The Deal

"Bailey!" A voice calls out in the small, three rooms apartment. "Bailey, where are you?" It calls again.

~Crunch~Crunch~

Bailey is lying on the living room couch, lazily munching on a bowl of cereal he's just prepared a few minutes ago. He doesn't reply to the voice, knowing fully well it's owner will find him eventually. And after a moment, find him he does. "There you are!" Mike, Bailey's roommate says as he peers from behind the couch. "Why didn't you answer when I was calling out your name?" He asks, somewhat annoyed at the twenty six years old.

"I'm busy, Mike, what do you want?" He lazily says, not bothering to look at the younger, twenty four years old man. After a few seconds, Bailey notices the lack of noise coming from Mike's mouth and finally turns his head to face him. "What? Why are you all quiet, now?" He asks, bringing a spoonful of fruitloops to his lush, kissable lips.

Mike's eyes avoid Bailey's, evading them by looking to the side or down as he begins fidgeting on the spot. "I... Euh... I'm a bit short on cash for this month's rent..." He mumbles.

Bailey's eyes slowly move to lock on his roommate, head still facing the Tv. "Mmm? What was that, Mike? Speak louder, can't hear you when you whisper..." He says, turning his body so his smooth, shapely legs dangle off the side of the couch.

Mike clears his throat and tries again, his face now a crimson red. "I said, I... Euh... I'm a bit short on cash for this month's rent." He repeats, licking his lips not so much to rehydrate them but more because he can't help it, a tick he has when he gets nervous.

Bailey doesn't reply straight away, instead slowly, deliberately bringing another spoonful of fruitloops to his lips, lightly bouncing them off his tongue a few times, chewing slowly and sensually as if it was the most delicious food on earth, licking his lips of any residue afterward, making them shine with a mix of his saliva and the milk he was using. Only after that does he turn his head fully to face and look Mike in the eyes with a mix of boredom and indifference. "You are always short on cash. Rent is due in... " He pauses for a moment, eyes rolling slightly up as he tries to remember today's date. "... In three days. You still have some time, I trust you'll come up with something before that..." He says, returning his attention to his morning bowl of cereal.

Mike is about to reply, a retort on the tip of his tongue, ready to fire off, when his eyes drift south, to the area between Bailey's legs, and more specifically, his crotch, the cute little dolphin shorts he chose to wear today bring out his assets nicely; His perfect thick thighs, big, bubbly ass and of course, the lethal weapon between his legs. He licks his lips again, then forces his eyes back up to meet Bailey's. "C'mon man... I really need your help with this... " He pleads, his eyebrows pinched, eyes big and hopeful. "Y-you know how it is with my job... This month was a be dry... Just this one time!"

Bailey raises a perfectly trimmed, black eyebrow at that, and with a bored tone and deadpan face, he speaks, "This one time, huh?" He says, scoffing lightly, as he brings the bowl of cereal up to his face, drinking the left over milk before setting down the bowl on the coffee table. "You know... " He starts, wiping his a drop of milk off the corner of his mouth with his thumb then sucking on it. "... You're the one that said last time was the last. You're the one who wanted out of our little deal." He finishes, stretching his arms above his head and yawning, exposing a sliver of tummy skin right at the end of his black tank top. "Now you're coming back for more? Not very fair, I think."

Mike gulps at that, eyes darting around nervously for a few seconds before they land back on the most important part of their discussion. He licks his lips nervously then clears his throat, looking to the side. "Right... Wh-what if... " He stops to think for a way to convince him. "... What if I get someone else for the... you know..." He trails off at the end, not daring to speak his proposition out loud. "... I'll just talk to Linda or one of her friends... Should do it, right?"

Bailey scoffs, amused at his suggestion, a smile playing on his lips. "Your girlfriend, really? You'd rather have your girl Linda be my booty call for a week than actually do it yourself? I almost feel insulted." He feigns hurt, pressing a hand over his chest as he looks away with a huff. "I didn't hear much complains last time when you were bouncing my cock like a thirsty slut."

Mike, in return, grumbles something under his breath, scratching his head and averting his eyes once again. "You know that's not true, Bailey... It's just..."

"Just what?" The long black haired male replies with an accusatory tone, cutting the other off, as his eyes settle once again on the fidgety tween. "Just too scared that you might get too addicted to having my cock in your ass? Too sacred of your girl finding out her oh so 'manly' boyfriend is such a whore he's willing to let femboy like me, who's better endowed might I add, use and abuse his body at his will?" Bailey says, waving him off before lying back down on the couch and propping his legs up. "Not like she'd believe it even if I took you missionary in front of her eyes, anyway. You don't exactly look like the type who likes it in the ass..." He snickers.

Mike chews on his lower lip, a bit embarrassed by how close he is to the truth. His eyes look around again for a moment before settling back on the pair watching him, his mouth open ready to speak but words refusing to come out, as his lips flap like that of a goldfish, which prompts a slight smile out of Bailey.

The young femboy rolls his eyes and sighs. Then, he smirks, and after another short sigh, he gets up off the couch, and saunters towards Mike with an air of dominance to his stride. He stops in front of him, he pokes him in the chest, leaning closer, close enough that if he stood on his tippy toes, they would be kissing. "If you really want me to cover for you this month, you know what to do~." He coos with a knowing smile.

Before Mike could even think of an answer, Bailey steps back and begins walking away. "W-where are you going?"

"My room! I have a stream in ten minutes." Bailey calls back, his tone as casual as usual. He doesn't look back neither, just continues towards his room, slamming the door behind him.

Mike remains in the living room, eyes blankly looking in the direction of Bailey's room, his mind flashing back to about a year ago, when he asked the very same favor from the femboy for the first time. Mike isn't the type of guy to ask for something without expecting a price to pay. Give and take, as his father used to say, but he sure didn't expect Bailey to ask for his ass.

"I really need to find a more secure way to earn money... " He thinks to himself as he sighs.

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~A few moments later.~

"FUCK YOU! TAKE IT YOU DUMB FUCK! STUPID BITCH!!"

The femboy's cussing reverberates throughout his room. The ~~CLANK~CLANK~CLANK~ sound of him abusing his mechanical keyboard fills the room as he focuses on defeating 'The Paintress' boss for the tenth time in a row. He curses out, in frustration, as the last bit of his health bar drops and the final blow is struck to him. "Fuck!!" He yells, slamming his left hand on his desk. He bites his lower lip, and grabs his G-fuel drink and sips on it while reading the stream's chat as the game loads.

xXQuickScopezXx: PogChamp that clutch was INSANE

TofuSlayer98: LUL that last part was so funny LMAO ????

NightBot: Better luck next time.

MangoJuice_: Can we get some F's in the chat for that fail

ModKyle: No need to swear so much, god ????

SnaccDaddy: Your too under leveled man!!!!

LilGremlin69: Bruh moment ????

DJ_Bassline:! song

CrayonEater420: KEKW watching a femboy lose it like this is comedy gold

AimGod_Lisa: @SnaccDaddy that's the point, he's doing a challenge!

Bailey, known as 'BaiBoi_9in' on this platform, take a moment to read and reply to some of the chat. "Thanks chat, that was so fucking close! maybe I should change my Pictos build..." He pauses for a moment, closing his eyes and slowly exhaling. "Y-yeah SnaccDaddy, just like AimGod said, I'm doing a challenge to beat this game with no upgrades aside from the pictos and weapons you get along the way." Bailey leans back in his gaming chair, running a hand through his slick, long black hair, wiping the beads of sweat that started forming on his forehead. "Fuck..." He softly gasps.

SweatyYeti69: This boss got bro sweating balls ????

PixelNoodle_: Why is he sweating like that?

xAuroraBeamx: Maybe he lives in a hot country, who fcking knows

Bailey bites his lower lip while fanning his face with his hand. "Why am I sweating so much? I don't know, maybe your mom is tossing my salad right now." He jokes, sticking his tongue out for a moment. "But you..." He stops, slowly breaths in then out. "... You're right, I need to cool down a bit, chat. We're taking a short break. Be back in ten minutes." He looks down for a second then returns his gaze to the camera filming his stream reactions. "Make it thirty." He says with a big grin before cutting his mic and cam. "Fuuuuuck...." He lets out as he deflates in his seat. "You're the reason why I kept losing, you know?" He says with a soft giggle, watching Mike who is kneeling between the femboy's thick thighs, under his desk, bobbing his head on his 9 inches, meaty cock.

Bailey hums contently and rolls his eyes to the back of his head, letting himself get lost in the pleasure of a nice, warm blowjob. "Mmghhh... Ahnnnnn..." He moans as he reaches for the bottle of G-fuel to take another sip. "Mmmmm... Your blowjobs never get old..." He coos as he strokes Mike's curly, dirty blond locks. He tugs on them to pull the young man's mouth off his cock and guides it back to his balls, watching them disappear inside the tween's mouth as his face presses up against his smooth, clean crotch. "Yeahhhhh, lick my nuts. Get them nice and wet..."

Mike complies with the order, licking and slobbering the femboy's egg-sized, sweaty balls, taking one after the other into his mouth for a few seconds, rolling it around his cheek with his tongue before releasing them to lap at his sack again, moaning at the delicious musk. He opens his eyes and looks up at Bailey with a pleading look in his eyes, his hands coming up to tug on the black pair of leggings and red booty shorts he's wearing.

Bailey looks back down at him, a small, cheeky grin spreading across his lips. "Awwww, what's the matter, Mike? You want more? You want me to feed you my cock again?" He says, teasing him by smacking his face a few times with his fuck stick before pushing his burning meat up against his face. "You want this big fat dick down your throat? Do you, cocksucker? Want me to feed you my cum?"

Mike's eyes flutter in response to the femboy's dirty talk, a moan escaping him as he eagerly nods his head, rubbing his cheek against the shaft in his face.

"I thought so. Cum hungry whores like you never learn, they never stop." Bailey chuckles before guiding his cock to the tween's lips and plunging deep into his throat, almost forcing the air out of his lungs with its girth and length. He gasps softly then smirks down at the man between his legs as he thrusts in and out, in and out. "There you go! Good fucking boy, suck on my cock, bitch." Bailey hisses, smirking wide. Suddenly, he jams his fleshy rod all the way, hitting the back of Mike's throat and wraps his legs and hands around his head, locking him in place. "UUuurghh fuck, yeah!!" He grunts as the bottom roommate gags and chokes, spit running down his chin and on his chest as his face is suffocated by cock and crotch. "Ah shit... K-keep gagging like that, feels so fucking good..." The femboy moans, biting his lower lip arching his head back at the heavenly feel offered by Mike's vibrating throat when he chokes.

Bailey holds him there for a few seconds longer then releases him, letting him fall backwards and onto his butt as he coughs and gasps for air. The long haired trap simply grabs the bottle of G-fuel and finishes the drink off. Then, he pushes back in his chair and kicks up his legs up onto his desk. "You're cleaning that shit when we're done, you know that, right?" He taunts as he watches the young man spit out fat globes of precum and throat slop that quickly puddle on the ground.

"Fuck.... You..." Mike shoots back with a glare, eyes teary and blood shot.

"Oh come on, Mikey. You should be used to this, now. How many times have I trained your straight throat?" He air quotes the last word with a grin. "Anyway, time for my cock to say hi to your guts." He says as he gets up from his chair and starts undressing.

By the time Bailey is done and fully naked, save for his rainbow thigh highs, Mike has recovered from his throat abuse. He stares up at his dominant roommate, his hands resting on his hips as he looks down at him. Although Mike is straight, or at least he believes he is, he can't help but admire and even lust for Bailey when he looks at his cute, girly face, his luscious lips that he wants to kiss and nibble, and those gorgeous eyes that seem to suck him in, never let go. His narrow shoulders that give him this almost princess like appearance and that emphasizes his pear shape figure, with his narrow waist and child bearing hips that would make any straight man want to give them a test drive. Not to mention the hypnotizing, bouncy, bubbly, fat ass that sits between them and right about that a long pair of thick, meaty thighs.

An ass so tantalizing that Mike's cock hardens the instant it comes into his field of view and his brain automatically switches to "breed" mode and wants to sink his six inches dick in and spank it with all he's got. And of course, last but not least, the final piece that ties this sexy, curvy femboy package into one: Mike gulps down a lump in his throat as he locks eyes with the long, veiny monster that birthed his doubts about being straight, the big fat, veiny nine inch fuck log that makes Mike's meagre six incher shrivel in shame and envy.

A monster that can turn the most macho, straight guy into a cum hungry slut and ruin his hole, turn him into a permanent bottom and cock addict. It's so fucking big, Mike thought, just the sight of it makes his insides churn with an insatiable hunger and lust that he has tried his best to hide from the girly trap, and especially his girlfriend. A monster made to breed, made to blast ropes upon ropes of potent, hot, creamy femboy spunk deep into a slutty boy's hole and make them squirt and scream as they reach heaven for an orgasm so intense they'll never be satisfied by woman's touch. Spunk that is produced and churned in a pair of big, swollen nuts that would put a horse to shame, a pair of nuts that are just as sexy, smooth and hairless as his perfectly shaven crotch.

"Stand up, hands on the wall." Bailey snaps the man from his trance with an order. "I'm gonna straighten your guts. Gonna be the only straight thing about you, when I'm done." He chuckles at his own joke.

Mike obeys and stands, he walks up to the nearest wall and puts his hands on it as ordered. "Mmm... Look at you, so obedient. That eager to feel my fuck meat inside you again?" Bailey teases him as he slaps Mike's ass, one cheek at a time. The slap echoes throughout the room as the tween's pale buttcheek turns a light shade of pink. "Oof... Such a nice ass." He giggles, watching it jiggle like jelly for a few moments before moving on. Bailey bends down to his knees behind Mike, he spreads his asscheeks open and hums, amused by his twitching pink hole. "What a cute, litte hole you got, Mike. Not gonna lie, I kinda missed it... " He chuckles then shrugs, leaning in to lap at the tween's hole. "Mmhhmmm..."

Mike, on the other hand, tenses up at the first touch of Bailey's tongue, a light gasp escapes him as he turns his head slightly, his eyes trying to peek back at the trap behind him.

Bailey ignores him for now, just focusing on his job and lapping at Mike's tight pucker, he slowly picks up the pace after a few tries, swirling and dancing around the rim of the tight anus, flicking up and down and from side to side. "Mmm, mmhmm, mmhhh..." He hums contently, feeling Mike relax a bit under the hot, wet ministrations. He then pulls back to breathe and spit onto Mike's ass, using the extra lubricant to slide a finger his ass. "Damn, you're tight..." Bailey whispers as he presses a single digit into Mike's warm insides. "I would have thought that after the last time, your shitter would remember the shape of my cock for at least a year." He teases, a sly grin plastered on his face. He moves the finger around a bit, exploring and twisting in all direction to make space for himself. After a minute of it, Bailey then inserts a second digit and pumps it in and out, slowly stretching his hole out.

Mike grits his teeth as he endures the pain of having his insides stretched so fast, his hands clench into fists, eyes shutting as his teeth bite onto his lower lip. "Ah! Mmhghhhhh... Ooooow...." He growls and gasps when the trap finds a particular spot that makes him tingle from head to toes, and just as soon as that happens, Bailey starts to repeatedly press against that spot over and over. The young man moans as his cock twitches, leaking precum.

The femboy laughs in delight and presses against his prostate a little bit harder for a second. "There he is, there's the slutty faggot I remember." He chimes in a sing song voice then leans forward and gives a long, slow lick along Mike's spine all the way to the back of his neck. "I'm going to breed your slutty hole now, whore, and I'm not gonna stop until I've painted your insides completely white and you're leaking my goo for days." He whispers then blows hot air on the side of the young man's neck. He pulls his fingers out, and spreads his buttcheeks before shuffling closer until his throbbing fuck stick is in position. With his left hand holding on Mike's hip for leverage, Bailey guides his cock head to his winking hole. "Aw, look at it winking at me." He teases then slaps his fat cock on Mike's ass a few times before resting it against his pucker, slowly pushing it in. "Mmmmfhhh~!" The streamer hisses at the sensation of Mike's insides engulfing him, slowly stretching around him the deeper he pushes.

"Fuuuuuck!!" Mike yells in pleasure mixed with a tinge of pain at the feel of the nine incher spreading his hole, making itself a space deep in his bowels. He bites down hard on his lip, eyes watering, hands trembling, back arching and toes curling as Bailey continues to inch forward into him, stopping to let him adjust every now and then. After what feels like an eternity, Mike feels Bailey's crotch press against his asscheeks, he breathes a sigh of relief, a shiver running up his spine and all over his body. "That took a bit more effort that I thought~." The trap says with a grunt, holding on tightly to Mike's hips with both hands. "Mm, your shitter is trying to strangle me, Mikey..."

"Uuurgh..." Is the only response that comes out of his roommate, he simply leans forward, letting his body go slack, as he presses his face to the cold wall in an effort to cool himself down and relax.

"Hey, hey, now. No rest for the wicked~." Suddenly, Bailey flexes his cock muscles, and it springs to life, throbbing, swelling and twitching in all direction inside the tight anal walls of his bottom bitch. Mike jolts and moans, eyes shooting wide open at the sensation. "Uurrrggggh..." He groans, the feel of the meat rod filling up his bowels is overwhelming, making his body burn hot with need causing Mike to let out a high pitched squeak.

"Atta boy." Bailey coos in his ear before slowly pulling his cock back. "Oooooohhh~!" Mike whimpers as the hot shaft drags itself over his sensitive prostate, lighting it on fire. Once just the tip is inside, the girly streamer pauses for a second to breathe in deep, then suddenly plunges all the way back in. He repeats the same slow retreat, sudden, hard thrusts for a while, trying to break Mike's insides into a new shape that's fit for his cock only. And after about ten thrusts, the trap begins to pick up the pace. He slowly and surely increases the tempo with each thrust, taking pleasure in the way the man before him shudders and quivers each time, the way he moans, his back arching and hole tightening, making Bailey feel like the dominant stallion that he is.

~PLAP~PLAP~PLAP~PLAP~PLAP~

The sound of flesh hitting flesh, grunting, and groaning, accompanied by the femboy's cock sliding in and out, in and out of his bottom fag's slutty hole echo throughout Bailey's room as he continues his assault on his bitch's anus, his thrusts strong, steady and precise. He bites down on his lower lip, watching Mike's ass bounce with every thrust, a huge smirk spreading on his lips. "God damn, Mikey~..." He moans as the grip he has on his hip tightens, his nails digging into the flesh and drawing a bit of blood. "... Your fucking ass is so damn addicting! The way your cunt keeps sucking on me like you never wanna let go... Oooooh~!" Bailey can feel himself getting lost in the pleasure that comes with fucking the hot, warm, tight, slippery ass.

"HUGH!! MMM!! MMGH!! MHNH!! FUCK! URRH! RGH! SHIT!!!" Mike, on the other hand, can't find a cohesive sentence to form, as his prostate is assaulted over and over. He is currently on cloud nine, his head swimming in a sea of lust that his brain can't keep up with. His eyes have rolled back and his tongue hangs out as he drools. His body moves on its own, unconsciously, thrusting his hips back in time with Bailey's, aiding him in his effort of impaling the man on his horse cock. He moans out in pure bliss everytime Bailey goes balls deep in his mancunt, and that fat, heavy sack smacks against Mike's taint and balls. "G-God... I think I'm gonna...!!" The young man groans out as constant prostate bullying and colon stretching is bringing him to his edge, making his cock throb, balls churn and precum flow freely like a broken tap.

"Yeah?! You gonna cum?!" Bailey growls as he plunges harder, and faster than before, slamming his cock balls deep everytime. "Mmm!! Gonna cum?! Go on!! Do it!! Shoot all your nasty fucking fag jizz all over the floor!! Do it bitch! Show me how much you love it when a I fuck your slutty hole!!"

And after another three, strong thrust, that is all it takes for Mike to reach the top, to go flying off the edge and straight into an ocean of bliss. "GOD DAMN FUCK! AAHHH~!!!" Mike yells at the top of his lungs as his cock spurts shot after shot of thick, hot, fertile jizz all over the wall and floor, his insides quivering around Bailey's fuck pipe madly, trying to milk him off and drain him for every drop of sperm he can squeeze out of his fat balls.

"Good booooy, good Fag~." Bailey laughs and slaps the man's ass before letting go of him and standing straight up, his cock never leaving the tween's asshole, of course. He pulls the young man by his hair back until his back is pressed to Bailey's chest then reaches around his neck and pulls it to the side, exposing Mike's sweaty, hot neck.

The girly boy licks the exposed flesh and bites on it hard enough to leave a mark then turns Mike's head around for a kiss, not caring about the awkward angle, he shoves his tongue down Mike's throat and wrestles it with his own, their drool mixing as Bailey resumes his backshots and fucks him hard from behind. "UUurrgghhh... G-gonna fucking... Breed you...!" He grunts, thrusting a few more times before pushing his fuck canon as far into Mike as he can go and roaring out loud, his hips bucking erratically as his heavy, full balls empty their content into his bitch's shithole, blasting hot, creamy sperm directly into his gut. "MMFUCK~! MMNGH!! HAAAHHH...!! MGH!" Bailey continues to groan as his balls slowly drain of their sticky white contents, his eyes rolling back in pure bliss.

The tween pulls off from the kiss with a wet 'plop' and rests his chin on Mike's shoulder as they both come down from their orgasm, breathing hard, fast and raggedly. Bailey pants as his nuts spasm and unload, one spurt after another until they empty themselves and the streamer pulls out, leaving Mike's ass gaping and oozing thick ropes of sperm. He takes a few steps back, watching with pride as Mike's hole continues to gape for a few seconds before closing itself off with the leftovers, sealing them inside him. "Aahhh, fuck... That hit the spot~."

"I... Haaa... Haaaa..." Is all Mike can respond with as his knees wobble and shake. He slides down the wall and falls to the floor, landing in a puddle of his own, man sauce.

The femboy wipes the sweat off his brows with a smirk and grabs some paper towels to wipe his deflating cock. Before he starts, he glances at his boi juice covered schlong then at the panting slut against the wall, then smiles. "You know what? I think you could use some more time under my desk~." He puts his shirt back on and sits down at his desk. "Get back in there and start cleaning my meat and nuts, slut. After that, you can clean the weak ass jizz you plastered on that wall."

With that order, Mike obeys and crawls over to the streamer's crotch and begins licking up the salty cum covering donkey pipe that just reshaped his insides, the taste is a bit more funky than usual but he doesn't seem to mind as he continues on for a while while Bailey returns to his stream like nothing happened.

THE END.