The Orientation Triangle - GWA Script

Script:
The Orientation Triangle
[F4M] [Script Offer] [Blood] [Brutal Sex] [Cuckold] [Degradation] [Food] [Futa] [Humiliation] [M Anal] [Orientation Play] [Rape] [Small Penis Humiliation] [Tear Drinking] [Threats] [Violence] [Prawn Crackers]

- [SFX, knocking on door]

- <excited> Oh hey there, sir! Can I help you?

- Sorry, he's not here. I think he's switched his phone off. Well, you're probably wanting in.

- No, it's okay, come in! I insist! I'm sure he'll be damn delighted to see you ahead of him!

- (Pause)

- Huh? Oh, I'm not his roommate. I'm actually his sister.

- He never mentioned that, huh? How strange. But then he never did like mentioning he has family.

- This is your first time being in your best friends' house, 'innit?

- What do you have in your bag? Gifts?

- <gasp> Prawn crackers! You got prawn crackers! <apprehensive> Umm, may I...? Really?! Yay!

- [Improv rustling, followed by munching and nomming]

- <talking with mouthful> Sorry, I just gotta try them out. Sucker for them, and I *am* a smidge hungry.

- <finish mouthful, talking clearly> Crisp and fresh flavour too! You get these from a local Chinese nearby? Your dad works at one?! No way?! No flipping wonder then, those are fucking amazing!

- Oh'ps! Ahh, shit... looks like half of them are already gone. <nervous giggling> Eeh, I'm sorry... <panicked> Don't laugh! I almost left none for you! And for my brother, it seems.

- I saw my brother snacking on prawn crackers one day at the cafe down the road. I was thinking to myself how the hell did he get that; the cafe doesn't sell prawn crackers. Turns out he got them from you, courtesy of your fry-maestro dad.

- Yeah, sibling rivalry, something like that. We still live under the same roof, for heaven's sake!

- Speaking of my brother, I've been meaning to ask... how did you two get together?

- <shocked> Haaa...?!?! No bleemin' way! You're his *boy*friend?! And all the time I thought he stopped trying to date more *girls* that won't cheat on him! So it turns out you're gay, huh?

- Convert?! Wow, okay... My brother must've sold you quite a pitch for you to go homo. Sissy roleplaying? Face shaving? Kinky stuff?

- Don't tell me you believe in *that* drivel! Fidelity?! Hoh my gosh what an outmoded concept.

- Jeez, I'm sorry, okay? I realise your views in romance might be old-fashioned.

- But wow, the pieces really are fitting together now. Three times running... and that drives him to start dating a guy. A guy like you. <sigh> My brother... aaalllways compensating for somit'. So let me get this straight: he figured if he goes gay he won't have to worry about his "girlfriends" leaving him?

- (Pause for listener's awareness in your involvement in brother's love life sabotage)

- And you waited until *now* to open the can of worms on me?! Oh right, I see what this is. You wanted to see what it was I had to say for myself first. Riiight... I'm going to pretend we're still acquaintances. Shall we do that?

- Grand. Trust me, it makes things easier going forward.

- <giddy> Ah, smile again! I didn't quite see...

- Hey, come on, it's just a nice, wide smile with your pearly whites I wanna see! Or is *that* a relationship exclusive with my brother as well?

- (Pause, veering close to listener)

- <squealing> I can see why my brother takes to you! You're a picture, darling! <squeal>

- Oh, keep those teeth out for a couple more seconds. Damn, they're neon white...! If only prawn crackers shone like that... though the ones I've had don't fall far behind.

- Okay okay, you can close now.

- <affectionate> Hey, scoot closer! C'mon, I don't bite! Although *your* teeth looks like they can cut just from *looking.*

- <whining> Gosh, I'm so jealous of my brother right now... You're so beautiful. He really nailed the jackpot when time came to date a guy. And so faithful to him too. God, almost makes me wish I could just steal you off him. It's a shame you've come to swing the other way now.

- So, you said you hadn't always been a gay guy, right? Say if you were still flying straight... how do I look to you?

- Eee he he, thank you. And would you put any moves on me were you still to run with a girl?

- Oh, that's fine. You don't need to answer. I'll know of all in time. Would you be up for putting some on me right *now*???

- Mmm hmm... Buuut...?

- Oh, you don't need to be frightened. You're not cheating on a guy if a girl just wants to suck you off some, right? If he's a dom, then I'm sure he won't put his mouth anywhere near where I'm thinking of putting mine.

- Come on, undo your pants. You don't need to be scared. I mean... is there something I shouldn't know about? What have you to hide, anyways?

- Listen, I don't kiss and tell. Our little tryst will be kept in confidence, so what are you waiting for?

- (Pause)

- <perplexed, repressed disdain> Hmmmnn... okay well, it's clear to see who tops who in the relationship you and my brother have. It's apparent you don't pitch.

- Well, funny enough that's been a thing my brother has this jibe about. Are you sure you're in a balanced relationship?

- Well, alright, convince yourself of anything you want. But hey, if you want sucked, I'll still give it. It'll be a bit... well, it'll have headroom for my mouth to maneuver.

- [Improv wet sucking noises, followed by choking gasp]

- <coughing> Fuck, wow! Did you *have* to neglect warning me you were gonna cum?! What a quickshot! Makes me wonder if my brother likes baby-dicked sissies.

- A'right, sheesh, I'll apologise for embarrassing you just as soon as you apologise for exploding in my mouth like that.

- (Pause)

- <cough> ...thanks.

- Well, there is something I'd like to make up with you about. Something to clear the air between us...

- [Improv chuckling as you remove bottom-wear]

- <sinister, cackling> Your honour, I'd like to present to you my female morningstar. The destroyer of all my brother's relationships.

- Why are you making that face...?

- (Pause for listener decrying your physiology)

- <repulsed, stricken> Are you fucking kidding me?! After I suck you off, you call me a boycunt freak and an emotional vampire?! Fuck me, you're disgusting! You *and* my brother... no wonder you get along so well; you share a hate for girls with cocks with the scaremongering excuses to go along with it.

- Don't tell me who to go off and fuck inside my own home! You've shown your true colours to me and I'm gonna serve you just what a nasty, internally ugly cretin like you deserves!

- Oh yeah, I would. Also, don't you mean "everyone *tells themselves* girls never fuck boys"? "Girls don't fuck boys", fucking jock schoolboy myth if I ever heard one. See, sometimes a girl with a cock fucks a boy because she fancies him so much she wants him to break out of his masculinity and show his softer side to her. Other times she fucks him to prove a point, and afterwards he'll never see the light of day in that girl again... much to his regret... and boy am I gonna make you regret having ever called me a fucked-up amalgam of mismatched genitalia.

- It's up to you which way to put it, but if you want my professional opinion, I'd say while you're sitting there with your quaking legs and clammy palms, you'd do well to let me teach you the difference... starting right now.

- <gasp> Kick me in the tits, why don't you?!

- [Improv combat and struggling]

- Why the fuck are you fighting me off? Your efforts perfectly emulate your penis size: miniscule!

- (Body-drop SFX) Down you fucking get, you stupid faggot! There you go, literally putting my foot down to your sorry ass.

- [Improv sigh]

- I can't tell who I'm disappointed in most: you, or my brother for dating a needle-shafted coward. After feeding me that sickening venom I'm not sure I even want to nail a fetid fuck like you. But it's the best way I know of to get back at my brother.

- Frankly in this case, I'm doing him a favour, so I'm really playing heads-or-tails. I mean, what guarantee is there you won't turn your back on *him* where convenient?

- None? Well, the proof is in the pudding, isn't it? I think I'll take a prawn cracker off your bag and see what's your horoscope for the day.

- [Improv munching, expressing satisfaction in taste]

- <talking with mouthful> Oh god, shut the fuck up. A girl can pretend; fortune cookie, prawn cracker, all semantics really.

- According to my divinations, your cock will burst like a broken faucet the minute I rip your cute little anus red, you'll squeal like a little bitch from rough sex, my brother will walk in and you'll make empty apologies and promises you don't mean to keep to him. Last of all, you'll join my harem, starring me and my brother's ex-girlfriends.

- So there you have it. It's been prophesised by the holy spirits themselves: your ass is never gonna be the same after tonight, you're never gonna get together with my brother again after tonight, and you're never gonna forget what your decrepit, rotten mouth has earned you.

- Now you're gonna stay right down while I rip the butt of your pants open. And that of... oooh, panties? No need for anything drastic to those, really. Just peel them aside and... hmm, let's get to tenderising your little boy-pussy.

- I'm kneeling on top of your brittle back with both of my nice, strong legs; why do you think you have a chance of pushing me off and running for the hills?

- In saying that, that *is* really funny the way you're pushing your arms to fruitlessly try and raise your back. Give me one-hundred, you filthy faggot grunt!

- Mmm, I can get used to my legs having a nice human rocking chair while my fingers wrangle left and right deeper inside your dirty asshole. Don't worry, I'll be counting every stroke of struggle in your arms as well.

- So... just so I know what I'm dealing with... has my brother ever really fucked your ass?

- Yeah it's my damn business; my cock's gonna hold shares with your little love tunnel! At the end of the day, it's gonna buy off any influence my brother and all the dildos that's been in there has ever had.

- I mean if you don't wanna say, it's no loss of mine, let me tell you. I'm not the one who's gonna have red rum run down their bruised starfish if things go badly. Besides, if my brother *has* fucked your ass, then it's you learning the difference between an okay fuck and a fantastic one. And if he *hasn't*...? Oooh hoo hoo...!

- By the way, you've barely been up to thirty, private pencil-dick. <sharp> Out of shape, soldier! Stop pushing and lay flat, I'm going in!

- (Pause for insertion, add vocal cue as desired)

- <groan> Shuuut up, you fuuucking cunt...! Your ass tearing isn't any problem of mine. And my ears shouldn't have to suffer for it.

- Fuck's sake, I fingered you already. It was better than no preparation at all. If you're gonna carry on wailing I'm just gonna let my brain count pulses from munching on prawn crackers for the duration of all this.

- [Improv munching]

- <patronising, talking with mouthful> Reaching for that pillow up there, are we? Aww nope, sorry, not for you.

- [Optional pillow throw SFX] <cheerful> Wheee!

- No, I don't want you to cover your mouth either! You're going to scream from my cock and there's fuck-all you can do about it! Although... would you like a prawn cracker? They taste great, don't they? Take your mind off the painal I'm gonna give you for sure!

- 'Ere you go, big boy. Don't eat it *just* yet; you'll need the thing intact to muffle your yelling and wailing.

- <childish> Oh nooo, you dropped your cracker! And you can't be eating stuff off the floor, it's unhygienic. Nnn, it worked while it lasted. Another one?

- No, I told you, you're not allowed the pillow for cushioning your screaming.

- Alright, suit yourself. No cracker. Don't mind if *I* do, then. [improv munching, expressing satisfaction in taste]

- How do I compare to my brother, eh hot stuff? Do I fuck like a train? Or a monster?

- Heh, defy me in voice all you want but that hard-on I'm feeling pressing itself on the floor is acknowledging the superior specimen here.

- <sadistic> Wow... are you crying?! What the actual fuck?! You pathetic little queer! Don't tell me a stranger's dick raping your ass making you hard is giving you an emotional meltdown. Fuck, it is...

- [Improv slapping, sex intensifies]

- Fuck, you're pathetic. Come on, gay boy, let's see those sissy moves. <slap> Twerk that ass, roll your shoulders, just make me feel good with your faggot body.

- But you are, you fucking homo. Dating my brother and loving him means you're fucking gay. And you're a catcher too. You take a dick, you catch. Everyone knows that dudes that catch can't really be straight.

- <hissing, derisive> Pitch?! With *your* pin-pricked excuse of a "cock"?! Don't be fucking stupid! One of those sex-change trans-girls would make more of a pitcher than you! God, you think like a little brat.

- [Improv giggling and slurping noises]

- Mmph, your tears taste so fucking good! Nothing that can compare to a prawn cracker, though. <mock sympathy> Oh, I'm sorry, that dry salt from my prawn cracker eating drawing out the moisture must really sting, huh?

- [Improv munching]

- But I don't care. Eating delicious snacks while leaving a crumby mess all over your back as I rape you and drink your tears in between to quench my thirst... all while knowing my brother'll be home to watch this any minute soon, really is the life.

- <sadistic> God, a guy who cries so much... you almost cry as much as my brother in his room after a break-up. Sometimes I wonder if the future of our menfolk isn't fucked.

- <chuckling> God, shut the fuck up! It's only a dry butt-fucking I'm giving you, no need to scream to the great reaches of Mount Everest about it!

- I'll make this easy, you can stop crying and *try* to enjoy becoming a little cock-sleeve, or you pretend blood joins your tears in being strained from your eyes whilst I nab your little noggin in a sleeper hold. What's it gonna be?

- <imitating, mock childish> Waaah! Waaah! Nnn hnn hnn, pah-weese staaahhhp! <revert to normal, sadistic tone> No, I'm never gonna stop. Hell will freeze over before I pull out without shooting a thick splooge in you.

- Fuck, a guy's crying face. It's so wrong and unseemly it's just making me harder. Harder and growing thicker. I think I've just found my new penis growth trick. Should be a porn ad.

- <moaning> Move like this you fucking whore. C'mon you unfaithful little faggot slut, keep moving like the good little bitch you are. There you go, now show me how that useless pin-prick of yours wobbles and flails.

- Gosh, you're such a good slut. So eager to get violated like only bitch-in-heat you knows how. That face you make just as you're having the living shit choked out of you as well.

- <giggling frantically, losing composure> Prawn cracker?!

- Mmm, that's a good boy. Tasty, aren't they? I think I'm bleating at this point.

- [Improv kissing]

- What was that yelp for?! Oh... did I batter your prostate? *Now* do you see? My brother could never have done *that*. Can never fuck you *this* deep...

- Open your fucking eyes, you fucking bent little sow! This is something your brother could *never* achieve. My brother can never make you feel this good. *I* can, only *I*! You should be fucking thankful for all that lovemaking my primal cock sees fit to bestow upon you!

- Oh? Is that right? Are you actually...?

- "Keep fucking you"? Let me hear that, one more time. Make that two. Come on, beg me! "I want you to plunge that thick alpha girl-cock deep inside me!"

- Yes! Now, once fucking more!

- <gleeful> Ni-hi-hiiice...! Good, good boy... It's been a long road to being honest with yourself, but I think-

- [Pause, mix with concerned groan]

- <malicious> Well well, speak of the devil... <to listener, hushed and frantic> Nooo, don't wriggle away now...! <stern, to brother> And you... not so fucking fast.

- Nuh uh, don't listen to your babe, brother it's *exactly* what it looks like.

- Never imagined it, huh brother? You come to an epiphany after losing so many of your girlfriends to me, that I might never fuck a guy away from you. Protective measure, right? You go gay, you'll never be cucked again, is that it? I have to say, that is pretty damn inspired... downright clever, even!

- But as luck'd have it, *you* just learned all love, even that between two men can be snuffed out. <firm> Now do you fucking mind?! I'm busy finishing rubbing one out in your boyfriend!

- [Continue improv sex noises]

- <chuckling, condescending> What the fuck are you still standing there for, you gormless piece of shit? Something about watching me fucking a guy oiling your gears just right? Do you wish that was you? In your dreams, loser. But you're welcome to stay and watch.

- No, sweetie, let my brother decide! He picks if he loves watching himself get cucked or if he gets his head outta his ass.

- <pretend to sound masculine> "I'm so fucking dead?!" <mocking, childish> Oh no, your boyfriend's going to attack and kill us, whatever will we do?! <blurt with mocking laughter, using normal voice> Please, you fucking sweat-bag, I *dare* you to try and do shit about it! I'm rolling in my grave to know what it is you can actually do to stop me, considering you couldn't even keep me from fucking a *guy*.

- God, just shut up and stop telling me I can't fuck your boyfriend; he's staying glued to my cock and that's that. And those prawn crackers? You thought those were your and his to share alone as part of some lifelong promissory seal? Nuh-uh.

- [Improv munching, expressing satisfaction in taste]

- Haaa, that beautiful sound of munching on the prawn crackers made by your boyfriend's dad's *sooo* reminiscent of the sensation in your heart right now. I can just hear the hurt *begging* to fly right out of your tear ducts.

- Oh baby, you can apologise to my brother all you want but never forget why he's lost so many pussies to fuck. And an ass, it would seem. <mock guilt> Oooh, I know, you were *this* close to finally deserving each other. Two faggots in eternal harmony together, till death do you part, right?

- Well, you pathetic, bent little shit-licker? Do you want me to finish up in your boyfriend already or do you actually enjoy the sight of me wrenching your heart through wrenching He Who You Thought Was The One?

- I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna take your boyfriend into labour and get him pregnant! Shoot it all inside *my* new boyfriend, who's now my wife. I'll cum and turn him into a woman!

- [Improv orgasm]

- Wooow, what a sight, eh? A splash of messy, red-tainted cum all over your traitor's ass. That's what I call a summer fruit parfait...

- Oh hoo hoo, look at *that*! I think you're at that bit of the trimester already. You're groaning so unsettlingly but just from rubbing your tum-tum the baby's really healthy and literally kicking. C'mon, honey, react! Say to me and my brother you're feeling our loving baby kick your tummy!

- <lovestruck, husky> Oooh, that's a nice announcement... make sure you're eating for two, okay honey?! Shall we make a start on that? Mmm, okay. Here, baby. The very last prawn cracker to go.

- <giddy, excited> Go ahead, let's hear that munch, honey! That crashing of teeth on crisp flavour to plunge that final knife into your boyfriend...!

- <lovestruck> Fuck, that's perfect! X marks that fucking love spot!

- <sigh> And just looking at *you* now... how pathetic. I just railed a guy; your ex-boyfriend no less, in front of your gormless cuckold ass and blown his belly to unmanly proportions... and you did fuck-all.

- So how about it, gay-boy? Finally giving up the *entire* dating game now that I've just thrown *all* options for lifelong monogamy right out the window? Nothing will love you unconditionally, brother, not even if you fucked an alien at this point. That's how hopeless and pathetic you are...

- And you, my lovely baby-bearer? Be sure to introduce your parents to their new "daughter-in-law" and your new husband whenever I swing round by your place. They'll need a good point of reference as they raise their maternal grandchildren. Oh, and don't doubly forget to ask your pap to bring more of those prawn crackers when he comes back! They're delicious.

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