Date: Sun, 18 Jun 2006 16:59:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Robert Foust <robertfst@yahoo.com>
Subject: Will and me part 9

Howdy guys. Segments of this part were contributed by a friend, who still
wishes to remain anonymous.  I greatly appreciate his assistance creating
the overall arc to this part of the story. I'm thinking that 'Will and
me' probably has three more parts after this one. And the time frame is
from now til kingdom come, as some might say. As always, I love hearing
from all y'all. Please enjoy-- Robbie



I stared at the blinking cursor on my computer monitor, my mind far away,
when Laney burst into my office.

"Have you heard that the Givens account was just canceled?" she asked,
her usual ball of energy.  I blinked at her blankly.

"Sugar, you've been so spaced out lately that I don't even want to know
what's going on in your bedroom. But my God, you really need to pull your
shit together. I'm not going to keep covering for you. I'm simply not."
Laney had been, as I would expect, both unendingly compassionate and
horribly judgmental.  She is made of that weird combination that Southern
women have.  That confusing mix of grit and grace that allows them to
feel your pain, but expect you to be able to immediately overcome it.

That's also why the southern man is so damn sexy- their women expect them
to be that kind of man.  And the best of them, the hottest of them, are
just that.

It had been four days since my reality had crashed down around me.  Will
now had both Nick and I under his total command.  We'd been through four
exhausting days of sex.  It was wearing on me.  And Nick.  Poor, poor
Nick. He was on the verge of a breakdown, as he repeatedly presented
himself for the humiliation and regret of a (former) top that gets off on
sucking and getting fucked by another top.  Will, needless to say, was
loving it.  All.

I was in a weird netherworld.  I had been sort of lost in the shuffle as
Will and Nick figured out their new relationship.  I felt as if they were
the two central characters in this drama.  And they were the ones sorting
everything- including me- out in the resolution of the plot...

"Hello? Anybody home in there?" Laney asked, snapping her fingers in
front of my face.

"Shit, I was totally gone, again, sweetie," I lamely replied to her
bewildered look.  "All that I am going to tell you is that everything has
changed. And I hate it. Hate it. Hate it."

"Ok, baby, but your shit is low grinding. So you either need to take some
time off to sort it all out- or suck it up, so to speak, and move the
hell on."  Laney laughed a little under her breath as she said this, and
I knew, just knew, that she had no earthly idea about what I was going
through.  And she never would.  I felt like a door was closing between
us.

"In all the years that we've known each other, I've never known you to be
like this."  Laney was looking directly at me, "I don't like it one bit,
either."

Laney was so intense and sincere in her devotion to me that I wanted to
weep.  And tell her all the ins-and-outs of what was going on, but I just
couldn't.  I just could not bring myself to tell her what a fucked-up
situation I was in.  I couldn't.

So, I looked at her and said, "Laney, I'm going to be just fine. We'll
grab dinner in a few and I'll tell you everything.  It's going to be
ok."  I lied.

And she didn't buy a damn word of it.

I stared at a blinking cursor and was snapped back to reality by my
ringing cell.

"Hello"

"Hey, Bitch, I'm hard. And needin' to bust a nut. Meet me at your house,
like, now."

The asshole hung-up before I could even come-up with a lame excuse for
staying at work until quitting time.  'I've used all my sick leave and
vacation time- there's no way that I can leave work,' ran through my
head.  Will had come to dominate my every waking minute.  And I hated
it.  And I craved him.

I practically flew from the building, begging all my work off on Laney,
who shot daggers at me as I fled from her office.

As I opened the front door to my house, I heard the sounds of sex.  And
smelled the hot, man-on-man fucking.

I immediately recognized Nick's grunting.  'So he beat me home,' I
thought, totally devastated.

This is what my relationship with Nick had become- who could get to Will
first.  It was heart-breaking.  And dick-hardening.

I was greeted by a hot-damn sex scene going down in my bed.  Will had
Nick's head pushed deep into the mattress as he forced himself into
Nick's ass.  I leaned against the door frame and watched.

Will was in total FUCK mode.  He plowed Nick from behind with focused
intensity.  Nick's muffled moans hit me in my core.  They spoke to me
more than his words ever could.  His moans yelled -- CRAVE, CRAVE. WANT,
NEED, GIVE IT TO ME. WET, WET, CRAVE, FUCK ME. fuck me, FUCK ME. please
god, fuck me with your BIG DICK.

Will looked at me.  And that was all he had to do. I knew what he wanted.

I moved in to lick his ass as he turned-out my former boy-friend.  Will
pulled his cock out of Nick's ass with a plop.  He shifted and pointed
his dick towards me.  And I devoured his fat cock.  He pushed himself
deep into my throat, filling me. Filling me.  Filling my throat with his
fat cock, deep.  And I could taste Nick on him.  And I loved it.  Will
pulled his cock out and lined my lips with his oozing, bell-shaped
dickhead.  My mouth gaped, waiting- needing to be re-filled.

"So you need some dick luvin'? You want it, YOU WANT IT? show me."  Will
said as he slapped my checks with his red-hot, spit-and-shit covered
cock.  As he dick-slapped me.  Validation washed over me.  I got
rockhard.

Will lifted his cock and I lunged for it with my mouth, needing-
wanting.  Nick and I crashed into each other, both hunting for Will's
dick.

I looked up to see Will's self-satisfied face.  Both his bottom bitches
were horny, craving his cock.

"So who wants it? Who gets to suck down my cum?"  Will swung his dick
from one mouth to the other as he taunted us.  We both leaped, trying to
get first dibs, but he kept his cock just out of our reach.

Will towered over us, his long, thick frame making him seem all the more
powerful as we cowered before him.

"I asked you wants it?"

"It seems to me that somebody'd show some initiative. If you really
wanted it." Will's words were commanding, but his tone was
light-hearted.  And that made me hate him even more.

Nick took advantage of my usual over thinking of the situation and shoved
me clean off the bed.  After I gathered myself, I glanced up to see Nick
deep-throating Will with abandon.  Will looked down at me and winked.
Winked!

He was a complete and utter asshole.

Will grabbed Nick by the head and started face-fucking, hard.  Nick took
it for a few strokes, then started to get choked-up.  Will withdrew his
cock from Nick's mouth.  Long spindles of spittle bridged the divide from
Nick's mouth to Will's fat cock.  His dick looked magnificent.  It
gleamed with Nick's spit on it.  Gleamed.

"Bitch, you want some of this?"  Will's voice thundered in my head.

Will almost laughed as he offered me a swing on his cock.  Nick tried to
protest, but Will simply slapped him away.  I knelt in front of Will and
wrapped my hand around the ample base of his cock, licking him like a
lollipop.

I knew that I'd devote my mouth to Will.  Giving him all the pleasure
that I could muster.  I sucked his dick wildly.  I was oblivious to
anything other than Will.  And his cock.

Nick whimpered, sadly, in protest, and lunged forward at Will's cock.
Knocking me, yet again, from worshiping Will's cock.

Will looked down at Nick with a smug, self-satisfied expression.  Before
Nick could even make his move to engulf Will's engorged cock, Will
grabbed him around the jaw, mashed his cheeks and yanked his head
upward.  Upward towards those piecing blue eyes.

As I watched this ultra-hot scene, I noticed that Nick looked different
than I remembered him.  Different, yes, somehow different- I couldn't
quite figure it out- like a beaten man, perhaps.  But, then, he also
looked fulfilled.  He looked satisfied in a way that was indefinable,
even to himself.

Will had been joking when he offered his cock to us both, but now that
he'd seen us ready to fight over his big cock, he was dead serious.
Will, devious as ever, held his cock just out of Nick's reach.

"You had your turn, bitch.  Didn't you?"  Will released Nick's face, only
to give him a broad-hand smack, lightly enough, but on both cheeks, with
total disdain.  Nick just took it, mouth gaping.

'So he's totally whipped.' I thought to myself.  And I felt sad for him,
but I was also totally jealous.  He and Nick had something apart from
me.  And I didn't like that one little bit.

Nick whimpered to himself, unable to look Will in the face.  I
immediately knew that Will would get off on Nick's emotional pain.  He
always had.

"Look at me, bitch."  And Nick complied with Will, which somehow made me
even sadder for Nick.

Nick looked up; Will dick slapped him.  Hard, with the kind of heavy
smack only Will's cock can make.  And incredibly, as he did it, Nick's
own hard-on seemed to jerk up another notch.  Will's eyebrow raised in
amusement.  He knew that he had Nick hook-line-and-sinker.  The asshole
chuckled as he looked at me.  'God I hate him,' I thought to myself,
'Goddamn, but I love him.'

"This was your fucking boyfriend?" Will asked.  "Jesus Grant, you must
have been hard up to let this pussy fuck you."

Will let the insult hang in the air before adding,  "You know that you're
a pussy, right?" he asked, turning his overwhelming gaze back to Nick.

"Right?  A pussy? A bitch-ass-pussy." He entwined his fingers around the
back of Nick's head, mashing Nick's face into his crotch.  Nick moaned
pathetically, wantonly.

"Remember how you were gonna 'rescue' your boyfriend from me? You
remember that, bitch?  Seems like a long time ago, doesn't it?" Will
asked with a new coldness to his voice.

I had never see this done to someone else.  'So this was how I looked?' I
thought to myself.  My heart sank.  But my dick was rock-hard.

'Goddamn, the human psyche is a fucked-up thing,' I though to myself.

The only thing that I could think was, 'Will is a complete and utter
asshole.'

Even the way he said Nick's name, even that was dripping with his
self-centeredness, superiority, and contempt, but he had both Nick and I
within his control. 'So what's that say about us- about me?' ran through
my mind more than once.

I knew that Will was loving every minute of this.

I also knew, as I surveyed the scene, that Nick was burning with
humiliated rage.  But even through his bright red humiliation, Nick's
cock not only stayed hard, but began to drip pre-cum in a flood.

"Some top, huh?" Will said to me, smirking, and he winked again.  Will
dick slapped Nick's face again, and then put his index finger into Nick's
mouth, which Nick sucked on without even being asked.  Nick seemed to
remember himself.   I saw his eyes brighten and he tired to speak, but he
was muttering, barely able to talk through the haze of lust and
humiliation.

Nick pulled himself away from Will's hand.  Will brought his spit covered
index finger to his mouth and sucked it, with an added "uhmmmm," for
emphasis.

Nick seemed to gather himself as he tired to speak, again, "I don't
wanna... I thought we'd... it's just that - "

Will cut him off and interjected, "You gonna get to the point any time
soon, faggot?"

Nick's mouth fell open.  And Will plunged his index finger back into the
gaping hole.  I watched as Nick's mouth closed around Will's large
finger.  And he sucked it.  He actually sucked it.

Will let Nick suck his finger for several seconds, then he took his
finger out of Nick's mouth, grabbed Nick by the back of the head, and
jerked his face up to meet his gaze.

"What did I tell you? You and I are going to be great friends.  You, me,
and Grant.  All great friends."  Will seemed different, somehow colder,
when he was talking to Nick.

Nick looked up, obediently silent, ready for whatever Will had next.

"And now he's ready," Will said looking over to me.

"Do you know the difference, Nick, between you and pussyboy over there?
Will motioned with his head in my direction.  I was still on the edge of
the bed, watching.

Nick looked up, passively, and half shook his head, 'No.'  Will held his
gaze, those blue eyes burning into him, and I watched Nick crumple under
Will's presence.  Nick tried to look away again, but Will jerked him up
by the hair, making Nick yelp.

He just stared at Nick now, while Nick panted like a bitch in heat.  'A
bitch in heat, I guess that's all Nick is now,' I thought to myself as I
watched Will manhandle Nick.

And me?  I was watching my former boyfriend get conquered.  Totally
conquered.

Will had mastered him as completely as he'd mastered me.  I was watching
Nick get crushed by Will, and it made my stomach turn.  But I loved every
second of it.

Will just looked down at him.  "I asked you a question, bitch.  Do you
know the difference, Nick, between you and pussy boy over there?"

Nick answered in a voice that was small, almost timid.

"No."  Will smirked at him.

"That's cuz there isn't one.  Not anymore.  Except that Grant is better
at deep throating my dick than you ever thought about being.  But maybe
that'll change with practice."  Will said, as he increased his vice grip
on Nick's head.

Nick winced - actually winced - at being told that his deep throating
skills weren't as good as mine.

"But that's okay, Nick.  I mean, you were a 'top' until a few days ago,
right?"  Will held his dick with one hand and Nick's head with the other.

Will lifted his heavy balls in front of Nick's face, balls that were much
bigger than Nick's, I couldn't help but notice.

Nick, without prompting, lapped at Will's balls like he was starving.
Will smiled, and held them just within Nick's tongue's reach, controlling
how much access Nick got.

I was shocked: I'd never actually seen anyone act like such a bottom
before.  A weird deja-vu hit me, again.

Nick was either utterly oblivious to me- or he didn't care that I was
watching him.

I couldn't figure which was worse.

Will moved back from Nick's tongue bath, leaving Nick grasping for
contact, his mouth hungering for more.  More Will.

Will took a minute to size Nick up, this new Nick.  He made it obvious,
so that Nick would understand his actions.

"Damn, Nick.  You must've been some 'top.' All these pretty muscles, and
that cock- probably enough of a man for a lot of guys.  But now you know,
don't you?"  Will paused and waited for Nick to look up at him.

"Now you know that you're not half the man that you thought you were.
I'll bet that every time Grant got fucked by you, he must have been left
wanting more.  I'll bet that every time y'all fucked, he was laying there
thinking of me.  Thinking of them good ol' days, when he was getting
fucked by a real man."  Will let Nick absorb his comment.

"But, now, here we are, one big, happy family.  One real man, and two
bottom bitches.  Right?"  Nick was silent, beyond humiliated.

"I asked you a fucking question. Right?"  Nick, defeated, nodded.  Will
towered over him, smiling.  He had another conquest under his belt.

"Glad you're in agreement, Nick."  I looked at Will and was in awe of
him.  He looked hotter now than I'd ever seen him.  Ever.

"Look how far you've fallen, Nick. Now your former-boyfriend gets off
watching you suck my dick.  What do you think he likes best about
watching us?"

"How he likes to watch you choke on my big dick."  Will lowered his
cock.  And Nick's mouth worshiped it.  Will  drew back and dick slapped
Nick's cheeks a few times for emphasis.  His cock looked huge beating
Nick's face.  Nick's beet-red, humiliated face.

"How he likes to watch you lick my balls .  How you tried to 'rescue' him
from me, and then I fucked you silly."  Will kept dick slapping Nick.
Every so often, Nick would lunge for Will's cock.  Will kept it just out
of reach.

"It took me, what, all of three minutes to kick your ass and fuck you
while he watched?"  Nick began to hang his head again, but Will pulled
him up again.

"Look at me.  See?  Now I've got you so well trained, except for looking
at me while I talk to you."

"Grant -" the sound of my name coming from Will's booming baritone
snapped me out of my trance.

"- you jacking off?"

I looked down.  And I was.  "I'm uh, uhm, Sorry... I just -"

"Shut up, and get over here."  Will ordered me.  And I did.  I crawled
over to him, then looked up, awaiting further instructions.

"So.  Nick, Grant here is gonna get to suck down my cum. But because you
need me so bad, you're gonna get to lick my balls.  Because you do need
it, don't you Nick?"  Will looked over at Nick.  But I didn't.  I was
focused on the giant dick, glistening before me.  My mouth watered.  Nick
fell away from my consciousness.

I vaguely heard Will again, "Say it."

And I vaguely heard Nick reply, "Yes, I need you."  But by that time I
was focusing all my self, all my being, on sucking Will's dick.

And nothing else existed.