He donned a concerned look. “Sorry… sorry, sorry, sorry,” he said, though he wasn’t. This was what a guy like Lyle deserved.
He released Lyle’s mouth and rubbed his thumb across his cheek. He slid his hand around his head and grasped the back of his neck. “You okay?”
Lyle wasn’t, as indicated by his uncomfortable looks and twitching torso, but he ground his teeth and nodded again.
Kinzer pushed in and pulled out. With each attack, he evoked a more pained reaction from his victim. It delighted him, excited him. And as much as Lyle writhed about, it was clear by his rock-hard erection he was enjoying the encounter just as much.
Kinzer squeezed the back of Lyle’s neck and used the leverage to permit him to drive into Lyle as deeply as possible.
Kinzer pulled his hand back, permitting Lyle’s cries: “Oh, oh! Ah!”
They made Kinzer even harder, which in turn evoked another groan from Lyle.
Kinzer liked making him pay. It made him feel like he had power over something, which at this time, felt so distant. He’d lost his own power so long ago.
Lyle looked into his eyes.
It was unsettling. It reminded him too much of the loving looks he’d once received from Dedrus and Janka, two higherlings he didn’t want to think of right then.
He pulled out.
“Get up,” he snapped.
He grabbed Lyle’s shoulders and escorted him off the bed. He spun him around and pinned him against the wall, forcing himself back inside.
“Ah!” Lyle screamed. “Oh, yeah. Fuck me, fuck me!”
So Kinzer did. Hard. He shoved himself inside. Lyle’s hole tightened and occasionally forced Kinzer’s flesh back out slightly, but Kinzer effortlessly shoved it back in with deep, thoughtless thrusts.
Lyle tossed his head back, and Kinzer grabbed his face, massaging his fingers across his cheeks, his thumb into his mouth. He wanted complete control over him. He wanted to possess him. To be totally in charge. Despite the efforts of Lyle’s body to resist, it was clear by the way he pushed his own ass back to accept Kinzer, that he wanted this pain as much as Kinzer wanted to give it to him. It reminded him of how eager Dedrus had been to take his abuse, a thought that saddened him. He shook his head as he continued fucking Lyle, trying to shake the mental images from his thoughts. But he couldn’t. He was only reminded that he’d never have the chance to show Dedrus how much he’d cared for him, because he was gone forever.
The rage that consumed him made him want to hurt Lyle even more. He seized locks of his hair and yanked them back forcefully as he shoved himself in violently, recklessly.
Lyle cried out, not like a man who was aroused, but like an animal that was being attacked.
Kinzer wrapped his arm around Lyle’s neck and clung tight enough to stifle the scream.
“Come in me,” Lyle forced through the chokehold.
“You want it? Huh?”
“Please…”
Kinzer pulled out, grabbed Lyle’s arm, and tossed him back on the bed.
Lyle raised his legs, inviting Kinzer back in.
But Kinzer didn’t enter. He wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. He jerked his cock before Lyle’s hole and squirted his load across the rim.
White fluid rushed from the head of his dick, spilling across the pink flesh around Lyle’s hole.
“Oh, shit,” Lyle said, his eyes wide, suggesting he was impressed with how much cum oozed from Kinzer.
Kinzer wasn’t surprised. He hadn’t gotten off in a while.
Kinzer smiled and pressed the head of his dick against his milky fluid, collecting it under the rim of his cock’s head before sliding it back into Lyle’s hole.
Lyle rolled his head back, grabbed his own cock, and stroked it.
