Chapter 13 #2
“Imagine the weirdness when it’s a dick in your ass, then. Weird won’t cover it.”
Walker’s eyes flick to him, then to my dick, dark and way too fucking turned on. “You’re a real dickshit, dude. I didn’t know that.”
Reid just chuckles.
Walker’s fingers sink deeper into his ass, his biceps flexing as he twists his wrist. His dick jerks against his stomach, pre-cum smearing across his abs, and fuck—I’ve never seen Walker like this, with his cheeks flushed dark and his teeth digging into his bottom lip like he’s fighting a moan.
His hole glistens around his fingers, stretched tight but taking it, and my cock twitches in Reid’s grip so hard it aches.
“The doll’s enjoying the show,” Reid murmurs, his thumb rubbing slow circles over my piss-slit. “The vibrator is already throbbing and leaking for you.”
“Bro, shut the fuck up,” Walker grunts, but he spreads his legs wider anyway, his thighs trembling as he scissors his fingers inside himself. “Fuck, I can’t reach deep enough. Angle’s total dogshit.”
“Want help?”
“Fuck no,” Walker snaps, rocking back onto his fingers. “No dude’s getting near my ass.”
He plunges his fingers deeper, stretching himself into a wide, wet circle. I can see the exact moment he reaches his prostate—his hips jerk forward, his throat working around a choked-off groan.
“Fuck, fuck—what the fuck!”
Reid chuckles. “Found it?”
Walker doesn’t answer. His face is flushed dark, sweat pouring down his forehead as he fucks himself on his fingers, his biceps flexing with every thrust.
That’s a man’s hole. It’s a man’s muscular glutes, and a prime jock hole that I can’t stop looking, and—holy fuck, my mouth waters.
“Dude, you gonna come just from fingering yourself while we watch?” Reid asks, sounding a little amused, and a little mindless-horny. “I bet you’re dying for the doll’s tongue in there. Want me to eat you out?”
Walker’s head snaps up, eyes totally blown.
“Bro, shut the fuck up—I thought you were chill! Don’t be a nasty-ass freak.”
Reid’s whole body shakes as he laughs.
“So how is this happening? Are you going to mount the doll, or do I need to stack him on top of you?”
“Both options are straight-up horrible.”
“Option two’s better. I can still fuck the doll while you take the dildo.”
Walker’s face does something very complicated—part disgust, part want, but all fucked-out desperation.
“I hate everything about this,” he mutters, but he’s pulling his fingers free as he says that.
“Lay down,” Reid says, shifting me forward until I’m half-off his lap.
Walker hesitates, then flops onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillow with a groan.
“Fuck my life.”
“Arch up. Flat on your stomach is going to hurt.”
Walker grumbles but shoves a pillow under his hips, arching his lower back until his muscular ass is staring me in the face. Reid maneuvers me over him, my full weight crushing Walker down.
“Fuck, dude. I can feel his dick,” he mutters into the mattress. “It’s fat as hell.”
“You have to find a way to put it inside yourself,” Reid says. “Since you’re so worried about a dude touching your ass.”
“I’m starting to think you’re a sadist, bro.”
Walker is the king of complaining, but he always does the thing he’s complaining about. That’s why he reaches back, grabs my piece, and points the head toward his hole.
“Fuck, fuck—this is so stupid,” he mutters, but his hips tilt back anyway, his muscular glutes flexing as he grinds his rim against my cockhead.
Reid snickers, driving me forward against Walker’s entry, and I can’t believe this is happening. I’ve been manhandled by these guys a hundred times since I started the doll thing, but this? Reid’s cock still buried in my ass while I’m about to fuck Walker?
This is surreal.
Walker exhales, his thighs trembling as he works the tip of my dick into his ass.
“Holy shit—how can someone actually like this?” His hole clenches around me, resisting even as he forces himself to relax. “Like—fuck—it’s like trying to force your shit back in.”
Yeah, this almost broke my doll-mode.
Reid’s fingers dig into my hips, locking me in place as Walker slowly slides himself onto me, inch by inch. “Just keep going. The doll’s dick is a lot bigger than your fingers.”
Walker curses, his whole body shaking as he finally bottoms out, my cock buried balls-deep in his guts. I can feel every single pulse of his hole.
“Fuck me,” he gasps, his biceps flexing as he braces himself against the mattress. “Feels like I’m getting split down the middle.”
“Now you know how the doll feels every morning,” Reid says, grinding his cock deeper into my ass.
Walker glares over his shoulder, sweat dripping down his temple. “Shut the fuck up and move,” he says, but his voice cracks when Reid thrusts up into me, forcing my dick even deeper inside him.
“Holy fucking shit—”
Reid groans behind me, his hips rolling.
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” he breathes, his hands tightening on my hips. “Doll’s fucking you, and I’m fucking him. But it looks like I’m fucking you.”
“Oh my God, this is so fucking gay,” Walker says, his face is buried in the pillow.
“Too late for that now.”
And then Reid starts to move.
I keep my body perfectly limp—well, at least most of it—even when Walker’s hole starts to spasm around me, his body failing to resist the stretch. It clenches around my cock so good, so tight and hot and so fucking unyielding it’s a miracle I’m even in.
“Fuck—fuck, dude, slow the fuck down—”
“The doll isn’t even moving,” Reid says, not slowing down.
Walker lets out a punched-out groan, his hips jerking back against me, his ass swallowing my dick every time Reid pushes me into him.
“Shit—shit, it’s too much—”
“Bullshit. You’re taking it just fine,” Reid says, and Walker let out another pained sound.
And another.
Actually, the sounds around are all totally obscene—Reid’s satisfied grunts, Walker’s ragged curses, the wet slap of meat on meat as Reid hammers into me. My cock throbs inside Walker, his ass squeezing me so tight it’s a massive fucking battle not to blow my load or make a sound myself.
Reid’s fingers dig into my hips, yanking me back onto his cock, then pushing me into Walker’s hole so hard Walker yelps and his whole body jerks under me.
“Fuck—!” His voice cracks, his hole clenching around me. His quads shake, his muscles lock up, and I can feel the way his muscular ass sucks me in. Feels so fucking good. Reid was right about jock hole. “Fuck… do that again—bro, holy shit!”
Reid obliges, pulling me back by the hips until just my cockhead is inside Walker, then shoving me home in one brutal thrust. My cock spears into him, hitting his sweet spot dead-on, and Walker’s back arches.
His hole pulses around me, greedy as hell, and Reid’s cock thumps inside me—he’s definitely getting off on the way he’s breaking Walker.
Reid leans forward, his teeth scraping over my shoulder.
“Feel good, doll? You’re splitting him open with your fat plug.”
Walker groans, grinding his dick into the pillow under his hips, losing his mind.
“Fuck, fuck—! Keep—keep going, bro! Keep—keep fucking me with it—!”
Reid sets a crazy-ass pace, using my body the way he wants, slamming me into Walker over and over. Every thrust drags my dick against Walker’s prostate, and every time Walker’s ass clenches around me and Reid groans like he’s the one getting milked.
“The doll is going to fill you up,” Reid says. “You going to take its load? Going to let a toy breed you?”
Walker’s answer is a broken moan, his hole squeezing me even harder, and that’s all it takes. I come hard, my cock pulsing like crazy inside him. Reid fucks me through it, his cock grinding deep, his breath hot and uneven against my neck.
“Fuck—I’m gonna—” Reid doesn’t let him finish. He slams into me one last time, his meat buried to the hilt, forcing my twitching dick as deep as it’ll go inside Walker.
Walker’s whole body locks up, his ass clamping down on me, his cock pulsing against the sheets as he nuts all over the bed and my poor pillow.
“There it is,” Reid says, kissing my neck. “The doll’s first time being used to make a guy come.”
That makes me spurt another round of cum inside Walker’s ass. Fuck yeah, man, fucking a guy is as good as being fucked by one.
“Gonna fill you now, doll,” Reid grunts. “Take it.”
He rams into me and spills deep inside my gut, his cum flooding my ass. Fuck. Okay, maybe getting fucked is slightly better.
“Holy fucking shit,” Walker mumbles, still shaking under me, his hole fluttering weakly around my cock. “That was—bro!”
“Yeah.” Reid exhales, slumping his weight against my back. Walker collapses under the weight.
“Fuck. That’s—fuck—that’s definitely happening again.”
Reid rubs circles over the bite mark on my shoulder.
“Yeah,” he says, his voice lazy and satisfied. “It is.”