5

Randy was quick to obey, excited to finally have Chris fuck him and claim him even if it would be in front of everyone. He had wanted Chris inside him for so long, he imagined he'd be willing to do anything for it. Clenching down on the toy still in his pussy, Randy got onto his back, his feet flat on the mattress toward Chris, legs bent at the knee, staring up into Calvin's smiling face as he leaned over Randy.

Randy felt Chris grab his ankles and tug him forward and then push him up until Randy was resting on his shoulders on the edge of the mattress. Chris pushed on the back of his legs, bending him over even more, until Randy's knees were near his face.

"Hold that position," Chris ordered, and Randy wrapped his arms around his knees, staring up between his own legs at Chris. His cock was still rock hard and pointed directly over his face, a pearl of precum shining at the tip. He could also see the toy poking out of his ass, as his pussy clutched it.

When Chris grabbed his cock and gave it a long slow stroke, Randy couldn't hold in the moan of pleasure. He saw the drop of precum grow in size and begin to drip from the head of his cock.

"Open your mouth, stick out your tongue," Chris instructed and Randy complied, "I want you to feed yourself your fag juice."

Randy watched as the precum descended in a long string until he felt it and tasted it on his tongue. And the stream continued as Chris methodically stroked his cock, milking out more precum right into his mouth. Finally the string broke and the Chris let go of his rigid cock and smacked his balls, making Randy jump and the boys laugh.

More precum dripped into his mouth when Chris yanked the toy from his pussy without warning. Before he could finish groaning from the pain, Chris had shoved the toy between Randy's lips and worked it in and out a few times for Randy to clean off. He could taste his own ass coating the toy as he tongued it and washed it in his mouth.

Satisfied with Randy's work, Chris tossed the toy on the mattress next to Randy and gave the faggot's cock a couple more strokes. As he did that, he pulled his own cock out of his speedo and slapped it against Randy's now empty pussy, letting him feel how hard Chris was.

"Stroke yourself," Chris commanded, as he worked one, then two fingers into Randy's cunt, "But don't you dare cum without permission. You need to tell me if you are getting close."

Randy cautiously took his own dick in hand and slowly began to stroke it, feeling close already considering how excited and worked up he was. As he was allowed to play with his clit for the first time in he couldn't remember how long, Chris spit on Randy's hole and tried to work in a third and then a fourth finger. He groaned at how much Chris was stretching his hole, but he wasn't about to ask Chris to stop. Instead, he just continued to stroke his clit, which was harder than ever despite the pain he was enduring.

The boys were commenting on how easily Randy was taking four fingers and observing that it was making his clit drip like a faucet, right into Randy's still open mouth. Chris took the fag's clit away from Randy and began to stroke it aggressively as he continued to work four fingers into the cunt to get it ready for his cock. Despite how close he felt to orgasm, Chris nearly fisting his ass kept Randy from getting to the edge.

"Tell me you want it," Chris stared down at Randy as precum drooled into the faggot's open mouth, "I don't want anyone to think you were forced into this. Beg me for my cock."

"Please Sir," Randy moaned, his mind feeling blank and obedient as Chris worked his hole and his cock, "Please fuck your bitch. Allow me to feel your cock in my pussy, please Sir"

"Good faggot," Chris sounded pleased, as he let go of Randy's clit and withdrew his fingers from the gaping hole. He gripped the fag's balls in between two fingers and pulled them up and away from Randy's body, causing the bitch to strain up to release the tension. Chris began to swat at the balls repeatedly as Randy squirmed and squealed, his arms hooked behind his legs holding them to the mattress. His hard cock bobbed above his face and dripped from the beating his balls were taking.

It stung when Chris swatted at Randy's hole with an open palm before slipping two fingers in easily and yanking up on his balls. Then without any ceremony, Chris thumped his hard cock against his best friend's asshole and pushed the head down, popping into the cunt presented before him. Randy had never felt more like a faggot as Chris fucked Randy for the first time, in this incredibly humiliating position to show all the real men around how pathetic he really was.

But regardless of the humiliation, it was finally happening. He had Chris' cock in his ass and was being fucked by him. After wanting it so badly, he now knew how it felt to have his hole filled by this man. Chris had a steady pace going as he pumped his cock into the faggot beneath him and was setting a similar rhythm as he grabbed Randy's hard cock and stroked it above his face.

"Such a big clit," Chris commented, as he pulled Randy's cock straight up and stroked it as he stroked his own cock in Randy's pussy, "Seems wasted on a faggot. But that clit and pussy, along with the rest of you belong to me now. Understood?"

"Yes Sir," Randy confirmed, as he moaned and whimpered and felt his hole expanding and an orgasm inching closer.

Craig stood next to Chris, rubbing his back and whispering something in ear. Chris looked at him and nodded, just before Craig leaned in and kissed him. Randy watched as the two made out in front of everyone while Chris continued to fuck his pussy and stroke his clit.

"You stroke," Chris ordered, releasing the clit and letting it slap down against Randy's stomach, "I want you ready to cum, but only when I say. Tell me once you are close faggot."

After so many times not being allowed to cum, now he was being ordered to cum. It was confusing to be stroking himself and trying to get close to orgasm but having to wait to shoot. And he found it difficult to get close while he was being fucked by Chris.

As Randy stroked his clit, Chris extracted his cock only to replace it with four fingers which sank into Randy easily now. Everyone watched as Chris easily stretched him open. He pushed back in his cock, while his four fingers were still inside. Randy moaned and whined from being so full and stretched open so wide. As he stroked, he felt the orgasm pull back as his hole got aggressively fucked.

"Open your legs," Chris demand, pulling out his fingers while continuing to drive his cock deep into his bitch, "Let me see, let everyone see that face as you take my cock in your cunt."

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Randy moaned and grunted. If it was possible, Chris fucked him even harder and Randy felt an orgasm approaching. Chris slammed his cock in to the hilt and smacked Randy's balls hard and reached down to pinch his nipples. Randy's orgasm receded and he moaned and twisted trying to get away from the abuse.

"That's for being a dirty whore," Chris spit into Randy's face, pulling the nipples away from his chest, "Letting my brother and friends fuck you before you offered your cunt to me."

Randy felt the shame added to the pain he was experiencing, as Chris released his tits and began pounding his cunt again. He reached down and wiped his spit and Randy's clit drippings all over the faggot's face. And yet despite all that, Randy once again felt an orgasm building. As Chris drove his cock deep into Randy, he frantically pulled on his own clit.

"I'm going to cum, Sir," Randy announced, trying to concentrate on not allowing his orgasm to pull back again. He felt the familiar sensation of the pressure building up in his balls and groin. He tried to ignore that he was being fucked publicly in such a degrading position.

"Open your mouth," Chris ordered as he slammed into Randy in long strokes, pulling almost all the way out before driving back in to the balls, "Beg me to cum inside your pussy."

"Oh please Sir, please let me have your cum," Randy pleaded, as he inched closer to the edge.

The way Chris was fucking him was wild and relentless, determined to get off inside the faggot's cunt. He pushed Randy's hand off his own clit and took over the milking. Randy felt the cum crawl back into his balls at the change and he concentrated to get back to the edge and be ready to orgasm for Chris.The whimpering coming from Randy must have sounded so pathetic to all the men observing the faggot. Taking his friend's cock while having his own dick milked. Unable to quite reach orgasm from all the stimulation despite how desperately he wanted to cum.

"Oh god, oh please," Randy panted, the whimpers sounding like a puppy desperate for attention, "I am so close, Sir."

"Cum for me, faggot," Chris demanded, "Shoot that worthless load."

On that command, Randy's body convulsed as if he was having an orgasm but nothing came out except a small dollop of cum that plopped on his tongue. He whined and moaned and tried to fuck Chris' fist gripping his clit while Chris fucked his ass. His balls actually ached and his dick seemed as if it would shoot at any moment, but nothing happened. He moaned in frustration as the orgasm continued to allude him.

He felt Chris' thick cock spasm in his cunt and the hot cum firing off into his pussy just a moment before Chris shouted and groaned, pumping his load into his faggot. As Chris forced his cock in even deeper and drained his seed into his bitch, Randy felt like he suddenly had to piss and his clit began to pour cum out in a stream. It wasn't shooting out of his cock like it did when he ejaculated, instead it had been milked out of him.

"There we go," Chris moaned, while the men in the room cheered him on while watching Randy struggle, "Good boy."

As soon as the cum began to spill from his clit, Chris removed his hand and stopped all sensation, frustrating Randy even more. He reached up and took his cock in hand to stroke it desperately, but there was no orgasm to be had for him. He could feel Chris still dumping his load into his pussy, as cum drooled out and coated his tongue and face. Randy was nearly in tears of both frustration and joy. He could feel Chris' still hard cock pulsing inside him, having finished emptying his balls into the faggot. He had finally been fucked and bred by Chris and he was happier than he'd been in awhile.

"Did that feel good, faggot," Chris asked, extracting his cock, at which point another small glob of cum spurted out of Randy's clit into his mouth, "Ah, look at your little orgasm. Swallow all that cum for me like a good boy."

Randy did as told and swallowed the watery fluid that had filled his mouth. He grimaced at the taste. Chris stepped back and Randy was allowed to lower his body to the mattress and lay flat on his back. He could feel some of Chris' cum seeping out of his loose cunt, as he stared up at the man who he had wanted for so long to fuck him.

"That was the last time you will cum like a man by masturbating yourself," Chris informed Randy, smirking down seeming to understand that what Randy had just achieved was nothing close to an orgasm, "From this point forward, you are not to touch that useless fag dick. Understood? From now on, you only get milked. You are my faggot and everyone here knows it. And now that I've bred you, I think it's only appropriate that the rest of the men get a chance."