Good day everyone, new commission, this time a sequel to the 'What goes around' series. Hope you enjoy and again, thanks to the requester for letting me post it.
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It's been three months since Jason and Sylvie came back from their honeymoon. Honeymoon that was packed with 'interesting' events; Jason was forced to split his attention between being a loving and caring new husband, satisfying his wife both emotionally and sexually, and being a total cock and cum whore for the devilish femboy that had taken over his life a few weeks before that.
It required the man a lot of effort and a few sleepless nights to make sure Sylvie never finds out about his dirty little secret, cleaning the cum stains on their sheets forced out of him by the boi meat stretching his ass when she wasn't there, biting down on his cheeks to muffle his slutty moans when Chris reshaped his guts in the next room, making him tongue his ass and balls before sending him back to his wifey, and of course, making sure the vibrating buttplug was secured snugly in his ruined hole whenever Jason was trying to make love to his woman.
The femboy wasn't kind enough to remove it during those special moments. No, if anything he enjoyed torturing the poor bastard even more. He was relentless, merciless, and ruthless. His sadistic tendencies were at their peak and Jason had to learn a whole new meaning of 'self-control.'
It wasn't easy, but in the end, Jason managed to come back from the honeymoon without letting the secret out. Though he couldn't tell how much longer he'd be able to keep up the facade.
A few days after their return, however, Jason had stopped receiving messages from Crystal. No texts, no audios, no videos, no pictures, nothing. At first, the young man was glad to have a break from the stripper's torment. He finally got to enjoy his new life as a newly wed couple with Sylvie. But that was short lived, as much as he enjoyed this new found peace, Jason couldn't help but think that Chris was just around the corner, preparing new ways to torment and sexually torture him. After all, he did leave the young man with a butt plug in his ass to keep it ready for action at all times.
And so the days passed, then weeks, then months. Jason is leading a healthy life, going to the gym, taking care of himself and over all doing better than he has for the past couple of years of his life. Three months have passed since Crystal's last text and yet no sign of the devilish trap. Eventually, the paranoia turned into a feeling of emptiness.
As much as it surprised and repulsed him to admit it, he was becoming restless, desperate, and craving the attention. His body was longing for the femboy's touch, his scent, his voice. His ass was twitching and clenching on the toy, clutching to it like a child would a parent's parting gift. He truly loved his wife and what they had but it was just not enough anymore, he had grown to addicted to the fat, slab of fuck meat attached to the sexy trap. This couldn't go on, he had to do something about it. He needed to know what was happening.
One day, Jason walks in the apartment after a long day of work. He hangs his keys on the rack and kicks off his shoes, a small sigh escaping his lips. It's been a long and exhausting day. The man's head is heavy with thoughts. His boss has been riding his ass for the past month, demanding he works overtime and take on more responsibilities.
"Long day?" Sylvie asks from the kitchen as she makes dinner.
"Tell me about it..." He replies with a groan. He sits down in the living room and pulls out his phone and puts it down on the coffee table next to the couch he's on. "What's for dinner?"
"I'm trying something new, chicken curry." She says with excitement in her voice.
"Sounds lovely!" Jason retorts, too tired to emote properly. He picks up his phone and heads to the app store, contemplating the idea of downloading instagram and opening an account. He knows his wife, friends and pretty much everyone he knows already has one, he's not against the idea, it's just he always thought it was silly to share pictures and videos of yourself and everything you do to random people. But now, he sees it as a potential distraction from how boring his life is becoming.
After installing the app and creating an account, Jason adds his contacts to 'friend's list.' "Wow, they really post anything, huh?" He remarks as he starts scrolling through his contact's reels. He continues doom scrolling for the better chunk of half an hour before his finger stops moving as his eyes lock onto one picture in particular, a post by the user 'c_crystal123', where they tag his best friend Jimmy's profile. It's a picture of him and a 'girl' that recognizes all too well, Chris. The femboy is smiling and posing with his arm around Jimmy, their cheeks pressed together. The caption reads 'Me and my boyfriend.'
His heart skips a beat. He clicks the picture, then on Jimmy's username. A few more clicks and he lands on his friend's page. His breath gets caught in his throat as he sees the same picture on his profile. He scrolls a bit more and sees another photo. Jimmy, Chris, and two other guys he recognizes as Jimmy's friends, having a great time, with the caption 'Out with the boys.' Another picture of Jimmy and Chris kissing, 'First kiss in public.' Another one with Chris seemingly coming out of a shower, his hair drenched and dripping, tagging Jimmy with the caption 'Missed you this morning.' And much more.
Jason's stomach does flips, his heart starts racing, his palms get sweaty and his breathing becomes rapid. He puts his phone down and leans back into the couch. He tries to calm himself, to rationalize. But his mind races and his stomach churns. The pictures were dated just five days after his and Sylvie's return from the honeymoon. "FUCK! He's going after Jimmy too now? Did he tell him about us? Did he show him the videos? Why did Jimmy never tell me he was with him? Does he know that Chris is a guy?" So many questions race through the man's mind, it's a wonder how his brain didn't short cut itself.
"Dinner's ready!" He hears his wife call out.
Jason rubs his temples with his thumb and middle finger, trying to calm himself. "I'll just ask Jimmy tomorrow, yeah? Sounds like a good plan..." He thinks before getting up and heading to the dinning room to eat with his wife.
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~The next day.~
Today's Saturday, so no work for Jason. He takes this opportunity to work on what he saw yesterday. He reaches out to Jimmy.
"Hello? Jimmy?"
"Hey man how have you been? Sorry for being a stranger the last few months, I was busy with something."
"Y-yeah, I could see that. I...Euh... I got an Instagram account and I saw the pics you posted."
"You did?"
"Yeah... Who's the girl? You two look pretty close, huh?"
"Yeah, we kinda are. "
"That's a bit odd, you know? I... Euh... I always thought you'd be fifty before you ever got into a relationship. In fact, you're the one who said that."
He laughs. "Well what can I say? Never say never, I guess."
"Yeah... yeah. So how did it happen?"
"Well I mean, she did give me her number at your wedding. I just called her like a week or two later and we hit it off."
"You... You two banged?"
"Nah, nah... I mean... We did a few things here and there. She gives insane blowjobs and handjobs but we haven't... You know."
"Yeah, yeah... I get it..."
"Did you need something?"
"No, no... Just wanted to check if you were dead."
"Appreciate it."
"Alright, see you man."
"Yeah, take care."
After trying to distract himself from the issue, only to ultimately end up spending most of the day scrolling through both Jimmy and Chris's accounts, he decides that he's had enough. "Going out with the boys, probably gonna be late, don't wait for me." He says before bolting out of the apartment, not leaving Sylvie the time to reply.
After getting into his car, he decides to go straight to the source of the problem. He dials Crystal's number, after a few rings the call cuts. "Did he hang up on me?" He gives it a few more rings and this time, he is sent directly to his voice mail box. He sighs and looks out his window. The sun is already down. Jason clicks his tongue before saying. "Fuck it." And ignites the engine and drives to the strip club where Crystal works.
Once arrived, he parks his car and makes his way to the entrance of the club. "H-hey, I'm looking for Cr-" He tries to ask the bouncer but is quickly silenced by the big muscular black man raising a hand to shush him.
"Get in line, buddy." He simply says.
Jason looks towards the said line and sees that it's a good fifty to sixty feet long. "I just wanna know if Crystal is working tonight, okay?" He tries to ask again but the bouncer just gives him a stern look. "We... Euh... We're old friends... " He adds, giving the man a handshake and slipping him a fifty dollars bill.
The bouncer raises an eyebrow then smiles. "Oh, yeah, alright. I remember you, now, yeah. Get in, get in." He says, his mood completely changing from a few seconds ago.
The young man gives him a nod and enters. Inside the club is as he remembers it. Dark, neon lights, the scent of smoke mixed with the faintest hint of booze, music so loud, you'd think it could bust an eardrum and a few stages with poles, most of which are occupied by girls and what he imagines to be other femboys, judging by how undeveloped their chests are, wearing the usual skimpy, sexy, slutty outfits, dancing seductively to the music, rubbing their crotches and asses against the metal rod for a dollar or two, as the patrons sitting at base of the stages cheer on and throw their money at them. The whole place made Jason's skin crawl, he never was a fan of these kinds of places, always thought it was for desperate, sad old fucks that couldn't get laid, yet now, he can't help but feel like a hypocrite as he stares at them in disgust.
He shakes his head, dismissing those thoughts and focusing back on his goal. He asks one of the strippers serving cocktails. "H-hey, I'm looking for Crystal, you seen him?"
"Crystal? Yeah I seen him."
