Kid shoved Kinzer’s dick as far back as he could take it. Less than half of the shaft fit in his mouth.
God, he tastes so good.I bet his cum tastes even better.
Kinzer threw his head back and released a deep, satisfied groan.
Kid slid his lips back, massaging the tip with the end of his tongue. He tightened his hand around Kinzer’s girth, stroking back and forth, as he moved his lips to the same rhythm. He closed his eyes, taking in the deliciousness of Kinzer’s flesh.
Kid pulled back, giving his mouth a rest.
“You taste so fucking good,” Kid whispered. His mouth was back around Kinzer’s dick in a heartbeat. He was committed, focused.
He wanted to please Kinzer. Just as he wanted to choose when he felt pain, he wanted to choose whom he satisfied.
Kinzer’s skin tasted so good.
Kid filled his mouth with the flesh, sucking gently as he slid his free hand across Kinzer’s ass, tucking two fingers between his cheeks, then into his hole.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” Kinzer said.
Kid tried to take more of Kinzer’s vein-covered goodness, but Kinzer yanked it out of his mouth.
Kinzer grabbed Kid's shoulder, forced him to his feet, and pushed him against the wall.
Kid shoved his ass out, inviting Kinzer inside. He glanced back at the door. “Just please…be quiet. They’ll beat the shit out of us if they catch us.”
Kinzer pressed his nose against Kid’s ear, his hot breath crawling across his neck as he said, “I don’t think I’m gonna be the one who has a problem keeping quiet.”
He pressed the head of his dick against Kid’s hole. Kid’s ass, a product of excessive squats, was tight, uninviting.
Kid could tell just by the feeling that it was going to be an incredibly painful experience. He started to rethink following through, but as Kinzer’s fingers slid around his side and across his abdomen, he felt a jolt of energy rush through his pelvis like a Taser of satisfaction and arousal. He pushed his ass farther back.
“I’m gonna be slow, okay?” Kinzer said.
“No. I want you to come. We have to do this as fast as we can.” He regretted his words, but he was too scared that they wouldn’t have time to finish. And right then, all he wanted was for Kinzer to make him bleed.
Kinzer hesitated before he closed his eyes and pushed forward.
Kid gritted his teeth as he felt the inner lining in his ass tear.
Kinzer slid back. He spit in his palm and rubbed the fluid across his shaft. He attempted to enter Kid again, this time successfully forcing his way inside.
Kid thought he was about to rip in two. The pain was so intense, so unbearable. He reared his head back and opened his mouth to scream.
Kinzer slapped a hand over his lips, obscuring the blood-curdling cry Kid would have otherwise unleashed.
Tears rushed down Kid’s cheeks. Kinzer thrust his pelvis back and forth, his cock rough against Kid’s dry hole.
Kid thought his insides might explode, and yet, it left him wishing it were even more painful.
All he could think about was the pain, and that was wonderful.
He pressed his ass even closer to Kinzer’s pelvis and threw his hand back, pulling Kinzer’s face close to his ear. Kinzer breathed heavily against the back of Kid’s neck, grunting, groaning, as if taking out all his aggression and anger on Kid’s ass.
Kid kept trying to scream out, but as any sound leaked through Kinzer’s fingers, Kinzer would tighten his grip even more to block it.
Kid’s tears showered over the floor like the still-running streams of water coming from their abandoned showerheads.
“Fuck me harder,” Kid begged, his words nearly indiscernible under Kinzer’s hand. Every muscle in his well-toned body was tense, flexed. His face was red. The veins in his neck popped forward as he struggled with the pain.
