Obese Individual, Chapter 1
Brandon was a plump guy, a geek to the core. At 18, he was in his final year at high school and had a body more suited to a middle-aged woman. His hips were feminine, his posterior was generous, and he lacked the chest muscles that other boys his age possessed. He could imagine no way that a lady would ever think about having sex with him. Despite this, he continuously fondled his small dick, focusing on it while masturbating.
His number of friends consisted of other geeks and individuals who didn't fit into the school's Image aesthetic. He considered them all great, with the exception of Mark. While they usually got along, Mark sometimes taunted Brandon about his weight, mentioning his big ass, for instance. Though he had heard these comments before, there was something about Mark's delivery that unsettled him. It was hard for Brandon to comprehend why these remarks by Mark created this unusual reaction in him.
Mark was one of the males in their cluster of friends who had actually lost his virginity. He had engaged in the act with Jessica, who was a chubby girl from their grade. They took a lot of jibes from the rest of the guys, who couldn't understand how Mark could be with her, for she was significantly larger than him. He'd take their taunts in stride and would make absurd comments about how he liked "more cushion for the pushing" and how "his dick drove her crazy." Unfortunately for Mark, Jessica had to relocate mid-year.
Mark frequently bragged about his manhood, always emphasizing that it surpassed the average size. This habit did not deter him from discussing it. He'd say things like, "Yeah, dude, I pumped into her ass the night before she moved. 50% of the time, she would complain about pain. The other half? She'd be moaning loud like a whore."
As they staggered home from Joey's house, where they had all drunk alcohol together, Mark was recounting his sexual history to Brandon. Envious of Mark's feat, Brandon tuned in intently.
"Damn, you'd really need to find another fat ass to mount. I'd be okay with a simple blowjob right now. I'm so fucking libidinous."
Mark chuckled as he carried on, Brandon not uttering a peep. He was inundated by a potpourri of emotions: jealousy, arousal, and confusion.
"Alright, I gotta go take a pee."
Brandon turned away as Mark unzipped his pants and relieved himself on a tree. Ipso facto, he contemplated getting laid. He went back to daydreaming about Mark and Jessica.
"Hey, Brandon, you should see this!"
Mark was standing there, his penis still out. It was an attempt at a humorous prank, something that would immediately turn off most guys. However, Brandon was not a member of that group. Instead, he was mesmerized.
Mark had not been deceiving anyone regarding his penis size. It was impressive, even in a flaccid state, extending 6 inches.
Mark paused from his jest, and Brandon remained entranced. In awe, he observed each detail, from the swollen head to the copious sack below.
"I thought you said you lost your virginity?" Brandon inquired, momentarily breaking free from his trance.
"Sure, did. I banged Jessica the night before she left. She whined half the time about the discomfort, but the other half? She was making a racket like a lustful slut."
Mark kept talking as they made their way back to their usual hangout spot. Brandon was too enthralled to interrupt or disengage.
"Hold up, I gotta uninate."
Brandon turned around, facing away, as Mark emptied his bladder. The possibility that he'd have sex slowly crossed his mind. He continued musing on mental visualizations of Mark's relationship with Jessica.
Suddenly, Mark spoke again, "Check it out, dude!"
Brandon turned around to find Mark brandishing his cock in front of his face with a mischievous glow in his eyes. It had risen, now eight inches.
Mark raised eyebrows, smirked, halted, and approached Brandon. As Brandon sat on a bench, disbelieving, his new acquaintance stuck out his own erect cock.
"Guess all the talk of me getting with Jessica made you gay?" Mark joked, lurching towards the stunned Brandon, entrusting his swollen member on his tongue.
Brandon was astonished. He was entertaining a boner in his mouth, gazing up at Mark with astonished eyes. Though unconsciously, he did not part his lips to remove it.
Brandon's lips touched Mark's penis involuntarily. He gently moved his tongue around the tip, discovering himself licking his cock hole and softly swallowing. He couldn't believe he was doing it. The sensation and taste were extraordinary. He closed his eyes tightly.
Mark gently pushed another inch of his cock into Brandon's mouth, wanting to cum. Brandon instinctively began licking and sucking on the parts of the shaft now in his mouth, noticing the disparities in taste and texture between them. For his entire life, being called a cock sucker was the ultimate insult. How could a man give in to doing something so abhorrent? Yet, there he was loving it.
"Ungnh yeah, bitch. Take that cock."
Brandon's cheeks reddened at the words. How had he let this occur? He was so intoxicated and distraught, but his erect penis betrayed his true emotions. Plus, every lick and slurp of Brandon's cock helped push any doubts from his mind.
Mark pushed in further, gradually inching into Brandon's throat. Surprisingly, Brandon didn't gag or reject him.
"Fuck...oh yeah... you love that cock, huh Brandon."
As if in a trance, Brandon replied in a muffled voice "mmmhmm" as Mark pulled his head back and forth on his penis.
"Good...you're going to be spending a lot of time with it. Get used to it, bitch. Going to...oh fuck yeah.... nut in your mouth. Eat it."
Brandon could feel Mark's erection shudder and grew even more into it, moaning into Mark's cock while he slurped, licked, and sucked. Even absent-mindedly, Brandon began rubbing himself through his pants while his hand played with Mark's testicles.
Choosing his pumps carefully, Mark withdrew just the tip from Brandon's mouth as he ejaculated.
Brandon was carried away, sucking and swallowing while moaning. His own hard-on was soaking his underwear. He had never felt this horny. He pulled it out of his mouth, licked it several times, and then began to suck again. He would have remained there until morning had Mark not pushed him away.
"Jesus, seems like you got off on that just as much as I did, fag" Mark said as he wiped his penis on Brandon's face.
Brandon's senses were muddled, unable to focus. He was still overwhelmed by his horniness.
"I'll text you tomorrow. My parents are going on a day trip for most of the day and I'm going to suck your cock and ass all day long," Mark said with a smirk as he slapped Brandon's face with his penis before leaving him there.
Brandon arrived home, got into bed, and immediately started jerking off. He replayed everything in his mind. The fact that he could still taste Mark's cum made it even better, and he came very fast, falling unconscious before any negative thoughts could enter his mind.
...
Brandon awoke groggy, with a slight hangover. Memories of the previous night flooded his thoughts. He'd sucked Mark's cock, and rather than reviling it, he'd rushed home and orgasmed. Could it have been real? His stomach churned at the realization.
He had little time to ponder it before his phone rang. He realized he had several messages from Mark.
"Morning, dickhead. My parents are going out for the day at 12. Get here at 12:10."
"If you're late, I'll slap your ass."
"If you don't show, remember this..."
Mark had attached a brief clip from the video. Brandon clicked play and it was, of course, a segment where he could be clearly identified moaning loudly and bobbing his head. How could he have been so foolish? Of course he recorded it.
"Just to make sure you understand, say 'yes sir.'"
Beads of sweat formed on Brandon's forehead as he pondered how he might escape this. He figured it would be best to comply now and discuss it later. Swallowing any remnants of pride, he typed back, "yes sir."
"Good boy" Mark responded with a photo of his flaccid penis.
Brandon quickly exited the chat but couldn't help the excitement he felt upon seeing it again. He groaned and contemplated how he would get out of this predicament.
...
"They're gone. Come up to my room."
As soon as Brandon got to Marks's house, he received this message. He cautiously entered his room to find Mark seated naked in a chair stroking his dick.
"Finally. Get over here and kiss my dick."
"Mark...can we just talk...I..." [he begins]
"No talking, get over here and kiss this."
Brandon slipped into a haze as his lips wrapped around Mark's penis.
You're to call me sir from now on. And no, we can't chat. Get on your knees, give my dick a lick, and listen. Mark said with a cold demeanor, releasing Brandon from any further response.
"Maybe you need something to get aroused..." Mark added as he turned on the TV, revealing the video of last night's blowjob.
Brandon's cheeks flushed as he gazed at the screen in a daze, beginning to understand the gravity of his situation once more.
"Hurry up, slut, you've got a lot to cover."
Recognizing there was no escape, Brandon slowly made his way towards Mark, gripping his hard-on as he knelt before him. His lips wrapped around the tip, and he began licking.
"That's more like it. No need to devour it as eagerly as last time." Mark said with a hand on the back of Brandon's head.
Tasked with sober blowjobs became an experience quite different. Brandon couldn't deny the pleasure he experienced. However, he kept his sucking subtle compared to their previous encounter. The taste left him curious — did all cocks taste the same?
"It's quite the day for you. You'll see." Mark added as he withdrew his cock from Brandon's mouth.
"Take the bag on the bed and go to the bathroom. Follow all the steps outlined in there."
Brandon's heart began to race; he had forgotten about that night's proclamation of ass fucking, but today was the day of reckoning. He felt helpless as he fished out the instructions.
The directions instructed him to administer an enema, shave around his hole, shower, and return to the room naked. Within the bag, he found an enema kit, shaving butter, and a razor. The anxiety roiling in his gut intensified as he undressed.
He desperately searched for a way out as he followed instruction, but fate had other plans. His eyes twitched, drawn to the tripod-mounted camera aimed at the bed.
"Let's see if you still follow orders as well as you suck cock," Mark remarked as Brandon approached and bent over his desk.
Mark sat down behind him, enjoying the view, waiting for his perfect daughter to suck him off later. Tapping his finger at his open hole, Mark noted a surprising likeness to Jessica. He decided to shove a finger inside — a clone from a different angle.
"Very good. You're quite the naughty boy. Now — one more."
He withdrew two fingers and spread them apart, then slid them back in smoothly. Brandon's ass began to relax. Pleasure tingled at the invasion, overwhelming his shame.
As he continued to finger-fuck Mark inside and out, Mark instructed him on his role for the performance. Intentionally inflicting humiliation, Mark offered Brandon a play-by-play for what was to come.
Slowly pulling out his fingers, Mark pulled Brandon over to the bed and positioned himself behind the camera, ready to record Brandon's tearful beg for his cock.
"Hurry up and take a seat, fag. Don't bungle this.
Brandon aligned himself on the bed, facing the camera while raising one leg, baring his hole for the spectacle.
"Good...good." Mark praised with satisfaction. "1-2-3...action!" he bellowed, beginning the recording.
According to instructions, Brandon purred sexily, "I'm so happy you're finally here...I need your dick, daddy. My fat pussy is ready for you."
He shamelessly licked his lips and pinched his nipple for good measure. Mark was unimpressed, as Brandon's timid attempts lacked depth.
With desperation, Brandon submitted to a second request, but still, he failed.
Growing impatient, Mark force-fed his dick into Brandon's mouth, proceeding with the show while coaching his words. While his cock was visible on the screen, Brandon's hard-on defied all expectations.
On the third go, Brandonhit it spot-on and lowered himself onto his knees and elbows with his backside up. Markslathered up hismember and joined Brandonon the bed, rudely jamming the top of hispeen into Brandon's entrance.
"Unngh" Brandonbellowed. Thankfully, he had already been slightly eased into it by Mark'sfingers, but the sensation felt wrong and unsettling.
"Fuck yeah, cunt...fuck yeah" Markgrunted as he smacked Brandon's buttocks and reached out to squeeze hisboobs.
Bit by bit, Marknudged forward a bit more, using Brandon's thick thighs to gain leverage. Once hemanaged to penetrate a bit deeper, he'd almost withdraw completely and beginagain. He was deliberately going slowly.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK, HUH BRADOND? You didn'treallythink you'dfinally lose your virginity today, right?" he bragged as he doled out another slap on hisass.
"Whaaunnghh" Brandoncried out in response to the swat. The discomfort from Mark's dick invading his ass wasless intense compared to the earlier spanking. His erection had withered as his mindstruggled to come to terms with his predicament.
Markmoved deeper, his cock scraping against Brandon's prostate gradually. As the pain decreased,Brandon found a new feeling emerge. It was faint initially, but as the pace increased,Weson't deny he was experiencing the greatest feeling possible. It was bizarrelybetter than the sensation of Mark's fingers.
He pressed his face into the mattress to avoid moaning, but after a few more moments hisbody took on a mind of its own. He adjusted how his back was arched and his ass subtlymoved back and forth with Mark's. His erection returned, possibly harder than ever befor e.
Noticing the transformation, Markboosted the pace. He forced his way forward, shoving Brandon's torso towardshim and eliciting a moan from him.
"You love it," Markstated triumphantly as he reached for Brandon again and continued to pound down hard.
"Yesss....fuck yeah....MMMm...god" Brandonpanted as his body writhed in pleasure.
"PREPARE yourself, BRADON...I'm about tofill you up" Markstated between breaths as he accelerated even swifter.
Brandondidn'tcare about being called by a girly name. He didn'tcare about anything exceptthe bliss he was experiencing. His own cock was dribbling pre-cum despite him not touching it.
"OH fuck yeah, DEPOSIT your seed,fat bottom bitch!!!"
Markheld onto Brandon fiercely and force-fed his cock as far in as he could while cumming. Brandon protestedloudly, still processing what was occurring and marveling at feeling Mark's cumbeing shot into him.
Just like that, it was over. Mark extracted himself and observed as Brandon's anus snapped shut.My during the rehearsal he would somehow have to get that on tape. He wiped hiscock across Brandon's wide derriere.
"Cómewith it, piggy?"
"No..." Brandonanswered warily.
"Turn over on your back."
Brandon quickly yielded, eager to climax.
Markspread Brandon's thighs anddd him onto his shoulders, then inserted his still substantial member once again.
"Mmmph" Brandon grunted.
"Use one hand to rub that clitoris. Use the other to caress your titties. NOW, ASK ME TOFUCK YOUR poundsASS."
Brandon nodded and complied.
"Fu....mmm...oh GOD...fuck mypoundsASS!"Brandon howled as he desperately jerked his erection and play with hisboobs.
"You adore my cock, don't you?"
"Mmmfuck yes, master."
"Enjoying beingpenetrated?"
"Oh....fuck yeaahhhh"
"Andsucking dick?"
"Mmmmph mmm...oh....yes!"
"Great, you'll be doing plentyof it."
Savoring his control, Mark was fully immersedonce again and pounded even harder.
This was it for Brandon. He came hard,spurting his load everywhere, some even hitting hisface as his body shook.
Markpulled out, positioned himself nearBrandon's face, and plunged his dick back into his oral cavity.
"Yeaaaaaah, slut. Got a load for theyour throat, too. Remember how much you like that."
Markstruck in and out of Brandon'smouth feverishly while probing hisnipples. Although his load was smaller than the one leaking out ofBrandon's anus, it was still quite a bit. As with the last encounter, Markretracted and coated the same in Brandon'smouth.
"Swallow it!" Markcalled outas he retreated to whack his cock onto Brandon's face. Brandon complied, voraciouslyconsuming every drop.
After yanking out, Mark smirked at his subdued partner. Brandon collapsed, struggling to gasp for air. The onrush of afterglow was overwhelming his thoughts as he replayed the previous day's events in his mind. He felt both ashamed and embarrassed, yet these feelings seemed to fuel his carnal desires. It was as if his brain was being reprogrammed.
"Rush to the shower and wash that cunt out," Mark remarked smugly.
Brandon maneuvered slowly towards the door, his muscles weary from the taxing sex. Every step sent jolts of pain up his thighs, where the discharge of cum had his cheeks sliding against each other easily. Just as he neared the door, Mark chimed in once more,
"Oh, and there's no need to fret about your clothes. Jessica happened to leave a few of her items here—they should be a perfect fit for you."
Brandon ambled ecstatically to the bathroom, questioning what would come next.
Read also:
- Kristin, Tasha, and I: Chapter 2
- A Collection of Attractive Siblings for My Lesbian Affections - Chapter 3
- Spotted at Workplace
- Chapter 12: Transition from Husband to Houseboy
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