This story will be told from the individual viewpoints of the characters.

“BUCK”

I looked at the door in front of me and smirked at knowing what I was going to do. Not only should Bobby be home by now, but he should be swinging off my new girls tit making sure she’s getting milked properly. I had thought about this all day to make sure Ann was going to have as much fun as myself. I may have only known this little cutie for three days now, but oh, did I know so much about her fantasies. And I was about to use that to my advantage.

The doorbell looked too easy and no where near menacing enough for me. I rapped on the door loud enough to make anyone nervous. I could hear someone run to the door, but instead the person left. I knew what was going on and smirked again. When the door opened, it was just enough so Ann’s head could peep out. She had such a strange smile on her face. I pretended not to now what was going on and asked her what took so long to answer the door. She opened the door a little more while trying to hide behind it and I walked in.

I started laughing out loud when I saw Bobby’s head half hidden by the shirt she had on. He was latched onto her tit, sucking just as obediently as I had ordered.

“See, it takes a while to answer the door this way.”

“Come on now. I heard the first footsteps. Who ran back for whom to keep me happy.”

Ann just stared blankly at me not wanting to rat out Bobby. Bobby finally pulled away from nursing on her and raised his hand.

“Did I tell you to stop working my girl?”

He crawled right back under her shirt and went back to work. I headed for the living room and sat in a chair. Ann tugged her boyfriend beside her to the couch. She was begging me with her eyes not to punish him as I had promised, and I wasn’t going to, but it did work into my plan.

“I guess you’ve told him all about how we met by now?” Ann nodded her head. “And what you were doing at the time?” And again she nodded her head. “Has he been a good little boy and behaved?”

“Yeah. He’s actually been really sweet and has been on my tits every hour as you told him to. It’s driving me crazy though because it constantly keeps me all kinds of horny.”

I could see she wished she could take that back because of what her boyfriend took from that statement. But I was content to watch him fumbling under her shirt accomplishing his task. Ann and I were exchanging some intense looks since he couldn’t see us. She was rather jovial until I pointed to Bobby and then grabbed my balls. At first she got very nervous for him, but I teased her with my gestures until I saw her wavering, and then finally I saw her eyes turn dreamy.

I told the kid he could stop, sat on the other side of Ann, and lifted her shirt to expose her tits. I felt them a little and then milked each one to see if there was any success yet. I noticed that even the little I was grabbing at her was forcing her to push her chest forward into my hand. Her heat was becoming very obvious to me. We were going to have a lot of fun before I left.

“ANN”

I was getting so worried for Bobby. Buck had already caught us lying about him not being on my tit when he knocked at the door. The truth was that he was just coming to me to get started. I was feeling so guilty for getting Bobby involved in all this. And now because of the gestures that Buck was making I was really worried. How much could my boyfriend take of this before he left me?

While Buck was checking my nipples, he demanded Bobby to sit on the other side of him. Buck’s hands on my tits were driving me crazy. His hands were so much larger than Bobby’s and strong. When he was done inspecting me for milk, which I was greatly doubting could even get started, he sat back and put his arms around me, and Bobby. I saw Bobby twitch in utter fear and could see how emasculated he felt.

“I think,” Buck said, “that we ought to reaffirm our positions to each other. Just so we know where we stand. Tell my girl how you feel about her.”

Bobby hesitated until Buck looked at him and he spurt out, “I love you more than anything.”

“How sweet. Do you believe him?”

I told him he didn’t even have to tell me. But I knew he was just getting started.

He turned to Bobby again and asked him, “How about me? Do you love me too?”

I cringed at the question and grabbed Buck’s leg to try to get him to leave Bobby alone. But he repeated the question.

I wished that I could just tell him to say whatever Buck wanted to hear, but I knew I was supposed to keep out of it.

Bobby finally closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and said, “I love you too.”

I just knew that this was something that Buck had prepared Bobby for last night when they were alone. Buck had told me that he was going to make sure I was safe before he dropped out of our lives, so I guessed this was part of it.

“I don’t think your boyfriend really understands how I got involved here. Let’s go show him.”

Buck stood up and offered a hand to the both of us to help us to our feet. I had no idea what he was talking about, but I knew two things; Bobby was going to hate it, and I was going to come out feeling guilty over how good I felt.

Buck led us to our bedroom and left Bobby and I by the bed.

“Remember that first day when I saw you? I want you to reset that scene for my little buddy here.”

I knew what he was talking about, and even though I had confessed to Bobby about getting caught masturbating by Buck and Jake, it was too hard to pose that way. When I refused, Buck told Bobby to go to him and I said to wait. I slowly began taking off my clothes. Bobby hated seeing me undress in front of another guy, but I knew what Buck was going to do to him if I didn’t. It wasn’t so hard until I got to my panties, but Bobby turned when he saw me grab the waistband of them and then everything got real hard, and real weird.

When I was nude I stood up and waited for his next instructions. He told me to finish getting everything ready, so I laid down in the middle of the bed. I could see there was something wrong.

“Wasn’t there something on the bed?”

“Please, no.”

“Come over here kid.”

“Okay, I’ll get them.” I went to the closet where I hid my special collection of magazines that I’ve had since I was fifteen. They were old and many of the pages were a bit sticky, but they had revved my engines for four years now. I picked out two and brought them to the bed, and laid back down. I’d been living with Bobby for almost two years and he never knew about the mags, and he especially never knew of my fetish until yesterday. I laid there waiting for whatever and I could feel my heart beating. My nipples were rock hard and my boobs were so swollen from my exposure that they were nearly solid cones.

Buck told me to get going and I was so embarrassed. Before two days ago, no one had ever seen me masturbate, and now he wanted me to repeat it in front of both of them. I spread my legs a little, bent my knees and started very slowly. Buck taunted me for not getting into it and came over to me. He opened one of the mags to a picture of a guy sucking on the head of another mans’ cock. He ordered me to look at it and I did. He turned to several pages until he saw me respond to one particular picture. I was losing control of my emotions and he could tell. The picture was of one guy holding another on his knees, and a third man was holding his head while he was being forced to suck his cock. I knew the picture well, it was one of my favorites.

You like what you’re looking at?”

I nodded for him. I closed my eyes and concentrated on playing with myself. Buck took the mag and showed Bobby what had sent me into a frenzy. I opened my eyes just as he was putting it together about what had happened to him just yesterday, and just how much it was my fault. But then Buck used me as an excuse to have his way with Bobby. I was beginning to understand that Buck’s stay in jail had left him with an infinity for younger and smaller males.

Buck wrapped his arm around Bobby and forced him to watch me masturbate. He kept taunting me with visions of men forcing sex on other men. I could see Bobby getting very nervous as he spoke, but I was to the point where my poor boyfriend was on his own. Bobby was certainly learning a big secret of mine; when I started up the engines on my own, they were very hard to ignore. Buck knew that and was about to take advantage of me.

Buck whispered something in Bobby’s ear and he looked sick. He put his hand on the back of Bobby’s neck and was forcing him to do something.

“Does watching guys getting it on really get you hot?”

I couldn’t believe my ears, until I saw Buck’s white knuckles. I knew where this was going now and I was beyond being able to stop it. I had a pang of guilt sprint past me for poor Bobby, but then the heat in my loins turned me into his worst enemy.

“Damn… it sure does.”

Again Buck whispered to him. “Did you like it when I…” More squeezing and, “…I had to blow Buck?”

“Oh god, yes. I’m so sorry Bobby, but I loved it.” I was undulating my hips into the air and trying to make my face apologize for my bodies needs.

Then Buck laid it all on me. “Haven’t you got something to ask Bobby now? Or I guess you could ask me if he doesn’t want to.”

I had never acted so nasty in all my life, and my mind kept flashing back to Bobby on his knees, Bucks cock going into his mouth, and even the feel of his throat as I tricked him into swallowing for me. Bobby had to see I was out of my mind with lust and heat. He had to know what I was about to do to him.

“Bobby, please… do it for me again. I’ll do anything for you. Please.”

He got mad at me and pulled from Buck’s grip, but was smart enough to stay close. I felt horrible at what I was doing, but I made up my mind that I needed to see him doing it again. And even as I asked him once again, I knew his answer would be no. In a way, that would make it easier for him, because it would take it all out of his hands.

“Please Bobby, just get on your knees. Buck will help you. Please, do it for me.”

“Fuck you.”

Buck slapped him in the back of his head and Bobby winced. Sadly, I shuddered seeing it because I knew Buck was going to take control. It was all coming to a head and I was going to hit that special high I had found for the first time ever yesterday.

I knew what Buck wanted me to do and he knew I was way past the point of caring about emasculating my boyfriend now. It was on.

“Buck… make him do it.” He pretended not to know what I wanted. “Put him on his knees and force him to suck your cock. Please, I’m so hot. I’ve got to see him taken.”

Buck grabbed Bobbies shoulders and simply pushed him down hard until his knees buckled. Poor Bobby didn’t dare say a word, but his impulses made him struggle. He’d hate me even more, if that were possible, if he knew just how much I loved his struggling. Buck held him by his hair and Bobby was thrashing around as his eyes stared at Buck’s hands ripping his own pants off. When I saw Buck’s cock come into sight, and how fantastically hard he was for Bobby, I had to add to the sight before me.

“Fuck him Buck, fuck him.”

“You bet sweetie. You want to watch me fuck his face for you? Huh, you want to see that?”

“Oh god yes. Make him your prison bitch. He already hates me, so enjoy it.” I couldn’t believe the words that just came out of my mouth. In my mind at that moment, I knew I had lost Bobby, so I sought to make it all worth it. I watched as Bobby pushed against his legs trying to keep from getting impaled on the cock being held to his lips.

I taunted Bobby as I hit my first orgasm and encouraged him to fight Buck. I had become an absolute mad woman and no one concerned me; just the orgasm I was having. But even when it waned, I continued dutifully for that one really mind blowing orgasm like yesterday.

Buck got his pants to his ankles and concentrated on getting Bobby settled into his demise. My body was heaving and my hips couldn’t stay on the bed. I watched as Buck finally got Bobby’s mouth wrapped around his organ. I saw him slap Bobby on the back of his head and told him to watch his teeth. Again my body shuddered as Bobby winced. I asked Buck to turn themselves some so I could see them better and I even crawled closer to the edge of the bed. Both Bobby and Buck glanced my way to watch me frigging the hell out of myself as they each played their roles.

I was absolutely beside myself as I watched Bobby being forced to suck my other man’s cock. When I thought of that, I reached out quickly and rubbed Bobby’s hair.

“I love watching my man feed my boy. It’s so fucking hot.”

As tormented as Bobby obviously was, his eyes went to mine but looked oddly unlike I would imagine. In my state of extreme arousal, I pretended the look I saw was lust, and fed off it. I didn’t mean to, but his hair was all I could reach, so I tried pulling him closer to the bed. I begged Buck to bring him closer so I could feel him swallowing again, and he sort of waddled the two of them closer.

I remembered again what Buck had said about how his boys in jail would eventually calm down when they came to the realization that they couldn’t stop it. Bobby must be at that point, because he was spending more time watching me frig myself then looking tormented as he had the day before.

“I think he’s starting to like sucking your cock Buck. Make him work harder.”

Buck fucked him harder and deeper until his choking and gurgling sounds filled the room. Bobby definitely took his attention off me, and I wasn’t far from the big one. I began feeling Bobby’s cheek as Buck’s cock went in and out. I’d run my hands down over his throat and rub it up and down.

“I can’t wait for this to be full of cum. As Buck’s bitch, you gotta suck it all down you know. Suck my man, suck him real good boy.”

I saw Buck tighten his leg muscles and close his eyes to a mere squint while still watching me. I was so fucking sloppy wet from my marathon masturbation that I swiped some of my juices onto Buck’s cock as it came out of Bobby’s mouth. Then Buck was ready which sent us both into our final thrusts.

“It’s coming Bobby… be a good bitch now… and get ready.”

I grabbed his throat and waited to feel his gagging motion to know when to rub him. Bobby seemed to be twisting his head to see my face, but I was starting my orgasm and lost sight of his face. Buck was threatening him to swallow every drop and then his telltale grunting told me he was relieving himself. My ass was in the air and I felt his throat as Buck was filling it up with his cum, but he was trying to keep from swallowing it. I rubbed his throat hard, forcing him to swallow my man’s sperm right down his throat. I struggled to hold still enough to watch his face as his own girlfriend was helping his man force feed him his load. Again, his eyes didn’t look right. I knew that look.

My body fell into a heap of sweat and exhilaration as Buck pulled out of Bobby’s mouth. Bobby doubled over trying to get air and cough up whatever didn’t make it down. Good luck with that. I watched him in a heap huddled over and wondered what was going to happen to us. Buck was fastening his belt and grabbed my vulva in his hand. He swiped a couple of fingers deeply though my lips and exclaimed how juicy I was. I smiled at Buck and thanked him for letting me watch him fuck his bitch’s mouth.

Buck said he needed a drink and went to get a beer. I watched as Bobby started to stand and saw something odd at the crotch of his pants. I crawled off the bed and ordered Bobby to stand. He wasn’t going to until I asked him if I should call Buck to help me. He slowly got to his feet and I stood in front of him. I started into his eyes as I worked my right hand into his pants and underwear. His eyes went downward the deeper I pushed. He knew I had caught on to what had to be a very embarrassing secret for him, but I had to know for sure. I felt his cock which was so warm, but pushed lower and then I felt it. I wiggled my fingers around a little and it was clear that his underwear was full of his own cum.

I heard Buck coming back and pulled my hand out, then reached for my clothes. I was afraid he might have seen what I had done, so I threw my arms around him to distract him. We wound up in a passionate kiss as Bobby fought to avoid watching. The last thing I wanted to do at the moment was let Buck know that Bobby got off as we had. When I was sure he hadn’t noticed, I went back for my clothes and asked who was hungry. Buck said he was starved, and when Bobby wouldn’t answer, I zinged him a good one.

“Oh, that’s right. You just ate.”

I didn’t like him not answering me after what I had just found out, and I had effectively kept secret.

“BOBBY”

I just don’t get Ann. Minutes ago she’s absolutely humiliating me and directing her new ‘boyfriend’ to use me like he had to other men in jail, and then she seemed to be trying to hide what she just found out. Her actions were so contradictory to each other.

Cumming in my pants while Buck assaulted me was far from my greatest embarrassment in the past twenty minutes, but it would certainly make things abundantly worse for me if he found out. I really wanted to change my pants, but if he caught me doing that he would probably see why and I’d be in all kinds of hell.

Buck came up to me and put his arm around me again. It was his way of showing his dominance over me. He had made several things very clear to me when we were alone during the ride I gave him. One was that he was going to knock me down a few pegs by proving to me that he was the alpha dog, as he put it. He had forced me to give him my wallet. I thought he was just going to rob me, but it was actually to copy all of my personal information down, then he robbed me from a twenty. He told me that if I gave him any serious problem while he was hanging around adjusting my attitude, that he would know where to go to make the world right again. To add a little insult to my nervousness, he asked me if he could have the twenty already in his pocket. When I said yes, he pointed out he wasn’t even a thief with me because I just gave him the money.

The only hope he left me with was by telling me how things worked in jail. He told me that as long as his ‘boys’ fell into line with him that as soon as they got out of jail, they got their manhood back. When he was sure I was able to understand Ann and what she needed in life, he was going to move on. Just as I was letting him off he thanked me for his blowjob and told me I’d become a pro at it by the time he left. And he said my only way of dealing with it successfully was to learn to accept my fate.

So here I am trying to learn to deal with being totally emasculated in front of the love of my life, and now it was obvious that I had to put up with her hateful behavior every time she was in heat. I thought all the time about leaving and hoping that Buck would leave my family and friends alone. But there was one thing that complicated it today. I couldn’t get the look on Ann’s face out of my mind as she did her best to disgrace me, and humiliate me like she did. The worse part was that I didn’t really get the idea that what she was doing was so much to inflict pain on me, but was more just to gratify her sexual needs at the moment. That would explain her quick mood change as soon as she got even slightly turned on.