Treycore gripped even tighter around his neck. Now, Kid couldn't breathe at all. He felt light-headed. If Treycore maintained his grip, he was going to pass out. Spots danced around the jungle and Treycore's head as Kid felt his consciousness steadily slipping away.
The spots grew larger and darker.
Treycore released his grip.
Kid instinctively pulled away from Treycore's lips, gasping for air.
Treycore’s fingers wrapped around the back of his head and pulled him back into their embrace.
Kid pulled away. He didn’t have a choice. His instincts wouldn’t allow him to put himself in danger again, even though he wanted it so desperately.
Treycore maintained his control, keeping his lips right before Kid’s as he sniffed. Kid felt disgusting. He knew he smelled foul to higherlings.
As Treycore's lips returned to his, that thought vanished. This time, Treycore's kiss was soft. It was a relief to Kid's lips, which were starting to feel numb from the intensity of Treycore's previous oral assaults.
Heat and pressure built in Kid’s chest. His penis was hard…painfully hard. It felt like he'd been blue-balling for months and needed relief.
They stroked their pelvises against each other. The stimulation only made the sensation even more unbearable. His body, in an attempt to save him from pain and torture, urged him to escape, prodding him to the side.
His heel hit a root stretching out from the bottom of the tree trunk. He fell back. The tail of his spine slammed against a pointed rock.
He shouted. Another surge of pain. Not the sort he craved from Treycore. Just wildly uncomfortable.
He wasn’t going to let it interfere with this moment. He unfastened his belt and wiggled his still-buttoned jeans and boxers down to his heels, exposing his fully erect penis, the skin taut against his muscle. Kicking his shoes off, he collected the clothes together in a pile beside him.
Treycore pounced on top of him. They kissed and rolled across the jungle floor. Rocks and branches stabbed into Kid's ass, sides, and shoulder blades. In an effort to lessen the discomfort, he dug his fingers into Treycore's back.
Treycore straddled Kid’s pelvis. He ripped Kid’s t-shirt off over his head.
He grimaced down at Kid’s pecs and abs, his gaze lingering on the cuts and scars that tainted the mortal’s otherwise perfect flesh.
Kid was ashamed of them. He didn’t want Treycore to see those vulnerabilities. In an effort to distract Treycore's attention, he forced another kiss on him.
Treycore lifted his pelvis off Kid, grabbed his hips, and flipped him onto his stomach. He stroked Kid’s ass crack with the bulge in his jeans. Kid pressed his butt into Treycore's pelvis, feeling that absurdly large bulge. He remembered how big it was. It was going to be far too much for him to handle. Kinzer wasn’t nearly as big as Treycore and that had seemed nearly impossible.
Still, he wanted it inside him.
“Please…” Kid begged. His body ached with hunger—hunger for Treycore's torture.
Treycore grabbed Kid’s hair, covered with sweat. He intertwined his fingers in the locks and yanked back.
The sting in Kid’s scalp sent a jolt of excitement racing down his back.
Treycore put his mouth against Kid's ear. His breath rushed just behind Kid's lobe, reminding Kid of their first sexual encounter. “The more you scream, the more it's gonna hurt.” Treycore didn't sound angry like he had when he was yelling at Kid. He sounded playful, teasing.
A swirl of desire stirred in Kid’s chest. Kid didn't figure Treycore would deliberately give him a serious injury, but he was worried that Treycore would underestimate his own power or overestimate Kid's.
It was a risk he was willing to take.
Treycore unzipped his jeans.
Kid gulped.
Treycore rolled off him. “Get over here and suck on me,” he said, lying beside him.
When Kid realized that he wasn't going to have to immediately take Treycore's immortal cock up the ass, he was relieved. He wanted to hurt. Not to die.
Treycore undid the top button on his jeans and slipped them and his briefs halfway down his thighs.
That desire in Kid's chest stopped. Even time seemed to stop as he stared at Treycore's massive girth. Kinzer's had been large for a human. It was bigger than anything he'd ever had to take, even when he was forced to fuck for Jerry. But it could still reasonably fit in his ass without making him worry that it might tear into major organs.
Treycore’s had to be at least fifteen inches, but the length wasn't what intimidated Kid. It was so wide around that he figured he couldn’t even get one hand all the way around its circumference. And although Treycore's mushroom-shaped head suggested that there would be some subtle help in adjusting to the massive shaft, there was no way it would be able to get inside Kid without some serious effort. Even the idea of sucking on it seemed like an exhausting challenge.
Treycore stroked his cock with one hand. His longest finger wrapped around a little over half of its girth. Kid got on his knees and crawled to him. Treycore’s fine, blond locks spread across the black soil as he pleasured himself with his hand.
Kid ran his tongue along the rim of Treycore's cock’s head, slowly, carefully. His stomach knotted anxiously as his concern about taking that monstrous cock in hixs mouth intensified.
A translucent droplet formed at the tip of Treycore’s penis. Kid sucked it and swallowed. He slid his lips over the head, rocking back and forth. He was trying to gauge how easy it was going to be for him to get this bit in his mouth at least. The first quarter of the head was reasonable, and the sides were like slides, welcoming Kid's lips farther along. After that, he had to open his mouth as wide as possible to shove the engorged edges of the tip in. He folded his lips over his teeth. His nervousness about teeth intensified. He didn’t want to hurt Treycore. He didn’t want to do anything that would make him want to stop. He set his worry aside as he followed the edges of the tip with the first bit of the shaft. He licked around the head, swirling broadly, exhausting his tongue as it collected a thick film of pre-come. He massaged the head of Treycore's penis with his lips, moving up and down, up and down. In moments where he was back at the narrower part of the head, he gulped Treycore's pre-come and continued to slide his lips along the engorged edges of the head of his cock.
“Oh!” Treycore groaned.
Kid gripped both hands around Treycore's shaft and synced his lips and his hands in a broad, continuous, stroking motion. A thick, heavy load of pre-come spewed from the tip of Treycore’s dick. Kid sucked it in and pulled his head back, swallowing the treat and licking his lips.
Treycore tossed Kid a satisfied glare. Kid had only seen the foul, unpleasant, condescending side of Treycore. This side was frisky, playful, and fun. He liked it.
Kid lowered his head to Treycore's balls and licked between his nuts. The hairs lining the flesh of his sac were coarse and scraped against his tongue.
It didn't stop Kid. He assaulted Treycore's testicles, licking desperately at the blond-covered sac.
He pumped Treycore's cock with his hands, eyeing a blue web of veins just beneath the flesh of his balls. He licked along one and followed it to another, using it for navigation until he came to the edge of his sack. His mouth moved to the flesh under Treycore’s testicles. He kissed it lightly, then pressed his lips firmly against the skin and sucked as hard as he could.
He released Treycore's cock and wrapped his arms under Treycore's legs so he could press his lips even tighter into his flesh. A fit of passion rushed through Kid's body, and he impulsively pulled away from Treycore's balls and threw himself on top of him. Their mouths locked, and Kid slipped his tongue past Treycore’s lips. Treycore ran a hand up Kid's back, feeling with his finger along his spine. Kid slipped a hand under Treycore's button-up. Treycore had those wonderful abs! Kid hadn't thought he could get any stiffer, but the moment he felt those abs, his cock grew painfully harder. He broke his passionate kiss with Treycore
to catch a breath.
Treycore wrapped his free hand around Kid's neck and pulled him back into an embrace. Kid tried to pull back, struggling to breathe, but Treycore pressed kisses against Kid's lips. He ran his thumb along Kid's cheek. His other hand continued stroking his back. Treycore's finger pressed against where Kid’s spine had hit the rock. Kid whimpered like a fox with its leg caught in a trap. He twitched. His body attempted to convulse away from Treycore. Treycore gripped even tighter to Kid, his fingers digging into the spot that had stirred the reaction.
A rush of pain ripped through Kid, like shards of glass stabbing into his back. He balled up his hand and slammed it into Treycore's cheek. Treycore's face inched to the side. He clenched his jaw and grabbed Kid by the throat, staring him down. Kid's face flushed. He wanted to explain what had happened—that he had just been so overwhelmed with pain and acted instinctively. What was Treycore going to do to him now? He could effortlessly snap his neck if he wanted to. Or worse, he would just end this pleasurable experience.
Kid's eyes filled with fear. Sweat poured off his forehead and ran down his cheeks.
Treycore pulled Kid down so their faces were millimeters apart. Treycore's jaw relaxed. He moved his face closer to Kid's and brushed their lips together. He didn't kiss him, though. To Kid, it seemed as if Treycore was testing him to know if Kid wanted to continue. If Kid kissed him back, he would accept that as approval. If not, he would cease entirely. Kid didn't hesitate. He placed a soft, reassuring kiss on Treycore's lips before pulling away. Treycore glared at him suspiciously, as if he was still trying to read Kid—like he didn't understand him. Kid planted another soft kiss on his lips.
Treycore released Kid's neck and stroked the back of his fingers against Kid's face. Kid breathed heavily. Treycore kissed him again.
They breathed into each other.
Kid's erect cock slid under Treycore's button-up and moved against the grooves in his abs. The harder he pushed his penis against Treycore's abs, the more relief he felt, and he wanted relief so much. At the same time, he desperately wanted Treycore inside him. He didn't know how. He knew it wouldn't be physically possible—or at least, it might be the most unbearable experience of his life, but he wanted Treycore inside him. He wanted him to swell in his ass. He wanted to scream while Treycore forced it in him harder and harder, not giving him a moment to recover. He wanted Treycore to explode inside of him so his whipped cream load spewed out through the space between his asshole and Treycore's pulsating dick.
Kid's thoughts were getting him too close to climax, and he wasn't about to let that happen until Treycore had had his way with him—even if that left him paralyzed or worse. He pulled his pelvis back, so only the tip of his cock grazed up against Treycore's immortally perfect abdomen.
Treycore reached his hands into the placket of his button-up and gripped the material. With a swift rip, the buttons popped off. One smacked Kid between the eyes.
Kid shook off his surprise.
“Fuck.” He stared in awe at Treycore's flawless body.
It wasn't actually flawless. Now that Kid could see it under daylight, though his abs were jagged and ripped, they were obviously lopsided. His pecs were massive, but he had incredibly small nipples. As hairless as his chest was, he had the faintest of happy trails, which Kid was so enamored with that he dove his head straight to Treycore's waist to lick between the thin, blond hairs. He trailed his way up to his navel. Swirling his tongue into the shallow dip, he did his best not to miss any crevice.
His hands massaged Treycore's magnificent abs. They felt like smooth pebbles, cushioned by slightly dampened flesh. As Kid licked, he worked to get as much of Treycore's sweat inside him. Kid didn't know what had possessed him. The sweat didn't taste particularly great, but he felt this compulsion to consume as much of it as he could, as if it was water and he had gone days without a drink. In reality, it’d just been a few hours.
Treycore grabbed Kid by his hips. He sat up, bringing them face to face.
“I'm gonna come in you,” he said, his expression serious.
It was an expression that concerned Kid. He was hoping that Treycore was considering the logistics of sex. Clearly, it was all that he wanted too, but there was no way Treycore was going to be able to come inside him with ease, even having had all those men at Jerry's loosening him up for the past few years. However, Kid couldn't think with his rational mind. All he wanted was for Treycore to be in him—even if that meant that he was going to be ripped in half.
Kid pulled away and flipped on his stomach, exposing his smooth ass. Treycore flashed a smile that made Kid want to satisfy him even more.
Tear me open. Destroy me.
His erection stirred against the dark earth.
Treycore kicked his shoes off and slid his now ankle-high jeans onto the jungle floor. He crawled to Kid and kissed his ass with soft, tender kisses. He cupped his ass cheeks in his hand and kneaded his fingers into them. His mouth found its way to Kid's asshole. His tongue danced around the edges.
Kid closed his eyes, savoring the tingly sensations that rushed from his ass, through his abdomen, and into his chest.
“Ow!” Kid shouted.
Treycore had slipped a finger into his ass, fast and hard. Kid thought that perhaps it had been a painful warning for what their anal sex was going to feel like. He relished the sting.
Treycore slipped his finger in and out of Kid's ass.
The painful rubbing and ripping at his crack wall reminded him that they didn't have any lube, which meant it would be an even more painful experience than he had previously considered. Kid wasn’t sure that was such a bad thing.
“Ah!” Kid groaned.
Treycore had forced, not one, but another two fingers in. Kid dug his fingers into the damp ground.
“No, please…” he whined, but what he meant was, “More!”
Treycore kissed the base of Kid's spine softly as he continued forcing his fingers inside him. He lowered his head, collected saliva in his mouth, and spit a thick wad onto his fingers. As his moistened digits continued penetrating Kid's ass, they provided him with at least a modest form of lubrication, making the experience somewhat less painful.
Treycore pulled his fingers out. Kid took a breath of relief, but as he caught a glimpse of Treycore's shadow moving up him, he tensed and simultaneously wished that he hadn't. He felt soft flesh at his ass crack.
Kid wondered if Treycore had ever had sex with a mortal before. It didn't seem like he would have, considering his clear disdain for them. However, if he was having sex with him now, it seemed more than likely that he'd encountered this before and would be able to take the right things (like his inhumanly large cock and Kid's very humanly asshole) into consideration.
Kid glanced over his shoulder. Treycore looked worried, like he knew how much pain Kid was about to experience and like if there was anything he could do, other than not stick his penis inside him, he would be more than willing to help.
Kid nodded to Treycore. He wanted this arousing creature to know that he was fully aware of the consequences of what they were about to do and that he wanted to do it more than he'd ever wanted anything in his life.
Treycore put his hands on Kid's hips and lifted.
Kid took this as his cue and rose to his knees.
Treycore wiped the head of his dick against Kid's asshole.
Kid couldn't imagine how this was going to happen, and he really didn't want to. The more he tried to, the more impossible it all seemed.
Treycore leaned down and kissed behind Kid's ear. Kid whipped his head around and kissed him as Treycore pressed the tip of his cock against his ass crack. He pressed harder and harder.
Kid closed his eyes. A part of him hoped that Treycore wouldn't be able to get it in and would just give up. Another part of him wanted the whole thing in, destroying him.
The pressure against Kid's asshole built. The combination of the pain and the uneasy anticipation of the impending pain made hi
s body squirm. He crawled forward.
Treycore grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back. With his other hand, he finagled the tip of his dick into Kid’s hole.
Kid squinted. It didn't feel any worse than having the three fingers inside him, but he knew there was much more to come. Treycore massaged Kid's shoulder. He slid the head of his penis in.
Kid’s breath caught in his throat.
“I can't,” he said, realizing, despite his desire to have Treycore inside him, the extent of his limitation.
Treycore slid his cock's head farther inside.
“Ah!” Kid cried.
Treycore slid back out slightly. Then slipped it in just a little farther—until the bottom of the mushroom forced its way into Kid's ass.
“No!” Tears filled Kid's eyes. He pushed forward.
It was incredibly painful, but as his body attempted to reject Treycore’s massive weapon, all Kid could think about was how much he wanted it.
Treycore maintained his grip on Kid’s shoulder and kept him from moving.
“Please,” Treycore said as the base of his cock's head slid back out.
Kid's legs trembled. His breaths were quick, erratic. He dug his fingers even deeper into the ground.
Treycore worked the tip of his monstrous member back inside Kid, who tried to maneuver his ass to delay the sting of Treycore's spear. He was going to have to find a way to keep his body from rebelling against this massive intrusion.
He bit on his lip as he pressed his ass back, allowing the base of the head back in. He kept going until he was back at the place he'd had it in before.
“Stop, stop,” Kid whined. Tears mixed with his sweat and showered over the earth before him.
Treycore pulled out…just a little. He wiped his hand across Kid's back and slid his hand down to Kid's ass, massaging it gently.
As Kid's breathing settled, Treycore slid his shaft farther in.
Kid screamed out. He crawled forward. Treycore's eyes widened. His hands snapped to Kid's sides, and he crawled on his knees right behind him so his cock remained inside.
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