Ollie

As Ollie left Dr. Roberts's office, he felt absolutely amazing. His wife had been right about hypnotherapy being a good choice. Shit. Now he was thinking about that bitch. He opened his car and began driving to his apartment complex. The whole way there all he could think about was his wife getting fucked by his best friend, Mark. Normally he got extremely sad and angry when he thought about it, but now...he felt horny. Ollie's dick was getting really hard thinking about his wife getting railed. "Fuck" he thought, "I need to get home so I can pump one out."

After speeding down the road he pulled into the apartment complex and parked the car. As he walked in, he stepped in the empty elevator. He didn't think starts with this hard-on was a good idea.

"Hey, hold it for me!" A voice said, accompanied by running footsteps. Before Ollie realized who it was, he was holding it open for Mark, who jumped through the closing doors.

"Thanks man!" Mark says with a smile and Ollie nodded looking away. Ollie couldn't look at him, Mark made him so angry...wait no not angry but...horny? Ollie took a look at him. Mark was taking a selfie of himself wearing his suit.

"Damn, i'd like to fuck that cute twink body of his," Ollie thought to himself. Ollie was incredibly hard at this point, his mind swirling in thoughts dripping in cum.

Suddenly, the lights flickered and the elevator halted.

"Awww shit, I think we're stuck man, Mark says pressing the now useless panel of buttons, extending his ass out as he did so. Ollie couldn't contain his lust anymore and grabbed Mark's hips, grinding into him. "What the fuck Ollie?" Mark yelped as Ollie mimed fucking him, powerless to escape Ollie's hold.

"You fucked my wife, I get to fuck you Mark. No harm no foul."

"What? What are you talking about? How do you know about that?"

"Cut the crap Mark," Ollie turned Mark around and began ripping the suit jacket off him. Ollie slid his rock-hard dick out of his pants and pushed Mark to his knees. Although Mark didn't want to initially fuck Ollie, he felt incredibly aroused by Ollie's manhandling. "Use those big juicy lips of yours and suck my fat cock." Ollie slid his dick inside Mark's mouth.

Ollie bucked in and out of Mark's mouth, ramming as deep as he could. Ollie felt overwhelmed by eroticism. Although he had once been a friend, Ollie only wanted to fuck this cute twink for all he was worth and dump as much hot cum in him as he could.

"Ollie, I'm sorry I.." Mark gargles on the massive dick in his mouth, "It was her idea."

"I don't care Mark. Fuck her more if you like. Just take my dick." Ollie grunted. Ollie pulled Matt up by the collar of his shirt and flipped him around. Ollie leaned in, sliding his dick against Mark's ass. "If you feel sorry though, you can make it up to me quite easily." Ollie leaned in even closer, whispering into Mark's ear. "When I rail your tight hole, wrecking it for anything other than my cock..." Ollie expelled a long hot breathe, making the hair on the back of Mark's neck shiver. "You can remember to breathe while you uncontrollably moan and beg for more."

Ollie ripped Mark's pants off with ease and slid his dick over Mark's hole. "Now are you ready for Ollie's big dick to destroy your hole," Ollie said, referring to himself in the third person.