An Old Friend - Sex Stories

An Old Friend

... &#034Do you remember the night of our grad parties?&#034 he asked. I groaned, &#034Uh-huh.&#034 I felt his had tighten on my head, forcing his cock deeper, as he told me, &#034I know you watched me fucking Becky. It turned me on.&#034 I coughed and choked a little as he pushed his cock deeper in my throat. My head was spinning and I wanted to stop, to get away from this monster, but I felt powerless. I let him use my mouth like I was a c***d. &#034I know you liked it, buddy,&#034 he added, moving my head faster, as I felt his balls tensing. &#034How about we try it with Lisa? I'll let you watch.&#034 And with that, he held my head in place, groaning loudly as I felt his hot, salty seed filling my mouth. It seemed like a cup of fluid was in my mouth, as I swallowed instinctively to keep it from leaking out. He released my head and let his massive, dripping member slide from my mouth. I got up and went to the bathroom, trying to escape his abuse. After rinsing my mouth and peeing, I went back in to the living room. Drew was still sitting on the couch, his legs splayed apart with his cock still swollen and shiny from my saliva. &#034Please don't tell Lisa,&#034 I requested meekly. &#034Don't worry, buddy. It'll be our secret,&#034 he assured me. &#034And please don't talk about fucking her again,&#034 I added, only to get a silent smirk from him. That request would be denied, as that night opened the door for Drew to bully me into sucking him off whenever we were alone. It ...

... continued for weeks, with his barrage of insults about fucking my wife, while I sucked that cock over and over. In time I broke down and would answer his degrading questions just to give him what he wanted. He learned intimate details, like the fact that I have trouble getting it up, and Lisa had never given me oral or taken anal. He would ask about her cunt (as he put it), making me tell him that it was neatly trimmed but not shaved (which he said it should be). He told me about how he goes through her panties and bras when we are at work sometimes, sometimes using them to masturbate. I would plead with him to stop, but it just got worse as time went on. **The Proposal** After Drew had been living with us for a few months, being completed supported by us, I decided to confront him one night while the three of us were sitting on the patio drinking wine. &#034So, how's the job search going?&#034 I asked, trying to sound as sincere as possible. &#034Not bad,&#034 he replied, brushing me off quickly. &#034Well it's been a while. I don't know if it's fair that we're supporting you this long, Drew,&#034 I challenged, looking uneasily at Lisa for support. &#034Yeah, I guess you're right, buddy. I should pull my weight here,&#034 he replied. I nearly fell out of my chair in shock. &#034I have a proposal,&#034 he added, with a gleam in his eye. &#034And what would that be?&#034 interjected Lisa, taking an active role in the conversation. &#034Well, I've been around here long enough to ...