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Cory again groaned as he felt himself stretched wide on a cock once again. Thanks to Nic, Derek did not have to struggle or fight his way in, Cory’s hole’s weak attempts to keep out any further intruders in vain.
“Fuck.” Derek watched much as Nic did as his cock was swallowed by Cory’s ass. “I don’t care if this sounds weird, but I seriously love fucking his hole when it’s been stretched out like that. We’ve practically given poor Cory here a pussy with how bad we’ve wrecked his hole.” Derek watched as the lips of Cory’s hole followed his cock each time he pulled out, letting the filthy words fall from his mouth, knowing the effect they would have on Cory as he was talked about him like an object. As if on cue, Cory groaned at his use of the word “pussy.”
“He’s a real fucking cock hound when he wants to be, huh?” Nic added as Derek began to steadily fuck in an out of Cory, no longer watching his hole but instead watching the rest of him. Cory’s breath was once again starting to labor, each seeminglyaccompanied by a small high-pitched moan. “Fuck, look he’s cumming again.”
Cory’s muscles tightened up again for the fourth time, and then suddenly released as he came yet again on his second cock of the night. Nic’s half-softened cock still in his mouth, Cory could only moan weakly in vain as Derek fucked him through it. Every time he came, it felt more intense, took more out of him. He was practically exhausted, and he was the only one currently unable to move.
“Good boy.” Derek rubbed Cory’s lightly fuzzy belly as he continued to fuck. “Now let’s get another two of those out of you before we finish.”
“Mmmmph?!” Cory whined, unsure if he could manage that. Fuck, he wasn’t going to have a choice.
“Yeah, boy.” Derek placed his hand near Cory’s groin, above his caged cock, to help hold him in place and get some leverage. “I know you got it in you. Come on, cum for me again.”
Cory cried out, mouth still full. He could already feel another building, the time between them shrinking each time he came. He squeezed his toes together as he felt the familiar muscle tightening begin.
Feeling Cory’s hole squeeze him once more, Derek immediately picked up the pace. Each orgasm wasn’t just happening closer together, they were also getting stronger, and Derek felt like his cock might be forced right out of Cory’s hole, forcing him to fuck through the spasming muscles. By the time Cory’s fifth orgasm had finished, Derek was jackhammering as fast as Nic had been when Cory was bred the first time.
“One more, boy. Come on,” Derek encouraged.
Nic’s cock no longer in his mouth, Cory’s face was buried again his thigh, letting out short, breathy moans as he was fucked. Derek could sense Cory’s exhaustion, could see how hard he andNic had pushed him. He was proud. He just wanted to see this through to the end.
“Nnnnggh… Sir.” Cory moaned weakly. He could feel it happening again. One more time, that was what Derek wanted. He could cum for his sir, one more time…
“That’s it, boy. Cum on my cock. You can do it,” Derek continued to speak gently to Cory, the opposite of the onslaught his cock was unleashing on his ass. As he felt the familiar twitching and squeezing around his cock, he knew he had met his goal.
“Aaahhh, sir!” Cory was cumming, likereallycumming. He still felt like he was having one of the most intense orgasms of his life, but he felt something else, some kind of pressure in his cock. He couldn’t think straight enough to make sense of it and just cried out, face still buried against Nic’s leg.
As Derek fucked his way against Cory’s weakly protesting walls, he watched as something shot from the head of Cory’s caged cock.Was… Was that pee? Did I just make Cory piss himself?His stomach muscles rippled and his toes curled, weak, exhausted groans falling from his lips.
“Holy shit, dude.I think I just made him squirt. Like a girl. Look.” Derek was in awe as he fucked forward, ignoring the fact that he was nearly ready to cum himself. Fuck what he said earlier. He needed to makeTHAThappen again.
Nic watched as Derek spoke, pointing to Cory’s cock where a small pool of… well it wasn’t water, lay trapped between Cory’s belly and crotch.
“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck it’s happening againnnn.” Cory could barely control his voice, all his muscles once again tightening and making him bear down, once again losing control of his bladder.
“Holy shit, bro!You did.” Nic was also in awe. “I didn’t even think that was possible.”
“Fuuuuuuck, boy, that’s so fucking hot. I’m cumming. Fucking take it—” Derek spoke his words rapid-fire, emotions of lust and pride and cockiness all rushing to his head at once as he reached the precipice of his fuck, his own orgasm spilling out.
Bending over Cory’s body, he suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder, pulling him back onto his cock, and he thrust his hips forward to meet them, slamming and holding his cock as deep inside Cory as possible. As he felt his cock unload, his own cum mingling with Nic’s, he also felt Cory’s caged cock spurt once more, the warm liquid coating both of their stomachs. He held himself there until he felt his own cock finish twitching. savoring the warmth of the body contact Cory provided.
Holy shit, how was it that every time they fucked, they somehow found ways to make it hotter? He was finding himself getting insanely turned on by things he never would have even thought about a few months ago. His cock twitched, still embedded in Cory and causing the boy to groan weakly, too exhausted to move or protest. Derek knew he needed to get up. Needed to get a towel and clean up. He just didn’t fucking care. He was perfectly happy right where he was, buried to the hilt inside his boy, next to his best friend.
Right now, life was fucking good.
Chapter 8
“What if it rains? You sure the lock will be okay with the water?”
“Should be,” Derek reassured a questioning Cory. “I mean, you’ve been showering with it on, right?”
“Oh, yeah.” Cory sounded a little dumbfounded.
“It’s a clear day, but if it does get stuck, I’m pretty sure we’ve got a bolt cutter in the garage at home,” Nic half-joked.
“No, thank you.” Cory’s hands moved to cover his junk.
It was late Saturday morning, and the boys were walking together through the woods. After their energetic post-dinner fuckfest the night before, the boys turned in early, Derek and Nic cleaning up while Cory laid on the pulled-out couch in a fucked-out daze. Too exhausted to move anywhere else, the three boys passed out in a tangled, sweaty heap.
