Page 83 of Bro Doll


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“You’re the one who’s curious about a dick up your ass.” Reid’s fingers drag along my shaft, smearing slick down my length, his other arm locked around my waist to keep me pinnedagainst his chest. “Besides, it’s just a doll. It doesn’t care if you use its meat to jack off with. And you’re lucky because this dildo is also high quality.”

Hell yeah.

That’s what I am. A set of holes and a dick that happens to be attached to a body. It’s always a turn-on getting praised for being such a good little nothing.

“Holy fuck,” Walker groans, circling his rim like he’s testing the water.

“Keep going,” Reid murmurs, his hand sliding up to palm my pec. “The doll’s watching. Bet it’s never seen a jock hole being opened before.” He pinches my nipple. “Jock holes are the best, aren’t they, doll? All that tight muscle just waiting to be split open and ruined.”

He’s right.

I’ve had Walker’s sweaty ass-crack plastered against my mouth a hundred times after he hits the rack. I’ve swallowed his musk and felt every twitch of those cheeks while he used me as a seat, but I’ve never actually scoped the opening like this. Not his thick finger pressing into it, exposing the puckered skin I’ve only ever felt with my lips. It’s absolutely insane.

Fuck. My dick jerks in Reid’s grip, more and more pre-cum leaking onto his fingers.

“Look at it stretch,” Reid whispers in my ear, his cock pulsing inside me. “Nothing feels better than breaking a hole like that, doll. Watching a jock realize he’s just a warm place to park a hard cock.”

I wonder what kind of freak-tier fantasies Reid is actually running in his head right now. If I had to bet my scholarship onit, I’d say he spent high school getting bullied by guys who look exactly like Walker and me, and now he’s getting his revenge by watching one jock finger himself while he’s balls-deep in another.

Walker curses under his breath when his finger sinks knuckle-deep. “Fuck, fuck—!”

Reid’s cock swells even more inside me.

“Good?”

Walker’s breathing turns ragged, his finger working in and out of himself at a clumsy pace.

“Dude, this is—fuck—weird!”

“You keep saying that.” Reid chuckles, his hips shifting under me, grinding his tool deeper. “Weird because you are touching there? Or weird because we’re watching?”

“Shit. That’s—fuck, I don’t know. Both?”

“Imagine the weirdness when it’s a dick in your ass, then.Weirdwon’t cover it.”

Walker’s eyes flick to him, then to my dick, dark and way too fucking turned on. “You’re a real dickshit, dude. I didn’t know that.”

Reid just chuckles.

Walker’s fingers sink deeper into his ass, his biceps flexing as he twists his wrist. His dick jerks against his stomach, pre-cum smearing across his abs, and fuck—I’ve never seen Walker like this, with his cheeks flushed dark and his teeth digging into his bottom lip like he’s fighting a moan. His hole glistens around his fingers, stretched tight but taking it, and my cock twitches in Reid’s grip so hard it aches.

“The doll’s enjoying the show,” Reid murmurs, his thumb rubbing slow circles over my piss-slit. “The vibrator is already throbbing and leaking for you.”

“Bro, shut the fuck up,” Walker grunts, but he spreads his legs wider anyway, his thighs trembling as he scissors his fingers inside himself. “Fuck, I can’t reach deep enough. Angle’s total dogshit.”

“Want help?”

“Fuck no,” Walker snaps, rocking back onto his fingers. “No dude’s getting near my ass.”

He plunges his fingers deeper, stretching himself into a wide, wet circle. I can see the exact moment he reaches his prostate—his hips jerk forward, his throat working around a choked-off groan.

“Fuck, fuck—what the fuck!”

Reid chuckles. “Found it?”

Walker doesn’t answer. His face is flushed dark, sweat pouring down his forehead as he fucks himself on his fingers, his biceps flexing with every thrust.

That’s aman’shole. It’s a man’s muscular glutes, and a prime jock hole that I can’t stop looking, and—holy fuck, my mouthwaters.