Date: Sun, 1 Aug 2021 21:41:17 +0000 (UTC)
From: Rob <rob83401@yahoo.com>
Subject: Whored Out: Cubby and Colin Create a Cuck- chapter 4

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"That's cubby's cum, baby. We put it up there just for you. God, it feels
so slick. Do you feel it, G? Cubby's seed in my hole. Your big cock still
slimy with your own sperm. Do you feel them churning together inside of
me?"

It was all to much for me. There should have been nothing left in my
balls. I stood above them as Colin continued to raise up, then drop down to
meet Greg's upward thrust. I couldn't wait for them. As I watched Colin
teach his cuckold boyfriend how to reclaim his ass, I sprayed one more load
over them. I felt like I was christening the beginning of something big.

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Three men in a heap. Three sweaty, cum covered, exhausted men with their
limbs entangled; in a heap on a disheveled queen bed. As their chests rose
and fell, the tension ebbed until they were breathing in sync. The sex had
not just been exhausting physically. It had been like a mental
marathon. Unlike normal mindless post-coital bliss, today there were still
so many questions to be answered. Colin and Greg couldn't just relax in the
afterglow. They both knew they had taken a step toward a future that looked
much different than it had when they'd gotten up that morning. They had
gone too far to walk it back now. Not a chance that one of them could say,
"I didn't really mean it". They both knew there would be no turning back.

Personally, I don't think I had ever been so tired. The sex had been fueled
with adrenaline and testosterone. Now, exhausted and balls drained, I
needed sleep. I had guided them through the important early step of Greg
reclaiming his partner. In a world where the man he loved would be free to
draw other men to him, it was important that Greg realize his
responsibilities and his options. Colin still loved Greg. If Greg still
loved Colin, he needed to realize that their dynamic was now forever
altered.

Not only did the three of us stink, but the room reeked of sex. Thus
inspiring the second part of the reclaiming ritual.

"Greg, maybe it would be nice if you took Colin in to the shower and helped
him get cleaned up. You know he's been through a lot this morning. It
started well before you arrived."

Greg started to speak; then thought better of it. There would be time later
for questions. He stood and reached out his hand for Colin. He pulled him
up off of the bed and into a tight bear hug. Colin nestled his head into
Greg's neck and held him tight. I can't deny they looked good
together. This is a couple that would turn heads wherever they went. Greg
was nearly a head taller, so Colin comfortably nestled his face in the
crook of his boyfriend's neck. Greg's muscular, sinewy body was the perfect
compliment to the beefier muscle cub in his arms. Even after their multiple
orgasms, their soft cocks hung plump and thick. It was a very erotic
tableau.

As I turned and started toward the bathroom, I could hear them kissing
behind me. In the bathroom, I lifted the toilet seat and started to
piss. Behind me I heard the shower start to run. Then they joined me; one
on each side. This was a different kind of intimacy as we crowded in to
drain our bladders as a trio. As steam started to fill the room, Colin
stepped into the shower. Greg squirted gel into a washcloth and started to
soap up and wash his man. At first I stood back and observed the tender
display of affection. As the suds rinsed away, Greg planted gentle kisses
on Colin's swollen, red nipples. He turned him and knelt, carefully washing
that beautiful, round ass that was already beginning to show some
bruising. Still on his knees, Greg turned his body toward me and gestured
for me to step into the shower with them.

As I slipped past Greg, Colin reached out and put an arm around me. His
face was glowing as he leaned in and began to kiss me. Distracted by those
lips I couldn't resist, I was pleasantly surprised as Greg began to soap me
up with the same tenderness and devotion he had shown his lover. He paid
special attention to the cock that had recently rammed his lover's
ass. Even though Greg's sexual tastes had been vanilla and restrained in
the past, he had always seen himself as assertive and in charge. He never
had any interest in being penetrated. He was the man. He had been kind and
gentle with Colin; but always had the upper hand. Now I could see his
demeanor changing. I could see him become willing to serve.

As I got dressed and ready to head home to crash, we exchanged numbers and
I asked Colin to call me later. They had both pulled on shorts and planned
to stay in and relax. They still had a lot of things to work out. Greg
seemed distracted. After some prodding, he finally admitted the
exhilaration he had felt when he had seen Colin fucked by Marco, then Will
and finally by me. He more reluctantly confessed that something in him
looked up to the three of us for taking control. He inwardly respected the
other man's alpha position. However, he was having trouble coming to terms
with where that placed his standing. Was the other man looking down on him?
Was there a way for him to cede control without appearing weak in their
eyes? He acknowledge that he wanted Colin to fulfill his fantasies; but it
was apparent that he was conflicted about embracing his new role.

Greg's boss was supposed to be coming over for dinner later. Greg suggested
calling him and postponing. Colin was insistent that they not cancel their
plans. Evan, his boss, was one of Greg's oldest friends. They all enjoyed
one another's company. He said they had to keep on with the rest of their
lives; even though one big part of their lives was changing. As I was going
out the door, Colin suddenly asked if I wouldn't like to come back that
evening and join them for dinner. Greg was surprised at first, then
admitted that Evan and myself would probably get along great.

Before he closed the door, Colin stepped into the hallway with me. He
looked behind him to make sure Greg was not in earshot.

"Evan is going to fuck me tonight."

"Okay. That hole of yours must be pretty resilient, cub. I thought you
might want a day off."

"Very funny. Listen. Evan is an incredibly sexy bear of a man. When I first
met him, he flirted shamelessly. Over the last couple of years, that
flirting has progressed to blatant propositions. He constantly hits on me
and all of my friends. He's told me I need to experience an older man; one
who knows how to make me squeal. He's told me he's been in the showers with
Greg after they play handball. He said Greg's anatomy might impress some
but it couldn't even compare to what he had waiting for me."

"Have you ever discussed this with Greg?"

"Absolutely not. It's not like he's the only one of Greg's friends who have
come on to me; but he is like a father figure and best friend all rolled
into one for Greg. I've always just laughed it off."

"And you think the boss man will actually go through with it, given the
opportunity?"

"That's why I invited you. This won't be easy for Greg; but you've already
seen the power you have over him. I know if you're here, you can help him
through it. As for Evan, there is not a doubt in my mind that he would fuck
me down in the lobby with people watching, given the chance."

"Okay, cub. If you're sure."

"I mean, part of me feels bad moving so quickly. I'm afraid that if I wait
and give Greg time to adjust gradually, he's going to change his mind."

"It's your call, babe. I'll do whatever I can to help Greg through it."

As I waited for the elevator, Colin stayed in the doorway, watching me. We
didn't need to say anything else. Looking at that sexy cub, I tried to
think back to meeting him early that morning in the diner. He had been a
willing partner for some of the wildest sex of my life. Or at least, the
wildest experience where I was the top. He made it so easy for me to be in
control.

After a couple of hours sleep in my own bed and another shower, I exited
that same elevator and knocked at the door to Greg and Colin's apartment. I
was dressed nicer this time. I had a bottle of wine under one arm and some
flowers in the other. After all, this had been a special day; and if all
went to plan, the day was far from over. Greg greeted me at the door with a
hug, as though we were longtime friends. Both he and Colin looked rested
and refreshed. Colin gave me a kiss on the lips. He had the most devious
smile.

"Evan texted to say he was running late. That was a half hour ago, so he
should be here any minute. You two have a seat and I'll open this
wine. It's much better than the bottle I was going to make you drink
tonight."

With that, Colin busied himself in the kitchen and I sat on the sofa next
to Greg. He gave me a winsome smile; then pulled me closer and kissed me
just like Colin had. Then he settled back in and put his stockinged feet up
on the coffee table. As I looked around the room, I couldn't help noticing
that the bed had been made up with different linens. It was hard not to
contrast it with the shambles it had been left in this morning. Colin came
over with wine glasses and the opened bottle.

"I didn't even think to ask. Do either of you want something else to drink?
Uh Greg, I can't believe you have your feet up on the table. What's up with
that?"

It seemed like an odd question to me, until he continued.

"In all the years we've lived here, you have never put your feet on the
table."

"It's just my socks. You put your feet up here all the time!"

"Baby, I don't give a fuck if you put your feet up there. It just surprised
me. Cubby, for the first six months we lived together, everytime I put my
feet up on the table or curled them under me on a chair, Greg would make
this little anal retentive noise. It wasn't quite a rebuke. Just a tiny
noise. After awhile, either he got used to my ways or I just stopped
listening to him. I'd forgotten all about that. Man are we going through a
lot of changes today."

Saying that, Colin winked at Greg and playfully pushed me over to make room
for him to sit between the two of us. He leaned to Greg and gave him a
kiss. It was more than a peck. Then they really started to get into it. If
this were a normal dinner party, the liplock these two were in would have
been uncomfortable; but for this night, it seemed like all rules were
off. They didn't even stop when the knock came at the door. It was like
they didn't even hear it. I was closest anyway, so I got up to let in the
other guest.

When I opened the door, I was trying to think of something funny to say
about our hosts' behavior. But the man standing before me stopped me dead
in my tracks. Evan was a bear of a man. I had to look up to make eye
contact. He was easily six foot five. The gray hair on his head was closely
cropped but transitioned to a thick, dark, well groomed beard that was
dotted with a few gray hairs. This stud was jacked. He looked like the kind
of guy who would try and steer the conversation to his bench press
record. His arms and chest were massive. He was wearing a crisp white shirt
open at the collar, allowing a glimpse of the thick dark hair on his chest.
This entire package was draped in a woven silk suit that easily cost more
than I made in six months. He looked like a man who was used to being in
charge.

Surprised that a stranger opened the door, he gave me a quizzical look;
then looked over at Greg and Colin. The were still going at it like
teenagers. Raising his eyebrows in surprise, he turned back to me, looking
for some kind of explanation. All I could do was shrug.

"What can I say? It's a weird fuckin' night!"

"I can see that."

"Hi, you can call me Cubby, I'm a friend of Colin's. You must be
Evan. Colin said you were a good looking guy; but I gotta say, he left a
lot of stuff out."

My compliment earned me a devious grin from the hunk. This was one sexy
fucking man. His eyes focused right on me. Then he looked me up and
down. Rather than intimidating, the look was both comical and a little
naughty. He exuded sex and confidence. I had extended my hand to shake but
he used it to pull me in and give me a sideways hug. Then a quick kiss on
the cheek.

"Colin doesn't introduce me to enough of his sexy friends. God knows I
ask."

He laughed like it was a joke. I knew from what Colin had told me earlier,
it wasn't. All that was running through my mind right now was, if this
muscle god doesn't fuck Colin tonight, I sure hope he's fucking me. Evan
nodded his head to the sofa.

"How long have these two been going at it like this?"

"Just started before you got here. We haven't even got into the wine
yet. Might be a wild night."

I said that like it was a joke. But again, I knew from what Colin had told
be earlier, it wasn't.

Colin and Greg finally came back to reality and pulled apart in order to
greet their guest. Greg gave Evan a fist bump and excused himself to go to
the bathroom. I don't think they realized how prominent their erections
were when they had stood up. Evan didn't miss it. He shot me a
what-the-fuck glance. All I could do was shrug. I caught Colin's eye and
gestured down to his crotch. He blushed at first, but then just smiled. He
shrugged back.

Colin sat back down and pulled Evan down next to him. I sat beside Evan. I
was obsessed with this man. As he settled next to me, his thighs were twice
as big as mine. It quickly became clear that he was wearing very sheer
boxers or none at all beneath those expensive, silky trousers. Perhaps as a
reaction to Greg and Colin's boner display, Evan's growing cock bulged
halfway down along his thigh. I saw Colin take it in. He glanced over and
gave me a wink. Then I watched his hand slide over the top of Evan's leg
and toward the inseam. Then he opened his hand wide and placed it on top of
the cloth covered torpedo. It was abundantly clear that his fingers would
not be able to encircle this prize. No wonder Evan had bragged to Colin
about his cock. It was still expanding. Colin was in a trance. He started
to move his hand back and forth as he watched it grow. Evan looked at me in
bewilderment.

"Do you have any idea what the fuck is going on?"

I heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door opened. Greg was making his
way past the kitchen island when he saw Colin's hand on Evan's crotch.

He went ballistic. Wide-eyed and in a rage he came charging toward the
sofa.

"Colin! No! No, please Colin! Not Evan! Please, baby!"

Colin gave me the look. He gave me the why-did-I-invite-you-tonight look. I
quickly stood and got a firm hold on Greg. He gave me a deadly look. Then
his eyes dropped. I pulled him in tighter. He was shaking and I thought he
was going to collapse. I was holding on tight but his whole body was
trembling. He tried to plead his case one more time.

"He's my boss, baby! He's my best friend! You can have anyone else, but
him! Don't do this to me. Not now, baby! Not him."

Evan was initially confused. But between Colin's attention to his hardon
and Greg's pleading, he was starting to piece things together. He looked at
Colin and could see the lust in his eyes. He looked toward Greg and I. Greg
was quiet now. He realized he wasn't going to be able to stop this. He was
trying to come up with some way to save his dignity. Some way to save his
job and his best friend.

When I looked back over to Colin, I could see the fire in his eyes. This
was going to happen. This was going to happen now.  I saw that Evan had
moved his hand on to the cub's crotch; but his eyes were looking straight
at Greg. I wish I knew exactly what was going through the big bear's
mind. His face first showed nothing but a raw, sexual threat. I checked for
Greg's reaction but, unable to deal with the threat, he had looked
away. When I directed my attention back to Evan, under the lustful
demeanor, I could see compassion for his best friend. Or was it pity I
detected. It was clear now that Evan had figured out what was going on.

Still holding on tight, I guided the docile Greg over toward the
sofa. Colin's hand still rested on Evan's unbelievable bulge. Evan was
still directing all his attention on his best friend. He scooted a little
to closer to Colin to make room; then reached out his hand to Greg. I
plopped Greg down next to the man who was going to fuck his lover. Unsure
if he was going to resist again, I kept a hold on him. Evan leaned over and
put his arm around him. When Greg raised his eyes to meet his, Evan mouthed
the words, "Thank you". Then he kissed him on the cheek.

"What a wild fucking night. It might have been easier if someone had told
me what was going on from the beginning. Greg, I'm not new to this. You
know I'm a player. You know I complain about never getting enough. I'll
tell you now, this is not the first time I've fucked someones husband. When
you're hung like I am, and when you're wired like I am; there are a lot of
guys who want you to be their bull. Some boyfriends like to watch. Some
want to be as far away as possible. How do you want to play this?"

Greg had been looking at Evan as he spoke; but when the question was
directed at him, he again dropped his head. I think he had resigned himself
to the situation. Now they wanted his verbal approval; but he couldn't get
any words to come out.

Keeping his eyes locked on his best friend, Evan unbuckled his belt and
dropped the zip on his slacks. He took Greg's hand and directed it into his
silk boxers. He closed his hand over Greg's. He leaned in close and spoke
in a low voice.

"It's big, Greg. It's fucking big. Is this what you want for your
boyfriend? I never thought you'd be open to it. But then again, why would
anyone want to deny their partner the opportunity to get fucked by a cock
like this? It's okay, buddy. This has nothing to do with your job. You're
still going to be my best friend. But I'm a bull, Greg. If I manage to get
this in your lover's ass, he may not be satisfied with one fuck. Can you
cope with that? I have no intention of stealing Colin away from you. This
isn't about love. This is just about sex. So unless you can honestly tell
me this isn't what you both want, I'm going to be breeding his ass real
soon."

When Evan stopped speaking, Greg finally raised his head and made eye
contact with him. Even though he couldn't bring himself to answer verbally,
his hand started to move on Evan's prick.  Keeping his attention on his
boss's eyes, he released his grasp and removed his hand. He then reached
for Colin's hand that was outside the fabric barrier. He guided his lover's
hand into his boss's shorts so he could feel the shaft that was going to
penetrate him. Evan lifted up slightly and slid his boxers and slacks down
for better access. Then with his right hand on the back of Colin's head and
his left hand on the back of Greg's, he pushed them down to his exposed
cock. Colin was the first to open his mouth and take in what he could
manage of the enormous head. After just a few minutes, he pulled his
boyfriend's face to his for a deep kiss. Then he guided Greg's head onto
the cock that would soon be inside his partner.

With two willing worshippers, Evan released his hold on their heads. He
leaned back and watched as these attractive men showed him the respect he
deserved. Since I had relaxed my hold on Greg, I had been able to rest my
hand on my own crotch. I don't think I had ever been harder than I am
now. Now that there didn't appear to be any rules left, I opened the fly to
my slacks and started to jack off as I watched. Noticing me, Evan put a
beefy hand around the back of my neck and drew me to him for a kiss. When
the kiss ended, we both looked down at the two lovers who were now eagerly
working their mouths along his shaft.

"Would you fucking look at that, cubby? You ever see two hotter guys
sharing an alpha's cock? But now, there's a big old bed over there going to
waste. Let's move this roadshow. Greg, my friend, I'd like to watch you
undress your lover and get him ready for me. Would you do that for me?
Cubby, what do you think? Want to stay and watch the show? Maybe if you're
lucky, you'll get a little taste, as well."

Colin stood and took his boyfriend by the hand. He was pulling him at
first; but by the time they got to the bed, Greg was in the lead. He kissed
him gently as he started to unbutton his shirt. After he slipped it off
Colin's shoulders, the normally tidy Greg tossed it into a nearby chair. As
he pushed his lover's jeans to the floor, I saw that Colin was wearing the
jock that I had been wearing earlier. I hadn't put it back on after we
showered because it was too cum-soaked and grungy, even for me.

Evan and I had made our way over to the bed. He applied enough pressure to
my shoulder that I knew what I was supposed to do. As Greg moved Colin to
the center of the bed and got him on all fours, I dropped to my knees and
buried my face in Evan's pubic hair. While Greg learned the joy of rimming
his lover, I took the head of this monster cock into my mouth. The foreskin
was pulled back. The precum covering the exposed head helped it slide into
my mouth. To date, this was the largest penis I'd ever had in my
mouth. Colin was now moaning uncontrollably. As Evan eased me off his cock,
I looked over and saw Colin's hole looking shiny and wet.

Greg moved to the side as Evan moved in behind the beautiful ass of Colin
the Cub. He cleared his throat and hawked a gob of spit right into Colin's
crack. Edging closer, rather than push his gigantic cock into that
impossibly small hole; Evan looked into Greg's eyes and gave a small
nod. Apparently understanding his role, Greg grasped his best friend's cock
and guided it toward his boyfriend's wet, puckered hole. Kneeling on the
bed and still fully dressed, he used his other hand to rub his own cock
through his trousers. Evan started to breach Colin's hole; then
stopped. His eyes were trained on that fat round ass; but he was addressing
Greg.

"I want you to know I love you, buddy. Trust me, this is going to get
easier with time. You're doing all the right things; but now I have to hear
you say it. What do you want Greg? What do you want for Colin? What do you
want from me?"

Greg opened his mouth but no words came out. His confined cock was
straining hard against his boxers. Colin's fat cock was sticking straight
out in anticipation. I was slowly stroking; afraid I might cum to soon. At
the center of it all Evan's monster dick. Greg was still guiding it toward
it's target. The foreskin covered head just at the entrance. I was silently
willing Greg to speak up.

"Ah, just fucking with you, friend. I do want to hear you say it one
day. Someday it will come easy to you. But right now, with your consent or
without it; I'm going to breed your boyfriend. I'm going to breed your
fucking boyfriend; and you are going to lick my cock clean when I'm done."

With that, he started to apply pressure with his hips. I could see Colin
straining to push himself back on to the invading prick. This wasn't a dick
made for one quick stab. Slowly but steadily the head disappeared and then
the shaft was swallowed up centimeter by centimeter. At the moment Evan's
bull balls came into contact with Colin's ass, even though it is what he
wanted, Colin screamed from the pain.  In response, Greg shuddered and
emitted a low, grumbling moan like he had earlier today.  Twice in one day,
the cuck had cum hands free.

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