Product Review Gone Wrong (in All the Right Ways)Hardcore 

WARNING: This fictional work involves doll fantasy reenactments with crude language, D/s, allusions to interspecies sex, and rape roleplay (consensual). Please stay safe and know your rights when you practice BDSM.

“Oh, there she is!” Billy smiles widely as Chrissy enters his Priapus Cumfectionary store. “Our gorgeous model.”

They’re about to do a livestream of a roundup of Billy’s newest toys, and Chrissy has agreed to be the product tester, paid, of course.

“Hey, Billy,” Chrissy says. “Hey, Fred.” He looks at the mannequin and sees the cowboy hat it’s wearing. Chrissy feels a stab in his heart. That cowboy hat looks just like Matt’s.

“Hey, cutie,” Fred says. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh, just… issues.”

“Aw, poor baby,” Fred says. “Still the same thing from the Easter shoot?”

Chrissy nods again.

“Wanna talk about it? Do we have time, Billy?” Fred squeezes Chrissy’s hand.

“Sorry, we’re fifteen minutes away from starting the livestream,” Billy strokes Chrissy’s head. “You sure you can do this? We don’t have to if you’re not feeling up to it.”

Chrissy smiles softly. It feels weird to have Billy and Fred treat him so nicely and not like a piece of meat like they usually do. “Thanks, guys. I really appreciate it. I think I can manage a few hours. Need some escapism anyway.”

“Good. So, Fred and I were just trying to figure out whether you should wear jockstrap or g-string,” Billy grins and shows the option for everyone to see.

And there it is, Chrissy rolls his eyes.

“I mean one shows your cunt hole, but the other shows you’re a sissy slut,” Billy laughs.

“I’ll… take the jockstrap,” Chrissy reaches out to grab the jockstrap.

“OK, g-string it is,” Billy hands Chrissy the barely-there undies. “I win.”

“What? No, I…”

“I told Billy we already did a string bikini in our Easter shoot and I’ve been wanting to see you in a jockstrap,” Fred says.

“Right, but I’m also the client, and the customer always wins,” Billy sticks out his tongue.

“Fine, fine,” Chrissy says. “I’ll go change in the back.”

“Why don’t you change here in front of us guys?” Billy says.

“We can take videos for an exclusive BTS,” Fred grabs the camcorder.

“Ugh, do I have to?” Chrissy’s feeling conflicted. On one hand, he feels a bit leery since his fight with Matt leaves him in a bad mood. On the other hand, the attention from the two men excites him and makes him feel validated, especially because Matt hasn’t fucked him in months now.

“Pretty please?” Billy puts his hand under Chrissy’s chin.

“Okay, but I want 60% of the total sales of the BTS video.”

“What? No, best I can do is 20%,” Billy says.

“60%?” Fred says. “I was promised 30%!”

“Fine. 40%,” Chrissy says. “Or I’m going home.”

“You’re such a whore,” Billy laughs. “Fine, 40%. But I have another packaging design project coming up and you can’t raise your fee yet, okay?”

Chrissy grins. “Deal.”

“Good girl,” Billy grabs and squeezes Chrissy’s butt. “Now get naked.”

“Slowly, though,” Fred turns on the camcorder and aims it at Chrissy. “And… action!”

The two men watch and smile as Chrissy does a striptease in front of them. He slowly peels off his pink muscle tank. He turns around and pulls down his black shorts, showing off his muscular butt.

“This slut never wears panties, does she?” Fred as he zooms in Chrissy’s butt. “Spread those cheeks, whore. Let’s see that cunt.”

“‘Slut panties,'” Billy chuckles. “Let’s use that for tonight’s safe word.”

“Got it,” Chrissy says.

“‘Slut panties it is,'” Fred says as he keeps recording.

Chrissy does as he’s told, his tiny dick gets hard from all the attention.

“Turn around, bitch,” Billy says. “Geez! Look at her, Fred! Look at how excited this faggot’s getting!”

Fred laughs when Billy points at the precum dripping down the slit of Chrissy’s dicklet. He focuses his camera on the tiny cock.

“OK, enough of that,” Billy taps his watch. “We’re going live in five.”

Fred grins as he records Chrissy getting into the barely-there pink g-string. “Feel better?”

Chrissy nods. Maybe all he needs is attention from men. Is he really that shallow?

“Oh, I also need you to wear something,” Billy hands Chrissy a rainbow crop top and matching short shorts. “Could be nice for Pride.”

“Ugh, really?” Chrissy scoffs.

Billy chuckles. “Why? I thought you loved Pride.”

“It’s… complicated. And knowing you, you’re probably trying to sell these, right? How much?”

“Twenty four ninety nine for the set. Plus tax. And shipping.”

“I knew it. Capitalist pig.”

Billy sighs. “Look. You know where I stand with gay rights, plus it’s good for business. Lots of horny men, and women, are gonna be watching you fuck yourself brainless with the Eggs.”

“I want 40% of the sales of everything that’s sold tonight. Not 25%.”

Billy laughs. “Damn, Bitch! And you called me a capitalist pig!”

“40%, Billy.”

“Fine, fine, fine. But hurry up. We’re almost at showtime. And make sure the string shows, yeah?”

Chrissy smiles. He squeezes into his rainbow suit and jumps on the sofa with Billy as Fred adjusts the light for the last time.

“You good?” Billy says. “You sure you can do this?”

“I can do this,” Chrissy says.

“You’ve got this, Sexy,” Fred gives him a thumbs up.

Billy reaches forward and adjusts his cellphone and laptop one last time before going live. “There’re already one hundred plus people in the waiting room.”

“Is… is that a lot?” The lump in Chrissy’s throat starts to swell. All of a sudden, he’s become hyper-aware of how nervous he is. He’s never done live-stream before, let alone porn.

“Yeah, it’s okay,” Billy says. “I just hope these people will actually buy something and aren’t here just for the free show.”

“I’ll… try my best to sell the eggs.”

“Good girl. But whatever happens, I’m not gonna hold it against ya. Just be your natural self.” Billy massages Chrissy’s shoulders. He smiles as Chrissy moans. “That’s it. You’re gonna be just fine. Oh, and come on, don’t be modest. Free those nips!”

“Oh, hey!” Chrissy tries to protest, but Billy pulls up Chrissy’s crop top to reveal Chrissy’s hard, brown nipples. Chrissy realizes it’s super cold in the store and both men are wearing long sleeves.

“OK, we’re going live in ten,” Billy says.

Chrissy breathes in and holds it as Billy starts the countdown. He reaches up to make sure his pink bun is tidy.

“And we’re live,” Billy says.

Chrissy exhales and blinks at the camera.

“Whassup, guys and dolls! This is Billy from the Priapus Cumfectionary, live from Downtown Los Angeles! Thanks so much for waiting and for joining our very first livestream. Behind the camera is our sexy, studly, Italian stallion, Fred. And here with me to model our exclusive Priapus products is my next ex-wife, the gorgeous Chrissy. Say hi, Chrissy.”

“Hi, Chrissy!” Chrissy waves as Billy and Fred chuckle. “I know, dumb joke. Wait, which camera should I look into?”

“Billy laughs. “Good question! Guys, we have three cameras: Our webcam is high-def. You’ll be able to literally see and hear everything as Chrissy reviews the Priapus products. Then there’s the phone camera, also high-def, for the wide angle. Fred is manning the handheld cam for dynamic angles and zooms. We’ll release the multi-angle video of this live, and the behind-the-scenes, exclusively to our subscribers.”

“Nothing but the best,” Chrissy says.

“Nothing but the best for you guys. Which is why I have Chrissy here,” Billy smiles into the webcam. “We released the Vibrating Eggs a few weeks ago on Easter. Those who have bought them, I hope, well, I’m sure you’ve had fun with them.

“Tonight, Chrissy will be testing them out for the first time, and hopefully convince those of you who haven’t bought the Eggs to get on our site and order them, or if you happen to be in LA, just come over to the Priapus Cumfectionary. Oh, and you may not know this, but Chrissy designed the product and the packaging. “

“I had fun,’ Chrissy says. “I mean, I learned a lot about sex toys and Billy’s really helpful and knowledgeable in the industry. I’ve been a fan of Priapus and it’s always such a joy to see small businesses grow.”

“Aw, Babygirl, that’s so sweet of you,” Billy says. “Although, if anything, I should be the one kissing your juicy ass. So, why don’t you turn around and show it to us?”

Chrissy gets up, turns around, and kneels on the sofa, shaking his butt to the cameras and in front of Billy’s face.

Billy spanks Chrissy’s ass. He reaches around and gives Chrissy’s dick and balls a squeeze.

“If you like this matching set Chrissy’s wearing, you can find it on our site,” Billy says. “Use the coupon code on the site to get a special discount, valid only during the live and for one hour after.”

“But back to my pretty little whore over here. What do you think, guys?” Billy laughs as he reads out lewd comments from the viewers, most of them basically telling Billy to rip off the “sissy bitch’s slutty short shorts.”

Billy’s more than happy to oblige as he forcefully slides down Chrissy’s rainbow shorts, revealing the g-string. The stream is now even more flooded with comments and hearts.

“We’re at 283 people now,” Billy whispers in Chrissy’s ear. “Keep shaking that ass, faggot.”

Chrissy arches his back even more. He moans as Billy spanks and kneads his meaty ass, planting a kiss every now and then.

“Three hundred,” Billy says. “OK, guys, when we reach five hundred, we’ll show off Chrissy’s cunt and really start the show. Although you could kiiiinda see this whore’s pussy since all he’s wearing is this slutty g-string.”

Chrissy can feel Billy tug at the string, stretching it over his cunt lips. He moans louder when Billy takes his right nipple into his mouth and starts sucking and nursing on it like a baby.

“Fuck, yeah,” Fred says. He moves in with his camcorder and zooms in on the action.

Chrissy’s tiny dick now stands at full mast, pushing against the thin, pink fabric of the g-string. Billy’s warm, wet tongue swirls on his hard, pert nipple, occasionally biting it. It’s hard to believe this is the same guy Chrissy used to have a beef with just a while ago.

“Damn, girl,” Billy looks up, smiling at Chrissy. “Are you always this horny?”

“N… no,” Chrissy says. He looks into Billy’s eyes. Is Billy always this cute? Before another thought crosses his mind, Billy reaches up, grabs Chrissy’s hair, and pushes Chrissy’s head down toward him, kissing him.

“Nice,” Fred chuckles.

For a split second, Chrissy’s taken aback by Billy’s invading tongue. He tries to think of Matt and how he misses Matt’s kisses. But this thought gives Chrissy a different effect. He wonders if Matt’s watching the live stream and if he is, maybe Chrissy kissing Billy back would make Matt jealous.

Chrissy puts his ass down against Billy’s bulge and begins grinding. He smiles when Billy moans.

“Oof, we got us a bitch in heat,” Billy says as he finally breaks off the kiss. “How many are we at, Fred?”

“We’re at 489,” Fred looks at the monitor. “People are saying how lucky you are. Yep, I agree with you guys.”

“Well, I’m happy to share that luck,” Billy pushes Chrissy off.

“Oh, hey!” Chrissy lands on his the sofa. In a blur, Billy’s already behind him and pulls the rainbow crop top above Chrissy’s head.

“That’s better. See those hearts, bitch?” Billy grins and points at his laptop screen. “Everyone loves these titties.”

Chrissy’s now practically naked in front of the two fully-clothed men and hundreds more online. Instead of nervousness, he feels more turned on than ever, part of it thanks to Billy’s kiss and touches.

“That’s my whore,” Billy says. “And speaking of whores, since we just got this new couch, let’s cover it with our Play Pad. It has two layers. The top layer absorbs liquid, the bottom layer is liquid-repellent. Plus, it’s machine-washable. Get yours now at Priapus and use the limited-time discount code.”

Chrissy glances at the laptop where the viewers interact and gulps at the hearts flying in, but even with his glasses, he can’t read the comments. Maybe it’s for the best since he suspects the comments will be super degrading, and he won’t know how he feels about that. (It’ll most definitely turn him on.)

“OK, guys, it’s time,” Billy sits next to Chrissy. “The Vibrating Eggs come in three sizes: small, medium, and large. And each egg has three vibrating speeds. It really doesn’t matter which end you insert first. I guess if you’re the kind of guy, or gal, who wants to do it gently, you can use the narrow end first. If you’re more of the adventurous type, you can start with the wider end.”

“Now, the eggs have smooth, velvety surface, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t use lube. We have a huge array of lubes at Priapus Cumfectionary, but tonight, we’ll use Doll Butter, which you can also find on our site.” Billy opens one of the Doll Butter tubes, dips his fingers into the lubricant, and smears it on the pink egg.

“To turn on the vibrator, you just twist the egg. We’re gonna do the slowest speed for this one. It’s just like a hum. It’s soft and it’s soothing. Spread your legs, bitch, show us your cunt.”

Chrissy’s sub-slave training kicks in, and he does what Billy’s telling him. Billy chuckles when he sees Chrissy’s dicklet spring into action the moment the tiny patch of triangle is pushed to the side.

“Ready, slut?” Billy adjusts positions the vibrating pink egg near the entrance of Chrissy’s cunt.

“Yes, Daddy,” Chrissy says, almost breathlessly.

“Good girl.” Thanks to the lube (and the size of the egg), Billy has no trouble at all inserting it into Chrissy’s pussy.

As soon as the egg slides into his cunt, Chrissy starts to moan.

“Hear that, guys?” Billy laughs. “The pink Vibrating Egg, even on the slowest speed, is perfect to get you over the edge.”

“The pink egg is super tiny. It’s almost as tiny as Chrissy’s dick. Oh, and you might notice by now that hot pink is this slut’s favorite color. Now, if you’re looking to level up, the silver Egg could be in that sweet spot.”

“OK, bitch,” Billy says to Chrissy. “Spit that pink Egg out and we’ll switch it with the silver.”

Fred moves to take a zoomed-in footage of Chrissy’s cunt.

“Watch this, guys,” Billy looks into the monitor and addresses the viewers. They’re now at twelve hundred plus.

Chrissy moans and pushes out the pink Egg. It lands on Chrissy’s palm, moist with a mix of Doll Butter and Chrissy’s cunt juice.

Billy and Fred laugh.

“Fuck yeah,” Billy says and kisses Chrissy full on the lips. “Good girl, good girl.” He hands Chrissy the Doll Butter and the silver Egg. Chrissy expertly and thoroughly coats the silver Egg with the pale yellow lube. He twists the medium-sized sex toy to turn on the vibration.

“Oof, looks like Chrissy’s doing a Goldilocks with medium speed for medium egg,” Billy chuckles. “OK, push it in.”

Chrissy throws his head back and moans loudly as he pushes the silver Egg inside his cunt. “Oh, fuck, that feels so good…”

“Let’s get rid of this silly g-string, yeah?” Without waiting for Chrissy’s response, Billy pulls down the slutty underwear that’s been barely covering anything. But Chrissy doesn’t care. He’s too busy touching himself and moaning from the sensation of the Egg vibrating and pulsating, massaging his prostate.

Billy laughs and looks into the camera. “I know, I know, you guys can’t wait to see how this cunt will react to the large Egg.” Billy grabs the gold Egg and like before, tells Chrissy to lube it up good and push the silver Egg out of his quivering pussy.

Fred moves in again to take a close-up footage of Chrissy’s hole. As the vibrating silver Egg slips out of Chrissy’s well-lubed cunt, both Billy and Fred laughs.

“That’s gonna look real good in slo-mo,” Fred says.

“You good?” Billy squeezes Chrissy’s thigh. “Ready for the last one?”

“Yes, yes, please…” Chrissy says. Billy and Fred exchange grins.

“OK, guys and dolls, here’s the moment of truth,” Billy looks into the webcam. “The golden Egg is the largest one, and in the spirit of honesty, I gotta say, it’s not really that big. Chrissy’s inserted larger objects inside his cunt, right, whore?”

“Yes… I… I have…” Chrissy nods and rubs lube all over the sex toy.

“What’s the biggest thing you’ve been fucked with, Chrissy?” Fred says.

“I… uh… maybe a Perrier bottle?”

Fred and Billy burst into laughter.

“Damn, Bitch,” Billy says. “You nasty.”

Chrissy twists the golden Egg all the way through. The Egg vibrates in his hand. Fred trains the camcorder on Chrissy’s cunt once again.

“Slowest for the smallest, medium speed for the medium, so… to follow that logic, fastest for the largest?” Billy says.

“Oh fuck, oh my god…” Chrissy says as he pushes the golden Egg deep inside his pussy.

“That’s it, Bitch,” Billy tweaks Chrissy’s nipples. “Good girl… That’s it… How’s it feel?”

“Feels really good, Daddy…”

Billy chuckles and gives Chrissy a wet, sloppy kiss. “You wanna cum, you whore?”

Chrissy nods. “Yes, please, Sir…”

“When was the last time someone fucked you?” Billy grins, but his smile fades when Chrissy weakly shakes his head. “Really? Fred, you didn’t fuck this dumb bitch when you did the shoot with her? I’m so disappointed in you two.”

“I was gonna,” Fred says, “But you should’ve seen her, man. She had like three carrots up her cunt. It made me nut down her throat so fast.”

Billy laughs. “That gives me an idea. Let’s see how many eggs you can handle.” He caresses Chrissy’s nipple. “Why don’t you put the pink and the silver Eggs back in?”

“I… I don’t…” Chrissy bites his lower lip.

“Oh, come on, slut,” Billy says. “You know you want it.”

Chrissy hates to admit it, but Billy is right. The pink Egg didn’t do much; the silver Egg was okay; the large golden Egg that’s embedded in his cunt and massaging his prostate is probably his favorite but even this one isn’t enough to bring him over the edge.

He reaches over to grab the pink Egg. It’s wet and moist from the combination of Doll Butter and Chrissy’s cuntjuice.

“That’s my whore,” Billy says. “Oh, and make sure to put all of them at the fastest speed.”

Chrissy swallows hard. He doesn’t know what three eggs, vibrating so fast deep inside him, will do. But he obliges and twists the pink Egg to the maximum speed. He then takes a deep breath and pushes the sex toy deep inside him.

“Oh, fuck…” Chrissy says. It’s not so much the size as the vibration that makes his body tremble.

“Good job, faggot,” Billy grins. “Now do the next one.”

Chrissy reaches down and takes the wet, medium-sized Egg. Again, he twists it to get to the top speed and pushes it inside him. He moans loudly as the sex toy slides past his quivering cunt lips. Billy grabs Chrissy’s right tit and squeeze it hard, while kissing Chrissy full on his lips. Chrissy feels Billy’s tongue invade his mouth.

“That’s three,” Billy says when he breaks the kiss. “How’re you feeling?”

“Feels… good. Feels really good…”

Billy and Fred laugh as Chrissy has been reduced to only producing monosyllabic responses.

Billy glances at his laptop screen. “Fuck. We’re almost at one K!” He grins when he sees the comments that are flooding in.

“So many of you have been egging us, pun intended, to see how many this gorgeous whore can take,” Billy says. “Well, I guess we’re about to find out.

“Whuh… Huh?” Chrissy’s now all flushed. His breathing is rapid. His body is trembling. His tiny dick stands up on attention.

Billy ignores Chrissy’s and opens another set of three Eggs and puts them on the table, next to the ones that were wet and moist with a combination of lube and Chrissy’s cuntjuice. “Yeah, we’re going to stuff this sissy faggot full of eggs. Ready, Fred?”

Chrissy shoots Billy a confused look as Fred secures the camcorder on a tripod.

“Wait, what are you…”

Before Chrissy finishes his sentence, Fred’s already behind him, grabbing his neck from behind in a chokehold. Billy pushes one of Chrissy’s legs up. Fred grabs the ankle. Now Chrissy’s spread-eagled, his cunt hole is exposed to the thousands of viewers online.

Billy chuckles when he sees the deluge of comments and hearts on the screen. “Chrissy’s getting so many fans. I’m jealous.” He twists the pink Egg and sets it to maximum speed. Considering the amount of lube that’s already in Chrissy’s cunt, he decides not to lube the egg and instead shoves it inside Chrissy with one go. It goes in without a hitch.

“Oh my god, Billy…” Chrissy moans. He instinctively wants to arch his back because of the sensation of the invading sex toy, but Fred’s grip around his neck and thigh makes it difficult.

Billy takes the second silver Egg, sets the speed to maximum, and pushes it inside Chrissy’s cunt, also without lubing it up. “Getting full in there,” he chuckles as he feels the silver Egg hitting the other eggs already inside Chrissy.

“Billy…” Chrissy says, but it’s so soft that only Fred hears him. He can feel tears running down his cheek, but his dicklet is still hard and throbbing.

“Shh,” Fred says in Chrissy’s ear and kisses his temple. “You’re doing good, Babygirl… You’re doing so good. One more, yeah? Or do you wanna use the safe word?”

Chrissy blinks. Fred’s tenderness seems to calm him down a bit. “N… no. I’m… I’m okay…”

“Good girl, you can do this,” Fred says.

“Last one,” Billy twists the large golden Egg on. “I’m feeling charitable, so let’s just set this one to medium. Chrissy’s cunt is already loose and gaping, so Billy finds no resistance when he shoves the large Egg in, even without lube.

“Oh, oh fuck,” Chrissy says. His body trembles. Fred lets go of Chrissy’s thigh, but the six vibrating Eggs in his cunt force him to keep opening his legs.

“You okay?” Fred says.

“Y… yes, oh fuck, it feels really good,” Chrissy says as tears run down his cheeks. He can feel that one large Egg because of its different vibrating speed.

“Good girl,” Fred says. “You wanna cum? You wanna touch that sissy clit? Flick that clit, sweetie. Yeah, that’s it.”

Chrissy lets go of Fred’s arm and starts touching his dicklet. He desperately wants to cum. He hasn’t had an orgasm in weeks. He’s been waiting for Matt to fuck him so they can cum together but that hasn’t happened in a while and there have been times when he gets so horny and desperate that he jerks off and squirts all over himself. The thought of Matt and their fight earlier floods his mind.

“Aw, what’s wrong, Baby?” Billy says as he sees Chrissy’s tiny dick going down a bit.

“I… I’m sorry…”

“I have just the thing to get you going, wait here,” Billy pats Chrissy’s inner thigh. “Fred, keep her busy.”

“Sorry for the technical difficulty, folks,” Fred looks at Billy’s laptop screen before turning his attention back to Chrissy. “Hey, how’re you feeling? You okay? Wanna unload some of the Eggs?”

Chrissy shakes his head. “I’m… I’m okay. Thank you.”

Billy comes bouncing back with two large dildos in his hands and shows them off to the viewers. “Guys, these are two of Chrissy’s favorite dildos. Well, maybe not both. We’ve seen him fuck himself silly and make himself squirt with one of them. Chrissy, have you tried this new one?”

Chrissy’s eyes widen as he realizes the dildos in Billy’s hand. They’re the canine cocks. One is the classic one he’s used multiple times, the other is the one Billy gave after the Memorial Day Carwash shoot for Gar’s Gym. He shakes his head no, but the anticipation of what’s coming makes his dicklet hard again.

“That did the trick, Billy,” Fred chuckles.

“I’m a genius,” Billy says and hands one of the dog dildos to Fred. “Make the bitch suck that dog dick.”

Fred chuckles and slaps Chrissy’s cheek with the red dog dick. Chrissy’s brain’s already switched off the moment he sees the dog cocks, and he instinctively opens his mouth. The shape and size are already too familiar with the one he has at home.

“Bitch loves it,” Fred laughs.

“Nasty fuckin’ whore,” Billy grins and lines up the tip of the other dog dildo in front of Chrissy’s pulsating cunt hole. “You’ve tried the classic one, right, slut?”

“Mmhmm,” is the only thing Chrissy can muster since his mouth is full of dog cock.

“What about the Great Dane one?”

Chrissy shakes his head no.

“Oh, you’re in for a treat, bitch. Guys, this one’s modeled after Harvey, my own Great Dane. Guess the Eggs aren’t the only things this slut’s going to be testing tonight. And yes, you can also get these two dildos on our store and website.”

With one push and without warning, Billy shoves the huge dildo deep inside Chrissy. The mixture of pain and pleasure sends shivers down Chrissy’s spine. His body trembles and if it weren’t for Fred holding him up or Billy jamming the Great Dane dog dick inside his cunt, Chrissy’d slump down to the floor.

Billy chuckles. “Fuck, that looks so good inside you. Look at that.” He pulls the dildo out a few inches before ramming it in, eliciting a loud moan from Chrissy.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Billy says while he keeps fucking Chrissy’s cunt with the Great Dane dick. “You love that, dontcha?”

But Chrissy’s too busy wrapping his lips around the canine cock to answer Billy.

All of a sudden, Billy pulls out both the Great Dane dildo from Chrissy’s cunt and the other dog dick from Chrissy’s mouth.

“Whuh? N… no,” Chrissy says, his tone both pleading and protesting.

“Shut up, bitch,” Billy says. Like a magician, he switches the two dildos with ease. He chuckles when he sees how wet the classic canine dildo is and casually jams it up Chrissy’s cunt without lube. He can feel the dog cock meeting the Eggs, but he keeps pushing the huge dildo past them.

At the same time, Billy slaps the Great Dane dog dick on Chrissy’s cheek. Chrissy automatically opens his mouth, sucking the dog cock and tasting his own cuntjuice.

“Fuck, yes,” Fred says. “That’s super hot.”

“That’s it, slut,” Billy laughs as he sees Chrissy sucking on the Great Dane dick like his life depended on it. “Lookit this dumb faggot whore spitroasted by two dog dicks. You love that, dontcha, whore? Betcha fantasize taking two dog cocks at the same time, huh? Betcha wanna get knotted by a dog, like a dumb bitch that you are, and get all of that puppy-makin’ dog sperm deep inside your whore faggot cunt while another dog nuts his fuck down your bitch throat, huh? Harvey’d love to dick you up and breed you, fuckin’ nasty sissy slut!”

The image of a giant Great Dane nailing his cunt is the final trigger that sends Chrissy over the edge. There’s one dog cock deep down his throat, another dog dick jammed in and out of his cunt, and six vibrating Eggs massaging his prostate. Chrissy lets out spurts after spurts of hot, white cum that splashes all over his face, tits, and abs.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Fred says in Chrissy’s ear. “Geezus, when was the last time you squirted?”

But the massive orgasm (and the build-up to it) has sucked out the energy out of Chrissy and he’s unable to answer Fred, let alone think. He collapses into a heap after the last spurt shot out of his tiny dick.

“Good job, whore, good job,” Billy says as he pulls out the dog dick out of Chrissy’s cunt. He then puts his palm on Chrissy’s belly and gently pushes down. This helps Chrissy push out the six vibrating Eggs embedded deep inside him.

Chrissy trembles in Fred’s strong arm when the last Egg plops out of his cunt.

“You good?” Fred laughs and kisses Chrissy’s neck. “That was amazing. You were amazing.”

“Y… yeah…” Chrissy chuckles. “I… needed that. Thank you.”

“No, thank you,” Billy says and squeezes Chrissy’s inner thigh. He then looks at the screen of his laptop. “1.5K viewers! Whoa. This is our very first live stream and we’re just… so grateful for all the love and support from all of you. Yeah, we know you’re probably just here to see this slut getting banged, but either way, we love you too. OK, guys, we’ll let you know when the next one is. This has been Billy, Fred, and our bitch Chrissy. Keep being real and don’t forget: create your own pleasure by shopping at Priapus.”

Chrissy’s still trying to catch his breath when Billy turns off the live stream. He’s drenched in sweat and cum. Fred helps wipe off the cum from his body with some paper towels.

“We just got so many orders on our site,” Billy says.

“Yeah? The Eggs?” Fred says.

“Everything. The Eggs, the dildos, Doll Butter, even the Play Pad.”

“Don’t forget… the forty percent, Billy,” Chrissy smiles through the exhaustion.

Billy rolls his eyes but laughs. “Couldn’t have done this without you, sweetie. Why don’t you wash up? Clean the Eggs and the dildos too. And hang the Play Pad in the bathroom.”

Chrissy snorts. “You’re welcome.” He wobbles a bit when he tries to get off the couch. Fred helps him get up. Chrissy gathers the sex toys and heads to the restroom, still feeling the afterglow from the orgasm.

As he shuts the restroom door behind him, Chrissy takes a deep breath. He wipes his cunt clean and splashes water on his face. He then rinses the dildos and the Eggs and pats them dry with paper towels. For a moment, he feels light. He can’t stop smiling. Was an orgasm the only thing he needed? Was the fight with Matt just because he was sexually frustrated?

He thinks of Matt and that interview with Aubrey. Maybe Matt’s right. Maybe Aubrey doesn’t mean Matt in that article. Chrissy lets out a sigh. He should apologize to Matt.

When Chrissy emerges from the restroom, Billy’s on his phone and Fred’s putting away his stuff.

“Hi, Sexy, how’re you feeling?” Fred says as he wraps his arm around Chrissy’s waist.

“I’m good. Thank you,” Chrissy smiles as he fixes his bun.

“Hey, do either of you know anyone who needs a room?” Billy says. “It’s a studio, first floor, cheap rent.”

“I know a lot of struggling actors who might be looking,” Fred says.

“Oh, god, please not anyone struggling. I want someone responsible and can pay rent on time. My mom’s been on my ass about this.” Billy holds up his phone to show Fred and Chrissy photos of the unit.

“That doesn’t look too bad,” Chrissy says.

“It’s not, but I guess it’s the location keeping renters away. It’s frankly not that great, but that’s why it’s cheap.”

“I’ll ask around,” Fred says.

“Thanks, good job tonight, you two. Fred, don’t take too long editing the videos.” Billy’s phone beeps. “Oh, that’s your ride, Chrissy. On the house.”

“Thank you,” Chrissy hugs both men before heading out. He wonders if Matt’s still awake at home. Half of him wants Matt to already be asleep.

“Be safe,” Fred says and waves at Chrissy.

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