Stop fighting him!he yelled at his body.I need this.
Treycore kissed the back of his neck.
“You have to be careful.” His hot breath rushed against the back of Kid's ear. Kid whipped his head around and planted another kiss on Treycore's lips. Treycore pulled his arm up from Kid's chest and locked it around his neck. He pushed his hips forward, not managing to get his cock any farther in.
Kid cringed. He pulled back and screamed out again. “Fuck!”
Treycore pecked Kid's shoulder and rubbed his nose against Kid's neck. Kid gripped his hands onto the arm Treycore had around his neck and squeezed as he tried to distract himself from the intense, swelling pain inside him. He hoped the distraction would lessen his body’s struggle.
Treycore took deep, heavy breaths. Kid's abdomen rose and fell in frenzied spams. As Kid's breathing steadied, Treycore pulled his ass back, his cock steadily moving out. He pushed back in.
Kid's breathing became even more spastic. His survival mode took control again. He ripped Treycore's arm away from his neck and scurried to get away. Treycore crawled on his knees to keep up with him.
Kid came to a tree trunk. He pressed his hands against it as he struggled to endure the pain.
You can take it! Just take it!
Treycore put his hand back at Kid's shoulder, massaging lightly. He pulled his ass back, letting his cock slide out slightly, giving Kid that same sweet relief. Kid wrapped his arms around the tree trunk. His chest and cheek scraped along the rough bark.
A vine crawling around the tree touched just above his abs.
Treycore released Kid's shoulder, grabbed the vine, and pulled it back. The vine clung to the tree. Blue veins bulged out of Treycore's bicep and forearm. His neck tensed. He ground his teeth.
RIP! RIP!
Kid worried that the sound might have been coming from his ass, but as the vine's clinging roots snapped, releasing the vine from the trunk, he was assured this was not the case.
A few pulls and a quick yank and several feet of the vine were loose.
Treycore grabbed Kid by his hair and tugged. Kid released the trunk and fell back so his shoulder blades pressed up against Treycore's chest. Treycore secured the vine around Kid's neck, as if keeping Kid as his prisoner.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” Kid said, throwing his head back. He let his hands fall behind him and rested them on Treycore's love handles. Treycore grabbed his hands and forced them to the base of Kid’s back, putting one wrist over the other. He held them in place with one hand, and with his other, he snatched a long, dangling tendril off the vine and tied Kid's wrists together. He accidentally slid farther into Kid.
“Ah!” Kid cried. But Treycore’s slave reveled in his bindings. “Fuck me!” he begged.
Treycore slid his cock in and out very slightly, very quickly.
Kid struggled wildly about, fighting the vine and tendril, both of which were too strong for him to free himself. Treycore hadn't even put in a quarter of his cock yet, but it was nearly unbearable.
He was glad he couldn’t get free. It would keep his body from fighting. “Godfuckingdammit!”
Treycore continued pressing in and pulling out. Kid could feel the flesh in his ass tearing. He knew Treycore's pre-come wasn't providing him with enough lubrication, but he didn't want it to stop. He tensed his wrists against the vine's tendril and leaned forward so the vine constricted around his throat—another desperate attempt at distracting himself from the pain Treycore was putting him through—the pain that a part of him kept reminding him was too much for any mortal to handle.
Treycore's hand caressed across Kid's thigh, then up to his navel and across his torso. He grunted into Kid's ear. His ass rocked steadily back and forth with subtle precision.
Kid's cock was flaccid. The pain was just too much for him to stay aroused, but despite appearances, the whole situation was deeply gratifying and the intense, trembling pain that surged through him was delicious. He wanted to reach around and touch Treycore. He wanted Treycore to kiss him. He wanted to feel Treycore's hands all over him. Despite how impossible he knew it was, he wanted even more of Treycore inside him. His longing for more was intense, but he was going to have to be satisfied with what he was getting.
Red streaks streamed down Treycore's shaft. He pushed in and came back out, the blood covering his cock as droplets dripped from Kid's hole.
Kid leaned farther forward. The vine constricted even more around his neck. His face was dark red. The veins exposed above and below the vine were bloated. He made a constant wheezing sound as Treycore continued pleasuring himself in his ass.
Treycore's hand made its way to Kid's nipple. He gripped onto it with his thumb and index finger and moved them together, as if he was turning a screw. His pelvic thrusts became even quicker.
Kid's eyes rolled back. He was seeing spots again—large, circular spots.
“Oh!” Treycore moaned, his movements becoming even quicker and more intense. “Oh, yeah!” He released Kid's nipple and wrapped his arm around his chest. He wrapped his other arm around Kid's lower torso. He wiggled his shaft in what felt like farther than he’d been able to before, though Kid was sure he still hadn’t taken more than a few inches.
Kid tried to scream again but he just started choking. He couldn't breathe. He was really choking.
