Chapter 10: The Visit
Jim's constant sexual humiliation at Paul's hands had turned him into an insatiable, willing participant. He lay in bed, his mind racing with depraved fantasies. He imagined Jenny spread eagle on their bed, her legs wide open, her pussy glistening with desire. Like all of his fantasies now, He pictured Paul towering over her, his massive cock in his hand, the tip dripping with precum. He could see the look of fear and excitement on Jenny's face as Paul positioned himself between her legs. He could hear her moan as Paul's cock head stretched her open, could see her eyes widen as Paul began to push into her.
His hand travelled to his own cock, the mental image of Paul and Jenny making him painfully hard. He began to stroke himself, his hand moving in time with Paul's thrusts. Just as he was building his rhythm his phone started vibrating loudly.
It was Jenny, he could see her smiling picture on the screen. He quickly answered, "Hey Jenny, what's up?"
"Hi Jim, you busy?" Jenny asked, her voice soft.
Jim looked down at his cock, still slick with his pre-cum. "Not really, just watching TV," he lied.
"Oh, do you mind if I pop over?"
Jim hesitated for a moment, his cock throbbing with desire. "Sure, babe." He replied, his voice cracking slightly.
"Great! I'll be there in a bit." Jenny said, her voice cheerful. She hung up and Jim let out a sigh, his cock still rock hard. He pulled himself out of bed to go and tell Paul that she'd be over soon.
Jim gently knocked on Paul's bedroom door, waiting for a response. When there was none, he gently opened the door. Pauls room was dimly lit, clothes were scattered all over the floor, a faint smell of sweat mixed with cum filled the air.
Jim walked in and stood by the door, "Jenny's on her way over," he said quietly.
Paul, laid on the bed, turned to look at him. His eyes narrowed. "Oh, yeah?" he said, his voice a low growl. He sat up, and Jim saw that he was already hard, his massive cock standing straight up. "That's good, I've got something for her," he said, slowly stroking the length
of his shaft. "You're going to help me, Jim."
Jim's cock throbbed at the thought, his mind racing with images of Paul fucking Jenny. "I don't know, Paul. I'm not sure she'd be into that."
Paul chuckled, a dark, wicked sound. "Trust me, Jim. She's going to love it. And if she doesn't, well, we'll just have to make her love it, won't we?"
Jim's cock ached at the thought, his body betraying him. He knew he should say no, should protect Jenny.
But the sight of Paul's massive cock, the thought of watching him fuck his girlfriend, was too much. He felt himself nodding, his body already betraying him.
"What do you want me to do?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Paul smirked, his hand still stroking his massive cock.
"First, you're going to go set up the camera in the living room. Make sure it's hidden, but aimed at the sofa. We want to capture every fucking moment of this."
Jim's heart raced as he nodded, his cock twitching with anticipation. He left the room, his body shaking with a mix of fear and desire. He set up the camera in the living room, making sure it was well hidden but had a clear view of the sofa.
Paul walked in, now wearing some shorts and a clean T-shirt