Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2023 21:35:12 -0400
From: Mason Hatfield <mhattief99@gmail.com>
Subject: Tyler Shays' Conquests Ch. 6

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Chapter 6 "The Swimmers"

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Tyler had just finished his last class for the day and decided to take a
shortcut through the pool house on his way back home. He liked walking
through the pool and catching a glimpse of the hot swimmers. As he walked
in, he was glad to see that the swim team was practicing, their toned
bodies glistening with water droplets as they swam laps and stretched on
the pool deck.

A lot of them were hot, but Tyler's eyes were drawn to one particular
guy. He was tall and lean with dark brown hair and an incredibly tight
round ass. The guy was wearing a pair of black speedos that hugged the
curve of his ass perfectly.

Tyler felt himself getting chubbed up at the sight and couldn't resist
stealing more glances at him. He didn't know any of the swimmers personally
but couldn't help feeling drawn to this mysterious one.

As Tyler continued walking towards the exit, he heard someone calling out
the cute butt guy's name. It was Andrew. The guy calling him was hot too;
he was about Tyler's height but with a swimmer's build rather than Tyler's
ripped musculature. He was broader than the taller guy, which is why Tyler
hadn't immediately been drawn to him--he preferred thinner builds.

Tyler couldn't resist the urge to catch another glimpse of Andrew's tight
round ass, so he decided to hang around outside the pool house and wait for
him to leave. After a few minutes, Andrew emerged with his boyfriend Connor
by his side holding hands.

Tyler recognized Connor as the swimmer who had called out Andrew's name
inside. So Andrew was taken... but didn't let that deter Tyler from
pursuing his attraction towards him. He watched them walk away down the
street before following at a distance, careful not to be noticed.

As they walked, Tyler admired how well they seemed to fit together--like
two puzzle pieces perfectly meshed. But despite this, Tyler was determined
to make a move on Andrew anyway. He followed them into the closest dining
hall. He settled at an adjacent table, trying to remain inconspicuous while
he booted up Grindr on his phone.

To his surprise, both of them were already on the app - Jackpot! Tyler
couldn't believe his luck; this might be the perfect opportunity to make a
move on Andrew.

He decided to take matters into his own hands and messaged Andrew: "Hey
sexy, you look even better than in your pic."

He watched as Andrew looked down at his phone and read Tyler's message. He
quickly snapped his eyes up and scanned the room, finally locking eyes with
Tyler and realizing that the mystery messenger was him.

Tyler felt a heat build inside him as they locked eyes. He played it cool,
maintaining eye contact and giving him a sexy smirk that he hoped conveyed
his intentions.

Andrew quickly replied: "Thanks stud ;) So you like what you see?"

Tyler replied with a smirk on his face, "Yeah, I like what I see. So who's
the guy you're with?"

Andrew responded quickly, "That's my boyfriend Connor. We have an open
relationship."

Tyler couldn't believe his luck. He really had just hit the jackpot.

"Lucky me," Tyler replied with a wink emoji.

"What are you looking for?" Andrew asked curiously.

"Just some fun and good times," Tyler typed back. He felt his cock stirring
as he typed. "You have a fucking delicious ass."

Andrew blushed at Tyler's message but couldn't deny that he was turned on
by the compliment. He quickly typed out a response, "Well, thanks, I work
hard on my ass." He sent a flexing emoji and a peach emoji.

Tyler couldn't help but grin at Andrew's response. "So, you're in an open
relationship. Do you play together or separately?"

Andrew took a moment to respond, "We do both. It depends on the situation
and our mood."

Tyler felt his heart racing as he read Andrew's response. He couldn't
believe how turned on he was just from texting with this gorgeous guy.

"Well, I'm definitely in the mood for some fun tonight," Tyler typed
back. "What do you say we meet up later? Just me and you."

Andrew hesitated for a moment but eventually replied, "I'm down. Connor has
an evening class in a bit. You can come by our place around 8."

Tyler couldn't help but wonder if Andrew was being totally forthcoming
about his relationship with Connor. "So, will Connor be joining us when he
gets back from class?" He asked.

Andrew responded quickly, "I'm actually thinking we'll be done and you'll
be gone by the time he gets back..."

As Tyler read Andrew's message, he couldn't help but feel suspicious. It
seemed like Andrew was trying to be sneaky with Connor and hide something
from him. He actually preferred this.

He replied back. "Hiding me from him, huh? Does he get jealous?"

Andrew quickly responded, "Don't worry about it. We're mutually open, but
sometimes it's just easier if Connor doesn't know all the details."

Tyler smirked. He'd messed up plenty of open relationships before, so he
wasn't too worried about it now.

"Sounds good," he typed back. "I'll see you at 8."

Andrew quickly confirmed, "Perfect. See you at 8 stud."

Connor was eating next to Andrew as he sent the message, seemingly none the
wiser about what was going on.

Tyler couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of hooking up with
Andrew. He had big plans for this sexy swimmer and wasn't going to let
Andrew's artificial time frame hold him back. If Connor happened to return
while Tyler was still pounding his boyfriend, so be it. Honestly the
thought of cucking the guy made him even hornier.

***

Tyler arrived at Andrew's apartment promptly at 8:00 PM. As soon as he
walked in, Andrew quickly ushered him inside and shut the door behind them.

"Hey there," Tyler said with a sly grin on his face. "Glad to see you're
not wasting any time."

Andrew returned the smile, but his eyes darted towards the clock on the
wall. "We only have about 45 minutes before Connor gets back from class,"
he said hurriedly.

Tyler nodded understandingly. He fully planned to go over that 45 minutes,
but he played along with Andrew, not wanting to waste any more time
talking. Tyler was eager to get down to business.

As they made their way into the bedroom, Tyler couldn't help but admire how
tidy and organized everything was--it seemed like these guys really had
their shit together.

When they entered the bedroom, Andrew moved in close to Tyler and began
kissing him passionately. But Tyler was not content with just following
along; he wanted to assert his dominance. So Tyler took control of the
kiss, pressing himself into Andrew's body as he explored every inch of his
mouth. He felt Andrew's hands slowly sliding over his back, tugging at his
shirt and pulling it up off of him.

"Oh god," Andrew moaned as Tyler broke off from their kiss long enough for
them both to get rid of their shirts. His eyes raked hungrily over Tyler's
muscular chest as they resumed making out. He moaned softly as Tyler
touched him, running his own hands up and down Tyler's sculpted back. The
two men were grinding against each other with increasing fervor, their hard
cocks pressing together through their pants. Their lips met again in a
feverish kiss that quickly turned into an intense make-out session. They
moved closer together until there was no space between them - just hot
flesh pressed tightly against hot flesh.

Tyler continued to grind himself against Andrew, their bodies pressed
tightly together as they kissed passionately. He could feel the heat
radiating off of Andrew's body and he wanted nothing more than to take him
right then and there. As they made out, Tyler's hands roamed over Andrew's
muscular chest and abs before sliding down to his tight round ass. He
squeezed it firmly, eliciting a loud gasp from Andrew.

Andrew moaned softly as Tyler moved in closer, kissing along his neck and
nibbling on his earlobe. The sensation sent shivers down his spine and he
couldn't help but let out a low groan of pleasure. Andrew was lost in the
moment; all thoughts of Connor or any other worries faded away completely
as Tyler took control of everything. They were both caught up in the raw
passion between them.

Tyler pulled back for a moment just long enough for them both to get rid of
their pants before resuming their heated embrace with even more intensity
than before. Their cocks were only restrained by their tight underwear. As
Tyler and Andrew continued to make out, their hands wandering over each
other's bodies, Andrew's hand slid down towards Tyler's crotch. He could
feel the hardness of Tyler's cock through his underwear.

Tyler let out a soft moan as Andrew groped him there, feeling his cock
twitch with excitement at the touch. His own hands were roaming all over
Andrew's body, exploring every inch of that beautiful swimmer physique.A
shuddering breath escaped from between Tyler's lips as he felt those
talented fingers curl around his throbbing erection. He pressed himself
closer to Andrew again in response, one hand sliding back around to cup
that perfectly round ass once more.

Andrew was in a trance as Tyler's hands roamed over his body, feeling all
the right places. He loved how big Tyler was and he enjoyed feeling his
huge cock pressed against him through their underwear. He wanted more of
it, so without further ado, Andrew crouched down and began pulling down
Tyler's underwear. As the elastic band passed over the head of his cock, it
sprang free--huge, thick, and throbbing with desire. Andrew couldn't help
but marvel at the size of it--it was much bigger than his. And much bigger
than Connor's.

"Fuck," Andrew gasped as he took in the full size of Tyler's
erection. "That is one huge dick."

Tyler let out a low chuckle at Andrew's reaction. It felt good to be
admired and desired by someone so attractive. "You like what you see?"
Tyler asked with a smirk on his face. Andrew just nodded wordlessly, still
staring in awe at Tyler's impressive member.

Tyler watched as Andrew wrapped his lips around his thick cock, taking it
deep into his mouth. He felt a wave of pleasure course through him at the
sensation. Andrew knew how to suck dick. Despite his skill, Tyler was so
big that Andrew struggled to suck all the way down his cock, gagging on his
large size. He pulled back, embarrassed and red-faced.

"It's okay," Tyler said reassuringly. "You don't have to take all of it."

Andrew nodded, feeling slightly relieved that he didn't have to try for
more than he could manage.

Tyler couldn't help but tease him a little bit; "A little bigger than your
boyfriend's huh?"

Andrew chuckled nervously before replying, "Yeah... you're definitely
packing."

Tyler grinned and ran his fingers through Andrew's hair as the other man
continued to work on getting him off with both hands now stroking Tyler's
throbbing dick. It was clear that Andrew knew what he was doing even if he
struggled with the full length of it in his mouth.

"Fuck yeah," Tyler groaned as Andrew worked over every inch of his
impressive member with skillful strokes while bobbing up and down on the
first several inches. As Andrew did his work, Tyler couldn't help but feel
a sense of control and power. He knew that he was the one in charge here
and Andrew was just another guy who wanted to be used by him.

But as much as he enjoyed watching Andrew work on his dick, Tyler decided
it was time to take things up a notch. He gently pulled Andrew off of his
cock by the hair, stood him up and kissed him deeply. As they made out once
again, Tyler moved them towards his and Connor's bed until they were both
sitting on it together. He broke away from their kiss long enough to grab
hold of Andrew's head firmly with both hands before sliding him back down
so that his thick member was hovering over those luscious lips.

"Open your mouth," Tyler commanded in a low growl.

Andrew obediently opened wide with anticipation; feeling slightly nervous
about what Tyler was going to do, given his difficulties handling his size
earlier on.

Tyler didn't waste any time; he pressed himself into Andrew's open mouth,
forcing his thick cock deep into Andrew's throat without mercy or
hesitation. He gagged like before but this time Tyler held him fast,
forcing his way beyond the gag reflex. The sensation sent shivers down
Andrews spine as tears started welling up involuntarily from the effort.

Tyler pressed deeper into his throat, pushing past the limits of what
Andrew had thought he could handle. His body heaved and tried to cough
around the intrusion, but all it did was coat Tyler's cock with thick
throat spit. Even though it was uncomfortable at first, Andrew soon found
himself enjoying the sensation. He felt a sense of submission and surrender
wash over him as Tyler took control, using his mouth for his own pleasure
without any regard for Andrew's comfort or desires. It was thrilling to be
used in this way--to have someone take complete charge of him like this.

Tyler groaned with pleasure as he fucked Andrew's face harder and
faster. He loved feeling that tight throat around his cock--so warm and
wet--almost driving him over the edge already. Andrew moaned softly around
Tyler's thick member, letting out soft gurgles each time it pushed too deep
down into his throat. His hands were clutching onto Tyler's strong thighs
while trying hard not to gag against the huge dick being forced down his
gullet with every stroke.

Finally, Tyler pulled out of Andrew's mouth to let him catch his
breath. Thick strings of saliva linked Tyler's throbbing cock to Andrew's
lips as he gasped for air. Tyler couldn't help but grin at the sight of
Andrew panting and drooling all over himself. It was clear that he had
enjoyed submitting to Tyler in this way.

"What a slut," Tyler muttered under his breath with a chuckle.

Andrew just grinned up at him through the spit and precum dribbling down
his chin. "You like it when I'm your little bitch?"

Tyler chuckled again before replying, "Fuck, you were always my little
bitch."

Andrew chuckled at Tyler's words, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the
thought that he was pleasing him. He felt his own cock throbbing with
desire as he looked up into Tyler's eyes.

"I like being your little bitch," Andrew responded with a smirk on his
face. "I want you to use me however you want."

Tyler grinned down at Andrew and took hold of his hair again, pulling him
back up for another deep kiss. Tyler pulled away from the kiss and stared
into Andrew's doe eyes. He growled low in his throat, "Turn around,
slut. Let me see that boy pussy."

Andrew eagerly complied, turning over and arching his back, exposing his
white cheeks and delicious pink hole to Tyler's hungry gaze. Tyler couldn't
help but groan at the sight. He leaned down and buried his face between
Andrew's cheeks, eagerly licking and nibbling at his tight little
hole. Andrew moaned loudly as Tyler's tongue worked its magic, teasing and
prodding at his most sensitive spot. He felt a wave of pleasure coursing
through him as Tyler ate his ass with reckless abandon.

"Fuck yes, eat that ass," Andrew gasped, his head swimming with
pleasure. "Please, Tyler, get me so wet."

Tyler responded by sliding his tongue deep inside of Andrew's hole, fucking
him with it slowly and steadily. Andrew cried out in pleasure, his body
writhing beneath Tyler's touch. He continued to tongue-fuck Andrew's tasty
hole, his hands roaming over his thighs and back as he worked him over. He
felt Andrew's hard cock between his legs, twitching and dripping with
pleasure.

"Do you like that, slut?" Tyler growled

Andrew moaned in response, his body tingling with pleasure. "Yes, please,"
he gasped. "I love how you eat my ass. Please don't stop."

Tyler grinned devilishly as he continued to work Andrew's hole with his
tongue, relishing in the taste and feel of the tight ring of muscle as it
clenched and relaxed around his tongue. He could feel Andrew's body
trembling beneath him, his moans growing louder and more urgent with each
passing moment.

Finally, Tyler pulled back from Andrew's hole, his tongue taxed from the
intense rimming. He looked down at Andrew and grinned, feeling a sense of
satisfaction at the sight of the slutty swimmer writhing in pleasure
beneath him. He stroked his thumb over Andrew's soaked hole, slipping the
tip inside each time he did.

"You love it when I play with this hungry boy pussy, huh bitch," he
growled.

Andrew just moaned in response, his body still tingling with pleasure. He
couldn't believe how good it felt to be dominated and used in this way, to
have Tyler take control of him completely.

Tyler glanced at the clock. He knew that he should end it soon, that time
was running short, but he couldn't bring himself to stop. Andrew was too
blissed out to pay attention to time and Tyler wanted to take advantage of
that and enjoy this for as long as possible. He wanted to take Andrew to
the edge and push him over, to make him scream with pleasure until he was
completely spent. He wanted to fuck him silly, to make him forget
everything else in the world except for the intensity of his cock pounding
into him.

And he wanted them to get caught by Connor.

Tyler could imagine the look on Connor's face when he walked in on them,
his boyfriend being ruthlessly pounded by another man. He wanted to see the
shock and hurt in Connor's eyes, to know that he had been betrayed. But
more than that, he wanted to see the desire in Connor's eyes, to know that
he was turned on by the sight of his boyfriend being taken by another
man. A better man. He wanted to see the jealousy and possessiveness in his
eyes. Tyler knew that it was a dangerous game to play, that he was risking
everything for a moment of pleasure. But he didn't care. He was caught up
in the moment and was going to see it through.

As Tyler continued to play with Andrew's ass, he couldn't help but feel his
own cock throbbing and bobbing between his legs. He knew that he needed to
fuck Andrew soon, to take him hard and deep and make him scream with
pleasure. But for now, he wanted to tease him, to entice him with the
promise of pleasure and make him beg for more.

He pulled back from Andrew's ass and stroked his cock, feeling it throb in
his hand as he rubbed the head against Andrew's slick hole. He could feel
the heat radiating from Andrew's hole, the sweat and saliva mixing together
to create a heady scent that filled the air.

"Please, Tyler," Andrew moaned, his voice thick with desire. "Please."
Tyler just grinned down at him, his eyes smoldering with lust. He knew that
Andrew was eager for him, that he wanted him to take him hard and deep. But
Tyler wasn't ready to give him what he wanted just yet. He wanted to make
him wait, to make him beg for it.

He continued to tease Andrew with his cock, rubbing the head against his
hole and pressing it in just a little bit before pulling back again. Andrew
was growing increasingly frustrated by Tyler's teasing. He couldn't believe
how much he was getting turned on by this man, how much he wanted him to
take him hard and deep. But Tyler was content to just tease him, to stroke
his cock and rub it against his hole without actually penetrating
him. Andrew could feel his body writhing with desire, his hips bucking up
against Tyler's cock as he tried to push it inside.

"What? What is it, slut?" Tyler growled, enjoying the sight of Andrew
writhing and moaning beneath him.

"Please, Tyler," Andrew gasped, his eyes pleading. "I need you inside
me. Please, fuck me."

Tyler smiled, feeling a sense of power and control as he held Andrew's
pleasure in his hands. He knew that he could take him whenever he wanted,
that he had complete control over this sexy swimmer. But he wanted to make
him work for it, to make him beg and plead until he was a desperate,
quivering mess.

"Please, Tyler," Andrew moaned again, his voice growing more
urgent. "Stretch me out. Fuck me, sir." Tyler smirked and leaned down to
kiss him deeply, enjoying the taste of his lips and tongue, but still not
giving him what he asked for.

He pulled back from the kiss and looked at Andrew, his eyes smoldering with
desire. "You want me to fuck you, huh, slut?" he growled.

Andrew nodded eagerly, his body trembling with desire. "Yes, please," he
gasped. "I need you to stretch me... to fill me... fill me deep!"

Finally, Tyler relented and pressed the head of his cock against Andrew's
tight hole, pushing it in slowly and steadily. He watched in the mirror as
Andrew's face contorted with pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head as
he slowly took Tyler's enormous length inside him. Tyler groaned as he felt
the tightness of Andrew's hole gripping his cock as he forced it to stretch
open, the sensation almost too much to bear. He slowly pushed deeper and
deeper, savoring the feel of Andrew's body opening up to him.

Finally, he seated his cock fully inside Andrew, groaning with pleasure as
he felt his balls press against the swimmer's ass. He could feel Andrew's
body trembling with pleasure beneath him, his hands gripping the sheets as
he tried to adjust to the size of Tyler's cock inside him. He leaned down
and kissed the swimmer's neck, his hands roaming over his back as he let
him slowly get used to his size. He could feel him gradually relaxing as he
adjusted to the feeling.

Tyler began to slowly thrust into Andrew, relishing in the tight grip of
his hole around his thick cock. He groaned as he felt Andrew clenching
around him, the sensation was amazing. It was clear that Andrew--while
vers--wasn't bottoming every day--at least not for a cock near the size of
Tyler's.

"Fuck, bitch. You feel so fucking amazing," Tyler growled, his hands
gripping Andrew's hips as he pounded into him. "You have all nine and a
half inches of my thick cock inside your boy pussy."

Andrew tried to respond, but all that came out was a garbled moan of
pleasure. He could feel the heat building inside him, the pleasure growing
more and more intense with each thrust of Tyler's cock.

"You're so tight, so hot," Tyler continued, his voice low and growling with
desire. "I want to fuck you all night long."

Andrew could barely focus on anything except the overwhelming pleasure
coursing through his body. Incoherent moans and gasps escaped from his
mouth, but nothing meaningful. Tyler could tell that Andrew was completely
lost in pleasure, his body writhing and bucking beneath him. He continued
to pound into him with long, deliberate strokes; his hands gripped Andrew's
hips as he fucked him hard.

"You like that, slut?" Tyler growled, his voice low and dangerous. "You
like my big cock pounding into you?"

Andrew could only nod in response, his body trembling with pleasure. He
could feel his own cock throbbing with desire, the pleasure building to an
almost unbearable level. He was lost in a haze of pleasure, feeling Tyler's
big cock pounding into him with each thrust. He couldn't help but reach
down to stroke his own cock, wanting to add to the pleasure coursing
through his body. But as soon as he started to touch himself, Tyler's hand
shot out and grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.

"No, no, no," Tyler growled, his voice low and dangerous. "No cumming yet,
slut."

Andrew whimpered in response, feeling a sense of frustration and
desperation building inside him. He couldn't believe how much he was
getting turned on by Tyler's rough treatment, his body trembling with
pleasure as he stopped himself from jerking off. Tyler was determined to
hold off Andrew's orgasm, to make him wait until he was ready to give it to
him.

He leaned down and whispered in Andrew's ear, his breath hot against his
skin. "You're not allowed to cum until I say so, slut. You hear me?"

Andrew moaned in response to Tyler's words, his legs writhing with pleasure
as he continued to take the thick cock inside him. His hands clenching and
unclenching the bed sheets and his toes curling. He was so lost in pleasure
that he didn't even register the sound of the bedroom door opening.

But Tyler did.

He looked up and saw Connor standing in the doorway, frozen in shock at the
sight of his boyfriend being ruthlessly pounded by another man. Tyler
couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight, a wicked smile
spreading across his face. This is exactly what he'd wanted. To see the
look on Connor's face when he walked in on them; to get caught in the
act. Seeing that Connor wasn't making any moves to yell or rush at him, he
decided to torture him even more. As he thrust into Andrew, Tyler began to
ask him questions, his voice low and dangerous.

"Tell me the truth, Andrew," he growled, his eyes locked onto Connor's form
in the doorway. "Why didn't you want Connor to know I was coming over?"

Andrew was so lost in pleasure that he could barely focus on Tyler's
words. He just moaned out, without responding. Tyler didn't let up,
though. "Tell me, slut," he demanded, slapping Andrew's ass as he thrust
deep.

Andrew took a deep breath before responding, his voice thick with
desire. "Because Connor only likes me to top other guys," he moaned. "He
doesn't like me to bottom for anyone but him." Tyler couldn't believe his
luck. This was fucking perfect! So Andrew had been hiding something from
him after all.

"So you're cheating on him," Tyler growled. He looked back over to Connor
and smirked. The boyfriend had an unreadable face that was almost
frustrating to him.

Andrew--still unaware of Connor's presence--buried his face in the bed. He
moaned in response to Tyler's accusation, his body writhing with
pleasure. "No... no, it's not like that," he groaned out.

Tyler couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the thought of
catching Andrew breaking his own rules. "Isn't it though?" he
smirked. "Your own rules say you don't get fucked by other guys."

Andrew gasped and moaned at Tyler's words, feeling a sense of shame and
arousal wash over him. He had always prided himself on being a faithful
partner, but the lure of Tyler's big cock had proven too much to resist. He
twisted on the bed as Tyler stroked long and deep inside of him.

"I'm sorry," he whined. "I couldn't help myself. I wanted your cock."

Tyler felt a surge of desire at Andrew's words, his cock throbbing with
pleasure. He looked triumphantly at Connor again, who stood in the doorway,
still frozen, but now with an evident bulge in his pants.

"I don't want your apologies," he growled, slapping Andrew's ass again. "I
want you to admit that you're a dirty little slut who can't get enough of
my cock."

Andrew moaned at Tyler's words, feeling a sense of submission and arousal
building inside him. He knew that he was in trouble, that he had betrayed
Connor's trust and broken his own rules. But the overwhelming desire for
Tyler's cock--to be taken and used by him in any way he saw fit--is the
feeling that currently ruled him.

"Yes," he moaned. "I'm a dirty little slut who can't get enough of your
big, fat cock."

Tyler groaned at the sound of Andrew's admission, he kept slowly pumping
that delicious ass in and out and looked at Connor again; he was crying
silent tears but at the same time was palming the bulge in his
crotch. Tyler smiled and looked back at the horny boy beneath him.

"Tell me again, bitch," Tyler growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Tell
me how much you love taking my cock."

Andrew moaned out his response, lost in a haze of pleasure. "I love it... I
love taking your cock," he groaned, his body trembling with desire.

Tyler reached down and grabbed a fistful of Andrew's hair, pulling his head
back and forcing him to look towards the doorway. Andrew's eyes widened in
shock as he saw Connor standing there, his face twisted in a mix of anger,
sadness, and arousal.

"Oh-Oh God!" Andrew groaned. "C-Connor! I-" he gasped.

Tyler leaned in close to Andrew's ear, his voice low and dangerous. "Tell
him," he growled. "Tell him how much you love taking my cock."

Andrew hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. He knew that he had
messed up by breaking his own rules and betraying Connor's trust, but at
the same time... He took a deep breath and looked at Connor, his big,
tearful eyes pleading for forgiveness.

"I love it, Connor," he moaned. "I love taking his cock. It feels so good
inside me."

Connor's eyes narrowed as he watched Tyler pounding into his boyfriend, but
at the same time, the arousal that was building inside him. He felt his own
cock twitching in his pants as he watched Andrew's submission to Tyler's
dominant display. Tyler continued to pound into Andrew, his grip on his
hair tight and unyielding. He leaned in close to his ear again, his voice
low and commanding.

"Tell him who's making you feel good," he growled. "Tell him who's fucking
you better than he ever could."

Andrew moaned at Tyler's words, feeling his body writhing with
pleasure. This wasn't supposed to happen. This was so fucked up! Tyler was
supposed to be gone already and he was supposed to have a nice normal
evening with Connor!

"It's you, Tyler," he moaned, unable to defy him. "You're making me feel so
good. You're fucking me better than he ever could."

Connor's lips trembled as he heard Andrew's words. He knew that he should
be furious with him, that he had broken his trust and betrayed him. But it
was so hot watching him get destroyed like this. It was almost punishment
enough.He watched as Tyler pounded faster into his boyfriend and felt his
own cock growing harder by the second; the temptation of joining in on the
hot action was almost too much to resist.

Tyler noticed the change in Connor's expression and couldn't help but feel
a sense of satisfaction. He knew that he had provoked him, that he had
pushed the boundaries of their relationship and made him question
everything. He leaned in close to Andrew's ear again, his voice low and
commanding.

"Tell him you want him to jerk off and watch you get fucked by a real man's
cock."

Andrew's body shook at Tyler's words, his mind consumed by lust and
desire. He couldn't believe what he was hearing himself say.

"Please Connor," he moaned. "Jerk off and watch us fuck. I want you to see
how good it feels when a real cock is inside me."

Connor hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. He felt a confusing
mix of emotions coursing through him, unable to resist the temptation of
watching Andrew get fucked hard by Tyler.

He slowly unzipped his pants and took out his cock. It wasn't a small cock
by any means, nearly seven inches and thick. But it paled in comparison to
the monster fucking Andrew right now. He began stroking it as he watched
them continue their hot display in front of him.

"Tell him how good it feels," Tyler said. "Tell him how much you love
taking my cock."

Andrew moaned out his response, lost in a haze of pleasure as he described
the hot action unfolding before them.

"It feels so good," he gasped. "His big, fat cock is filling me up
completely. I can feel every inch of him inside me. Connor--it's so much!"

Connor watched with humiliation and arousal as Tyler continued to dominate
Andrew, pounding into him with each thrust while prompting him for more
explicit details. He couldn't help but stroke himself faster and harder at
the sight as precum seeped from his cock.

"He's fucking me so hard," Andrew moaned out. "I've never felt anything
like this before... it's s-so deep! So much deeper than you can reach,
babe."

Connor felt a pang of jealousy and humiliation at Andrew's words, but
obviously it was true. He could see the huge size of Tyler's dong as it
slid in and out of his boyfriend's ass. He stroked his cock faster and
harder as Tyler continued to fuck into Andrew, whose body writhed with
pleasure. Tyler could see how turned on Connor was getting from watching
them, and it only fueled his own desire. He leaned in close to Andrew's ear
again, his voice low and commanding.

"Keep talking slut."

Andrew moaned at Tyler's words, feeling his body trembling with pleasure as
he continued to describe the hot action unfolding before them.

"He's fucking me so hard," he gasped. "I can feel him hitting all the right
spots... oh god, it feels soooo gooood."

Connor whimpered as he heard his boyfriend's moans, knowing that he was
close to cumming soon. Tyler could sense that both boys were on the brink
of exploding with desire. He fucked into Andrew even harder than before.

"Who do you belong to?" he growled into Andrew's ear.

"I belong to you," Andrew moaned back without hesitation.

Tyler smirked. "That's right," he said. "You belong to me now."

Tyler's hands moved to Andrew's legs. Keeping his cock buried in his ass,
he curled the swimmer up and scooped him into his arms, carrying him off
the bed. Andrew gasped in surprise and pleasure as Tyler positioned him
with his back to his chest, holding onto his thighs and keeping them spread
wide. Tyler raised and lowered him onto his thick cock below. He could feel
the heat of Andrew's body against his own, their skin slick with sweat.

Andrew moaned loudly at the sensation of being held so tightly by Tyler
while also feeling that thick dick sinking inside him. His own cock was
rock-hard in front of him and throbbing with desire, dripping copious
amounts of pre-cum. Tyler couldn't resist taunting Connor who was still
standing there jerking off as he'd been told.

"Hey, cuck" he called out to Connor. "Get over here and suck this slut's
cock until he cums."

Connor hesitated for a moment before slowly making his way towards them. He
dropped down onto his knees in front of Andrew, his mouth watering at the
sight of his hard, dripping cock.

He licked his lips and took Andrew's cock into his mouth, swirling his
tongue around the head and sucking hard. Andrew moaned loudly at the
sensation, feeling waves of pleasure coursing through him from the front
and the back. Tyler continued to thrust into him from below, holding onto
him tightly and feeling Andrew's hole tighten around him in anticipation,
knowing that he was close to cumming soon.

"Now, slut," Tyler said into Andrew's ear. "Whenever you're ready. It's
time for you to cum."

Andrew moaned louder and louder as Connor worked diligently on his cock
with the expert precision of someone who knew exactly how to get his
partner off and Tyler kept fucking him relentlessly from below. The
combination was too much for him to handle and it wasn't long before he
reached climax with a loud shout, tossing his head back. His body seized as
he reached the precipice of climax, his cock swelling in Connor's
mouth. His legs trembling in the air, he shot a huge load of cum into his
boyfriend's waiting mouth, who swallowed every last drop, feeling a sense
of satisfaction wash over him at the thought of taking in Andrew's pleasure
so completely.

When he pulled off his boyfriend's cock Connor watched in awe from the
floor as Tyler--still standing--fucked Andrew harder and faster than
before. Connor's own cock throbbed with desire as he watched them both
still locked in ecstasy. Strings of spit and cum swung around on Andrew's
softening cock as it bounced in front of him from Tyler's hard thrusts. It
was so fucking hot.

Finally, Tyler couldn't hold back any longer, his balls were tight beneath
his cock and he let out a loud grunt. He thrust deep into Andrew one final
time, holding him tight against his body, and unloading thick ropes of cum
deep inside his ruined ass. Andrew moaned loudly at the sensation of being
filled up by Tyler's hot seed while still recovering from his own intense
orgasm moments earlier. Tyler continued to hold himself deep inside of
Andrew, his cock still quite hard and throbbing with desire. He could feel
the heat of Andrew's body against his own, their skin slick with
sweat. Andrew was in a daze from the intense pleasure that Tyler had given
him. He gasped for air as he tried to come back down to earth from the
mind-blowing orgasm he'd just experienced.

Connor sat on the floor beside the bed, his pants around his thighs and
shirt still on and drops of precum hanging from his cock. He watched in a
mix of shock and arousal as Tyler continued to hold Andrew in the air,
keeping him plugged up with his thick cock as he breathed heavily, swaying
slightly with the hot swimmer limp in his arms.

Tyler lazily held Andrew in his arms, their bodies slick with sweat and
cum. His cock was still buried deep inside of him, pulsing with the
aftershocks of orgasm. He leaned down and kissed the back of Andrew's neck
softly as they both caught their breath.

Connor looked up at them from where he sat on the floor, watching them
intently. He couldn't believe what had just happened between them--the
betrayal, but also how hot it was to watch his boyfriend get fucked so hard
by another man.

Tyler looked down at Connor, smirking as he saw the look on his face. He
knew that he had pushed their boundaries further than they'd ever gone
before, but at the same time, he couldn't resist the thrill of dominating
both boys.

"You like watching us?" Tyler asked.Connor looked up at Tyler, his eyes
filled with confusion and uncertainty. "I don't know," he whispered. He
didn't know how to feel about what had just happened between them.

On one hand, it was a clear betrayal of trust on Andrew's part--something
that should have never happened in their relationship. But on the other
hand...it was so hot watching him get fucked by another man.

Tyler leaned down and kissed Andrew softly on the lips before turning to
face Connor again. "You can admit it," he said with a smirk. "It was so hot
watching your boyfriend take my cock like a champ."

Connor felt a shiver run down his spine as he heard Tyler's words, feeling
both aroused and ashamed at the same time.

"I-I don't know," he stammered out, still unsure of how to feel about
everything that had just transpired.

Andrew, still in Tyler's arms, looked at Connor pleadingly. "Please
babe...don't be mad," he said softly, still barely coherent from the
fucking.

"It's alright, baby," Connor murmured quietly while trying not look too
closely into either boy's eyes; afraid they'd see all sorts of mixed
emotions bubbling inside him as well--"we'll talk about it later."

Andrew moaned again as Tyler shifted slightly inside him, still holding
himself deep within Andrew's ass while Connor watched on.

Tyler continued to smirk at Connor, sensing the conflicting emotions that
were swirling inside of him. He knew that he had them both right where he
wanted them - completely under his control.

"You liked it," Tyler growled. "Watching me fuck your boyfriend while you
jerked yourself."

Connor couldn't deny the truth of Tyler's words. He had been aroused beyond
belief by the sight of Andrew getting fucked hard, and he had cum so hard
while watching them.

"I...I don't know what to say," Connor stammered out, feeling a sense of
shame wash over him as he realized how much he'd enjoyed it. "It was one of
the hottest things I've ever seen."

Tyler smiled and leaned in to kiss Andrew again before slowly pulling his
cock out from inside him. It slipped out with an obscene squelch and Andrew
gasped at the emptiness inside him--his body still trembling from the
intensity of his orgasm.

Tyler gently placed Andrew down on the bad and looked over at Connor who
was watching them intently with a mix of arousal and hesitation. He still
hadn't cum and Tyler could tell that he was curious about what was going to
happen next, but also unsure if it was something he really wanted to do.

"Get over here," Tyler growled at Connor. "Eat my cum out of his ass."

Connor hesitated for a moment, unsure if he really wanted to take things
that far. But at the same time, he couldn't resist the temptation of
tasting Tyler's hot load inside his boyfriend.

He slowly crawled over to where they were sitting and leaned in close to
Andrew's ass. He could see the thick globules of cum seeping out from his
hole and felt a sense of arousal wash over him as he realized just how much
Tyler had filled him up.

He licked his lips before tentatively sticking out his tongue and lapping
at Andrew's hole, who moaned in pleasure as his boyfriend slurped on his
hole, becoming a willing participant in his own cuckoldry. The taste was
musky but also sweet--a combination that sent shivers down Connor's spine
as he eagerly ate away at Tyler's spunk.

Tyler watched on with satisfaction, enjoying every minute of watching these
two boys enjoy one another on his terms--having submitted to him
completely. Connor grew more confident in licking up all traces of his cum
from Andrew's ass. Tyler could see the look of pleasure and arousal on his
face, knowing that he had pushed him and Andrew to new heights of sexual
exploration.

"Make sure you get it all," Tyler growled at Connor. "I want him clean. And
jerk off while you do."

Connor obeyed Tyler's command, jerking himself off with one hand while
lapping up the last traces of cum from Andrew's ass with his tongue. The
combination of flavors and sensations was overwhelming, and he couldn't
help but moan in pleasure as he felt his own orgasm building.

Andrew watched on in awe from where he lay on the bed, still recovering
from their intense encounter. He had never seen Connor so turned on
before--so eager to please both him and Tyler at the same time.

As Connor continued to work away at his hole, licking up every last drop of
cum that Tyler had left behind inside him, Tyler leaned down close to him
again.

"Now cum, you horny little cuck," he said.

Connor didn't need any more encouragement--he was already close to the edge
from watching Andrew get fucked by Tyler and then eating his cum out of his
ass. With a loud groan, he shot a huge load of cum all over the bedspread
beneath him and pulled out of his boyfriend's ass breathing heavily.

"Good job," Tyler growled at Connor. "You're a good little cum slut."

Connor blushed but couldn't deny the thrill of pleasure that ran through
him at Tyler's words.

Tyler leaned in closer to Andrew, his voice low and dangerous. "You like
having your boyfriend clean up my load from your hole?"

Andrew moaned at Tyler's words, feeling a renewed sense of arousal wash
over him as he realized just how submissive and obedient both he and Connor
had become in his presence.

"Yes," Andrew moaned out, still ruined from the evening. "I loved it."

Tyler smirked. "Such a fucking whore," he said. He turned back to face
Connor. "You hear that, cuck?" he said. "Your boyfriend loved having your
tongue up his ass cleaning up my cum."

Connor shuddered with desire at Tyler's words, feeling a mix of humiliation
and pleasure coursing through him at the same time.

Tyler stood up from the bed, his body glistening with sweat and emitted
powerful sexual energy. He looked down at both boyfriends with a satisfied
smirk on his face.

"I'll see you two bitches around," he said smugly before walking out of the
room to find his clothes, his soft but swollen cock flopping around between
his thighs. He left Andrew and Connor to deal with the fallout of the crazy
hook up. Tyler was more than satisfied with what he'd gotten out of it--he
didn't care if he'd brought the two swimmers closer together or had torn
them apart. It was just another conquest for him. Once he was dressed he
walked out of their apartment and headed home.