Chapter 17: MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER - STORY 2

~Jamie’s POV~

I was a shaking, sobbing mess on the bed, with my legs spread wide, and my asshole clenching desperately around nothing after Marcus had pulled out again.

My cock throbbed painfully, leaking a constant stream of precum onto my stomach.

He had been edging me for what felt like two hours plus now, fucking me senseless, then stopping right before I could cum.

“Please, Daddy…” I whimpered, voice wrecked. “I need to cum. I can’t take it anymore.”

Marcus grinned over me, sweat glistening on his muscular chest, his thick cock still rock-hard and shiny with my ass juices.

He smirked darkly and slapped my leaking dick. “Not yet, boy. This cum-dump belongs to me and you’ll cum when I say so.”

He flipped me onto my back again and slammed back inside in one brutal thrust.

I cried out, back arching as he filled me thoroughly, the stretch was still so intense, even after everything.

His balls slapped against my ass as he started moving behind me in a harder rhythm, the bed creaking loudly.

“Fuck…yes—harder!” I begged shamelessly. “Knot me, Daddy. Fill me up again.”

He gripped my throat lightly, eyes burning with possessive lust. “You are indeed such a greedy little whore. I still can't believe my son’s shy best friend is begging for my load while he’s at the gym. You love being my secret slut, don’t you?”

“Yes! I’m attached to your cock. I…”

The bedroom door suddenly swung open. “Yo, Ethan you in…holy molly

shit.”

Fuck! We have been busted by Tyler of all people. He was Ethan’s other best friend from high school.

He stood in the doorway, eyes wide as he took in the scene; me on my back with my legs over Marcus’s shoulders, Marcus’s big cock buried balls-deep in my ass.

For a second, time froze and my heart stopped.

Tyler’s mouth fell open, but his eyes quickly darkened with shock… and something else, I easily recognized, hunger.

Marcus reacted instantly. He pulled out of me with a wet pop, and he grabbed a sheet which he threw over my body, and then he stood up, cock still hard and glistening.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Tyler?”

Tyler didn’t leave, he just simply stepped inside and closed the door behind him, locking it as if he had been invited in.

A slow, wicked grin spread across his face. “Ethan told me to swing by and grab his gaming headset today. Didn’t expect to find you balls-deep in Jamie’s ass, Mr. Donovan.”

I wanted to die. My face burned with shame, but my traitor cock was still twitching under the sheet.

Marcus’s voice dropped dangerously low. “If you ever say a word about this to Ethan and I find out I’ll—”

“Relax,” Tyler cut him off, eyes flicking between us. “I’m not gonna tell. But I want in.” He palmed the growing bulge in his jeans. “Jamie’s been looking fuckable for years. If you let me join… or at least let me get a piece of him… I’ll keep my mouth shut. Hell, I’ll even help cover for you two.”

Marcus’s jaw clenched. I could see the conflict in his eyes, rage, fear… and gods above dark arousal. His cock hadn’t softened at all.

He was turned on by the idea and even me, the idea doesn't seem so bad to me.

Tyler looked straight at me. “What do you say, Jamie? Want two cocks stretching that hole instead of one? I might not be quite as big as Mr. D here but I am quite thick and long.”

I couldn’t speak. My face became hotter as my mind was spinning. This was spiraling out of control.

Marcus finally spoke, his voice rough. “Get the fuck out for now. We’ll talk later.”

Tyler smirked, adjusting his obvious hard-on. “Don’t take too long deciding, Mr. D. Ethan’s gonna be back from the gym soon.” He gave me one last hungry look, licked his lips and then slipped out, closing the door.

The second the lock turned, Marcus ripped the sheet off me and shoved my legs apart violently. His eyes were blazing with fury and raw lust.

“You pathetic little cum-rag,” he snarled, lining up his cock and slamming back into my sloppy hole in one savage thrust.

“Look at you. Getting caught with your best friend’s father’s dick buried in your guts and your cock is still leaking like a desperate whore that you are.”

I moaned loudly as he started thrusting into me mercilessly, the wet squelching of his cock destroying my hole filling the room.

“Such a filthy fucking slut,” Marcus growled, gripping my hips hard enough to bruise.

“How do I explain to my son that his best friend has turned into a cock-addicted boy-pussy. Tyler saw everything — saw how you were spreading your legs like a cheap whore for Daddy. Does that turn you on, boy? Knowing another guy saw you getting rammed?”

“Yes…fuck—yes,” I gasped, shame and arousal twisting together inside me. The degradation made my cock throb even harder.

Marcus laughed darkly, slamming into me so deep I felt it in my stomach. “Of course it does. You’re nothing but a greedy hole now. A secret fucktoy for your best friend’s dad. Tyler wants a piece of this sloppy cunt too. Maybe I should let him watch while I stuff you. Or maybe I’ll make you suck his cock while I fuck you from behind like the pathetic cum-dump you are.”

He changed angles, nailing my prostate with a brutal thrust he has never used on me before. I cried out, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking down my face.

“You love it, don’t you? Being degraded like this. Being my dirty little secret. Answer it.”

“Yes. I love it,” I sobbed, my voice breaking. “I’m your dirty little whore, Daddy. Your cockslut. Use me however you want. I don’t care if Tyler knows — just don’t stop fucking me.”

“That’s right, boy. This hole belongs to me. Not Ethan. Not Tyler. Me.” Marcus fisted my hair and yanked my head back, spitting in my open mouth before kissing me brutally. “You’re going to be a good little whore and take both of us if I decide so. You’ll beg for our cocks like the pathetic addicted wimp you’ve become.”

The filthy words pushed me over the edge and my orgasm slammed into me violently. I came untouched as thick loads of cum shot across my chest and stomach, my hole clenched and spasmed wildly around his pounding cock.

Marcus didn’t slow down. He fucked me straight through it, growling, “That’s it, you worthless little slut. Milk Daddy’s cock with that greedy hole of yours.”

A few savage thrusts later, he buried himself to the hilt and came with a deep groan, flooding my insides with hot, thick spurts of cum until it was leaking out around his shaft and dripping down my crack.

He stayed buried deep inside me, panting, his big body covering mine. His hand stroked my hair almost gently while his cock continued to twitch in my wrecked hole.

“You’re mine, Jamie,” he murmured against my ear, his voice low and dark. “No matter who else wants a taste. This ass is Daddy’s property.”

I shivered, completely spent, covered in cum, and already terrified and excited — about what would happen next with Tyler.

This secret had just become a thousand times more dangerous and God help me, I love it.