He tries something new

Ash knew that he was going to be unable to focus until he was able to cum and clear his head, he sat down at his desk opening up his laptop and quickly navigating to his favorite porn website, spurred on by the lewd symphony still sounding out from his roommates room. Normally he would go for some vanilla boy/girl stuff but for some reason today he couldn't pull his eyes away from the futanari section of the site, he usually avoided it, concerned that watching something so focused on huge cocks would somehow make him gay, despite the fact that they were attached to gorgeous women.

One particular video stood out to him, "Futa stud rails femboy slut", the thumbnail had a woman with an obscenely large cock, though still smaller than the one he saw earlier his brain made sure to note, standing menacingly over a petite man who looked shockingly similar to himself. The guy in the video was wearing a slutty parody of a school uniform, a skirt spread out around his knees with a white blouse open to reveal his chest, the man had a similar body shape to him, slender with just a little bit of definition and smooth caramel skin a perfect match to his own. He couldn't help but compare his cock to the man in the video, proudly noticing that he was bigger, though victory there barely mattered when both their cocks paled into comparison to the one the Futa was packing.

With trembling hands he clicked on the link, it quickly loaded and the video automatically began playing, his half-erect cock pulsed with excitement as he watched the couple make out, the much larger woman leaning down to engage her lover in a devouring kiss. In between kisses there was some phony dialogue about how he was a naughty schoolboy in need of some punishment, Ash let the words wash over him but was particularly aware whenever the woman said something degrading, the words making his stomach tingle with an illicit thrill.

He lowered one of his hands to his cock, trying desperately to stroke some life into his flaccid cock as he watched the faux schoolboy on the screen wrap one hand around the unbelievable monster between the woman's legs, noticing that those dainty fingers couldn't even close all the way around that extraordinary girth. His efforts were mostly in vain, despite the arousal overwhelming his body his hand did a lot more to agitate than it did to satisfy, so he continued watching depressingly unfulfilled as the man in the video got on his knees and began worship ping his partners cock.

As the young man tried and failed to fully take that dick in his throat the woman continued her humiliating dialogue, telling him what a worthless little slut he was and how he was good for nothing more than serving Futa cocks. This made him even more excited which only served to make him even more restless, his fervent pumping at his own prick proving entirely ineffective at providing any relief. He watched as the woman leant over, groping at the ample buttocks in front of her, one thick digit rubbing up insistently against the Femboys asshole before pushing in eliciting a delirious gurgle of pleasure from the mouth currently stuffed full of cockmeat.

Watching the boyslut get fingered like this made Ash's own asshole twitch longingly in sympathy, he'd never stuck anything in there but somehow right now it felt incredibly empty, which gave him an embarrassing idea. He remembered several years ago when he was still at college that a friend of his had bought him a colossal dildo as a joke, at the time he had found it absolutely hilarious and had never really gotten around to throwing it out but now with his mind as **** for relief as it was he began thinking of it in a different light.

Getting up to go rummage around in his closet, he quickly locates the box it's in and brings it out, it's even bigger than he remembers a tremendous pillar of black silicone lined with thick veins and topped with a bulbous head. Going to his bedside drawer he grabs some of the lube he keeps there, normally he would use this when he brought a date back here though more and more he had been using it when pleasuring himself, his efforts with the ladies growing less and less successful. He sets the dildo down on his desk, barely paying any attention to the video on his laptop where the false schoolboy eagerly sucked away at the giant cock in front of him, not all too different from the one now resting on his desk.

He enthusiastically pulls down his sweatpants, kicking them off to leave himself fully nude on the bottom half before pouring a generous amount of lube over the tip of the toy in front of him, reaching out with one hand to spread it down the entire length, making sure to get a suitable coating on his own fingers. Any sense of shame or hesitation was quickly blown away by the exhilaration he was feeling, his cock still achingly semi hard as he massaged the viscous lubricant over the dildo.

Satisfied with his work, he laid back in his chair, lifting his legs up to rest on either side of the laptop on his desk and readily exposing his asshole, normally he would be absolutely mortified to be in a position like this but his horny mind was currently far too overwhelmed to worry about just how disgraceful his actions were. Eyes fixed on the display in front of him, the poor femboy **** around the immense length filling up his throat, Ash lowered his hand to rub gently at his asshole, one hand spreading his cheeks to give him easier access.

The moment his digit pressed against his rosebud the sensation was overwhelming, an involuntary shiver rocking his body as prickling waves of delight washed over him. He was far too lustful and **** to take things slowly though, his finger impatiently pushing against his resistant entrance. He gasped as his finger finally fought its way inside, his mouth unintentionally forming a shocked o shape, a white hot surge of pleasure spreading out from his asshole. He eagerly began driving that finger deeper, working it in and out frantically as he watched the lewd scene on his laptop.

Soon he found that one finger wasn't nearly enough, a second digit joining the first and slipping in much easier this time, his clenching asshole now lathered with the lubrication coating his hands. The squelching sounds coming from his own frenzied masturbation were drowned out by those coming from the screen in front of him and even more by the loud sounds of enthusiastic sex coming from across the living room. Every so often his fingers would reach deep enough to scratch at the irritating itch in his asshole that had been plaguing him for so long now, pressing against his prostate in a way that made his vision go blank, sending searing waves of pleasure through his cock.

Even with the relentless pace with which he fingered himself it was not nearly enough, even adding a third digit he was unable to find the respite he so desperately craved. He knew what he needed though, looking back up to see the lubed up toy looming large next to the laptop screen, towering over it, at least nine inches or so in length. He reached out with trembling hands to grasp at it, bringing the toy and lining the brutal head up with his twitching asshole, his sphincter clenching at nothing now that his fingers had been removed.