Masculine Moans

I hear masculine moans coming from the lockers. I get slightly worried, but I can't help but feel my dick harden in my pants. Is this...turning me on? I peak around the corner, and to my shock, I see my nerdy best friend, Baelor, on his knees in front of Jerome. I hear him moaning while his head bobs up and down. Jerome moans out as well, except his mouth isn't muffled by cock.

"Well come on in, bitch." Jerome says, looking directly at me. "Grayson is, *ugh* keeping the others outside. So if you want some REAL dick, now's your chance."

"I thought Rose would be here?" I ask.

"You want to date my fucktoy? You gotta BE my fucktoy." Jerome moaned again as Baelor started **** down on his cock. "Now bend over, faggot."

Baelor stood up, then he spread his legs, submissively, and placed his hands on the bench in front of him. Jerome got behind him, and looked over at me grinning. "Come get a closer look, Simon."

I come closer, fascinated as the saliva lubed cock slid into the asshole.

"F-fuck!" Baelor moaned out. He started whimpering as Jerome started riding him. He was fucking like a king, owning his bitch. This wasn't love, it was domination. A lesser man succumbing to BBC superiority. Jerome looked me dead in the eyes while fucking his bitch.

"You want your little sweetheart to love you? Then get over here."

I submissively hung my head low, my erection high, and bent over next to Baelor.

"I-it only hurts at first." Baelor whimpered. I looked down and saw his own erection at full mast. I waited. Patiently.

"Alright, time to fuck my NEW bitch." Jerome said, smirking.

Baelor looked sad as he withdrew his massive cock from his gaping asshole. He walked around to where he was facing me, knelt down in front of me, and started jerking off. His cock wasn't close to my face, but being directly in my center of attention, it was impossible to ignore.

"I-I'm sorry. But this is too fucking hot to not get off to." Baelor said.

Jerome lined up behind me, then THRUST his cock into my butthole.

"Nya!" I cried out.

He started fucking in and out of me. The fullness was driving me mad. I could feel him slamming into my prostate. Then I saw her. In the corner, just within view, I saw Rose holding her phone. She was recording me getting fucked.

"P-please! Don't record this!" I begged. My voice strained at that last part as Jerome thrust deeper inside me.

"Your MY bitch! You do what I say. And I say, your little pussy ass needs big black cock. Now beg for it!" Jerome told me.

His fucking was too rough. It was **** out of my lips. "PLEASE FUCK ME!" I begged. "Please thrust your big black cock inside of me and make me your bitch!" I screamed out in ecstasy.

Rose started moaning as she rubbed her pussy through her pants, keeping the phone directed straight at us.

I whimpered. I begged. I moaned. Nothing could stop the onslaught on my ass. Jerome fucked me relentlessly, till I was **** to cum from my boypussy. That's what I was now. A sissy. A sissy for BBC. And as he shot his hot load into me, moaning out how I was a good girl, I knew I was trapped in that cycle for the rest of my life. And I was happy with it.