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The oppressive atmosphere emanating by Brandon had the trio walking in mostly silence along the trail. Vicky and Kurt were side by side, watching his featureless back stomp angrily ahead, whispering to each other very occasionally. Each time they did Brandon's black aura seemed to intensify however, soon causing them both to lapse awkwardly back into silence. As a result both Vicky and Brandon were spending a lot of time on their phones, Kurt noted, the awkward atmosphere leaving little room for anything else. Still, he preferred to bask in the beauty of the dense greenery that surrounded them.

"It's beautiful out here," Vicky whispered to him suddenly, phone put away.

Kurt smiled. "Yeah, isn't it? I've spent so much time here but it still hits me every time."

She nodded. "You must know everything around here."

Kurt chuckled. "It's too big to learn everywhere. I doubt even Jennifer's explored everything the woods have to offer."

"Where are your favourite places?" The aura was intensifying again, but Vicky had decided she wouldn't let Brandon's bad mood spoil their walk any longer. But then Vicky sensed something else to it this time, a flash of red in the black that suddenly exploded.

"Argh!" A bellow from Brandon made Vicky jump as he turned and rammed his fist into a tree adjoining the path. A loud thud rang out; it must have been painful, but Brandon showed no sign of injury even as his bruised knuckle fell defeatedly by his side.

"Jesus Christ dude!" Kurt exclaimed. "Calm down."

"It's just fucking bullshit man!" Brandon replied, his tone furious. "I didn't do shit to her, it's her fucking problem." He was turned towards them now, panting like a beast and fixing them with an animalistic stare. Vicky looked nervously at Kurt, who shot her a reassuring smile. The three stood at a stalemate for a moment, Brandon's explosive anger rapidly deflating.

"Bran," Vicky said tentatively. "Do you want to talk about it?"

He looked at her, surprised. The kind words seemed to have brought him back to himself somewhat. "I... I don't know, it's... it's not nothing, but..." He paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "To be honest, Ashley just wouldn't fucking put out for me."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Come on man, as if she's obliged to do that. Do you care about her at all or do you just use her for sex?"

Vicky expected another angry outburst at that, but to her surprise his expression turned despairing. "It's not just that... It's the way she looks at me when I try to initiate something."

"What do you mean?" Vicky asked, brow furrowed. She couldn't imagine Ashley being like that, and she'd never said anything about it to her.

Brandon looked as if he might cry. "I mean that when I offer she looks at me like she's disgusted, like she can't imagine ever doing anything like that with me. She rolls over in bed, away from me, and I have to lie there next to this presence that I love very much but feels like it doesn't want anything to do with me."

"That's awful," Victoria said, with genuine sympathy.

"Yeah, Jesus," Kurt added, surprised and saddened by the extent of the situation. "Is she like that otherwise?"

Brandon nodded. "I feel so agitated when I'm with her, and it feels like she's the same. I don't get it, she can't be getting it from someone else right?"

"No of course not," Vicky said soothingly. "Ash wouldn't do that."

A tear spilled from Brandon's eye. "I care about her so much. I don't know why she's being like this to me. I would never be unfaithful to her but I can't stand being pent up like this, being treated like that by her. I haven't even been..." As he talked he became more and more agitated, a wild look growing in his eyes as Kurt and Victoria watched him gesticulate with growing concern.

"I just fucking..." He paused again, then before Kurt or Victoria could react thrust his hand in his pants, moaning frustratedly as he pulled his cock out into the forest air.

"Brandon, what the..." Kurt began, but it was too late. Tearfully he began to masturbate in front of them, hand running frantically over his length. It was a shocking sight, but what struck Vicky most, freezing her in place and fixing her eyes on him, was the unbelievable size of his cock. Even Kurt couldn't stop himself gaping in amazement at it, feeling his own above average cock shrink slightly in his pants as though embarrassed. Had Heather been there she would've been shocked too; as it hardened it was possibly even more impressive than her ideal fusion of Zack and Gavin's. It was infuriating, the perfect equipment for an asshole jock.

Kurt turned to his beautiful female companion. She hadn't shrank away from the sight as he'd expected, her eyes firmly fixed on the monster shaft with a little light in them that Kurt recognised as a glimmer of lust. His mouth went dry at the turn of events, the sweet blonde fixated on the biggest cock either of them had ever seen. He felt that if he wanted to he could very easily push her into something.