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Nice Guys Finish Last 
by Landor (landor17@hotmail.com) 

***

A guy is forced to show his gay side in front of his 
girlfriend. But that's not were the story ends, she 
gets a little ride also. (MMF-teens, nc, oral, anal, 
ws, huml)

***

I'd been dating Jeremy for a while when all this 
happened. We'd been together since the beginning of the 
school year and now it was the spring. He's cute. He 
can be a little bit dorky sometimes, but I guess that 
makes him like most boys. 

The way he isn't like most boys is how sweet he is. I 
was his first real girlfriend, and while it was 
annoying having to make the first move with every step 
of our relationship, it was sweet how eagerly he 
followed along. I guess he loved me. I think he still 
does. 

The previous year, I went around with some real 
assholes. Teenage boys can be such bastards. I went 
with two guys during the year, and they treated me like 
shit. There was only one thing they were after. 
Sometimes I gave it to them, and sometimes just they 
took it. Either way, after it was over, it was like I 
didn't exist. 

I told myself over the summer that I was through being 
treated like that. That's what attracted me to Jeremy, 
I guess. I knew from the moment I met him that he'd 
never do anything to hurt me. We were assigned as lab 
partners the first week of biology, which was lucky for 
me, 'cause he's really smart. 

It took him a whole month to get up the nerve to ask me 
out, which was silly because he knew that I liked him. 
We'd be at his house, supposedly writing up our bio 
lab, but really we'd be talking about all kinds of 
stuff, movies, and our parents, and our teachers, and 
all that kind of stuff. He was really funny, and a 
really nice guy. Cute, too. (Or did I mention that 
already?) 

He's about 5' 4", on the thin side I guess, but not 
bony or anything, with dark hair and big dark eyes. 
Gorgeous pale skin. I never saw a pimple on him, honest 
to god. I once told him I wished I had skin like his 
and he got all embarrassed and told me that he thought 
my skin was great, too. That's Jeremy in a nutshell. 

Having Jeremy as my boyfriend was exactly what I 
needed. Anything I wanted, he took care of. He got me 
presents on my birthday and Christmas, and flowers on 
Valentine's day. All my girlfriends were totally 
jealous, they were going out with jocks who didn't give 
a crap about them. I know one reason why Jeremy 
worshipped me. 

Actually, I know three reasons: his first French kiss; 
his first hand job; and his first blow job. After I 
sucked his dick for the first time, he nearly cried. 
That was my turn to be a little embarrassed. He told me 
that it was like the best moment of his life. I was 
sort of like, gee, okay, glad I could make you so 
happy. Hey, you date a sensitive boy, that's what you 
get. But he learned to be really good with my pussy, 
too. I taught him how to touch it the right way, and he 
was getting pretty good at eating me out when all this 
happened. 

When all this happened was April 20th, which was 
Jeremy's sixteenth birthday. I told him from the 
beginning that we were going to take it slow, and he 
had no problem at all with that. "Slow" for me was as 
good as "fast" for him, and he was considered the king 
among his friends for going out with a girl like me. So 
we went slowly. 

But by the time spring rolled around, I'd had enough of 
taking it slow. Let's put it this way: I like sex. I 
like to be fucked. (You knew there was a reason I went 
with those asshole guys in the beginning, right?) And 
by that spring, I was ready to be fucked by Jeremy, and 
boy, was he ready to fuck me. 

We'd told our parents that we were going to go out to 
dinner and to the movies for his birthday, but we were 
really going to go to a motel and make love for the 
first time. At least, that was the plan. 

It was right after last period and I was getting my 
books, getting ready to go home. I wanted to take a 
shower, shave my legs, trim my pussy hair, you know, 
all the right things to give Jeremy a happy birthday. 

Then Steve Cole, this guy I know, tells me he has a 
message from Jeremy, that he wants to meet me behind 
the gym. I knew what he meant. The spot wasn't directly 
behind the gym, it was like a little clearing next to 
the parking lot next to the gym. 

I know that's weird, but that's what "behind the gym" 
means at our school. The spot is kind of private, 
surrounded by trees on three sides and by a fence and a 
couple of dumpsters on the other side. I figured that 
Jeremy wanted to get an early start on his birthday, 
maybe get a quick after-school blowjob. I wasn't about 
to disappoint him. 

I walked through the gym and out into the parking lot. 
Just as I was coming to the clearing, a boy came up 
behind me. It was Mike D'Amato a senior, who's the 
captain of the wrestling team and one of the biggest 
jocks in school. He grabbed my arms behind my back and 
before I could scream, he clamped a hand over my mouth. 
He spoke to me quietly. "Shush, don't worry. I'm not 
going to hurt you. There's just something that I want 
you to see." 

I was scared, and pissed, but I believed him when he 
said he wasn't going to hurt me, and I wasn't in any 
position to resist. He steered me over to the fence and 
told me to look into the clearing. 

Another senior wrestler, Dave Walton, was standing in 
the middle of the clearing. My boyfriend, my Jeremy, 
was on his knees in front of him, sucking Dave's cock. 
I gasped, but Mike had his hand tight over my mouth, so 
neither of them heard anything. Dave had both his hands 
on the side of Jeremy's head, and was fucking his dick 
in and out of Jeremy's face. 

He was saying stuff like, "Yeah, suck me, bitch. Suck 
that dick you little fag. Take my dick, bitch." 

I could hear that Jeremy was moaning. My first thought 
was that he was protesting. He didn't sound like he was 
enjoying himself. But it went on for a while, and I 
wasn't sure, I thought I could sense him working Dave's 
cock the way I'd worked his, twisting his head just a 
little bit as he took the shaft into his mouth. Honest 
to God, at that point, I didn't know what to think. 

Mike could sense that I was too shocked to say 
anything. He took his hand from my mouth and waved to 
Dave. Dave nodded back , acknowledging the signal. One 
thing I could tell, Dave was close to coming. He was 
fucking Jeremy's mouth fast and hard, and his eyes were 
half-closed. 

Suddenly, he said, "Hey cocksucker. Look who's here to 
see you." He let go of Jeremy's head, and Jeremy turned 
it to look in our direction. As our gazes met, his eyes 
got wide, and what little color there was drained from 
his face. 

"No!" he cried. "Oh, no! No!" 

At that moment, Dave grabbed his slick, spit-covered 
dick, pumped it once or twice, and shot his cum onto 
Jeremy's face. The first gob of cum hit Jeremy on the 
forehead, and oozed its way down into his right 
eyebrow. The second jet landed between his nose and his 
upper lip, and other shots went into his hair and ear. 

Jeremy screamed and tried to twist away, but Dave 
grabbed his hair and made sure that all the cum got 
pumped onto his face. The last two squirts went into 
Jeremy's mouth. Jeremy twisted away and spat it out on 
the ground. Dave pulled his head up with one hand and 
with the other, slapped him across the face, hard. 

Jeremy was stunned. 

"You never spit out my cum!" Dave yelled at him. "What, 
just 'cause your girlfriend's here, my cum isn't good 
enough for you?" 

Jeremy's face crumpled. He turned and looked at me, his 
lower lip trembling. I don't think I've ever seen 
anyone look more lost or more sad in my whole life. He 
looked like his whole life was just about over. He 
started to cry, his tears mixing with the cum that was 
still making its way down his face. 

"I... I'm not... I didn't..." Jeremy stammered. He was 
barely able to get the words out. 

I had been too shocked to say anything until now, but 
suddenly, I found my voice. "Jeremy, sweetie! Why? Why 
were you..." I couldn't bring myself to say what I'd 
just seen him do. "Why, baby?" 

"They made me do it!" he screamed. "They forced me!" 

Dave whacked poor Jeremy on the back of the head. "Oh, 
now that is just so much bullshit," he said. 

Just then, Steve made his way into the clearing. I 
should have known he was in on this. "Aw, don't tell me 
I missed it!" 

"You haven't missed much," Mike told him, then he 
turned to me. "I hate to be the one to tell you this, 
but you've been dating a homo." 

"I'm not a homo!" 

"You saw it," Mike said. "You saw how much your boy 
loved going down on that dick. He's learned to be a 
first-class little cocksucker." 

"Learned to be?" I said. "What? How long has this been 
going on?" 

Then Mike told me the story. One day in the locker 
room, he was getting changed when he saw Jeremy looking 
at his package. He didn't seriously think Jeremy was 
gay at that point, but it gave him an idea. The jocks 
had been pissed at Jeremy all year, mostly because he 
was going out with me. They couldn't understand how a 
nice, sensitive boy like him could get a hot girl like 
me. Mike told his plan to Steve and Dave, and they 
cornered Jeremy after school that week. 

They grabbed him just as he was heading to the bus, and 
hustled him around the side of the school, to the 
little corner where the cafeteria meets the maintenance 
area. It was a pretty secluded area, and they 
surrounded him in the corner. Mike shoved Jeremy to his 
knees and looked into his big, scared brown eyes, then 
told Jeremy to suck his dick, or the three of them 
would pound him. 

"And do you know what he did?" Mike asked me. "Opened 
his mouth right up! I swear, we weren't gonna seriously 
beat him up or nothing..." 

"Yes they were!" screamed Jeremy. "They said that if I 
didn't..." 

"Shut up, cocksucker," said Dave, and hit Jeremy on the 
top of his head. 

"Don't hurt him!" I yelled. "He never did anything to 
you!" 

"Oh, he did plenty to us," Steve said with an evil 
smile. "He's sucked me off more times than I can 
remember. The little pussy likes it." 

"Seriously," Mike said to me, "we barely threatened 
him. We weren't expecting him to do anything. We 
thought he'd refuse, then we'd push him around a 
little. It's not like I even had my cock out in front 
of his face or nothing. But it turns out, all we had to 
do was make a suggestion, and presto, your boy was open 
wide like he's at the dentist's office." 

"That's not true! They make me do it!" 

"Oh, we make you?" Mike asked him. "We make you hang 
around the gym after wrestling meets? We make you 
finish your lunch early and hang out around the 
cafeteria, looking over at our table with those big 
faggy eyes?" 

"It's... it's not true..." Jeremy cried. "I'm not a 
fag..." 

"Yeah?" said Steve. "Well you sure do a pretty good 
imitation of one. We thought your girlfriend here 
should know about it." 

"Well, now I know," I snapped at them. "Would you just 
let us go?" 

"Oh, I don't think so," Mike said. "We need you and 
Jeremy to understand what being a fag and dating a fag 
means." 

"I think we understand it. And anyway, I know Jeremy's 
not a fag, no matter what you say." 

"Whatever you say, babe," said Mike, then he turned to 
Steve and Dave. "Let's do it," he said. 

Dave grabbed Jeremy from behind and put him in a full 
nelson. In that position, he lifted Jeremy to his feet. 
Jeremy yelled for him to stop, but Dave paid no 
attention. Then I watched as Steve knelt down in front 
of my boyfriend and pulled off his shoes and socks. 

"What are those assholes going to do?" I asked Mike, 
but he told me to be quiet and watch. I did. 

Steve got right up in Jeremy's face, and spoke in a 
high, mocking, "girly" voice. "Ooooh, Jeremy," he said. 
"You look so cute in those tight little pants." Steve 
unbuttoned Jeremy's jeans as he said it. "You look so 
cute. But it must be so uncomfortable. Let's take them 
off, okay? That's a good boy." 

Jeremy struggled and said "No!" but Dave increased the 
pressure on the full nelson and Jeremy was helpless. 
Steve slowly lowered Jeremy's pants around his ankles, 
then took them off entirely. 

"Oh look!" Steve continued in his teasing girly voice. 
"Look at Jeremy's underpants!" 

Jeremy was wearing simple cotton briefs. Steve brushed 
his hand over the front of Jeremy's package. Jeremy 
writhed around, trying to avoid him. I couldn't help 
but notice that Jeremy was a little hard. He doesn't 
have the biggest cock in the world, but I'd seen it 
enough times—in his underpants and out of it—to 
recognize that he was a kind of aroused. 

"And what is this?" Steve said in mock surprise. "What 
do I see on Jeremy's underpants? It looks like... a 
stain!" Steve giggled, and Mike brought me in closer, 
put me face-to-face with Jeremy's crotch. It had a 
little cum stain on it, probably no more than most 
teenage boys have on their underwear. Still, I could 
see that Jeremy was totally embarrassed. He scrunched 
up his eyes and wouldn't look at me. "Stop it!" he 
pleaded. 

"Jeremy!" Steve asked him breathlessly. "Have you 
been... playing with your penis?" Jeremy didn't answer. 
Dave tightened his grip. "I asked you a question, 
Jeremy," Steve continued." 

"Yes," Jeremy croaked. 

"Yes, what?" prompted Steve. 

"Yes," Jeremy submitted. "I've been playing with my 
penis." 

"And did you make your penis come in your nice, white 
underpants?" Steve brushed the front of Jeremy's 
underwear again, and I could see Jeremy's cock stiffen. 

"Yes, I made my penis come in my underpants." 

"Poor little Jeremy," continued Steve. "You've been 
walking around with dirty underpants." And Steve hooked 
his fingers into the waistband and slowly pulled down 
Jeremy's underpants. 

Jeremy's cock sprung out, almost fully hard. Say what 
you want, Jeremy's cock is nice to look at. It's around 
5 inches hard, but smooth like the rest of him. He's 
cut, and the head is a perfect, olive-colored tip at 
the end of the smooth white shaft. Even when he's hard, 
his cock is soft when you touch it. 

"Look at that nice little penis," Steve mocked. "I bet 
that nice little penis would like to be inside Alicia's 
pussy, wouldn't it?" 

I can't explain it, but the moment Steve mentioned my 
pussy, I started to feel myself get wet. I didn't want 
to, but I had no control over it. 

"Well," Steve said, "that's never going to happen. 
Because Alicia's hot little pussy is for real men's 
cocks, not a little faggot penis like you have, Jeremy. 
There's only one kind of fucking that you're allowed to 
have." And as he said that, he motioned for Dave to 
lower him to the ground. Dave released the full nelson, 
but immediately got Jeremy in a headlock. Dave gripped 
Jeremy, who was on his hands and knees, as Steve took 
out his cock. 

I'd honestly thought that they were just going to strip 
and embarrass him in front of me, but now I saw what 
was really going to happen. I couldn't believe it. They 
were going to rape my boyfriend in front of my eyes. 

"Well," Steve said, "that's never going to happen. 
Because Alicia's hot little pussy is for real men's 
cocks, not a little faggot penis like you have, Jeremy. 
There's only one kind of fucking that you're allowed to 
have." And as he said that, he motioned for Dave to 
lower him to the ground. 

Dave released the full nelson, but immediately got 
Jeremy in a headlock. Dave gripped Jeremy, who was on 
his hands and knees, as Steve took out his cock. I'd 
honestly thought that they were just going to strip and 
embarrass him in front of me, but now I saw what was 
really going to happen. I couldn't believe it. They 
were going to rape my boyfriend in front of my eyes. 

Steve knelt in front of Jeremy. "Okay," he said, "this 
is the easy part. You'll want to do an extra-good job, 
this time." Jeremy didn't budge. "Oh, come on," Steve 
continued, "no use acting like a big tough guy just 
'cause Alicia's here. I know you like to suck my dick. 
You know it, too. We all know that you want this dick 
in your mouth. So for your own good, open up." 

And he did. I don't know why it was so shocking to me. 
After all, I'd just seen him taking Dave's cock in his 
mouth. But something about watching him open up and 
take it, watching the jocks force him to submit to 
them, watching those soft lips open up and take that 
cock, it sent a shiver through me. Not a bad shiver, 
though of course I felt embarrassed for Jeremy. 

I hate to say it, it was more of a sexy shiver, it 
started in my back and lingered in my pussy. I clenched 
my thighs together. Mike must have noticed. He held me 
tighter, and put his other arm around my stomach. The 
top of his arm was just grazing the bottom of my tits. 

"Yeah, that's right, bitch," encouraged Steve. "Get it 
good and wet. You're gonna want to get all the spit you 
can onto that dick. You ought to thank me for this." 
Jeremy was really going at it. Even though Dave was 
holding him, Jeremy was pushing his head out of the 
headlock, going back and forth on Steve's cock. 

It was almost desperate, the way he tried to get as 
much of the cock into his mouth, again and again. As I 
watched, he started to do his little head motions 
again, twisting his head ever so slightly as he took 
all of Steve's prick in his mouth. I knew then that 
what the jocks had said was true; Jeremy was a devoted 
cocksucker. 

"Uh-uh-uh!" Steve chided, sensing what Jeremy was 
doing. "The little bitch is trying to make me come! I 
don't think so, you little cunt. Nice try." Steve 
pulled his cock out of Jeremy's mouth. 

"Please!" Jeremy begged. "Don't do this! Don't do it!" 

"Too late," said Steve with a smile. 

"Please! I'll suck your cock some more! Just let me do 
that! I promise, I'll suck your cock whenever you want 
it!" 

"Looks like someone's not that ashamed of sucking dick 
now!" Dave said. "Sounds like you've really come around 
on the idea." 

"Come on, guys, please. I'm serious. Let me suck your 
cocks. I'll suck each of your cocks a hundred times if 
you just let me go. Please, don't... don't..." 

"Please don't what?" asked Steve. 

"Please don't... you know... fuck me in the ass." 

Steve got up and walked around Jeremy, to where his ass 
was exposed. Dave pushed Jeremy's head and chest to the 
ground, making his ass stick up into the air. 

"Well," said Steve, "If I was gonna fuck you in the 
ass, first I'd have 
to do this." Steve parted Jeremy's ass cheeks. Mike 
steered me around, 

so I could see the tight little pucker of Jeremy's 
asshole. Steve reared back, and spat on it. 

"Oh, no! No! Please! Don't!" cried Jeremy. 

"Then I'd have to do this." Steve positioned the head 
of his cock, wet with Jeremy's spit, at the very 
entrance to the hole. Part of me wanted to close my 
eyes, but I couldn't stop watching. Jeremy was trying 
to thrash around, but Dave tightened his grip, and 
Jeremy slackened. "Then I'd tell you to relax. Because 
it's going to hurt a lot more if you don't. I only tell 
you this because I'm such a nice guy." Steve smiled. 

Steve began to push. "Oh, God... Oh, fuck..." moaned 
Jeremy, held absolutely motionless by Dave. And then 
the head of Steve's cock disappeared into Jeremy's ass, 
and Jeremy cried out in pain. Steve didn't give him any 
time to adjust, but slowly forced his cock into Jeremy, 
inch by inch. I'd never seen a boy fuck another boy 
before, not even on a porno tape. 

I couldn't take my eyes off it. Whenever I'm being 
fucked by a guy, and we're in a position where I can 
see his cock going into me, it always gets me ready to 
come. Watching Steve take Jeremy's virgin ass, I 
realized it was having the same effect. Jeremy was 
crying and swearing, but it all seemed a million miles 
away. It was like I was hypnotized by the sight of 
Steve's cock thrusting into Jeremy's smooth white ass. 

Steve pulled out a little way, and then sank his cock 
deep into Jeremy. Then he did it again, a little 
faster. Jeremy was making sounds like a baby makes when 
it's hungry, no words, just a whiny, rough noise in his 
throat. "Yeah, bitch," Steve hissed, "this is my ass 
now. You're my bitch. When I fuck your little faggot 
boy cunt, it's mine forever." I squeezed my thighs 
together. I was soaking wet. I couldn't believe how 
turned on I was. 

Just then, Mike to the arm that was holding me under my 
tits and thrust his hand between my legs, under my 
skirt and tights and panties. He groped around, roughly 
playing with my pussy. "Hey," he called out to Dave. 
"This is turning her on! Her cunt's totally wet!" 

I couldn't help it. As I watched Steve brutally fucking 
Jeremy's ass, I ground my wet pussy into Mike's hand. I 
felt like I was going to explode. "This chick wants it 
bad!" Mike said. He bunched together three fingers and 
shoved them into my cunt. I came immediately, harder 
than I'd ever come before. 

"Hey, all right!" Dave congratulated Mike. "Looks like 
we got us too sluts for the price of one!" 

I was exhausted, but still fixated on Steve's dick, 
pumping in and out of Jeremy's ass. Mike steered us 
around until we were in front of Jeremy. "Hey, bitch," 
he called. "I just made your girlfriend come, just by 
touching her." Jeremy looked up, and saw the two of us 
standing there, Mike's hand between my legs. He let out 
a choked cry. 

"Yeah, that's right," Mike continued, "she likes 
watching her boy Jeremy take a big hard cock in his 
ass. Turns her on." Steve continued fucking him, but he 
slowed down a little to watch what was going on with me 
and Mike. "Word is," Mike continued, "you've never 
fucked her. Is that true?" 

Jeremy didn't answer, just kept staring with those big 
eyes at Mike's hand up my skirt, his lip trembling. "Is 
it true?" Mike asked again. 

"Answer the question!" Steve demanded. And he fucked 
his dick deep into Jeremy's asshole, forcing himself in 
as far as he could go. 

Jeremy cried out again, then answered, his voice hoarse 
and defeated, "YES! It's true. We haven't... made 
love." 

That sent the other boys into gales of laughter. 
"Making love!" mocked Steve. "Oh, yeah, baby," he said, 
driving his cock deep again into Jeremy's ass. "We're 
making love! You and me, baby! Making love! Because I 
love the feeling of your tight little ass around my 
dick! Making love!" Steve smacked the smooth, white, 
quivering cheeks of Jeremy's ass as he continued to 
ride the boy. 

I couldn't believe it, but I was totally turned on 
again. What was with me? I loved Jeremy, or thought I 
did. So why was the sight of him being raped and 
humiliated making my pussy juices flow like nothing 
else I'd ever seen. Mike's hand continued to play in 
and around my pussy lips. I could barely stop myself. I 
arched my back and pushed my twat into his hand, 
fucking myself against him again and again. 

"Oh, man," Mike said. "Someone needs to fuck this girl 
before she explodes. Any volunteers? Jeremy?" 

Jeremy tried to say something, but all he was able to 
do was grunt as Steve fucked him mercilessly. "Hey, 
he's actually ready to do it," Dave chimed in. "His 
little pecker's rock hard." I looked between Jeremy's 
legs, and it was true. His dick was hard, bobbing up 
and down as Steve plowed him. And Dave was right, after 
seeing Steve and Dave's big jock dicks, Jeremy's looked 
like a little boy's. 

"I guess I'll do the honors," said Mike, returning to 
the subject at hand. Realizing that I was in no 
condition to resist, he let go of my arms and waist, 
and pulled down my skirt, tights and panties until they 
hung around my ankles. Fifteen minutes before, I would 
have been horrified to hear that my pussy would be 
exposed in front of my boyfriend and three other boys. 

But now, I was beyond caring. I saw the way they looked 
at me, the gleam in their eyes when Mike pulled down my 
panties and they saw my pussy. It made me feel good, 
reminded me of how proud I was of my pussy, how much I 
loved to be fucked. Mike pulled my shirt off over my 
head, then didn't even wait to unhook my bra. He just 
tore it off. 

Mike told me to take his dick out. I unbuttoned and 
unzipped his jeans, then reached inside to feel his 
giant hard-on. I took it out. It was big, at least 
eight inches and nice and thick. It was a beautiful 
piece of meat. I wanted to drop to my knees and kiss 
and lick it right there, in thanks; I knew it was going 
to give me a first-class fucking. 

Mike took his pants and underwear completely off, then 
told me to spread my legs. I did, and he reached down 
and put two of his fingers up into me. Leading me by my 
pussy, he crossed over to where Jeremy still rested on 
his hands and knees, taking Steve's dick up his ass. 

Mike told me to lie down, and I did; I swear, it's like 
I was hypnotized. He then knelt down next to me and 
spread my legs, pulling apart my pussy lips. "Look 
familiar?" he taunted Jremy. "Looks pretty juicy, huh. 
You ever get her that wet?" I could see that Jeremy was 
too overwhelmed 

to even answer, totally taken over by the feeling of 
that dick filling up his ass. Mike turned to me and 
asked, "Did he? He ever get you this wet?" As he asked 
me, he rubbed my clit roughly. "No!" I heard myself 
moaning. "No, I've never been this wet..." I trailed 
off in a series of groans. I felt like I was about to 
cum again. 

"Well," Mike continued, taunting Jeremy, "it'd be wrong 
to fuck your girlfriend without your being okay with 
it." He knelt down next to Jeremy, his thick, meaty 
cock in his hand. "So do I have your blessing, Jeremy? 
Is it okay if I fuck Alicia?" 

"No—" Jeremy started to say, but Mike grabbed his face 
as his mouth opened, clutching his jaw and cheeks, 
hard. Holding Jeremy's mouth open this way, he force-
fed his cock into my boyfriend's mouth. "Aw, yeah," he 
said, "that's it." He fucked his prick into Jeremy's 
face, saying, "that's right. Lube it up good so I can 
give your girl a nice wet fuck. That's it." Watching my 
little Jeremy get roughly fucked at both ends by these 
two big jock dicks nearly sent me over the edge. 

Mike pulled his cock out of Jeremy's mouth. I saw a 
little trail of spit stretch between Mike's boner and 
Jeremy's soft, red lips, before it snapped. Steve 
wasn't fucking him energetically anymore; it was more 
as though he was simply keeping his cock in Jeremy's 
ass to show him who was in control. 

That was the last thing I saw before Mike's big jock 
body obscured my vision, as he grabbed my hips, spread 
me even further apart, and mounted me, burying his cock 
deep in my cunt with a single thrust. I came then and 
there, even harder than I did before. I must have been 
screaming, because Mike I heard Mike say, "Hear that, 
bitch? You ever get that sound out of her?" 

I looked up. Mike wasn't even looking at me. He had his 
head over his shoulder, and was watching Jeremy's 
expression as he fucked me. I felt him lift his body 
up, so that he was fucking me directly up sand down; I 
felt the cool air brushing my ass and pussy. It wasn't 
comfortable, but I was beyond caring. 

Then I realized why he'd moved into that position. It 
was so Jeremy could have a perfect view of Mike's dick 
pounding into my cunt. "Look at this! Look at it," he 
was saying. "This is called Fucking Your Girlfriend, 
Jeremy, boy. This is what Alicia's pussy looks like 
with a real man's cock in it." Mike asked Dave if 
Jeremy was looking. 

"He can't take his eyes off it," Dave told him. "Look, 
the little faggot's crying." 

Mike abruptly pulled out of me and I watched him crouch 
by Jeremy. Jeremy was crying. Tears were rolling out of 
his eyes. "Stop it," he moaned, pathetically. "Please 
stop it... Please stop..." 

"Aw, what's the matter, baby?" Mike taunted, adopting a 
baby-talk voice. "Does the faggot not 'wike' to see his 
'girlfwiend's' pussy get a good fuck? Come on, let's 
dry those tears." As he said that, he wiped his cock, 
which was covered with my pussy juices, all over 
Jeremy's face. He put his cock in Jeremy's mouth and 
pumped it a few times. 

I was amazed how easily Jeremy opened up and took it. I 
guess he was as overpowered as I was. "That's right," 
Mike continued. "That makes you feel better, right? All 
faggots like something to suck on." 

Mike turned back to me. "Come on, bitch," he said, 
smacking me on the inner thigh. "Roll over. Hands and 
knees. You know how to do this." In a daze, I obeyed, 
lifting my ass into the air and arching my back, giving 
Mike total access to my pussy. 

Mike knelt behind me and entered me again. I didn't 
come instantly, like before, but I knew it wouldn't be 
long. Mike kept talking to Jeremy. "You see how Alicia 
does it? Nobody needs to hold her down to be fucked. 
She knows what she's good for. Don't you, slut?" Mike's 
dick throbbed in my cunt. It seemed to be getting 
bigger each time it pounded into me. 

"Dude," said Dave, "I think I can let go of the fag. I 
don't think he's going anywhere." 

Mike must have given his approval, because Dave let go 
of Jeremy and stood back to admire the scene. And when 
he moved, I found myself face to face with Jeremy. 
There we were. We should have been at home, looking 
forward to our big night together, the most romantic 
night of our lives. Instead, we were bent over on the 
ground outside the gym, each of us being fucked like a 
dog by a stupid jock. 

For a moment, looking into his eyes, seeing how much he 
hated being humiliated like this, how it crushed him to 
see Mike fucking me instead of him, for that moment, I 
came out of my daze. It was my fault. If I hadn't 
wanted to make him happy, if I hadn't wanted to give 
myself to him, he wouldn't have to endure this. For 
that one moment, I wanted to cry along with him, let 
him know that it was all right, that I still loved him. 

Then Mike's giant cock rammed into me again. I felt his 
balls hanging between my legs. He was deeper in me than 
anyone had ever been. I came so hard, I nearly passed 
out. And then it was like Jeremy barely existed. 

Mike was slamming his cock into me full force, 
grunting, and slapping my ass. Dave had sidled up next 
to me and was reaching under me to maul my tits and 
pinch my nipples. It was almost more than I could take. 
I opened my eyes to look at Jeremy, his face a mask of 
anguish. I could see that Steve was working him over as 
energetically as Mike was fucking me. Steve, I could 
see, was looking at Mike. It was almost like they were 
having sex with each other, and just using Jeremy's ass 
and my pussy as a place to put their dicks. 

I looked at Jeremy, and I think my expression was 
almost too much for him; he'd never seen me so deeply 
satisfied, and he couldn't stand it anymore. I saw his 
eyes squeeze shut as Steve screwed him full-force. 
Steve cried out first, filling Jeremy's ass with cum. 
Mike came a second later, shooting load after load of 
cum into my cunt. 

Mike took his dick out of me, but I stayed on my hands 
and knees, exhausted. I'd never been fucked so good. I 
had no will to do anything but lie there, still letting 
Dave squeeze my tits. I wanted another cock in me, but 
barely had the energy to ask. Everything was quiet. 

I heard Mike and Steve breathing hard, totally 
satisfied, and I heard Jeremy, sobbing quietly. Then I 
felt two strong hands wrap themselves around my chest, 
practically lifting me up by my tits. It was Mike, who 
steered me over to where Jeremy lay, his face buried in 
his hands. With his foot, Mike pushed Jeremy over onto 
his side, and Steve rolled him over onto his back, 
holding him there. 

"Okay, fag," Mike told Jeremy. "Here's your last job." 
Mike made me straddle Jeremy's face, and pushed me so 
my pussy was positioned over Jeremy's head. 

"Just reach your head up, and clean that pussy." He put 
a hand behind Jeremy's head and pushed his face into my 
cunt. Even this was enough to make me moan. "Come on," 
Mike said. "We know you love Alicia's cunt, and we know 
you love my cum. This should be a real treat for you." 

I felt Jeremy's soft, wet tongue tentatively lapping at 
my twat. Looking up, I could see that his little hard-
on was still present, and that he was playing with 
himself as he cleaned Mike's cum out of me. He was 
still whimpering, whether because he was turned on or 
humiliated or both, I don't know. But I never dreamed 
he'd submit to sucking another boy's cum out of my 
pussy. 

Mike took a break from the sight of humiliated Jeremy 
cleaning my fucked-out pussy to bring his lips to my 
ear. He whispered to me, and even though a part of me 
resisted, I knew that I'd have to do what he said. 

As Jeremy continued to eat Mike's cum out of me, I 
concentrated hard and began to piss right onto Jeremy's 
face. He cried out, and spat out some of the piss that 
had gone into his mouth. But Mike wouldn't let him 
rest, keeping a hand behind his head, forcing him to 
continue licking my pussy while I pissed all over him. 
He was crying and moaning again. 

I looked up to see that Steve and Dave had spread his 
legs and were putting stuff up his ass, little rocks 
and smooth stones, whatever was lying around on the 
ground. He was their toy, abused and humiliated in 
every way, and still, I saw, Jeremy kept jerking his 
little dick. I squirted one last stream of pee onto his 
face, and looked at Mike to show him I was done. 

Mike made me sit on his face, rubbing my pussy full of 
cum, and piss, and pussy juice all over his smooth 
white features. At that moment, Jeremy finally came. 
His dick shot so hard, the first two blasts of cum hit 
me on my tits. I rubbed his cum into my nipples and 
ground my cunt into his face even harder. He kept 
coming, I'd never seen him shoot so much, and then he 
cried out and pushed his face hard into my sloppy pussy 
as Dave pushed another stone into his ass, and I came 
too. 

I got off of him, and looked at his face. He was still 
crying, his face smeared with cum, his hair wet with 
piss. He winced at they pushed the stone deeper into 
them. His voice was gone, he could barely muster a 
croak as he looked at me, beaten down, humiliated and 
destroyed. 

"I love you," he said. 

I looked at him for a moment. My pussy still throbbed 
from the incredible fucking it had received. I gazed 
right into his helpless, vulnerable eyes. 

"Faggot!" I said. 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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