Buddy Got Cheated On – Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Serving

The following Wednesday I shot Will a text: Game night at my place on Saturday. Maybe we can pick up where we left off last weekend. You in?

He replied a minute later: Yeah.

I smiled at the phone, then opened another chat and messaged Sean: You free Saturday around eight? I have an idea that might help Will.

Sean answered with a thumbs‑up emoji and a question mark. I told him the plan. His first reply was a single line: "Wait, you want me to do WHAT?? Dude."

I replied: It's crazy, but he needs it. Trust me. And it's fun. Do it.

Sean sent the cringe emoji, followed by, You're a sick fuck

A minute later another text popped up: Alright, I'll do it.

Saturday night I set the living room with floor cushions, warm lamp light, and a lo‑fi playlist. Sean arrived first, nervous energy making him bounce on his heels. I looked him up and down. I never thought about my friend's bodies before, but I was suddenly aware that he had decently thick arms, a narrow waist, and a healthy looking bulge. He looked at me in the eyes. "This is crazy bro."

The doorbell rang at eight sharp. I nudged Sean into the hallway and greeted Will. He stepped inside, saw Sean, and froze. A flush spread across his face, equal parts embarrassment and excitement.

“I figured we could use an extra player,” I said, handing him a soda. “If you want.”

Will took a breath and nodded, then walked further in.

We kicked off with a few rounds of Mario Kart. Trash talk flew, easing the tension. After the third race Sean set the controller down.

“I heard you have been into cuck videos,” he said in a steady voice. “No judgment here.”

Will swallowed hard, then nodded. “Yeah”

Sean and I stood a few feet from Will. I grabbed my phone and casted the beginning of a new cuck videos playlist on the TV. We all faced each other, like we were about to play truth or dare, but Will was the only one who would get dares.

Will knelt on the rug, eyes wide and cheeks burning.

Sean and I exchanged a look, then unbuttoned our jeans, letting Will see without filters that we were already hard for the scene he craved. I saw Sean's big piece for the first time, and he had a heavy package. It was thick like a fist, red, and veiny. Will's eyes went wide with shock and fascination.

“She wanted to know what a real man felt like,” I said, voice steady, keeping my gaze on Will. “She told me she would do anything for me, stuff she said you were too nervous to try.”

Sean stepped closer so Will could take everything in. “She begged me in her texts, too,” he added. “Said her little boyfriend could never satisfy her the way she needed. Said you had a big cock but you were too timid.” 

Will’s cheeks burned crimson, and he let out the slightest groan, as he started rubbing himself over his shorts. His breathing got shallow, but he did not look away. He knelt lower, head almost dipping, as if in quiet acceptance.

“You see it, cuck,” I continued, tone soft but firm. “She wanted us because you were too timid, and now you get to be handled by real men, knowing your place.”

Will trembled, the shame and thrill colliding in his eyes. “Yeah,” he whispered, voice shaking but sure.

Sean and I moved in unison, maintaining eye contact with Will, giving him the front‑row view he secretly desired. We walked up to him on his knees and he looked up at us. Overtaken by the atmosphere, I spit in his face, making him flinch. But he opened his mouth slightly, and Sean mimicked me and spit right onto his tongue. The room felt charged, intimate.

“You like that, good boy?” I asked.

He cringed a little, suddenly shy again. "Yeah."

"You're actually disgusting," I said, then spit again.

Will nodded, hands gripping his throbbing bulge tightly over his shorts, eyes glued to us. Shame flickered across his face, quickly replaced by eager focus.

Sean and I stepped closer, our cocks inches from Will’s face. “Open up, cuck,” I said, my tone commanding but calm. His lips parted, hesitant at first, and I guided mine toward his mouth, pressing just the tip against his lips. Sean mirrored me on the other side, and we both began to slowly feed him our lengths, inch by inch. He had both the thick heads of our dicks in his mouth, then the pressure pushed out Sean's, so he just closed his lips on mine. Then Sean pressed in again and mine squeezed out. Will accepted the onslaught of dicks in his mouth, and his eyes showed that he was scared, but he wanted it.

“That’s it, take it,” I murmured, my hand resting on the back of his head. “You’re just a pathetic cuck, aren’t you? This is what you wanted, right? To be handled by real men?”

Will groaned around us, his eyes shutting as he took us deeper. “Yeah,” he mumbled, his voice muffled by dick. He pulled his shorts down, revealing his large cock.

Sean looked manic. “You couldn’t even keep her satisfied with that elephant trunk you’ve got.” Will’s face flushed, but he nodded eagerly, his hands gripping his own cock and rubbing slowly, but firmly.

“Let’s see it,” I said, stepping back for a moment. Will hesitated, then dropped his massive cock, thick and heavy. It hit the floor with a thud as he sat on his legs. I pressed my foot down on it, pinning it to the floor. “It doesn't matter how big you are if you can't please a woman,” I ordered. Will whimpered and tucked it back into his underwear, before returning to his task.

Sean’s cock was next on his menu, and he took it eagerly, his eyes watering as Sean pushed deeper, battering his throat. “Good boy,” Sean growled, his hand tightening in Will’s hair. “You’re disgusting, you know that? But you’re our disgusting cuck.”

Will’s muffled moans grew louder, his body trembling but his movements steady. “Alphas,” he managed to gasp when Sean pulled back for a moment. “You’re alphas. She deserves you guys.”

Sean smirked, then glanced at me. His eyes asked, ready to take this further?

 I nodded, and Sean shifted behind Will, his hands gripping his hips. Will’s eyes widened with fear, but Sean whispered, “Relax, cuck.” Slowly, Will leaned into it, his body betraying his eagerness even as his mind hesitated.

“You’re going to take every inch of it.” Will nodded, his eyes filling with tears as his head bounced on my shaft, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he let out a shaky groan, and surrendered completely.

Sean’s hands gripped Will’s hips tightly and slammed into his ass. Soon, the sound of sweaty skin against skin was all we could hear. Will’s face was pressed into my thick, wet cock, his mouth stretched wide as I thrust deeper, his lips slick with spit and pre-cum. Sean’s muscular ass flexed with every motion, his sweat glistening under the warm lamp light. I glanced down at Will, his face flushed, eyes fluttering between pleasure and humiliation.

“You’re such a pathetic beta cuck,” I growled, my cock sliding out of his mouth for a moment. Will gasped for air, his lips shiny and bruised. “Take it, you little bitch.” I shoved my hard, veiny length back in, forcing him to choke as Sean’s thick rod pounded into him from behind.

Sean smirked, his own dick slick with lube and Will’s body. “Look at him,” he said, “he’s loving this. Fucking loves it.” He smacked Will’s ass hard, leaving a red mark that made Will groan around my cock. His eyes were glazed, his whole body red as we used him, back and forth, his mouth and ass both stretched to their limits.

I pulled out again, my heavy balls slapping against his chin as I shifted behind him. “Your turn,” I said to Sean, who stepped back, his thick cock dripping and twitching. We threw Will onto his back, and I grabbed his hips, my own muscular ass flexing as I pushed into him, my cock sliding deep. Sean stepped forward, feeding his wet, red length down into Will’s eager mouth from above. Will had to adjust to the new position, and eventually just laid there, opening his mouth as wide as he could.

The room was filled with the sounds of Will’s muffled moans, his retching gags, the wet slap of our skin, and the heat of our bodies. Will’s hands gripped the floor, his knuckles white, but he didn’t resist. He devolved completely into something different, a pure cuck, taking everything we gave him.

Sean growled, his hands in Will’s hair, forcing him to take every inch. “You’re nothing but a cuck, and you love it.”

Will whimpered around Sean’s cock, his body shaking as I pounded into him from behind, my own sweat dripping down my back. We used him until he was a trembling mess, our cocks thick, wet, and throbbing as we claimed him completely. I came twice, and I think Sean finished at least as many times, if not one more.

After a couple hours, we collapsed, sweaty. Silence settled, calm and comfortable. We were exiting the cuck scene.

Will finally spoke, his voice raspy from the throat fucking. “I kinda thought that being called a cuck would break me, but it actually helps.”

Sean nodded. “It is your word to own bro.”

I asked how he felt. “Seen,” he said, shoulders lighter. “And weirdly okay.”

Will traced lazy circles on the rug and glanced up. “Maybe next time a little… darker? If that’s okay,” he asked, voice hopeful.

Sean squeezed his shoulder. “Don't even know what that means, but, yeah, let's do it,” he said.

I nodded, mirroring Sean’s smile. “Yeah.”