The Sl*t - Part 2

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

Part 2 of 3.

Triggers: Rough, kink, hardcore. 

It was a nice part of town. One of those streets where all the houses have neat lawns, with white picket fences and water sprinklers. People jogged and waved at each other as they passed by. Older people sat on their porches, knitting or reading, and children played on the green areas. It seemed entirely unlikely that in one of these quaint homes, lived an eighteen year old sex maniac.

Part of me still didn’t believe it. Yes, I’d seen his videos countless times, but it didn’t make sense. Shaun wasn’t like that. He was quiet, polite, nervous, innocent. Perhaps AI was to blame. Maybe the videos were fake, and Shaun was simply making money off his technical knowledge. It seemed the most likely explanation, but he’d been quite open about it in school.

His house was number thirty three. Just like all the others, everything about it was pleasant. I took a deep breath, walked up his drive and knocked twice. A plump woman appeared a moment later, and beamed at me.

“You must be Carter!” She said, “Shaun! Your friend is here”.

I smiled awkwardly back until Shaun arrived. He looked even better outside school, with his loose shorts and t-shirt, teasing anybody who looked at him in the same was that I was now looking at him.

“Hi” he said, and stepped outside, closing the door behind him.

“Hey”.

He looked a little nervous, and despite the fact that I was the one who was stepping way out of my comfort zone, I felt like it was my duty to put him at ease.

“So uh… How did you meet Dave?”

The two of us walked back onto the street as Shaun began to explain.

“He stopped by on my eighteenth birthday” he said, “we were having a little party in the backyard, and my dad invited all the neighbours. Dave introduced himself and told me he made films”.

I found it a bit creepy that a random stranger gatecrashed an eighteenth birthday party, but Shaun seemed unbothered.

“The more we spoke, the more I began to realise that Dave didn’t make normal films. That’s when he took me aside and showed me some of his work”.

“Didn’t that freak you out?”

“A little” he shrugged, “but he’s a really nice guy, so I asked if I could be in one, and here we are”.

We stood outside the house exactly across the street from his. It was similar in every way to Shaun’s one, and when I looked back, I wondered what his parents thought every time he came over here.

“They think Dave’s teaching me about film making” he chuckled, reading my mind. “They’re pretty open minded, but I don’t think they’d like to know that their son is making porn”.

“I bet” I said, as Shaun knocked on the door.

I expected some creepy pervert to slither to the door. The camera never showed the man’s face, and I assumed that there was a reason for that, so I was quite shocked when the door opened to reveal a very handsome man with salt and pepper hair, and a gleaming smile.

“Ah, Shaun” he said, with a British accent, “and you must be Carter?”

I nodded and glanced awkwardly at Shaun.

“I told him you’d be coming with me today” he grinned.

“Come on in lads, it’s roasting out here”.

The inside of Dave’s house was even nicer than the outside. Everything was impeccably clean, and dozens of trophies, certificates and medals lined the hallway.

“He’s really good at what he does” Shaun whispered, as we followed him through to the living room.

“Can I get you guys something to drink?” The man asked, as we sat down. He returned a moment later with lemonade and ice, and sat opposite.

“So, Carter, have you ever done anything like this before?” He asked, and I shook my head. “No worries, man. It can take a while to get into it, so if you want, you can watch Shaun and I first, and take over whenever you’re comfortable. Sound good?”

I gulped and nodded. I couldn’t believe that I was getting front row seats to a sex scene involving the most innocent guy I knew! Dave stood up and began turning on large box lights that were spread around the room.

“Remember the rules, Shaun?” He asked, and Shaun nodded as he got to his feet.

“The safeword is trifle” he said, “no looking at the cameras, and no cumming until the end”.

“Good man” Dave smiled, and finished setting up one of three cameras. “Carter, you get involved whenever you feel comfortable, alright?”

“Sure” I swallowed.

“Oh” he added, “things can get a bit… Rough, so don’t be too alarmed”.

I nodded again, and could already feel my cock stir in my pants. Dave pulled on a black ski mask, making him look slightly terrifying as Shaun stood before him. He looked so weak and helpless in front of this strong, handsome man. Oddly, it was an extremely hot dynamic.

“Action” Dave whispered, and I sat back for the show.

The man dragged Shaun closer to him by the collar of his t-shirt. He forced his head up until Shaun’s neck strained, and slapped him gently across the face. There was some slight man handling as Shaun was stripped down to his underwear, but the teen seemed overly enthusiastic about it.

I’d never seen Shaun in his underwear in real life before. His mostly naked body was completely smooth and flawless, with some forming muscle here and there. He was really quite handsome, and all I could think about was what the guys in school would think if they knew about Shaun’s little secret.

Dave ripped the boxer briefs from him, exposing his plump ass to me, before spanking him brutally hard until he gasped and moaned.

“You like that, slut?” He snarled, as his butt cheeks began to turn crimson.

“Yes daddy” Shaun whimpered, pushing his ass out further.

“Count them out, bitch” Dave spat, whacking him again as Shaun yelped out the numbers. By the time he reached ten, his ass burned red.

“Kiss my feet, slut” Dave demanded, and I watched, wide eyed, as Shaun dropped to his hands and knees and began to lay kisses on the man’s boots. “Lick em’!”

He ran his tongue across the leather, whilst I looked directly at his hairless, pink hole. I could see the handprints forming where Dave had spanked him, and my cock began to twitch.

“Start sucking, boy!” Dave hissed, dragging Shaun up by his hair, and pulling a cock of around seven inches from his pants. I was mesmerised by it. The thing was as thick as a Coke can and bulging with veins. Shaun wrapped his lips around it instantly, and choked as Dave shoved more of it into him.

Spit and throat slime drooled down Shaun’s naked chest as Dave face-fucked him ferociously. The man’s large, hairy balls bounced off Shaun’s smooth chin, until he shoved every inch into the teen’s throat, and held him there as he gagged and spluttered.

“Yeah, choke on it, slut”.

The brutal blowjob continued until Shaun’s red face was covered in all manner of fluid. I leaned over to get a better view, and saw his five inch rod sticking from his groin like a nail. I smiled to myself as I realised that Shaun certainly wasn’t the innocent boy everybody thought he was.

“Show your pussy to the camera, slut” Dave demanded, keeping his cock inside Shaun’s throat as the young man arched his back and pulled his spanked ass cheeks apart. “Now finger it”.

I desperately wanted to squeeze my cock as Shaun began to slide his finger into himself. It was easily one of the hottest things I’d ever seen, and the more I watched, the hornier I became.

“Open that slut mouth” Dave demanded, holding his hard cock against Shaun’s bottom lip. “You thirsty, bitch? Huh, you thirsty for some daddy piss?”

My eyes widened as Shaun nodded eagerly.

“Yes daddy”.

Dave sneered as a jet of hot piss burst from his stiff rod and began to fill Shaun’s mouth. From the living room, I could see directly across the street to Shaun’s house, and imagined his parents sitting there, blissfully unaware that their teenage son was naked on his knees, drinking the neighbour’s piss.

He gulped it down as though he was dying of thirst, and I couldn’t help myself as I finally reached into my pants and began to stroke.

Dave grabbed Shaun by the hair and shoved him to his hands and knees before mounting him from behind. I watched as he rubbed his hard cock against Shaun’s hole, using only spit as lube, before edging it into him. Shaun gasped, and got a slap on the ass for it.

“You beg me to fuck this tight hole, boy!” Dave grunted, “go on, beg me!”

“Please, daddy!” Shaun whimpered, “please fuck my tight hole!”.

Dave buried every inch of himself into Shaun, who yelped and gasped as his asshole stretched around the man’s pole. I was already on the verge of cumming, but I held off as the man began to viciously plough Shaun.

Moans, grunts, gasps and the slapping sound of sex filled the room. Shaun’s eyes rolled back as his hole was invaded, and Dave’s large hands held the teen’s hips as he continued to fuck.

Finally, after almost ten minutes, Dave growled and orgasmed deep inside Shaun, and the two of them remained in place, both breathless.

“You ready for your go?” Dave asked, looking directly at me as his cock continued to leak into Shaun.

I took a breath and smiled down at him.

“You fucking bet I am”.