Asher squeezed his eyes shut and gnawed at his gag as Vrayl and Trenet did—something that involved pulling what felt like a fine, mesh material, soft like silk, underneath Asher’s ass and then up and over his back. He was then pulled in, against Trenet’s body, until Asher’s cheek was resting against his chest. Trenet started up that deep, soothing rumble, but Asher bitterly ground his teeth into his gag and refused to be soothed.
Then someone’s arms started to lower Asher down. Trenet? Vrayl? Asher couldn't tell—it felt like both of them were touching him everywhere, and the fine material flowed over Asher’s shoulders and up, almost… almost like the cloth wraps used on Vader-X7 to carry infants. But that made no sense. Why—?
Something hot and blunt and horribly familiar touched Asher’s hole, and Asher, already so overwhelmed and sofull, burst into fresh tears at the realization that they were going to fuck him like this, when he was so full to bursting that he ached with it.
I can’t! Please, I can’t!He had no more room left inside him. It was all taken up by the awfulvenigash,and now they expected him to take Trenet’s cock too?
I can’t!
He heard himself making high, thin sounds around his sobs, panicking and trapped and with nowhere to go. No way to escape. The only thing he could do wastakeit. Take what they were forcing upon him.
He moaned feebly as Trenet’s cock pressed into him. It felt as though Asher was being opened up in some new way, his body being molded into something that was built to be this stuffed full. He couldn’t move, he couldn’tsee—his whole world was narrowed to Trenet’s cock fucking into him, joining thevenigashthat were already filling him to the brim.
Asher moaned again, slumping forward, more fully against Trenet’s chest, as the fight drained out of him. There was just nothing he could do. He was completely trapped and overpowered and there was nothing he could do about it.
There was nothing he could do but endure.
A hand landed on his head, stroking over his scalp and sweeping lower to gently massage his neck.“That’s lovely, Asher. You’re so lovely like this. So relaxed and happy and beautifully full.”
“The moment I pushed into his little hole, I felt him start to settle,”Trenet said, his deep voice echoing through Asher as Trenet’s cock continued to carve its way into Asher’s body.“He’s so special, my mate. So special and all ours.”
“And we’re his, my heart. Our beautiful little Asher… he knows we’d give him anything.”
Asher closed his eyes and worried at his gag with his teeth, groaning at how Trenet’s cock pushed thevenigashdeeper inside him. He felt so swollen with how they were filling him, his belly distended and aching.
Finally, finally, Trenet’s cock stopped its journey inward. Asher had done it. He’d taken the whole thing. That huge, thick cock, along with however manyvenigashhad been put inside him.
A heat appeared at his back. Something pressing against him?
“You look like you’re feeling so good, little love,”Vrayl said, and it had to be his chest that was pressing to Asher’s back.“I know you’d be satisfied with just the venigash and our mate, but we would never keep pleasure from you when there’s so much of it we can provide.”
A heavy hand closed around Asher’s cock, forcing a new cry from Asher’s throat. He hadn’t even realized that he was hard, the reaction taking a back seat to the dull ache radiating out from his swollen belly. But hewashard, and Vrayl’s palm was slick, coaxing more cries from Asher’s mouth as he stroked Asher’s length.
“You’re so pretty like this, Asher,”Vrayl crooned.“With such a pretty little cocklett, cute and small and perfect.”
It was only a handful of strokes later when the confusing mix of fear and discomfort and arousal crashed over Asher and he went taut, coming into Vrayl’s hand.
“That’s lovely, dear heart—”
“So beautiful—”
Asher collapsed back down against Trenet’s chest, mind a buzz of white noise. He heard the growls and hisses of Trenet and Vrayl’s speech, but he was so overwhelmed by everything that he couldn’t bring himself to pay attention.
“We’re so, so fortunate to have you, little love,”Trenet rumbled, stroking a hand down Asher’s back.“Now why don’t we get some fresh air, hm? I’m honored to carry you.”
Asher felt Trenet take a step forward because Asher moved with him, the way he was still impaled on Trenet’s cock making it so that thick cock fucked him with the motion. He keened in terror because—because—was Trenet going to be carrying Asher around like this?WearingAsher like Asher was… was his cocksleeve?
It seemed so, because Trenet continued to walk forward, Asher bouncing on his cock with every step, each fuck in stealing the breath from him. Fuck, he was sofull.
So full, and so powerless.
Dimly, he heard Trenet and Vrayl start up a conversation as they continued to walk. Trenet kept up the bone-deep rumble that reverberated through Asher’s body, one huge hand gently stroking up and down Asher’s back.
Asher whimpered and settled back down against Trenet’s chest, the fight once again draining out of him. Instead, he squeezed his eyes shut and tried to pretend he was anywhere but here.
***
With nothing to do and no way to gauge the passage of time, Asher found himself lulled into an almost meditative state as the day progressed. The only thing he was aware of was the fullness in his belly and how every movement Trenet made fucked his thick cock slightly out and then back into Asher’s sore, stretched hole.
