Nightmares (Short Stories)

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"Conversion therapy."

"Umm, no thanks. I'd rather be homeless and have a few less family members than have my junk and brain electrocuted until they turn into mush." Jay sarcastically replied to his parents demand of him attending "classes" to fix his issues.

Jay had an addiction, one that had gotten him caught finally at the tender age of 16. He had been an avid watcher of gay porn with a bit of BDSM thrown in. His personal favorites were when the guy was impaled on a dick begging, while having to blow someone and being spanked. It was a small niche, but plenty of videos provided for it. His pizza delivery job paid decently even though he told his parents it didn't.

About two hours of screaming, crying and threats, Jay packed his small amount of belongings and headed over to Max's house since his parents were gone for a week. An entire week of being independent and not having to deal with his homophobic, racist family would be awesome.

"Yeah man, doors unlocked just... come in and go to bed. It's late as fuck and I'm tired," was all he got out of Max before the jock hung up on him. Jay has been supplying the entire school with steroids and weed at a cheap price so pretty much anyone helped him out when necessary.

Jay didn't even get a reply in before the phone was hung up on him. He didn't even care. He drove his car that he bought and fixed up from old parts up to Max's mini mansion. He walked in and headed straight for the bed he always slept in when he needed a break from his parents. Max didn't give a shit since it just meant he got more of a discount on his drugs.

Jay set up his phone which was linked to the WiFi and started streaming his favorite video. Listening through his headphones and reaching inside his pajama bottoms, jay started to slowly release some tension.

"Oh yes, sir! Please, yes!" Precum was slowly trickling out of his cock head, dribbling down to the base where his left hand was currently working back and forth tightly, but slowly.

He placed the phone facing him on the nightstand so he could use both hands to rub his nipples and play with his asshole. Most guys that hit on him called him a twink. He knew he liked to bottom, but his 5'9 semi lean frame wouldn't be called a twink in his opinion. He was just a healthy cock lover.

Reaching for the in his backpack, he spread some generously on his right hand before he plunged three fingers in to the knuckle. He held his moan in just in case Max heard it. He knew he was in the next room, but could still hear decently through these walls. The jock wasn't homophobic as far as Jay could tell, but he didn't want to test his theory.

As soon as he could, Jay stared moving his fingers in and out at a rate that a machine would be envious of. He enjoyed the pain, the pleasure and the endorphin rush he got when beating his asshole up.

He eventually moved his left hand off of his dick which really wasn't doing anything and started trying to pull his asshole open. He watched as the guy in the video was being tied down on his hands and knees with an electrical plug in his ass. The guy was squiring, moaning and begging to cum. He had nipple clamps on, clothes pins pinching his skin all over and his dick in a cage. The guy was drooling after a few minutes from both heads and looked like he was drugged up. Jay wanted that feeling. He had had it a few times, but being a virgin and only having himself to play with limited what he could do.

He always had his inflatable plug and vibrator hidden in his backpack for the days he just needed to get off at school. He found them quickly and slammed the plug in his ass not taking time to properly lube it and work it's way in. Grabbing the bulb with his other hand he started to jackrabbit the pump until he counted 15. His ass was on fire and his cock was harder than steel. The plug wasn't coming out and he just wanted to enjoy the pain for a few minutes before he blew his load.