Page 20 of Jail Break

My vision was going again, my ears ringing as I was so painfully aware of his fist in my ass that nothing else existed.

His hand was at least twice as thick as his cock, and his arm hair rubbed against my ass with every inch.

And then he started to move.

It wasn’t like the rough thrusts of his cock. It was slow, so slow that I could feel each of his fingers splitting me open. The more he pushed, the more my asshole spread, until I was straining around the hard muscle of his forearm.

I was going to collapse. I knew fucking him was going to take me out of the game tomorrow, and I'd already committed. But was I even going to be able to walk again after this?

I leaned forward, as if I could somehow avoid his giant hand by moving away from him.

My nipples ground against the coarse surface of the couch as my hips lowered, my sensitive cock head hitting the cushion too. It brought some relief from the overwhelming pressure that had my eyes popping out of my head.

He eased his hand back, the strain shrinking slightly as the bump on his wrist met the inside of my asshole. And then he did the thing I hoped and feared he was going to do.

He made a fist.

And all the pressure and the silence which had built around me snapped. Aiden sighed as he pushed back inside me, and there was no stopping me.

A deep scream tore from me as he glided down into my ass.

“Look at you, taking a whole fucking fist. Your first cock, your first fist. What else is your ass going to take?” He laughed as my whole body shuddered. “How about I get my cell mates to come over and fuck you? Their cocks are just as big as mine. You could suck on my cock while both of them fuck you in the ass. I'd love to see how your sweet ass would make them lose control.”

I groaned in reply. I didn't want anyone but Aiden fucking me. Even though my cock twitched at the thought of having so much inside me, one guy like Aiden was enough.

He twisted his hand just enough to make me scream again. “You're clenching so hard around my arm, pretty boy. You like that, then? You like the idea of two strangers sticking their dicks in you?”

“You—” I gasped as he drew back his hand.

“What?”

“I just want your cock. I want your cock in my hole. I want you filling me,” I babbled as his fist picked up the pace.

“Fuck, Connor. If you say stuff like that, I'm not going to be able to stop fucking you. I'll need to lock you up and train you so all you're good for is taking my cum.”

I whimpered as he pressed slowly into me again. How was I meant to survive this? Everything was so full and extreme, and I swear I'd melt under the size of his forearm stretching me, but each push kept getting better.

I was grunting and groaning like an animal as I shook my ass for him.

“God, your ass is so fucking greedy. I’ve never met anyone as hungry as you are.”

There was a pool of drool building by the side of my mouth and dripping onto the pillow. It spread out as I bucked and moaned, staining my cheek, and mixing with my falling tears, but I didn’t care. I was so far from caring about anything apart from keeping him inside me.

I could hear myself screaming, but it was so far away I didn’t even know what was happening.

He leaned forward, his fist so deep inside me that I had to raise my shuddering hips to follow the length of his arm.

Suddenly, he wasn't only sitting back and watching my ass. He was over me again, the heat from his thick body blending withmine as his stomach rubbed the spot against my back where his hand used to be.

He used his other hand to grab the back of my head.

I couldn't breathe. He was pushing my face so hard into the pillow I gasped for air while choking out my moans.

Everything was so intense, and my whole body was on high alert. All I could feel was his fist and my lungs fighting for air.

And then he released my head. I shot up, dragging in a desperate breath. And the world came flooding back right as he pulled his fist all the way to the edge of my ass.

I clenched the pillow between both hands, holding it against me. At least I had something to cling to as he ruined me.