I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t—I tried to push him away, begging, “Jared, stop, my sons are here!” But he grabbed my neck, pinned my head to the bench, and fucked me hard, my body submitting to his dick despite my fear, my hole clenching around his shaft as he pounded me relentlessly. “Ignoring you, huh? Gay sex Soon, Jared made a lame excuse about the toilet and followed me. “What are you doing here, Jared?” he asked, confused. I screamed, the sound barely muffled by Ben’s gaming headset downstairs. Jared shrugged, “It’s fine, bro,” but my boys got hard watching me get pounded, their cocks straining in their shorts. Dave sneered, “WTF, Dad, your cunt can’t wait, so you’re fucking Ben’s best friend?” They apologized to Jared, thinking I dragged him into this, clueless that he turned me into a bitch. “Nice bitch,” Jared sneered, fucking me mercilessly, my ass cheeks clapping loud, the sound echoing off the walls. We fucked like animals, the room stinking of sweat, musk, and sex, my screams echoing outside as their balls slapped against me, their thrusts perfectly synced.
