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Welcome To The Bush's - Chapter 2

Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Fiction, Coercion, Author: SirJaime, Rating: 91.9, Source: sexstories.com

Welcome To The Bush's 2 - The Proposition "Jack." I heard my name being called, like a distant roar of a wave. "Jackie, boy." I heard it again, this time the wave crashed closer. "Jack! Time to wake up, you lazy fucker." The sudden raise in pitch forced me from my slumber. The landlord stood before me. He was in the house. In my room. My pants still hugging at my ankles, the picture frame beside me. "Jesus, Jack! You had a party and didn't invite me?" He laughed. My flaccid cock lay in view. I tried to pull up my jeans but he forced me back down on the bed. I lay there, nude before him, propped up by my elbows. I looked at him with genuine surprise. I wasn't sure what to make of it all. Of him. Of the situation I was in. I was still waking up, and I found it difficult to read him. I glanced at my watch, a half hour since then and now. The short timing - his wife must have said something. I was fucked. I was going to lose the house. "So what do we have here?" He asked, as he picked up the picture frame. "Er... I can explain." "Really? You can?" An amused expression showed on his face. "A picture of me and my wife?" He looked at me. "Ah Jackie, I didn't know you liked us so much already. What's this here on the frame?" He dabbed his finger on my cum. Sniffed at it before saying, "Ah, it smells like you like us a lot, hey?" Okay, now he was just being condescending. "Look. I'm sorry about the picture, Greg. I saw you two earlier--" "No. Forget it, Jack." "It won't happen again, ... I swear. Don't take the house from me. Please." "Jackie, no ones taking anything from you." "What? You mean you’re not--" "No. Never. The thought didn't even cross my mind." "I don’t understand." "What’s there to understand? I get it. My wife is fucking hot." He took the frame in both hands and looked at it closely. The frame was blocking his face, but I could swear he was smelling it. A real weird fucker. "I'd have done the same thing in your position. Relax now, Jackie boy." That name was getting on my nerves. But I didn't show it. He was talking down to me - as if I was a pawn in his little chess game. And I wanted to see what he was getting at. "Come on, you gotta admit: it’s a fucking fine piece of ass, isn't it?" "Uhm," I wasn't sure how to answer that question, so I avoided it. "I don't get it, Greg." "Don't get what?" I looked at him blankly. "Look, I told you we were pretty liberal. So what do you think?" He spread his arms. "Well... What do you want?" "It's not what I want, Jackie boy. It's what you want." "What do you mean--" "Do you want to fuck my wife, Jack?" I was stunned by his blunt question. I hesitated before I answered. "No! Of course not." "You don’t think she's pretty?" He raise an eyebrow. "No. That's not what I meant. She's fucking hot! She's--" "So you do wanna fuck her?" "No. I don't. Stop twisting my words and let me fin--" "Oh, come on, Jack. Quit stalling and be honest. At least your cock ain't lying to me." He pointed at my bare body. I decided ...