, sure.”
Suddenly a glint of light caught Jacob’s eye, and Carlos’ car pulled to a stop outside the apartment. “Oh shit, Julia just got home, I need to let you go, man.”
“Sure, tell her I said hi.”
“Roger wilco … I’ll call you later.”
With two car doors slamming, Jacob hung up the phone, knowing that Carlos would be coming in with her. Grabbing the tool box, he attempted to poorly cram it under the couch, and when that didn’t work he shuffled into the kitchen, skidding it behind the trashcan before running back to the living room.
When the front door opened, Jacob was thrilled to see his girlfriend again, although it was clear she had been through the ringer. With her make-up a mess, and what looked like fresh globs of cum in her hair, she smiled and opened her arms, happily hugging her boyfriend before giving him a familiar salty kiss.
“It’s so good to have you home, baby,” he admitted, ignoring the taste in his mouth.
“It’s good to be home,” she laughed, sounding tired.
Helping her over to the couch, she flopped down and exhaled in relief. Carlos stood in the doorway smiling, holding a small key between his fingers and wagging it around. Jacob was thankful to have it, and made sure to thank Carlos again for watching after Julia.
“No problem, cuck,” he grinned, “I hope you don’t mind, but I couldn’t bring her back until I fucked her a couple times … Adrian doesn’t like to share, so I had my turn this morning right after she called you.”
Jacob felt as if his cock might break the cage right then and there, but when it didn’t, he told Carlos that he didn’t mind, and that he was welcome to come over anytime he wanted, much to Julia’s surprise. After giving Jacob a pat on the shoulder, Carlos left, and the front door was closed again.
“Okay,” she said in annoyance, sitting up and watching him walk around the couch before joining her, “what the hell happened last night? You’re acting different.”
Jacob only now noticed that his girlfriend was wearing normal clothes again, and that her french maid costume was nowhere to be seen – likely ripped off by Adrian. “Well, a lot happened last night,” he said grinning.
For nearly an hour the two talked, going over everything they could remember of last night. Julia confessed that she couldn’t remember much, likely from having too many drinks, but what she did remember was enough to make Jacob electrifyingly horny. She could only giggle and smile while giving details about her sex with Carlos that morning, watching her boyfriend fidget as she explained how Carlos had made her suck his cock on the ride home, and that he got her to swallow his cum only minutes before Jacob kissed her.
When it was Jacob’s turn for story telling, Julia didn’t expect to be as turned on as she was. Hearing how Jacob felt as he watched her cheat on him, being humiliated by other men, getting pissed on by two strangers and passing out by the toilet, Julia hung onto every word, and even began rubbing herself. She was shocked to learn about him and Carlos in the shower, but found it amusing that had happened at all.
Then Jacob brought up Adrian, and the intense moments in the bedroom that Julia couldn’t remember. Omitting the part where she had her nose stuffed into his ass, Jacob explained how frightening it was to be yelled at, and how Adrian had forced him to beg not to be killed. Stunned by what he was telling her, Julia listened as he went over the details, rubbing herself even faster when Jacob made it clear how much Adrian terrified him.
Finally he neared the end of his story, and how Carlos and he stayed up cleaning while listening to Julia have sex. He explained the speech he was given, about being a cuckold, and how her happiness should be his happiness.
Carlos had also explained that Adrian was a bull-for-hire, and normally got paid to cuckold couples like them. Apparently Adrian was highly rated in his methods, and although he might be a little crazy and intense, the women were always left very satisfied.
“Wow,” was all she could say when he finished.
“So were you satisfied by him?” Jacob laughed, staring as she continued rubbing her crotch.
“I don’t know,” she answered, sounding annoyed, “I just can’t remember.”
“Well, maybe we should invite Adrian over again? This time without drinking.”
Julia raised her eyebrows, shaking her head no. “I don’t think so, not until I heal up.”
Grabbing the bottom of her shirt, Julia peeled it over her head and went topless, leaving Jacob to gawk in complete shock. “I don’t remember what happened, but it was rough.”
Staring at his girlfriend’s stomach and chest, he could hardly take in the damage. With very red teeth marks covering both breasts, her stomach was a patchwork of fist sized bruises, along with scrapes and scratches. Julia’s nipples quickly hardened from the cooler air, and Jacob was speechless.
“There’s more below,” she told him, patting her thighs, “my legs and butt look like this too.”
Jacob wasn’t sure if he should fly into a rage, or free his dick and start masturbating. Instead he chose a middle ground. “Julia are you okay? Do we need to call the police or something?”
Taking a breath, she rubbed her chest and stomach. “I’m okay,” she admitted, “I talked to Carlos about it, and he said all the women Adrian are with get this treatment.”
“That doesn’t make it better,” he said defensively.
“I know, but I’m fine, really.”
Just glad to be home, the two agreed to take a short break from sex, although Jacob made no promises on masturbation. He also brought up his friend Milton, how he found him online and was planning on having him come over.
Julia was happy to hear it, and agreed that Jacob should have more friends beyond hers. Now with the weekend almost over, and tomorrow starting another week of work, the two spent their time together relaxing, showering together, kissing and being tender, before enjoying a late dinner and finally falling asleep.
Life had no guide, of that Jacob knew very well. The following week however brought no surprises, and he was thankful for it. Work was boring, but his boss made sure to lighten things up with dirty talk over Julia, asking when he could see her again, disappointed when he learned they were going easy on the cuckolding.
Julia had it the hardest, her body slow to recover from the bruises, leaving her sore all over as she worked. Jacob suggested calling out sick, but she pushed through it anyway, determined to show him how strong she was.
Now with Jacob’s dick finally free, he had become something of a maniac of masturbation. At work, at home, Jacob’s sexual energy had gone through the roof, all a result of being caged for a day, and from the constant thoughts of what Adrian had done to his girlfriend. Being horny all the time had it’s problems, but as the weekend drew to a close once more, his mind was reeling with ideas, and he felt it was finally time to tell Julia about the plan he was cooking up.
It was friday night, and Julia was sitting with Jacob in their backyard. The stars were out, but due to the streetlamps they couldn’t be seen. The traffic had quieted some, but it was nothing like where Carlos lived. Regardless, the two chose to eat dinner outside, and so they did. It was a nice change of pace, and while sitting at the picnic table, Jacob cleared his throat and announced a fun scheme they could enjoy.
“ … With Milton? Are you serious?”
Jacob explained that his plan was to have Milton come stay a couple days, and during his stay they could have some fun with him, some X-Rated fun.
“Why not? You don’t like him?”
Julia had already concocted her own ideas of what they could do, but teasing her boyfriend was fun, so she lead him on a little. “Jacob, when I started cheating on you, the idea was to find someone with a bigger dick, someone in better shape, hotter, sexier, more handsome and better than a loser like you.”
“I’m suppose to go up in quality, not down. Milton is a bigger nerd than you are.”
“He’s also a virgin.”
“You would be too if it wasn’t for me,” she grinned.
“Just hear me out: Milton thinks we’re both virgins-”
“Wait- Why would he think that?”
Looking away, Jacob played bashful. “Well uh, I might have, uhm, told him we were.”
Julia fought her smile, loving how much Jacob made her laugh, but knowing she couldn’t praise him too much, otherwise his head might swell up from the inflation of ego. Sighing, she rolled her eyes and waved a hand at him. “Go on then, continue.”
“Well here’s what I was thinking … how much fun would it be, if you started flirting with Milton behind my back? I mean, I was thinking that you could really get him going.”
Julia loved the idea, although she wasn’t ready to admit it. “So just flirting, or could I do more?”
“Oh much more, it would be so hot if you two fooled around behind my back.”
“What makes you think he’ll go for it? He’s your friend, right? Wont he feel guilty?”
Jacob grinned. “Milton spends more time online than I do, so believe me when I say he’s a pervert. Also, since he’s a virgin, if you start showing interest I bet you could get him to do anything.”
The more Julia thought about it, the more she enjoyed the idea of corrupting Jacob’s innocent friend. For once she would be in complete control, of Milton, of Jacob, and having full reign over their friendship. The prospect of that kind of power felt exciting, even arousing.
“Okay,” she said, watching Jacob’s face light up, “should we set some ground rules? Or are you okay with us doing everything?” Julia could see the answer in Jacob’s face, but she wanted to hear him say it anyway.
“Everything, no rules. Just don’t let him know I’m a cuckold obviously, we want him to think he’s in control.”
With her left hand already below the picnic table, it was easy to slip a hand under her dress, rubbing the soft wet cotton against her pussy, making herself shiver as Jacob grinned, knowing what she was doing. “Okay, sweetie,” she smiled back at him, “let’s see how fast I can turn him against you.”
Julia awoke Saturday morning to the chatter of Jacob on the phone. Sitting up for her was still a challenge thanks to the bruises. She still couldn’t remember how she’d got them, but she expected that Adrian had used her like a punching bag.
What kind of sicko gets off punching people? she questioned, climbing out of bed and walking to the bathroom. Skipping the shower last night meant getting one now, so instead of the toilet she went straight for the shower, adjusting the water until it was warm enough and then jumping in. Taking her time, Julia did a sloppy job of cleaning herself, choosing to pee standing up, and feeling the hot urine stream down her thighs.
After nearly twenty minutes she was finished, drying herself off and getting dressed, even wondering what Milton might like to see her in. Teasing and cheating on Jacob had become her favorite new pastime, and although she worried it might be hurting him, so far he had worked through everything.
Without question, it always left her with conflicting feelings. Part of her felt terrible about it, looking him in the eyes always being the most intense. It was like she could see into his soul, and with each thrust of another man’s cock Jacob’s soul got chipped more and more away. It felt wrong, but at the same time it was like a drug. The pain in his eyes made it wicked, cruel, and the sex was so much better because of it.
“Honey, I’m going to pick up Milton!”
Stepping out of the bedroom, Julia caught him with car keys in hand. “Already?”
“Don’t worry, It’s gonna take a couple hours to drive to him, see his parents, get his stuff and come back. I’ll text you when I’m almost home.”
“Well … okay then, drive safe.”
Just as Jacob predicted, it was nearly two hours before she received a text, and then it was only another fifteen minutes before they pulled up in the driveway. It had been almost two years since last seeing Milton, but when he walked through the door it was like nothing had changed.
Still taller than Jacob, Milton was just as skinny as she remembered. Looking pale from lack of sunlight, Milton awkwardly said hello to her as he and Jacob entered the house. When Julia remembered that she was suppose to seduce him, she had trouble not laughing.
“Hey, Julia,” he said, fumbling between a hug and a handshake, which she quickly fixed by pulling him into a hug.
“Hey, string-bean,” she grinned, “you haven’t changed at all.”
She caught Jacob with a shit-eating grin, but he quickly turned away, going to unpack more of Milton’s games from the car. “How’ve you been?” she asked, giving him a smile that was normally reserved for Jacob.
“I-I’ve been good, about the same, ya’know?”
It took some time before Milton got over his jitters, after explaining that he didn’t get out much. Since there was no rush on anything sexual happening, Julia left the boys alone to set up Milton’s video game station, watching them from afar while they caught up, talking and nerding out over movies and games.
It left Julia feeling good to see Jacob with a friend, to see that he had someone to connect with on a best-friend level. Then she thought about destroying that friendship, and a shiver crawled up her spine. The plan Jacob had was just to get Milton laid, to let him fool around with her and boost his confidence, but what if things didn’t go as planned? What if Milton didn’t handle it the way they thought? What if he attacked Jacob, or hurt him while trying to impress her?
Such a thing would be terrible, yet Julia’s hand slipped into her panties anyway. Standing behind the couch, neither of the boys could see that she was rubbing herself, and although she knew it was bad to enjoy such thoughts, they simply couldn’t be ignored. Somehow, Julia had changed.
It wasn’t until lunchtime that Jacob started winking at her, letting her know that he was ready to have something happen. Calling them to lunch, the two joined her in the kitchen as she made sandwiches. Exchanging small talk, Julia had the idea to send him away, and so she faked like she needed something from the store, asking if Jacob wouldn’t mind going to get it.
“Oh, uh, sure … I’ll be right back, man,” said Jacob.
“Should I come with?” Milton asked, looking afraid to be left alone with Julia.
“Actually,” she interrupted, “I was hoping you could show me that game you two were playing.”
“Oh, uhm, sure.”
With a grin, Jacob waved to them before leaving, and once he was gone Milton and Julia moved back to the couch, sitting together as he explained the video game they were playing earlier. Obviously not interested, Julia found it awkward to flirt with him, unsure when to try. Instead, she went a different direction, and came straight out with it.
“Milton I lied,” she said, shutting up his nonsense, “I’m not really interested in the game.”
“Oh,” he answered, looking awkward and rejected.
Julia couldn’t stop from smiling as she continued. “I interested in you, Milton.”
When he looked up, she thought he might lay an egg. “Wh-what?”
“I’ve been interested in you ever since you and Jacob were friends … and now that we’re alone … well-”
As she expected, Milton was quick to freak out, looking out the window for Jacob’s car before stuttering and making excuses. “J-Julia I-I don’t think … I-I mean you and Jacob are together, y-you can’t mean-”
“Jacob’s a loser, Milton,” the words rolled off her tongue easier than she thought they would, “I want to cheat on him … with you.”
Once more Milton panicked, likely wondering if Julia was just messing with him. To settle his fear and prove she was serious, all it took was unbuttoning her shirt and bra, and as Milton turned red, her heavy breast sprang free, bouncing right beside him.
“Please, Milton,” she purred, actually turned on by the act of seducing Jacob’s friend, “play with them, suck on them, I want to cheat on him so badly.”
Although she might have been over acting, Milton didn’t seem to notice. However, much like they thought, Milton wasn’t quick to betray his friend, and the conflict on his face was clear. To tempt him more, Julia began playing with herself, squeezing and squishing them, moaning as he watched, hypnotized by her movements.
“H-He’s my friend,” Milton whimpered, placing his hands over his lap to hide his erection.
“But he’ll never find out,” Julia promised, “ … and it’ll feel so good.”
“Fuck,” he whined, his hand shaking as it slowly lifted and hovered closer, “you swear he won’t find out?”
“I swear, baby. Jacob is so trusting and stupid, we can cheat right behind his back and he’ll never know.”
“B-But I thought you two were in love?”
Horny, and already tired of his passiveness, Julia quickly stood before turning around and climbing onto his lap, forcing her tits straight into his face. “Just shut up, Milton,” she moaned, squeezing her breast together as both nipples found their way inside his mouth.
For several minutes the two enjoyed the foreplay, which he was surprisingly good at. Resting his hands on the thickness of her ass, his mouth devoured her nipples, nibbling at sucking at them while she humped his lap, hoping to make him cum from the friction.
After a few more minutes, Jacob’s car finally pulled back into the driveway, leaving Milton freaking out once more. Stuffing her breast back into her bra and buttoning her shirt, she held Milton by the hair before kissing him, something he didn’t expect, and something that shut him up.
“We’re going to have so much fun,” she whispered, pulling away just as the front door opened and Jacob walked in.
“Made it back,” he laughed, “you two have fun?”
Milton looked more pale than usual, but Julia took the attention off him by telling Jacob that video games were dumb and for nerds. To which he defended them, saying that girls didn’t like games because girls had cooties. Everyone shared a laugh, but the wink to Jacob was enough to make him smile, and so it continued.
Throughout the day, as the three of them moved around the house, opportunities began to arise, and Julia made sure to use each and every one of them. The first was shortly after Jacob returned home, and promptly went to the bathroom.
As soon as he shut the door, Julia made her move and rushed to Milton who was still sitting on the couch. “Is it still hard?” she asked, sounding flustered, dropping to her knees between his legs.
Understandably he closed his thighs, terrified that Jacob would return any second. Julia’s desire over-powered him however, and her hands pushed them back open, rubbing up and down his legs before noticing the bulge in his pants. Milton was trembling, but Julia couldn’t help herself, reaching for the bulge and stroking it’s length over and over again, becoming speechless as it continued to grow.
“Oh fuck, Milton,” she moaned, using her hand and forearm to measure it’s length, surprised when it seemed just as long as Carlos and John’s.
Noise of the bathroom door opening spoiled their fun, and she quickly stood and ran back to the kitchen before Jacob returned. Now genuinely excited to see what Milton was packing, Julia began thinking up ways to get rid of her boyfriend, needing something that would give her more time. It hadn’t taken much, but already Jacob’s friend seemed fine with betraying him, at least so far.
Now that they were together again, Julia stood nearby and watched, grinning as Milton awkwardly tried to cover his boner so that Jacob wouldn’t see. Nearly cracking up from the thought, she cleared her throat before shouting: “Hey, loser!” causing them both to look over at the same time, and making her break into a fit of laughter.
Jacob frowned, but was clearly trying to hide his smile. “That’s not funny,” he complained.
Milton said nothing, still awkwardly avoiding eye contact. With her little joke being pulled of successfully, she set to work on crafting a plan to remove Jacob from the room. Still, making him leave again wouldn’t be easy, so instead she thought of something else, a way he could stay in the room, but that they could still fool around.
“Hey, Milton,” she called out, causing them to pause the game and look over again, “have you ever heard of the trust test?”
“Trust test? N-No I haven’t.”
“Oh come on, honey,” Jacob said, feigning annoyance, “not that stupid test again.”
“Don’t be such a wimp,” she grinned, “besides, I’m bored, and all you two have done today is play video games.”
“Ah, fine,” Jacob huffed, leaving the game paused and slowly standing, “so how do you want to do it this time? Do we have a sheet, or did you want to use a towel?”
Milton stood behind him, unsure what was happening, but his erection hadn’t fully softened, so he continued awkwardly hiding it. Julia tried not to stare, but even when she did Jacob paid no mind. “Well,” she coughed, having not actually thought out her plan, “let me go find something.”
“What’s the trust test?” Milton asked as she scurried into the bedroom, hearing Jacob explain the idea to him. Looking for anything she could use, she pulled at different dresser drawers until finding a clean bed sheet, folding it in half before walking back.
“So it’s fake? It’s just for pretend?” Milton said when she came back within earshot.
“That’s right,” Jacob answered, “but the goal is to make it seem as real as possible. Don’t worry if you can’t fool me though, I’m something of a champion when it comes to this game.”
Grabbing the clamps from a few potato chip bags, Julia opened the back door and stepped outside, pulling down a clothesline before bringing it back and searching for where to hang it. The large archway that separated the living room and kitchen was perfect, since both sides had hooks. Tying the rope off to both ends, Julia slung the sheet over before clamping it in place. The height matched what she wanted, being slightly above her waist, and as a bonus the sheet hung low enough to hit the floor, leaving no gap below.
“All done,” she beamed, standing in the kitchen as Milton and Jacob stepped over to examine it.
“Well I guess we’re doing this again,” Jacob chuckled, “I’m telling you, Julia, I’m never gonna lose this stupid game.”
“Yeah we’ll see about that, won’t we Milton?”
Reaching behind her, Julia grabbed a simple wooden chair from the kitchen table, passing it over the sheet to Jacob as he positioned himself, sitting a few feet away and crossing his legs. With Julia’s help, Milton was let into the kitchen by pushing back the sheet, giving him room to shuffle under.
“So do you understand what we’re doing?” she asked Milton, grinning.
“We’re suppose to to pretend to fool around, but make it look real?”
“That’s right, but maybe Jacob didn’t explain it well enough. We get to do anything we want, Milton, and even say anything we want, and he’ll believe it’s just pretend. We can get kinky, we can have sex, we can even make fun of him and say the meanest stuff right to his face … but he’s not going to believe any of it, because winning the game is that important to him.”
Julia could see the fear in Milton’s eyes mix with excitement. Looking over to Jacob, they both were quiet a moment as he crossed his arms and smiled.
“Listen, Milton,” Jacob laughed, “you go ahead and try anything you want, just like she said, anything. I’ve done this trust test before, and I know Julia loves me, I trust her, so you go all out and try your best- I’m not losing, and I’m not moving from this chair.”
Julia could see that Milton was visibly shaking from being so tense, but she hoped to remedy that soon enough. I’m going to turn Jacob’s friend against him so hard, she thought, bringing an even bigger smile to her face. “Go on,” she told him, “insult Jacob, let’s see what you got.”
Uneasily, Milton looked over at his friend. “Uhm … I played with her boobs when you were gone.”
Jacob and Julia both broke into laughter, leaving Milton even more awkward than before. Jacob adjusted his seat and smiled, leaning forward as Julia attempted to help him. “It’s okay,” she said sweetly, “It’s not fair that you haven’t seen the game played before, so I’ll get us started.”
“Milton has a bigger cock than you, Jacob … seriously, I’m not pretending and this isn’t a game – he actually has a bigger cock than yours.”
Once more Milton looked to have a panic attack, but when Jacob laughed it off and Julia winked at him, he slowly started getting himself under control. Julia knew a virgin like him would be nervous in such a situation, but the real danger would come if he gained too much confidence too quickly.
“Okay,” Julia giggled, “enough slacking off, baby, take off your pants, I need to play with that python.”
Milton nearly choked, looking between them both as Julia dropped to her knees and started unbuttoning his pants. Without fear she loudly yanked down the zipper, opening his fly before grabbing the waistband and giving it several tugs. Finally the pants dropped, and Milton’s semi-hard cock nearly popped her in the face.
Already bigger than Jacob’s, Julia swooned over it’s size, watching Milton’s knees shake as her hands groped at him. “Oh fuck, I can’t believe a skinny string-bean like you has such a big cock,” she moaned, rubbing it across her nose and face. “Jacob, you really are a fucking loser, I swear everyone has a bigger dick than you … it’s no wonder I cheat so much.”
Milton’s eyes became as big as saucers, but when he noticed that Jacob didn’t seem phased, he relaxed even further. Julia had now started kissing at him, making sloppy and loud noises that kept Milton on edge, making him worry that Jacob would become suspicious. The longer it went on however, the less worried he became, and the bolder he grew, much to Julia’s enjoyment.
“Dude,” Milton began moaning, still looking down at Julia, “I can’t believe your girlfriend is actually doing this with me.”
“What’s she doing?” Jacob asked with a grin, enjoying both the arousal, and the happiness of seeing his friend have fun.
“She’s s-sucking my … you know.”
“Oh come on, Milton, we’ve been friends for a long time, you don’t have to watch your language or be shy about it- I know the types of porn you look at, get loud, be mean, give me a challenge at least.”
Julia would have smiled had her mouth not been full of Milton’s pale cock. Sucking and slurping the tip, she made no attempt to be clean about it, allowing her drool and spit to splatter against the floor, leaving a slimy mess that she would later have Jacob clean.
Pulling away from his dick with a noisy pop, Julia inhaled and laughed, looking up at him while rubbing his cock over her lips. “I can’t believe you haven’t cum yet, way to go big boy,” she praised. Standing up, she didn’t bother cleaning the spit from her mouth before pointing over the sheet and toward the bedroom. “Go get us a condom, loser,” she ordered Jacob.
With him quickly going to fetch one, Julia took the moment to unbutton her own pants, pulling them down and kicking them off, panties and all. Milton looked concerned about being caught, but when she pushed him down he stopped caring. Opening her legs, she pushed her hips forward as his face sunk into her pussy, unskillfully trying to eat her out. He obviously wasn’t as good as Jacob, but the mere act of using her own boyfriend’s friend made it far more erotic.
When Jacob returned he noticed that Milton was below the sheet, and so he gave Julia a dorky thumbs up before tossing her the condom. Now back in the chair, she pulled Milton up and returned to her knees, ripping open the package and attempting to roll it over his dick.
“Wow,” was all he could say, before realizing where he was and looking over to Jacob.
“Really? Come on guys, I’ve seen better acting from high school musicals.”
With each new event Milton’s confidence gained a boost, and by now he actually had the spine to speak up. “Oh yeah?” he said, still being clumsy but with a louder voice. “Well what if I … What if I had sex with Julia right here in front of you?”
When Julia stood, she looked over at Jacob just in time to catch a glimmer in his eye.
“You? Fuck Julia? Come on, man, no offense but I don’t think you know where the hole is.”
The jab worked as intended, and Milton’s anger made him more aggressive. “Oh yeah?” he repeated, “Well watch this!”
Julia suppressed a laugh as he quickly reached for her, only to awkwardly and softly grab her shoulders, spinning her around and desperately fumbling with his dick. Reaching behind her, she found his cock in it’s rubber sheath before lining it up to her entrance. It was a familiar moment of bliss for her, and of course she wanted to look Jacob in the eyes before it happened, savoring the small emotions he gave away before Milton rammed his cock inside her.
Despite being a nerd and a virgin, Milton’s length and anger proved a formidable duo, leaving Julia gasping and grunting without the need to fake it. Clearly Milton knew the motions, because as he held her from behind, he continued pumping her as fast as he could, quickly becoming winded and slowing his pace.
The sound of flesh on flesh filled the room, and whenever she could see Jacob he was clearly stroking the outline in his pants. Milton however had forgotten his own name, now focused on mating with Jacob’s girlfriend, and the overwhelming pleasure that it brought.
“I’m fucking your girlfriend right in front of you Jacob,” he suddenly moaned, shocking them both with his volume and choice of words. “What do you have to say now, bitch?”
Jacob was all smiles. “Sounds like the same trash talk you give people online when they beat you.”
“Fuck you, Jacob,” Milton growled, sending a very intense shiver down Julia’s spine.
The worry she had earlier about Milton gaining too much confidence was already starting to happen, and although she worried he might go too far, her brain was currently overloaded with pleasure, and she couldn’t bring herself to try and stop him.
“Whoa, hey-” Jacob chuckled, “it sounds like you’re starting to get the hang of the game now.”
For several more minutes the group shut up, apart from the moans and sloppy noises of sex. Milton focused on fucking Julia from behind, and she focused on trying not to scream. Bracing herself against the archway, Milton’s thrusts had started going deeper and deeper, helping to scramble her brain with pleasure. Then, as he gave a particularly hard thrust, Julia’s hand slipped against the rope that held the sheet up, knocking it loose and causing the entire thing to fall.
“Oh fuck!” she cried out, looking over at Jacob just as he closed his eyes.
“No!” Jacob yelled, “That’s not fair, Julia, I didn’t look! My eyes are closed, I didn’t lose the game, I’m still not looking!”
Milton had froze, but when he saw that Jacob had lowered his head and was keeping his eyes shut, his thrusts slowly started again. Julia complained, trying to make him stop while she attempted to fix the sheet, but all he did was slow down, never taking his cock out.
After a minute of fiddling around she finally had the rope tied and the sheet set back into place, letting Jacob once more open his eyes. As exciting as it was, Julia knew that Jacob had seen a little something, but obviously acted as if he hadn’t.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum I think,” Milton said after another minute of pumping her.
“Pull out before you do, I’m worried you’ll pop the condom,” Julia moaned.
Jacob meanwhile had resumed slyly stroking himself, watching as they continued bumping together behind the divider. Finally Milton gave a much longer moan and backed up a step, leaving Julia to turn around and drop to her knees.
“Go on, baby, stroke it, show me how much you cum,” she encouraged him, pushing him over the edge as he masturbated, finally jetting nearly a dozen shots into the condom, filling up a good portion of the rubber.
“Holy crap,” he chuckled, carefully pulling it off and handing it to Julia.
Oh fuck, this is gonna perfect, Julia thought, licking her lips at the yellowish, chunky white liquid. “Jacob, close your eyes,” she announced, “Milton, watch him and make sure he doesn’t open them.
Doing as they were both told, Julia snuck across the kitchen and gathered a few things. Ripping off a few paper towels, she did her best cleaning the wet nectar from her own pussy before carefully cleaning off Milton’s cock. Next was grabbing a tall shot glass before opening the refrigerator and removing a carton of eggs. Cracking one, she let the yolk and slime disappear down the sink before purposely setting the shells out to be seen. Milton was starting to understand what she was doing, and a devilish smile crossed his face.
Placing the tall shot glass onto the kitchen table, Julia turned the condom upside down and poured Milton’s thick load into it, licking her fingers and smiling before they both shuffled to get dressed again. Finally, after getting cleaned and dressed, they removed the sheet and stepped over to Jacob who still sat with his eyes closed.
“Okay, loser,” Julia giggled, “final test.”
Having never done this before, Jacob wasn’t sure what to expect. But when she handed him the glass Milton laughed, and Jacob’s smile finally left his face.
“Go on,” Milton said, no longer sounding timid or afraid, “swallow my load, dude.”
Hesitating, Jacob brought the glass up to his lips, his nostrils opening as he sniffed the potent odor and twitched. After nearly ten seconds of not moving, Julia reached out for his mouth, prying it open with her fingers before tilting the glass up, watching Milton’s cum splash over Jacob’s tongue before disappearing down this throat.
“Holy fuck that’s amazing,” Jacob’s friend laughed.
“Yeah,” Jacob coughed, opening his eyes, “maybe for you.”
“Oh relax, drama queen” Julia teased him, “it was just a raw egg I got from the fridge … you win again.”
“So did you have fun at your little costume party?”
Cody, was standing in the shower, his hands on his hips while Maxine continued washing him, currently working on his legs. “I had a blast. Fucking Julia is something I’ve wanted to do for years, and damn did it feel good.”
The big breasted blonde didn’t look very happy at the comment, but she continued anyway. “Well I’m glad … so that means you’re done with them right?”
Grinning down at her, Cody reached for his cock before wagging it above her face, watching her eyes follow it like a hypnotist’s watch. “Not a chance, that was too incredible for a single session.”
“But you told me it would only be once,” she complained, frowning as the water continued raining from above.
“Sorry, babe, I didn’t expect to enjoy it so much. Julia rejected me the entire time I was in school, and she always rubbed it in my face that she loved Jacob. Last week was my first taste of real revenge … and I need more.”
“Well what about your clients? I had three more women call today, asking if you would come see them.” Maxine had now worked up his thighs, and she couldn’t resist nuzzling her face against his cock.
“That’s fine, I can still do them … the money isn’t bad, and Julia isn’t going anywhere.”
When Cody’s cock twitched and began to harden, Maxine giggled and worked the tip into her mouth, suckling the head right before a stream of piss gushed from it, flooding her mouth and causing her to cough and retch, falling back as Cody burst into laughter.
“Whoops,” he said, clearly not sorry, “it’s all this running water, baby.”
Leaning back onto one hand, Maxine cleared her throat, looking up as the yellow stream continued to flow, splashing and running over her chest. “It’s okay,” she cooed, “I’ve let you get away with much worse before.”
Smiling, Cody pushed his cock down so the stream flowed between her thighs. “Speaking of which, maybe we should pay your son a visit. There’s no telling how long he’ll live after the hospital takes him off the machines.”
“Not very long,” she admitted, opening her mouth before Cody’s stream began filling it up again.
By the time dinner rolled around, everyone had relaxed. Jacob and his friend had continued their games, and Julia began cooking, preparing them all spaghetti and garlic bread. With Milton coming out of his shell, he was now far more vocal, even making jabs at Jacob about how good it felt to fuck his girlfriend. Julia explained that often, after other men had played the trust test with her, they too enjoyed heckling Jacob, still trying to upset him after the game was over. To their shame however, no amount of insults or heckling ever upset him.
“I just don’t lose, man,” Jacob beamed, “It’s like I said: I trust julia and I know she would never really do it.”
Milton looked at her in the kitchen, and she smiled before winking back at him. Boys are so easy to control, she thought to herself, still excited and hoping to find more chances to cheat. “Dinner’s almost ready you two.”
A few hours after dinner, and after Jacob and Milton had grown tired of playing their game, Julia had the idea of watching a movie together. Giving a wink to her boyfriend, he knew what it meant, and they agreed to pile onto the couch. Picking a movie didn’t matter, but as the boys sat and waited on her, Julia went back to the hallway closet, withdrawing the same towel that had once been used with Carlos.
Jacob saw it before Milton, and already had his speech prepared. “Really? Again? I thought we were going to watch the movie.”
“We are,” she whined, sitting beside Milton and leaving him in the middle of the couch, “I just thought he might enjoy a little more fun.”
Jacob did a good job of acting annoyed, but Julia new better. “Jeez, see, man? She does this kind of stuff all the time when guys come over. She keeps thinking I don’t trust her.”
“All the time?” he asked, looking surprised.
Julia just smiled and draped the long towel over Milton’s lap. Maybe if I keep pushing him they’ll get into a fight, she thought, quickly shaking away the idea. Jacob was her husband-to-be, and she shouldn’t be fantasizing about watching him get beat up, let alone being turned on by it.
“So what’s the towel for?” Milton asked, although it was fairly obvious.
“Oh, I’m just going to give you a nice slow handjob, and maybe a blowjob, right beside Jacob,” she said with a grin.
“Fucking sweet,” Milton laughed, “I’m so glad I came over.”
Jacob rolled his eyes, starting the movie as Milton held up the towel, blocking his view and creating a cloth wall between them. While he did this, his pants were loudly unzipped again, and Julia’s hand fished inside before pulling out his soft, but quickly growing cock.
“Come on, guys,” Jacob complained, starting to sound more serious than she expected, “I just want to watch the movie.”
The desire Julia had to make Jacob happy temporarily vanished, now replaced with the urge to see how far she could push it. “It’s just a blowjob, honey,” she grinned, looking over the towel and smiling.
“Yeah, man,” Milton chimed in, starting to sound overly confident, “I’ll try not to get my cum everywhere, I’m sure she’ll swallow it … I mean unless you want it again.”
Julia couldn’t help but laugh, while Jacob was actually having trouble maintaining his composure. Regardless of what might happen, if he pulled the towel away, if Milton showed him, or if they continued in secret, eventually Milton would learn he was the one being played, and she hoped Jacob remembered that.
“Please, can’t we just watch the movie like normal?”
“I think he’s just afraid of losing,” Julia said, egging them on.
“I’m not gonna lose,” Jacob grumbled, pausing the movie.
“I’ll bet you,” Milton grinned.
Julia had looked up, unsure what was about to happen, but what Milton suggested next surprised both of them.
“I’ll bet you my game station that you couldn’t handle sleeping on the couch all night, while Julia and I fuck in your bed.”
“All night. I stay in your room, you stay in here, no coming to disturb us.”
“And if I do that, I can keep your game station?”
Jacob looked at julia and smiled, nodding. “Fuck it, I’ll take that bet … just don’t complain when your game station is mine tomorrow. In fact, I’ll just stay up and play it tonight instead of watching that movie.”
Julia quickly stuffed Milton’s cock away, and after zipping up they removed the towel. “Well I guess that settles that,” she said, smiling at them both.
“You might want to wear the headset though,” Milton laughed, “because we’re going to get loud.”
“Yeah sure,” Jacob chuckled, “you’ll both get tired of pretending and just go to sleep in an hour.”
“No way,” Milton assured him, “I wanna do all the kinky stuff I’ve seen online.”
“Right, like Julia would ever do anything like that.”
Suddenly, throughout the entire scene, Julia began wondering how Milton hadn’t figured out that Jacob was letting it happen. Any normal boyfriend wouldn’t have agreed to such a thing, but Milton seemed to be eating it up. Was it possible that being a virgin made him stupid?
Then Julia had a thought that genuinely worried her: Has he known the entire time? Did Jacob tell Milton about being a cuckold from the start, and I’m the only one being played? The idea upset her, and the more she thought about it the angrier she became. He can’t really think Jacob is this stupid.
Deciding to test him in the bedroom, Julia told Jacob they would go ahead and get started. Milton was giddy, but Jacob just waved them away, booting up the game station. Pulling him down the hall, the two entered the bedroom before he began quickly disrobing.
Turning and grabbing him by the shoulders, Julia shoved him into the door, trying to be as intimidating as possible while also getting in his face. However, before she could start questioning him Milton misread her aggression, and leaned forward, locking her into a passionate kiss that lasted nearly a minute.
When they eventually pulled apart, Milton let his feelings be known. “God, Jacob is such a fucking idiot,” he gushed, not even trying to be quiet.
Julia shivered. “Keep talking,” she said flatly, pulling him away from the door and moving to the bed.
“You were right … he’s just so trusting and stupid! I can’t believe how easy this is!”
Maybe he really is this innocent, she thought, before an idea hatched in her mind, and a sinister smile crawled across her face.
Unbuttoning her shirt, Julia made sure to leave Milton sitting at the edge of the bed. Removing her shirt and bra, she raised her arms and held them behind her head, stretching her torso and bouncing her breast. Stepping over, what she hoped Milton would notice happened almost immediately.
“Julia,” he said, reaching out and softly touching her, “are these bruises?”
“Yes,” she said quietly, trying to look bashful.
“Did Jacob do this to you?”
Julia didn’t know if she could cum from ruining their friendship, or if blaming her boyfriend for something he didn’t do would make her feel good. But as her muscles clenched and her brain tingled in euphoria, she took a sharp breath and fluttered her eyes, moaning the answer as she came. “Yes … Jacob did it.”
The house was almost completely quiet, if not for the sounds coming from the bedroom. Jacob sat and listened, mesmerized by his longtime friend and fiancée as they had surprisingly intense sex. Creeping just outside the door, he couldn’t stop from stroking his cock, listening as Julia’s moans and grunts mirrored Milton’s.
Without question it was the dirty talk that aroused him on the most, and luckily Milton had no problem being loud. Regardless of how dirty, mean or strange it became, Jacob’s cock was constantly on edge as he listened to Milton have the time of his life.
“I’m going to kick his ass for you!” the pale nerd shouted from inside the room, making Jacob smile and stroke a little faster. “I’m going to beat up your boyfriend, baby!”
“Yes, do it!”
Julia seemed to groan with every mention of them fighting, something Jacob found surprising. However, it wasn’t beyond reason, after all, he expected that her tastes might change after such a crazy session with Adrian. Even if she didn’t remember it, there had to be lingering effects. And now it sounded like Julia was getting off from the fantasy of men fighting over her. It made Jacob grin, and if he needed, he would certainly fake a fight to get her horny.
Using what little willpower he had, Jacob tucked his cock away before leaving the bedroom door, returning to the couch and preparing to play more video games. Knowing their sex would constantly distract him, he took Milton’s advice and grabbed the headset, putting it over his ears and drowning out all their noise.
Quickly losing track of time, Jacob played into the early hours of the morning, finally taking a break when he noticed it was 4am. Pulling off his headset, he took a second to listen, noticing that the sounds of sex had finally stopped. Standing, and taking time to stretch his sore legs, Jacob made a quick stop in the hallway bathroom before getting a snack from the kitchen and returning to the couch. It hadn’t been ten minutes since his bathroom break before he heard something behind him, and looking back he found Julia sneaking up the hallway, obviously trying to be quiet.
Turning around, Jacob propped himself against the back of the couch as Julia approached, still naked from the last session of sex. With a big smile on her face, she leaned in to give Jacob a big kiss, which he completely embraced.
“Thank you for this, baby,” Julia whispered, trying to stay quiet. “I can’t be gone long, he might wake up, but I have so much to tell you.”
Grinning, Jacob replied, “I heard a good bit of it … Milton isn’t exactly quiet. So what was all that moaning about him beating me up?”
Squeezing her thighs together, Julia bit her lip and grinned back. “I’m sorry,” she purred, knowing she was caught, “but can you please just go with it?”
Giving a quiet chuckle, Jacob adjusted himself and pulled her in for a second kiss. “Just tell me what you need, baby.”
Giddy with excitement, she planted one more kiss on him. “Just go with what happens, okay?”
“What do you mean? Go with what? What’s going to happen?”
Giving a wink, Julia flipped him off before prancing back down the hall, bouncing her ass the entire way until sneaking into the bedroom and slowly closing the door. Whatever her perverted mind had thought up, Jacob let it go, too tired to worry, and instead choosing to lay down and sleep. Despite the occasional lust-fueled-insanity, he truly did trust her.
When Jacob awoke nearly five hours later, he awoke to the sound of bacon sizzling. Dawn had stretched in through the windows, and his body ached from sleeping on the couch. Slow to move, he simply listened to the crackling and popping of the bacon, sniffing the air and enjoying the aroma until he heard voices.
“No,” Julia whispered, barely heard over what she was cooking, “we can’t.”
“Please?” Came Milton’s slightly louder voice.
Julia gasped, “Oh fuck, jeez … okay just hurry before he wakes up.”
Jacob’s eyes popped open like roll-up blinds, fluttering as he remained motionless, still pretending to sleep. Listening, he could hear their breathing now, and it was starting to sound more and more labored. Slowly, and as quietly as he could Jacob rolled over, tilting his head toward the kitchen.
“What if he catches us?” Julia whimpered.
“Fuck him, you’re my girl now.”
Giving them another minute to get lost in what they were doing, Jacob finally leaned up and looked over the couch’s armrest, surprised but not unhappy by what he saw. Standing at the stove, Julia was holding onto its edge for support while Milton held her from behind, thrusting away as she continued trying to cook.
At least that’s what he believed to be happening, since they had once again pulled up the sheet, blocking most of his view from the kitchen. With their backs turned to him, Jacob slipped off the couch without a sound, staying below eye level of the sheet while sneaking for a closer look.
Milton had certainly stopped caring, because the longer it went on the louder he became, and the stronger his thrusts were, now starting to slap against her ass. Still sneaking, Jacob made it to the divider without their notice, before silently standing and leaning against the archway, smiling as he watched the show.
Just as he expected, there was no pretending going on, and Julia was actually taking Milton’s bare cock. She hadn’t been kidding about it’s size, but that only served to excite him more while they continued. Occasionally Julia would glance behind her, looking toward the couch. Clearly caught up in the moment, her brain didn’t register that the blanket was empty, and that Jacob wasn’t under it.
“Where do I cum?” Milton moaned, his voice giving away how close he was to orgasm.
Then, before Julia had a chance to answer, Jacob grinned and loudly replied: “Anywhere you want, buddy.”
The two screamed and nearly fell to the floor, struggling to turn and see Jacob watching them. The look of horror and surprise on Milton’s face made Jacob giddy inside, while Julia looked utterly shocked and dumbstruck, as if she was being caught for the first time.
“Just don’t jizz on the bacon, okay?” Jacob added with a smile, loving the confusion on Milton’s face.
“Baby, It isn’t what it looks like,” Julia tried to explain, leaving Jacob to laugh out loud.
“Seriously? Because I’m pretty sure Milton’s cock is out right now, and your panties are on the kitchen table.”
In the confusion and chaos, Milton reached for Julia and pulled her close, suddenly trying to be a man without understanding what was happening. “Yeah,” he said awkwardly, “It’s true, we’ve been fucking behind your back this entire time.”
“Oh my god, really?” Jacob said as dryly as he could, surprised that Milton hadn’t caught on yet.
“She’s my girl now! And I’m not gonna let you hurt her anymore!”
Frowning, Jacob looked to Julia before raising an eyebrow. “Honey, what the hell is he talking about?”
Looking incredibly frustrated, Julia’s mood soured in an instant, and she stomped her foot. “Shut up, Jacob, you’re ruining it!”
“Ruining what? What the hell are you talking about?”
“I said play along,” she growled through her teeth, tilting her head and opening her eyes wider.
Suddenly the memory from last night returned, and it dawned on him that she wanted him to act surprised. Already too late to fix the mistake, he shrugged his shoulders and raised his hands. “Oops?”
“Beat him up, Milton!” Julia shouted, pushing him forward and causing him to stumble.
When the two locked eyes, Jacob smirked while Milton quickly backed down, turning and questioning Julia. “W-Wait a minute, what’s going on?”
“I’m sorry, man, I wasn’t suppose to spoil it yet,” Jacob said apologetically.
“Shut up, Jacob!”
“Oh please, the cat’s out of the bag. I’m sorry I forgot, but I just woke up!”
Milton’s cock had already gone soft, and with everything becoming awkward again he stuffed it away, looking between Jacob and Julia, wondering what was happening. Breaking the news, Jacob explained that he was a cuckold, and had known the entire time.
Milton took the news better than expected, and admitted while he had suspicions, the sex was too good to question it. Julia however was in a bad mood now, upset she couldn’t get them to fight.
“I said I was sorry, honey,” Jacob apologized again, removing the sheet and stuffing it into a corner.
“You couldn’t let me have this one thing,” she complained, crossing her arms and staring at him.
Stretching his neck out and eyeballing her, he laughed before giving his retort. “You and Milton have a full day of sex but I’m still the bad guy because you didn’t get to see him … what? Beat me up?”
“Well, she said you put all those bruises on her stomach,” Milton confessed, now looking cautious of Julia’s anger.
“She said that was me? What the hell, Julia,” he laughed. “No, those bruises are from a week ago – long story.”
Julia looked inconsolable, but since Milton still had a full day to stay, Jacob sighed and promised to make it up to her. Taking over the stove when she refused to continue cooking, he asked his wife-to-be what would make her happy, and what he and Milton could do for her.
“No,” she refused, “it’s too late, I’m not in the mood. You two nerds jerk each other off and leave me alone.”
Stomping off to the bedroom, she slammed the door and left them where they were, stunned by how upset it had made her. For the next several hours Jacob and Milton simply hung out, getting back on the game station and chatting about life as a cuckold. He brought up the stories of what Julia had done, how the original trust test had been played, and even the humiliating proposal when he asked Julia to marry him.
Milton was in awe from the stories, stroking through his pants while Jacob gave details. Even after such crazy events, he and Julia were still together. “We go through rough patches too though,” Jacob explained, nodding his head back toward the bedroom, and reminding of Julia’s current anger.
“So who gave her the bruises?” Milton asked afterwards.
“Oh, right, I haven’t mentioned … him.”
Giving his friend the short version of what happened at the party, Jacob explained that Adrian had been the one to bruise her, and that he was far more intense than what they were expecting. Milton’s reaction was close to what Jacob expected.
“That’s so fucking hot,” he gushed, “It sounds so hardcore.”
“Like the porn you watch?”
“Totally. You said he was a bull for hire right? Then just hire him! Julia was so into being dominated last night, I think that’s why she wanted me to fight you.”
“What do you mean?” Jacob asked, not fully understanding.
“I think she’s horny for that Adrian guy. All night she wanted me to get rougher with her, it was wild.”
Crossing his arms, Jacob considered the idea. Julia’s reaction this morning had shown that she wanted something more intense, and although he wasn’t keen on the idea, he wanted to make her happy.
“Maybe you’re right, man,” Jacob nodded, patting Milton on the back, “If that’s what she really wants, I’ll just pay Adrian to come by.”
Already looking ahead to the future, Jacob knew that Julia’s birthday was coming up, and what better time to surprise her with such a gift. If getting rough and kinky is what she wanted, Jacob would make sure that’s what she got.