“And that’s a wrap?” Wade says.

“That’s a wrap,” Chrissy nods. “Help me get down.”

“I love this new Wonder Woman harness. It looks more like Captain America’s.” Wade grabs Chrissy’s hand and hips as he helps Chrissy off the pedestal.

“No, it doesn’t,” Chrissy says. “Take that back.”

Wade grins. He loves getting under Chrissy’s skin.

“Where’s Gala the Cat?”

“Uh, at home, with my husband? Why?” Chrissy says.

“‘Husband?'”

“Yeah, I’m trying to get used to calling Matt that.”

“‘Trying to get used to?'” Wade says.

“Yes. Why are you repeating everything I said?”

“I don’t know. I’m just… I don’t know…” Wade averts his gaze.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Chrissy takes Wade’s hands into his, squeezing them lightly. “Wade?”

Wade sighs. He looks at Chrissy. “I’m also trying to get used to the idea of you and Matt getting married.”

“Technically, we’re still only engaged. But you know that already. We haven’t set a date and we’re not in a rush, but it feels nice saying it, you know? Especially these days with so many bigots getting off the crazy train and into the world.”

Chrissy puts his arms around Wade.

Wade kisses Chrissy’s cheek. “I know, baby. I’m sorry. And I’m happy for you both.”

“You go to Folsom every year. And Matt told me you practically live at the gym and get hit on like every ten seconds. You haven’t met anybody you like?”

Wade chuckles. “All the boys hit on Matt. Also, nobody’s really wife material. Not like you.”

“Wade…”

“I know, I know… I’m sorry.”

“Is there anything I can do to help you get out of this funk?” Chrissy says.

“Well, since you offered…” Wade says. “I’ve actually been thinking about doing this ever since our Wonder Dude, Captain Arm-merica shoot…”

“You want to redo it? I mean, I guess I have time.”

“Do you? OK, baby, let me change. I still have the costume in the car. Don’t go anywhere. Come on, Thor.” Wade strokes Chrissy’s cheek before hurrying off and taking Thor with him.

Chrissy giggles. Then he sighs.

He thinks hard about his circle of friends. Chrissy doesn’t have a lot of gay friends and the few bottoms he knows are already taken. Like his best friend Manuel who’s now going steady with his former fuck buddy Takeshi.

Sometimes Wade can be a real comic-book nerd and that’s why Chrissy loves spending time with him. Matt’s super smart but Wade’s into more pop culture than Matt is. Chrissy and Wade can talk about comic books and movies for hours. That’s actually how Takeshi and Manuel got really close to Wade. They also share the same love for pop culture and nerd stuff.

“We’re back!” Wade says. Thor trots behind him with a red cape.

“You kept that costume in your car since our last shoot? Hasn’t it been like, weeks?”

“C’mere.” Wade scoops Chrissy and holds him close. “I really love y… I really love holding you in my arms,” Wade says, almost whisperingly.

Chrissy giggles. “Aw, Wade. I miss you too. I’m sorry our schedules have been so not in sync lately.”

“You’re not trying to avoid me?”

“No,” Chrissy says. “I promise. And hey, don’t just blame me. You’ve been really busy at the ranch. How’s that coming along?”

“It’s coming, it’s coming,” Wade says. “Speaking of coming, you and Matt should visit. We have horses now. I bet you’re gonna fall in love with them.”

Chrissy kisses Wade’s lips.

“What’s that for?” Wade says. “I mean, I’m not complaining, but…”

“Do I need a reason to kiss you?”

“No, but Matt…”

“I love Matt. I’m in love with Matt…”

“But?”

“Well, you just… You looked like you could use a kiss,” Chrissy says.

Wade grabs Chrissy’s head and kisses the pink-haired guy deeply.

Chrissy savors the kiss. It’s been so long and he does miss Wade and his touch.

“I did,” Wade says when they finally break the kiss. “And I do. It’s been… super lonely out on the ranch.”

“Even with the horses?”

Wade chuckles. He puts one arm around Chrissy’s waist and grabs Chrissy’s hand with the other. He leads Chrissy in a silent waltz.

“I mean, yeah there’re workers. There’s this kid, another Marine vet who’s also a vet, as in veterinarian. Well, in training. He’s looking after the animals.”

“You like him?”

“As a worker? Yeah, but I don’t bang him. He tops only. And I need to really be into a guy to bottom.”

Wade spins Chrissy around. Chrissy now stands with his back on Wade’s powerful chest as the taller man holds him close. Wade kisses Chrissy’s neck. Chrissy moans. He can feel Wade’s smiling.

“Like, I’d technically let you top me, but we both know that won’t happen because you only have this tiny, pathetic dick that I wouldn’t feel a thing if you fucked me.” Wade grabs Chrissy’s dick through his skimpy blue panties.

Chrissy giggles. “Wade!”

Wade laughs. “You know you like it, slut.”

Chrissy squirms. He moans louder and louder when Wade starts pinching and twisting his nipple.

“I missed you, princess,” Wade says. “Gosh, I missed you so much… And I love y… I love it when I can hold you close like this.”

Chrissy knows Wade wants to say it. He knows Wade wants to tell him he loves him. But Chrissy’s also relieved he never does. It’s not that Chrissy doesn’t love Wade. He loves Wade. Just… maybe not as much as he loves Matt.

He’d die for both men, for sure, but if he were to choose whom to marry, Chrissy’d choose Matt in a heartbeat. No doubt. And he knows Wade knows that. And he knows Wade hates disappointments.

Who doesn’t?

“Whatchu thinkin’ bout?” Wade says as he kisses Chrissy’s neck and continues to stroke Chrissy’s tiny dick and tweaks his nipple. “Matt?”

Chrissy doesn’t answer. He only moans.

“Aw, my sweet baby’s thinking of her husband, isn’t she? When was the last time Matt fucked you?”

“This… unh… This… morning…”

“You’re thinking of Matt’s huge dick, aren’t you, you faggot slut? Your husband’s dick inside your whore mouth? Then deep inside your whore cunt? Then back inside your mouth again? Did he fuck you yesterday?”

Chrissy nods weakly.

“Fuck, such a virile stud that husband of yours. You love his dick in your pussy, huh? Raping your tight little cunt hole. In and out, in and out, like a jackhammer.” Wade keeps massaging Chrissy’s tiny dick and playing with his nipple.

“Did your husband make you cum this morning, faggot?” Wade says, tightening his grip around Chrissy’s hard dick.

“Unh… Wade…”

“Answer me, whore!”

“No… he… he had to leave early today.”

Wade laughs. “My poor little baby faggot. You’re super horny now, aren’t ya?”

Chrissy nods again.

“Bet you’d do anything for a dick, right now, huh?” Chrissy can feel Wade tugging on his Wonder Woman belt.

“Whuh… Wade, what are you…”

“Shut up, you dumb bitch!” Wade pushes Chrissy down to the floor. Chrissy lands on all fours as Wade laughs. He grits his teeth but he forces himself not to grin, to not give Wade the satisfaction. But he knows Wade knows he loves to be treated like a whore. His body has betrayed him, the way it betrays him all the time. Just the slightest touch from Wade, from Matt, damn, from Thor even, makes Chrissy’s tiny cock hard.

Chrissy can feel precum pumping out of his hard dick, dripping into and staining his Wonder Woman blue panties.

“On your back, whore!” Wade says. “It’s playtime.”

Thor wags his tail and woofs excitedly.

Chrissy obliges and turns around. He realizes Wade’s holding the golden lasso.

Wade whistles. “Fuck, what a sight for sore eyes, you are. Arms up, slut.”

“Wade, please…”

Wade slaps Chrissy clear across the face. “The fuck did you just call me, you dumb cunt?”

“M… Master Wade…” Chrissy says, his cheek hot from the sting of the slap, yet his tiny cock is still hard and throbbing.

“Arms up! I’m not gonna ask again, whore,” Wade kicks Chrissy’s leg.

Chrissy puts his arms up and Wade quickly and methodically binds his wrists with the golden rope.

“One thing I learned, thanks to you and your dumb Wonder Woman obsession, is that when she’s tied up by a guy with her lasso, she can’t ever break free.”

Chrissy can feel his face grow hot and tears start streaming down his face.

“Aw, crying already? You know that’s not gonna stop me, right? If anything, that’ll only make me want to rape you more!”

Chrissy whimpers and sobs.

“You want me to slap you again, huh?”

“No… I’m… I’m sorry, Master…”

“Dumb faggot sissy bitch. Fuckin’ cryin’ like a weak dumb sissy whore.”

Wade’s slapped Chrissy before and he knows Chrissy enjoys being brutalized. Chrissy even asked Matt to slap him. Matt’s never able to do it, but Wade does from time to time.

The slap still stings and he can’t help but cry every time Wade slaps him.

Wade slides down Chrissy’s blue panties, revealing Chrissy’s hard, tiny dick. He gets up and grins, admiring his handiwork. Chrissy’s on his back on the floor with his wrists bound.

“Damn, babe. You’re super sexy like that. Or should I say ‘wonder’ sexy.” Wade chuckles to himself.

Chrissy squirms and tries to wiggle out of his bondage.

“No laugh, huh? Well, you’re gonna fuckin’ regret that, you stupid whore! Thor? Come here, boy!”

Thor trots over to them and stands next to Chrissy. Chrissy can see the dog’s huge red cock’s already hard. His mouth waters. He desperately wants to suck the dog cock and swallow the dog fuck. He feels his own tiny dick throb and twitch with excitement.

“Thor, ‘face.'”

Following Wade’s command, the rottweiler trots over to Chrissy’s head. Chrissy’s face is so close to Thor’s dog dick that he can feel the heat emanating from the red rocket.

“Go on, you dirty whore. Suck that dog dick.”

Chrissy opens his mouth and begins to suck Thor’s cock. He can hear Wade’s cheers and laughter. Through the corner of his eye, he sees Wade with a phone in his hand, filming him eagerly lapping, kissing, sucking, and drooling over the rottweiler’s huge red cock.

“Fucking bitch. You hungry for some doggy dick, aintcha? Yeah, you can’t even pretend not to like it. Keep sucking that animal dick, you sub slut faggot zoo whore.”

Every growl, every hiss that laces Wade’s words turn Chrissy on even more. His whole world has been reduced to one giant red dog dick that he now serves as his new master. Chrissy wants to please the rottweiler the way he pleases Matt. The way he pleases Wade. The way he pleases countless other men in his life. From bedroom to kitchen to train stations and restaurant backrooms. His life as a whore flashes before Chrissy’s eyes.

“OK. Enough of that,” Wade says. “Present yourself to your real husband, skank. Thor, ‘mount.'”

Thor walks over to straddle Chrissy, who’s lying on his back. This position is tricky for them and Chrissy never really likes missionary, especially not with Thor who can be aggressive with his thrusts. But today, just like whenever Wade’s in charge, Chrissy has no choice.

“Open your legs, whore.”

Chrissy parts his legs, He can feel Thor’s hot, animal dick against the perimeter of his cunt hole, ready to invade any second. He can smell Thor’s dog breath around him and it turns him on even more. He’s being owned by a dog. And he’s being filmed being owned by a dog.

“Thor, ‘fuck.'”

Thor lunges forward. Chrissy moans. He can feel half of Thor’s huge dog dick enter his pussy with one thrust.

“Good boy, fuck your bitch, Thor.”

Chrissy’s cunt is on fire. Thor doesn’t seem to care that his dick and the hole he’s fucking aren’t properly lubricated, no matter how much spit Chrissy used when he sucked on the dog’s dick, or how much precum Thor’s dog cock is leaking.

“Oh fuck, ffff… fuck… Thor, please… please slow down,” Chrissy sobs as he pleads, but it’s futile. The dog pumps his dick in and out of Chrissy’s sopping pussy, making it gaping and looser with each thrust and pull.

“Shut up, dumb cunt. Keep fucking your wife, Thor,” Wade says. “Yeah, that’s right, Thor’s your real husband, bitch! Not Matt. Not any human man. Everyone knows dog cock’s your true love.”

Wade’s litany of verbal abuse, combined with the sensation of Thor’s massive canine dick’s powerful thrusts, and the constant rubbing of his tiny dick against Thor’s furry belly, drive Chrissy insane. As the pain in Chrissy’s cunt begins to subside, he rolls his eyes back and horizontally impales himself against Thor’s dog cock.

“That’s it, my zoo princess. Fuck that dog cock.”

Chrissy feels an orgasm is near, but before he can cum, Wade yells an instruction to Thor. “Thor, ‘off.'”

Thor slows his cadence before completely stopping and pulls his dog cock out of Chrissy’s cunt with a loud pop. Chrissy can feel streams of animal precum bursting out of his gaping hole. He pants and moans, trying to catch his breath. Wade’s not done with him yet.

“Thor, ‘face.'”

Hearing Wade’s command, the rottweiler trots to Chrissy’s head to present his animal dick, now slimy and covered in dog precum and ass juice, to Chrissy.

“Don’t act like you don’t want to suck it clean, bitch,” Wade says. “Go on. Make your dog husband happy.”

Chrissy opens his mouth and starts sucking the animal’s dick. He tries to coat it with as much spit as possible, slobbering and slurping on the dog cock.

“Fuuuuck. Such a greedy whore. Look at me, faggot.”

Chrissy looks at Wade and inadvertently into the camera of his phone. He’s still filming Chrissy making love to the rottweiler’s cock. A big grin is plastered on Wade’s face.

Without warning, Thor yelps softly and begins to spurt his dog fuck on Chrissy’s face.

“Yeah! Fuck, yeah! Good boy, Thor! Such a good boy! Swallow that dog cum, faggot!”

Thor’s dog cock slips out of Chrissy’s mouth while it’s still spraying dog fuck and it lands on Chrissy’s face, coating his eyes, cheeks, nose, and lips.

“Fuck, babe,” Wade says. “You look really good with animal cum on your face like that.”

When Chrissy’s done sucking and licking the remaining traces of dog fuck from Thor’s rottweiler dick, Thor retreats to the corner of the studio.

Chrissy moans and cries in pleasure. He wants to wipe his face from Thor’s dog fuck and flick his own tiny dick so he can cum but it’s difficult when both of his hands are bound.

“Fuck, that’s hot. Since you were being such a good bitch wife to Thor, I’m also gonna reward you.”

Wade takes out his cock from his Captain Arm-merica pants. He straddles Chrissy’s chest, spits on his big dick, and begins to jerk off.

“You’re such a stupid faggot slut whore bitch. You love it when animals stuff their dicks in your mouth nice and full, dontcha? You like getting your cunt stuffed by a dog cock, dontcha?”

Wade quickens his cadence and continues his litany of verbal abuse.

“You can’t even deny it anymore. You love being dicked by animals. You love being raped and used and abused by animals, you dog-cock-loving whore. Fucking tiny-dicked zoo bitch. Yeah. Here it comes, you sissy slut. Get ready.”

Wade grunts and moans.

With Chrissy’s one good eye, he sees Wade’s massive dick spurting hot cum on his face.

“Open that mouth, slut,” Wade says.

Chrissy obliges and opens his mouth.

It feels like a whole minute when Wade finally stops cumming all over Chrissy’s face.

“Fuck, babe,” Wade says as he catches his breath. “You made me so hot, you dog-cock-loving bitch.”

“I also wanna cum…” Chrissy says. His voice is soft and raspy.

Wade laughs.

“Sure you do, bitch. Sure you do. But not now.”

“Whuh?” Chrissy says.

Wade grins. He knows Chrissy can’t see anything with all that human and dog fuck on his face.

“You heard me, dumb sissy slut,” Wade tucks his soft dick back in his pants and gets up. “You can ask your human husband to make you cum tonight.”

Chrissy wants to cry. He’s so horny but he knows he doesn’t have any say in the matter.

“Let me just take a few photos here…” Wade says as he hovers above Chrissy. “There you go. And it’s a wrap.”

“Can I… lie down… for a few more minutes…”

Wade scoffs. “No time. Get up, you dumb whore. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

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