Fantasia - Episode 11

Episode 11: Final Round – Jerk & Wreck the Femboy

The sun was already low, casting orange streaks through the blinds, but Jake was still sprawled on my bed like he belonged there. His feminine body was a mess — smooth skin shiny with sweat and dried cum, long dark hair tangled, pretty face still glazed from the facial I painted him with earlier. His little five-inch cock twitched half-hard against his flat belly, leaking pre-cum in slow beads. His boy-hole was puffy and red, gaping slightly from the hours of pounding I’d already given him, a thick white trickle of my earlier loads slowly leaking out onto my sheets.

He looked up at me with those big, needy doe eyes, voice wrecked and slutty. “One more round, bro… please. Wreck me one last time before your mom and sis get home. Make it hurt so good.”

I grinned, cock already throbbing back to full hardness — nine thick, veiny inches ready to ruin him for good.

I grabbed his slim ankles, yanked his legs up high, and folded him in half — knees to his chest, ass completely exposed. His pink hole winked at me, still slick and loose from the marathon. I spat a thick glob right onto it, watched it bubble and run down his crack, then lined up and slammed balls-deep in one savage thrust.

Jake screamed — high, feminine, pure bliss-pain — his whole body arching off the bed. “Fuuuuck — yes — destroy me!”

I started pounding him mercilessly, hips snapping hard, every brutal stroke punching deep into his guts. His bubbly ass rippled with each impact, cheeks clapping loud against my pelvis. The wet squelch-squelch-squelch filled the room, mixed with the nasty pfffrrrt-pfffrrrt farts his hole made every time I pulled back — creamy bubbles of my old cum and spit exploding out around my shaft, soaking my balls and dripping down his crack onto the sheets.

But this time I wasn’t just fucking him. I reached down with my right hand and wrapped my fist around his little feminine cock — so small and cute compared to mine, but rock-hard and leaking like a faucet. I started jerking him fast and rough — tight, twisting strokes from base to tip, thumb smearing his pre-cum over the sensitive head while I railed his ass.

“Look at this pathetic little thing bouncing while I wreck your boy-pussy,” I growled, squeezing harder. “You’re gonna cum hands-free if I keep this up, aren’t you, fag-boy?”

Jake sobbed, head thrashing side to side, long hair sticking to his sweaty face. “Yes — fuck yes — jerk me harder — make me squirt while you breed my hole!”

I sped up both hands — cock slamming deeper, fist pumping his dick faster, twisting at the head every upstroke. His little cock throbbed in my grip, veins popping, pre-cum flying in messy strings across his smooth belly and tits with every jerk. His ass clenched around me like a velvet fist, milking me, sucking me in deeper. I could feel my own cock rubbing against his prostate through the thin wall, making his whole feminine body shake.

“Goddamn, your ass is gripping me so tight,” I snarled, leaning down to bite his puffy nipple hard enough to make him yelp. “You were made for this cock. My best friend’s pretty boy-hole is my personal cumdump now.”

He came first — violently. His little cock exploded in my fist, shooting thin, watery ropes of cum straight up onto his own chest and chin while his hole spasmed wildly around my pistoning shaft. The sight — his feminine body convulsing, cum splattering his smooth skin, ass farting wet bubbles around me — pushed me close, but I held back. I wanted this last round to last.

I flipped him onto all fours, ass high, face smashed into the pillow. I re-entered from behind, slamming even harder, balls slapping his taint. My hand reached under him again, grabbing his oversensitive cock and jerking it mercilessly — fast, slick strokes that made him scream into the fabric. His little dick was still twitching from the first orgasm, leaking non-stop, but I didn’t let up. I milked him dry while I destroyed his shithole.

“Cum again, slut,” I commanded. “Squirt for me one more time while I flood your guts.”

Jake was a whimpering mess — body shaking, ass pushing back greedily, hole gaping wider with every thrust. I added my other hand — one jerking his cock, the other shoving two fingers into his mouth so he could suck them like a pacifier. He moaned around my digits, drool running down his chin, while his ass farted creamy cum-bubbles louder and wetter.

He came a second time — weaker, but still messy — his little cock spurting a few pathetic ropes onto the sheets while his hole clamped down so hard it almost pushed me out. That was it. I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I buried myself to the hilt, balls pressed tight against his ass, and unloaded. Massive, thick ropes of hot cum blasted straight into his wrecked guts — pulse after pulse, flooding him so full it backflowed instantly, squirting out around my cock in white rivers that ran down his smooth thighs and soaked the bed. I kept jerking his oversensitive dick through it, making him twitch and whimper while I drained every last drop into his boy-pussy.

When I finally pulled out, his hole was a ruined, prolapsed mess — puffy, red, gaping wide, farting thick globs of my load onto the sheets like a broken faucet. Jake collapsed face-down, ass still up, leaking rivers, body trembling.

I flipped him over gently, straddled his chest, and stroked my cum-smeared cock right above his pretty face. “Open wide for the finale, fag-boy.”

He obeyed instantly — tongue out, eyes locked on mine, looking so fucking feminine and broken. I exploded again — thick ropes painting his face one last time: forehead, cheeks, nose, lips, tongue. Cum dripped into his open mouth, ran down his chin onto his neck and tits. He swallowed what he could, moaning softly, then licked his lips clean while the rest glazed his skin.

I slapped my softening cock across his cum-covered face a few times, marking him. “This is the last round, Jake. You’re wrecked. My best friend’s boy-hole is officially mine forever.”

He looked up at me through sticky lashes, voice hoarse. “Anytime you want, bro… I’ll drop everything for this cock.”

I grinned, already thinking about the next time. Mommy and Sis would be home soon. But for now, Jake lay there — feminine body covered in cum, ass gaping and leaking, face glazed like a pornstar — and I knew I’d ruined him for anyone else.

Best friend privileges.