It's story time!!!!!
Old story. Featuring Brian and Stewie from Family Guy.
Setting is from the episode "And then there were fewer"
"CLASSY PLEASURE"
"What must it feel...like" Brian thought to himself after a rather interesting argument with Stewie and his questionable orientation. Of course he's tried it. Brian recalls walking in on Stewie purchasing very PERSONAL items online using Peter's credit card. "It's a completely new type of pleasure," Stewie seemed to have read Brian's thoughts, "it's something that anyone can enjoy, regardless of what orientation they're from Brian, the truth is...I can't describe it through words...it's something you should try for yourself."
"So you're admitting that you've used a vibrator before..."
"That's not the point Brian, you see it wouldn't matter it I have or not, it wouldn't determine my sexual orientation. It's just a pleasure. Something people of both sexes can enjoy"
"You're beyond queer Stewie"
Before Stewie could say anything, Peter announced "we're here!" sure enough the front gates of the manor appeared. Both majestic and mysterious, the enormous black wrought iron gates slowly creaked open inviting the Griffins to the James Woods Manor, a huge, Victorian style mansion placed just a few hundred yards from a steep cliff that led to the ocean.
As Peter parked the car, Brian noticed the approaching of a dozen other vehicles. Joe, Quagmire, Herbert, and every other character that appears regularly throughout the season.
After a long discussion between everyone regarding why they were all mysteriously invited as the guest of honor to this particular mansion, they went inside and were greeted by a maid.
The maid led them to their rooms where suits and dresses were waiting to spice up the guests, Brian and Stewie were given their own room, and two fairly sized suits waited for them at the ends of their beds. Stewie quickly grabbed his only luggage, a small sports bag filled with who knows what and quickly stuffed in under one of the beds. Brian noticed how quick Stewie was to put away his luggage but didn't think there was anything Stewie could be hiding that he didn't already know of. Ak-47's, revolvers, sniper rifles, Rupert, what else could Stewie possibly have?
As Brian picked up his suit, he felt a little guilty for calling Stewie what he did when all he was doing was just explaining that you didn't HAVE to be gay in order to like pleasing your ass. And he was right. Hell on the Internet Brian remembered reading an article on the prostrate gland, and how stimulating it can give a male an overwhelmingly pleasant feeling.
"Stewie...I'm sorry if what I called you earlier hurt you...I just don't really think that those type of "toys" should be used on a man. It's just too similar to a dick"
Forget it man, I know what pleases you and it's perfectly fine, it's normal even, to like getting blowjobs, handjobs, heck anything that can make you cum. And of course men weren't created to like the feeling of being anally penetrated, but then again, why do so many guys do it...and enjoy it. I'm just trying to shed some light on why anal sex isn't as taboo as you might think it should be. But hey, I know you're not adventurous, and I don't blame you. But either way it's a pleasure that you'll never discover unless you try it. Well they told us to be down in half an hour. We should get down there to be first in line for the grub!!"
How do you know if there's even going to be any food, we don't even know who invited us here.
Stewie just stared...the card Peter got said banquet. Now whenever I attend banquets, I'm always welcomed with plates of delicious food, food that can't be bought in stores and sold exclusively to the rich. The card said banquet, this house must be worth millions and you can't have both without some sort of food. I'll go save us some spots
And with that, Stewie left the room, small footsteps quickly faded as he headed for the stairs.
Brian sighed, and sat on the bed. He stared at his crotch, his member was completely hidden away by his sheath, all except the tip. Brian gazed at his peeking cock and realized that his conversation on anal sex had somewhat aroused him. He began thinking of naked chicks, firm curved bodies, with the ass of a virgin and look of a slut.
Oh fuck it, Brian told himself as he quickly reached in his luggage for his playboy and a ball gag to keep him from making to much noise. He quickly strapped the ball gag in place as his erection quickly grew. He opened up the magazine with one hand and helped his cock reach a full erection with the other. With every turn of the page Brian quickly began pleasing himself. Moaning quietly with every stroke his gave his cock. As he turned the page however, something made him stop.
An advertisement page, showing off a new vibrator quickly reminded him of Stewie's argument.
As he continued holding on to his stiff member, slightly wet from the precum that oozed out...he began debating with himself on whether he should try it.
After telling himself that either way no one was going to ever find out if he tried it just then and there...and besides it wouldn't really be gay...it would just make him curious.
So with his right hand rubbing him off, he began collecting his precum in his left hand as he stood up, bending over just a little to give him easier access to his "virgin hole"
After his left hand began dripping with his own warm precum, he reached over to his backend and began running his fingers around his hole, the soft feeling began to arouse him. Now wet and slick he started poking at his hole while he continued to rub himself off. The feeling of his tight opening recieving his thick finger, started making him moan louder than when he was just masturbating. He threw himself on the bed, his belly facing up and his legs spread apart and lifted in the air, as he began to get his finger deeper inside him. The warmth of his hole was an invitation to his cold, wet finger. He stopped fapping, and placed his right hand, full of precum down to his rear end and relubed himself as he took his finger out. A quick flash made him jumped, instantly forcing his right middle and index finger inside him.
That was amazing! Brian thought to himself, completely forgetting the flash. He sat up on the bed, not fully satisfied, his legs quivering reminding him that he has yet to climax. He looked at the magazine once again. He was staring at the vibrator...wondering how he would respond to it. The page not only showcased the mysterious toy, but also told of how to acquire it.
Behind this ad...is the mail-in card that let's you order your very own!!! Boasted the ad in huge block letters under the vibe. He turned the page...but saw no card, only the part that remains when someone tears out the card. Stewie...Brian wondered if Stewie was the one who teared out the mail-in card.
A noise made him jump up and quickly lose his erection. Something seemed to have dropped on the other side of the bed, so Brian climbed over the bed to have a look. He saw Stewie's small bag, and a rock beside it. Picking up the rock he wondered how it got in the room. The thought was quickly lost however, as he then stared at stewie's bag with curiosity.
Would he really bring something like THAT on this trip? His curiosity got the best of him as he unzipped the bag and dumped out it's contents. A revolver, of course, Rupert, some books, a yoyo...and black box.
He opened the black box and quickly regained his erection with what he saw inside. A bottle of EZ Lube, a toy disinfectant, and the vibrator that was advertised in the magazine. He picked up the lube and toy in his hands. He closed his eyes and squeezed the vibe, imagining what it would be like to have that in him. With that another flash stunned him and he looked around puzzled, he noticed how the sky was darkening with some clouds so he figured it was only lightning and quickly set his mind on the toy. He climbed out of the bed, unhooked the ball gag and knelt on the floor. Setting the vibe on the bed he slowly wrapped his tongue around the member of the toy. He stopped. What the hell am I doing? This is by far the most gayest thing he's ever done. He would never suck a dick...but then he thought to himself...I've blown myself before. This is just like that, I'm not doing it to please a man...it's to please me. And with that he shoved the length of the vibe deep down his throat with ease. The practice he's had with his own cock made this a lot easier than he thought. Once the full length was down his throat, he switched on the vibe and began to feel unbearably aroused. Another flash. He stroked his cock furiously as the vibe continued to send waves of pleasure down his spine. He was getting close to peaking when he stopped. His cock began oozing out what would have been his ejaculation as he switched the vibe off an pulled it out of his mouth.
Without thinking, Brian quickly sprang up, put the ball gag back over his mouth, and opened the bottle of lube. His sex drive was in full motion. He splattered tons of lube into his hand and began lubing his rear, inserting one, two, three fingers inside his tight opening feeling the warmth his cavity had to offer. He then poured more lube on his hand and soaked the vibrator with all the lube his hand collected. He bent over against the wall and with one hand on the wall for support he aimed the tip of the toy at his hole. Dwarfing the thickness his own fingers gave him, he began to moan loudly, the ball gag muffling only a little as the toy went deeper inside him. He closed his eyes tightly, shook his legs ferociously, as the vibrator thickest point tore his hole apart to the point of pain. Tears dripped down his shut eyelids, sweat began tensing him as he reached for the switch on button.
His muffled a loud yell as the sensational of a vibrating dildo quickly brought him back to his knees. He felt each and every wave if pleasure the vibe began giving him as it vibed inside him, stimulating his prostrate with a feeling words couldn't describe. Another flash. Fuck it he didn't care about the weather, the feeling was just too great. He managed to slowly bring himself back up and with his left hand on his left leg,, he began stroking himself to further stimulate his sex hormones. He moaned loudly with every stroke feeling like a million bucks when the vibe began to slip out, his left hand quickly grabbed the base of the toy, and shoved it back in making him jump and yell in pleasure. Another flash. He brought his left hand back to his quivering leg and continued stroking. Another flash. He moaned, and whined. His eyes shut tight as tears rolled down his cheeks, he was getting close. Each and every moan he gave got louder and higher until he yelled at the top of his lungs as his seed rushed out to spill against the wall. A couple of flashes. His entire body shook with every wave of semen that spilled out of his rock hard cock. He began crying from the overwhelming pleasure he had just experienced. His switched off the vibe, took off his ball gag and collapsed to the floor. He struggled to get himself to lay on his back. Once he did, he lifted his legs in the air and slowly took the vibrator out, tons on lube spilled on the floor as Brian moaned loudly.
It felt so good....so good....he managed to say as he let his tongue out smiling, satisfied completely with what he had just gone through...
After a while of relaxing Brian quickly disinfected the toy and put everything back the way it was. He used a towel from the bathroom to clean up the mess he had made. Once he saw everything was back where it was in the beginning his showered, cleaning his soft hole, no longer as tight as it used to be...and put on his suit...making sure no semen was on it. Content that he had just fucked himself with no one ever noticing he left the room smiling to himself...
Everyone was still talking downstairs, no one was suspecting a thing. After a while of wandering through the crowd he realized that Stewie was no where to be found. He asked Peter, Lois, Everyone and only got the response that Stewie never came downstairs. Brian gasped, horrified.
Stewie was sitting, on a horizontal support beam that formed the structure of the roof of their room. A pile of rocks next to him, and a camera (the ones that print out the picture right after it's taken) in his hand, Stewie saw everything that Brian had done from a high view. Stewie smiled looked at the pictures he took, pulled out his own stiffy and fapped away
THE END