Dan's Punishment Chapter 7 (Patreon)

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Chapter 6 

Chapter 7

Dash was having a problem. Those certain thoughts he always tried to ignore kept coming up at the worst of times. His dreams were dominated by guys, guys, guys…

For weeks now, he kept having dreams about doing all kinds of pervy stuff. Some felt so real and others felt like memories...memories of stuff he hadn’t done before. (Memories from Dan)

~Dash’s Memory Theater~

He woke up in Danny Fenton’s bed and he was naked. ‘Why am I naked in Fenton’s room?’ He thought with a blush. It was morning, and Dash couldn’t remember why he was here. Then all thoughts drained away as he spotted a large tent in Fenton’s sheets.

His body moved, pulling the sheet back and gazed at Fenton’s cock. ‘That’s a pretty nice piece Fenton.’ The thought crossed his mind. ‘Gah...what am I thinking.’ His body moved on auto pilot and he began to lick Danny’s cock. ‘Why am I doing this? Fuck his crotch is sweaty?’

He proceeded to lick the morning sweat from Danny’s cock and balls, he licked up and down the shaft. While Dash had no idea what he was doing his body moved and did it so diligently. He could smell Danny’s manly musk, spiked with arousal as he cleaned his crotch. He licked every inch, licked his sack, sucked on each nut, before taking both balls into his mouth, his nose pressed into the base of Danny’s dick. ‘What’s up with this flavor and smell...it’s...it’s...it’s...so good!’ Dash’s cheeks burned as his body danced to the script left for him.

It ends in a blow job. Dash sucks his dick, hard and slow, savoring every inch. He has no gag reflex to speak of. ‘So big!’ Dash thought, he took it all into his mouth and throat, until his nose was buried in Danny’s pubes. ‘The hair is tickling my nose, the smell is so strong here!’

His head got fuzzy as he fell into the motions. It’s not like he could stop it. His brain sparking every time he deepthroated Fenton’s cock. ‘What is this? I feel...so hot…’ Dash felt his penis throb.

He sucked cock for what felt like forever. ‘Damn it Fenton just cum already!’ He’s jerked off plenty of times but never lasted this long. He felt his dick twitch, more and more. ‘No...not like this...not like this…’

His climax tips and he moans around Danny’s shaft. He came from sucking Danny’s dick, and even though that shook him to his core, his body kept sucking the cock. When Danny finally came, Dash drank it, feeling a weird sense of pleasure that he got his treat. ‘So much cum!’ Dash thought as the spunk shot out and filled his belly. He didn’t waste a drop, swallowing it all.

“Mmm, Morning!” Danny woke up, and was smiling down at him.

End Memory Theater

This was part of Dan’s punishment, and he shared his memories with Dash. The experience feeling so real, like an actual memory for him. Dash looked down and saw the wet stains in his sheets. “I can’t believe I had a wet dream about Fenton!”

It kept happening. These dream-like memories…

Fenton was fucking him in his shower. After breakfast, he fucked his mouth and fed him his “protein shake”. Dash served as a cock warmer as Danny played video games. He served as Fenton’s seat as he studied, he ate Fenton out as Fenton rattled off what he was studying.

It was weird, he remembered stuff he didn’t study for, like he really was there…

Then he could remember these weird rewards. When he was a good boy Fenton would reward him; jerking him off with his hands or feet, playing with his nipples until he came, fingering his ass not just till he came but milking him too. It felt so good it hardly seemed real.

There was stuff that didn’t make sense, even in those thoughts he tried to bury he was still the top dog. Now there was the sheer sign of submission. In these dreams he was always the bottom, obeying Fenton’s every wish or whim, and some part of him liked that. It warped any other dream he had.

Sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night and tried to go back to sleep. That’s when he had more dreams, the dreams he tried not to think about. It was like someone had found his secret stash and brought it out, edited it and played it for him on loop.

~Dash’s Dream~ (Edited by Dan)

Normally Dash’s dream went like this. Kwan or Dale would come into the showers while he was showering. Fall to their knees at his manliness, and he’d make them suck his dick or he’d pound their ass.

Not anymore…

Dash was in the showers when Kwan and Dale came into the room, ready to wash up after practice. “Hey guys...see something you like?” He put his hands behind his head and flashed his hard cock.

Suddenly he found himself surrounded. “Guys?” His confidence crumbled. They chuckled and used a towel to tie his hands behind his back. “Hey!”

Dale got his fingers wet and began to finger Dash’s ass. Kwan  grabbed his dick and began pumping it vigorously. “Ah ah ah hey!” His legs got weak.

One finger became two, and then three, and Dash had his insides stirred up. With Kwan beating his meat so fast his balls were bouncing. “Fuck cumming!” He cried out shooting his load and the evidence getting washed away.

Dash crumbled to the ground, the towel vanishing into dream smoke, ending on his hands and knees. “We are sick of your attitude Dash!” Dale spread his cheeks and slapped his ass with his cock.

“You belong to us now.” Kwan slapped his face with his dick.

Dash couldn’t speak, he was in a daze. Their cocks were so big, Kwan’s cock may not have been as long as Dale’s but it was so thick!

Dale thrust in making Dash gasp. Kwan took the chance to stuff his mouth. Dash gagged a little on his cock as he was penetrated from both ends. The two moaned and began to spit roast the blonde stud. Dash’s eyes rolled up as he was used by his teammates.

He took all of Dale’s cock, his stomach bulging from the length. Kwan fisted his locks, holding him steady as he fucked his mouth. Dale held his hips, pounding him with every inch he had.

The sound of running water faded away, the heavy clap of skin striking skin drowning it out. Dale fucked him harder and faster, his pelvis clapping against Dash’s ass. His cheeks bouncing and jiggling with every thrust. Kwan’s balls clapped against Dash’s chin, he fucked his mouth and throat.

Dash came as he was fucked, and to add insult to injury, he came again when they came inside him. They filled his ass and mouth. The last thing he saw before he woke up was the other guys on the team, naked and hard, coming for him.

~Dash’s Dream End~

He woke up to a messy bed and cum stained sheets. Dan had edited many of Dash’s old dreams. Anything involving Danny had to be run through the boss, but anything else he was allowed to have some fun with. Dan enjoyed messing with Dash a little bit too much. He even added some dreams where Dan got to play with him, he was taking out some of his old grudges. Sharing his experiences with Danny with Dash was just a benefit.

These dreams still felt like dreams, they didn’t feel real unlike the memory-like ones. He thought he was past this stuff, but it just kept playing. He was having a hard time looking at his boys and not remembering the dreams. He was popping boners left and right. Without thinking he put some distance between him and his jock bros.

He didn’t know it, but when Dan overshadowed him, he could take control of him fully. In moments where Dash tried to take out any frustrations on Danny he took control as ordered. Dash had pushed Danny around for too long, it was time for some punishment.

Having Dan share his experiences with Dash was his idea, it was dealing punishment and teaching a lesson, killing two birds with one stone. He did get hands on with Dash after Dan took him over.

This continued to happen, you’d think he’d learn but Dash was as stubborn as Dan, only without the years of experience to hone that stubbornness into something productive.

He sought Danny out for a “pounding” he got one, just not the one he expected. He tried to jump him before first period, but Dan took him over. Dan made Dash play with his own nipples while Danny jerked him off, just as he came Danny pulled his underwear up making him cum in his own boxers or briefs, depending on the day.

Dash was left in the closet, no memory of how he got there, with cum soaked underwear. He was late for class and got detention for it. ‘Goopy!’ his underwear clung to his crotch.

He tried to get Danny again during Study Hall. That just landed him in Danny’s lap. Dan took control dropped his pants and boxers and Danny spanked him. He turned the jock’s ass cheeks a lovely shade of red. Dan wanted to protest this punishment but the masochist in him kinda liked it.

Once again he ended up with no memory of what happened but just spent the day sitting on his sore ass, as Dan continued to pin up his most pervy thoughts.

He tried to bully Danny in the locker rooms, thinking he had some form of home field advantage there. It just landed him with Dan in the driver’s seat sucking Danny’s cock in one of the stalls.

Dash didn’t know what happened and Danny avoided getting some new bruises. Dan didn’t admit it but he got to enjoy sucking Danny’s dick, even if it was in another body.

This continued for weeks...Dash’s frustrations only growing because of his own stubbornness. Since he didn’t get Fenton today, he’d get him tomorrow. He couldn’t even get off when Dan checked out for the day.

When he tried to jerk off thinking about “proper” things, that’s when he got these day dreams. His fantasies shifted into something that felt more real. Even now he could remember what Fenton’s cock tasted like, what he smelled like, how warm he was. Now when he looked at the Fentons he felt a weird stirring in his loins, one familiar like a sense of deja vu.

To be continued...Checkmate!