WARNING: This fictional work involves doll fantasy reenactments with taboo elements, including D/s, piss play, rape roleplay (consensual), public sex, and mentions of bestiality. Please stay safe, know your rights when you practice BDSM, and consult your local laws regarding these taboos.

“Thanks for coming along,” Matt says. “I know it’s last minute.”

“You kidding? I need this, bro,” Wade says. “And thanks for the hot dog.”

“Hurray for cheat day, brother,” Matt extends his hand and both men toast their hot dogs.

Wade met Chrissy back in late July 2017 at a rest stop on I-5. Chrissy was driving from Los Angeles to San Francisco, Wade was driving the other way. Wade fucked Chrissy in a bathroom stall. After Chrissy returned to LA, they fucked every day. But after a month of fucking, Chrissy suddenly ghosted Wade just as Wade was developing feelings for Chrissy.

Turned out, a month later, Chrissy met Matt and was head over heels. Chrissy resolved to only have sex with Matt (or those Matt wants Chrissy to have sex with). Unbeknownst to Chrissy, Matt and Wade met at the gym and became fast friends. After dating Matt for six months (and ghosting Wade for the same amount of time), Chrissy met both Matt and Wade at the gym when he was picking up Matt.

It was awkward at first, but Matt and Wade laughed it off and Matt even told Wade and Chrissy they could keep fucking. And so Wade and Chrissy began fucking again. Not nearly often enough for Wade’s liking, but Wade would take whatever he could get.

Matt and Wade’s bromance blossoms over their shared love for lots of things. Both men love camping, hiking, biking, and of course, fucking Chrissy.

It’s Saturday and Matt took Wade out that Saturday morning. Both men rode their bikes around the city. Now they’re sitting on their motorbikes somewhere in Downtown LA, waiting for Chrissy and having a hot dog lunch.

“Can’t believe your guy gets to be the face of a sex toy company,” Wade says as he bites into his hot dog. “Actually, I take it back. I can believe it.”

Matt chuckles. “Yeah. The owner saw our gangbang video with like six or seven guys where they ended up forcing two dildos up Chrissy’s cunt and one dildo down his throat as they all piss on him. It was hot.”

“Fuck, man. Don’t get me hard. Not in public. Especially not in this sketchy-ass place.”

“Hey, don’t blame me for having a sexy whore.” Matt grins and takes a massive bite out of his hot dog. “Anyway, he got in touch with me and I asked Chrissy if he wanted to do an appearance at the launch.”

“He said yes?”

“The pay’s not great, but he’ll be getting discounts and commissions. And it’s not the sex toys that got Chrissy all horned up. They also sell sex cakes and desserts.”

“Oh, yeah! He loves desserts. But he says you’re like a professional-grade chef.”

“I like to cook, yeah,” Matt laughs.

“Well, I finally know an influencer,” Wade says.

“Nah, bro. It’s just a one-time thing. The only social media we’re on is Reddit.”

“Nerds.”

“And proud of it, bro. I mean, I post our sex pics and vids online, but it’s not like we want to make money off of them.” Matt takes a sip from his canteen.

“Bro, I must’ve jerked off to all of your Chrissy videos I found online. You never show your face, though, huh?”

Matt shakes his head no. “Just my Sissy Chrissy. She loves it.”

Both men laugh.

“And you… don’t mind that I also used to fuck her and uh… well, I’m still fucking her.”

“Nah. You’re vetted, bro.”

“Won’t say no to a threesome, though,” Wade finishes his hot dog.

“Why’d you think you’re here?”

Wade stops chewing. His jaws hang open in shock.

“Dude, that’s gross,” Matt winces. “Close your goddamn mouth.”

Wade swallows his mostly unchewed hot dog.

“Look, man, I know Chrissy likes you,” Matt says as he offers his water to Wade. “Can’t say I don’t feel threatened, especially knowing how much she enjoys you fucking her, but I figured, might as well see how you are in action. Could learn a thing or two from you.”

“I could hug you, bro,” Wade says.

Matt chuckles. “Nah, I’m good. I can’t wait to see your big dick wrecking my girl’s cunt… What the, dude, you crying?”

“Oh, just… something… in my… eye. The uh, onion. Or was it hot sauce?”

“Fuckin’ weirdo,” Matt grins.

“Right, like you never cry.”

“I do, but not over… this.”

The two men laugh.

“Fine, fair,” Wade says as he takes a gulp out of Matt’s canteen.

Meanwhile, a few blocks away, Chrissy curses under his breath, trying to ignore the hoots and hollers and whistles and wolf calls as he attempts a fast walk to where Matt says he’s waiting.

“It’s so fuckin’ cold.” As soon as he says it, the clouds part and the sun comes out in full. He covers his face with his hand. “Fuckety fuck.”

He’d rather it be dark and cloudy, even if it means he’s practically naked in the cold.

Chrissy’s wearing his skankiest outfit yet, a mesh skimpy mesh bra-thong combo with nothing underneath. His titties and huge areolas showing through. The cold weather makes his nipples super perky. The thong has been biting into his cunt hole all day, making him extra horny.

The only thing that covers his practically exposed tiny dick and pussy is the iridescent short skirt that glistens under the bright winter sun.

The stiletto booties only make his ass perkier underneath the barely-there slut skirt. Speaking of slut, he’s wearing a huge “SLUT” necklace.

“Fuck, I hope there’s no cop,” Chrissy tells himself. He’s pretty sure he saw a few people take pictures and videos with their phones. He can feel precum leaking out of his little cock. He curses again, hoping nobody sees it.

He sighs a breath of relief when his phone vibrates and the GPS says he’s here. It’s dirty but at least it looks like a private parking lot. He can hear Matt’s voice but is there someone else with him? The voice sounds familiar.

“Oh, God, please, please don’t let it be…” Chrissy quickens his pace, trying to get it over with the mystery. He can feel his face flush as he turns the corner and realizes who’s with Matt.

“Hey, babe,” Matt says and then laughs. “Babe, holy shit, what are you wearing?”

“It’s… Billy… Billy made me wear it for the launch.”

“Who’s Billy?” Wade says.

“He’s the owner of Priapus, the sex-toy thing,” Matt says before turning to Chrissy. “Babe, you walked all the way here in that?”

“Yes,” Chrissy runs to Matt and gives him a kiss. Wade feels a twinge of jealousy.

“There were two other influencers, one straight girl, one straight guy. The girl was in a bikini with shorts and the guy was in a normal tank top and shorts. Billy said my clothes weren’t slutty enough.”

“What did you wear?” Wade says.

“Cropped top, short shorts… The jewelry I have on right now, and these stilettoes. Matt was picking me up so I wanted to look biker-chic. Matt, why is Wade here?” Chrissy whispers in Matt’s ear, but perhaps still a bit too loud.

“Oh, hey?” Wade waves his hand. “Rude.”

“I asked him to come along,” Matt says.

“What? Why?” Chrissy says.

Matt just chuckles. “Billy’s right, though. You do look better like this. Here, have some water.”

Chrissy’s grateful that Matt always has water with him. And it’s cold too. “But I look like a whore!”

“Aw, that’s because you are a whore, babydoll,” Matt pinches Chrissy’s moist butt and kisses his temple. He loves the feel of Chrissy’s sweaty body. “You’re my whore.”

“But at least I think I helped sell a lot too.”

“I bet you did,” Wade says but he stops giggling as soon as Chrissy glares at him.

“I could’ve done without the random ass-grabbing at the store, though.”

“Nobody could resist touching you, my princess,” Matt says as he kisses Chrissy’s neck. “But did you go around the block?”

Chrissy nods.

“There’s a door right there,” Matt points to a pair of steel double doors. “That leads to Billy’s store. He was the one who told us to park here.”

Chrissy’s eyes widen. What. The fuck. Billy didn’t say anything about the door when Chrissy was getting ready to leave the event.

“Where’re your clothes, princess? The ones you left the house with?”

“I changed into this and I put them in a bag and as I was leaving, I tried looking for the bag and I couldn’t find it. Billy said he’d take a look. There was so much stuff in the back office and his employees went in and out so it could’ve been misplaced.” Chrissy’s breathless. Fucking Billy.

“Aw, babydoll,” Matt says. “We’ll go back next week. The store’s probably calmer by then. Okay, princess?”

Chrissy nods as he looks into Matt’s eyes. “Thank you, Daddy.” He loves this guy so much.

“Billy… doesn’t have any, I don’t know… jacket or coat? Or spare pants?” Wade says as he looks up and down Chrissy, savoring the view. His dick is already super hard from the threesome talk he had with Matt and then Chrissy came in looking like a two-dollar hooker.

“Everyone was so busy,” Chrissy says after finishing huge gulps of water from Matt’s canteen. Fucking, fucking Billy. Can’t believe he fell for that. That perv definitely tricked Chrissy into walking around the block looking in a super skanky outfit. Billy had most likely hidden Chrissy’s clothes too.

“I mean, I’m not complaining,” Wade says. “How about you, bro?”

Matt grins. “Nope. I love my girl especially when she dresses up like a sissy whore.”

Chrissy winces. Seriously? In front of Wade?

“Matt, I thought you’d be alone…”

“Whatsa matter, baby? Don’t you like Wade?”

“I… I do?”

Matt smiles at Wade. “She wants you, bro.”

“Nuh-uh,” Chrissy says.

“Riiiight,” Matt grins and lifts Chrissy’s sheer bra, exposing his nipple. He reaches under Chrissy’s skimpy skirt and finds his sissy girl’s little dick hard as a rock. “Fuck, you’re so fucking wet, you sissy bitch.”

“Matt, please… I’m… I’m hungry.”

“Aw, babydoll, you should’ve told me. I could’ve bought you a hot dog.”

“Did they have tofu dog?” Chrissy says.

“Umm… Maybe not,” Matt says. “It was from a cart. I’m sorry. I should’ve packed you some lunch. Or at least some snacks. You didn’t get anything edible from Billy’s?”

“I… kinda did.”

“Well, let’s see what you got,” Wade snatches the Priapus Cumfectionary bag from Chrissy’s arm.

“Hey! Give it back!” Chrissy tries to take the bag back from Wade but Matt just chuckles as he holds his girl.

“Come on, babydoll, play nice and let Wade take a look, yeah?”

“Whoa, a dick lollipop? Nice. And… What’s this?”

Chrissy’s eyes water. He doesn’t want Matt to see the red thing that Wade’s holding up in his hand.

“What’s that? It looks like… a squid?” Matt squints his eyes.

“Wade, give it back!”

“This, my friend,” Wade says, “Is a lollipop made to look like dog dick.”

“Wow,” Matt says. But his voice is so flat Chrissy can’t detect how Matt actually feels.

“And we have another one. Oop, feels big.” Wade unwraps the tissue paper that covers the thick and long object in his hands.

Chrissy swallows hard. No. No, no, no, no. “Wade, please!”

“Holy shitballs,” Wade laughs as he reveals a massive red dildo.

“Is that…” Matt says.

“Yep. It’s a dog dick dildo,” Wade says. “Explain this, faggot.”

The two men look at Chrissy.

“I just… I like the shape. And the color.” Chrissh can feel his cheeks growing hotter and hotter.

Wade grins and rolls his eyes. “Sure you do, bitch.”

“Billy sells those?” Matt asks Chrissy.

“Y… Yes… And I… I already have regular dildos and I thought…”

Matt chuckles. “Makes sense.”

Chrissy can’t detect any sarcasm in Matt’s voice. Only casual acknowledgment.

“Hold the bitch, bro” Wade says.

“Whuh?” Chrissy’s about to protest but Matt’s too quick for him. Matt grabs Chrissy’s wrists. Chrissy tries to struggle but Matt’s too strong.

“Kiss it,” Wade says, pushing the canine cock dildo against Chrissy’s lips. “Come on, bitch. You know you want to suck it. Just like you suck Th…”

“Wade!” Chrissy cuts him off. “Please…”

“If you don’t wanna play, you know the safe word, faggot,” Wade says.

Chrissy stays silent. He looks down at his high-heeled feet, not wanting to admit that he’s super horny.

“What’s your safe word?” Matt says.

“‘Krabby patty…'” Chrissy says.

Matt laughs. “Fuck. That’s hilarious.”

“Your dorky wife came up with it. What’s your safe word?”

“‘Gayle Force Winds’,” Chrissy says.

“Uh, what?” Wade says.

“From ‘Bob’s Burgers.'” Matt says.

“Matt’s favorite show,” Chrissy says. “And I like burgers, okay?”

“I like burgers, okay?”

The two men laugh.

“Okay, okay, calm your tits,” Wade says, then he adds, “if the fag’s gagged and can’t speak, like she mostly is, then it’s a continuous tapping. If she can’t tap with her hands, then she can do it with her feet. But I check in from time to time with her.”

“Yeah, same,” Matt says. He then takes one look at his girl, her titties out lewdly, her little dick underneath the skirt. Matt knows Chrissy wants it as much as they do. He smiles. The little slut.

“Looks like it’s a go, bro,” Matt says.

“You sure, bro?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“In that case, watch and learn, buddy,” Wade says. “C’mere, faggot.”

Matt’s eyes widen. He knows Chrissy loves to be called names and he encourages Chrissy’s gangbangers to verbally abuse Chrissy but the way Wade says it makes Matt’s dick hard. He can’t wait to see how Wade’s going to treat his girl. Maybe he can up his own Dom game.

He grabs Chrissy’s phone and pushes his girl into Wade’s arms while holding Chrissy’s thin halter straps. They come undone and the bra portion of Chrissy’s slut wear drops open, revealing his tits and nipples. Chrissy stumbles but Wade catches him just in time.

Wade turns Chrissy around, grabs Chrissy’s titties, and pushes him back toward Matt. Matt grabs his girl’s bare ass and spanks it. He then pushes Chrissy back to Wade.

Chrissy glares at Matt as Wade grabs Chrissy’s hard tiny dick and pushes him back toward Matt. Except for the skirt, the jewelry, and the high heels, Chrissy’s practically naked in front of the two men.

“You can always say the safe word, babydoll,” Matt says as he grabs the disoriented muscle skank. “Any which one.”

Wade walks over to the two lovers.

“She wants to get dicked, Master Matt,” Wade says.

Matt’s smile widens. Despite his dominance during their fuck sessions, Matt never once hears Chrissy calls him “Master.” It felt official when Wade said it.

“She does, doesn’t she, Master Wade?” Matt returns the volley. “Look at her, parading her tits and ass for all to see on the streets. She’s practically asking for it, aren’t you, whore?”

Chrissy starts crying. “No… No, I didn’t want to wear this.”

“Don’t you fuckin’ lie, bitch!” Matt grabs Chrissy’s face. “Everyone knows you love dressing up like a sissy skank that you are.”

“Your girl’s a slut, Master Matt.” Wade holds Chrissy’s wrist.

“She is. But hey, again, no complaints.” Matt roughly gropes Chrissy’s crotch, squeezing his small dick and balls.

Chrissy yelps in surprise but soon starts moaning.

The two men laugh.

“A bitch like this needs a dog to dick her,” Wade says. “Here, put this in your whore mouth.”

“Wade, pl…”

Before Chrissy finishes his protest, Wade forces the massive red dildo past Chrissy’s lips and down his throat. Chrissy gags. Tears stream down his face.

Wade rapes Chrissy’s throat with the dildo as Matt grins and looks on, hand still firmly grasping Chrissy’s dicklet and tiny balls. When Wade finally takes out the dog dick, spit flows out the sides of Chrissy’s mouth and down his pecs and nipples. He rubs the dildo all over Chrissy’s face, spreading the saliva.

Chrissy coughs. “Wade, please…” Tears streaming down his face.

Wade grins. “Whoa, bitch. All those years practicing on Thor’s dick really paid off.”

“Thor?” Matt says. “Wait, isn’t that your dog’s name?”

“No!” Chrissy’s panic yell startles Matt.

Wade holds his breath. He’s struck a nerve. But Chrissy has yet to say the safe word. Wade knows the bitch is desperate to get dicked.

“I mean, yes Wade’s dog’s name is also Thor but it’s a different Thor. A human Thor,” Chrissy says.

Wade looks at Matt, trying to gauge his reaction. But his friend’s face stays cool. Matt even grins a bit. Wade exhales, relieved. Maybe he’s pushed it a bit too far.

“Gag the fag, Master Wade,” Matt swats away Chrissy’s hand.

“Fuck yeah, Master Matt,” Wade smiles triumphantly and jammed the red rocket dildo past Chrissy’s mouth once again.

Wade moves the dildo in and out of Chrissy’s mouth, each time ramming it deeper and deeper down the faggot’s throat.

Chrissy can feel his jaw muscles ache. He can’t breathe because his airway’s blocked by the dog dick dildo.

Meanwhile, Matt continues to fondle and caress Chrissy’s dicklet, making the bitch moan even louder. He smiles when Chrissy instinctively begins to thrust his hips forward and backward, gyrating his body and pleasuring himself against Matt’s hand like a bitch in heat.

Wade chuckles as he sees Chrissy sucking on the red sex toy. He’s now too horny to maintain a sense of decorum in front of his boyfriend Matt. Chrissy makes lewd sucking and slurping noises, coating the dildo with his saliva.

“She acts like she doesn’t love being raped, Master Matt,” Wade says.

“She’s sure a good actress, Master Wade. Waterworks and everything.”

“I think it’s time you get down and start sucking dicks, whore!” Wade pushes Chrissy down.

“Wait, speaking of water, I’ll need to get our water-resistant play tarp,” Matt says as he picks up Chrissy’s gold phone from the ground. “I can put it on some cardboard. Don’t want you to scrape those pretty knees.”

“Oh my gosh, you brought that?” Chrissy says as he pulls his bra top up, trying to cover his titties to no success. “This was premeditated, wasn’t it?”

Matt grins. He takes Chrissy in his arms, wipes his tears, and kisses his lips. “I love you, princess.”

“Here, let me take your purse and your sunglasses too,” Matt says. He dashes off to his BMW bike to get the tarp and some cardboard.

Wade grabs Chrissy’s hair and plants his face right in, giving Chrissy a sloppy kiss, as though he tried to one-up Matt.

“I missed you,” Wade says.

Chrissy swallows hard. He doesn’t know what to say. He also missed Wade, but definitely not as much. Matt has been a dream come true. For a fleeting moment, Chrissy sees the disappointment in Wade’s eyes when Chrissy fails to respond. But Wade seems to brush it off.

“I’m gonna wreck your cunt today. I’m gonna show your boyfriend how it’s done. And when I’m finished, he’s gonna be even rougher with you and you’re gonna like it.”

“Is that a threat?” Chrissy smiles coyly.

“It’s a dare. But still, we both know you’re so much more depraved, especially remembering your umm… explosive love sessions with Thor.”

Chrissy’s smile vanishes.

“That’s why you disappeared on me again, isn’t it, bitch? You liked it too much, didn’t you, slut? You should come over. I missed you. Thor misses you.”

“Wade, please, please don’t tell Matt.”

“Be a good girl and I won’t,” Wade smiles, crossing his fingers behind him.

“Back! Sorry, I had to pick out the least disgusting cardboard and disinfect my hand,” Matt says as he lays down the cardboard and the tarp. “Where were we?”

“We were about to rape this bitch.”

“Oh, yeah. On your knees, whore!” Matt grabs Chrissy’s arm and pushes his girl down onto the awaiting tarp.

Chrissy doesn’t struggle as the two men press their hardons onto his body. When Wade rubs the red dildo on Chrissy’s cheek and chin, he instinctively opens his mouth and sucks it some more.

Matt shoves Chrissy’s head, forcing him to suck more of the dog dick. His other hand cups Chrissy’s tit and plays with his nipple. He grins as he hears his girl’s muffled moans.

Chrissy’s about to undo Matt’s jeans when Matt stops him.

“Do Wade first, baby,” Matt says.

“Are… are you sure?”

“I’m sure, baby.”

Chrissy switches his attention to Wade.

“Look at me, faggot,” Wade says. “Look at me as you take out my dick.”

Chrissy looks up at Wade as he undoes Wade’s belt buckle. Wade wears a giant smile, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. His hard bulge feels hot in Chrissy’s hand and it makes his mouth water.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Wade sneers.

Wade’s dick slaps Chrissy’s lips as it springs out, free from constraint. Wade chuckles.

Matt grabs a handful of Chrissy’s hair and when Chrissy yelps out in pain and surprise, he shoves Chrissy’s head onto Wade’s crotch.

“Choke on that big dick, you dumb slut,” Matt says.

Chrissy’s eyes water. Matt never calls him that. He’s called Chrissy a slut or a whore, yes, but never dumb. His tiny clit-dick twitches.

Matt holds Chrissy’s head in place. He’s trying new things now. He didn’t want to call Chrissy dumb but it felt right. And looks like Chrissy’s not complaining.

Chrissy can feel the head of Wade’s huge cock scraping the back of his throat. He suppresses a gag. His brain’s already shut down long before the oxygen supply stops filling his lungs.

When Matt finally relaxes his grip, Chrissy falls back, choking and coughing and wheezing. Snot and tears streaming down his face.

The two men laugh.

“Dumb cunt,” Matt says as he unzips his pants and takes out his massive cock.

“M… Matt… Please…” Chrissy says, struggling to form the words.

“Safe word?” Matt looks down at his girl.

Chrissy gulps. He’s in a strange parking structure, possibly a public place, dressed up like a prostitute, sucking two dicks. The safe word is stuck in his throat. He needs this. Chrissy shakes his head no.

“Damn right,” Matt smiles. “Suck my dick! And it’s ‘Master Matt,” you dumb bitch.”

It’s Wade’s turn to grab Chrissy’s head and he forces the pink-haired faggot down on the boyfriend’s dick.

“Fuck, dude,” Wade says. “I’ve never seen you hard before.”

Matt chuckles. “We’re the same size, buddy.”

Chrissy sucks on Matt’s dick as Wade pushes Chrissy’s head back and forth toward Matt’s dick. Matt moves his hips, slamming his dick inside and sliding it out to match the cadence set by Wade.

When Chrissy puts his hands on Matt’s thigh to push him off, Matt grabs Chrissy’s wrists, making him practically helpless.

Luckily, Wade pulls Chrissy’s hair and Matt’s dick slides all the way out. As soon as nothing blocks Chrissy’s pharynx, he gasps and coughs.

“Good girl,” Matt puts his hand under Chrissy’s chin. “You okay, babe? You wanna stop?”

Chrissy blinks his tears away and shakes his head no.

“That’s my sissy girl,” Matt says. Chrissy can hear the pride in his voice.

“Aw, she’s smiling,” Wade says. “Get up, bitch. Why don’t you entertain us alpha men and do a striptease?”

Chrissy looks at Matt, unsure of what to do.

“Listen to Master Wade, dumb bitch,” Matt says as he takes his phone. “Do what he says.”

Matt’s words feel like a stinging slap for Chrissy and yet they excite him. Chrissy sees Wade reach for his phone and he swallows hard.

The two men stand back and begin recording. Chrissy slowly gyrates and touches himself, acting like a shy schoolgirl trying to demurely say no to a jock’s advances.

Chrissy bites his lower lip. He unhooks his iridescent skirt. He can hear Matt whistle when the skirt falls to the dirty asphalt.

He looks at the leering men recording his every move on their phones.

“Now take off that slutty mesh shit you’re wearing, bitch,” Matt says. “Fuck. You look like a cheap prostitute.”

Chrissy turns around and bends over. His feet are killing him. He steadies himself on the dirty, graffiti-covered brick wall and arches his back.

He slowly slides the thong bottom off his body, feeling the fabric graze his exposed cunt hole. It sends a chill down his spine that makes his tiny dicklet twitch. The bra and thong one-piece falls to the ground and he stands naked and exposed in front of the fully-clothed men.

Matt and Wade hoot and holler at the sight.

“Put that slutty skirt back on,” Matt says.

Chrissy obliges.

“Sissy faggot whore,” Wade says. “Wanna get your pussy eaten out, fairy fag?”

“Wait,” Matt says. Chrissys stops. Confused. But his eyes widen as Matt grabs the massive, red, dog dick dildo from Wade and hands it to Chrissy.

“Hold this as you talk and give us your best slut voice,” Matt says, pointing at him.

Chrissy looks at Matt, tears streaming down his face. He’s never felt so humiliated before, and yet his clit-dick is still so hard.

But Matt only grins. “Hey, if you didn’t want to use it, you shouldn’t buy it, you stupid sissy slut.”

“Y… yes…” Chrissy looks down at his high-heeled feet.

“Louder, dumb cunt,” Matt says. “And look at Master Wade.”

Chrissy’s tears well up in his eyes. He knows why Matt’s more aggressive than usual. Matt’s competitive. He wants to keep up with Wade. Chrissy’s dicklet is still hard and leaking precum, he enjoys this Matt. He wonders if their future fuck sessions be this kinky.

“I said look at Master Wade, you deaf sissy!”

Matt’s stinging words jolt Chrissy from his daydream. He looks at Wade.

“I want…”

Wade chuckles. “Damn right, bro. So, what do you want, whore?” Wade says, taunting Chrissy. “Say it.”

“I want… I want to get my pussy eaten out, Master,” Chrissy says, looking straight into Wade’s phone camera.

“Wipe those sissy tears and do it again. Sluttier,” Matt says, then he adds, “And suck on the dog dick like a freak sissy whore that you are.”

Chrissy looks at Matt, shocked. What did Matt just say? Has he finally caught on? And… is he okay with it? Chrissy turns his head to Wade, who of course, has a huge, victorious smile on his face. He knows what Wade’s thinking and curses. But he’s too aroused to worry. Precum leaks from his tiny dick and drips onto the hot asphalt.

Chrissy brings the red, giant dildo to his lips.

“Please, Masters, please eat my slutty pussy,” Chrissy says. He then gives the dildo a sloppy kiss and a few licks before opening his mouth wider and putting the tip inside.

“Fuck yeah,” Wade says as he keeps his eyes on his phone, recording the lewd action.

Chrissy looks at Matt. His smile is just as wide as Wade’s. Chrissy feels relieved. Even emboldened.

“Play with that tiny, pathetic sissy dick of yours, fag,” Matt says.

Chrissy’s cheeks burn. He wants to cry but he knows he can’t. Compared to months of gangbangs that Matt’s recorded him doing and the unspeakable (for now) perverted acts Wade’s made him do, this one feels benign.

He doesn’t know what his body is doing. All he knows is that it doesn’t belong to him anymore. His free hand instinctively moves down to his crotch.

“Please, Masters, I want to be your little slutty whore faggot sissy bitch for you to use and abuse,” Chrissy says as he kisses the wet dildo and jerks off his dicklet.

“Again,” Matt says. “Louder.”

“Please, Masters, I want to be your little slutty whore faggot sissy bitch for you to use and abuse,” Chrissy repeats.

“Yeah, that looks good. We can use that part, right, Master Matt?” Wade says.

The two men exchange glances. They turn off their phones and lunge toward Chrissy in almost perfect unison.

Chrissy steps back, startled, but it’s too late. The two muscular men grab his limbs.

Matt dives in head first into Chrissy’s pussy while Wade takes Chrissy’s small dick. Chrissy moans as both men cover his cunt and clit with their mouths and tongues. Nothing beats getting blown and rimmed at the same time.

Wade loves sucking on Chrissy’s dicklet. It’s so hard and tiny and yet it feels like it melts in his house. He teases Chrissy’s little balls and smiles as he hears the bitch moan. He knows Chrissy keeps himself smooth like that because he wants to look bigger, but Chrissy’s dick and balls are too small that even being hairless can’t help it. At least the bitch’s pretty and has a great body.

Meanwhile, Matt’s working on his girl’s hole. He knows exactly that Chrissy’s cunt is one of her weakest spots and his girl loves a sloppy rim job. He licks Chrissy’s pussy, thoroughly coating the perimeter with his saliva. He kisses and bites Chrissy’s right ass cheek before going back to painting his cunt with his tongue. He digs deeper and deeper and soon, he’s tongue-fucking Chrissy’s cunt, in and out, in and out, in and out.

Chrissy can’t hold back any longer. His moans become louder and louder. His small, hard dick feels so hot inside Wade’s mouth. But it’s Matt’s tongue that’s driving him insane. Chrissy grinds his cunt into Matt’s mouth and nose, nonverbally begging his boyfriend for more.

Driven by lust and instinct, Chrissy starts sucking on the dog cock dildo. The only thing better than having your dick sucked and your pussy eaten is having your dick sucked and your pussy eaten while you’re sucking on a nice dick.

Wade looks up and grins at the view. “You love it, don’t you? You love sucking dog dicks, don’t you, bitch? Yeah, suck that dildo like you suck Thor’s dog cock.”

Chrissy’s head is too high in the clouds to care if Matt heard what Wade said about Thor. He continues sucking on the dildo, licking and kissing it, making it wet with his spit.

“Fuck, I can suck this tiny sissy dick all day, bro,” Wade says.

“I can lick this cunt all day too, but I wanna fuck her,” Matt says.

“Yes, please, please fuck me, daddies,” Chrissy says. His cunt’s already itching to have a big dick shoved inside him.

The two men get up. Wade grabs Chrissy’s wrist and drags him to the other wall where several wooden palettes are stacked up. Matt scoops up the play tarp and lays it on top of the palette.

“On your back, faggot,” Matt says.

As soon as Chrissy’s on his back on the palette, Matt lines up his huge dick against Chrissy’s cunt. Meanwhile, Wade continues his assault on Chrissy’s face, raping the bitch’s mouth with his cock.

“You ready, sissy bitch?” Matt’s hand roams all over Chrissy’s muscular abs and pecs, pinching his perky nipples.

“She’s too busy to talk, Master Matt,” Wade says. “Why don’t you just go ahead and rape her?”

Matt laughs. “Fuck yeah.” He rams his huge dick right into Chrissy’s tight cunt in one go. Chrissy yelps in pain and surprise at the sudden thrust, but his face is too covered with his own spit to protest. Wade’s hand is on his neck, choking him.

“Yeah, you like that, bitch?” Matt says as he rapes his girl’s cunt, thrusting rapidly in and out. As much as he loves Chrissy, right now, all Matt wants is to use Chrissy as a cock sleeve.

“‘Oooh yeah, I love it, Master Matt! Give it to me!'” Wade does his best impression of Chrissy’s girly voice. The two men laugh.

“Fuck, she does sound like that, bro,” Matt says. “You nail her.”

“Naw, bro,” Wade says. “You nail her. Literally.”

Matt laughs again. “Fuck, you’re right!” and pulls out roughly from Chrissy’s pussy. Chrissy loud queef prompts the men to laugh some more. “Fuckin’ bitch,” Matt says. “Even her cunt’s loud.”

“Trade ya,” Matt says.

“Fuck, yeah.” Wade grabs Chrissy’s wrist and yanks him up. Wade then turns Chrissy around and pushes the faggot down onto the palettes, his ass lined up against his dick.

Meanwhile, Matt slaps Chrissy’s cheek with his wet cock. “Suck it, slut.”

As soon as Chrissy opens his mouth, Matt pushes his dick past Chrissy’s lips and begins to skullfuck his girl. Having slept with Chrissy these past few months, Matt learned that Chrissy loves to taste his own ass juice. Chrissy makes a point to kiss Matt after Matt rims him or lick Matt’s fingers clean after he fingers Chrissy’s cunt. And of course, Chrissy loves to suck dicks fresh after they’ve been inside his pussy, especially Matt’s.

“That’s it, you dumb sissy, fuckin’ clean that dick with your mouth,” Matt says. “Yeah, you love that, don’t you, faggot?”

Chrissy doesn’t answer. He’s too busy licking and sucking Matt’s huge cock, tasting his own ass juice, mixed with Matt’s precum.

Wade smiles at the sight of the bitch’s mouth being raped by her hulking boyfriend. He teases Chrissy’s cunt with his massive dickhead, spreading the wetness all around.

Wade slams the length of his dick all the way inside Chrissy’s cunt, burying the massive rod to the hilt. He can feel his heavy balls slapping against Chrissy’s own tiny balls as he pistons in and out of the faggot slut’s cunt.

“That’s it, bro,” Matt smiles. “Fuck this hooker.”

Chrissy’s in bitch heaven. He’s being spitroasted by two of the men he loves the most: his boyfriend and his fuckbuddy. It’s a weird, tingling feeling. Whenever Matt lets other men use him in a gangbang, it’s always a bunch of strangers. This time it feels different. Special. He smiles. He can get used to this.

“Damn, man, I’m getting close,” Wade says as he pulls out.

“Fuck, me too,” Matt says. “On your back, whore!”

Chrissy remounts the wooden palettes. Soon, the two muscular men slap their dicks on his cheeks. Chrissy looks up at them, furiously jerking off their big dicks. His cunt hole, now gaping and soppy, feels strangely empty without a dick.

“Fuck, bro, I’m gonna cum all over your whore,” Wade says as he aims his dick on Chrissy’s face.

Matt chuckles, “Fuck yeah, bro, cream the bitch.”

“Fuck, here it comes, slut!”

Wade’s dick spews spurts after spurts of hot fuck all over Chrissy’s face. Chrissy opens his mouth, trying to catch every last drop, but it’s too much. Hot white cum dribbles down his face and lips.

“Fuck, bro, you cum like a horse,” Matt says.

Wade laughs. “Thanks, man, but I think we’d rather see an actual horse cumming down your girl’s throat and all over her face.”

While Chrissy’s too preoccupied with trying not to drown in Wade’s cum to realize what the man has just said, the image of Chrissy swallowing hot equine fuck spewing from a massive horse dick flashes in Matt’s brain and it suddenly makes him extra horny. He moans loudly and without warning blasts his own cum on his girl’s face.

“Yeah, man, I knew you’d like that,” Wade chuckles, seeing how much Matt just came.

Chrissy sputters and chokes, his throat, face, and nostrils sticky with the two men’s ejaculation.

“Fuck, bro,” Matt says, catching his own breath. “That was intense!”

Chrissy swallows the remaining cum in his mouth. “What about me? I wanna cum too!”

“Damn, bitch,” Matt says. “You acted all princessy like you didn’t wanna get dicked like a cheap prostitute in broad daylight. Now you wanna cum? Make up your mind, slut.”

Wade laughs. “Fucking princess.”

“Whadya say, Master Wade? Should we let her cum?”

“I think she’s earned it. Not like we payin’ her.”

Matt laughs. “Damn right.” He looks down at his sissy girl. Her face is covered in white, sticky cum. But he can’t say no to those pleading eyes. “Well, good thing we’re feeling generous. Go ahead, make yourself cum.”

“Thank you, Masters,” Chrissy says as he starts fondling himself.

“But why don’t you put that dog dick in your cunt, huh, bitch?” Matt says. “You know you want to.” He grabs his phone and begins recording.

Chrissy almost faints when he sees Matt grins and winks at Wade.

“Now you’re getting it, bro,” Wade says. “This whore sure loves dog dicks.”

Chrissy glares at Wade, but the muscular man just grins back and begins recording on his own phone.

With his right hand, Chrissy begins to jerk his tiny dick. With his right hand, he begins fucking himself with the red dildo.

“Yeah, that’s it, slut,” Wade says. “You love that, don’t you? You have hot manly fuck on your face and titties, looking more and more like a cheap sissy prostitute. Wanking that sad tiny dick in your hand while stuffing that dog dick in your cunt.”

Matt practically has a front seat of his girl shoving the massive dildo in his cunt, recording the lewd act that he’s gonna post later.

Chrissy looks at his fiancé. Matt’s too smart to not pick up on the breadcrumbs Wade’s been spreading like he was goddamn Hansel. But he also hopes like in the story, the breadcrumbs will disappear. He can’t risk losing this man. He loves Matt so much.

“Fuck yeah, bro,” Matt says, transfixed by the huge red dildo going in and out of his girl’s cunt. “Fuck, that’s a huge dildo.” Matt looks at Chrissy. “You okay, babydoll?”

Chrissy moans and nods his head.

“Good girl,” Matt says. “Good girl. Keep flicking that clit. And fuck yourself faster.”

Chrissy obliges and begins pumping the dildo faster. Matt zooms in, making sure he catches the squelching sounds as the dog dick goes in and out of his girl’s sloppy cunt.

Wade shoves his camera on Chrissy’s face, focusing on the cum dribbling down the faggot’s face.

“We know what you’re thinking, you slut,” Wade says, restarting his litany. “Don’t we, Master Matt?”

“What’s that, Master Wade?” Matt says without taking his eyes off his phone as he keeps recording his girl’s assault on her own pussy.

“I betcha she’s thinking of a dozen dicks just lining up, about to fuck her in her slutty mouth and cunt.”

Matt laughs. “Damn right! Fuckin’ sissy faggot whore.”

“And I bet…” Wade pauses for effect. “From the way she’s been sucking that dildo and shoving it in her cunt, I bet she’s also thinking of real dogs dicking her in her mouth and cunt, like a bitch that she is.”

“Fuck, man, that’s hot,” Matt says.

Chrissy doesn’t know if Matt’s just too focused on videotaping him or if he really means it. Either way, it pushes Chrissy over the edge. His small balls tighten. He throws his head back and starts squirting.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” Matt says. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

Chrissy’s tiny dick throbs and keeps squirting spurts after spurts of hot cum.

“Your girl sure’s a squirter,” Wade laughs. “Lookit her go.”

“She must be super horny, bro.”

“Why wouldn’t she? Two alpha men raping her? A dog dick in her mouth and cunt? She’s a bitch and she knows it.”

Matt chuckles. “You okay, babydoll? You came so much.”

Chrissy doesn’t answer. He’s trying to catch his breath.

“What were you fantasizing, faggot?” Wade says.

“Shut… shut up, Wade,” Chrissy says.

The two men laugh.

“Your girl’s really something, Matt.”

“I know. I’m lucky.”

“And thank you for this… experience? Opportunity?” Wade says.

“Hey, anytime, man,” Matt says as he high-fives Wade.

“I’ll take your word for it, bro.”

Chrissy looks at his two men. He can’t believe how much they’re getting along. And he can’t believe Matt’s going along with whatever Wade’s saying. Again, his boyfriend’s not that vapid to not be aware of what’s happening even during throes of sex.

“Our first threesome,” Matt says. “Come on, babydoll, get up. Selfie time.”

“Do we have to?” Chrissy says, wiping cum off his face and tits. “Can I at least cover myself?”

“Oh, come on, now, you’re never modest.”

Wade grabs Chrissy by the titties. Chrissy giggles.

“That’s more like it,” Matt says as he lifts his phone up. “Everyone says ‘Chrissy’s a slut.'”

Matt and Wade grin as Chrissy glares into the camera.

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This was the first photoshoot I did after Covid and let me tell you, this took four sessions to finish. Part of it was because I was anal about getting the shots from various angles, even when I’d only be using chosen ones. Another part of it was because my apartment was simply too hot to take photos even when I was already only in my undies.

The graffiti backgrounds were designed in Photoshop. I printed them with FedEx. They’re more expensive than Walmart, but Walmart’s “matte” is too glossy, whereas FedEx’s matte is true matte.

I had a great time making the slut wear for Chrissy. The iridescent skirt was originally a leatherette skirt but the dye bled and discolored the broken M30 body I use as a mannequin, so decided against it.

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