A Drunken Delusion, Leads to a Violent Protrusion. [[Bailey and I]]

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"Alexander...."

It was a murmur, a distinct, drawn out, blurred sound.

"I'm sorry, you're going to have to repeat that."

"ALEXANDER!"

It was a hiss this time, practically a snarl.

He'd been stuck in this shit hole for how long, and he was being asked his name for the what time?

Alexander was angry. Plain and simple. The boy, like he had been called by the /polite/ police officers, was from one of the wealthiest families in the county. Renowned and respected all around. He'd been to a few parties the night before, which was only to be expected of someone with significance to the socially accepted. He'd had some drinks. Sex on the Beach. A Bloody Mary. Vodka straight from the bottle. It was expected! What was he supposed to do, refuse?

In all honesty, even if his life depended on it, he could not refuse a drink. Plain or elaborate, he didn't mind. Obviously these shit jobs of cops did though. Maybe they were jealous because he got in on more action than they did. Yeah... That sounded about right. He got the boys, and regretfully sometimes the girls as well. They were alright, just didn't have much common sense to start with. Boys he could at least relate to.

Unfortunately, he hadn't had an opprotunity that night to get laid, so he still had somewhat of a hard-on from some of the dancing he'd done earlier.

Right before he'd left the club.

And been pulled over.

They said his BAC had been off the charts. Idiots. One of the men had also been sure to give him a nice slap on the ass as he was dragged from his car. That was probably the thing that made him the most upset. And then they played it off like they just hadn't seen it! This was his current rage.

"You fucking... PRICKS! I'll have you know I can have your asses on a fucking silver platter if I wanted it so!" There was a bit of an English accept drawn out under that alcoholic drawl and slur. "Ya' fucking idiots! Think I didn't feel that... Oh well I did. And I'll have you know, I've had a lot worse than that." After these words his tone seemed to change a bit.

"I've had my ass pounded so hard you can't imagine..." It was seductive now, sultry. And it was obviously bothering some of the men who were doing paperwork. "I've been told I have the finest ass this side of the Mississippi. I don't doubt it honestly. I'm sure even fucking dogs are eager to get a piece of this. I've seen some porn like that once. A dog fucking a guy. It was pretty hot. But I hear they get caught on you and you're stuck like that for hours... Intimate, isn't it?"

He grinned as he seemed to whisper this into the ear of one of the passing officers. He was currently standing and being pulled to a holding cell.

"You have a pretty tight grip on me... Bet your imagining that fist inside my tight ass..." He grinned again, but this was met with a quick shove into the cell, and a bloodied lip.

"Fuck..." He growled, raising a hand to look at the blood. "You'll be sorry, you bitches!"

Overall, Alexander's appearance did dictate that of a young drinker. He was twenty-four. A ripe age in many books, and had looks that could kill. He was fairly tall and quite lean. Bordering on skinny, as it were. His hair was trimmed nicely, not too long or short, with a few bangs sticking out oddly in the front. A kind of crazy style a kid his age would have. His hair was jet black, and eyes a shocking shade of green.

And those same emerald eyes moved up to look at the man in the cell across from him. He was no doubt staring. "What the fuck are you looking at?"

"My next criminal record." The man replied shortly with a wicked grin that could freeze hell. It wouldn't be the first time he was busted for assault and he felt this kid needed a lesson or two. Sure, he'd probably get thrown behind bars again... It would be worth it... Too bad this kid only had one night in lock up and he had five months left... But he wouldn't forget. Marcus never forgot anything, especially rich little punks who thought they knew a thing or two about being tough. Damn, little wise guys. But Marcus didn't let his anger show. He wouldn't let the kid get to him. He just continued to grin, his arms leaning over the cell bars as he waited for the cops to come and take him down to be transferred to his more... permanent residence.
The man was bigger than Alexander, a good head taller and his muscles looked like they might crush rock. He looked every bit like the stereotypical jail bird; light-colored, crew cut hair, scar over one eye, skin covered in tattoos, mostly tribal markings on his arms and a barcode on the right side of his neck. He wore a sleeveless, denim jacket and no shirt, showing well toned muscle, with denim jeans and brown workboots. He even had a silver loop in his left ear and chain on his right wrist. If you ever went to jail, this was the man you'd expect to see. The only difference in this man was his age, he couldn't be more than 25, and his eyes, which were a pale, almost unnatural shade of blue. And both of these unnatural eyes were locked on the cocky young boy in the next cell.

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Alexander kept his eyes looking at the man in front of him, unblinking. Even when he heard what the other man said, he didn't move except for perhaps a slight grimace on his lips. That was for looks. He was, admittedly, a little intrigued. He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head back a bit. "You think so?" He asked, crossing his arms. He was wearing a sweater with a pintail vest over it, with some rather skinny jeans. Alex stood up, moving to the bars of his own cell. He sucked idly on the cut on his lip, spitting the blood to the side.

"Really now? Why's that exactly?" A smirk came to his lips, and he realized just how much damage he could do. Oh this man probably deserved it. He looked like the kind that had been in jail before. He was slightly attractive though, which would make Alex regret it. A little. The boy swayed his hips from side to side, tilting his head a little. "What do you plan on doing to me, dear Sir?" Another smirk crossed his lips, and he giggled a drunken giggle.

"You think you could fuck me? I bet beneath all that tough exterior you have a three inch dick."

The man's body tensed as the boy spoke, his rage mounting, which had the added affect of making his muscles seem bigger as his hands gripped the bars, squeezing hard in an effort to control his anger. He wasn't the sort to have some snot-nosed punk tease and taunt him from behind a locked door. His pale eyes never left the boy for a minutes as he spoke, allowing him to gloat and taunt all he liked. Marcus was already forming a plan for his revenge against the little punk. He'd get even. He always did. No one messed with Marcus Bailey and got away with it. And he'd have five, long months to form the perfect plan...
"You're going to regret this day, boy. You're safe behind those bars now, so you can talk your pansy ass off, but I'll get out of here... And when I do..." The man chuckled, leaving the 'what' to the boy's imagination. Oh, he could imagine it all now. The screams, the useless fighting, the pain... He'd show this boy a thing or two, if god was his witness. Which seemed strange, a jailman like him believing in god, but he felt god had a thing for justice and Marcus Bailey knew a thing or two about justice... And soon this boy would too. 'Course, Marcus wasn't usually one for the male types, but he felt in this case he could make an exception. "Not usually one for boys, but you're such a momma's ass, little prick... Well, I don't think I'll notice much difference." He sneered.

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Alex was having a great time taunting the other male. He must have been older, only by a year or two. But he seemed to get pretty damn angry as he stood there and listened to Alexander talk. Alex could go on like this for hours. Jabbering and pissing this other man off. He'd never see him again. Maybe Marcus was going to jail for life, maybe he wasn't. But it was likely that Alex and he would never be in the same room again. Maybe for a second in his drunken state he could see that Marcus was thinking of ways to mess up Alex, but the alcohol brushed it aside.

He took such threats as idle. What could Marcus do about it? He'd be in jail. And would he even remember when he got out? Probably not. At least Alexander assumed so. "Aww. Getting defensive? Sounds like you really do have a three inch dick." He grinned, then stepped away from the door. "A momma's ass? Oh~! You really do think you'll have a chance. How cute..." A guard walked up to the door and unlocked it, pulling Alexander from the cell. "Too bad I couldn't spend more time with you, sweetcheeks. Looks like this 'momma's ass' is getting bailed out. Sorry I can't say the same for you. Have fun with your fellow three inch cocksuckers~!" He chimed before he was walked down the hall.

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In the end, Alex had gotten off easy. He'd had to pay a 100 dollar fine, which his mother obviously took care of. The bail money had been returned to her, and it was like none of this had ever happened.

Five months later Alexander had no doubt forgotten that Marcus even existed. He'd been to so many more parties, fucked so many other strangers, and some loser stuck across from him in a jail cell was far in the past. It wouldn't be a surprise if he forgot he'd even been to jail. He was now at the park, walking down a lovely path by the river. The male was making his way back to his car, ready to head back home for a bath. Or a drink... Or both.

For his part, Marcus didn't say another word. In fact, as the boy taunted him, Marcus moved away from the bars and went to his cot. Laying on it, he faced away from the little snot and completely tuned him out. Right now, his thoughts were on the future... like five month's down the road future. Oh, he could imagine such wonderful things to do to that candy assed kid. This was going to be the slowest, most suspenseful, but enjoyable jail time of his life. "Those who wait..." He muttered to himself as the boy was dragged off by the cops. His thoughts followed this general guideline for the next five months and not for one moment did Marcus forget his promise to the boy. After all, Marcus Bailey may be a rotten, theiving, jail-bird... he he kept his promises. Besides, there was little else to do in jail but think... And five months later, he was ready for his revenge...

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It hadn't been hard to find the little snot. All he'd had to do was find a few rich bars where rich parties were held and ask around. It was surprising how many people were willing to tell this hulking man where Alexander was. They'd even given him his name, despite the fact that Marcus had "criminal" written all of him. He figured the boy didn't have many friends, because he certainly had a lot of enemies. That didn't surprise Marcus near as much though.
So, before even the first night of his release, Marcus Bailey was shadowing Alexander in a bright, fairly active park, his German Shepard, Hunter, padding along at his side, collar and leash unnecessary if after five months of separation. It wasn't the ideal place for this to go down, but Marcus could care less. He'd had jail-time more than he could count and it didn't faze him for a second. The boy would pay, now, and the where was of no consequence to Marcus.
Once they turned down a quiet, somewhat secluded path in the park, Marcus made his move. "Hey there, momma's ass? Long time, no see. Miss me?" He taunted, his voice harsh, as he reached out and grabbed the boy's arm, twisting him about. "Didn't forget me, did you? I mean, I was hurt when you didn't write or call... I was beginning to think you didn't care... But I didn't forget our little agreement... So here I am. Hope you're ready to pay up." The man sneered, reaching out his free hand and roughly grabbing the boy's dick through his pants, making sure he was in no way gentle with it. He wanted this boy to hurt. "Hmph, not 3-inches. That's a shock. I thought that attitude was to compensate, but I guess you're just a sure-fire asshole... Which reminds me, I've got somewhere I was planning on sticking my 3-inches..." Judging by the bulge in Marcus's purposely tight pants, his cock was anything but 3-inches. At his side, Hunter barked.

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Alexander didn't have enemies so much as he had people who were 'pleasently' made at him. In the real world, one would call them an enemy, but in this little world, they'd be considered a friend. Most friends were enemies anyway, that's the way things were. Especially for a kid like Alexander. One that believed he was the life of the party, and the shit. People usually got sick of people like that. But they put up with Alex.

Honestly, it probably wasn't the best idea to go walking in the secluded area of the park, especially for someone like Alex. A wealthy person. But this was a nice park, and there wasn't much to worry about, right? He was just heading back to his car when he heard a voice that made him stop in his tracks. At first he thought it was a cruel joke, a friend of his or something.

His green eyes widened considerably when he saw Marcus, and he grimaced when the other grabbed his arm. Honestly, Alexander didn't know how to react. He was all bark, no bite. And he'd never actually had to physically encounter somebody who he'd told off. People were always too afraid. "Let go..." He growled, narrowing his eyes at the taller man. But just a few seconds after he said this it seemed the other's hand grabbed at his dick. He groaned in pain, doubling over slightly. "The fuck are you talking about? I was drunk. Get over it you dick! You just got your panties in a curl because some 'pansy' told you off." He tried shrugging the other off, but he'd find out soon enough that would not work. Marcus was far too strong.

Marcus grinned at Alex's reaction to him. He'd caught him off guard. He liked that. More than that, he liked seeing the brat in pain. Doubling over was a start, but he had more in mind. His grin widened just thinking about it. "Ah, is the little snot scared? Does he want his mommy? The poor thing... Well, there are no bars here. Just you, me, and my 3-inch friend... plus nine inches... Can you do simple math, rich kid, or did your mommy pay your way through school?" Marcus taunted. It was is turn to play and he was going to enjoy it. "What? All talk and no walk? You were all talk and promises five months ago... I like a man to keep his promises, kid...You don't want to know what I do to men who don't keep their promises..."
Now, Marcus seemed to enjoy the boy's annoying talking. He smiled. "You know, usually I like to take it nice and slow, but with you I'm gonna make an exception, momma's boy... Judging by what you said, I think you'll like it more that way." Marcus sneered, reaching out his free hand for the boy's belt, which he quickly began to unbuckle. It took him almost no time at all to get the boy's pants down to his knees, an act that instantly lessened the boy's chances of fleeing. "Boy, you really got a better set than I gave you credit for." Marcus remarked as he again roughly grabbed the boy's dick, slidding his other hand around to securely grab one of the boy's butt cheeks and deliver a resounding smack that left a red mark on the first blow... Made redder by the second and third, none of which were gentle. "You won't forget me again, kid." Marcus hissed.

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Of course he'd caught Alex off guard! The boy hardly even thought back to that fuzzy day, but with Marcus' voice and grin, it all seemed to come right back to him. Everything he'd said. Or close to everything he'd said... He kept his eyes on the other, obviously it'd be quite difficult to get away. Alex almost seemed to shudder with this news. Three plus nine? What, was the man a horse!? Twelve inches of cock! Normally he might enjoy it, but now... Fuck no! He wouldn't give the other the pleasure of fucking him like this. Only the hottest, most privileged men got to fuck him. "I didn't promise you shit!"

It seemed that as time went on, and the situation got realer and realer for Alexander, his cockiness had faded almost completely. He had nothing to say now, no smart ass comments. Instead he looked almost fearful. The boy let out something of a groan as his dick was grabbed, and let out a loud whimper when the smack was delivered to his ass, then the next, and the next. He let out a growl and quickly spat at Marcus. "Fucking bastard!"

((Heh... A horse... Maybe it's Natural Male Ehancement. The TV says that stuff works. Heh.))

Marcus just stood still for a moment, soaking in the joy of watching this little peon squirm. Oh, he was so going to enjoy this. After all, he hadn't had a proper fix in over five months. Jail was a lot more well-guarded than people thought and the little romantic forays that stories tell about... That was more or less nonsense. Relieving himself on this guy was going to be fun. "Shaking your ass and smart-mouthing is considered a promise where I come from, kid." The man retorted, though still remained where he was, taking his time as he gave a noticably hard squeeze to boy's special area.
The fear in Alexander's eyes was enough to almost send Marcus over the edge, but he had more control that that. He flinched as the boy spat at him, but surprisingly didn't lose his temper. He calmly wiped the spit from his face before grinning. "I was hoping you'd do something like that, punk... So I could really enjoy doing something like... this." Marcus muttered as he twisted the kid around, grinding his already bulging package against the kid's backside. He grinded him a moment, before deciding that he really wanted to take the kid for a ride and right now. No stopping, no pausing. He wanted the little pervert to really suffer before the inevetable happened and he started... liking it. Wierd little punk.
Reaching down, he unzipped his jeans and pulled out what he hoped, and had great confidence, was the biggest cock this kid had ever seen. He managed to control himself just long enough twist the kid around one more time. He wanted him to have a good look at what was about to be rammed up his backside. "Like it, kid? Shouldn't be too bad, really... After all, you're experienced, right?... And it's just a little, ol' 3-inches... right?" Marcus taunted. Beside, Hunter barked again, standing guard like the well-trained dog he was.

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[[Heehee. Alex definitely hasn't seen a cock this big before.]]

A promise! He'd hardly made a promise at all! In fact, he hadn't. He'd done the exact opposite of that. He'd badmouthed the other. And maybe in Marcus' tiny little brain, that translated into a promise. What an idiot. But this idiot was now pretty much in control of the situation. This only seemed to be punctuated when Marcus squeezed him so harshly. "A-Ah..." He groaned once more.

Alexander was a slut. The second the other ground up against him, his first thought was how much he'd like that cock in him. And then he remembered the situation, and he began to squirm in Marcus' arms. "S-Stop!" He growled, practically snarling. Alexander could telll some of the changes in Marcus' thoughts, and he didn't like them one bit. The other wasn't hesitating at all. It was this that scared Alex. If he planned on sticking that thing in so suddenly... Fuck. He was in for quite a bit of pain.

The boy's eyes met Marcus' cock, and they stayed considerably wide. He swallowed, shifting where he was before he threw a punch at the other's face. "Don't fucking touch me!" He snarled. In his mind, Alexander was a bit regretful. Marcus was very nice looking, especially now that he knew just how nice the other's cock was. He almost wished they'd met on other terms. -Almost.-

Marcus grinned cruelly as the boy groaned and his eyes took on a strange gleam in his unnaturally-blue eyes as he noticed the slight upward tilt of Alexander's penis. He was already getting off on this? "Damn, you're a strange kid... I'd of thought-" But Marcus didn't get to finish his thought as the boy's fist compacted with the side of his face, a fairly sound 'thud' ringing out. Marcus shook his head and grinned, a thin, trail of blood now mingling with his blond, wavy locks, the only real change from the last time Alex had seen Marcus. He didn't trust those guards with sharp objects anywhere near his head, so his hair was longer now. Marcus actually grinned at the boy after the punch. "Not a bad blow, kid, but are you really as dumb as you look? You think a little peon like you could faze me?... Heh... Don't make me laugh." The man chuckled as he grabbed Alexander's arm again, this time more roughly, and spun him about. "Hope you'll enjoy this kid.... I know I will." And with that he positioned his head at the entrance of Alex's obviously unvirgin hole.
Just as he prepared to enter, Hunter barked and Marcus looked up to see a young couple approaching from down the path. Quickly, Marcus moved in to the woods, just close enough to still see the couple without easily being seen themselves. Slamming Alex against the rough trunk of a tree, far more harshly than necessary, Marcus grinded his dick against the boy's hole as the couple approached, talking. Hunter joined them. "Say a word and I'll rip you dick off." Marcus threatened in a whispered tone that didn't seem capable of lieing about such things. As he spoke, he placed a rough hand on the boy's cock, as if to prove a point. He then repositioned his head against Alex's hole again. "Make a sound... and you can say good bye to any forays you had planned tonight... or ever." Marcus hissed, squeezing the boy's cock as he did so, waiting for the couple to be just in earshot. He wanted this to be close... No reason to waste the first plunge, right?

((How big is Alex's penis and how tight is his ass?))

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Alex wasn't necessarily turned on on purpose. The rough handling and everything... That was something he just wasn't used to. And it seemed like his body was reacting nicely to it. Well, nicely for Alexander, and maybe nicely for Marcus. He wasn't completely positive if the other even wanted him to get aroused or not, so he felt a little panicked when he realized his dick was half hard. The boy swallowed after he'd hit the other on the head. Alexander was not weak, but he didn't have very good aim, nor did he have any real power behind his punches. He wasn't trained to fight people off.

The boy thought that Marcus just might change his mind when he saw the two walking down the path. Alex hadn't even thought of calling out, but when Marcus mentioned it he realized that he probably could save himself from this. When he was slammed against the tree trunk he felt the wind blown out of him, and he gasped for air. "A-Ah..." He panted out quietly, looking at Marcus from the side of his eyes. Alex swallowed again, his eyes wide with... Fear. Excitement. He really couldn't tell. But he definitely didn't want his dick ripped off. It was a moderate size. About eight inches. Definitely not as large as Marcus' however. As for his ass... Well he hadn't been laid in a few weeks, so he was bound to be tight. Not virginally tight, but tight nonetheless. That might make things a little difficult for Marcus. And perhaps a little more pleasurable.

"Good boy. I knew you'd come around soon enough... Just needed a little... coaxing." Marcus muttered, moving his hand up and down Alex's cock for a moment. He could get used to this.
Marcus' dick hardened with a combination of two main things, the couple stopping just a few feet from them to take a seat on a bench next to the pond and Alexander looking at him. The couple's proximity made this all so much more erotic and Alex's eyes... Well, those green eyes had a certain appeal that caught even the harsh, usually straight Marcus Bailey. And the sight of the boy's largening cock certainly didn't injure things. "Damn, you're a real slut, ya know that?" He muttered, half taunting and half surprised.
"So let's see how well you are, then." And with another squeeze of Alex's cock, he pressed the head of his 12-inch cock in to the boy's ass with little ceremony. One, harsh pump of his hips and he had the head in, plus about an inch. He grunted, clearly not as concerned about the couple as he was forcing Alex do be. He had a feeling this kid might like to be loud and he wondered what forced quiet volume would do to him. "Damn, kid, you're tight. I thought you got pounded about four times a day... Well, I'll have to make up for that, I guess." With a grunt, he pushed in, grinding Alex roughly against the bark of the tree as he managed to slid two more inches in. He'd hoped to take him quick, but he had a feeling that, size what it was, it would be painful nonetheless... And far more pleasurable for him this way. Absently, he tightened his grip on the boy's cock. Marcus liked to have something to hold on to and, unfortunately for Alex, right now his cock was all there was.

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Honestly, what greater coaxing was there than to stroke someone's cock? Or to threaten to tear it off? Or both! He swallowed harshly when the other ran his hand up and down his cock in almost a stroking motion. That felt nice... And it only further helped harden his cock. This could be seen as a good or a bad thing.

The distance of the couple put Alex on the edge. He didn't know what to do. He'd look like a slut if he didn't call out, but if he did he'd probably have his balls and or cock crushed beneath Marcus. He decided it would be easier to be considered a slut, seeing as he already looked like one with his almost completely hard dick. The only reply he gave Marcus to the comment about being a slut was a light pant as he placed his hands on the tree for support.

Alex was not quiet, luckily, or rather unluckily for Marcus. It depended on what the other male liked. Alex was a moaner, and he had some of the most beautiful sounds escape from his lips during sex. Having to hold them in would be torture enough for the boy. Funny, because usually, Alex did have that much sex. Several times a day, at different places. Sometimes with people he hardly knew. And that sort of turned him on. But lately he'd been a little more serious, and had been getting some things done around the house, and with business, so he hadn't been fucked in a good two weeks. And honestly, it had been killing him. "A-Ah..." He let a small moan slip, then bit his bottom lip. "Wh-Why didn't you bring any lube?" It was a small pant and he pressed his ass back on Marcus a little. Fuck... That hurt. And Marcus wasn't even all the way in.

"Man, you're easy to please... and even at a time like this." Marcus muttered as he noticed the bulging of Alex's cock in his hand. Just out of curiousity, he flicked the very tip of Alex's cock with his thumb before circling it. It seemed like he completely owed this boy now, just for touching his dick. It was a funny sight, he had to say. He'd never seen someone give in so completely to being raped, even with the threat of harm or humiliation. This Alex wasn't certainly a rare find. He was beginning to feel fortunate that the boy had insulted him now... Or else he wouldn't be enjoying him like this little scene.
God, this boy was tight. Three inches in and he was already having some trouble. Though whether that was due to Alex's tightness, his thickness, or both was hard to tell. He half-moaned, half-grunted and he humped Alex, using quick, merciless, little jolts to force his way in. He'd managed an extra four inches. 7 inches now, about the average size for a young man... And Marcus still had 5 more to go. He seemed to having trouble getting it in any farther. "Lube? And make this easier on you? I want you to hurt, remember?... Fucking idiot." He hissed, squeezing agressively at the boy's dick and grabbing harshly at his balls as he heard to boy moan. "I said keep quiet." He ordered with a grin. So he was a moaner, like he'd thought. This was going to be fun.
From across the path, the couple looked up, startled. The woman leaned against the man, worried, as he approached their side of the wood, looking in for any source of the sounds they'd heard. "Even breath and it's over for your future family." Marcus threatened, calloused hand beginning to rub slow and hard at the boy's cock. He was going to make this as hard for him as he could.
As the couple stared in to the wood, Marcus, mostly concealed by the tree, continued to pump frantically in to Alex. He didn't seem to be making any progress with the last five inches, but until the couple left he couldn't reposition Alex for deeper penetration. It didn't slip his notice that Alex was leaning back against him now and he seemed to grin and frown at that. This slutty behavior was fun, but it wanted the boy to hurt... When the couple left, he'd pull out a few more tricks. For now, he justed upped his pace, not nearly reaching his full strength but making it hard and forceful enough that he knew it would hurt... and be damn hard for the boy not to squeal, especially with the added bonus of his cock being pumped with furious motions, never losening his agonizing grip on the boy's dick as he moved.

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Most of it wasn't even Alex! His body just reacted this way. He just had a lot of hormones, and got horny really easily. Probably from all of his drinking and constant fucks. He got up quite easily. And this situation was no different. The boy shifted when Marcus flicked his cock, holding back another little noise of discontentment. Perhaps Alex was assuming that if he showed he enjoyed this, which he actually was doing a bit of, the other wouldn't harm him. Humiliation was nothing. He actually got off on it sometimes. But pain was another thing. Alex was quite a wimp.

His eyes fluttered, and he panted as Marcus thrust into him. Fuck... He could take the rest of the other. But a little stretching and perhaps lube would have made the penetration slightly easier on the both of them. Marcus seemed to be enjoying himself though. The grab at his balls only made things worse for Alex, and he began to squirm against the tree and Marcus. FUCK! That fucking hurt! A small grunt left his lips, but when he saw the man move towards them.

He swallowed harshly and held his breath, barely daring to breath in. He could feel the other pumping his hand harshly, and that emitted a small barely audible whimper from Alex. Fuck.. He wanted to shout and scream. This wasn't fair, sitting here like this having to take it. He couldn't even utter one single word. "Nnhhh..." It hurt now, and instead of leaning back he made a motion to pull away.

Marcus grinned as Alex squirmed and grunted and made a mental note that his balls were a sensitive spot. For a man who liked to get fucked so much, he sure was a pansy. Stupid, rich kid. Marcus grunted, but this time more out of disgust than pleasure. Sure, he was loving this kid now, or at least what he was doing to him, but in all truth the boy really ticked him off. He was pathetic as far as Marcus was concerned. A rich, little slut. Man, Marcus hated rich kids.
Oh, Marcus was enjoying this. The look on Alex's face was priceless. It was obvious how much he wanted to scream, anyone would, and to see him squirm was almost as pleasurable as pounding his tight, little ass against the tree. Part of him began to wish he had bothered to lube the kid though, as this was taking longer than he liked... But each second of effort hurt the kid just that much more and that brought a smile to Marcus's face as he pumped in and out of Alex, ignoring the couple all together. Now though, he was more humping Alex than anything else, not coming fully out but just a little, using short, frantic pumps to pound the kid against the tree. He was so caught up that he didn't even notice as Alex tried to pull away. The combination of the tree, Marcus' pumping, and his frantically moving hand on Alex's cock did well enough to keep the boy in place. He did notice, however, as the couple seemed to give up and began to slowly depart. Once they were gone... Marcus had some more fun planned.

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