Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations.
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His eyes were wide with terror and now a new feeling was coming over him... a feeling of excitement. The man was now pulling the full length out of him. Moments ago, he had been stuffed and stretched and filled with so much cock he thought his insides would burst. But they didn't, and as the man held his massive cock in place, Jamie could feel his ass stretch to accommodate the intruder. Pain slowly turned to an odd pleasure.
He yelped uncontrollably when the man made the first painful thrust. The bastard didn't hold back either. He slammed his crotch right into Jamie's rear, his rock hard dick forcing its way inside. Now after what seemed like hours, but was really only a few minutes, he was pulling out slowly. Inch by glorious inch, Jamie could feel the cock being guided out of his ass.
"Oh," was all that Jamie could manage to say.
"That's right," said the man. "Just let your muscles relax. It's almost out."
But he didn't pull all the way out. Jamie could feel the man's cock head resting at the rim of his ass. He looked up into the man's face for some sense of what he was planning to do next. But his expression was of maddened lust. A smile spread across his face and his eyes were half closed in pure sexual bliss as he held his cock in place.
"Well?" Jamie asked.
"I'm just enjoying your tightness," said the man as he reached over the front seats and into the glove compartment.
He pulled out a bottle of JoyLube and flicked the lid open. Jamie lay on his back, his legs spread as wide as a five-dollar whore despite the cramped backseat of the compact car. He watched the man squeeze gobs of the slick and gooey lube all over his crotch. Jamie wondered how much longer this would take. He also wondered how the hell he had let himself into this mess in the first place.
Rebecca, or Becca, was the hottest piece of ass Jamie ever laid eyes on. She was blond, tall and slim, had a tight ass, and the sexiest rack of 36DD fake tits. She was 22 years old and he had met her on one of those Internet dating sites. 36-22-34... those were the magic numbers that led him to pursue a date with her. He was amazed when she agreed to meet him.
He discovered that she was a very forward thinking kind of girl. When she found out that Jamie was a website designer, she saw an opportunity. She wanted to host her own website. One of those sites where a customer enters a credit card number and a girl strips and chats with them on a webcam. But she didn't know how to set it up nor the money to pay someone to do it for her. Jamie knew how. She asked him to help, but when he seemed a little jittery about actually doing it, well, that's when Becca had to do her thing.
She started fucking him like a mink. Hot, long, sweaty fucks. And blowjobs all the time. In the car. In the elevator. At the grocery store. Under the table in a restaurant. She was going to get this undersexed nerd totally addicted to sex. Addicted to her. And when he was... then she would have him. He would do anything and everything for her.
A few weeks later she had her website and was making money hand over fist. It just poured in and all she had to do was shake her tits or ride a long black dildo on a webcam for some stranger she couldn't even see. Easy money.
The sex with Jamie slowed down. She'd give him a blowjob here or there when she needed an update or maintenance on the website, but the long sweaty fucks were a thing of the past. Jamie hung around anyway. He was completely entranced by her beauty and the prospect of sex. He'd do absolutely anything for her.
That's why he found himself in the backseat of a small Japanese compact car in a used car lot... with a man. Becca needed a new car and asked Jamie to go car shopping with her. But, when she tried to offer the salesman a blowjob in exchange for a great deal on a car, his attention turned to Jamie. He eyed Jamie like a hungry wolf and offered to take $1000 off the sticker price if Jamie would polish his knob.
"No fucking way," was Jamie's initial response.
But the promise of wet shower sex with Becca and her Brazilian friend Claudia changed Jamie's mind. He reluctantly, nervously, agreed. He had never touched another man's dick in his life. This would be his first time - and last as far as he was concerned.
They walked to the far end of the lot with the salesman. His name was Rod Goodlong. He was in his forties, handsome, nice and tan, in amazing shape for a man his age. And he was well endowed.
When they reached the car, Mr. Goodlong pointed out that it was gently used. Becca fell in love with it immediately as Mr. Goodlong opened the door and motioned for Jamie to get in. "Well, hop on in, hot stuff," he said, giving him a wink. He could already feel his cock thickening as he looked over his young, soon-to-be boy toy.
"Don't call me that," said Jamie as he was having second thoughts. He began to back away but Becca was there, blocking his path.
"Oh please, Jamie, do this for me," she pouted. "Mr. Goodlong, can I just have a sec with Jamie alone?"
"Sure, babe," he said as he held his hands up in a calming gesture and took a couple of steps back.
"Look, Jamie, this'll go quick," she assured Jamie. "The guy probably has a small dick and will cum in less than a minute. Just grip him at the base of his dick and suck the head hard while you pump. Maybe lick around the head a bit. He'll cum quickest that way."
"Okay," he said, trying to calm himself down. "Lick around the head, pump at the base, suck hard. Got it."
"Great! Go to it, Jamie. You can do this." She pumped her fist in an aggressive manner to try and get him psyched for the blowjob.
"I can do this!" he said as he stepped past Mr. Goodlong and climbed into the backseat of the tiny car.
"Okay, sugar bomb," Mr. Goodlong said to Becca as he glanced around the lot before climbing in after Jamie. "Just knock on the window if you see anyone coming our way."
"Will do, Mr. Goodlong," she said as she tried to call in to Jamie before Mr. Goodlong closed the door. "Go get 'em, Jamie! You can do it!" She jumped up and down while clapping her hands, making her big tits jiggle.
Inside the car, Jamie could smell Mr. Goodlong's cheap cologne. He sat there stunned, not having a clue what to do next as Mr. Goodlong began unfastening his belt and pants. He quickly pulled them off, exposing a pair of heart-covered, silk boxers with a massive bulge at the crotch.
Jamie gulped hard. That can't be his dick. Becca said it was small. It was supposed to be small. But Mr. Goodlong began pulling down his silky boxers and the massive, semi-hard slab of meat that made up his cock flopped out with a loud thud as it slapped against the car seat.
"Sweet Jezzuz!" exclaimed Jamie as his eyes bulged in terror.
