For Dedrus, it was as if he’d pressed a button that had released painkillers in his spine. It was so relaxing, so delicious. He wanted so much more.
“I’m gonna come,” Kinzer said.
“No!” Dedrus cried. He crawled up the wall, but he couldn’t lift high enough to get Kinzer’s cock out of his hole. “Please don’t!”
As much as he wanted Kinzer to come inside him and for Kinzer to make him come, he wanted to savor this delicious experience. He didn’t want it to end. He wanted to fuck Kinzer for hours. He wanted it to last all night. It wasn’t fair for it to be this short when he wanted an eternity of this wonderful immortal.
“I can’t stop it!”
Dedrus flapped his wings, flying high enough that he was able to dislodge Kinzer.
His ass throbbed. Tremors overtook his legs. He collapsed to the floor and lay beside the fallen, painting.
“No, I need it,” Kinzer said. He reached down, grabbed Dedrus by his hair, yanked him to his feet, and slammed his face into the wall.
Dedrus’s foot scraped across a jagged edge of the painting’s broken frame. It tore through his sock, slicing into his skin. It hurt like fuck, but it was nothing compared to the sensation of Kinzer forcing himself back in.
“Oh, fuck! No!”
But all he could think was,Yes! More! Hurt me!
Still, he couldn’t let Kinzer come. If he did, that was the end.
He tried to turn to his side, but Kinzer wrapped his arm around the base of his wing, holding him in place.
“Ah!” Dedrus shouted.
Kinzer’s insistence on being inside him was even more arousing. Pre-come gushed from the head of Dedrus’s cock like a spider shooting its web.
“Stop, you’re gonna make me come, too!”
This isn’t right. It shouldn’t feel this good. I hate myself.
Despite his guilt, he was greedy, determined to steal as much time with Kinzer as he could.
He wrapped his arm around Kinzer’s leg and yanked on it as hard as he could.
Kinzer tumbled backward. He released Dedrus’s wing and grabbed him by the waist.
He landed on his ass. He’d carried Dedrus with him so that Dedrus was sitting in his lap, Kinzer's cock still inside him.
Dedrus continued his desperate struggle, but Kinzer grabbed his hips and clung on as if it was his most important mission.
Dedrus reared back and punched over his shoulder, hitting Kinzer on his cleft chin.
Kinzer rocked forward and wrapped his arm around Dedrus’s neck, pulling him so that his back was flush against his chest.
“You like that? Huh?” Kinzer teased.
Dedrus screamed out. This position enabled Kinzer to get so much deeper, to cause him so much more pain and simultaneously press that intoxicating button deep within him so much harder.
Dedrus glanced down. Through the slits in his wavy bangs, he saw his pre-come pouring in strings from his swollen cock, pooling into his belly button. His balls burned, as if all they wanted to do was empty their load. It was nearly unbearable. He imagined this was what Kinzer was going through, too. But he wasn’t going to give up. Besides, this tug-of-war was partly responsible for how aroused he was.
Dedrus grabbed at the arm around his neck, fighting, struggling to get free. He lifted his ass into the air, trying to get Kinzer’s cock out enough so he’d be free, but Kinzer was so big that he would’ve had to get his hips higher than physically possible for that to happen.
Between Dedrus’s attempt at freeing his hole and Kinzer’s insistence on penetrating it as deep as he could, Dedrus’s ass was like a basketball, bouncing up and down in fury and excitement.
Dedrus twisted his pelvis, managing to pull over half of Kinzer’s cock out of him.
