So one of my girlfriend’s regular boyfriends, Jace, came over last night. I actually like the guy. He is stupid handsome, sweet, very masculine presenting, the kind of dude who could pass for the straightest man alive. Then he opens his mouth and his very very bi side comes pouring out like eggnog with no lid.
He always tries to make sure I get some pleasure when we play. Which is adorable, considering my pleasure usually looks like me drooling on the floor while someone rearranges my insides.
Anyway. He brought me a Christmas gift.
A dildo.
A large one.
With a handle.
A machine handle.
This thing spins.
It vibrates.
It plunges.
It probably has Bluetooth.
He hands it to me like he is gifting me a fruitcake. My girlfriend grins because she knows exactly what is about to happen. I just look at them both like a dumb puppy who knows the leash is coming out.
We did not waste time.
She strapped me down. Jace turned on the device and it made a noise that should have come with a safety manual. Then he slid it into me and turned every setting on. I became a drooling, twitching, useless mess in about twenty seconds. My legs were shaking. My brain was gone. My soul left my body to go find a quieter place.
They were laughing.
I was trying to remember my own name.
I think I called out for Santa at one point.
By the time they were done using it on me, I was limp, glazed, and probably glowing. Jace was so turned on he jumped on my girlfriend and fucked her like a man possessed. And… he came fast. Like very fast. Like he should have pretended a leg cramp fast.
She did not look pleased.
He looked embarrassed.
And I was still face down, panting into a pillow like a freshly carved ham.
So yeah. Merry Christmas to me. I got a giant demon machine that destroys my hole. Jace got judged by my girlfriend’s eyebrows. And she got left unsatisfied while I lay there whimpering and wondering why I keep agreeing to anything in this house.
Honestly though… that toy is going to ruin me. I already want round two.
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