LM Chapter 4.2

About 30 minutes later, Lyndon emerged from the bathroom completely naked after showering.

“I, uh, I’m done washing…”
“Alright. Come over here and get on your hands and knees.”
“…”

Lyndon slowly approached Hayley and got on his hands and knees on the bed. Hayley grabbed Lyndon’s waist, where faint handprints remained, lifted him up, and placed a cushion under his stomach.

“I can’t see your anus well.”

Saying that, Hayley began pouring a generous amount of oil onto his palm. Watching this, Lyndon made a dazed expression.

“Lyndon. I’ll say it again, this is treatment.”

Finally, the oil was spread around Lyndon’s anus. It felt soft, ticklish, and strangely erotic.

“So, what I’m trying to say is…” Hayley’s finger, which had been teasing the cleanly washed area around the anus, finally pushed into the moist opening. But it was still gentle. Because it was just one finger. “Try to hold back. Don’t just cum the moment you feel pleasure. Try to hold it in as long as you can, okay?”

“Huh, hmmmm… Yes, yes…”
“Good.”

Immediately, Hayley’s finger settled into a circular motion, beginning to stretch Lyndon’s anus. It was humiliating and painful, yet pleasure seeped through, making it utterly miserable.

Then a second finger thrust inside. It immediately pressed hard against the prostate, rounded and protruding within his anus.

“Ha, ugh, ah…”

Lyndon’s eyes widened as he struggled not to cum. From broad daylight until now – no, ever since entering this duke’s chambers – the repeated waves of pleasure had been agonizing. It was unbearably difficult to hold back.

‘This… this… How the hell am I supposed to hold back?!’

Lyndon’s pupils lost focus again. Only moist, agonized moans escaped his mouth. Hayley’s fingers moved faster and faster. By now, Lyndon’s hole had been stretched quite wide. 

Finally, Hayley withdrew his fingers and murmured, “Alright. You held back well, Lyndon. Now I’ll put mine in and scrape out your gut bacteria.”

“Huh, ugh! What?”
“Don’t cum this time either. Try to hold back well.”
“…”

But no matter how much Lyndon’s inadequate brain tried to process it, it seemed impossible. Just a few fingers were enough to make him lose his mind. 

With precum dripping like water from the tip of his glans, how could he possibly hold back with that huge, thick, long, disgusting cock shoved inside him?

He truly had no confidence. So he cried out, “Th-then, Your Grace! P-please tie it up!”

“… What?” For the first time, Hayley looked at Lyndon with a flustered expression.

“T-tie it up… with a rope or something… Please tie up my cock… H-huh, I-I have no confidence I can hold back from ejaculating…”

“…”

Hayley barely suppressed the smile curling at his lips. Of course, he’d planned to tie that cock up someday. He’d already mapped out the plan: tightly bind that cock that came so easily, then probe the back hole.

But he hadn’t expected Lyndon to ask to be tied up first. So he felt an insane, overwhelming joy.

“… Oh, ahem. Alright. We’ll do it that way.” Hayley managed to stifle a laugh as he approached the dresser in the corner of the bedroom. He found a suitable rope there and returned to Lyndon.

Lyndon, who had been lying face down, was now lying on his back. Hayley spread Lyndon’s legs and fiddled with the cock protruding between his sharply jutting thigh bones as he spoke, “I’m so proud of you for being so enthusiastic about this treatment.”

Saying that, Hayley began tying the lower part of the pillar with the rope. That alone nearly made Linden cum. Just the sensation of the base of the pillar being bound with rope.

“Ha, haah, hk…”

Soon, a firm pressure was felt over his cock, and the binding was complete. Hayley murmured that it was a sight to behold as he watched. But Lyndon, his mind gone again, didn’t hear it.

“Now, Lyndon. I’ll try to insert my cock into your hole and extract the microorganisms.”
“Huh, y-yes, yes…”
“But microorganisms are incredibly small and countless, invisible to our eyes. There’s no telling when we’ll extract them all.”
“Yes.”
“Right. Please try to endure it well.”

With that final word, Hayley’s erect penis pierced Lyndon’s anus and began entering inside.

Squish.

“Gah.”
“Huh, hwaaah!”

Lyndon and Hayley moaned simultaneously. But Hayley was a bit more refined, while Lyndon was a bit more vulgar.

Both were experiencing similar levels of pleasure. For Lyndon, his body, developed through a day of relentless teasing, was now experiencing intense ecstasy. For Hayley, his cock, swollen to the point of ache all day without release, was finally entering Lyndon, delivering immense satisfaction.

Wet breaths poured out indiscriminately. It was impossible to tell whose they were. Both were exhaling nonstop.

Soon, Hayley’s cock slowly sank deeper, finally settling inside Lyndon until it filled him completely.

“Ha, haa!”
“Ugh!”

Hayley slowly pulled his hips back. Then he thrust deep inside him once more. A tumultuous sound escaped Lyndon’s mouth.

“Ugh, ahh! Ugh!”

The swollen cock, the area bound by the rope, ached. It felt like he might die. His entire body shivered.

Watching Lyndon intoxicated by pleasure, Hayley wore a satisfied expression. Then he began pistoning even faster.

As if waiting for it, Lyndon’s rectal walls slurped and tightened around Hayley’s penis. The intense pressure made him feel like he would ejaculate immediately, but he barely managed to hold back.

In that state, he relentlessly penetrated deep inside Lyndon. He persistently struck the prostate area as he thrust inward. Again and again, over and over.

“Ah, hot, hmmph!”

Every time his prostate was stimulated, Lyndon couldn’t hold back and let out a moan. That was incredibly pleasurable for Hayley.

Soon, Lyndon’s hips trembled and shook. He gripped the bedsheet with his hands, tearing at it as he writhed. He wanted to come, but couldn’t. The overwhelming sensation of that massive duality made his breath catch in his throat.

The longer the agony lasted, the worse Lyndon’s situation became compared to Hayley’s. He’d always been quick to climax. Anna had even teased him about his premature ejaculation a few times.

But since arriving at the Duke’s residence, he’d become even quicker and easier to bring to climax. Just a few light touches on his prostate turned him into a complete wimp who’d shoot his load instantly.

But now, with that release absolutely blocked, how agonizing it must be for Lyndon. He felt like he might die from the intense pleasure he couldn’t release.

Tears kept welling up in his eyes, and saliva he couldn’t swallow dripped from his chin. He felt like he might die, forced to endure the duke’s cock thrusting into him with only his body to bear it.

“Huh, hwaa! Your Grace! Ha, haa! My, my stomach, it, it feels strange!”
“Kch. Wh-what’s strange about it? Hmph. Tell me what it feels like to expel microorganisms!”
“Huh, aah! Th-that! W-wait, just, just a moment, t-take a break… Ugh, hih, hihguk!”

Finally, with those words, Lyndon’s body began to contract violently. The hole spasmed as if trying to squeeze the cock dry. Simultaneously, his toes trembled convulsively, and the cock tied with ropes shook.

It felt like an electric current was zapping from the hole straight to his brain. His eyes were wide open, unable to close. A blinding flash erupted before his eyes.

The pain down below felt like it would drive him mad. The swollen flesh of his cock bulged and strained against the restraints.

But he hadn’t ejaculated. Though he’d reached climax without release, the tip of Lyndon’s glans remained dry. All that stained the urethral plug were a few drips of precum that had trickled down.

But his heart grew heavier. His breath came in ragged gasps, his heart pounding as if it would burst. Tears streamed down his cheeks. Perhaps because his face felt so hot, the flowing tears felt almost cold against his skin.

And in this very moment, it was actually Hayley who came. Lyndon’s entire body contracted, his back passage clamping down hard on Hayley’s cock.

It was a crazy hole that felt like it would cum just from being entered. Yet that hole was willingly coaxing him, biting down hard on Hayley’s dick. It was an intense pressure that made him feel like he had to cum right then and there.

“Ha, ah… Ha ha. Lyndon, you… did you just cum from the back?“

Lyndon stared blankly at some point on the ceiling. Seeing that lewd sight, blood began rushing back to Hayley’s cock, which had just ejaculated.

Inside Lyndon, it hardened and twisted.

”Fuck…” Uncharacteristically cursing, he pulled his hips back out. White semen oozed out between the shaft struggling to exit Lyndon’s tight anus.

Hayley didn’t even glance at it, thrusting forcefully back inside Lyndon again, striking his prostate. He whipped that sticky organ painfully.

“Ha, haaah! “Hic!” Lyndon, who had just climaxed moments before, cried out noisily, shaking his head frantically from side to side. But Hayley couldn’t stop. Instead, he thrust into Lyndon even faster.

Then Lyndon cried out in a wail.

“Y-Your Grace! S-Stop for a moment! Huh, huh! Ha! S-Stop!”
“Huh–”

Hayley, who just moments ago had been babbling nonsense about trying to hold back, about it being part of the treatment, now couldn’t utter a single word. All that came out was gasping, air-filled moans. There was no longer any room left to spout any more nonsense at Lyndon.

“G-g-gasp! Haa!”

His gasping breaths rushed urgently through his lips. The breath was so hot it felt like air burning amidst rising flames. The hot breaths of the two bodies pressed tightly together mingled in the air.

His heart pounded like a madman. Was it because the blood rushed too violently? It felt like his entire body, from head to toe, was vibrating rapidly. The pleasure spreading through him made his whole body feel like it was burning hot, his skin tingling. With each gasping, damp breath, his throat and every part deep within his chest felt like they were on fire.

“Fuck, fuck! Stop, stop!”

Lyndon couldn’t hold back any longer, cursing and shaking his head violently as he screamed. The veins in his neck bulged, and the ones under his jaw stood out. His eyes, wide open, stared at the duke’s golden irises, then fixed on the ceiling beyond, unable to focus, as he gasped for breath.

He had already climaxed once without ejaculating. He hadn’t even gotten a chance to rest. In that state, Hayley was relentlessly pounding Lyndon’s overworked prostate. The overwhelming pleasure made his entire body ache and feel tortured.

‘This is weird… My body feels strange…’

His vision threatened to roll back. This was a first for him. It had always felt strange during sex with Hayley, but never this intense.

That’s why he was scared. Scared of the changing self, scared of this overwhelming pleasure he couldn’t handle, scared even of that duke thrusting madly inside him as if trying to pierce through his very core.

“Ha, haaah! Hic! Huuuh! Gah! S-stop!“

Lyndon’s vision flickered white. With each thrust from Hayley, he climaxed. Again and again, repeatedly.

“Ah, ahh! Ugh! Ha!”

His waist tingled. His mouth felt so sweet it threatened to drive him mad. The tip of his tongue was numb.

“S-stop! Hah! Ugh! Uh-ugh!”

Another climax, and another, came crashing over him. His entire body twisted and contorted, creating violent tremors.

“Ha! Haa!”

Staring vaguely into space like a blind man, Lyndon cried out. If this kept up, he truly would…

“Your Grace! I, I! Stop, I, I don’t want it! No, no more!“
”Huh… How exactly do you not want it? Tell me, tell me clearly…”

Hayley looked at Lyndon with a deep frown. That beautiful face, flushed on both cheeks, streaming transparent tears.

Pure and composed, yet now disheveled and vulgar.

“Th-that, hhuhhh…”

Lyndon squeezed his eyes shut, struggling to endure the pleasure. The duke, regretting the loss of those clear, lake-like blue eyes, thrust into Lyndon fiercely once more.

“Ha, haa!”

The pain that had been spreading throughout his body now focused sharply on one specific spot. It was a tingling, numbing, dull ache, yet it felt like it would burst open…

Lyndon managed to open just one eye and looked down. There, swollen large and turning from bright red to a dark, almost black color, was his own lower body. It looked as if it were necrotizing.

“Ha, ugh! Hic!”

Realizing the source of the pain made it intensify even more rapidly. He had been told not to ejaculate, but it was now impossible to hold back. If he didn’t release, he would surely become impotent.

‘That can’t happen!’

“D-Duke! P-Please… untie… untie me!”

Lyndon managed to cry out. Then, still thrusting wildly and brutally, Hayley looked down at Lyndon’s lower body. At Lyndon’s lower body, which had turned as blue as a branch, as if it might die at any moment.

“Oh, my! I nearly killed you.”

But despite his words, Hayley didn’t untie him. He only repeated his beastly thrusting.

Finally, Lyndon lowered his trembling arms. As he roughly grabbed the rope tied over his cock, trying to pull it loose, Hayley’s hand stopped him.

“Haha, Lyndon. I’ll, I’ll do it for you.” Saying that, he continued thrusting his cock deep inside Lyndon. Lyndon truly felt like he was going to die.

“Huh, huh-uh! Hot! Fa-fast! Hic!”

Hayley laughed as he pulled his hips back until his cock was almost completely out of the hole. When the tip caught on the edge, he thrust back in with brutal force, slamming into Lyndon’s insides with a fierce, merciless thrust. He drove into him with such viciousness, as if intent on bursting his prostate.

“Hic! Hak!”

Simultaneously, he untied the rope binding Lyndon’s shaft. Freedom was finally his.

“Ah, no! Hiiiiik! Huh! Aaaaaah!” Lyndon screamed wildly as he came violently.

Pale white semen erupted noisily, splattering indiscriminately all over Lyndon’s chest and face. Lyndon gasped for breath, his own semen splattered across his face, neck, and chest.

“Huh, ahh! Aaah!”

It was a very long, viscous ejaculation. A pleasure like his brain slipping out through his cockhole followed. And the moment that ejaculation ended, he began to spurt prostate fluid.

“Heeh! No, no… Huh!”

Transparent fluid splattered involuntarily onto Lyndon’s stomach, face, and chest. Hayley, feeling Lyndon’s soft, tightly constricted inner walls, finally felt an urgent urge to ejaculate. He immediately pulled his cock out of Lyndon’s back hole and aimed it towards Lyndon’s face.

“Ugh!”

Hayley’s pure white semen splattered over Lyndon’s face and chest, already drenched in his own cum and prostate fluid.

Lyndon closed his weary eyes, smelling the thick, sticky scent of the semen splattered even onto his eyelids.

He no longer had the strength to stay conscious.