Free-use (Guaranteed Incest)

“Free-use means free-use,” Kassandra answers, drawing her cock out of my ass slowly, spanking hard down on one cheek with a sharp crack of her hand, “I think I'll ask his little brother if he wants to start dating, share the faggot with them.”

“Harsh, but deserved,” Jason replies, sliding his cock out of my mouth and slapping my face with it a few times before he stuffs it back into his pants, “Think they'll go for it?”

“It's mother might resist, but probably only until the faggot's between her legs eating her cunt while she watches her son and husband taking turns pounding it,” she replies, as I look up at them, “Take the faggot's ass for a run. Gonna wash up.”

Before I have time to comment, Jason circles around behind me and rams it into me. I groan in pain at the harsh entrance, but he doesn't care. His hand slaps down on my ass, “Shut up, faggot. According to your Mistress, it's all you're good for.”

After about twenty minutes of his hips slapping against my ass, my Mistress returns, and I feel the cheese being set down on my back. I look up as she comes in front of me, her cock already out. I open my mouth and she slides it comfortably in.

“Suck, fag,” she says, and my body sways between them with every thrust from Jason, until he pulls out, pumping stripes of cum across my ass and back, “Good luck with dinner.”

“Thanks for the cheese, and the use of your cum-dump,” says Jason, looking down at me with disdain, then back toward her, “You're a terrible best friend but a magnificent neighbour.” Kassandra grins as she bucks her hips and rams deep.

“It deserves it,” she says as Jason opens the front door, “Faggots like this don't deserve friends at all. They exist to be used. If it's not good enough for me, its family will get sentimental use out of it. It'll be servicing them either way.”

“Good,” says Jason, “It's important for women to have high standards.” Then he leaves, and Kassandra begins hammering. Her cock ploughs down my throat as she picks up her phone, dialing to call someone as I continue servicing her thick rod.

“Hey, Luke, you wanna go out sometime?” she asks.

“I'm not a sub, and don't you already have a faggot?” my little brother asks.

“I do, I'm not looking for another fag, I'm looking for a boyfriend,” she replies, her cock stretching my throat as she pumps into it, “And like any respectable woman, I'll share my free--use faggot with my boyfriend and his parents.”

“Wait!” my little brother's voice perks up immediately, “You'll share him with us? All three of us?”

“Of course,” she replies, as I moan on her cock, and she slaps me, “I'm using it right now, but, it'll drive me back to your place after I'm done if you would like to use it as soon as possible.”

“Fuck yes!” my little brother responds as I continue silently, mindlessly servicing Kassandra's cock, “I'll let my parents know and convince them to not knock it til they try it.”