What Goes Around... Ch. 02

Hello everyone, here's a sequel to my previous story commissioned and brought to you by a generous reader. Hope you enjoy.

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It's been two days since Jason had his little 'encounter' at the strip club with the beautiful if not revengeful Crystal. Two days, 48 hours give or take, and yet the events that transpired are still fresh on his mind. Every time he tried to sleep, work or do anything during the day, he kept getting distracted, kept replaying those moments of what happened. Each time he did so, he could feel his heart beating faster, his face heating up and his meat getting hard. It was truly the worst for him. And no amount of sex with his fiancé, however kinky it was, could erase the image of Chris' fat, long and hot slab of fuckpipe from his synapses, nor could it suppress his feelings of shame and arousal at remembering his forced anal orgasm at the hands and cock of the dominant femboy.

Even at work, all he does is sitting in front of his computer screen for what seemed like hours, not able to bring himself to get anything done. His mind wandering as his eyes looked at the computer screen blankly.

"Dude, you okay? You look a bit out of it." His coworker asks as he hands him his lunch. "You've been staring at the same screen for half an hour." He continues with a raised eyebrow. "And, no offence but you look like you're about to either hurl or pass out."

"N-nah, it's nothing, I'm just not feeling great this morning." Jason lies as he grabs the food container and rubs his eyes.

"Yeah right. You can't fool me, buddy. I know that face." He gives him a pat on the shoulder.

"What face?"

"The face of a man that has just realized how utterly fucked his life is."

Jason's eyes widen. Is he onto him? Did that prick release the video? "Wh-what do you mean?"

"Well, you're about to get married. That's the worst that could happen to a guy, if you want my opinion." The colleague retorts as he takes a bite out of his sandwich.

"Oh... yeah...I guess..." Jason replies with a nervous laugh, sighing in relief

~Thud~

"Jason, what the fuck is this?!" A sharp and stern voice rang out and startled both him and the other.

"What?" Jason replied as he looked up to see a very pissed off woman in front of his desk. It was Linda, his boss, and in her hand she had a document file that he recognizes.

"What the fuck do you mean by 'what'? Why was the fucking file I assigned you to been returned half assed, Jason?" She slammed the file onto the desk. "Look at it! It's full of errors. Errors that you are responsible for!" Her anger was only increasing as she continued to speak, and it was very clear for Jason that he was in a whole world of trouble. "We need it finished by end of the week or we won't be able to meet the deadline."

"Linda I can explain..." He said trying to keep himself calm and collected.

"And that's my cue to go." The other man says before booking it.

"There is no excuse for this, Jason! How can you be so incompetent?! It's like you're not even trying. You know what, just-." Linda stops and takes a deep breath. "Look, I know you're busy with your wedding and all that crap but you can't neglect your work!"

"I-I know, I'm sorry. I'll fix that right away. I'll stay after hours today to work on it, I'll be done before tomorrow, I promise."

"You better, because if it isn't done then, you're fired. Am I making myself clear?"

"Y-yes, Linda. Crystal clear." Jason cringes a bit as utters those words and answers. "I-I'll get right to work on that document. Thank you."

Linda turns and storms out, not even waiting to hear Jason's response. Once she was gone, he lets out a long, exasperated sigh. 'Fuck am I doing, can't let this shit ruin my life. I'm getting married in-' Jason's inner monologue is interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. He fishes it out of his pocket and sees that it's an unknown number. 'Who is this?' he wonders as he swipes the call open and puts the phone to his ear. "Yes?" He answers in an annoyed voice.

"What's with the attitude, Jay?~"

The young man's blood ran cold at the sound of the all-too-familiar voice on the other end of the line. He feels like he's being choked and all the color drained from his face.

"Jason~, are you there?" He heard the femboy ask in an innocent voice. "You should be nicer to me, I thought we were closer than that~" He chuckles. "Well, we definitely are now, after last time. You know, when I made you my bottom bitch~" He teases.

"How did you get my number?!" He snaps at him.

"Oh this? After I thoroughly widened your shitter, I went and asked your buddy Jimmy for your number." Crystal says with a laugh. "I was expecting a bit more hesitation when I did but your friend gave me your number with so much ease. And he even said and I quote:'Just make sure his girl doesn't find you two banging at her wedding.' I mean, he must really hate your girlfriend's guts, huh?"

Jason grunts through clenched teeth in anger as he digs his fingers into the phone. He knew Jimmy loses ninety percent of his brain cells when he's drunk but to actually hand his phone number out to a stripper!?. "What do you want from me, Chris?!" He says, barely controlling his tone. "You already had your little fun-"

"You did too, big boy, don't try to hide it~" The femboy cuts him. "I know you enjoyed every second of it, and I bet you would have came back for more even if I hadn't called~" He lets out a soft moan as if he's thinking of something lewd. "But I guess I'm just too impatient~"

"NO FUCKING-" Jason raises his voice before remembering he is still at work and lowers his volume. "No fucking way, if you keep calling me I'm going to the cops, got it?!" He threatens with intent.

He hears the femboy laughing on the other side. "Oh honey, you're so cute when you're playing hard to get~" He says in a light hearted tone before switching to a more serious one. "Listening you dumb fuck, I'm the one with leverage here, I'm the one who gets to say when I'm tired of ruining your guts." Cold sweat begin soaking Jason's back. "You really thought I would let you off the hook that easily after the years of bullying and torture? You think one little quick fuck is enough to make up for the suicidal thoughts I had to deal with through out all of high school? No, you can kiss your freedom goodbye cuz you're about to become my personal cumdump, chump."

Jason says nothing, he remains silent as his boiling brain processes the situation and tries to find a way out. "Still there? Helloooooo?" Crystal asks, interrupting his thought. "You know what? All this talk got me going. I need to let out some steam." The femboy states with a grin so obvious, Jason could hear it in his voice. "Where do you live?"

"Wha-?!"

"Where. Do. You. Live? Actually, just send me your address."

"I'm not doing-" The young man is interrupted by a whatsApp notification on his phone. "What's that?" He asks as he opens the message.

"A little incentive~"

It was a video, the one from the security camera at the strip club. Showing a short clip of what happened. Jason could see himself, clear as day, getting his shit pushed in by the gorgeous stripper.

"So, about that address...~"

Jason gulps loudly as he feels the walls closing in on him. The man feels his mouth dry, and he can't even mutter a single word as he stares blankly at the footage.

"I'm going to hang up now, and if I don't get your address within two minutes after doing so, get ready to become viral. Bye~" And just like that, Crystal hangs up leaving Jason frozen. He barely had two minutes to decide his future.

He knew, there was only one option he could take. "I-I can't do that, my fiancé might be there or come back early or-"

"Fine, fine." Chris interrupts him. "Wouldn't want you to get caught, now would we?" The femboy keeps silent for a few seconds then speaks up once more. "Alright I''ll send you my address Get your sweet ass here now." And he hangs up.

~Ding~

With shaking fingers, Jason checks the message he received. It was a location attached to only one sentence, but it was enough to make him regret every single life choice he ever made in the past. 'Drop by in thirty minutes or else. And be ready for another life changing ass pounding, faggot ♥'

The phone slips out of his hand. He couldn't believe it. This wasn't real. This wasn't happening. How could things go from so perfect to this nightmare so fast? He felt like he was going to be sick. He couldn't go through this again. He couldn't let himself become a plaything to this guy's whims, to become a cocksleeve, to be fucked senseless until he passed out from exhaustion, only to wake up again and get violated anew...Could he?

No time to think. Having not taking his one hour break yet, he decides to do so now and bolts out of the building and straight to Crystal's place.

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~Crystal's apartment~

By running like the devil was after him, Jason managed to make it here within just twenty minutes. He swallows loudly and with a shaky hand knocks thrice of the door.

"My, my. Look at you~" Crystal mocks from behind the door before opening it. "So eager to have that ass gaped by me~" The femboy stands there, arms folded across his chest and naked like the day he was born.

Jason looks the trap up and down with his mouth agape. That beautifully feminine face, those tiny shoulders, narrow waist and makes his hips looks so much bigger than his own girlfriend, those long slender legs, the impressive package of 13 inches dangling between his thighs, half flaccid and resting atop a pair of big, tasty looking balls that look like two orange sized grapes. "Come in, come in." Chris motions as he turns and steps further inside. Jason obeys with a gulp, feeling like an animal being led to his slaughter as he enters the place. His heartbeat races as he walks, though the sight of that perfectly round ass did help him calm down a bit. It's like an artist took their sweet time carving the ideal butt from marble. Jason feels himself salivating at the sight.

Crystal stops and turns on his heels. "So, slut, how long has it been since I last dipped my cock in your guts? About two days?" He teases as he leans closer. "Long enough for them to reprise their original shape and tightness, I hope~"He says with a grin. "I made sure to save up lots of ball porridge for you during these past two days, so how about you get down on your knees and get to it, hmm?~" He reaches up two fingers and taps Jason's shoulder. "I want my cock to be dripping with your fucking spit, bitch~."

The straight man's knees buckle and he drops to his knees so easily, almost like the femboy drained him of all willpower he might have had. He finds himself face to face with Chris' already half hard python, and can smell the sweet aroma that wafted from it. His breath quickens, as he feels his heart start to race. His lips tremble as he leans in, not believing that he's about to do something this perverse and humiliating. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He hesitates, his body refusing to go through with it. But as soon as Crystal's scent invaded his nostrils, his resolve shatters. The young man purses his lips and gives the throbbing shaft a little peck on the side. He could almost feel the blood rushing through the veins to pump this monster to full mast.

Crystal runs a hand through his ex-bully's hair, his grin widening. "You like my scent? You like my cock? I can't wait to make you choke on it and see you struggle for air~" Jason lets out a little squeak, feeling his heart sink in his stomach. His face is redder than it's ever been before, as he starts kissing and licking at his top's meat with more and more gusto. Crystal lets out a soft sigh and a smirk forms on his face. The femboy grabs the back of the man's head, pulling it in closer and urging Jason to work harder for that money shot. "Come on, work your tongue. I said dripping, faggot~" Crystal moans as the not so straight man's warm tongue applies more and more saliva coating to the behemoth that Chris calls a cock. Jason can't help but be in awe at how warm and thick the pole is, like an oversized sausage resting between the femboy's legs. "Yeah, like that. Lick it real good for me~" Chris praises then grabs his hair pulling his head back to look up.

"Let me help you, open your mouth, slut~" With one swift pull of his hair, the femboy yanks Jason's head back, making his mouth gape open, before forming a fat dollop of spit that slowly descends into Jason's awaiting facehole. "There, and don't say I never did anything for ya~" The devilish trap then shoves the entire 13 inches of fuckmeat straight down the poor bastard's gullet. Chris grunts and shudders as he feels his rod being swallowed. The warm and moist mouth of his victim sends a wave of pleasure running through him. "Ahh, fuck yeah. huh? What's the matter big boy?" Crystal mocks as he notices Jason doing his best to not puke as the massive foreign object stretching his windpipe keeps tickling his gag reflex. "Oh, I think I have an idea, here, check this out~" Chris says before following up with a flex of his pelvic muscles, making his cock jump and trigger Jason's gag reflex, prompting his throat to twitch and tighten for a second. "Argh, shit! That's what I thought, this is going to be so fucking fun, here let me do that again~" He flexes again, causing Jason to cough and choke.

The poor man can only helplessly drool over the monster invading his face, while the stripper's nuts rest against his chin. He feels so humiliated and ashamed as he sucks his top's meat. The smell of Chris' musky aroma invading his lungs and filling his brain with all sorts of lewd thoughts. As a whole minutes passes, the young man concludes that the only way out of this torture is to make the girly stud cum. He begins giving tiny licks, his tongue being flattened by the fat slab of meat makes it difficult to give any service. He continues doing his best for several minutes. His cheeks turning red, his saliva drooling out the corner of his mouth. His heart is beating so hard that he can almost hear it. He starts feeling lightheaded as he becomes harder to pass any oxygen through now clogged airway. He starts to get a little scared of asphyxiation when a strong grip pulls him closer, until the base of the stripper's rod touches Jason's lips. "UUURGHH SHIIIT! FUCK JASON!!" He feels the pulsating veins as his nose is buried in Crystal's crotch. Black spots fill his vision. He feels the femboy's nuts tightening on his chin and a split second later, it happens. "GOD! EAT MY FUCKING SPERM YOU WORTHLESS WHORE!!" Chris howls and unloads what felt like gallons of ballslop straight down the poor man's throat, painting his stomach white. Jason feels his belly filling with the burning hot sludge as it forcefully fires off straight out of the hefty girly fucklog. So intense, it makes his stomach churn, but he had no other option but to gulp it all down.

~GULP~

~GULP~

~GULP~

Crystal watches with a predatory grin as the bottom bitch downed his homemade gravy. "Good fucking boy~" He slowly retracts his still throbbing rod. The 13 inches of behemoth now fully drenched with Jason's throat slop and covered in thick globs of spunk. The young man takes a deep breath as air reaches his lungs once more. One moment later, he coughs up some jello thick cum residue stuck in his air canal.

"Aaaah, that was some good head. Thanks a bunch, you filthy cumrag~" Chris purrs. He stands there for a short while, looming over his still kneeling former bully, fists on his hips, and cock slowly twitching back to life as he watches him getting his second wind. He reaches for the young man's collar and lifts him up, then drags him to his bedroom and tosses him onto his bed. Crystal's mattress feels so soft compared to Jason's, and his bed smells of him, which is intoxicating in its own right. The femboy pulls him by the ankles till his ass hangs on the edge of the bed, then pulls down the zipper on Jason's pants and yanks his pants and boxers completely off in one go before throwing them to the side. "Heh, and he says he's not gay~" Chris scoffs as he stares at the man's raging hard on. Having nothing for his own defense, Jason turns his head and clenches his jaw in shame. The stripper leans down and whispers into Jason's ear, his hot breath sending chills down his spine. "I'm going to mold your insides to my cock and pound you till you get addicted to me.~" Chris purrs as he licks the outer shell of his ex bully's ear, causing him to shiver. He trails his hand up and down his chest. The soft caress makes him tremble and moan. Jason is completely at the femboy's mercy now. The feeling of those fingers moving across his skin sends a rush of electricity through his body. "But I'll give you an out." He leans back and spreads the man's legs, admiring his quivering hole. "If you can take my fingers without cumming your brains out~" The femboy runs two of his digits along the length of his rock solid pillar and coats them in the viscous mixture. "I will forget your number and your very existence.~"

Jason grunts, feeling the trap's fingers press against his quivering pucker. "What do you say, hmm?"

"Oka-ArRGH!!" The young man barely has time to utter a response that Chris slipped his phalanges inside with little effort. The stripper leans over him, grinning. The look on his face is nothing short of a demon in disguise. "Fuck..!" He can feel Crystal's fingers stretching his anal ring and scissoring his hole.

"Mmh, fuck indeed." The femboy coos as he slides a third finger in, and Jason winces and clenches his teeth at the intrusion. He continues to finger the straight man's ass while simultaneously using his thumb to rub against his perineum, causing the poor man to buck and spasm. Jason lets out a string of incomprehensible words mixed with curses as Crystal finds and teases his prostate, while rubbing against his taint. "There it is, that sweet little button that turns a straight man into a cockhungry faggot~." Jason lets out a whine as Crystal keeps assaulting his prostate, sending shock waves of pleasure through his body. He can feel his dick twitching and throbbing. "Resist all you want, big boy, when I'm through with you, you won't be able to live without my fat boipipe~" Chris smirks, watching the man's reactions to his touches. "So fucking needy for a guy about to get married~" The stripper taunts. The straight man's ass is now sopping wet from the femboy's fingers and he can't help but squirm and writhe at the feeling of his tight passage being stretched by them. He is hanging on by a hair, but Crystal's constant attack on his sweet spot makes it extremely hard for him to hold back his climax. His cock is rock hard and leaking a steady stream of precum all over his belly.

"Gotta hand it to ya, you're hanging on to that hetero sexuality tight, but...~" The femboy's face gets closer to Jason's. "I think I see the finally crack, riiiiight here~" Crystal crashes his lips against the young man's and a powerful jolt of electricity rushes through the straight man's system, making his whole body jerk as the girly demon pushes a fourth digit in. Jason cries out into Chris' mouth, feeling his ass being spread by the his four fingers. He feels a tear roll down his cheek as his cock throbs and pulsates as it unloads three ropes of white gooey seed.

Crystal chuckles at the feeling of his hand getting coated with warm cum. "There you go, good boy~." The femboy breaks the kiss and lifts his cumsoaked hand and wipes off the jizz on the bottom's shirt. He then gives Jason's still throbbing shaft a hard squeeze, causing him to grunt and let out a gasp of pleasure. "Look at that, so hard and sensitive, all just from a little fingering. It's almost fucking cute~" Crystal coos while continuing to slowly milk the young man's cock, making him moan and arch his back as his sensitive head gets more of the attention.