Page 23 of From Best To Bested

Roman remained stoic when looking back at Ezra, even if his body betrayed him with trembling. Even if Ezra’s playful slap of his ass roused something in the tension Roman clung to.

“Ready?”

Roman turned away and nodded.

Ezra smacked Roman’s butt again, then bounced his dick between the crack of Roman’s ass a few times. “I’ve been dreaming about this day, dude. Bet you’re gonna be the best hole I’ll ever break in.”

With that, he pushed his cock into Roman, and the sensation sent an immediate pain through Roman. He sucked in a sharp breath and held back a muffled groan. Ezra continued pushing in slowly, but Roman felt every inch, believing somehow Ezra had shoved all ten inches into him.

“Relax.” Ezra scratched at Roman’s back, a massaging act that helped when he forced Roman’s back into an arch again. He hadn’t even realized his spine had tightened up. “It’s just the tip. We’ll let it—”

“What?” Roman interrupted, pained and ready to be done, impossibly stunned by the comment.

“Oh, yeah. We got a lot of meat left to fit in.” Ezra laughed a little. “Don’t worry, though. I’m gonna give you a chance toadjust. Let your hole stretch a bit. It’ll make it easier when I start pounding you out.”

True to his word, Ezra gave Roman another minute or two before he pushed further into him. Now that Roman realized all he had inside before was the head of Ezra’s cock with another inch or so, he felt the distinct difference with every push.

His body quaked in Ezra’s grasp, and he took swift, sharp breaths, hoping to ease the pain. It spread with a burn that consumed him entirely. He’d never felt anything so excruciating. His muscles tensed, and he clenched, resisting each push, knowing it worked against him.

“Relax yourself,” Ezra said as he bucked his hips forward. “Let me in.”

Roman winced, grinding his teeth and keeping his entire body tense as if flexing his muscles would somehow help. It didn’t. It made every push more severe, it made it harder for Roman to bite back his grunts, and it made this whole ordeal so much more exhausting. Finally, he submitted and tried his best to relax his hole.

“Good job.” Ezra raked his fingers over Roman’s back and sides, eliciting a bizarre comfort in the mix of unending pain. “Now, let me hear you.”

Roman groaned, unable to hold back the entirety of the noise but unwilling to comply with Ezra’s demand.

“That’s it.” Ezra bucked his hips again, pushing more weight down onto Roman and letting gravity help him slip his dick deep into Roman’s ass.

Roman whimpered, which only encouraged Ezra to heighten his pace once deep inside of him. While he felt himself being split open, he fought to remain calm, to lay there and take Ezra’s dick again and again. Roman stifled the shout by biting the back of his wrist. As Ezra started thrusting in and out of Roman, it took everything he had to hold back the need to scream. Itwas brutal and burning and unbearable, yet somewhere between the slamming pain came this euphoric sensation. That was somehow worse. It calmed Roman a little, and he released his gnawing grip on his wrist until his voice betrayed him, and a wispy moan escaped his lips.

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you. Lemme hear all those sweet sounds of surrender.” Ezra continued railing Roman, calling him affectionate names between the sound of slapping skin.

Roman wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. He couldn’t. He had to keep something for himself, some piece of his dignity. If there was anything left to salvage. To keep from shouting when Ezra’s pounding turned painful again, Roman bit the back of his own hand to muffle himself. He squeezed his knuckles so tightly, they turned a blotchy white. When his own cock began to throb, he tried to push himself up some.

Between Ezra’s swift thrusts and the friction of the silky sheets, Roman’s dick was in paradise. He couldn’t tell if he’d already cum or not, so he looked down to see his bulging dick flopping around, precum dripping. The head bounced against the sheets, rhythmically following the pace of Ezra’s strokes. He’d never found himself this ready to burst. He’d never found himself in this type of pain. He couldn’t figure it out, but he bit harder on his hand and hoped the pain there would take from the pleasure his dick found in the way Ezra fucked him.

It didn’t.

Roman growled, almost letting out a feral noise when Ezra pulled his cock all the way back and rammed into him. His hips smacked Roman’s ass with each powerful stroke as Ezra repeated the long dicking act over and over.

“None of that, baby.” Ezra reached over and grabbed Roman’s hands. He resisted at first, but when his gaze caught the glare of Ezra’s eyes, he allowed the man to pull his arms back.

Roman lay there while Ezra pinned his arms behind his back and continued pounding into him. With nothing to stop him, Roman groaned with miserable pleasure. It was grueling and terrible, and he felt like he’d lost a battle to a war he never stood a chance in.

His entire body shook, and Roman let out an exasperated shout as he came. His dick twitched. Every time Ezra pounded into Roman, his cock shot a powerful jet of cum until, finally, he lay there gasping into the mattress, wishing he could hold back the noises he made.

“That’s right, bitch.” Ezra released Roman’s hands and thrusted harder, eliciting louder moans and heavier grunts from Roman. “You fucking love it.”

Roman didn’t contest. Roman didn’t know. He knew he hated so much of this and hated how much satisfaction Ezra got from it, but after a few more minutes of pounding, his dick started to throb again, and somehow, that helped take away from the shame consuming him. His arms lay useless at his sides. His entire body felt like jelly as he took Ezra’s dick, unable to do anything. The intense pleasure, building again so suddenly, stripped away what little strength Roman had left.

“Fucking take it.” Ezra gripped Roman’s hips, holding them tightly as he rammed his dick in fast, short spurts.

Roman could feel Ezra on the verge of a climax. The way his body trembled over Roman’s, the way his dick pulsed inside of Roman, the way he clawed at Roman’s skin a moment away, a second away, a breath away, and then he came.

He released the happiest growl as he leaned forward with the full weight of his body atop Roman. His hips bucked futilely as he finished pouring his load inside of Roman. His teeth met the nape of Roman’s neck; both men shivered for a beat, and then he bit down.

“You’re mine,” he growled. “You exist for me now. Only me.”

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