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You’d always thought your jacked roommate was a little cute but he was such an asshole that even the idea of kissing him made you want to die. Plus he was a straight dude-bro. Sure he’d joke about pounding your ass if he couldn’t find any pussy, but that was just so much heternormative preening. If he was bi, it would almost be worse than if he was straight. Bluh, you didn’t need guys like that on the team. 

…At least that’s what sober you thought. Drunk, horny you wanted Geoff to take your girlfriend in front of you, beat you up, and fuck your ass. You thought about…more often than you’d like. So when the opportunity came to drink in the apartment, just the three of you, you eagerly took it. Burning with shame the whole time, you fed your gf drinks and encouraged strip poker. Then truth or dare. Nature took its course as your roomie humiliated you and hit on Celine. Soon enough she was topless and he had dared her to to suck his dick. 

She was drunk but not that far gone. She looked to you; though if imploring you to stop this or to give a blessing you couldn’t say. You impotently shrugged. Celine shot you a disappointed glare and turned to Geoff. In moments she had his impressive cock out and in her mouth, going to town on it. Your roommate mocked you and told Celine what a pathetic boyfriend you were, how much better he’d be at satisfying her. Suddenly she stopped.

“No fair!” he whined. “You took the dare.”

“You didn’t ask me to get you off…”

“Fine, I dare yo-”

“Uh, uh, my turn,” she said, holding a finger to his lips. “I dare you to go get my bf’s condoms from his top drawer and use as many of them on me as you can….The box is nearly full…”

And so they fucked for hours. Taking short breaks every two or three of his orgasms, making out and cuddling while he recharged. A  few times they nearly fell asleep but one would always rouse the other to go again. You tried to interrupt each break, saying it was time for your dare but Celine just shook her head and said Geoff hadn’t fucked all he could, had he? He agreed heartily, laughing at you. 

This wasn’t nearly as hot as you had imagined it. You were ashamed and annoyed. You tried to go to bed but Celine reprimanded you sharply, saying you couldn’t leave in the middle of the game. You muttered something bitterly. Geoff slapped you, hard. 

“Be a fucking man and speak aloud, you pussy. And show your girl some respect. Well, if she is still yours. Maybe she’s mine now, hmm? Show my girl some respect, at least, bitch boy.”

That seemed to really get Celine going. She pushed you aside roughly and pounced on your roommate. In a moment he was fucking her against the wall and telling her she was his bitch. Celine cooed.

Eventually they went through all nine condoms. Celine dipped her fingers in some of the spent ones and fed the contents to you, telling Geoff about your shameful little crush on him. Roomie Geoff smirked. His penis miraculously came to life again. 

“Wow babe! Your roommate is insatiable. Why don’t you jump in and take one for your girlfriend?”

“Fuck you both! Dares over. He used the condoms up.”

You were on the floor. Huh? Your cheek hurt like hell. He’d punched you! 

“What did I say about respect? Do what my bitch says and maybe she’ll still make a show of going out with you while she comes to me for her needs.”

Pain exploded in your ribs. He’d kicked you! Hard. Wham! And again. And again!

“Alright bitch boy, use your dare to beg me to fuck you and I’ll stop.”

“Screw you!” WHAM! Another kick.

“Bad choice.” Geoff said, clucking his tongue in mock dismay. Celine was on Geoff’s arm making satisfied sounds. Apparently your pain caused her great pleasure. That broke you. You wanted this, primally. But you also couldn’t take any more pain. The pain took all the edge off your desire and you’d have done anything to just let it end. Yet still…you really wanted it at the same time. 

“…Please, I beg you…I DARE you, to fuck me.”

*slap!* “And to make you my boy bitch”

“And to make me your boy bitch”

*slap!* “Master”

“I dare you to fuck my ass and make me your boy bitch…Master.”

“Guess I can’t say no to a dare. And it wouldn’t be right fucking a boy bitch with a condom so good thing you’re out.”

He had Celine lube your ass with his own cum and fucked you hard. Mercilessly. It seemed to go on forever. How could he have such stamina?

“Thanks for the toy, Celine.”

“No problem, Geoff darling.”

“…You know this feels awful good without those bothersome condoms. Wanna give it a try after, babe?”

Your girlfriend bit her lip and moaned.

“Oh but I’m not on not on birth control and it’s a bad time in my cycle, honey”

“You’re fertile?”

She just moaned and nodded, biting her lip harder.

“In that case…I dare you.”

When she went off to college, she kept texting me about how I was too dumb and weak to make it at that intense academic pace. That I might as well not even try. Just drop out of high school now, she said, before I disappointed our parents. I’d always been a straight A student, but somehow I knew she was right. I was weak, I’d crack under the pressure. Her constant humiliation had shown me how inferior I was.

She started sending me photos of her fucking hot guys. I was so confused and felt ashamed at being turned on. My sister said losers like me who couldn’t get girls were humiliated even worse in college. And I certainly didn’t think I could compete with these guys, did I? I’d actually had very pretty girlfriends. But my sister always got close to them and then they’d dump me mysteriously. Sis said she tried to convince them to stay but I was too pathetic. Eventually girls wouldn’t talk to me at all. They could see my weakness.

I skyped her crying, saying I didn’t want to drop out but I knew I had to. She harshly scolded me for not being able to make the right choice on my own. She ordered me to pack my things and then dictated a note to leave for our parents. She said she’d take care of everything for her pathetic baby brother. I’d go to her city and get some menial job to pay for an apartment for her. She’d look after me.

It was the right choice. I was heart-broken at first, but when I got there everything fell into place. When she doesn’t have male company, Sis even lets me sleep at the foot of her bed. I feel complete, being so close to her perfection. And all she asks are small favors. Like she hates walking to the bathroom to pee in the middle of the night, so I just have to take care of that for her…

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Your heart sinks. What an anniversary gift. One year since your first date at this very restaurant. She had angrily demanded monogamy when you had suggested an open relationship shortly after that date. You apologized profusely. It had been your best friend’s crazy idea. Former best friend. He said any girl would totally leave you if you tried to be monogamous. You’d never dated anyone; didn’t know any better. It must have been his prank but it was too far. You promised her you’d never to bring it up again and broke off contact with the friend.

Turns out she got this “friend’s” number from your phone and texted him a piece of her mind. 
She berated him fiercely.

He replied: “Lol, you’d be a saint to stay monogamous with that limp dicked fool. I love the cuck but you’ll see I wasn’t lying”. Soon after you two started having sex…she texted him again. “Fuck, I think you were right. He’s the sweetest guy I know but I need more… God, why are you my only confidante now? I’m still way too jealous for an open relationship, though…”  His reply was swift, “Duh, just cheat on him. And, yes, you can come to my place for a proper fuck any time. What are friends for?”

She tells you, “So I really think we owe your friend an apology. I mean, you do. You can see how I apologized. Multiple times. But I mean, he gave you solid advice. Any girl would leave you if she didn’t have someone else to satisfy her urges. And look at how ungratefully you have shunned him since then. I really think your apology should be to give him your ticket for our romantic weekend get-away. That seems fair, don’t you think?”

You climb onto her cock even though in your post-orgasmic state it doesn’t do anything but cause you pain. You wouldn’t want her to limit herself to just one orgasm after all. That would just be cruel. You ride her enthusiastically and beg her to destroy your orifices. You get excited again but she refuses to let you touch yourself. She knows how excited you are and doesn’t want it to end so soon again. Things go on for quite some time…

You might need that feeling, actually. After you get used to it. Maybe it will be the only thing you can get off to? Wouldn’t that just be pathetic? Needing to stick your dick in other guys’ cum? Maybe you’ll miss it when it’s not there?

Shhh, don’t cry. Just let me guide you in. There, there. Isn’t it all nice and warm squishy? Just focus on the sensation. This is your new normal. You’re a cuckold. This is what sex feels like now and forever. Shhh, shhh. This is good. You need this. You love the humiliating sensation.

Oh my god. You just came!? You really are pathetic. That’s so hot. I’m never letting you in me again unless I’ve just fucked someone else. But don’t worry, that will be pretty often. Now eat me out and taste the fruits of your labor. And your best man’s.

“Wha – How?!”

“My hand just slipped!”

“Why is that assholes number even in your phone?”

“Well, remember that time you welshed on the arm wrestling bet?”

“I never agreed to that.”

“I know, but you did arm wrestle him.”

“He wouldn’t let go of my hand! He just grabbed it.”

“But eventually you gave in. And he beat you fair and square.”

“Yes and he demanded my phone so he could copy the info of every girl I know. To rape them in front of me, he said. So you think I should have given it over?”

“Well I guess not, but you know how I feel about honoring agreements. I felt bad for him…so I agreed to give him my number.”

“Jesus.”

“Hey! I saved your ass. He said he was going to beat you into the curb otherwise.”

“He did!”

“Just a little…he only sucker punched you and kneed you in the balls. I’ve seen him do worse to you. This was fair since he only got part of what you owed, right?”

“No! I hardly see how any of that is fair.”

“He really wanted your sister’s number…”

“…damn, well I appreciate you protecting her.”

“I mean, I did give her his number.”

“What!?”

“She tricked me! She got me to play truth or dare and then asked for the contact info of the guy with the biggest dick I’d ever seen. I couldn’t welsh. Not like some people.”

“Whu, bu, how do you even know his dick size?!”

“Silly boy. What do you think a man like him has been texting me?”

You had noticed your best friend’s lustful looks, undressing your wife with his eyes. You brought it up with her to see if she wanted you to make him stop. She was genuinely surprised, incredulous. She paid really close attention after that. You could tell she noticed, but she kept denying it. “You’re totally imagining things; jealousy has driven you to hallucinate.” Maybe you were? But then was she dressing and acting more sexy in front of him? She teased you relentlessly when you mentioned it now, so you stopped bringing it up. 

You had him over for Christmas Eve since none of you would be with family. Right before your friend knocked, your wife had shown you the crazy sexy lingerie she was wearing underneath a short Ms Claus dress. You couldn’t wait to get her alone. But soon you were getting so sleepy from the eggnog. “It’s barely alcoholic, honey. We’ve had even more than you and you don’t see us falling asleep.” You’d just close your eyes for a minute…

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You were woken by the sound of something hitting the floorboards just outside your bedroom over and over. You’d left your boyfriend and your friend downstairs in the living room finishing the movie, when you’d decided to call it a night and hit the bed before they did, expecting your boyfriend to come up after a short while. As you opened the door, you found your boy on the floor, being literally throatfucked by your friend, who hadn’t even bothered to take his shorts off and had simply pulled his rock hard cock out and shoved it in your boy’s mouth. Your boyfriend was too busy trying not to choke on that piece of rock hard meat being forced down his throat to look at you, but your friend did….not that the thud of your boy’s head hitting the floor over and over stopped until he’d emptied himself as deep as he could in his mouth. He simply got up, leaving your boy gasping for air as cum ran down his lips, turned around and walked into the guest room, closing the door behind him. By the look of sheer lust on your boyfriend’s face, as he tried to compose himself and pull himself up off the floor, you knew he’d be waking him up in the morning by milking another load down his throat….

Your friend had always said he was straight. And…he probably was. He was just that devoted to humiliating you and beating you. Ever since high school you had been fierce competitors but he always seemed to win. He was a sore winner. Bragging and carrying on about how pathetic you were. He even fucked your girlfriend and told the whole school. You went to a different college, but somehow when your brought your new girlfriend home for just a weekend he managed to repeat this feat. So it wasn’t exactly to get away from him and this humiliation that you decided to explore your bisexual tendencies. But it wasn’t exactly not. Now that you were both adults you thought you could be friends again. Yet the other day he had teased you he could get your boyfriend to prefer his dick.You just laughed. …Apparently he had been serious. Now you knew your boyfriend would never look at you the same. You were a cuck now. Why did that burn of shame feel so good?