Beef x CJ x Discordboy x Mog x Steak x Other Person.

Late one evening, Beef was walking towards Mogs Sex Dungeon, tired from a long day spent Having Sex with DiscordBoy. Beef sighed, exhausted but unwilling to sleep. Recently his nights had been filled with vivid dreams of Strap-On CJ, stroking his gorgeous Penis with his Anus. Mmm, thinking about CJ was having an immediate effect on Beef's anatomy. He loosened his clothes to stroke lightly at his Anus, and was just starting to enjoy it when DiscordBoy came suddenly into sight. Thinking fast, Beef ducked silently In the Lockup
As DiscordBoy went on his way, Beef paused to look around and realised that he wasn't alone. CJ was there beside him. He was about to speak, when he realised that CJ hadn't noticed his arrival. For good reason! CJ was sprawled half naked at Beef's feet, groaning as though engaged in a bout of Ear Licking and rubbing his Penis vigorously. Beef blushed and waited for CJ to finish, not quite resisting the urge to touch his own Penis in sympathy. Finally CJ's back arched and he climaxed loudly, crying out 'Beef!' Beef coughed.

'What are you doing here?' CJ said.

'I was just passing.' Beef replied with an unconvincing smile.

'Oh well, I suppose you had to find out eventually.'

'Find out what?'

'That ever since we met I've been dashing in here to play with my Penis and pretend you were doing it.' CJ sighed, but didn't look too upset, perhaps because he'd spotted Beef plucking thoughtfully at his own Penis. Beef felt suddenly bold.

'Touching your own Penis is nice,' he said, 'but wouldn't you rather rub it against my Anus?' CJ's eyes grew huge.

'Of course, but I thought you wouldn't be interested.'

'What made you think that?'

'I've seen the nude photomanips of Steak that you keep your cabin.'

'Oh, that. No, I made them for DiscordBoy so he'd have something to do other than Having Sex with me.'

'What's wrong with Having Sex?'

'Nothing, I'd just rather have a night of Strap-On with you.'

Meanwhile . . .

. . . Mog was hanging around The Lockup when she heard a sudden cry from the direction of Mogs Sex Dungeon. Snapping immediately to alertness, she leapt up and dashed towards the sound. It sounded as though CJ was in serious danger! Within seconds, she'd almost reached the source of the cries. She dashed forward only to reel back at the sight of Beef and CJ naked in front of her. Beef was sprawled over CJ, trying to pull some sort of Strap On out of his Hot!

'What's going on?' she said, shocked.

Beef looked worried.

'This was Strap-On CJ,' he said, 'when he asked me to use the Strap On on him. I did, but then it got stuck.'

'It didn't mean stick it into my Hot, CJ complained, 'it's supposed to be used on your Hot.' Beef tried to pull the Strap On out again, and CJ groaned and kicked him.

Mog looked down at the struggling men. She felt slightly jealous. After all, she'd often wanted to try a little Strap-On with Beef herself. Still, CJ looked so helpless with the abused Strap On sticking out of his Hot that she couldn't remain angry for long.

'Perhaps I should help,' she offered 'After all, it can't stay there forever.' Beef looked up at her with a combination of embarassment and gratitude..

'I'll hold CJ by the Mouth while you grab hold of the Strap On.'

Nodding, Mog knelt and took hold of the Strap On. It was slightly warm, as though Beef had been using it on his Anus.

'Pull!' Beef shouted.

'Ouch!' CJ cried as the Strap On came out with a loud Moan.

'Thankyou Mog,' Beef and CJ both said at once.

'No problem,' Mog said with a grin. 'Would you mind if I kept the Strap On as a souvenir?'

'Yes, I would,' CJ said. 'I'm using it on Beef tomorrow.'

'Ah well,' Mog said, regretfully. She gave a last saucy wink to Beef and headed off in the direction of The Lockup. She'd be thinking about Beef and the warm Strap On for a long time to come.