Chapter 4: Double Devotion
The words hung in the thick air, sharp as shattered glass. Suck Josh’s cock. Together. Parker’s mind reeled, a dizzying vortex of terror and impossible, shameful heat. Josh’s choked gasp beside him was a strangled sound, his body rigid, the cock Parker had been reluctantly stroking twitching violently in his slackening grip. The scent of sweat, fear, and Josh’s involuntary arousal was overwhelming, mingling nauseatingly with the lingering perfume on May’s skin.
May didn’t wait. Her hand, tangled in Parker’s dark hair moments before, yanked his head sideways. Her lips crashed against his, not a kiss but an invasion. Her tongue thrust past his teeth, hot and demanding, tasting of fury and a faint, metallic tang. Parker froze, eyes wide, pinned by the sheer force of her anger and the dizzying proximity. He tasted her rage, felt it sear his mouth.
"Mmhph!" Parker tried to pull back, but her grip was iron. Her other hand snaked down, fingers clamping around his wrist where it still loosely encircled Josh’s shaft. She forced Parker’s hand back into a firm grip, squeezing his fingers around the hardening flesh. Josh whimpered, a high-pitched sound of pure distress.
May broke the brutal kiss, pulling back just enough to lock her furious green eyes with Parker’s terrified brown ones. Her breath was hot on his face. "Suck him," she hissed, the command vibrating with dark promise. "With me." Her gaze flickered to Josh’s face, pale and slick with sweat. "Or I’ll make you swallow every drop he spills on my floor."
She didn’t give Parker time to process the impossible demand. Her fingers tightened painfully in his hair again, pulling him downwards with irresistible force. At the same time, she leaned forward herself, her blonde hair falling like a curtain, obscuring Parker’s view. He felt her shift, heard the soft rustle of her tank top, smelled the concentrated vanilla-musk of her skin mixed with the sharp tang of Josh’s fear.
His face was shoved downwards, inexorably, towards Josh’s groin. He saw the flushed head of Josh’s cock, glistening slightly from his own earlier clumsy ministrations, inches from his lips. He saw May’s blonde head descending beside his own. The proximity was horrifying, intimate beyond comprehension.
"No! Fuck, May, stop!" Josh’s voice cracked, raw and desperate. He tried to scramble backwards on his knees, but May’s free hand shot out, clamping onto his hipbone, nails digging in. She held him anchored, immobile, as effectively as she held Parker’s head descending.
Parker squeezed his eyes shut. He couldn't look. He couldn't breathe. The scent of Josh’s skin, the musk of his arousal, flooded his senses. He felt the heat radiating from Josh’s flesh. Then, wet warmth touched the crown of Josh’s cock. Not his own lips. May’s. A soft, deliberate lick. Josh jerked violently, a choked sob escaping him.
"Open," May commanded Parker, her voice muffled against Josh’s skin. Her fingers tightened viciously in his hair, pulling his head the final inch. The slick, hot tip of Josh’s cock bumped against Parker’s tightly closed lips. The taste of salt and skin invaded his senses. He gagged.
"Open your fucking mouth!" May snarled, lifting her head momentarily. Her lips were wet, her eyes blazing. She shoved Parker’s head forward again. The pressure was unbearable. Parker’s jaw unlocked with a gasp of pain and terror. The moment his lips parted, May pushed his head down hard.
The thick head of Josh’s cock slid past Parker’s lips. The taste exploded – salt, musk, the faint bitterness of pre-come, the intimate scent of his friend’s body. It filled his mouth, thick and alien. Parker froze, paralyzed by revulsion and the sheer impossibility of it. He felt Josh’s entire body trembling violently beneath him.
Then May’s mouth was there again, beside his own. Her lips closed over the shaft just above where Parker’s mouth was forced around the head. He felt the wet heat of her tongue tracing the vein alongside his own lips. Her cheek brushed against his. The intimacy was grotesque. Shared violation.
"Suck," May murmured against the skin, the vibration traveling through Josh’s cock into Parker’s mouth. Her hand guided Parker’s head, forcing him to take Josh deeper. Parker choked, tears stinging his eyes. He tried to pull back, but May’s grip was unyielding. He felt the ridge of the head press against the back of his throat. Involuntarily, his tongue moved, a reflexive push against the invading flesh.
Josh cried out, a ragged, broken sound. "Oh god… stop… please…" His hips jerked, not away, but shallowly upwards, seeking the wet heat enveloping him. Parker felt the involuntary thrust, felt Josh’s cock pulse against his tongue. The betrayal was visceral. Josh didn’t want this… but his body was responding.
May chuckled, a low, dark sound vibrating against Parker’s cheek. "See?" she breathed, her lips moving against Josh’s shaft. "He likes it." She sucked harder, her head bobbing slightly, pulling Parker’s head along with hers in a sickening tandem. Parker’s jaw ached. Saliva pooled in his mouth, mixing with the taste of Josh. He tried to breathe through his nose, inhaling the thick scent of sweat, perfume, and male arousal.
May pulled back slightly, her lips leaving a wet trail. She nudged Parker’s head with hers. "Your turn," she whispered, her voice thick with malice. "Show me how much you want it." Her fingers tightened, forcing Parker’s head down further. He gagged again as Josh’s cock nudged deeper into his throat. Tears streamed down his cheeks. He tried to suck, a clumsy, desperate motion fueled by terror and the need to breathe. His tongue flattened against the underside of Josh’s shaft.
Josh groaned, a deep, shuddering sound torn from his chest. His hand, which had been clenched into a fist on his thigh, flew up and tangled in Parker’s hair, mirroring May’s grip. Not pushing away. Holding him there. Parker whimpered around the cock filling his mouth, the sound muffled and wet. Josh’s fingers tightened, pulling Parker’s head down harder, forcing him to take even more.
May laughed outright, a sharp, triumphant sound. She watched them, her eyes gleaming with predatory satisfaction. She leaned in again, her tongue flicking against the base of Josh’s cock where it met Parker’s lips, tasting Parker’s saliva mixed with Josh’s skin. "Good boy," she murmured, her gaze locked on Parker’s tear-streaked face. "Both of you."
Her hand slid from Parker’s hair down to his shoulder, then lower, tracing the tense muscles of his back. Her fingers dipped lower still, brushing the curve of his ass. Parker flinched violently, the touch unexpected, invasive. May’s fingers pressed harder, exploring the cleft, a silent promise of further degradation. Parker’s own cock, trapped against his thigh, throbbed painfully, a traitorous response to the overwhelming cocktail of fear, shame, and forced sensation.
Josh’s breathing hitched, becoming frantic, shallow gasps. His hips began to move in earnest now, small, desperate thrusts into the wet heat of Parker’s mouth. His grip on Parker’s hair was punishing, holding him immobile as he fucked his face. Parker choked, saliva dripping down his chin, his eyes rolling back in helpless panic. He could feel the tension coiling in Josh’s thighs, the telltale pulse deep within the cock stretching his lips.
"Almost there, Josh?" May purred, her hand still exploring Parker’s ass, her other hand now stroking Josh’s trembling flank. "Going to come in Parker’s mouth?" She leaned close to Josh’s ear, her voice a venomous whisper Parker could still hear. "Going to make your best friend swallow it?"
Josh’s groan was pure agony mixed with building, unstoppable release. His thrusts became jerky, uncontrolled. Parker felt the hot, salty flood hit the back of his throat a second before Josh’s strangled cry tore through the room. "FUCK!" Josh’s body arched, his cock pulsing violently, pumping thick spurts of come deep into Parker’s mouth. Parker gagged, convulsively swallowing some, choking on the rest as it flooded his senses, thick and bitter and utterly violating.
Josh collapsed forward, his grip on Parker’s hair loosening as he slumped, gasping, trembling. Parker pulled back, coughing violently, strings of saliva and come connecting his lips to Josh’s softening cock. He spat, retching, the taste overwhelming, the humiliation complete. He wiped his mouth frantically with the back of his hand, tears streaming freely now.
May watched Parker’s distress, her expression unreadable. Slowly, deliberately, she leaned down and licked a stray drop of Josh’s release from Parker’s trembling lower lip. Her green eyes held his, filled with a terrifying blend of fury and something darker, hungrier. She straightened, surveying the wreckage before her: Josh slumped and shuddering, Parker retching and weeping, the scent of sex and shame thick in the air.
A slow, chilling smile touched her lips. She reached down, not towards the discarded lingerie, but towards Parker’s tear-streaked face. Her thumb brushed roughly across his wet cheekbone. "One down," she murmured, her voice a low, dangerous purr that froze Parker’s blood. Her gaze slid meaningfully down Parker’s trembling body, lingering on his own painfully hard cock. "Your turn."