You would.

Who the fuck are you kidding? You want to see Matt's hole warp around that huge, plastic fucking prick and you want him to beg you to fuck him hard. You look Matt in the eye and see his expression turn to horror as he catches a glint of your thoughts in your eyes. You grin wryly and thrust your hips up and spear the tip of the dildo into Matt's rectum.

"WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?!" Matt yells. You feel him clench desperately, trying his damnedest to keep you out. Screws tuts and flips a switch on the battery, sending jolts of electricity through Matt's pinched nipples. Matt wails and you immediately feel the dildo shoot into his guts, stopping at the knot. He looks at you with tears in his eyes.

"Ple-please John, don't! I'm begging you man, don't!" You feel the sleeve around your cock squeeze tight and imagine it's Matt's hole as he begs you not to split him wide open. You yell a warcry as you rock back and forth, grinding the knot against Matt's hole. He's gonna fucking take this shit. You can't imagine what the other people in the room are thinking right now: the rest of your friends are probably getting fucked too silly to realize what's going on but you wonder what others might be thinking. Screws lets you know how he's feeling.

"Bust that bitch open! You know he wants it!" You can hear the Twins cheering you on as they watch you rock back and forth, attempting to turn your best friend into your bitch.

You use your body weight to build momentum on the hook, rocking yourself back and forth. Matt screams as he feels the knot **** its way past his hole; you can feel the tension through the butt plug in your own ass. Each time your weight swings toward him, his bitchboy hole gets closer and closer to the breaking point and he gets one step closer to becoming a ruined, submissive slut--YOUR ruined, submissive slut--and any struggle or **** he attempts to use will just end up forcing the knot into him prematurely.

"UG-GAH-GOD!" Matt screams as you press the pointed tip of the dildo into a particularly sensitive spot of his. Then you sense it--the slipping of his guard. You relish the backswing as the dildo slides out to the tip, and then you put your full weight into the forward swing and yell like Tarzan. You hear the snapping of a tree branch as you swing on the vine and suddenly you're back in the shitty, piss-stained bathroom with Matt and you're both in the air for a brief moment as the dildo spears into him, reaching the widest point of the knot.

It feels like time stops at that moment: your heart skips a beat and you feel Matt's heart beat through the toy you're sharing. You see everything with hyperacuity: the way Matt's hole spasms and stretches as he struggles to push it out, his eyes wide and a scream in his throat; the splintering of the bathroom stall as the hook snaps free of it due to the **** of your rocking; hell, you even somehow manage to see yourself yelling and hollering like a possessed man at the sight and sensation of being the one to ruin your best friend.

Then your heart drops as you feel yourself crashing to the ground--you feel Matt's hole reject the knot of the dildo--reject you. You see his hole clench tight as it retracts from the knot. And you see the relief wash through his face as he realizes he won't be taking the knot.

And then his back slams into the ground and then you slam down and that knot's buried deep in his guts and he's speechless and all yours. You feel his hole clench and spasm as his mouth gapes open. The awkward position you landed in eventually causes you to slide to tile floor with a twist, tugging on the dildo in your best friend, but that knot stays locked in place right where it should. You land beside Matt and look him in the eyes and you see that he's still processing what just happened but you know he fucking loved it.

And you know you're right when Matt fucking smiles at you like an idiot.

"Goddamn!" Your moment is interrupted by Boss's booming voice. You look around and realize the entire bathroom is staring at you and Matt--even your friends, in their compromised states. It seems to you like all sexual activity just halted. And now you feel really fucking embarrassed because you just had the gayest fucking moment with your best friend and now...