Brian and the Frat Boys
Brian and the Fratboys 6: Role play prostitution
This continues the very kinky story from my last kink bingo card
Brian and the Frat Boys 1: Gangbang
( Brian and the Frat Boys 2: Kink Bingo: Spanking )
( Brian and the Frat Boys 3: Kink Bingo: Chastity Devices )
( Brian and the Frat Boys 4: Kink Bingo: Dirty Talk )
( Brian and the Frat Boys 5: Kink Bingo: Temperature Play )
Title: Brian and the Frat Boys
Pairing: Brian/Frat House
Rated: ADULT
Fandom: The Fast and the Furious.
Summary: It's a new year, and there's a new frat president, but Brian's life is still very much the same. Not beta'ed. Point out any mistakes, and I'll fix them.
Brian watched the pledges leave the basement struggling not to laugh. The frat party was their last obstacle to becoming full-fledged members, but he was guessing that Brandon was going to wimp out and at least one of the others might follow.
"Wimps," Chad huffed.
"No joke," Cameron complained. He snapped his fingers and Brian slipped to the floor at Cameron's feet, kneeling silently. "You'd think we asked them to come to the party naked, not dressed like subs."
Eli belched loudly. "I don't like Brandon. Did you catch the look on his face?"
"Oh yeah," Cameron agreed. "What do you think, Toy, will Brandon show up?"
"He almost pissed his pants just hearing the words sub and leather," Brian said with a dismissive snort.
Eli laughed. "I wish he would have. Now that would be funny. Short of him pissing his pants, he's just boring. I'm saying it's a 'no' to that dweeb, even if he shows up at the party."
"Me too," Chad said, and then his head fell back against the couch as he returned to the land of the blissfully passed out.
"But Toy is not going dressed like those dweebish pledges," Cameron insisted. "I got something special for our boy." Cameron pointed toward the far end of the basement. "Go get the box behind the pool table." Cameron prodded Brian with his shoe, and he got up and headed for the far corner, his stomach caught between anxiety and excitement, and that was the perfect blend to make his cock sit up and take notice. He flinched as he bent over to grab the box because the cock cage was suddenly much, much tighter. "You're going to blush so hard you'll break blood vessels, not that anyone will notice," Cameron said mysteriously as Brian put the box down and returned to his knees. He really wished he could strip and maybe even tease one or two of the guys into using him, but Cameron had set his foot down. During hell week, the pledges got hazed, and Brian's ass was off limits. Personally, Brian thought he was getting it a lot worse than the pledges.
Cameron pulled the tape off the box and pulled out a pile of brown fabric. Brian frowned at it, not really understanding it until he saw the wide cartoon head. He could only blink at it. It was a dog.
"What's that?" Jerry asked, his voice blurred by the many beers he'd downed.
"It's a dog, moron," Pete offered.
"No shit."
Cameron interrupted them with a low laugh. "We're going to find out how deep Brian's humiliation kink goes," he said, and just that tone of voice, the challenge and heat in it, made Brian's cock ache in its cage. Obviously Brian's kink went pretty deep, even if he hadn't ever given much thought to playing dress-up in the past.
"Will everyone see me?" Brian asked, his voice shaky as he was again caught on the edge between desire and humiliation. It was a fine line, but it was pretty obvious that his cock liked the idea.
"Oh, yeah," Cameron nodded with a smirk. Brian swallowed and didn't say anything else as he fingered a furry paw. This was going to be an interesting party.
After seeing Cameron's plans, Brian spent most of Saturday looking up furries and fursuits and plushies online. Seeing the costumes didn't do anything for Brian, but the idea of everyone at college seeing him in one was both humiliating and exciting. And the idea of Cameron spending that much money on him was more than a little exciting. When Cameron bellowed down the hall, Brian was absent-minded rubbing his thighs on either side of his cock cage as he watched a plush YouTube video. Since the frat had discovered his secret, he'd never gone one day without having sex with one of them, and now he'd gone five days with no sex at all. As he hurried down the hall toward the basement stairs, he was seriously tempted to jump a frat brother, knock him down, and give him a blow job.
"Ready for this, Toy?" Chad asked as he clapped a hand on Brian's shoulder.
"Totally not. That's the fun of it," Brian answered with a grin. Chad just shook his head as Brian headed down the steps.
"Strip, Toy," Cameron ordered as he leaned back in Tony's old seat on the worn leather couch. Brian hurried to obey, stripping off his clothes and putting them in a drawer.
"Someone's horny, he's plugged himself," Eli laughed.
"He's just afraid after a whole week off he's going to be too tight for Chad," Jerry said as he aimed a pillow at Chad.
"You're a jealous bitch," Chad said as he dropped onto one of the couches.
"Jealous of Cameron. Man, when are you putting Toy back on the market?" Eli asked as he rubbed his crotch.
"Jesus, get a girlfriend," Mark said.
"Yeah, but I have to buy a girlfriend flowers and shit. You can just order Toy to bend over and take it."
"That's sounding disrespectful of our toy's mighty fine ass," Cameron said thoughtfully as Brian knelt at his feet. Cameron rested his hand on Brian's shoulder. "Are you feeling disrespected?"
"Will it get me sex if I say yes?" Brian asked with a bit of a smirk. After all, he was kneeling on a rug that hid tie-down points where he could be spread out and taken by the whole frat.
"Slut," Cameron said, but he sounded amused, so Brian still hoped for a little sex. "If you jerks want Toy's ass, I think you should pay for it. After all, you mutts don't bring him flowers or jewelry, so I think you should pay up to show your respect for his very fine ass."
"Seriously?" Jerry asked.
"Chad, string the toy up and let's start the bidding," Cameron answered him. Brian was so shocked he could only kneel silently as Chad when to the cabinet and brought out heavy leather cuffs.
"You could outbid all of us," Eli complained. "This doesn't feel fair."
"I promise to not bid at all since he's my toy and I can use him whenever I want. So, let's see who has enough respect to pay out for this very fine ass of his."
Chad had come over, and Brian offered his hands, feeling heat gathering in his guts as Chad buckled the heavy leather around his wrists. When he finished, Chad locked a chain to the D-rings set into the cuffs and then gave it a tug. Brian's cock tried valiantly to harden as he was again bound and helpless in the middle of all his frat brothers. Moving just slow enough to make Chad pulled on the chain, Brian followed as Chad hooked the chain to a heavy hook set into one of the exposed ceiling beams.
The basement still looked normal enough, old 70's wood paneling, stained floor carpets over concrete floors, a heavy pool table at one end and tired furniture clustered around a television on the other. However, Brian could see all the ways it had changed in the last year. The carpet in front of the couch hid tie down points set into the concrete for restraining Brian spread eagle. Several of the beams had heavy hooks from which punching bags were sometimes hung, but usually it was Brian strung up so tight his toes barely touched the floor. A large locking cabinet had come down the narrow stairs in pieces and then been assembled to hide all the bondage equipment. One wall had a large rack that was supposed to be for sports equipment, but it was more often used to tie him to it.
"So, who's going to start the bidding?" Cameron asked cheerfully.
"I'll pay fifty bucks," Chad offered as he gave Brian's ass a sharp enough slap that Brian yelped with surprise and took a small step forward that used up all the slack in his chain. Chad chuckled before reaching up and pulling on a nipple.
"Hey, no manhandling the merchandise before purchase," Cameron insisted.
"I got sixty bucks," Eli offered. A couple of the other guys looked at each other, but the room was pretty quiet. Jerry and Zeke were whispering.
"Sixty? You mutts are seriously cheap," Cameron complained. "Toy, give 'em a show, let they see what they're missing."
Brian flushed with embarrassment, and Cameron's expression quickly turned to a scowl as he just stood there. Okay, a show, he could do that. Brian started rocking from side to side, widening his legs and wiggling his hips as he watched the others.
"Zeke and I will go in together for eighty," Jerry offered.
"Hey, no fair pooling the money like that," Eli complained, but Cameron already had a brilliant smile on his face.
"Eighty, now that's more like it."
Eli glowered for a second before he turned to the others. "I want Brian's ass, so who will go in this with me and take his mouth?" Brian reflexively licked his lips in anticipation of having a cock to suck.
"I'll go in with you for thirty," Pete offered as he sat forward on his chair. Brian smiled at Pete. He liked sucking him because it took so damn long for Pete to come. His jaw would be sore, and his nose full of the musk from Pete's groin and the smell of latex before the man would finally come with little more than a grunt.
"That makes my total offer ninety," Eli said triumphantly.
Chad spoke up as he studied Brian's chained form. "I'll pay seventy for his ass. Pete, you in for thirty with me?"
"Hell yeah."
"Well, that makes my offer a hundred even." Chad circled Brian as the rest of the room went quiet.
"A hundred, that's all?" Cameron asked as he looked at the room.
"Man, I just had to pay tuition. I'd pay more if I had more," Eli said with a huff as he leaned back and looked up at the ceiling. "Now I have to go try and talk my way into some girl's pants... compliment her on her dancing or her appreciation of French literature or some shit like that."
"Cheap bastards," Cameron sighed. "But he's all yours boys," Cameron said as he waved his hand toward Brian. "I expect all bills to be paid by the end of the week."
Chad smiled as he stepped forward and pulled on Brian's nipple so hard that Brian strained forward, trying to take some of the pressure off. Then Chad's hand wandered down over his stomach and to the cock cage. "How long has it been since you came, Toy?"
"Six days," he answered with a shiver. Chad's deep voice could do that to him every time.
"Whatta think, Pete, do we let him come or leave the cage on?"
"I want him focused on me, not wondering when he's going to get to come, so I vote leave it on, but you're paying the big bucks."
Chad didn't answer, but his fingers left the edge of the cage and wandered to Brian's hips, holding him in a bruising grip as he smiled down with a sadistic expression that left no doubt in Brian's mind. He would not be coming today. Reaching up, Chad unhooked the chain and pulled on the cuffs until Brian's hands were behind his head, leaving his body undefended and exposed. "Let's take this upstairs," Chad suggested as he pushed Brian, forcing him to walk in front as Chad held the chain.
"Sounds good," Pete agreed, and the Brian was going up the narrow stairs and out into the hall. A quick turn, past a bathroom, and then to the only main floor bedroom where Brian slept when he wasn't sleeping at the foot of the frat president's bed. A large bed sat in the middle of the room, and Chad pushed him down onto it and then used one large hand to hold the chain and the back of Brian's neck so that cool links pressed into his skin.
The plug came out and fingers immediately thrust into him, stretching and teasing. Brian spread his legs and tried to just accept, but the growing need to come made him squirm until Chad pulled his fingers out and slapped him on the ass hard enough to leave his whole butt hot and itching... and leaving him even more sexually frustrated.
"Need lube?" Pete asked.
"Yeah, probably. I should get him a plug as big as me."
"He wouldn't be able to walk."
"So?" Chad rumbled the word with amusement, and Brian's eyes watered at the very thought of a plug as large as Chad's monster. The bed tilted, but Brian's head was turned the wrong way to watch Pete climb up, and Chad still had his neck in an unforgiving grip. Cold lube hit his ass, and Brian gasped.
"What's the matter, Toy? Is your ass a little cold? Need some warming up?" Chad asked as he worked finger in him, pushing the lube deeper.
"I'm ready for his mouth," Pete said and Chad pulled on the chain, half lifting Brian by his arms, and he struggled to get his knees onto the bed and move into position to suck Pete's cock. It was already hard and the condom gave it a shiny look as Chad manhandled him into position. For a second, Chad continued to hold his hands back behind his head, and Brian reached down, mouthing the head of Pete's cock awkwardly before Chad lowered him into position and let his hands go. Brian quickly slipped his hands under him so he could hold his own weight at he worked on Pete's cock.
He worked his lips on the ridge around the head, feeling the cock twitch and throb in his mouth as hands pulled at his ankles. Brian happily spread his feet and then sank down onto Pete's cock until it hit the back of his throat. Suckily, Brain pulled back as Chad's cock pushed against his opening.
Without the cock cage, he would have come already, especially after a week of forced abstinence, but Brian had to ignore his painfully intense frustration as he worked the cock in his mouth, pulling back until he had only the head in his mouth and then taking it deep into his mouth. Pete's hands grabbed at his hair, fisting it tightly as Chad breached the ring of muscle. Brian groaned at the rough use and squirmed as his body demanded more.
Slowly, Chad sank into him, that huge cock making Brian struggle to even breathe as he tried to force himself to relax around the enormous invader. His cock screamed in need as Chad pressed hard into his prostate. Chad started pulling out, and the relief from pressure and the frustration at the need from more brought tears to Brian's eyes as he focused on the cock in his mouth. At first, Chad worked a slow rhythm, and Brian sucked and bobbed his own head on Pete's cock in time with Chad's thrusts. However, Chad was going to come a whole lot faster than Pete. He was still working Pete up to a full fullness when Chad's thrusts became fast and erratic, strong hands grabbing him by the waist and lifting him as Chad thrust in harder and harder, skin slapping against skin, until Chad roared and came.
For a second, Brian paused, his brain on pleasure overload with both ends stuffed full and Chad breathing heavily behind him. Then Chad pulled out and the bed tilted as he climbed off. Focusing on the cock in his mouth, Brian shifted around to get a better angle for the long-term job. He hadn't shifted more than an inch when strong hands caught him, pinning his legs to the bed. Brian tried to look, but Pete's hands on his hair pulled tight, forcing his face back into Pete's groin as Pete's cock slid deep into Brian's mouth and slipped into his throat, even with the awkward angle.
"Stay," Chad said as he slapped the inside of first one of Brian's thighs and then the other. "I paid good money for this ass, and I'm going to see if I can't get a little of it back. Until Pete there comes, I'll offer any man who wants a chance to have your ass for fifteen bucks. I may even come out ahead," Chad said with a final slap to Brian's ass. He walked out, and Pete's grip on his head eased, allowing him to pull back and gasp for air through his nose.
Focusing on the cock at hand, Brian lay with his legs sprawled open waiting for the next frat brother to come and thrust into him for the price of fifteen dollars. And with his mouth around Pete's cock, as it would be for a good long time, Brian wouldn't even know which frat brother was behind him. His cock gave a hard twitch and threatened to come, cock cage or no. By the time Cameron put him in that dog suit, Brian was going to be willing to do anything if he could only come, he realized. And that's what made Cameron so damn good at playing with his Toy.
This continues the very kinky story from my last kink bingo card
Brian and the Frat Boys 1: Gangbang
( Brian and the Frat Boys 2: Kink Bingo: Spanking )
( Brian and the Frat Boys 3: Kink Bingo: Chastity Devices )
( Brian and the Frat Boys 4: Kink Bingo: Dirty Talk )
( Brian and the Frat Boys 5: Kink Bingo: Temperature Play )
Title: Brian and the Frat Boys
Pairing: Brian/Frat House
Rated: ADULT
Fandom: The Fast and the Furious.
Summary: It's a new year, and there's a new frat president, but Brian's life is still very much the same. Not beta'ed. Point out any mistakes, and I'll fix them.
Brian watched the pledges leave the basement struggling not to laugh. The frat party was their last obstacle to becoming full-fledged members, but he was guessing that Brandon was going to wimp out and at least one of the others might follow.
"Wimps," Chad huffed.
"No joke," Cameron complained. He snapped his fingers and Brian slipped to the floor at Cameron's feet, kneeling silently. "You'd think we asked them to come to the party naked, not dressed like subs."
Eli belched loudly. "I don't like Brandon. Did you catch the look on his face?"
"Oh yeah," Cameron agreed. "What do you think, Toy, will Brandon show up?"
"He almost pissed his pants just hearing the words sub and leather," Brian said with a dismissive snort.
Eli laughed. "I wish he would have. Now that would be funny. Short of him pissing his pants, he's just boring. I'm saying it's a 'no' to that dweeb, even if he shows up at the party."
"Me too," Chad said, and then his head fell back against the couch as he returned to the land of the blissfully passed out.
"But Toy is not going dressed like those dweebish pledges," Cameron insisted. "I got something special for our boy." Cameron pointed toward the far end of the basement. "Go get the box behind the pool table." Cameron prodded Brian with his shoe, and he got up and headed for the far corner, his stomach caught between anxiety and excitement, and that was the perfect blend to make his cock sit up and take notice. He flinched as he bent over to grab the box because the cock cage was suddenly much, much tighter. "You're going to blush so hard you'll break blood vessels, not that anyone will notice," Cameron said mysteriously as Brian put the box down and returned to his knees. He really wished he could strip and maybe even tease one or two of the guys into using him, but Cameron had set his foot down. During hell week, the pledges got hazed, and Brian's ass was off limits. Personally, Brian thought he was getting it a lot worse than the pledges.
Cameron pulled the tape off the box and pulled out a pile of brown fabric. Brian frowned at it, not really understanding it until he saw the wide cartoon head. He could only blink at it. It was a dog.
"What's that?" Jerry asked, his voice blurred by the many beers he'd downed.
"It's a dog, moron," Pete offered.
"No shit."
Cameron interrupted them with a low laugh. "We're going to find out how deep Brian's humiliation kink goes," he said, and just that tone of voice, the challenge and heat in it, made Brian's cock ache in its cage. Obviously Brian's kink went pretty deep, even if he hadn't ever given much thought to playing dress-up in the past.
"Will everyone see me?" Brian asked, his voice shaky as he was again caught on the edge between desire and humiliation. It was a fine line, but it was pretty obvious that his cock liked the idea.
"Oh, yeah," Cameron nodded with a smirk. Brian swallowed and didn't say anything else as he fingered a furry paw. This was going to be an interesting party.
After seeing Cameron's plans, Brian spent most of Saturday looking up furries and fursuits and plushies online. Seeing the costumes didn't do anything for Brian, but the idea of everyone at college seeing him in one was both humiliating and exciting. And the idea of Cameron spending that much money on him was more than a little exciting. When Cameron bellowed down the hall, Brian was absent-minded rubbing his thighs on either side of his cock cage as he watched a plush YouTube video. Since the frat had discovered his secret, he'd never gone one day without having sex with one of them, and now he'd gone five days with no sex at all. As he hurried down the hall toward the basement stairs, he was seriously tempted to jump a frat brother, knock him down, and give him a blow job.
"Ready for this, Toy?" Chad asked as he clapped a hand on Brian's shoulder.
"Totally not. That's the fun of it," Brian answered with a grin. Chad just shook his head as Brian headed down the steps.
"Strip, Toy," Cameron ordered as he leaned back in Tony's old seat on the worn leather couch. Brian hurried to obey, stripping off his clothes and putting them in a drawer.
"Someone's horny, he's plugged himself," Eli laughed.
"He's just afraid after a whole week off he's going to be too tight for Chad," Jerry said as he aimed a pillow at Chad.
"You're a jealous bitch," Chad said as he dropped onto one of the couches.
"Jealous of Cameron. Man, when are you putting Toy back on the market?" Eli asked as he rubbed his crotch.
"Jesus, get a girlfriend," Mark said.
"Yeah, but I have to buy a girlfriend flowers and shit. You can just order Toy to bend over and take it."
"That's sounding disrespectful of our toy's mighty fine ass," Cameron said thoughtfully as Brian knelt at his feet. Cameron rested his hand on Brian's shoulder. "Are you feeling disrespected?"
"Will it get me sex if I say yes?" Brian asked with a bit of a smirk. After all, he was kneeling on a rug that hid tie-down points where he could be spread out and taken by the whole frat.
"Slut," Cameron said, but he sounded amused, so Brian still hoped for a little sex. "If you jerks want Toy's ass, I think you should pay for it. After all, you mutts don't bring him flowers or jewelry, so I think you should pay up to show your respect for his very fine ass."
"Seriously?" Jerry asked.
"Chad, string the toy up and let's start the bidding," Cameron answered him. Brian was so shocked he could only kneel silently as Chad when to the cabinet and brought out heavy leather cuffs.
"You could outbid all of us," Eli complained. "This doesn't feel fair."
"I promise to not bid at all since he's my toy and I can use him whenever I want. So, let's see who has enough respect to pay out for this very fine ass of his."
Chad had come over, and Brian offered his hands, feeling heat gathering in his guts as Chad buckled the heavy leather around his wrists. When he finished, Chad locked a chain to the D-rings set into the cuffs and then gave it a tug. Brian's cock tried valiantly to harden as he was again bound and helpless in the middle of all his frat brothers. Moving just slow enough to make Chad pulled on the chain, Brian followed as Chad hooked the chain to a heavy hook set into one of the exposed ceiling beams.
The basement still looked normal enough, old 70's wood paneling, stained floor carpets over concrete floors, a heavy pool table at one end and tired furniture clustered around a television on the other. However, Brian could see all the ways it had changed in the last year. The carpet in front of the couch hid tie down points set into the concrete for restraining Brian spread eagle. Several of the beams had heavy hooks from which punching bags were sometimes hung, but usually it was Brian strung up so tight his toes barely touched the floor. A large locking cabinet had come down the narrow stairs in pieces and then been assembled to hide all the bondage equipment. One wall had a large rack that was supposed to be for sports equipment, but it was more often used to tie him to it.
"So, who's going to start the bidding?" Cameron asked cheerfully.
"I'll pay fifty bucks," Chad offered as he gave Brian's ass a sharp enough slap that Brian yelped with surprise and took a small step forward that used up all the slack in his chain. Chad chuckled before reaching up and pulling on a nipple.
"Hey, no manhandling the merchandise before purchase," Cameron insisted.
"I got sixty bucks," Eli offered. A couple of the other guys looked at each other, but the room was pretty quiet. Jerry and Zeke were whispering.
"Sixty? You mutts are seriously cheap," Cameron complained. "Toy, give 'em a show, let they see what they're missing."
Brian flushed with embarrassment, and Cameron's expression quickly turned to a scowl as he just stood there. Okay, a show, he could do that. Brian started rocking from side to side, widening his legs and wiggling his hips as he watched the others.
"Zeke and I will go in together for eighty," Jerry offered.
"Hey, no fair pooling the money like that," Eli complained, but Cameron already had a brilliant smile on his face.
"Eighty, now that's more like it."
Eli glowered for a second before he turned to the others. "I want Brian's ass, so who will go in this with me and take his mouth?" Brian reflexively licked his lips in anticipation of having a cock to suck.
"I'll go in with you for thirty," Pete offered as he sat forward on his chair. Brian smiled at Pete. He liked sucking him because it took so damn long for Pete to come. His jaw would be sore, and his nose full of the musk from Pete's groin and the smell of latex before the man would finally come with little more than a grunt.
"That makes my total offer ninety," Eli said triumphantly.
Chad spoke up as he studied Brian's chained form. "I'll pay seventy for his ass. Pete, you in for thirty with me?"
"Hell yeah."
"Well, that makes my offer a hundred even." Chad circled Brian as the rest of the room went quiet.
"A hundred, that's all?" Cameron asked as he looked at the room.
"Man, I just had to pay tuition. I'd pay more if I had more," Eli said with a huff as he leaned back and looked up at the ceiling. "Now I have to go try and talk my way into some girl's pants... compliment her on her dancing or her appreciation of French literature or some shit like that."
"Cheap bastards," Cameron sighed. "But he's all yours boys," Cameron said as he waved his hand toward Brian. "I expect all bills to be paid by the end of the week."
Chad smiled as he stepped forward and pulled on Brian's nipple so hard that Brian strained forward, trying to take some of the pressure off. Then Chad's hand wandered down over his stomach and to the cock cage. "How long has it been since you came, Toy?"
"Six days," he answered with a shiver. Chad's deep voice could do that to him every time.
"Whatta think, Pete, do we let him come or leave the cage on?"
"I want him focused on me, not wondering when he's going to get to come, so I vote leave it on, but you're paying the big bucks."
Chad didn't answer, but his fingers left the edge of the cage and wandered to Brian's hips, holding him in a bruising grip as he smiled down with a sadistic expression that left no doubt in Brian's mind. He would not be coming today. Reaching up, Chad unhooked the chain and pulled on the cuffs until Brian's hands were behind his head, leaving his body undefended and exposed. "Let's take this upstairs," Chad suggested as he pushed Brian, forcing him to walk in front as Chad held the chain.
"Sounds good," Pete agreed, and the Brian was going up the narrow stairs and out into the hall. A quick turn, past a bathroom, and then to the only main floor bedroom where Brian slept when he wasn't sleeping at the foot of the frat president's bed. A large bed sat in the middle of the room, and Chad pushed him down onto it and then used one large hand to hold the chain and the back of Brian's neck so that cool links pressed into his skin.
The plug came out and fingers immediately thrust into him, stretching and teasing. Brian spread his legs and tried to just accept, but the growing need to come made him squirm until Chad pulled his fingers out and slapped him on the ass hard enough to leave his whole butt hot and itching... and leaving him even more sexually frustrated.
"Need lube?" Pete asked.
"Yeah, probably. I should get him a plug as big as me."
"He wouldn't be able to walk."
"So?" Chad rumbled the word with amusement, and Brian's eyes watered at the very thought of a plug as large as Chad's monster. The bed tilted, but Brian's head was turned the wrong way to watch Pete climb up, and Chad still had his neck in an unforgiving grip. Cold lube hit his ass, and Brian gasped.
"What's the matter, Toy? Is your ass a little cold? Need some warming up?" Chad asked as he worked finger in him, pushing the lube deeper.
"I'm ready for his mouth," Pete said and Chad pulled on the chain, half lifting Brian by his arms, and he struggled to get his knees onto the bed and move into position to suck Pete's cock. It was already hard and the condom gave it a shiny look as Chad manhandled him into position. For a second, Chad continued to hold his hands back behind his head, and Brian reached down, mouthing the head of Pete's cock awkwardly before Chad lowered him into position and let his hands go. Brian quickly slipped his hands under him so he could hold his own weight at he worked on Pete's cock.
He worked his lips on the ridge around the head, feeling the cock twitch and throb in his mouth as hands pulled at his ankles. Brian happily spread his feet and then sank down onto Pete's cock until it hit the back of his throat. Suckily, Brain pulled back as Chad's cock pushed against his opening.
Without the cock cage, he would have come already, especially after a week of forced abstinence, but Brian had to ignore his painfully intense frustration as he worked the cock in his mouth, pulling back until he had only the head in his mouth and then taking it deep into his mouth. Pete's hands grabbed at his hair, fisting it tightly as Chad breached the ring of muscle. Brian groaned at the rough use and squirmed as his body demanded more.
Slowly, Chad sank into him, that huge cock making Brian struggle to even breathe as he tried to force himself to relax around the enormous invader. His cock screamed in need as Chad pressed hard into his prostate. Chad started pulling out, and the relief from pressure and the frustration at the need from more brought tears to Brian's eyes as he focused on the cock in his mouth. At first, Chad worked a slow rhythm, and Brian sucked and bobbed his own head on Pete's cock in time with Chad's thrusts. However, Chad was going to come a whole lot faster than Pete. He was still working Pete up to a full fullness when Chad's thrusts became fast and erratic, strong hands grabbing him by the waist and lifting him as Chad thrust in harder and harder, skin slapping against skin, until Chad roared and came.
For a second, Brian paused, his brain on pleasure overload with both ends stuffed full and Chad breathing heavily behind him. Then Chad pulled out and the bed tilted as he climbed off. Focusing on the cock in his mouth, Brian shifted around to get a better angle for the long-term job. He hadn't shifted more than an inch when strong hands caught him, pinning his legs to the bed. Brian tried to look, but Pete's hands on his hair pulled tight, forcing his face back into Pete's groin as Pete's cock slid deep into Brian's mouth and slipped into his throat, even with the awkward angle.
"Stay," Chad said as he slapped the inside of first one of Brian's thighs and then the other. "I paid good money for this ass, and I'm going to see if I can't get a little of it back. Until Pete there comes, I'll offer any man who wants a chance to have your ass for fifteen bucks. I may even come out ahead," Chad said with a final slap to Brian's ass. He walked out, and Pete's grip on his head eased, allowing him to pull back and gasp for air through his nose.
Focusing on the cock at hand, Brian lay with his legs sprawled open waiting for the next frat brother to come and thrust into him for the price of fifteen dollars. And with his mouth around Pete's cock, as it would be for a good long time, Brian wouldn't even know which frat brother was behind him. His cock gave a hard twitch and threatened to come, cock cage or no. By the time Cameron put him in that dog suit, Brian was going to be willing to do anything if he could only come, he realized. And that's what made Cameron so damn good at playing with his Toy.