Page 35 of Curious Cameron
"P-please."
They don't have to order me to beg for it. I'm ready for this. I want it. I want Trevor to open up the way for Marlon to use me later. My skin feels like it's on fire and my mind is melting as I imagine what it's going to be like being stuffed from both ends at the same time.
But first I'm going to learn what Trevor's cock feels like.
Everything almost feels surreal. My mind races over all the events leading up to this one. There isn't a single thing I'd change. I don't regret anything. And I don't want this to stop.
"Tell me, Cam. Beg for it." Trevor kneels with his dick in his hand, stroking himself furiously while he looks down at me. Watching my face. Studying my reaction. Listening to every breath I take. "I wanna hear it…I need to hear it."
"P-please, sir. Please, Trev. Fuck me."
"Fuck, Cam," Trevor hisses. His fingers dig into the meat of my thigh while his other hand holds the base of his dick as he guides himself into me. I shudder and cry out as he pushes his way inside of me. It doesn't hurt, but there's a stretch and burn as he pops my figurative cherry.
"Ah, ah!" I arch my back and moan as the head of his cock rubs against that special little bundle of nerves that make this whole thing so good. I fling my head back and offer my throat. I tug against Marlon's hold, but it's hopeless.
Marlon has me pinned.
And Trevor?
He has me fucked.
I'm being fucked. Oh, holy shit. I cry out as Trevor thrusts between my splayed open legs, moving in and out of me withsuch speed and force I wonder if there's a race going on. I guess there is. He's chasing down his pleasure and he's taking everything I have to give.
My dick is hard as hell and the tip glistens, but my erection bobs in the air without being touched. My hips move of our own accord, trying to match Trevor's enthusiastic movement. Yet it's too much for me. I can't keep up.
All I can do is lay there and take it. Take Trevor's cock as it fucks in and out of me. Weak. Powerless. Vulnerable. And yet I've never felt more free.
With Trevor's thick cock inside my ass and Marlon's rough hands around my wrists, I'm able to let go of…everything. I enjoy myself, I revel in it. I embrace my new role of being turned into a toy.
Their hot twink.
I'm just like that guy in the porn Trevor was watching. Only I'm better than that, aren't I? Because this is real. I'm real. None of this is pretend. Nobody is doing this for money or views. I'm letting my best friend and this older man who's practically a stranger take my body.
Because I want to submit to them.
Because I want them to use me until there's nothing left of me.
"You think your boy can handle some double penetration?" Marlon asks.
"Fuck, yeah," Trevor grunts. His hips stutter, momentarily losing his neck break pace before he stills inside of me, pushing in so deep that his balls slap against the curve of my ass. "Wepracticed last night with a dildo. C'mon, Cam. You're gonna suck Marlon while I fuck you."
I'm manhandled into a new position. Put down on my hands and knees while Marlon stands up. He grins down at me, patting my head and brushing my sweaty bangs off my forehead.
"Get ready, sweetie. You're on double duty now."
As Trevor slips back inside, Marlon presents himself. He's wearing protection. I willingly open my mouth and close my eyes. The taste of latex on my tongue is weird, but I ignore it and focus on everything else instead. While Trevor holds me by the hips, Marlon gets me by the hair. I'm trapped again and speared from both ends.
Both my holes are filled at once. Over and over again.
"You're so sweet. So tight. You're being such a good boy. Keep taking it. Keep being my good little slut."
Trevor pounds me from behind fast while Marlon rocks in and out of my mouth. He goes slow, but he does it deep. Tears spring into my eyes as his throbbing manhood tickles the back of my throat.
I don't know how long it lasts.
All I know is that once it happens, it feels like this will never end.
Is this my new life now? Will I ever do anything but be a set of holes to be used?
