The Final Corruption

NOTE: all characters in this story are fictional and above the age of 18. This story involves consensual sex between adults with cheating, verbal degradation and bi-sexual sex. Please let me know what you think. This is the end of this one specific story but I have more ideas about these characters I would love to get into.

As Maddison pulled herself from Drew's lap and recovered, Brian squeezed Andrew's bare shoulder.

"What do you say we have a go next?" Brian offered as the two men stood side by side, hard cocks still in hand. The sight of the two best friends was erotic and interesting. Andrew was tall, blond and striking. His hard muscular body, lightly dusted with hair, refined from a healthy gym habit. Brian was not as tall and had a beefer build hard won from years of manual labour. His round arse and fat swinging cock always got him plenty of the right attention. The childhood friends had seen each other naked but never like this. There was a tender awkwardness as both of them compared and contrasted.

"I don't know, man. I don't think it is right to do this with my wedding day tomorrow." Brian was annoyed that even in this heightened state, after just watching a beautiful woman get fucked to a crashing orgasm, that Andrew could still be so moral and clear-headed.

"This is our last chance, don't you want to do this together?" Brian goaded his greedy hand moving down Andrew's back in insincere reassurance. "Think of how good it feels. You are a good guy, you deserve one night of fun."

Luckily for Brian, Maddison was determined to get time with the original object of her attention. She moved sensuously off the bed to kneel in front of Andrew, waiting for permission. Between the sudden rush of lust from the sight of this and the unfamiliar excitement that Brian's wandering hand granted him, Andrew relented. Nodding to Maddison he issued his first command.

"Open up, slut."

Maddison happily spits on the big cock, giving it a few slow rubs before pushing into her mouth, the sound of gagging filling the room once more. Relief and triumph flood Brian as he crotches down beside Maddison so his mouth is at her ear. A small part of him is thrilled by his proximity to his friend's cock.

"Happy now slut? You get to service all of us. I told you we would have plenty of fun," Brian taunted as he toyed with her breasts. "You better give the groom your best attention. It is his party after all." With this, Brian grabbed her head and started to push her face onto his best friend's cock. Maddison cooed in excitement as Andrew threw his head back and moaned.

"Holy shit, this is the best," Andrew stammered.

"Yeah? Better than your exes? Better than Abby?" Brian knew he was edging into dangerous territory but he could not help himself. Andrew's face tightened in unreadable conflict however, Maddison's addition pushed him over the line.

"You can forget all about your prude bride and just fuck me, baby. I bet she would never do what I can." Maddison delivered this with a small manic laugh before attempting to return to Andrew's wet cock. Instead, Andrew's strong arm shot out to Maddison's shoulder, holding her off.

"You think this is fun, slut? You like ruining lives with your whore mouth and dripping holes?" The anger in Andrew's voice stunned him for a second but Maddison was undeterred. In fact, she got more eager.

"It is, I love it. Your dad's big married cock got me nice and open, why don't you try it out," there was a devilish tone to Maddison's voice that showed she really was having a great time. Andrew did not respond verbally, instead, he simply picked her off the ground and held her aloft in his arms, pussy hovering over his cock. With a satisfied hiss, he lowered her down slowly, allowing her to feel his length and girth truly. Then he begins to fuck.

"You love this, don't you? Being our fuck toy, making me betray everything for your tight little pussy." Andrew growls, emboldened by his impulsiveness, his voice thick with desire and disdain. He hammers into you, each word punctuated by a deep thrust, his hands gripping your hips so hard they might bruise.

Brian, Spencer and Drew watch as the scene develops before them. The normally calm and courteous Andrew is driven to mindless savagery. Each man stroked his hard cock, toying with their exhilaration. Drew basks in the masculinity of his son, prideful that he raised such a sure and confident man. Spencer is openly ogling his co-worker's body now, silently wondering what it must be like to be Maddison at this moment. And Brian was incandescent in satisfaction as the golden boy fell from his pedestal and gave into his urges. He was not done, however, and his sick need to break things beyond recognition drove him forward.

"Spence, help us out why don't you," Brian's taunting voice drags Spencer's poorly disguised secret into the open as he points to the ground in front of himself and Drew. Spencer's eyes light up with fear as Drew casts a lazy but curious look his way. "Come on, you want more than just watching, don't you?" with this Brian guides Spencer's hand to Drew's shaft, urging him to join in the debauchery.

Drew lets out an approving grunt as Spencer makes tentative movements. He lets his fingers trace the large veins and shape of Drew's cock until he reaches the full, heavy balls at the base. These, he rubs slowly, eliciting a small moan from Drew.

"Good boy, keep going," Drew's fatherly, dominating voice slides through the tension and opens Spencer's long-repressed desire right up.

"Go on, explore, we're all sharing tonight," Brian adds before standing to get closer to his friend's impassioned standing fuck. "How is she bro? Worth it?"

"Fuck, she is better than anyone I've ever had," Andrew spits out, his frustration and arousal mingling as Brian teases him, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "You've corrupted me, you little slut," he adds, the degradation now tinged with a reluctant admiration for Maddison's sexual prowess.

From the side, Brian hears the tell-tale sounds of a blowjob in progress as Spencer and Drew give in to their lust.

"Suck daddy's cock while my son fucks that slut, boy," he orders as Spencer happily continues, the taste of the prior fuck mixing on his tongue. "You want this so bad, just needed a big man to take control, huh?" Spencer was in heaven as he felt this manly cock fill his throat. Looking up into Drew's face, he was overcome with how perfect this felt. Drew's older muscular body, a masterpiece of old muscle, coarse hair and a comforting softness, was just what Spencer craved. He wanted more. His mouth left Drew's cock and travelled down his thighs towards his target. "Oh, you dirty fucking slut, you want to taste all of daddy, huh?" he snarls, his voice a mix of shock and arousal, his cock throbbing in response to Spencer's exploration of his hairy arsehole.

Meanwhile, Brian watched Andrew, seeing the conflict in his eyes, the pious man he thought was now lost in the throes of forbidden pleasure. He steps closer, his voice low and commanding, "Look at you, Andrew, fucking this slut while your dad turns your co-worker into his little plaything. You're not so pure now, are you?" He laughs, his hand on Andrew's shoulder, pushing him to go harder, to lose himself completely in the debauchery.

The press of warm bodies and Andrew's throbbing cock are too much for Maddison as she convulses in Andrew's arms. Overcome with the intensity of your squirting orgasm, her juices splash onto Andrew's thighs as he continues to fuck into your sensitive flesh.

"Fuck, you're a filthy little squirter," Andrew grunts, his degradation fuelling his thrusts, "Look at you, making me cheat, you fucking whore." As Andrew's fucking reaches a fever pitch, Brian decides to escalate to the final climax.

"I think she needs a bit more cock in her to teach her a lesson, don't you Andrew?" Brain grins over her shoulder at his friend as his fingers probe Maddison's arsehole.

"You think your fiancée would love to hear how you couldn't resist this?" Madison mocks, Brian's fingers teasing the pucker, feeling her clench in anticipation.

"We can't do this," Andrew responds weakly, unsure if his friend is really going to cross this last frontier.

Maddison, with that devilish smile, continues to taunt, "Such a bad, bad man, Andrew. Can't resist the temptation, huh? Maybe I'll spill all the dirty details to her," Maddison purrs, her voice dripping with mischief and arousal. This reminder hardens Andrew's expression, co-signing Brian's actions. Brian positions himself, cock hard, lubed and ready.

"Let's see if you can handle this," he says to Maddison, pushing the tip against her tight hole, watching as she gasps, her body betraying her eagerness despite your teasing words. "Take it, slut. Show Andrew how much you love being corrupted by married men," he grunt, slowly but forcefully entering her, all three participants' moans mixing with Spencer's muffled moans for more from Drew.

Spencer, now fully entranced by the musky, earthy scent of Drew's ass and balls, dives in with abandon.

"That's it, boy, enjoy it," Drew taunts, his voice a gravelly mix of arousal and command, clearly enjoying the power he holds over Spencer, turning him into something new, something more primal. Drew, feeling Spencer's worship, decides to push boundaries further. "You like that, huh? My ass makes you hard, you little bitch?" he teases, his words aimed at breaking down Spencer's last vestiges of straight identity, his hand reaching back to push Spencer's face deeper, making him moan into the act.

The room is a cacophony of moans, the wet sounds of sex, and the heavy breathing of men lost in their primal desires. As Brian and Andrew share in Maddison's tightness and Drew enjoys the service of this newly awakened man-slut. Needing to take it further, Spencer falls back on his heels and looks up at Drew with pleading eyes.

"Fuck me" he begs, arching his back to emphasise his point. Drew, desperate to cum in a warm hole does not put up much fight and simply nods with a gruff approval. Spencer eagerly takes his place on Drew's lap, facing the daddy with his legs wrapped around him. Drew, his eyes locked on Spencer's display of submission, tenderly holds him while lining up his wet cock with the boy's pink, untouched hole.

"You want this, don't you, boy? Beg for it," he commands, his voice thick with lust and dominance.

"Please, Daddy, give it to me," Spencer started desperately, "Open me up, give me what I have been craving. Own me." the earnestness of Spencer's words moved Drew to take care of the new bottom. Testing first with his fingers slowly, then his cock, pushing into Spencer's virgin territory as Spencer grimaces, then blissfully surrenders.

From across the room, a suddenly quiet Andrew whimpers "You're going to ruin me, aren't you?" Brian is unsure if this is to Maddison or himself as Andrew wrestles with the reality of his actions. Brian's jealousy and attraction to Andrew have always fuelled his actions, from the conquests of his girlfriends, to the corruption of the man himself. This act was the ultimate chance to emasculate him, to cuckold him in the most humiliating manner, all while satisfying his own dark desires. Brian should have been revelling in his success but the sincerity on his best friend's face gave him pause. He has a choice and in a moment of lust-crazed certainty, he makes it, foregoing to potential fallout.

Brian pushes deeper into Maddison's ass, he lowers his voice to a manic whisper in Andrew's ear, "I've fucked every one of your women, Andrew. But this one, oh, this one is different. She's ours to share, to corrupt." His thrust remains aggressive, matching Andrew's, our cocks stretching you, filling you, as his words sink in. Maddison moans, caught between the two men, her body an instrument of their rivalry and bond. "Feel that, Andrew? Feel how she loves it, how she loves being taken by us both?" Brian lets out in an almost pleading tone, each word punctuated by a deep, claiming thrust.

Spencer, meanwhile, has surrendered completely to Drew, his admiration for the older man's body turning into worship. As he rides, he grabs hungrily at Drew's body, caressing the beefy pecs, while his eyes roam wildly to take it all in.

Drew, revelling in this adoration, encourages him, "That's it, boy, show me how much you need me."

"Please, let me be yours, let me worship you every day," Spencer begs, his voice muffled by the flesh he adores.

Drew, seeing this devotion, decides to claim Spencer fully, "I'm going to breed you, boy. Make you mine," he growls, now pushing in deeper with intent to claim, to mark.

The room is a symphony of debauchery. Brian felt his climax building, the thrill of breaking Andrew, of confessing to him (in his sick way) too much to handle.

"Andrew, let's fill her together. Please do this with me" Brian grunts, his eyes boring directly into Andrew's, who despite all sense wants to give Brian what he needs. What they both need. Andrew, his release close, is torn between the humiliation and the pleasure, his cock buried in Maddison, his mind a mess of betrayal and lust.

"You've always wanted this, haven't you?" he moans, almost to himself, as he feels the weight of their shared act.

Spencer, beneath Drew, is in ecstasy, his body trembling with the force of being taken, his cries of "Yes, daddy, breed me" filling the room as Drew pounds into him, his climax imminent.

The crescendo hits us all at once; Brian releases into Maddison, driving her into a shuddering frenzy, marking the final corruption of his friend. Andrew, unable to hold back, spills into her as well, his moans of pleasure punctuated with a final deep look at his best man. Drew, with a final, deep thrust, fulfils his promise to Spencer, his seed marking his new territory as the new boy slut covers his new obsession in his load.

The room falls into a heavy silence, filled only with the sound of heavy breathing, the aftermath of their depraved dance, each of the men is changed. Their desires and jealousies laid bare to propagate into further conflicts and confessions.