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The night of drinking and dares with Jess, Ethan, and his friend marked another big transition for the apartment along a few different dimensions.
First, the intense humiliation of running through the building in a pair of Jess’ panties, followed by standing around in them while she sucked two thick cocks right in front of me, broke some kind of shame barrier in my head.
Now I still would get a rush of humiliation from doing something like that again, but I wasn’t as averse to it. I’d even started getting turned on a little from the idea of being embarrassed in that way.
Jess would go further in pushing me out of my comfort zone for her own pleasure, and I started giving in more often.
I was now wearing her panties almost every day, at her request. She’d also ask me to do things for her that would get me around the apartment wearing nothing but her underwear.
A request like “Can you grab me some water from the kitchen?” while we were hanging out in bed without clothes on would see me walking through our apartment in a pair of red lacy boyshorts, regardless of if Ethan was around.
If anything, I liked having these excuses to be nearly nude around him. Ethan never failed to swat my bottom if he saw my round little buns in a pair of Jess’ panties, and honestly, I enjoyed the positive attention. The sharp smack from his big hands didn’t hurt things, either.
I wasn’t sure if it came from a place of him liking me in panties, the image reminded him of Jess and turned him on, or if it was just fun between bros in his mind.
Secondly, that night seemed to bring Jess and Ethan closer together as well. The everyday sexual tension in our apartment had ramped up since then, and there was almost always a horny energy between us all, but this was especially true between the other two.
I’d routinely come home to see Jess sucking the hell out of Ethan’s huge cock in common areas. He’d occasionally interrupt our conversations or date nights at home to start frenetically making out with Jess in front of me.
One time, Ethan even came into our room while we were having sex after he must have heard the sounds Jess and I were making. She was riding me, but he came over, shirtless, already hard cock sticking out of his pants, pulled her off of me, and holding her up with one arm, used his other hand to insert his erection into Jess’ pussy.
Don’t get me wrong, I still would rather have been fucking Jess, but that experience turned me on in surprising ways. Having this real man literally take my girlfriend from me by pulling her off of me with his strength and fucking her in her arms with my little dick now exposed was exhilarating.
I still felt pangs of jealousy during acts like these, but I’d be lying if I said that masturbating to this happening a couple feet away from me didn’t make me cum harder than I usually would.
Following the dare I vetoed from that drunken night, Jess hadn’t let up in trying to initiate sexual contact between Ethan and I. If anything, she’d been trying even harder, maybe sensing my resignation that I knew she’d eventually get what she wanted.
It was hard to say no to her when this was something that was very visibly making her so happy, and if I’m being honest, also made our sex life together better as well.
One morning, Ethan had come into our bedroom while Jess and I were still lazing around in bed to claim his daily blowjob. This was mostly a formality now; Jess would often suck him off more than once per day, or blow him earlier in the day and fuck him later.
This morning I was naked in our bed, but didn’t really mind Ethan seeing me completelyl nude any more, just as he didn’t mind me seeing him in the buff (I know, I know, that’s different).
Ethan stepped up to the bed already sporting a half-boner and pointed to it without speaking a word. Jess pulled out of her position cuddling me and dove on the hard cock with glee.
After a solid thirty seconds of sucking and licking, Jess slyly told me to “Come over here!” Ethan’s cock was how fully hard, a really impressive piece she held up in one hand with some effort.
“I don’t want to suck it,” I said, hesitantly climbing closer to Jess and the cock.
“I know, I just want to try something,” Jess giggled, clearly having some impish little trick planned. I brought my head closer to hers but still out of range of Ethan’s massive member.
Jess then quickly swung Ethan’s cock from the base, slapping it into my face, and burst out laughing, and Ethan even chuckled a bit. I thought I was far enough away from the penis, but it was longer than I thought, especially up close.
My mouth dropped open out of shock and I jumped back, yelping “Ow!” It was an instinctive reaction, but even though I wasn’t really in pain, I was surprised by the hit.
His cock was WAY heavier than I expected; the thump to the side of my face actually shook me. Even after the events of the past few months, it was also weirdly one of the more emasculating things that had happened to me – this was the most Çankaya Escort literal version of Ethan proving he was more of a man than I was, and it even hurt a little.
I’d come into contact with this cock before, but hadn’t had it shoved in my face before, and definitely not in a context this humiliating. Jess was clearly enjoying her little prank.
“Oh my god, it actually left a mark on your face!” she laughed. “Why don’t you cock slap Ethan back for revenge?” This made her grin even more.
Unfortunately for Jess, I knew Ethan wouldn’t be down for this, but he didn’t have to say anything because I sheepishly backed off anyway. There was no way I was going to emasculate myself so directly by attempting to hurt someone back with this little dick.
Still, Jess took her first step toward getting me into contact with her favourite cock. I was really embarrassed in the moment, but seeing my face in the mirror later and still having the print from his dick visible on my cheek turned me on in retrospect.
A small part of me wanted Ethan to make me his totally the way he did with Jess. The kind of attention that comes with being taken like that was very desirable to me.
The cock slap also kickstarted acts where Ethan would dominate me directly, instead of just indirectly through Jess or with her around. For instance, one time I was walking through the apartment to grab a snack for Jess, who was waiting back in our bedroom.
I was in the kitchen in nothing but a dark purple g-string of Jess’. I heard Ethan moving around behind me and wondered if he had seen me. Suddenly, I got pushed down, now bent over the counter.
With my ass pointing out, Ethan gave it a harder spank than he had before, and my dick almost instantly shot up behind the purple fabric.
“Don’t let me catch those buns around here again, or there’s more where that came from,” Ethan joked. I still wasn’t sure if this was just fun roughhousing for him, or if he was starting to get off on dominating me.
When I got back to the bedroom, Jess took less joy in the snack I’d brought her than she did in the large handprint spanning my whole right butt cheek. I wished that handprint could have lasted way longer than it did.
Jess’ job usually allowed her a lot of flexibility, but there was a point around a month after the big drunken dares night where it required her to go on a business trip that would last a few weeks.
She kept letting me know how much she’d miss me and spent more time hugging and cuddling me in the days before the trip.
The last few days before Jess left, she was also very careful to take advantage of her remaining time by having as much sex as she could. It just happened that most of this was with Ethan.
They were fucking all over the apartment, on the couches, in the shower, in our bedroom. They even fucked a bunch in Ethan’s bedroom, which made me wonder what they did in there that they needed the privacy.
The last night, Jess did set aside time to give me a blowjob on our bed. She was licking me up and down my shaft tenderly and kissing the head with loving care. She was aroused enough by handling a dick that she was impatiently wiggling her hips around, a sight I enjoyed while getting sucked because she was wearing only a revealing thong.
“Make sure you take care of Ethan while I’m gone too,” she said in a tone that was somewhere between joking and lecturing me. I didn’t know what I could do to take care of a grown man who she wasn’t even dating.
Outside the door, we could hear Ethan enter the apartment and walking by our bedroom.
“Ethan! Come fuck me!” Jess called out to him. My heart sunk a little bit, as I was hoping we’d get to spend a little time alone the night before she left. The idea of a threesome with Jess (as opposed to the alternative of a twosome between them while I’m just present) did appeal to me though.
Ethan came in, saw her laying prone on the bed in her thong, and got straight to business, stripping down his pants, giving his cock a few jerks, pulling her thong aside, and impaling her.
Jess distractedly continued to suck my dick with more excitement, and the energy got to me faster than I’d like to admit. I came in her mouth within a minute of Ethan entering her, but that was just the beginning for them.
Ethan kept pounding against Jess’ round ass for over twenty minutes after I blew my load, and she got off twice during that time. Spending our last night together for the next few weeks by having her get fucked senseless on top of me, staring right into her face as a bigger man kept her in a state of ecstasy, was not my top choice.
Eventually, Ethan came inside Jess (an act I think was rushed on purpose as a favour to me, because he often would last many times longer than that), and we spent the night cuddled together, her twiddling with my little dick with one hand while still full of another man’s cum.
We kept in contact by text and phone calls whenever we could, and Jess didn’t Keçiören Escort stop giving me requests to try to push me out of my comfort zone, even though she was across the country.
She still made me wear her panties while she was gone (I almost wonder if she left most of her more revealing ones back home for me), and took it one step further by stopping me from wearing any other clothes over them around the apartment.
I purposely tried to stay out of our bedroom as much as possible, secretly hoping Ethan would catch me and teach me a lesson.
During video calls, she had even started giving more extreme requests if Ethan was also around the apartment, knowing that she’d be able to catch sight of them on camera.
“Give Ethan a kiss on the cheek!” she giddily giggled through the phone in earshot of him.
“Lay it on me bro,” Ethan joked. It was an innocent enough demand so I didn’t have a problem walking over and giving him a peck on the cheek with the phone camera pointed toward us for Jess to see.
She smiled so widely she couldn’t contain it, and squealed when she heard the sharp crack of a spank as Ethan took the opportunity to smack my bum (clad in cheeky panties with a floral pattern today) as I leaned in.
Another time, she upped the ante, demanding “Hold his cock up for me, I miss it! I want to see it!” I’m sure she did, but also suspected this was just a ruse to get me to handle Ethan’s penis directly. The excuse was plausible enough though for me to reluctantly do it for Jess.
Ethan heard the call from across the room, stood up, and pulled his tight briefs down (we’d taken to both hanging around the apartment in our underwear often now that it was more of a man cave for us guys). His flaccid but still massive cock swung out, and I knelt in front of it, and pointed the camera at us.
This was the first time I’d held his cock in my hands. I had gotten a sense of the weight of it when it had clubbed me in the face, but that was for a fleeting second. It was another thing entirely to have it resting in my hand.
Holy shit, this thing really was fucking HUGE. This was a weapon. My hand could barely close around it and it wasn’t even fully hard.
“Oh my god! This is hot!” Jess squealed, and I snapped out of my daze. Without realizing it, I had subconsciously given Ethan a couple light slow strokes, and the cock was beginning to harden. I let go, embarrassed, and Jess and I continued our call.
I kept swallowing as our conversation began again, now realizing that my mouth had been watering hard. I later reflected on what had happened. If I was being honest with myself, I had begun to really like Ethan’s cock. Or maybe it was just what it represented, his domination over me.
Either way, I masturbated in my bedroom thinking about it for the first time. Not just what it would do to Jess, but what it could do to me.
A week into Jess’ trip, she texted me to let me know she had gone out to experience the nightlife in the city she was staying in, had brought a guy back to her hotel room, and that they had slept together.
She told me non-chalantly, as if it were as casual an act as picking up some takeout. It made me feel more jealous than I expected, but it wasn’t outside the realm of what had already happened in our relationship.
Jess had blown Ethan’s friend a while back. That had been a part of a dare though, but Jess must have known I was turned on by it on some level, since I had cum in her panties while it happened.
After letting the idea settle into my head, I even began to like it, especially with the added degree of separation (maybe it would have hurt me more if I was watching it happen in front of me). Reading about it through texts after it had happened in another city didn’t sting the same way.
I asked her to let me know when she was going to sleep with other guys on the trip under the guise of it being a safety issue. Between this tacit endorsement of her fuckings and how she’d seen me react to being cucked in other ways, though, I think Jess correctly surmised this was just for me to learn things that turned me on.
After that, Jess had some kind of sexual encounter almost every other night. This was believable, she was really hot in a universal way, and her aggressive energy made it easy for her to find hookups.
I was getting off to nothing but those texts for over a week, knowing she was getting completely fucked by a new cock every couple days. I pictured her sucking a wide range of dicks, though all still bigger than mine (statistically, this wasn’t a wild assumption to make).
I started to get lonely though, and texts can only a cuck so far. It had been a couple weeks since Jess and I had held each other. I had some light contact with Ethan, if you can call it that, but that was barely anything, and I was hungry for Jess’ physical touch.
“I really miss sex with you,” I told her, “Especially feeling your touch.” She frowned at this.
“Well, I know Ethan’s Etimesgut Escort been feeling the same way, he misses fucking me a lot.” Wow, we didn’t talk about our feelings much, but I hadn’t guessed that Ethan would be missing the lack of contact as much as I was.
“I have an idea. I think it would be so fucking hot, now I really want you to do it,” Jess said in a dirty tone.
“I don’t want to fuck a guy,” I interjected quickly.
“Don’t worry, this isn’t fucking,” Jess reassured me. “It’ll be so fucking sexy, when you do this I’ll make it worth your while when I get home.”
Well, that piqued my interest. To be honest, I wouldn’t mind some physical contact with Ethan, and cuddling with him or whatever this was would be nice, coupled with the promise of extra attention from Jess when she returned.
“Let Ethan get off between your thighs or something. It’s not really fucking, nobody’s going in anyone. You’ve already touched his cock with your hands, so legs are nothing.”
This caught me off-guard as I tried to weigh the pros and cons. Her arguments so far seemed to make sense…
“You don’t even have to do anything, I’ll talk to Ethan and you just have to lay there.”
The more I thought about it, the more I filled with a nervous embarrassed excitement. Was this something I actually wanted?!
“I don’t know…” I said as much to preserve some dignity in our relationship as to convince myself I wasn’t a complete pushover.
“Pleeeeease! It would be so hot to me.” Jess switched into a more seductive tone. “It makes me want to jump your bones when I come back just thinking about it…”
Okay, moment of truth. This was a big step. Was I sure I wanted to do something this gay? Jess wasn’t even in the apartment, and Ethan would be essentially fucking me. Maybe it was the loneliness or desperation that came with my girlfriend being away for weeks…
“Alright, fine!” I blurted out coyly, faking reluctance to save face. Jess being the organizing force behind this at least gave me plausible deniability that this wasn’t something I wanted, but the more the reality of the situation sunk in, the more excited I felt.
My heart began to beat at breakneck speed, and my cock shot up perpendicular to my body as Jess squealed with glee, and hung up.
What should I wear? What did Ethan like? He seemed to react more when I wore thongs, so I grabbed a flattering bright pink one with lacy trim from our panty drawer. I pulled it on, and quickly looked at my butt in the mirror in the room to make sure it was framing my ass well.
I answered an incoming call from Jess, who excitedly said “Okay Ethan’s down, he’ll be over in a couple minutes.” She was so giddy, it created a feedback loop where it made me nervously smile, which made her squeal even more.
“Let me see what you’re wearing,” she demanded. I pointed the camera at the mirror so she could see her thong I had put on. “Oh my gooood, you’re so cute! Now set the phone up so I can watch!”
I propped it on our dresser, and climbed onto our bed, laying on my stomach, which was full of butterflies.
Finally, Ethan burst into the room, completely naked with a bottle of lube in his hand. His fully erect cock bounced with each step, and my body tensed up in excitement.
Wow, this was really happening.
Ethan didn’t say anything besides an “Mmmmmm” as he looked at my little bottom, and I wondered if he was as nervous as I was. Regardless, judging by his huge cock, he was ready for this.
Jess was already alternating between moaning and letting out “Oh my god!”s as Ethan climbed onto the bed and squirted some lube on my legs. The cold of the lube made me tense up for a second, and I held my thighs together as tightly as I could.
I sensed Ethan looming behind me, and then felt it. The head of his cock touched the back of my legs and pushed its way in with the rest of his cock following. It just kept going and going… holy fuck he was huge.
I could feel how hard he was, how much the sensation of squeezing into my soft thighs was turning him on, and it made my little dick hard underneath me. Ethan started speeding up, and each thrust just pushed me further and further.
This was the first time I’d physically experienced Ethan’s cock in a sexual way, and Jess was right – it WAS so fucking hot. In Jess’ thong with this massive man-cock ramming between my legs, I had handed over any remaining dignity or semblance of manhood to him.
Still, Ethan found more ways to make me completely his in that moment. His arms were on other side of me on the bed, holding himself up, but now he had grabbed my arms, pinning me down while his cock pumped into my thighs.
At this point, I stopped trying to stifle any sounds I would involuntarily make, and just started moaning. The sensation between my legs was too fulfilling to try to pretend otherwise.
I couldn’t have moved even if I wanted to, but right then I wanted nothing in the entire world more than to keep being held down and dicked by this huge thick cock.
Every so often, one of Ethan’s jabs would bring his cock head right up against my ass and I would reactively clench, but the thrill was a complete turn-on. The occasional smack on one of my cheeks signalled to me that this thong was also turning him on; I kept my thighs pressed tightly together for Ethan and perked my ass out even more.
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