Straight A's S2 E7 | My beta gets what he deserves from his bully

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Continued directly after the last story 

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“What the fuck, dude. Leave us alone,” I grumble. Half-awake, I get the instinct to stop cuddling with Joe now that we’re being watched. Maybe it's the tight space in the hospital bed, or the fact that his hand is on my stomach, but I fight through my discomfort and stay there.

“I just want to apologize.” Ben stares at our intertwined position. “Can I come in or what?”

Fuck no.

“Yeah,” Joe says. His thumb caresses the front of my shirt. “Come in.”

Ben comes in and closes the curtain behind him. Again, he stares at our position in bed instead of looking us in the face. 

Joe makes an attempt to sit up straight and I support him by sitting up too. Because of how small the bed is, he turns himself sideways to lean on my shoulder. 

“God, can you guys stop doing that for two minutes??? I'm trying to say something here.” Ben looks at the floor.

“Then get out of here.” I wrap my arm around Joe and snuggle him in closer. Joe looks up at me and kisses me gently on my cheek.

“Give him a chance.” 

Why should I? 

“Alright.” Ben sighs loudly. “I apologize for pushing you. Are you good?” He rubs the same spot at the back of his head where he slammed Joe against the counter. “I've hit my noggin here wrestling before and it hurts like a motherfucker.” 

“Yeah, I'll be alright.” Joe’s fingers slip under my shirt to make direct contact with my skin, massaging me lightly to keep me calm. 

“What did the doc say?”

“He said I should be able to go home tonight if I don't throw up again.” 

“Okay, good.” Ben breathes a side of relief. “Are we square then?”

“Square what?” I jut into the conversation, the annoyance getting the best of me. “You nearly give him brain damage and you come in with a sorry?” 

“Troy.” Joe hugs me. “It's alright.” 

“The fuck you want me to do, man?” Ben throws his hands up. “I said I'm sorry.” 

“It's fine. I appreciate it.” Joe hugs me again. I'm not even convinced that Joe believes himself. 

Assholes like this deserve to be punished.

He can't just get away with this. 

“How about I punch you as hard as I can in the face and then tell you I'm sorry?” 

“Fuck off, dude.” Ben approaches the bed and I tense up. I watch him realise where he is before he backs down. “What do you want me to do? I can’t go back and change the past or some shit.” 

I could think of a million things he should do, but this isn't about me. I stroke Joe’s wavy hair and ask, “What do you want?”

“I don't want anything.” He squeezes my midriff again. 

“See?”

“Hey,” I get Joe to look up at me. “Don't be scared. Tell him what you want.” 

“What do you want me to do??? Let him suck my dick again?” Ben interrupts me. I shoot him a death glare, mentally communicating that I will kick his ass. 

Wait, is that what Joe wants? A pang of jealousy hits me like a ton of bricks. 

“I'm in no condition to suck a dick.” Joe jokes feebly. 

“Is that what you want?” I can't hide the jealousy in my voice. Joe turns his head to look up at me. 

“No,” he says, looking in my eyes. I smile back at him and then kiss him. 

“Gross.” Ben turns around but doesn't leave.

“He should suck your dick then,” I say and kiss Joe again. I heard Ben spin around as I stuck my tongue in Joe. 

“The fuck did you say?!”

I let Ben watch me make out with Joe for a couple more seconds before saying, “It’s only fair. You should know what it feels to be choked so you know how to treat people.”

“He liked it!” Ben protests loudly and then catches himself again. Not so subtly, he adjusts his crotch in his jeans. “No, it's not…” He looks so embarrassed. 

“I've seen it. He's seen it. We know you're hard.” I tilt Joe’s head to kiss him again. I can tell Joe’s excited too by the way he's breathing into my lips. 

“I'm no cocksucker.” 

“Do you want that?” I ignore Ben and grope Joe’s cock. Rock hard, just like I thought.  He doesn't respond, but moans softly into my mouth. I take the sheet off his lower half and then hike up his hospital gown. 

“Jesus.” Ben looks around the sheets separating us from other patients. I grip Joe’s shaft and he melts, kissing my neck feverishly while I turn to look at his bully. 

“You interrupted something good this morning and he still hasn't gotten off. You owe him that much.” 

“Fuck,” Ben grumbles, looking directly at the cock in my hand.

“Suck it.” 

“Is that what he wants?”

“It's what I want,” I say. Joe’s cock swells in my hand. “So that's what he wants. Isn’t that right, beta?” I squeeze Joe and he moans in confirmation.

Ben stares at me, searching for a hint of doubt, but I hold his gaze without flinching.

“Ok, I’ll do it. One time. And you better not fucking tell anyone,” Ben says.

I smirk, but don't say anything. Ben sits in the visitor chair and leans over my fist. 

“Fuck.” He stares up close at Joe’s swollen head above my fist. He takes a deep breath and opens his mouth. I let go as he takes in the head.

“Ah…” Joe moans in my ear. 

“Go down more,” I command Ben. He gets only about half in before his face turns bright red. It looks like a fucking terrible blowjob but Joe seems to like it.

“Ah…ahh…ahh…”

“You like that?” I kiss him again, feeling his sexual energy come through his tongue and onto mine.

“Yeah…” He feels up my chest then sticks his tongue in my mouth. “Ahh…”

“Good,” I whisper back into his mouth and make out with him. He deserves this. He knows he wants this. 

“Guh…” 

“The fuck you gagging at? You don't even have it in your mouth.” 

“I'm… trying.” Ben comes off and wipes his mouth. 

“Try harder,” I bark at him. When he starts sucking Joe again, I push the back of his head down all the way. 

“GUHHHHH!!” Ben comes up, coughing and drooling on the hard shaft. 

Fuck yeah. 

“Open!” I command. Ben sucks again and I push him down once again. 

“GUHHHHHHHhhHH!!”

I hold him there for a second before letting him up. 

“You like sucking cock, don't you?” I taunt Ben. He opens his mouth again and I guide his head back down. He swallows Joe down willingly.

“Oh my god…oh…oh…” Joe sucks on my neck, reaching blindly down my torso until he grabs my crotch. He slips his hand up my shorts and grips me, then jerks me off.

It's not the best handjob he's given me, but I understand due to how overstimulated he is. His body shakes as I bob Ben’s head up and down his shaft.

“Guh!...mmm….mmm…”

“Yeah, suck his cock!” I dig my fingers into Ben’s brown hair. “Suck it!” 

“GUHH…guhHH…GUhhh…” 

“Mmmm…mmmm…mmm…mmmm…” Joe does more moaning against my neck than kissing. 

“Cum in his mouth,” I say, letting go of Ben’s head so I can lift Joe’s chin. Ben keeps sucking at the same speed, totally of his free will. “That's it. Suck his dick. He's going to blow in your mouth.”

“Troy…” Joe looks into my eyes. His are full of pleasure and lust and….

Submission. 

“Cum for me.” I kiss him again. 

“Troy?” His eyes squint. 

“Cum for me.” I place my hand back on Ben’s head to speed up his sucking. 

“Troy!” Joe has completely abandoned trying to jerk me off. His body vibrates against mine, making me feel so powerful. 

“Cum for me!” I bite his lower lip.

“Oh!! Oh!!!! OHHHHH!!!!!”

I push Ben’s head as deep as it will go.

“GuhHHHHHHH!!!” 

I ignore the gagging and attack Joe's bottom lip, biting roughly and pulling at them as he climaxes. 

“Troy!!!” He pulls on my shirt. 

“MMm…” I moan as I kiss him, feeling the sexual tension swell and then exit him. 

“GUhh…PFff…” Ben pushes back against my hand and I let him up. “Fuck!”

“Ahh…ah….ah…” Joe relaxes into deep breathing and a big smile spreads on his face.

“Is that good?” I brush his hair.

“Yeah…”

“What the fuck…” We both look down at Ben. He has jizz dripping from his lips down to his facial hair. “Jesus Christ.” He stands up. 

All 3 of us look down at his crotch at the same time, all 3 of us seeing a large wet spot emanating from on the right side of the fly. 

“Fuck.” Ben covers up and then turns around awkwardly. No tissue can solve this problem. “Fucking hell.” He takes another look at both of us with wide eyes before he leaves abruptly, not even bothering to close the curtain. 

I cover Joe’s bottom half up with the sheets and we sink back into the bed, with him leaning his head on my chest. 

“Was that good?” I ask again. I could feel the satisfaction radiating off him. “You got what you wanted?”

“Yeah,” he says sleepily. “I think we all did.”

“Who’s we?” I smile, knowing that I enjoyed it just as much as he did. It felt good to dominate Ben like that.

“I think Ben liked it too. He's more submissive than he thinks.”