The second time I crossed paths with Wang Yuqiang, he was laying in my own bed.
Lin Xiu and I had been official for about two months by then. The initial honeymoon phase had settled, and we had naturally transitioned into an open relationship.
If we're keeping score, though, I definitely played around way more than he did. I've always had an insanely high sex drive, and Lin Xiu had to pull out all the stops just to keep me satisfied at home, he rarely had the stamina left for anyone else. Meanwhile, the line of bottoms begging for my dick never really vanished. Whenever the urge hit and Lin Xiu was busy, I'd hit up my roster, usually fucking around on the side once or twice a week.
Occasionally, to spice things up, we'd drag a third back to my place for a threesome. Lin Xiu was still in college; he practically lived with me most of the time, but during finals, he'd shack up in his dorm to cram. That meant I'd been painfully holding back for a few weeks, just waiting for his exams to end so I could finally unload.
I fully expected him to want to go big to celebrate. Sure enough, right as I was wrapping up work, my phone lit up with his text:
"Hubby, I set up a threesome for us tonight! It's a muscle top you already know. It's been so long since I got properly fucked... I want both of your massive cocks destroying me tonight~ Hurry home! Love you!"
I couldn't help but chuckle. I run my own company, so I make a comfortable living and set my own hours. I quickly cleared my schedule and headed back. When I got to my apartment, Lin Xiu threw the door open, already standing there butt-naked.
He enthusiastically threw his arms around my neck, pressing his bare skin against me as he whispered in my ear:
"The other top is already here... Hubby, he's been begging to start without you. It was so hard to hold back, but I just rejected him. I told him my husband gets to fuck me first."
He slyly lifted a knee, grinding it right against my bulging crotch. "I've been such a good boy. How is Hubby going to reward me?"
Before I could even answer, he spun around and strutted off to the bathroom to douche.
What a total slut, I cursed affectionately in my head. The heavy meat in my trousers was already fully awake, throbbing hard enough that I had to reach down and adjust myself through the fabric. I knew the little brat had probably already taken a hit of poppers and was flying high. He was going to be an absolute mess tonight, just waiting for my massive dick to wreck him. Eager to get started, I made a beeline for the master bedroom to strip down.
I pushed the door open. And there, sprawling stark naked across my bed, was the muscle stud.
It was Wang Yuqiang.
Since that first orgy, Wang Yuqiang and I barely counted as acquaintances. We hadn't even followed each other on Instagram. Yet here he was, greeting me with familiar enthusiasm.
"Hey, Brother Jian! Just get off work?"
I nodded, keeping my tone neutral. "Yeah. You're off early."
He chuckled, a low, easy sound. "Mm. We had drills this morning, then they let us off for the rest of the day."
That's when I learned Wang Yuqiang was a firefighter. I couldn't help but look at him with a fraction more respect. Let's be real, gay men, whether they're dominant tops or desperate bottoms, have a universal weakness for guys in uniform, especially that one.
I sat on the edge of the bed and started undressing, making idle small talk.
Suddenly, Wang wrapped his arms around me from behind. "Brother Jian, you look so fucking good in a suit. It's hot."
I ignored the compliment, continuing to loosen my tie and unbutton my shirt. But Wang didn't back off; instead, he started pressing light, wet kisses against my neck and the shell of my ear.
"What's the rush?" I laughed, shrugging him off mildly. "Lin Xiu just started douching. He takes forever in there."
"I'm not in a rush. I just wanted to play with you for a bit first."
As soon as my shirt was off, exposing my bare torso, Wang's large hands clamped around me from behind again. His thick fingers squeezed my pecs, his thumbs finding my nipples and rolling them hard. A soft groan escaped my lips before I could stop it.
"Brother Jian, honestly, one slutty bottom is never enough for me. The only reason I agreed to come over was because Lin said it was a threesome with you."
"Because of me?" That set off warning bells. I immediately flipped over, pinning him beneath me on the mattress. "Listen, I'm a total top. What exactly are you trying to pull?"
He didn't look threatened or annoyed. He just gave me that infuriating, wicked grin. "I know, I know~"
He slowly slid out from under my weight, deliberately rubbing his crotch against my still-clothed dick before dropping his head, aiming straight for my zipper to blow me.
"I'm a total top, too," he murmured, looking up at me through his lashes. "But no matter how alpha a top is, he's still only got one cock. Brother Jian, my favorite thing in the world is watching a slutty hole get stuffed so full of meat that the guy can't even form words."
"Fucking the Yan twins and little Lin with you last time was incredible. I want to fuck with you again."
I scoffed, looking down at him. "Just because of that?"
"The older Yan brother is actually my pup, my sub," Wang explained, his voice dropping an octave. "The younger one was never into BDSM, but after we broke him in together last time, he wants to try it. The catch? He only wants it if we both train them."
He paused, letting his fingers trace the outline of my erection through my pants. "I asked around. People said you don't really do the Master/slave thing. But the younger Yan said he's fine if you just show up to fuck him."
"Brother Jian, double-teaming twins is a rush, sure. But just imagine those two identical muscle-pups, eyes rolled back, completely broken by our cocks. You'd get off on that, wouldn't you?"
"But playing with subs is different. It's not just about fucking them into bitches in bed. It's about total, absolute control. Watching them kneel at your feet like actual dogs, begging to serve you, taking whatever violence or humiliation you want to dish out... You absolutely do not want to miss that."
He was right. I'd never played Master before, but there was no point denying my interest now. The iron-hard erection straining against my zipper had already answered for me.
Wang Yuqiang got his promise. Satisfied, he settled in to help me warm up before the main event.
I'd always heard about his ruthless reputation with bottoms, but while warming me up, Wang was surprisingly gentle. His teasing, unhurried kisses and calculated pacing really got my blood running hot.
I rarely take a passive role in bed, but Wang guided me with such a subservient, worshipful attitude that I couldn't help but surrender physical control to him. His tongue mapped every inch of me, licking my earlobes, my neck, my nipples, the head of my cock, and my balls. The sensory overload drew low, animalistic growls from my throat.
By the time Lin Xiu finally stepped out of the bathroom, my dick was already leaking a heavy string of pre-cum.
Wang scooped the slick fluid up with his fingers, tasted it, and leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Brother Jian, let me show you what it feels like to play with a pup."
With that, Wang sat on the edge of the bed, a lazy smile spreading across his face. He looked down at my boyfriend. "Pup Lin, didn't you say it's been too long? That you've been acting like a bitch in heat? Show your real Daddy and your stray Daddy what a slutty little dog you really are."
My boyfriend knelt down, looking a little coy, and leaned in to take Wang's cock into his mouth.
Smack.
Wang slapped him hard across the face. He sneered. "Stop faking it. You begged me to bring the poppers today so you could turn into a mindless bitch."
He grabbed a small brown bottle from the nightstand, twisted the cap off, and shoved it right under my boyfriend's nose. "Get slutty for me. Now."
Lin Xiu took a massive, greedy drag through his left nostril, then his right. He closed his eyes and slowly exhaled.
When he opened them again, his pupils were blown wide and his gaze had completely glazed over. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he let out a filthy, desperate whine. "Daddies... please let me eat cock."
"That's more like it."
Wang spread his legs wide. Lin Xiu eagerly scrambled forward on his knees, burying his face in Wang's crotch. He sucked and licked with desperate enthusiasm, worshiping every inch of the meat like it was a five-star delicacy, refusing to miss a single drop.
I watched Wang's thick, massive shaft sliding in and out of my boyfriend's mouth, the purple head gleaming with spit, and I subconsciously swallowed hard.
Wang caught my eye perfectly on cue. "Brother Jian, the pup is completely slutted out now. Come enjoy."
He pulled me down to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. My boyfriend immediately crawled over, turning his hungry mouth to my cock.
Watching him devour my dick, it hit me just how thoroughly his inhibitions had been stripped away. The way he aggressively slurped and swallowed... in that moment, I knew with absolute certainty that my boyfriend was nothing more than a dirty dog bred to serve cock.
Every shred of his real-world baggage had been completely scrubbed from his brain. Right now, the only thought echoing in his skull was how to serve the massive cocks of the two muscle studs in front of him. He was begging for these two holy slabs of meat to stuff his slutty hole, fulfilling his ultimate purpose as a degenerate bitch:
To get fucked senseless by huge cocks.
I slapped him again. "Suck it while you open up that slut-hole."
"Ready to start fucking, Brother Jian?" Wang Yuqiang asked, his fingers casually tweaking my nipple.
I nodded. Lin Xiu obediently crawled onto the bed, settling into a half-kneeling position with his ass presented high in the air. He started stretching himself out with his fingers, letting out breathless, filthy whines the entire time.
A moment later, he looked over his shoulder with a lewd expression. "Hubby... I'm all stretched. You can fuck me now."
"Shut the fuck up! Is that how a slutty bitch talks? Calling Brother Jian your husband? You don't deserve that."
Wang barked the reprimand, suddenly planting his bare foot right in my boyfriend's face. For a split second, my heart twisted. I almost reached out to stop him, until I saw Lin Xiu's tongue dart out to eagerly lick the sole of Wang's foot.
I let out a cold laugh, joining in on the degradation. "You cheap mutt. Didn't your stray Daddy just teach you how a pup is supposed to address me?"
Hearing my scolding, Lin Xiu shivered with absolute, ecstatic anticipation.
"Ah! My real Daddy. It's my real Daddy. Please, Daddy, fuck my slutty hole! Please use me however you want!"
"You total slut!"
I gripped Lin Xiu's ass tight, my fingers digging into the flesh, and began to slowly bury my massive dick inside him. With every inch I pushed forward, Lin Xiu's moans pitched higher. By the time I was buried to the hilt, his entire body was trembling. He begged me to hold still for a second, reached for the bottle of poppers, and took two massive hits.
As soon as he exhaled, Wang held the bottle right under my nose. "Brother Jian, take a hit too."
I started to shake my head to refuse, but Wang had already pinched one of my nostrils shut. I didn't fight it. I took two deep hits of the poppers, held my breath, and waited for the chemical rush to bloom through my muscles.
My heart rate exploded. My head spun, light and heavy all at once, while every nerve in my body became terrifyingly hypersensitive. Wang practically tackled me in a heated embrace. The sharp ache of his fingers twisting my nipples, the hot sound of his ragged breathing in my ear, and the intense, suffocating grip of my boyfriend's ass around my cock...
Everything amplified tenfold.
My dick felt like it was about to explode. I began to pound into Lin Xiu's hole relentlessly. The poppers had obviously hit him hard too; his lewd, breathless cries rose and fell in a chaotic symphony.
Right behind my ear, Wang Yuqiang leaned in close and whispered:
"Brother Jian, fucking with Wang Yuqiang feels incredible, doesn't it?"
Wang's poppers were genuinely top-tier: the rush was intense and lasted beautifully.
As I railed Lin Xiu, my entire consciousness narrowed down to the massive cock between my legs and the exquisite friction against his tight walls. Between my boyfriend's utterly shameless screaming and Wang's perfectly timed dirty talk and physical assists, I managed to hold that same brutal, pile-driving rhythm for over thirty minutes. Finally, Lin Xiu couldn't take it anymore. He shoved me back, practically weeping as he begged me to stop, saying his thighs were giving out.
I pulled out and collapsed back onto the bed. Wang didn't miss a beat; he climbed right on top and took over destroying Lin Xiu.
I watched. My boyfriend's hairless, slutty hole was already churned into a frothy mess of white lube and slick fluids, making him look unspeakably dirty. His stomach was gleaming with sweat and pre-cum, pooling around his navel and sloshing with every violent thrust Wang delivered.
Wang was undeniably an elite muscle top. He easily hammered away for another thirty minutes before finally slowing his pace. He dragged Lin Xiu up, forcing him to present his dripping hole toward me while Wang shoved his cock down his throat.
"Brother Jian, let's spit-roast this slut," Wang panted.
"Yeah," I nodded. "I'll take the second ring, you take his throat. The little whore is wide open now; we can stretch him out further."
Wang paused his thrusting just enough to ask, "Brother Jian, does it bother you? Seeing your boyfriend act this slutty?"
"No. This is exactly how he likes it. And I like playing with dirty little sluts, guys who let go and just take it."
"Heh. You're pretty open-minded, Brother Jian. This dog is lucky to have you. You're handsome, you've got a great personality, and your massive dick can actually satisfy a whore like this."
"Haha. He acts like a slut, but he doesn't have the stamina to back it up. After a session like this, he probably won't let me touch him for another week."
"That's fine, Brother Jian. Just come play with me. I guarantee you'll get off."
"Play with you? How the hell are two muscle tops supposed to play together?"
"I'll round up bottoms for you right there on the spot! Haha. With your stats, Brother Jian, the sluts will be lining up."
I laughed and shook my head, assuming Wang was just joking around. Honestly, though, spending time with him, I felt like he was a pretty solid guy. He wasn't nearly as arrogant or wild as the rumors made him out to be.
Wang handed me the bottle of poppers again, gesturing for me to take another hit. As the chemical rushed into my lungs and my blood, the high flooded back in full force.
Wang leaned in close again, his voice dropping an octave. "I'm serious, Brother Jian. Come play with me. Fucking with Wang Yuqiang feels incredible."
I slowly pushed my dick back into Lin Xiu's hole. After an hour of relentless pounding, he was completely wrecked and wide open. I hit the second ring almost immediately.
I guided him to spread his arms, forcing him to arch his back, and then I drove my hips forward with brutal force. Lin Xiu let out an agonized wail as my cock tore past his second ring. On the other end, Wang Yuqiang shoved his meat deep down Lin Xiu's throat, instantly choking off the scream into a series of wet, muffled groans.
"Brother Jian, does it feel good? My dick is packed so deep in this slut's throat! Ah... fuck, it's so tight," Wang groaned.
"Mm... the grip is incredible," I grunted back, my eyes slipping shut.
In the past, my boyfriend was always too scared of the pain to let me hit his second ring. This was the first time I'd ever buried myself this deep in him, letting that sensitive, uncharted muscle swallow the head of my cock whole. As he trembled, the tight, panicked spasms massaged my tip with excruciating pleasure.
My boyfriend started to struggle, thrashing weakly. Wang and I held him down together, forcing him to take both of us for another agonizing ten seconds before we finally, slowly, pulled out.
The moment Wang's dick left his mouth, Lin Xiu convulsed with a violent coughing fit, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.
A brief flash of protective instinct hit me, until I saw his face. He was wearing that vacant, blissful smile that only a broken pup wears. Before he even caught his breath, he was already crawling forward to eagerly lick Wang Yuqiang's massive cock again.
For some reason, it pissed me off. I forcefully grabbed Lin Xiu by the hair, dragging his face away. I slapped him twice, cursing him out for being a cheap whore, and shoved his face against my crotch to make him suck me instead.
Wang Yuqiang just smirked at me. "Don't be mad, Brother Jian. It has nothing to do with how slutty he is."
"Then what the fuck does it have to do with?" I snapped.
Wang just smiled and didn't answer.
I grabbed Lin Xiu's hips and started pounding him again, ferocious and merciless. Every single thrust bottomed out, slamming ruthlessly past his second ring. The anger burning in my chest made me fuck him harder and meaner than I ever had before. But watching the twisted look of agony and absolute ecstasy on his face... a seed of hesitation took root in my mind.
Lin Xiu had thrown away all his dignity today, completely surrendering to his basest, sluttiest instincts. And yet, the sheer sexual euphoria he was experiencing seemed to eclipse every single time we'd ever made love before.
Does getting destroyed by a huge cock really feel that good?
What the hell is so intoxicating about being someone's dog?
Lost in that dangerous curiosity, I fucked him harder. Finally, after another twenty minutes of an all-out assault, I hit the edge. I started to slow my pace just a fraction.
Wang seemed to read my mind instantly. He uncapped the poppers and held the bottle to my nose for another massive hit.
With a final barrage of savage thrusts, I came, the climax hitting me harder than ever before.
In that split second as I climaxed, the overwhelming surge of pleasure made me want to pull someone close, to tightly embrace them and share this god-tier high.
But looking down at Lin Xiu, this cheap little slut beneath me, still desperately deep-throating Wang Yuqiang's massive cock, his lower half violently convulsing around my thrusts, I suddenly lost any desire to hold him.
Right then, Wang leaned in and wrapped his arms firmly around me.
My body reacted on pure instinct. I crushed him against my chest, locking him in a tight embrace. I breathed in his heavy, masculine scent, my hands tracing the hard, defined ridges of his muscles.
Being held by Wang sent my head spinning into an almost euphoric daze. He captured my mouth in a heated, aggressive kiss that practically stole my breath.
Wave after wave of my cum pumped deep into Lin Xiu's hole, while my mouth was completely dominated by Wang's tongue.
When the explosive high finally ebbed away, my muscles turned to jelly. I collapsed, practically melting into Wang's solid chest. Only then did he slowly break the kiss, leaning in to murmur against my ear once more:
"Fucking with Wang Yuqiang feels incredible."
That night, I came two more times. Wang came twice as well. We completely wrecked Lin Xiu to the point where he couldn't even lift a finger; by the end of it, I couldn't even tell if my boyfriend was awake or unconscious.
Wang and I hauled his dead weight to the shower to wash him off, and the second we dumped him back on the mattress, he passed out cold. The three of us collapsed together in a tangle of limbs and slept.
In the middle of the night, I woke slightly to find Wang pressed flush against my back, his heavy arm draped securely around my waist.
I hesitated for a moment. But in the end, I drifted back to sleep, completely enveloped in his embrace.
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