Chapter 24: Coming of the King (Part 3) [NSFW]
[Clock - 00:41 | 00:41 PM]
[Calendar - 12/02/2003]
[Location - Foundation Station Train, Croc Kingdom (Name Pending) - Old Gotham, Gotham City]
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Warning! Warning!
Smut Ahead! Men kissing! Men doing lewder stuff, like holding hands before marriage.
Expect the F slur to be used- but I'm gay, so I can use it. Some degradation, minor D/S, and other kinky stuff too.
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3rd Person POV
Now, although Atlas has written the process of a guy stretching himself with his fingers in great and explicit detail, he had no experience on doing it himself. But it can't be that hard, can it? I mean, all he gotta do is lube up his fingers with the oil and stretch himself. "Okay..." A little nervous, Atlas pulled the lid on the flask of olive oil (that's the best lube he's got, okay?) and dipped his fingers into it before he reached out for his own hole under the watchful eye of the royal big dick, who practically salivated at the sight of Atlas shoving a finger into his hole- Now, unlike in many porn videos and other forms of sexual media, anal is messy if the bottom hasn't prepared himself. Because, guess what? Shit is in there! But fret not, my dears, with a simple cast of [Prestidigitation], and it was gone. Atlas did not even hesitate to go as far as his finger could, and thanks to the spells [Alter Self] and [Flatten Self], he didn't even a single ounce of discomfort. "..." He didn't say anything as another finger joined in, but he did try to ignore the look of hunger and this almost sadistic glee that Waylon had in his eyes, instead trying to focus on himself-
"Wider." A single word, in a commanding and demanding tone of voice was not enough it seems, so he reached out with his hands and lifted Atlas' waist higher, grinning as the little boy beneath him squirmed. That made him grin wider, his forked tongue moved and licked over Atlas' fingers: "I wanna see you stretch yourself like a good little cunt, so you better show me the hole Imma about to wreck, so I can an idea of what it looks like before I destroy it." He watched as the two fingers started to scissor, spreading the walls of that little hole to open it up for him... He couldn't really resist, and he didn't want to resist, so he just pushed his forked tongue into the opening hole- He felt the taste of Atlas' inner flesh, and he felt his smugness grow as the boy groaned and started to shake as Waylon took what he wanted from him. Now, Waylon has eaten pussy and sucked dick before, and eating ass was something he had experience in too- the pros of fucking anyone he wants to is that he has experience with a lot of things. The little virgin boy beneath him? He was vey inexperienced, and that was adorable and cute and fucking hot too because Waylon was taking it from him- Even with the experience of eating ass that he had, he was still surprised by the sudden glow of magic from Atlas' fingers followed by the taste of sweet: "...did you just make your ass taste sweet?"
"Y-yeah?" He sounded so shy-
"...that's adorable." He started to go to town on him- With a forked tongue, and with the greater control Waylon had over his tongue, it was not surprising to him when Atlas started squirming and trying to keep quiet and he was eating him up. The soft pink pucker of the hairless ass was adorable to look at, and it stretched wider when Waylon used his tongue to stretch the hole open, as much as he could. "Shit, fuck-" He could feel himself leaking and he could see Atlas trying to keep himself from moaning, but that was until his tongue found a relatively small bundle of nerves within Atlas' hole and pressed hard against it- Waylon's eyes narrowed as Atlas let out the sluttiest moan he had ever heard in his entire life. It was loud, it was desperate, and it was adorable as fuck- he pressed his tongue in the same place over and over again, but he didn't hear Atlas moaning, instead he watched as the boy seemed to melt into the bed. "-you really are a little slut, huh!?" Just to make the little bitch squirm some more, Waylon began to tongue fuck him.
It was sloppy, and it was quick- He was just teasing him, giving him a taste (ironic) of what was yet to come... Waylon was not very patient and wanted to fuck the boy now, dick him down until he was but a mess of sweat and cum, but he also wanted to take it slow- the boy was a virgin, let him enjoy new sensations, new feelings! He wanted to both ravage and romance him, slow and softly, or fast and brutal? Well, Waylon decided to give the choice to him- He got up and kneeled over the bed, getting closer and just letting his cock just, fall right on top of that hole. It was sharp and wet slap, making Atlas flinch- Waylon had to stop himself from just pushing his cock fully inside, letting the tip of the head of his dick push its way inside. It was a warm, tight, and wet welcome that it received! Waylon wanted to push, but he controlled himself: "Hey-" Snapping his fingers to bring Atlas back into himself (he knew he was good at oral, but good enough to make someone go dumb? That's a first), grinning when the boy looked up at him with misty eyes and a shy smile: "-so, wanna start the fucking now like the eager little bitch that you are, or should I go slow for your little virgin ass? Your choice, slut. All you gotta do is say 'Please, king, fuck my pussy. Destroy it' and I'll break you in half with my dick." Heh, there's no way he's going to say it-
"P-please..." Softly, shyly, like a scared little mouse, Atlas said- red, from head to toe: "King... Fuck- fuck my pussy... Destroy it... Please?"
-holy shit. He did! 'What else can I make him do?' Without even a warning, Waylon just did what was requested of him- With a powerful push, Waylon watched Atlas' face go from 'please~?' to 'fuck~♡' as all he could feel was warmth. He placed one of his hands on Atlas' stomach as it bulged, his cock pushing its way- His eyes widened when he saw Atlas' tiny cock (it wasn't that small, it 6 inches at least, which is the standard average size- but compared to the monstrosity he carries within himself? It is pretty small) twitch as gushing out was the pale white creamy liquid every man is familiar with. "Heh-" He couldn't help the snort that escaped his lips, it was so fucking cute to watch him cum from being penetrated, but he has been edging him for a while now: "-shit, look at you! There's no return now, you have my dick inside you bitch, there will be nobody better than me at this-" He pulled his hips back and alongside it came his cock, the flesh of Atlas' hole tightened when he began to pull out, almost as if begging him to stay inside, but he let only his head: "-you're my little cock sleeve now, bitch!"
"Y-yes~!"
Waylon was no longer gentle. No matter virgin or not, a slut is a slut- he just had to push his dick inside once, and Atlas was already tamed. It was, honestly, beautiful to watch his body tremble with each thrust and hear how his little moans and voice breaks whenever Waylon pressed his cock all the way and fucked him hard, rolling his hips and holding him like a fleshlight. Waylon had to do all the work, but being able to use the little bitch like he wanted? That was the best. "Moan, my little fuck toy, louder- let everyone hear you're mine. You belong to your king- hey, instead of Jester, you should be my concubine. Riding my dick every day, giving me head whenever I want it, and being ready to be used by me whenever-" With a strong thrust, Waylon only felt the bed frame lower, but he was too focused on destroying this thight pussy. "-and wherever-" Another creak "-I want!" With a last thrust, Waylon pressed down with all his body weight, cumming inside the boy.
The bed frame broke and the mattress fell unto the ground, but neither cared about that.
Waylon pulled out, panting a little at the intensity- His lips spread wide as he watched thick, white cream started leaking from that puffy hole. He allowed Atlas to catch his breath, the boy was most likely seeing stars from how hard Waylon fucked him. He allowed him 5 minutes to rest.
"...that- was... good..." Still not knowing how to act, Atlas avoided eye contact with Waylon. "W-well, that- uhm, I guess that's it...?"
"Heh-" Smirking, Waylon lifted Atlas' head by holding his chin, and when they made eye contact he made sure to look as devilish, as evil as he possibly could: "-We're not done yet, baby, not until I'm satisfied... not until you can't even talk... Not until your hole remembers the shape of my dick for the next week!"
And they started again.
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[Clock - 01:35 | 01:35 AM]
"H-harder~!"
"Ha- You're quite the fucking eager whore, aren't you? Where's the shy little princess now?"
"Please- please- I need it~!"
"That's right you do, fucking little fag- Take it!"
It was so hot to use him like this- And if Waylon had a say in it, this would happen regularly. This boy's pussy has trapped him.
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[Clock - 02:55 | 02:55 AM]
"Fuck... I'm not getting tired of that mouth of yours-"
"Thank you sir~"
"-shit, that's it- You're getting quite good at this, knew you were a fuckin' slut, you're my little slut now- imma keep you and train you."
"Thank you sir-"
"Shut. Time for me to fuck your throat again, bitch."
Waylon didn't know, he was going to awake a beast.
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[Clock 03:22 | 03:22 AM]
"Ahn~! Oh fuck- there! Right there- please, don't stop~ Please- no, don't pull out now~"
"Fucking faggot, can't handle not being a second away from dick huh? I just need to drink- Woah, holy shit, since when can you do that!?"
"I'm going to ride you till I break you, and then we'll see who's the king then~!"
"Wait- wait!"
Atlas did not wait.
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[Clock: 04: 44 | 04:44 AM]
"P-please, fuck, I need a fucking break... My dick is fucking sore now."
"You get a break when I give you a break. The only thing I want you to break, is me!"
"...you know what? You asked for this."
"Yes~!"
Waylon was tired of playing nice.
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[Clock - 05:55 | 05:55 AM]
Claw marks on the mattress. Claw marks on the wall. Claw marks on the ground, and claw marks on the ceiling... A tired and sweaty Waylon holds an unconscious and soundlessly asleep Atlas. Completely naked, the boy had various hematomas on his body from how hard Waylon held him sometimes, it was a miracle (or maybe magic) that his bones weren't broken! He felt fucking raw, even more so when he wanted to take a break and suddenly it was like the kid was possessed by a crazy sex demon or something! Waylon's arms and legs were suddenly tied up by these black tendrils that held him, and with magic's help, Atlas started to ride him- It was kinda hot, not gonna lie, but now he was sore as fuck!
"...little guy's got power, huh?" Looking around at the destroyed cabin, Waylon couldn't help but chuckled- They even fucked on the ceiling, because why not? It was kinda fun too, if I'm being honest. "...Well, time to rest..." He settled him down on the torn mattress, looking at the small cuts he had made all over the boy's skin, and he looked down at his arms that were missing a few scales, even his back was missing a few scales too.
10 out of 10, would do this freaky guy again.
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[Flashback Ends]
[Clock - 11:10 | 11:10 AM]
[Calendar - 13/02/2003]
While Atlas was contemplating the uses the spell [Tentacles] might have on his sex life and having a small shame attack (like a panic attack, but with shame) from how he acted, Waylon grumpled, sounding half asleep as he said: "...go bck t be... luv." And pulled him into his arms.
...well, he can get used to this.