Slut House

You'd been renting to a roommate QJ who had been fine at first, but something changed about him recently. He'd suddenly shaved his head and grew a beard, despite shaving the rest of his body. He seemed to be in a constant daze, sitting on the couch with the tv off staring off into space, nothing on his mind. It was strange, but it didn't bother you until he started constantly having friends over.

You hadn't noticed at first since it generally happened when you were out of the house, but now you'd frequently learn that QJ left the door unlocked when a stranger would suddenly walk in. The men would say they were here to see him, disappearing into his room for a little bit before leaving. New men would pop in constantly, others returning. You finally decided to snoop around his room to figure him out, hoping he wasn't some drug dealer. What surprised you was when you found he had only jockstraps as underwear.

You picked them up, finding their tag from some brand 'Magic Bottom'. You suddenly had a strange feeling like you were being watched, something in the back of your mind motivating you to try one on. You felt your body compelled to pull the straps up along your legs, snapping the piece into place. That moment the world suddenly went quiet, your thoughts silent.

It took a moment for you to recognize the room you were still standing in, feeling your mind struggling to process your surroundings. You felt lost stepping back through the house, looking around like you were seeing everything for the first time. The worst part was the strange itch between your legs that your movement only seemed to further irritate, the sensation taking presence in your head. You couldn't think about anything else until you were distracted by someone at the door.

You instinctively moved to open it, coming to face a huge man you'd seen visit, now you realized you were still wearing just your jock. You suddenly felt small, weak, something stirring in you as you stood there.

He took a look up and down at you, a smile growing. "Guess this is a slut house, eh?" He said, pushing in.

The moment his mouth was on your lips you felt yourself melting, allowing him to move you onto the couch with your ass in the air. You weren't able to comprehend what happened next as he toyed with your body, your mind struggling to comprehend the feelings rushing through you system.

QJ walked in on you two going at it, his cock planted deep in your rear with your eyes rolled back moaning in bliss. In a few moments he finished, leaving you spent on the couch before taking QJ back to his own room. He completed his visit shortly, walking past you still recovering while he was on his way out.

Since then you'd started joining QJ in his room, laying next to him with your asses wrapped in jockstraps, waiting for men to come in and use you both.