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"Your boytoy is here, Prince," Ahmad joked, he's the stocky man on the right.

"He is our boytoy now," Amir laughed, "of course I would share my prized boy with my best friends. And look at him. Beautiful, yes?"

"Well, we can't see his face, Amir," that joke came from Omar in the very back.

"Haha, yes. The boy has to wear a mask. I told him to wear it. He cannot speak unless given permission. Can you, boy?"

I remained silent and that made Amir laugh.

"See? I did not tell him to speak so he did not speak. White bitches like him are easy to train with the proper motivation."

Rafiq stood beside Amir, "What motivates this bitch?"

"He's a shameless harlot. So, my cock. I tell him to kneel and he does as told."

"You have an American as your cocksucker?" Karim was standing beside Rafiq, looking taken aback.

"Yes. He's an obedient dog and a loyal bitch. Want to try him out?"

For a moment, there was silence among the group, and then Ahmad raised a hand, snapping his fingers.

"Here. Kneel. Like a good dog." He spoke firmly, staring at me with dark hungry eyes.

"Haha, I figured you would want to try him, Ahmad," Amir joked, "your wife being pregnant with your third child, your balls must be packed."

"You have no idea. I want to fuck. I need to fuck. But, she's pregnant, and I refuse to bed some whore in town. But, your bitch will do. Is he good?"

Amir laughed, loudly and proudly, "Is he good? If he wasn't, I wouldn't waste my time training him. The bitch is more than good. He's the best cocksucker I've had. He lives to worship, praise, Arab men. He salivates at the prospect of it. He has almost no gag reflex and can take me to the balls. He loves when I fuck his throat like a pussy, deep and merciless. And best of all, he swallows."

Still, whenever he visited, he always waved, always smiled, always rubbed my head and gave me noogies and pulled me in close and play wrestled with me. He let me try my first sip of beer - I hated it - and my first drag of a cigarette - almost choked on it.

One day, my brother asked if I could help T with some moving; he had to get a bunch of stuff from a storage unit at the edge of town. He couldn’t help because he agreed to help T’s girlfriend watch the kids.

So there I was, fresh faced 18 year old virgin loser, with my brother’s friend, on our way to the storage unit. He was driving this massive Ford pickup truck, four door, Hemi. It is beautiful. He’s seated back in his side, thighs spread, manspreading without shame and guiding the car with one hand on the wheel and the other on his dick. He never seemed to move that hand and he drove with a joint hanging off his lip. The car reeked of weed; thankfully, it’s legal in this state so he knew we wouldn’t have any issues with the police.

“How’s life treating you?” He suddenly spoke up. He never took his eyes off the road.

“Pretty good.” I was messing around on my phone.

“That’s good. You get a girlfriend yet?”

That came out of left field.

“Oh…no. I don’t have a girlfriend yet…”

“Really? A good lookin kid like you? You should have pussy piled up high trying to get to you.”

“Yeah…well..I don’t…I’m not really interested in any either.”

“Oh…You gay?”

“W…well..I….uh…”

“Look, it’s fine if you are. I got a few buddies who are gay, they live around me. Good guys.”

“Oh…”

“One of them gives mean fuckin head too. Fuck. You ever need some good sloppy nasty porn worthy head, get a fag, they’ll suck the shit out of your dick. Just sayin. That’s…uh…been my experience. Sorry I tend to ramble. Is it ok for me to say fag?”

“Yeah it’s…it’s fine…I don’t mind if you say it…” I muttered, inadvertently revealing something, I thought.

“Oh? Why’s that? You sweet on me or something?” He grinned over at me, peeking at me then he turned back to the road. “There’s the storage unit place, over there.” He drove up to it, waved to the guard outside, then drove in and all the way to the back of the place.

“Hold on a sec, let me see how the kids are doin.” He pulled over the car in front of what I assumed was his storage unit.

He pulled out his phone and started looking through it.

“You gonna call?”

“Nah, I got nanny cams in the house; I didn’t tell my girl. I was nervous about leaving the kids alone, leaving her alone, while I’m out on long distance drives. So, I got nanny cams. Here’s the app.” He opened it and sat back and waited for the phone to link up to the camera feed.

“Hm, I bet they’re fine -”

“What the fuck…” He sat up, staring at the screen. His eyes wide.

On the screen, there was an image of a bedroom, a live video stream. The kids weren’t in the room. They were playing in another room with their toys, but in this room, there was my brother and T’s girlfriend. My brother was standing tall, looking down at the attractive woman who was on her knees. She gripped his thighs and he gripped her hair, pulling her ponytail as he guided her; her lips wrapped around his engorged fat large cock, managing to take a little more than half of it with each downstroke as he leaned his head back and sighed in appreciation, moaning and groaning, or at least I could imagine he was making those noises due to the way his face contorted in pleasure and how he adjusted her speed, fast and then slow then fast again as she groped and fondled his balls.

She was giving my brother some acceptable head and he was loving it.

“That motherfucker…” T growled as he gripped the phone tight, watching as my brother pulled his cock out of her lips and slapped her in the face with it then shoved her onto the bed on all fours and knelt behind her, burying his face in her ass, grinding his tongue from hole to pussy and back again then latched onto her cheating cunt as he slapped at her ass again and again.

“What…the hell is he doing..” I couldn’t believe my eyes, my brother was behaving very much unlike himself; he had a girlfriend, the two were even considering getting married, and there he was, eating out T’s girlfriend and the mother of his children, as if her pussy was a smorgasbord and he just got off a desert island.

By then, my brother stood up, grabbed her by her ponytail with one hand, grabbed her hip with the other. Guided his fat cock toward her pussy, ground against it, then seemed to change his mind. He spat onto her asshole a few times then ground his cock against her back hole before he pushed in. She writhed and wriggled on that cock as it dug deeper and deeper into her asshole until he was grinding his balls against her sopping wet cunt and then, after a moment of courtesy stillness to allow her to get used to having her ass violated, he started hammering away at her, pulling on her ponytail like a horse’s rein. He was riding her ass hard, deep, rough, merciless, and loving it.

By that point, T was shaking with rage but I noticed his eyes water. He threw his phone down to the ground, it clattered by his feet in the driver’s side and he cursed and screamed at the air. “MOTHERFUCKER!”

“I…I’m sorry…” I didn’t know what else to say.

His eyes shot toward me, like laser guided missiles, then when he saw me flinch his eyes softened.

“Look I….Ugh. Fuck….I’m not mad at you. Ok. Your brother is the cunt. You..You’re fine…Ugh, the fuck do I do…”

“Y…You can get even.” I don’t know why that came to me. “I mean…I don’t know…”

“Heh, that’s a good idea but…I’m not interested in fucking his girl….Hm…hey…. little dude…. Casey…” He’s never called me by my name before. “How about…you and I make our own little movie….” He leaned over and rubbed my cheek.

“But…you’re not…gay…”

“No. But, I’ve got a fucking hate boner and you’re a faggot. So I’m gonna take out my anger out on your pussy and make you my bitch…Come on, I got an extra bed in the storage unit…I want your ass in there, naked, and ready to get your hole wrecked…” He growled and then leaned in and gave my lips a light kiss, “Gonna make you feel so good, baby…” He then got out of the car and walked off a few feet to contain his rage, he was still shaking.

I climbed out of the truck and went over to the storage unit and waited for him. When he returned, he walked over to the door, unlocked it, pulled it open and we stepped inside. Inside the unit, as he said was the extra bed. There were other pieces of furniture. And he shut the door behind us…

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