Streamers and a Stud: Ch. 17 - Part Three (Preview)

This is an in-progress update to chapter seventeen of Streamers and a Stud.

Author's note: Sorry for the late night upload guys. I was away from my PC most of the day, but here's the preview into the upcoming chapter. Currently at 7k words, this preview is just about half of that. I'm planning to have the rest uploaded in the coming days, hopefully by Sunday. The superbowl might delay that a bit though. I need some time to sort out the next few scenes, which will either prolong Emiru's arc or shorten it a bit. I actually forgot how much I tend to drag out descriptions and dialogue, but oh well. Progress is steady and that's a good sign!

Hope you enjoy this update! If you have any questions, shoot me a DM.

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And that was all Josh needed to hear. He stood up straight and stepped over the back of the sofa, crushing the below cushions and landing steadily before closing the distance between himself and Mizkif.

The panicked boyfriend recoiled as Josh got closer. He wasn’t about to turn and run. His ego wouldn’t allow him to, but it would’ve been his smartest option. “Hey! Just.. just fucking wait! Hold on,” he began to ramble out, pleading his case. “You can’t just fucking trust her outright! Don’t you want hear my side–”

He was cut off as Josh’s first punch landed. A powerful blow to the right side of his face. It sent Mizkif tumbling off the sofa, bouncing off the side of the coffee table and onto the ground. “Aghhh, fuck,” he groaned out in pain.

“No, I don’t want to hear your side, pussy,” Josh spat back as he moved in to continue his assault.

Emiru jumped back at the initial impact. She knew Josh was stronger. Mizkif had wrestled as a teenager and had a pretty stocky build, but he was simply no match for Josh. He had almost a foot of height advantage with wide set shoulders and the body and legs of a gorilla.

Regardless, the way he manhandled her boyfriend still shocked her. She was awestruck as Josh leaned down to grab Mizkif by the collar of his shirt. He proceeded to rain down brutal punches, one after the next, as Miz did his best to defend himself. Emiru bit her lip as she watched the beatdown she had orchestrated.

It was fucked up beyond imagination. Joshua, the man she was cheating on her boyfriend with, pummeled that same boyfriend right in front of her, at her request, aggressively and relentlessly as he whined and cowered like a little kid, and she was enjoying it. Fuck, she was loving it.

Josh lifted him up into the air by his shirt and tossed him across the room, sending him sliding on the hardwood floor. He crashed into a bookcase and a lamp before Josh reached him yet again. He cleared the debris off the bruised boyfriend and pounced on him to continue his onslaught, holding his defensive hands away with one hand and delivering his punches with the other.

“Emi! Help me!” Mizkif cried out in between groans and pained yelps.

“Fuck you,” Emi blurted out, reveling in the justified beatdown. “You called me a fucking slut. Me! Your girlfriend! You fucking deserve this. Don’t go easy on him, Josh!”

Mizkif could only hear ringing as Josh punched him repeatedly, but he managed to make out part of Emi’s response. “Fuck! I’m– ah! I’m sorry! I’m sorry, okay?”

She bit her lip. She loved how much power she had with Josh on her side. “It’s too late for sorries,” she mumbled, not loud enough for either of the men to hear.

Seeing her boyfriend get his ass kicked was unimaginably hot. A real man putting a boy in his place. Emiru simply couldn’t help herself. Her right hand quickly made its way down her body towards her cunt and she almost had to flinch away from her own warmth. She was more aroused than she had ever been, and it only took a few seconds of rubbing for her lower half to convulse into small orgasmic spasms. She slipped two fingers inside of her pussy and massaged her g-spot as she rode out the bliss.

Emiru hunched over and closed her eyes to enjoy her quick climax, listening to the beatdown as each punch landed. They were accompanied by cries of pain and harsh thuds, adding to the twisted pleasure.

The petite streamer saw stars as she nearly blacked out. Something dark inside of her was taking over. Every moment she spent with Josh converted her further into a cruel cheating bitch and she didn’t want it to stop. She enjoyed the corruption. Only a day with Josh and she’d already experienced more orgasms, more pleasure, more power, and more purpose than she had in her entire life. It was liberating.

When Emiru came to and finally looked back up, she could see her boyfriend still being roughed up, but Josh was no longer using his fists. He was stomping down on Mizkif’s head, his body, and kicking his sides, bruising his ribs and his abdomen. And by this point, Mizkif wasn’t defending himself anymore. His arms were limp at his side. They flinched every time Josh stomped on his head, and that sight renewed Emiru’s lust.

Josh was so fucking brutal, and she loved it.

She fingered herself to another orgasm and recovered from the overwhelming pleasure just in time to see the end of the beatdown. Josh roared out like an animal declaring its victory. He was breathing heavily too, proving he hadn’t gone lightly on the poor Mizzy Wizzy, as Emiru affectionately called him in the past.

She sat up slightly light-headed to watch as Josh pulled down his shorts. Taking out his massive cock, he steadied himself with his legs spread open, standing over the defeated man as Emi’s mouth dropped.

Surely he wasn’t about to do what she thought he–

And there it was. The loud flow of piss.

Josh was pissing right on her boyfriend’s face. Unconscious and bruised, Mizkif could do nothing to stop it. Emi’s slack-jawed expression slowly turned into an open-mouthed smile. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, giggling nervously at the sheer humiliation she was witnessing.

For all intents and purposes, Mizkif was her entire life for the past two years. He helped her move out from Kansas to the streaming hub of Austin, allowing her to escape a weird stalker in her hometown. He recruited her into OTK and introduced her to all of the friends she now had. He basically built her entire career as she exploded to over twenty thousand average concurrent viewers per stream. He gave her a place to stay and then, of course, they began dating.

He was her whole world, and throughout those tumultuous years, Emiru came to find that Miz valued his reputation above all else. He really valued what other people thought of him, and all he wanted was to be respected.

And now here he was, getting pissed on by her lover. The disrespect grew tenfold with context. At almost 100% accuracy, Josh’s flow never strayed from Mizkif’s face. It was like he was proving a point. Or trying to drown him. One or the other, and Emi couldn’t just sit back and watch anymore. She wanted to be a part of the debauchery, and now that Miz had been politely put to bed, there was nothing stopping her.

She stood up with wobbly legs and bounced over to her towering master. “Fuck. You really took it to heart when I told you not to go easy on him, huh?” Emiru asked, giggling and wrapping her hands around Josh’s waist to join him at his side. She looked up at him before kissing the side of his chest, trying to find any way to show her lust and appreciation.

“You liked it though, right?” Josh replied as Emi reached down to massage his heavy balls. She could feel the hum of Josh’s piss spray vibrate through his scrotum. It was powerful, pelting her boyfriend relentlessly.

“Liked it? I was masturbating the whole time. Oh my god.. the way you were stomping on his stupid head.. fuck!” she moaned as Josh reached his left hand over to grope her supple ass. His fingers explored between her cheeks and found that she was dripping wet.

“Jesus, you really are a naughty little slut, aren’t you?” he said as he slipped one of his large manly fingers into her warm cunt.

Emiru bit her lip at the name-calling and the penetration. “Yes, sir,” she moaned. “I am your naughty little slut. Yours. All yours. You own me. No one else has the balls to march in here, put me in my place, put my stupid boyfriend in his place, hehe, so I’m all yours. You stole me, and now you own me.”

She hugged him tightly to cap off her endless praise.

“You were just waiting for some stranger to show up and abuse you, huh? Fuck your whole life up and kick the shit out of Mizkif?”

Emiru growled back. “Not just any stranger! It would’ve had to have been a mega asshole like you. A nice guy would’ve never slapped me or choked me like you do, and he definitely wouldn’t have beat Miz up. It could’ve only been you.”

“Mhm. Here, I’m almost done. You can take over,” Josh replied, letting go of his cock as the aim strayed away from its target.

“Take over?!” Emi questioned, taking hold of his dick and barely being able to control it with one hand. It wasn’t fully erect but it was still massive to her. The tips of her fingers didn’t even meet as she refocused his piss back towards Mizkif’s battered face. He was bruised and bloodied, but the piss added a nice finishing touch. A neat little gloss that shined in the light.

“This is.. this is awesome,” Emiru mumbled in awe as she directed the piss around Mizkif’s face, to his closed eyes, forehead, and around his lips. “You have no idea how much he deserves this. He’s been such a fucking loser for so long. Always whining and trying to control me. Who’s in control now, bitch?”

They both looked down to watch Mizkif get peed on for a silent few moments. It was romantic in a depraved way. Standing side by side with her lover. Emiru finally chuckled to break the silence as the piss stream died down. She shook his cock to get the last remnants out.

“It’s funny,” she said. “He said my cosplays were slutty, which is why I asked you beat him up, but–”

“Wait, that’s what this is about?” Josh interrupted, almost laughing to himself. “But he was right. They are slutty, haha. You always make yourself look like such a cheap whore in those outfits. Really sexy, but extremely fucking slutty.”

Emiru giggled and rolled her eyes as she continued massaging Josh’s cock, feeling it harden and grow. “Awh, you really think so? Thank you, master! But.. see! This is why it’s so funny. Coming from you, that sounds like a compliment. But when this fucking idiot,” she began to say, kicking Mizkif’s side to emphasize her insult, “says it, it sounds so awful. I almost started seeing red when he said that shit. I turned into a completely different person at that point. Like, I wanted to hurt him so bad.”

“Well, I think I took care of that,” Josh replied with a smug grin.

Emiru looked up at him with love in her eyes as the two embraced into a long passionate kiss. They explored each other's mouths, with Emi on her tippy toes, right there next to Mizkif’s unconscious and soiled body.

“Yes, you did,” she said as they broke away. “And now, I’m going to take care of you.”

Biting her lip and maintaining eye contact, she sunk down to her knees and began showering his cock and balls with slow, loving kisses. She kissed every inch of his cock from below, letting the meaty length rest on her face.

In between her adorable smooches, she stroked his masculine ego and degraded herself further. “Your dumb.. bimbo.. sex slave is going to make you feel sooo good for beating up my meanie boyfriend.”

She pressed her face into Josh’s big balls, smothering her beautiful face and licking at his sack.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Josh moaned, letting Emiru do most of the work. He enjoyed taking charge, but she seemed determined to please him as a thanks, so he allowed her that freedom for now.

And she didn’t disappoint. Her eyes weren’t even visible now with how deep into his balls she had buried her face, knowing how much he liked this treatment.

“Mm, I’m glad you like that,” she cooed as she came up for air momentarily. “And if you keep beating Miz up, I’ll keep burying my stupid face in these big balls. All day and all night. I’ll be making out with your balls as you fall asleep and I’ll be there with your sack on my face when you wake up. Doesn’t that sound good, baby?”

Josh smirked at the idea. “You were going to do that anyway. With or without Miz involved.”

Emiru pouted as she pumped his cock with both hands. “Mmmm. Yes, obviouslyyy. A dumb bitch like me needs your balls like I need air, buttttt I was trying to sneak in the Mizkif thing. You kicking his ass on a regular basis.. wouldn’t that be awesome? Wouldn’t it be so much better if Mizkif was lying unconscious somewhere while we had our fun?”

Her conniving smile was all too easy to succumb to. Josh was almost worried at how evil she was getting.

“You’re not wrong,” Josh agreed.

“Eek! Good, good, awesome,” Emi replied happily. “We can be smart about it, of course, but I just need to see you hurt him more often. Every day, maybe..”

“Yeah? You want me to rough him up like I just did every day?”

Emiru kissed his balls a few more times before frowning. “I know it’s not possible. He has to stream and stuff.. but maybe every other day? Pleaseeeee?”

Josh couldn’t help but laugh. “Hey, I’m down, but I don’t think he can take it. He’s a pussy. He’d keel over before the week is done.”

“Ugh,” Emi groaned. “You’re right. A faggot like him.. way too fucking weak. You’d kill him way too quickly. It was just.. it was just so fucking hot..”

Josh grabbed his cock and slapped her face with it a few times. She stuck her tongue out to give him a nice wet target to batter, making her giggle and flinch as the monster cock abused her face.

“Well,” Josh began as he came up with an idea, “maybe we can do it again and record it this time so that you can rewatch it any time he pisses you off?”

Emiru’s face slowly beamed with excitement. “Wait, wait.. that’s actually genius. Oh my god, you.. you are so fucking smart. What the hell? No fucking wonder you’ve got me on my knees.. you’re a fucking mastermind. You’ve got this all planned out, huh? You knew the moment you met me that you were going to have me on my knees, didn’t you?”

“Ehh,” Josh mumbled. “I knew I’d have you as my sex slave way before I got here.”

Emiru gasped in genuine surprise, but she loved his confidence. “You motherfucker, hehe. That’s so hot! I was your target all along, huh?”

Josh didn’t reply as he was too distracted with her pleasurable tongue.

Emi was eagerly kissing his balls and licking his length to prepare for the brutal facefuck that was sure to follow. “Mhm, you knew all this would happen. You knew you’d get the big streamer Emiru on her knees worshipping your fat cock.. while her stupid boyfriend sits over there with piss on his face! Mmm! You knew I’d be easy. You knew I’d be a big slut for you..”

Emiru couldn’t wait anymore. Something about Josh made her want to debase herself in any and every way imaginable. With a wide open mouth, she took the tip of Josh’s cock in between her lips and quickly tried burying as much of his fat dick in her throat, immediately causing her brain to malfunction and her eyes to roll back into her skull for a brief second. That didn’t stop her though. She continued, stuffing inch after inch down her gullet. She knew that if she didn’t go fast enough, Josh would take matters into his own hands.

Her eyes began to water right away and her neck muscles strained as more and more of his cock disappeared down her throat. Her mouth was stretched obscenely to accommodate Josh’s ridiculous girth as saliva began to pool out of her mouth and down her chin.

“Fuck yeah, take that cock, bitch,” Josh grunted out. “God, that feels fucking amazing. You’re such a good slut. You’re useless at everything else, but this.. this is the one thing you’re good at.”

The backhanded praise jolted a burst of motivation throughout Emiru as she now wanted nothing more than to take his entire length on her own accord. She struggled forward for another few seconds, but even now, she had barely half of his fat cock down her throat.

It was impossible.

Slowly, she gave up and began backing away, letting the inches of cock fall out of her mouth.

Just as she was about to free herself and catch her breath for another attempt, Josh grabbed her by the hair and stopped her retreat.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, bitch?” Josh barked out as he harshly grabbed more of her hair to pull her back in. The progress she had given up was quickly regained with Josh’s aggressive assistance.

Emiru was more than happy to try deepthroating him again, but she wanted to get a new start with a fresh breath of air. Josh obviously had other plans. For some reason, he took her trying to breathe as a personal insult, something that she probably should’ve predicted would happen by now.

Regardless, Josh only wanted one thing. Pleasure. And her need to breathe wasn’t about to get in the way of that.

Three-fourths of his fat cock were now stuffed down the streamer’s throat, bulging her neck out almost comically.

“You’re not done until I fucking nut,” Josh spit out at her.

Emiru would’ve smiled if she could. This is exactly what made Josh stand out. He didn’t give a fuck about her. He treated her like an object. He abused her.

And she loved it. Putting her hands behind her back, she was determined to take all of Josh’s rough treatment, even if it meant passing out just like her pathetic boyfriend did. She’d lay here right alongside him and dream of Josh’s big cock happily.