The Dove and the Viper

You and your friend Bruce were looking for a picnic table to have your weekly bro date (hetero style), when Bruce saw a short goth girl reading beneath a tree. The moment you saw her, you knew you would be eating alone.

“Yo John, I gotta do something real quick,” He said, and without waiting for your response, he was already jogging toward her. Then, adding over his shoulder, “Thanks, bro, I appreciate it.”

You sighed. You knew he was anything but quick. Luckily, there was a table not too far from where Bruse was shucking his pants and shoving his (honestly impressive) member down the goth girl's willing throat.

You unpacked your lunch and started eating as Bruce hamerd gothy from behind. Sometimes you wish you had a pussy, just so the two of you could spend any amount of time together, and he wouldn't get distracted by the first human woman he saw.

You ate in silence as you watched Bruce fucking his new best friend in every position he knew, tho that wasn't a lot.

“That your friend?” A voice behind you said. You turned around to see a strange-looking man who looked as one would.

“I... Yeah, he's my friend.” You said, noting the man's shark-like eyes, “If you were looking to fuck him, sorry to say he's straight.”

“Are you straight?” He said without pause, and you were taken slightly aback, but you felt it would be sinful to lie or withhold anything from him.

“I... I mean... Kinda?”

“Kinda? The fuck is that supposed to mean? Kinda?” He looked at you like you were a bug, and it made you feel weird inside. “Whatever you can be KINDA straight if you want.”

The strange man then sat next to you without invitation and watched Bruce with unmasked distaste.

“It might be sacrilegious to say, but I don't think watching two people fucking is particularly hot.” He interlaced his fingers and rested his head on them as he made his remark. “I mean, porn makes it look so good. But from the many, _many _couples I've seen going at it like rabbits out here, it's just so...”

He paused, trying to think of the words “Male sentric!” He shouted victoriously, “Like, look at the way he's hunched over her! You can barely see the poor girl; all you can see is that man ass. Now I've never said I was a straight man, or a Kinda Straight man, and this may be controversial, but I don't think man ass is even a little bit hot, and to be honest, they kanda gross me out.” He said passionately.

You were stunned. You had no idea what this guy's deal was, but you couldn't take your eyes off him.

“But do you know what pisses me off the most?” He continued, and you were surprised to find that you did want to know what pissed him off. “You do. You piss me off the most.”

Despite not knowing who this man was, you still felt like you were stabbed. “Wh... what did I do?”

“That's what you do! You whine and you moan. You do nothing. Look at you sitting here watching your friend fuck some goth chick like a cuck. Did it even cross your mind to join in? To tell him to wait until after you had finished your gay little bro date or whatever this was supposed to be? Did it!?”

Every word hit you like a sledgehammer. You had no idea why what this guy said meant so much to you, and why it broke your heart to hear how little he thought of you.

“No, but I... ” You try, but he waves a dismissive hand in your face, he might as well have socked you in the jaw.

He stared into the middle distance for a moment while seemingly contemplating something. “You know, I said I'd do it incrementally, but honestly, I'm too angry to care at this point.” He pulled out an entirely unremarkable device and started typing something not worth your attention.

You wanted to say something to him to prove you were worth his time, but it would have been rude to interrupt him or allow yourself to be upset at him ignoring you while he typed.

You waited patiently as he wrote away, only pausing to ask, “What's it called when one gender is naturally bigger than the other?”

You racked your brain, seeing this as your chance to prove your worth to him. After a brief moment, it hit you. “Sexual dimorphism! Like with angler fish and-”

But his attention was already back to his device. You wanted to cry.

“And that about does it.” He said, looking up, and a cruel smile crossed his lips. “See! That is so much fucking better!”

You followed his gaze to where your friend Bruce was hugging a tree as he was getting railed by the massive goth chick. You didn't know what he meant, but you couldn't look away as she shoved her foot-long cock into his eager ass. You were mesmerized by the way his ass rippled with each thrust and the way his 3-inch dick dripped cum as it swung around.

You were having a hard time determining whose ass was fatter. You wanted to say Bruce, his ass was notoriously fat and fuckable. It sometimes made you insecure about the fuckabilty of your own ass, especially sitting next to an Adonis like... fuck you don't even know his name! Ohhh, but you have it bad for him.

You decide to shoot your shot. Sure, he thought you were pathetic, but a lot of girls liked that, not that he was a girl, fuck, but he might as well be, he was definitely big and strong enough, and you'd bet that he was packing like one.

“Are... are they?...” you gulped, “Are they making you hard. I... I could help you out with that, I-I-I-I-If you would like? I could, oh fuck, I could suck it if you want.”

You batted your eyelashes in what you had hoped was enticing. But then he looked at you with pure disgust, and it just fucking broke you.

You didn't even know this man, and yet his wordless rejection shattered your heart. Tears ran down your cheeks as your world ended around you.

He looked at you in confusion, which only magnified your shame. “I didn't even fuck with your mind. What the fuck is wrong with you?” That only made you cry harder; you didn't know what he was talking about, but he was allowed not to make sense.

He pulled his device back out and stared at it for a while before looking back at you. “The only thing I can think of is making people more likely to find me attractive. Are you that **** for affection that you'll become obsessed with the first person you find attractive? You're fucking pathetic,” he spat and got up.

Panicked, you grabbed his arm, and it felt massive in your dainty hands. He looked down his nose at you, and you knew you had crossed a line.

He pulled out his device, and for some reason, you felt a surge of fear, but you didn't know why.

After a moment, he put it away and looked at you with contempt. “Take your hand off me... now.”

And you did without hesitation, you were never able to say no.

“Good, now take your pants off.” He said dispassionately.

You could have won the lottery, solved world hunger, cured cancer, and it wouldn't compare to how happy and relieved you felt.

You all but tore your yoga shorts off and bent over. You couldn't hide the massive smile on your face; your 1-inch cock was throbbing in anticipation, and your ass felt so very empty. You fucking loved being told what to do.

“No, not like that, stand up straight.” You shot up, eager to obey.

“Don't you mean _kanda _straight?” You said, trying to make fun of yourself, but he just blankly stared at you, put a finger in his mouth, then shoved it into your ear.

Your cock was primed to explode just from getting a wet willy.

You tried to hold off, almost expecting him to forbid you from cumming, well, you were hoping for it really. But after a sadly short time to shoot your load and you were shocked by its volume. Usually, you could barely fill a thimble, but you had to have cum at least a gallon.

“What are you waiting for? lick it up.” You loved how commanding he was, although you were never a fan of the taste of cum, but for him, you would lick up anything he told you to.

You eagerly began to lap up the bitter residue like the loyal dog you were. But then you saw movement in the corner of your eye, you didn't dare stop, but you looked up to see the hung goth chick walk up, her glistening cock on full display, girls didn't have to hide their cocks like guys did.

“Holy shit, I've never seen anybody make someone cum like that before.” She looked at the stranger hungrily. “My name's Madasin by the by or Maddy if you prefer.” She sounded awkward as she spoke. You've never heard a girl be awkward before.

“Eddie, and I'm good at making people cum or anything else, really.” You didn't like the way he was looking at her; you could feel jealousy ripping at your guts.

“Oh! R-really... Do” She took in a shuddering breath “Do you think you can handle me?” She lifted her foot-long cock that was rock hard and pulsing with need.

“Sorry, that's not really my thing.” He took a moment to hungrily admire her massive tits and fat ass. “But I bet that ass would look great with me inside it.” Your heart sank as he said it.

“Well... I... I've never had anything... ” He interrupted her by pulling his massive cock out of his pants, and you saw stars, and from the look on Maddys face, you weren't the only one. It was perfect, just looking at it made you feel like you were going to pop again. “I... I... I... Oh fuck! Give me that fucking monster right fucking now!”

She bent over the piconic table, already pantless like most girls. She started wagging her ass back and forth like a bitch in heat. Eddie started to align his dick with her asshole, and you felt like you were going to cry all over again. But then he paused to look at you.

You felt hope blooming in your chest as he considered you. “You-”

“Yes! Yes! Anything you want! Fucking anything, just order me, please, master!” You don't know what possessed you to add that last bit, but it felt right.

But you regretted it when you looked at his disappointed face. “Get under the table and put the head of her dick in your mouth, this is a nice park and I don't want to make a mess, and trust me, Maddy, you're going to be making quite the mess.” She shuddered, then gasped as he shoved his monster cock inside her virgin asshole. To your surprise, she didn't show the slightest hint of pain, only an ecstatic face of pure pleasure. But you couldn't stay and watch her being fucked with the cock that was meant for you. Eddie gave you an order, and try as you might, you couldn't disobey.

You sank to your knees and grabbed the twitching dick of the girl you hated the most, and contrary to every fiber of your being, you wrapped your lips around the head of her massive cock, wishing it were his.

The second your lips made an air-tight seal around the head of her dick, Eddie started to fuck her, and you felt tears rolling down your cheeks as the man you long for makes you watch as he fucks someone else, and you felt powerless as not only could you not yell at the woman who stole your beloved but you had to let her fuck your mouth without resistance. You were in hell.

It didn't take long before she came down your throat, per Eddie's orders, you swallowed every last drop. After she finished shooting, she grabbed the back of your head and started to shove her entire foot-long cock down your throat, holding your face against her pubes, and keeping you there, you realized she wasn't even enjoying your mouth, she was using you to brace herself against Eddie's ponding.

She seemed to cum every time he pushed past her prostate, which was every time. You could feel your stomach bulge as she shot load after load down your throat. Honestly, the pain of having your stomach stretched beyond what should have been possible was nothing compared to the betrayal that burned you to your core.

After what felt like an eternity, you finally heard him grunt as he reached his limit. You watched in awe as Maddie's stomach ballooned over your head, filled with Eddie's cream.

You've never felt more jealous, you've never been so hurt.

He slid out of her, and miraculously, none of his cum spilled. Afterward, she pulled out of you, and unmiraculously, all of her cum came right back up.

Eddie looked at you, disgusted as a torrent of cum shot from your mouth. You wanted it to stop so badly so you could beg for forgiveness, but you just didn't stop.

“Holy shit, look at that freak, am I right?” Your arch-nemesis said to the man you should probably despise, but you knew in your heart you just wanted him to love you like you loved him.

The goth bitch hungrily looked at Eddie's cock and licked her lips. “Hay, do you want me to clean that up for you?” She said eagerly.

He looked at her for a moment, then pulled out his device to type for a moment.

“Why should I let you?” He said as a sadistic smile crept across his perfect face.

“Well, I... I...”

“How much money do you have saved up?”

“What? I'm not going to pay you to clean your dick,” she said hesitantly, and he immediately started to walk away.

“I have twenty thousand!” She shouted in a panic, “I was saving for a new car, but I'll give it to you if you let me clean it!”

“Just twenty thousand?”

She started to sweat as she tried to think of how to convince him.

“Tell you what, I'll let you clean it if you give me every single dollar you make from this day forth, apart from what you need for rent and food.”

She looked hesitant but more so ****, “Okay, I can make-”

“Oh, and you can't fuck be fucked or masterbate ever again but you have to watch porn every night and morning, and once a week we head to your mom's house where you'll watch me fuck your mother and you'll have to suck my cum from her asshole, and you'll have to clean my toilet with nothing but your mouth whenever I feel like it and... fuck it you have to be my toliet whenever I want as well. Deal.”

He held his hand out, and you both knew that once she shook it, she would be unable to break any of the rules he set. “I... That's too much...”

With that, he turned around to leave once again, and once again she- “No! No! Wait, I accept! I accept!” She shouted.

He turned around to look at her. “Beg proper.”

She hurriedly crouched and put her hands behind her head. “Please, Master! Please let me clean it, I'll do anything! Anything!”

He held his hand out to her, and without getting up, she took it. Instantly, her rock-hard cock hit the ground with a lifeless thump. She morfully grabbed her dick as she just then realized what she had given up. But then Eddie pressed the head of his cock to her lips, and she eagerly took it to the base, sucking and licking it like her life depended on it. All while rubbing her dead dick trying to desperately get a release she will never get.

You knew you should feel vindicated in her suffering, but a large part of you was still jealous of how he was treating her. Despite yourself, you wanted him to care enough about you to **** you like he was torturing her.

You watch as he grabbed her hair and fucked her throat before pushing all the way down. You could hear her gulp load after load, but at that point, you were too tired to care.

After he slid out of her, he glanced at you for a brief moment, and you couldn't discern what was going on behind his eyes, but then he turned around and left you for good.

You didn't cry. He thought you were some whining bitch, but you were going to prove him wrong.

You looked at Maddy as she cried, clearly transferring her life savings to that monster as she still hammered away at her limp, lifeless dick.

“God, that was fun, I haven't been fucked like that in a while! Hey, I heard Liliy's having a party tonight. Let's get filled together!” Bruce said, oblivious as always, you continued your day with him, but your mind never left Eddie.

No matter what.

No matter where.

No matter how.

You were going to be his.