Chapter 6
Cameron
I scramble to mask what I'm doing as the bedroom door opens, but it's too little too late. I lost track of time. I was so busy trying (and failing) to get myself off that I didn't realize Trevor was due home soon.
I fumble with the toy's off switch. The silence left behind as the buzzing cuts out is deafening.
"Dude, what are you doing to yourself?" Trevor's big brown eyes are wide open with shock, but his voice is so gentle. And full of affection. Trevor's acting like I've been doing something amazing instead of something shameful.
Trevor won't let me hide. He pulls the covers off to reveal my naked body.
My boxers are pushed down. My hard cock is bobbing in the air.
He's caught me red-handed using his bright pink dildo.
"Dude?" Trevor asks again.
"I-I don't know," I admit. I don't know how to explain this. There's nothing I can say to Trevor to make this all make sense. It was a stupid, impulsive decision. "I'm sorry."
I awkwardly place my hands over my groin and tug down my tank top to cover my raging erection. Despite my humiliation, it hasn't gone away. It might even be harder than before.
Trevor looks at the toy and then back at me. Fuck, he's smiling. Somehow he plays this cool. He's unphased by my near-nakedness. "Were you…playing with yourself?"
"Yeah," I admit with a nervous gulp. I can't look my best friend in the eye. My entire face flushes with heat. This is more than humiliating. It's downright mortifying. "I was…trying something new, I guess."
Trevor picks up the dildo. He's sitting so close to me. Not only can I smell the sweat and heat from his morning jog, but I can see it.
Beads of glistening sweat trickle down his throat and pool into the stark dip of his collarbone.
Trevor's long, thick pointer finger taps the silicone head of the toy. His toy, I correct myself. I tried to get off with my friend's sex toy. "Least you had the good sense not to stick it up there dry."
"I didn't get that far," I mumble. I close my eyes tightly and brace myself for what I have to say next. When I open them again, I can't look at Trevor. I look at the sheets instead. "I'm really sorry. This won't happen again. I don't…I don't know what I was thinking."
"Wait, you didn't get it inside you?"
I can't admit it aloud again so I shake my head.
"Do you still want it?"
"What?" I blurt out, finally daring to look right at Trevor. He smiles and waves the toy back and forth.
"Do you want this inside you? I could show you how it's done…and help you with that. " He directly addresses my dick.
Somehow, I'm still hard as a rock. A diagnosis of blue balls awaits me. I hope it’s fatal.
"I…I don't know."
"Let me do it, dude," Trevor says and squeezes my trembling knee. "I'm not gonna say it's not gay because, well, I'm gay so this is pretty gay, but if you're gonna introduce some ass play into your jerk off routine you gotta learn to do it right."
He wants this. He wants me.
Trevor's face might be pure puppy-dog but his voice is all gritty determination.
"Let me take care of you, Cam."
"Okay," I agree against all logic and sensibility. My curiosity exceeds my confusion…and I trust Trevor to guide me through this brand-new experience.
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"Dude, relax."
My eyes are squeezed shut, but my legs are spread wide. "I'm trying," I mutter as I dig my heels into the mattress and clutch at the sheets.
I really am trying to keep calm and relax, but my mind is running a hundred miles a minute and my whole body feels feverish. And the more I try to make myself relax, the more I resist.
Trevor's being so patient and gentle with me. He's tucked my pillow beneath his head and shoved his pillow under my hips. I'm lying down in the middle of the bed and he's sitting on his knees at the end.
The vibrating dildo is switched back on, buzzing in Trevor's hand as loud as a bee. Though it sounds much more intimidating. More like a hornet. Or a machine about to go haywire and turn rogue on my vulnerable virgin ass.
Damn it, why am I thinking about that?
Trevor is right there. It's just a toy and is under his control.
Nothing is going to hurt me in our bed.
I need to focus. I take a deep breath and open my eyes. I stare at the ceiling. One by one, I name my body parts and make myself release the tension they're holding onto.
My hands and my feet. My arms and my thighs. I let it all go loose.
I'm still nervous, but this mini-mediation helps bring me back from the edge of panic. Trevor helps too. He's touching my knee with slow circles and his voice is pure confidence.
"You want it, Cam?" Trevor asks. "Want this inside you?"
I make a small noise of consent, but that's not enough.
"Say it," Trevor says. I can hear his cocky smile in his voice. "Say you want me to stick it in your ass."
Fuck. This is really happening, isn't it?
I'm going to let my best friend stick his dildo in me. No, more than that. I want Trevor to use the toy on me.
The realization is so shocking that all I can do is let out a dry laugh.
"A-are you going to make me beg?"
"No, but I need to hear you want this."
I swallow hard and nod my head as I work up the courage to ask for what I want. "Please, Trevor. Put it in me. I wanna…I need to know what it feels like. I'm curious."
No more teasing. No more begging.
Trevor grabs hold of my waist and holds me in place as he directs the head of the dildo against my puckering asshole. Slowly, it presses into me. I feel a burn as my lower muscles struggle to accommodate the unrelenting girth and hardness of the toy.
"It won't fit," I whine and toss my head back, breathing hard and my muscles tightening as the head of the dildo teases my entrance.
It's too big and too hard.
There's no way it'll go inside me.
Trevor pauses and squirts lube onto the dildo before he tries again. But I can't do it. I can't make myself relax so it doesn't hurt. That burning sensation increases as the toy slowly enters me. I don't think I've even taken an inch of it.
What was I thinking? I wasn't made for this. I'm not gay. No matter how curious I might be, I'll never have the courage to go through with this.
Just when I'm about to ask Trevor to stop and call off this whole experiment, Trevor wraps his fingers around my forgotten cock. My brain freezes. My lips part and my mouth hangs open as I watch his long, thick fingers wrap themselves around my erection.
He gives me a reassuring pump.
"Trust me, Cam. It'll fit. All you gotta do is let yourself take it…let me give it to you."
I let out another whine, but this one isn't born of frustration.
It's pure lust.
As Trevor jerks me off with one hand, the other is still feeding the toy into my ass. I'm not even thinking about the uncomfortable stretch anymore.
All I feel is pleasure.
And all I can think about is how tiny my dick looks caught in Trevor's big masculine hands.
It's in me.
The toy is inside me. Hot damn. Trevor was right. It does fit. With the pleasure distracting me, I've let down my guard. That vibrating hunk of silicone pushes in deep, exploring a space inside of me that's never been touched.
Trevor guides the toy further in, inch by inch, until my toes curl. I let out a downright girlish moan.
I can feel Trevor's knuckles brush the rim of my asshole as he pulls it out in one smooth movement.
And then plunges it back into me with one quick jolt.
"Ah!" I cry out as the slicked silicon brushes against...something. Something that makes me see bursts of starlight. My dick twitches like crazy, a heavy bead of pre-come dripping directly into my belly button. Trevor's still pulling double duty. He's using both hands to drive me crazy.
I'm overwhelmed. Pushed past the limits of what I think my body can take.
"Please, please," I moan. "Please, Trev."
I'm rocking my hips as he thrusts the dildo in and out of me. Desperate for more friction on my cock and movement in my ass. I can't get enough of what Trevor is giving me.
Or what he's taking.
I might not technically be a virgin, I had a girlfriend during my freshman year of college, but sex has never felt like this before. This feels like my first time. Confusing. Exciting. It's like nothing I've ever experienced, but I'm hooked.
I want more. I need more.
I need Trevor to keep fucking me.
Oh, shit. I cry out again, loudly, unable to contain my noises or control my face as understanding dawns on me.
I'm being…I'm getting fucked.
My best friend is fucking me. With a dildo, not with his dick, but that's just another technicality that doesn't mean much when I've spread my legs open as wide as they'll go, arching my back, and I'm begging him to fuck me harder and faster.
"Fuck, Cam. You're so sexy like this," Trevor groans as he flicks his wrist, directing the dildo to pound away at my ass. "You're fucking hot…you look like a real hot twink."
"W-what?" I stutter as I buck against the toy's wide girth and long length. It must be, what, five inches? At least. Yet the lube and Trevor's expertise means I'm taking each and every inch over and over again.
"Sorry," Trevor says with a smile that's not at all apologetic. "It's mostly a porn thing. Hot twinks are gay guys that love getting fucked any time or any place…and by anyone."
That description should horrify me.
Instead, it turns me on.
"Really? That, ah, a real thing?"
"Yeah."
Trevor has a special glimmer in his brown eyes. He's slowed down his movements. I'm still taking the toy as deep in as it'll go, but Trevor's traded speed for strength. He fucks it into me with such force that it makes my eyes roll in the back of my head.
I desperately clutch at the sheets. Outright clawing at them as I try to endure.
"There's this couple on our street that does it…one of the guys sluts out his husband. It's called a shared use lifestyle. Other men use his husband all the time. Like he's a set of service holes."
"Holy shit, Trev."
"Sorry," Trevor says again. This time he means it. The look on his face softens. "Too much?"
"No, it's not that," I gasp out. My stomach is in knots and my legs are trembling. "I think I'm…I'm gonna come."
Trevor's fantasy is too hot for me to handle. I must have too many wires crossed because while Trevor might be only talking about our neighbors’ sex life all I can imagine is Trevor loaning me out to all his army buddies.
I picture the dildo in me as the cock of some man handpicked by Trevor to use me instead.
"Oh," Trevor grins. "Well, hurry up and come, dude. Go on. If you're that close, you don't need a helping hand. Come like this."
Come with only the dildo in my ass? "I can't," I whine.
Trevor playfully rolls his eyes. "Fine, but you're gonna have to take what I give you, okay? This is something I've always wanted to do."
"Okay," I agree all too happily. I think at this point I'd let Trevor do anything to me. I'm shaking with the need to come.
Trevor's still grinning as he grips my waist, easily holding me down against the mattress, and lowers his face over my groin.
And then he's…he's sucking me off while he continues to fuck me with the toy.
That's it.
I'm done.
I reach the point of no return as I spill over the peak of pleasure. The heat of his mouth and the sensation of being stuffed full is too much to withstand. When I start to come, I push Trevor's head away, and shoot my load across my stomach. I come harder and longer than I ever have in my life.
It's too much.
My brain gives out and my mind goes pleasantly blank. I sink into blackness. When I finally come back around, my ass is empty and the toy is turned off. Trevor is still kneeling on the bed, his erection poking up as he stares at me.
Fair is only fair, right? I should help him with that.
"Do you want me to…?" I start to ask but I trail off. I'm not even sure what I'm offering. I might have been good at laying there and taking everything Trevor did to me, but I don't know how to do anything he's done for me.
"No, I'll take care of myself, if you're cool with that." Trevor waits for me to nod before he pulls down his sweatpants and underwear. His erect dick pops free into the air. "Will you play with your tits for me?"
My jaw drops and I stare at my best friend. I can't believe he just said that. Trevor's always had a dirty mouth but holy fucking shit.
"What? I-I don't have tits."
"You do when you're like this," Trevor says with a quick smirk as he strokes himself. His gaze never leaves me. He doesn't blink. "When you're being so submissive. You don't get it, Cam. You're breedable as fuck. It doesn't matter that you're a guy too. I just wanna…utterly own you."
I'm pinned in place. Utterly naked with my pleasure covering my belly. My thighs are still parted and my arms are resting above my head. My flat chest rises and falls rapidly as I look up at Trevor, watching him jack off to my messy state.
"You…you want to fuck me?" I ask, licking my bottom lip. Somehow I feel both utterly defeated, but also surprisingly powerful.
"Yeah, Cam. I've always wanted to be more than your friend."
After everything that's happened, I shouldn't be surprised. We were more than friends even before I agreed to fool around with Trevor. We were married before and now we're…well, I don't know what we are.
But we're still together.
I want to make him happy and help him out, just like he's helped me, so I play around with his request. I lift my hands and pinch my nipples between my thumbs and pointer fingers. I sigh and squirm as I tug and pinch on my…my tits.
I do it for Trevor.
And he loves it.
"Just like that. So fucking hot. You look so slutty, Cam."
I blush deeply, but I don't stop. I continue to fondle myself and let out little sounds of surprise as I torment my nipples for Trevor's pleasure. I'm not hard anymore yet it feels good to help Trevor get off.
"Like…like I'm your hot twink?" I propose, quiet and nervous.
Trevor's eyes widen and his hand speeds up. "Yeah, say more. Keep talking like that."
"I'm your slutty hot twink husband," I say shyly, but seeing how much it pleases Trevor to hear me say this shit emboldens me. "Yours to use and…share."
As I talk, I continue to tug on my nipples. They've turned into little hard red pebbles as I twist and tug on them. It's starting to hurt, but for some reason that just makes me keep doing it. I push past the pain, focused only on playing this part to help Trevor get himself off.
Though I have to admit he's not the only one enjoying himself.
"Fuck, Cam. I'm gonna come…gonna come all over you."
I nod my head and lay perfectly still as Trevor lines his cock up with my chest. When he orgasms, he grunts and groans before he spills his hot seed all over my boy tits. My skin is covered with thick ropes of milky white come.
Trevor flops down right next to me on the bed.
We both lay there and stare upward, sweaty and spent, breathing in sync as we slowly recover from what just happened.
I'm not so sure my curiosity is satisfied…I think this made it worse.