The Emenies Omega

Ithurts

Colt nodded his head and took in a deep breath, ready for the oncoming pain, more pressure against Kyng’s c**k head, squishing it up against his tightly puckered hole. The man was unrelenting and no matter how much it hurt, he wanted to bury the large c**k up his butt. While he struggled, Kyng stroked his c**k to keep his erection, pre-c*m now oozing from the tip and lubricating his hole.

Getting a little frustrated, knowing that no matter what this was going to happen, so he decided to just get it over with, Colt raised himself a little bit until the tip of his c**k was just touching his ass, and then with a quick movement mashed his asshole onto the raging hard c**k, Kyng’s large c**k was buried up deep into Colt’s ass. His first reaction was shock and he cried out at the invasion.

"f**k! IT HURTS,” Kyng comforted him,

"Oh, that's good." Still gasping from the penetration and not ready for more, Kyng raised him up and pushed him back down. Colt begged for him to wait but Kyng was lost to the feeling of Colt’s tight body.

Kyng paused watching Colt cry at the discomfort. "Mmm, you're so tight and hot, but I’m not going to slow down; tell me to f**k your butt.”

"Daddy…” Colt cried, but the word sounded weird to him.

“Kyng, it hurts so much, I can't do it anymore." Colt tried to move away from him.

"Oh no you don't." Kyng snapped and stopped him from moving off his c**k by grabbing his son's hips.

King continued, "I'm going to take over; tell me to f**k your butt. And say it loudly." With that huge c**k burning his bowels, Colt pleaded with him, "Please, Daddy, I can't do it anymore; it hurts too much; please take it out."

"I'm not going to say it again, now say it." Kyng pumped slowly and deeply, using Colt’s hips as handlebars.

Finally, he obeyed him and weakly said, "Fuck... my... butt... Daddy."

"Louder! And say please." Again, Colt obeyed with a shuddering breath, "Please! f**k me, Daddy! Bury your knot in me!" With that, Kyng grabbed his two hands in one of his hands and raised them up above his head.

"DADDY! Oh please pull it out! You're going to rip my ass!"

"Oh sweetie, it feels so f*****g nice. Soon you'll learn to love the feel of my c**k up your hole. Mmm, yeah, now I'm going to f**k you good." Kyng pulled back, admiring the glory of Colt's well-stretched ass ring, and then, after waiting for a second, he rammed his c**k back into his ass, causing his muscular thighs to slap loudly into his cheeks and making Colt yelp in agony. Then Kyng began the onslaught: he slowly pulled half of his c**k out, then quickly rammed it home, his pubic bone slamming into the soft ass cheeks. He humped into his husband very hard three more times, causing him to grunt each time, then quickened the pace, f*****g him with fast, shallow humps, wanting to bring on his own orgasm. He was almost out of control as he slammed his c**k into Colt as he gasped with each thrust.

"Oh yeah, take it!" Kyng groaned, "Take it deep into your f*****g hot ass." The room was soon filled with the rhythmic sound of Colt’s butt cheeks slapping against his husband’s thighs as he repeatedly rammed his 10-inch c**k into his violated ass, Kyng kept up the rough anal f*****g, shoving his c**k to the hilt with each inward thrust.

"OK, I'm almost ready." Colt nearly missed the swelling of Kyng’s c**k; he screamed at the pressure of it filling him.

“God, Oh GOd, NO!...” Colt cried as he felt the warming liquid spill into him.

“Why?” Colt cried, but it only earned him a slap in the mouth. He quickly looked at the floor and said nothing else.

“I wanted a submissive husband, but you only question everything I do. Don’t speak unless I tell you to.” Colt nodded, sniffling as the tightness in his hole sent shrives of pain through his body.

After a very quiet twenty minutes, Kyng’s knot released Colt; even though Colt wanted to run to the bathroom and empty as much as he could, he didn’t move, fearing what Kyng would do if he did. Kyng opened the drawer on the bedside table and found a medium-sized plug. He rolled Colt onto his stomach, bringing his round butt toward him. Colt’s ass was red and looked well-used but not damaged in any way; there was still a small amount of lube outlining the gaping hole, but Kyng wanted to make this a little more comfortable for him. He used the lube he had previously used to grease up the butt plug. After putting a copious amount of lubricant on the plug, he used his left hand to pull his butt cheeks open, while holding the plug against the hole in his right hand. He then pushed the anal plug forward and it slowly sank into Colt’s ravaged hole until just the end. Colt just emitted a low moan, more a grunt in fact, during the whole process. With the plug now in place. Kyng used the washcloth to clean Colt’s body and covered him with a sheet before leaving the room.

Colt lay crying all night, between the pain, fullness, and the deception that he was going to have a good life. His ribs screamed and pained, his stomach wanted food, he needed to relieve himself too, but he was too scared to even move.

“Wake up, Colt.” Colt snapped up, hissing and whimpering. Rico was at the door, and he snickered, looking Colt up and down, whimpering as he approached the bed.

“Oh, my man did a number on you; damn… busted lip, black eye, cut cheek, bruised ribs… sore or torn…” he looked down then said, “Asshole,” then laughed as he walked out of the room. Colt cried as he limped to the bathroom. Flinching when Kyng walked in behind him.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry Daddy…” Colt rushed.

“Bend over,” Kyng’s gruff voice would be sexy if he weren’t terrifying. Colt obeyed and bent with his hand braced on the sink. Kyng leaned down, rubbing his finger around the plug. Colt’s breath hitched. He gulped at the tugged tug and relief of the plug, and then he couldn’t hold back pushing Kyng in his hast to get to the toilet. But Kyng laughed at Colt’s fear when he realized what he had done.