The Sl*t - Part 1

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Here is the first of a two (maybe three) parter.

Triggers: Hardcore, Kink, Rough (not in this chapter, just in general). 

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

Shaun Massey was the quiet kid in school. He barely spoke in class, and kept his head down in the hallways. He arrived on time, did his work, kept himself neat and tidy, and was nothing but respectful to everybody who he crossed paths with.

Shaun was so perfectly perfect that even the school bullies left him alone. There was nothing to pick on him for, anyway. He was a handsome guy, though he was cute rather than hot, like a pet puppy with his big, watery blue eyes that made him look like the pinnacle of innocence. Unbeknownst to Shaun, however, I knew that behind those cute eyes, there was something far darker.

He was a few months younger than me, and had turned eighteen not long before I found him. At first, I was sure I was mistaken. The boy in the videos was eerily identical, but there was no way.

I’d known I was bisexual for quite a while, but coming out would have been social suicide for me. I was, admittedly, one of the popular guys. I played hockey, and I was pretty damn good, and what’s more, I’d been dating Sara Lockwood for most of the last year. There was simply no way that I could tell anybody my secret, so instead, I watched porn, and boy, did I watch a lot of it.

I started off watching straight porn. I’d get the best of both worlds in one video, so it made the most sense. Anything went, from mild to wild, vanilla to kink, you name it, and I beat my meat to it. After a while, however, I found myself focusing more on the giant cocks that were pounding, than the women, and so I moved on to gay porn, and I’d been stuck there ever since.

Men were hot. There was no denying it. Everything about them, from their big, muscular bodies to their long, fat cocks. I became obsessed with them, and then I found the more hardcore videos. The ones where the big, beefy men savagely fucked the small, skinny twinks. The ones where there were tears and ropes, whimpering and begging, and holy hell, did that make my dick hard.

On one particular night, when I’d been edging my cock for hours upon hours, I came across a video titled “The Slut - Part 5”. Instantly, I was interested, and so I lubed up my raw cock that had been drooling pre-fuck into my pubes for most of the evening, and began to beat it as a skinny little masked twink was railed on a bed.

At first, there was nothing particularly different about the video. I’d watched thousands of young cock whores being brutally impaled, and I enjoyed each and every one of them, but when the guy in the video had his mask ripped from his face, my eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.

Cum exploded from me and drenched the screen of my laptop. I had to wipe streaks of it away to get a better look as I orgasmed and gasped all at once. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The twink who was being choked and fucked at the same time, licking his luscious lips as his asshole was drilled, was none other than Shaun Massey.

I didn’t believe it initially. How could the shy, quiet eighteen year old from school, be the same guy who was moaning and begging for his ass to be ‘destroyed’ on video?! Yet, the more I watched him being pummelled, the more I knew that there was no doubt about it. Shaun Massey was The Slut.

I clicked into the profile that had uploaded the video, and found at least one hundred videos of Shaun. Some of them were softer, and showed him undressing and pleasuring himself with dildos and toys, whilst others were so hardcore that the website had placed a warning on them. I barely slept a wink that first night, and must have cum six or seven times by the time my alarm went off, and from that moment on, all I could think about was Shaun ‘The Slut’ Massey.

I’d never really considered Shaun that way before. It’s not that I wasn’t attracted to him, it’s just that he seemed like the type to wear a towel around his waist in the changing rooms. The videos, however, had completely changed my opinion of him.

As we sat in math class, I couldn’t help but stare at him from across the room. The more I’d noticed him, the more I’d realised how very beautiful he really was. His skin was like silk, with not a single teenage blemish. His hair was so blond that it almost looked golden, and curled slightly around his ears. His brows were furrowed as he concentrated like the good little boy that he was, and I thought back to the most recent video which showed the mystery man blowing a load across his face and washing it off with piss.

It felt surreal. Of all the porn videos on the internet, I’d found Shaun’s. Call it fate, but I was certain that if nothing else, I had to find out who the lucky man was who got to experience his hot body so very often.

I’d always been a confident guy. At six three, with a pretty solid physique, and the constant attention of most of the female students, why wouldn’t I be? Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t big headed or anything, but it was true.

“Hey” I said, and despite my confidence, I felt incredibly nervous as the rest of the students left the classroom, and suddenly I was alone with Shaun.

He looked up at me. For a moment he looked worried, as though I might say or do something to him, until I flashed him half a smile, and he smiled back.

“Oh, hey, Carter”.

God, even his voice was cute.

I knew that by telling him I’d seen his videos, I’d also be coming out to the first person in my life, but hey, at least we both had a secret to hide.

“I saw your videos online” I said, because I’d never been one for beating around the bush, and Shaun’s blue eyes widened as he gulped.

“I… I uh… I can explain” he began, until I shook my head and smiled again.

“I liked them”.

I don’t know if he looked more or less shocked at my admission, but he gulped again and threw his bag over his shoulder.

“You did?”

I nodded.

“You… You’re gay?” He whispered, his plump cheeks now rosy.

“Bi”.

“You’re not gonna tell anyone, are you?” He winced, “my parents would kill me”.

I shook my head. “No, but who’s the other guy in the video?”

We walked together toward our next class as he spoke.

“My next door neighbour” he said, looking around again as though somebody was listening to him. “He’s forty”.

The idea of this hot little eighteen year old being ass fucked by his forty year old neighbour almost made me cream my pants.

“That’s hot as fuck, bro” I said.

Shaun beamed at me. Perhaps nobody had ever called him bro before, or perhaps he was just happy that I liked watching him being impaled.

“You could come over some time” he said, as we reached our class, “Dave likes watching, too”.

I shook my head before I’d even had a second to think about it. I suppose it was just a natural reaction having been secretive about it for so long, but the more I thought about it, the hotter it sounded.

“You’d make a video with me?” I asked, feeling my cock stiffen as he nodded eagerly.

“I’d love to” he said, grinning again, “Dave says I’m the best throat he’s ever had”.

“I bet” I mumbled, as he almost skipped to his desk.

For the rest of the day, the only thing I could think about was Shaun’s juicy lips around my cock. Up until that point, the idea of being with a guy was all but a fantasy. Now, however, I was being offered the cutest piece of ass I’d ever seen, and if his videos were anything to go by, Shaun Massey was going to blow my mind, as well as my cock.

“Do you like it rough, Shaun?” I asked, when the final bell sounded.

He smiled at me again as we left the classroom before leaning closer to me.

“Come over to my place at six” he whispered, “you’ll see how rough I like it then”.