Straight A's E22 | My dom reminds me who my hole belongs to

Everyone is over the age of 18

Continued directly from last story

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Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…. 

That was NOT supposed to happen like that. 

I felt a deep sense of shame emanating from my heart. I gave into a bully and let him shoot his load down my throat. I let him press his smelly foot on my crotch. 

And I loved it. 

I came.

I came so fucking hard.

Then Troy saw me leave. He told me to not let his roommate push me around and I let exactly that happen. In a split second, I saw the surprise in his eyes shift to realization as he grasped what I must have done behind his back.

I'm fucked. Royally fucked. 

I stood in my kitchen fidgeting for a long time. I was hungry, but I had no appetite. I was exhausted, but wired. I knew I should change out of my soiled underwear, but I was immobilized.

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!

I legitimately let out a little scream at the sound. I already knew who it was. Normally, I would be excited that the tall hunky basketball star of my dreams was knocking on my door but…

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!

I could pretend to not be here. 

“I know you're in there, Joe! Open the fucking door!” He's so loud that the door did nothing to muffle his anger. 

I turn the deadbolt and Troy barges in, knocking the door into my shoulder and pushing me back. 

Ow. 

CLANG! The door slams behind him. 

“What were you doing there?” Troy's eyes ablaze with fury. “AYO! Eyes up here.” I might fucking piss myself. I've never seen him so angry, and trust me… I've seen him angry. 

“Ben… he…said I had to.. or…” I choke up with tears as I try to explain myself. 

The truth is nobody forced me to do anything. 

“Shut your fucking mouth, you dumbass slut,” Troy says. I hear the hurt in his voice. “Good for nothing loser.” 

“Wait, don't go!” My body lurches towards him as he turns around. I touch his arm and he flings me off with such force that I stumble backwards. 

“Don't touch me, beta bitch!” he roars, the disappointment in his eyes once again replaced with rage. “If you want dick again, go look somewhere else!” 

“Troy…”

“God, I can't believe you would let that asshole fuck you. Do you have no self respect?” 

“He didn't fuck me,” I plead. At least he's not looking like he's about to leave anymore. 

Troy scoffs loudly and then spits on my floor. “A fucking liar to top it off. Where are your balls, man?” He shakes his head. 

“No. He didn't fuck me. I promise. I just did his homework and then he…”

…Dumped his double loads onto my face…

…Jammed his thick dick in my throat… 

…Used his foot to tease me…

“He what?” Troy stares me right in the eyes. “You sucked him off like the pathetic loser that you are?” 

I nodded and he came closer to me, eclipsing the light behind him as he looked down at me. 

“And then you opened your fucking legs and let that piece of shit rawdog you, like the beta bitch that you are,” he hissed. I shivered and shook my head. 

“I didn't.”

“Liar!” Troy grabbed the front of my shirt and yanked me forward. “Don't fuck with me, Joe. I'm not kidding.” 

“I didn't!” 

“Prove it.” He pushes me away and I stumble backward into a chair. “Let's see that loose fucking hole.” 

“Huh?” Surely, he wasn't suggesting…

“Prove it!” 

With trembling hands and under his intense glare, I undo my pants and pull them down. We both look down at the half-dried cum spot in my underwear. Troy shakes his head and rolls his eyes.

“Pathetic.” He makes a twirling motion with his finger and I turn around. I take my soiled underwear off. “Spread 'em.” 

I do as he says, leaning forward into the chair as I pull my cheeks apart for him. It's so humiliating and I swear I could feel his hot breath breathing on my hole as he inspects it. 

I didn't let someone else use it. It's only for you. 

“Oh!” I moan as his finger grazes my entrance. 

“Calm the fuck down, loser. I don't want to hear a word from you.” 

I clamp my mouth shut as his finger probes the side of my hole, looking for any incriminating evidence. Admittedly, I get aroused again being completely exposed and submissive to the hunk of a man. 

“At least you haven't stooped that low,” Troy mutters. “Now stay there.” I hear his pants drop and my excitement spikes. 

“Ah!” I couldn't help but make a noise as his hard tip made an unforgiving entry into me. 

“You want this or not?” Troy growls at me, pulling it out and slapping his erect shaft on my tailbone. 

Am I allowed to speak? 

“You want this or not?!” he repeats impatiently. Hot spit lands in my crack and is spread around by his rod. 

“Yes,” I confirmed. It's going to be a rough one. 

But god I want it. I need it. I need him to take his anger out on me. 

“Yeah, thought so, loser.” His cock stabs into me, entering into me in one long jab. 

“AhHhHhhH!!”

“MMmmMm.” His voice rumbles as he growls. He pushes in as deep as he can. I clench and unclench involuntarily on him, my hole barely able to register the sudden intrusion.

My brain could barely keep up either, because the fucking started immediately after. Each thrust pushed me forward, forcing the chair to inch forward. 

“Get down,” Troy grunts with annoyance. He pushes my back until I lay chest first on the seat of the chair. That stabilizes us and he penetrates me profoundly. He goes so deep that it causes my body to submit to him.

“Oh fuck…Oh fuck…” I hang my head downwards. My body relaxes to take his battering. 

This is it. This is what I'm meant to do.

“Dumb fucking beta.” Troy grabs my shoulder and aggressively thrusts into me. “No good… piece of shit…MMM…take it, you slut…”

He pounds me so hard that I feel my hard dick fly around from the impact. The chair pressed against my chest hurt but it’s nothing compared to the intense sensation of being torn open. Troy is in his own world, muttering to himself as he thrusts. I think he's trying to get me to make the most sound as possible from the way he jabs himself in me. 

So I let it out. 

“Oh my god! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” 

It encourages him to fuck me harder, and I moan with each impact. 

“Oh!”

Creak!  

“Oh!”

Creak!  

“Oh!”

Creak!  

“Oh!”

Creak!  

“OOOH!”

Creak!  

“Take my fucking load, beta!” Troy shouts and then shoves himself inside me. “OhHh…mmmmMmmm!” He attempts to stifle his moans as he mounts me as deeply as possible. 

“Cum in me! Oh my god, cum in me!” I moan feverishly. I love the idea that he's painting my insides, claiming my hole rightfully as his. 

“AhhhH…mmm…” Troy unplugs me, still breathing heavily. I felt my hole leak out some of his man juice. 

I stood up and turned around, relieved that I was able to handle the hard fuck that he clearly needed. Now all can be forgiven and we can move on from this. 

Troy pulls on his pants in a fluster, shoving his still hard cock into his tighty-whities. 

“Troy.” I should apologize. I shouldn't have gone behind his back to see Ben. I could've talked to him about it. 

“Don't fucking talk to me,” Troy mutters as he zips up his jeans. “We're done here. I don't need you.” 

“Troy…” Tears well up in my eyes again. 

“And you don't need me. Ask him to get you off.” Troy takes a look at my leaky hard cock before leaving. 

The tears came out after the door slammed shut again.