Cross Contamination Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Cross Contamination Pt. 09

... marks, Hardon. I'm not sure how you did it, but you went above and beyond. I can only assume that your wife and daughter are such huge fucking sluts that the job was easier than I assumed. Let's call it 200 bucks off what you owe."

He got up from behind his desk, his large, thick cock, still erect, bobbing between his hairy legs.

"Are you staring at my cock, Hardon?" Said Charlie, amused.

Daren flushed angrily and tried to stammer something out about how just glancing didn't mean anything, but Charlie cut him off.

"I don't give a shit what pathetic excuse you have. I don't care if you look at it as long as you don't get any ideas. I told you I'm not gay. Anyway, you're about to get a much closer look at it. I got to see some racy photos of Cassie, I think it is only fair that I return the favor."

He took a wide stance in front of his desk, thrusting his swollen reddish cock into the air.

"Get over here, photographer extraordinaire. I'm ready for my close-up."

Daren shook with humiliation, but once again, he felt powerless. If Charlie wanted him to take dick pics for him, he had no way to refuse. He forced himself to snap some photos of Charlie's cock, keeping his bully's face out of the photos at Charlie's instruction.

"Let's try a different angle. On your knees, Hardon." Charlie's eyes were hard and mean. He knew that this whole situation was repulsive to Daren, and couldn't get enough of his wimpy enemy's humiliation.

Daren fell to his knees with ...

... a thump, taking photos of Charlie's towering cock from multiple angles. This close he could smell the disgusting smell of Charlie's poorly washed dick. After half a dozen photos, Charlie aimed a kick at him, signaling him to move away.

"That's enough of that," snapped Charlie, "I told you to get some photos, not to fall in love."

A nasty grin crossed Charlie's face as a thought suddenly came to him. "Why don't we get some snaps of you while we are at it, Hardon? Let's really commemorate the occasion."

Daren felt sweat bead on his forehead. He had come so far without anyone realizing he had been forced into chastity by Renee. Charlie would be the worst person in the world to discover that shameful secret.

"N-no thanks Charlie. I'm g-good." He mumbled nervously.

Charlie frowned. "You don't get to say 'no' to me, Hardon, remember? What are you so worried about? Are you afraid that I'll see your tiny dick? I already saw it in high school, remember? Are you afraid that I'm going to see you popping a boner from kneeling in front of a real man? Cause I already guessed that. Hands over your head, loser." The last sentence was a shout, and Daren found himself placing his hands over his head automatically in response to the command.

Charlie roughly undid Daren's belt and forced his pants down to his ankles before seeing the chastity device. A look of confusion crossed his face, then realization. He crowed with laughter, covering his face in disbelief.

"Holy shit, ...