Monster energy, you take your own member out and ask to join in, M

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Despite the anger, despite the raging hatred you feel for Johnson, hearing him force his disgusting words down Alex's throat, you find yourself strangely ... ensnared by it. You take a cautious step closer, your heart pounding in your chest, wanting nothing more than to rip him apart but also desperately curious about how far he can take this. You watch as Alex's Adam's apple bobs up and down, his throat working around the thick cock, his face flushed with a mix of pain and arousal. You can see the beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he struggles not to gag.

Johnson's eyes flicker to you, a dangerous glint in them as he grinds harder against Alex's face. You can hear the wet smacking sound of his hips meeting skin, the obscene slurping noises Alex makes as he tries to swallow Johnson's cock. Your mouth waters,

"That's it, baby," Johnson whispers again, clearly having a favorite little phrase "just take it all." His voice is low and threatening, his hands gripping tightly onto Alex's hair as he begins to thrust faster. The slap of skin on skin echoes in the room, the rhythmic sound mixing with Alex's soft noises. You can't believe you're turned on by this, but it's undeniable - your body reacts without your consent. Your dick is hard between your legs, your breath catching in your throat. You feel a surge of, is it power? Watching Johnson use Alex like this, reducing him to nothing more than a pleasure toy. It's twisted and wrong, but it's addicting. You can't look away, even as you want to scream at him to stop hurting him.

"I know you're a whore," he eventually spat down at Alex, his voice dripping with venom. "I know I'm not the only one you do this for. But you just couldn't help yourself, could you? Rubbing it in my face?" Alex's eyes flicked to yours momentarily, searching for some sort of reassurance or comfort, but you found yourself unable to meet his gaze. Instead, you focused on the way his hands trembled ever so slightly "Well, now I know you're so well practiced, I can push you. Can push you further, and further—" He grew more brutal with his pace and thrusting, making Alex's eyes water.

You feel the coil in you burn brighter, you're so angry, and humiliated and it's so hot. Alex has always been a flirt, he's insistent about how often he tries to get into your pants, you can half see where the monster is coming from. And he looks so inviting. Lonely. You don't want Alex to be alone in this.

Alex's eyes locked onto yours as you took a step closer, his gaze pleading for help, for reprieve. Those wide eyes narrowed in confusion as your hand slipped into his hair, fingers gripping the strands tightly. Instead of offering solace, you began to push and pull him along Johnson's shaft, forcing Alex to take him deeper than before.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Alex choked out, his voice barely audible above the sound of his own ragged breaths.

"Shut up," you muttered under your breath, unwilling to let your true intentions be known just yet. You bit your lip, your own heart racing as you continued to hold Alex in place, pressed against Johnson. Johnson, meanwhile, stared at you with an expression that was equal parts surprise and curiosity. His hands gripped Alex's shoulders, tension etched across his face as he tried to process what was happening.

"Are you going to keep going or what?" you snapped at him, your voice cold and unyielding.

"Is this some kind of game to you?" Johnson asked, his tone derisive and dripping with contempt.

"Does it matter?" you countered, your thoughts swirling with fear and uncertainty. Was this really the right choice? But there was no turning back now; you'd already crossed that line.

"Fine," Johnson growled, resuming his brutal pace, not sparing Alex any mercy.

"Good," you said through gritted teeth, though inside, your stomach churned with disgust at your own actions. Even as you twitch between your legs.


Not enough, have Alex give you a handjob while he sucks off Johnson

Just keep watching, let Johnson finish strong. You did interrupt him after all

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