Quinn, Will's friend

"Woah..." was all Quinn, one of Will's friends, could say.

Quinn had come over, knowing Will was probably just playing video games. He intended to play along with him, maybe smoke a little something. He didn't count on being greeted by Will's stepdad nude and covered in cum. He'd met Mike a few times, usually wearing plain t-shirts or gym wear. He could tell Mike was buff, but didn't think he was all that interesting, usually wanting to talk about the latest football matches. Now he stood in front of him, grinning maniacally, cock hard and chest hair matted in cum.

"Well hiya Quinn," he greeted, "come on in!"

"I don't think-"

"Nonsense, it's cold outside!" Mike interrupted, pulling the boy inside.

Quinn gripped his phone in his pocket, ready to call the police as soon as Mike did any dodgy shit. Mike didn't seem like the type who was into dudes, but Quinn felt really uncomfortable and just wanted to leave.

"Will and I have just been bonding." Mike smiled, pulling the boy by the collar, "I think we've really connected."

Quinn was surprised when Mike answered the door, but he was dumbfounded when he saw Will. His friend was sprawled out, legs splayed wide. His body was covered in cum and Will looked stunned and slightly dazed.

"Doesn't he look great." Mike laughed, "I think his little hole is the hottest, pumped full of my cum."

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Quinn roared, "Did you rape him?"

"Calm down, Quinn." Mike said gently, "It was a very consensual activity, right Will?"

"You're sick! You're a pervert! Fucking fag!" Quinn yelled, turning to run.

He didn't get far, as he was tackled to the ground by the muscled daddy.

"You know," Mike whispered, leaning into Quinn's ear, "all that yelling turned me on a bit. I can only imagine what you'll sound like with a cock plugged up your rear."