LM Chapter 2.4

Meanwhile, Lyndon felt utterly humiliated. It was almost like being caught defecating in public.

He was a man, yet here he was, wanting to utter such vulgar words – begging for something huge to pierce his rear and thrust into him repeatedly. What kind of sick, twisted nonsense was that?

But he couldn’t hold back any longer. The thigh he’d been clenching to hide his hard cock since earlier was starting to ache stiffly. It felt like it might cramp up any second.

So he boldly shouted, “Um, um! Ha, my… my anus feels… weird! Could… could you… could you… thrust something… big… into it!?”

“Big thing? What, what kind? Tell me specifically.”
“Well, so…”

His eyes spun. He’d never had anal sex before. This sudden desire felt awkward.

So he bit his lip again, struggling desperately to regain his composure.

“Ah, no. Um, well, but since earlier, I’ve been feeling kinda… weird… I, I don’t know why, but, uh, I’m excited… Ugh. I, I’ll come back tomorrow…”

Thinking he should go to his room, where his roommates had fled, and masturbate, he tried to get up from the bed. But Hayley forcibly pushed Lyndon back down and said in an angry voice, “Lyndon, you dare say you’re going back to your room? You’re trying to hide the teaspoons!”

“…”

‘Those damn teaspoons, teaspoons. I’m going crazy.’

“This won’t do! I’ll have to shove something bigger up your asshole. Then the teaspoons will pop right out!”
“Bigger… bigger… you mean something bigger?”

Lyndon’s face twisted into a strange grimace. His eyebrows drooped, and the corners of his mouth twitched upward.

Watching this, Hayley began undressing. He tossed aside the pants he’d gotten soaked in the bath earlier, then ripped off his tight-fitting undershirt and flung it to the floor. Lyndon’s eyes took in his broad shoulders, firm chest, and taut abs. And the large cock hanging below.

“Ugh…”

Seeing that, Lyndon’s cock wilted again of its own accord. A stiff cock just like his own? His excitement couldn’t help but cool.

But Hayley didn’t give a damn about that. He pressed his glans against Lyndon’s back hole. He didn’t forget to crack a joke while doing it, “Oh! I hope my cock becomes a proper hook to scoop out a teaspoon.”

Saying that, he thrust his large cock violently into Lyndon’s rear, forcing his way inside.

It was tight!

“Ugh, ha!”
“Guh…”

Even though the inside was thoroughly lubricated and stretched with oil, it remained narrow and wet. Hayley exhaled, fighting back the rising urge to come as the tight walls clung to him.

Meanwhile, Lyndon was busy enduring the pain of the hole being forcibly stretched open. No matter how much stimulant had been applied, pain was pain. Finally, clear tears welled up beneath Lyndon’s blue eyes.

“Y-Your Grace, this, this hurts too much… Ugh, ugh! Ugh… It hurts…”
”This is to reveal your sins, so bear with it…”

Saying that, Hayley’s weapon-like cock withdrew once more. Then it plunged deep inside Lyndon again.

Thud!

“Ugh!”

This time hurt a little less. But a strange sensation spread from the inner walls of his rectum. It burned like his solar plexus was being squeezed, chilling yet oddly…

Finally, Lyndon’s cock, which had been limp and withered, began to harden. It was ready to thrust into something and release at any moment.

But unfortunately, there was nothing to wrap around Lyndon’s cock today. Because today was the day Lyndon became the hole itself.

“Huh, hmmph!”
“Haah…”

That was when it began. Hayley moved his hips back and forth like a madman, fast and crude, repeatedly thrusting into Lyndon over and over.

Lyndon, too, seemed to have forgotten any pain, gasping like a man possessed by the sensation of Hayley’s glans scraping against his prostate.

“Huh, ugh! Ha! Huhhh! Hic!”
“Huh…!”

For a while, the only sounds echoing across the bed were the two of them moaning wildly. Hayley’s thick thighs and his heavy, hard cock aggressively thrust into Lyndon’s back passage. Lyndon lay spread-eagled, gasping for breath just to withstand Hayley’s pressure.

Honestly, it was a feeling he’d never experienced before. Not the excitement of his cock being touched directly, but the thrill of something thrusting into his asshole. The excitement created by the stimulation of his rectal walls, the area around his prostate.

Except for the slight chill of the shaft, it felt like a pleasure several times greater than anything he’d ever felt before.

The overwhelming, almost unbearable pleasure threatened to make Lyndon lose his mind, so he squeezed his eyes shut tightly.

And just how many times had Hayley rammed his cock into Lyndon? 

Thump, thump, thump, thump. 

By the time he was pounding Lyndon’s rectum relentlessly, Lyndon let out an unusually loud, raucous cry, “Hmph, hmph! Your Grace! M-My Lord! Haa! I-I, hmph! S-Stop, hmph!”

The duke continued thrusting relentlessly into Lyndon, who was flushed crimson and screaming in pleasure. No, he actually thrust faster and more violently, driving his cock deeper inside Lyndon.

Then, he tip of his cock hit something hard, like a speed bump. It was Lyndon’s prostate, swollen and rounded from intense arousal. In that instant, everything went white before Lyndon’s eyes.

“Huh, hwaaang!”

Immediately, a cloudy stream of semen spurted from the tip of Lyndon’s glans. He had cum, purely from the back passage, without even being touched up front.

“Ha, ha ha!” Watching Lyndon tremble and shake while staring blankly into space after his release, Hayley burst into loud laughter.

The fact that this guy, who claimed he’d never even tried anal before meeting him, had cum so quickly from just his cock alone, filled Hayley with an inexplicable sense of elation. Even if it was aided by the power of the oil infused with libido-enhancing ingredients.

“Oh! Lyndon, Lyndon! Really, you’re so vulgar! Cumming at the crucial moment when your sins are being exposed, you’re too busy making excuses.”
“Huh, hhuh, haa!”

Ignoring Lyndon, who was too busy gasping for breath, Hayley began thrusting his hips again. Driven by the intent to pierce Lyndon’s depths, he thrust his cock deeper and deeper, splitting the clinging flesh.

“Gah! Ha, haaak! D-Duke! M-Master! P-Please stop! Huuuuk!”

But Hayley had no intention of stopping. He was going to make Lyndon scream today, no matter what. Whether his cock broke or Lyndon’s hole tore. He was determined to see it through to the end.

“Huh, hwuk! I, I’m sorry! P-please! You, you bastard! You, you fucking bastard! Haaack!”

Unable to bear the excessive pleasure that felt like pain, Lyndon even dared to hurl insults at the duke. But Hayley showed no sign of stopping. Sweat poured down Hayley’s temples. Wiping it away lightly with a hand, Hayley roughly grabbed Lyndon’s firm waist.

Lyndon’s body jerked and trembled violently, like a trembling willow tree. Between them, the crude, lewd sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed incessantly.

Lyndon’s eyes were bloodshot. Tears streamed down unceasingly beneath them. Saliva dripped from his slightly parted lips.

In truth, Lyndon’s entire body was quite damp. His chest and stomach glistened with his own cum, while a mixture of pre-cum and lubricant oozed from his rear. His wrists, still bound together, were red and swollen from the rope, damp with sweat.

Watching him howl while bound, Hayley smiled as if pleased. He gave Lyndon’s nipple a long lick. Lyndon’s breath immediately twisted into a more violent gasp.

“Ha, fuck, Lyndon, you’re practically born for this. You really haven’t tried anal before? Huh? Tell me honestly.”
“Ahh, ah! Ugh! S-stop! Huh!”

But Lyndon was in no state to give a long answer. He could only emit incessant moans, a cacophony of meaningless sounds. Then, finally, Lyndon’s consciousness snapped. His eyes closed, his head lost all strength and slumped down.

Watching this, Hayley pulled Lyndon’s clean face toward his own lips with his hands. He slipped his tongue between Lyndon’s soft, parted lips and moved it rapidly. Lyndon could only manage shallow, labored moans in his unconscious state.

And finally, Hayley began to thrust deeply and viscously inside Lyndon.