Scott and I worked together in a call center, bill collectors by trade. We saw each other a lot in the break room and naturally bonded over horror stories we’d experienced with customers. Scott was a way better collector than me because he wasn’t afraid to get aggressive and man-handle the customers into paying on their debts. I, on the other hand, took the kinder, gentler approach and suffered accordingly for it. Customers could easily manipulate my gentle nature and dominate the conversation to their liking.
Anyway, as the months flew by, Scott and I grew into what I assumed was a good, healthy work friendship. Little did I know, Scott was playing me, seeing how he could evolve our relationship to fit his needs. So, one day he invited me over to watch a wrestling match.
I was really reluctant to go because I don’t enjoy sports at all, but I could tell Jeff was pretty excited about hanging out, and, well…I honestly just didn’t want to let him down. So, I agreed.
The “date” was on a Friday a few hours after work and I showed up to his house casually dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. Scott answered the door wearing a similar outfit and pretty soon we were on his couch watching the fight.
Scott almost immediately began belittling the wrestlers, saying how they were doing the moves all wrong. He got more intense as the match went on. At one point it apparently became too much for him to handle and he clicked the tv off and threw the remote.
“Dammit, those guys are so stupid!” he yelled. “Come here, I’ll show you how they’re supposed to do it.”
I really didn’t want to come, but Scott was so angry I was honestly kind of scared to resist. I didn’t know the first thing about wrestling, so when he had me get on all fours, I didn’t suspect a thing.
Scott then positioned himself behind me in the doggy style position and wrapped his arms around my stomach, pulling my body up into his. He then put his mouth near my ear and said, “Go ahead, try to get out of this.”
I struggled half-heartedly, but there was honestly no chance of me escaping him. As I fought to escape, Scott began using his body to keep me pinned. Unfortunately, he did this by pressing his crotch tightly against my ass. And when I tried to pull away from him, he responded by bouncing his crotch repeatedly against my ass.
“Try to get away, try to get away Chris” he taunted.
Now, I could distinctly feel his member harden to a rock as he continued to slam and grind himself into me.
“Okay, stop!” I explained and was surprised to find I was breathless and panting.
Scott quickly released me.
“See?” he said. “Those pussies don’t know what they’re doing!”
“Yeah…” I said, still trying to catch my breath.
Scott then sat back on the couch, his legs spread wide open. “Now watch this one,” her said and beckoned me to crawl toward him.
I did so, not sure what I was expecting at this point. My head was spinning and I felt a little faint. I stopped just shy of Scott’s legs, but he beckoned me closer.
I crawled on all fours until I was between his legs and suddenly he wrapped his legs around me, pulling my face into his crotch.
I immediately struggled, but Scott put both his hands on the back of my head and smothered my face on his still rock-hard shaft. I could feel his balls even from within his shorts and they were huge.
“Try to get away….” he taunted again.
I did, and it was useless. To my horror, Scott was actively grinding on my face now, masturbating himself, dry humping my mouth.
“Stop!” I tried to yell, and then suddenly Scott pulled his shorts down. Before I could even do anything, his dick was in my mouth……
*****Should I go on? I can barely type right now I’m shaking so bad…..
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/o762im/abused_by_a_friend_m4m
I immediately pulled away from Scott’s dick, the tip popping from my mouth. I started to complain, but as I did he began to softly slap the tip of his cock against my lips. He still held the back of my head with one hand and his legs held me pulled close to him.
Every time I opened my mouth to speak, he slapped my lips lightly with his head. I glared up at him, and he actually began laughing at me, daring me to try to speak. Since I couldn’t get away, I just continued to glare at him.
“Nothing more to say?” he taunted, and then he began rubbing the tip of his dick slowly over my lips like he was carefully putting lipstick on me. Except instead of lipstick it was his pre-cum, salty and stringy. He pulled his dick just barely from my mouth, letting his cum string between his dick and my mouth.
“You like that, Chris?” he teased. “You want some more of that man juice all over your face?”
I opened my mouth to answer that I wasn’t a girl and I certainly wasn’t gay, but no sooner did my lips part, then he plugged my mouth with his cock. Just the tip now, my lips clamped around his shaft in a desperate attempt to push him out of my mouth.
My tongue had nowhere to go. I pulled it back, but he seemed to know and began pressing his dick further into my mouth, cornering my tongue like a caught prey. I suddenly had no choice and allowed my tongue to rest on his meat.
Scott immediately moaned, a manly low growl, and then, to my horror, began sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, slowly fucking himself with my lips and tongue.
“GLUB-GLUB-GLUB!” I tried to tell him to stop, but his hot meat filled my mouth, choking me with it’s length as he pushed it more intensely down my throat.
My resistance only excited Scott more. “Damn,” he said in a husky voice, absolutely in love with my mouth. He tried to slow it down, coming to a stop and resting himself between my lips.
We just sat there for a minute while he calmed himself. His dick was rock hard. A few minutes passed, and I felt him begin to go soft, his cock softening to a penis.
For some reason, this was more disgusting to me than having his dick hard in my mouth. I began to struggle against his now flaccid member and, to my relief, he allowed it to slip from my mouth.
My relief was short-lived though, as he scooted up and arched his ass. Before I could think, his hand on the back of my head pulled my face into his large balls. He began gyrating his hips, smothering my face with them.
I tried to get away, but his balls were all over my face. He was actively moaning again and his dick was returning to it’s former rock-like state.
I was worried he was going to fuck my mouth again, but suddenly he pulled my face lower until my nose was right up against his ass hole.
“Noooo!” I started to yell, and then my nose was buried in his brown eye…..
*Should I continue…….? Is anyone even remotely interested in this kink, or am I just a freak?