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The Gift of Joe

3 chapters

~8 min read

For his birthday, Emmy dresses Greg in a satin gown, corset, and blonde wig, then ties him spread-eagled to the bed. She brings in their gay friend Joe—who has always had a crush on Greg—to fuck him while she whispers humiliation into his ear.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Greg

A tall, broad-shouldered man in his early 30s with sun-streaked blond hair and pale blue eyes that crinkle when he laughs. His body is strong but not bulky, the kind of build that looks good in a suit yet softens when he lets himself be vulnerable. Emmy has always noticed how his hands tremble slightly when she brings out the satin—a tell he can't hide, no matter how composed he tries to seem.

Emmy

Petite and sharp-eyed, with chestnut brown hair that falls just past her shoulders and warm brown eyes that miss nothing. She has the kind of quiet confidence that comes from years of knowing exactly who she is—and loving someone enough to explore who he wants to become. Her hands are steady and deliberate, the hands of someone who plans every detail and delights in watching it unfold.

Joe

Lean and dark-eyed, with messy black hair that he's always pushing out of his face and a knowing smirk that never quite fades. He moves like someone comfortable in his own skin—loose-limbed, unhurried—and his eyes have a way of lingering that says he's already imagining how things could go. He's been friends with Greg and Emmy for years, and he's never been shy about finding Greg attractive.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

The Weight of a Gaze

Greg lies spread-eagled on the bed, satin pooling around him like a second skin. The blindfold steals his sight, but every other sense sharpens. The cool air on his exposed thighs. The rustle of fabric. A soft footfall. Then a voice—low, familiar, amused. 'Well, well. Emmy said she had a surprise for me.' Joe. Greg's body goes rigid, then molten. He is terrified. He tries to get a word of protest out through the gag but fails. Humiliation rushes through him, making his cock strain against the satin. He struggles futilely against the restraints. His vulnerability turning him on, humiliating him even more. When Joe's fingers trace along his stocking-clad calf, he hears Emmy. Her voice full of lust, explaining that today things would be little different for her little sissy...

Satin and Surrender

Greg’s breath catches as Joe’s thumb circles his trapped cock, the satin clinging wet and hot against his skin. He strains against the cuffs, hips bucking up into the touch despite the humiliation burning in his chest—he can’t help it, can’t stop the moan that escapes through the gag. Emmy’s hand in his hair tightens, pulling his head back, and she leans close to whisper, 'That’s it, sissy. Let him feel how much you need it.' He feels the mattress shift as Joe climbs onto the bed, the weight of a body settling between his spread thighs. Emmy removes the blindfold. 'I want you to see Joe take you,' she says. The corset forces his lungs shallow, every breath a reminder of how completely he’s given over control. When Joe’s lips graze his stocking-clad knee, Greg’s whole body shivers, caught between terror and a hunger that makes him ache. Joe begins to fondle and grope Greg all over, like a predator surveying his prey. Emmy, always keen to humiliate Greg begins berating him for being so turned on as Joe feels him up.

Joe Takes Control

Joe pulls his finger out slowly, deliberately, and Greg's body clenches around the sudden emptiness with a desperate, humiliating need. Joe shifts position, moving between Greg's spread thighs with a confidence that changes the energy in the room, and Greg watches through tear-blurred eyes as Joe unbuttons his jeans with unhurried precision. Emmy's hand stills on Greg's cock, her breath catching slightly—she wasn't expecting this, wasn't planning for Joe to take lead, and the shift in power makes Greg's heart hammer harder than any touch could. Joe's cock springs free, thick and already hard, and he slicks it with lube while holding Greg's gaze, letting him see exactly what's about to happen. Greg's thighs tremble, spread wide and helpless, and Joe smiles—not cruel, but hungry—as he settles his weight against the backs of Greg's thighs, the head of his cock pressing against the slick, waiting entrance. Joe moves with a deliberate slow pace, making sure that Greg understands what is happening. He starts by first pressing against the hole but not entering. He calls Greg humiliating names [like sissy, whore, faggot etc...] and makes him beg for him to enter. Greg nods no at first, but with Emmy's humiliating encouragement, he finally relents. As soon as Greg nods yes, Joe pushes the tip in. Just the tip. repeating the same humiliating ritual, calling Greg names and making him ask for every inch as Emmy berates and belittles her man for being such a cock hungry sissy whore faggot.

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