Aron cried with humiliation and pain as James shoved his cock against his way too tight ass. That cock was a monster. There was no way it would fit. He wanted to run home. He wanted to get away. He wanted it inside him. He wanted James to rape him into oblivion.
“NOOO!” he screamed as the head of the cock forced its way into him. No lube. No preparation. His ass burned with pain and the pain was amazing! Wonderful! Fantastic! Tears ran down his face as he sobbed and gasped and moaned and begged. Nothing he did could stop his rapist. All he could do was take it as the cock shoved further and further in. He could see his belly expand where the cock pressed. This was too much.
Finally, James was all the way in. Now he began to pump. Aron screamed and tried to fight back, but he had no strength. He was going insane.
James lifted him into the air, pulled all the way out, turned Aron around so he had his back to James, then dropped him right back onto the cock with his full weight. The cock shot all the way in. Aron cried with pain and pleasure. James wasn't even holding him in place anymore. Aron was mounted on his massive cock like a hood orniment. Held aloft by nothing but the cock. The thrusts making him bounce up and down relentlessly.
“NO! STOP! I'm gonna...” This couldn't be happening! He wasn't gay! He screamed as the orgasm wrecked his body, forcing him to clench hard around the cock, which in turn made James start to cum as well.
Aron's cum splattered onto the glass coffee table bellow him while James's cum filled his insides. He could feel the pressure in it. The humiliation was overwhelming. Well, at least it was over. But it wasn't. James hadn't even slowed down. And the cock still sent jolts of pleasure racing through him. Only now, he was even more sensitive, both is penis and ass, and James was exploiting it.
With one hand, James grabbed Aron's shoulder to shove him harder and faster with every thrust. The other hand wrapped around Aron's dripping dick and began to rub relentlessly across the head. Aron screamed. His mind breaking.
He was shoved down against the glass table. His face smearing against his own pools of cum. His mouth opened and he began lapping up the precious boy juices, while his inner mind screamed for him to stop. But he couldn't. It tasted too good. Resisting slurping it up was like trying to keep his hand over a burning candle.
Aron sobbed and cried as puddle after puddle was licked back up against his will. Last puddle. Almost over. Oh no! Aron gasped as another orgasm erupted through him. The table was now somehow covered in even more semen. Oh god! Please no! His face pressed back into it, covering himself. Dripping from his chin and hair. He began to clean it again. Already he could feel another orgasm fast approaching.