Page 25 of Bend Him, Break Him
“It most certainly is,” Isaac said, seemingly genuine and almost like the animosity between the pair had disappeared. “You’re either a silly twink who can’t add or Sir Isaac Newton. There’s no in-between.”
“Who?”
“Gay nerd. Dead now.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“I didn’t know the guy,” Isaac huffed. “He’s been dead for hundreds of years.”
“Oh.” Colton tightened his lips to bite back his next question because he often found it perplexing there were gay people in history. Lots of them, according to the GSA meetings he’d attended. Lots of bi people, especially.
The curiosity made him shift onto his side, eager for more conversation. It had this way of assuaging him, easing Colton into accepting this new position he’d found himself in or the new position he was about to find himself in. He fully took in Isaac, studying the guy about to fuck him, the guy he’d dreamed about fucking, the guy he’d wanted to kiss once upon a time. He’d never feel his lips now. Not ever since Isaac only intended on hate fucking him, a grudge railing didn’t come with gentle explorations or soft embraces.
“All right, back in bitch position.” Isaac’s piercing blue eyes had this venomous stare as he approached.
His hands roughly adjusted Colton again until his face was shoved down onto the mattress and his ass was raised high.
“Christ, did you shave before coming here?” Isaac asked, spreading Colton’s cheeks and seemingly examining his hole.
“No,” Colton said with resentment.
He’d always been smoother, with no chest or back hair and only mild fuzz on his legs and forearms.
“Lucky me.” Isaac spit onto Colton’s exposed hole and rubbed his finger around the outer rim. “Just a bit right here, but otherwise, you’re smooth. Seriously, check out these cheeks.”
Isaac squeezed Colton’s butt before sliding a hand up the jock’s back and pushing him into a deeper arch. When he reached Colton’s nape, he grabbed him firmly and locked him in place while slapping Colton’s ass with his other hand.
Colton yelped at the suddenness.
“Save your voice. You’re gonna need it.” Isaac pressed his dick against the entrance of Colton’s hole. “I’m about to fucking ruin you.”
With that, Isaac unceremoniously shoved his dick inside Colton. It burned in a way Colton had never experienced, a throbbing tear that spread in waves. Isaac continued bucking his hips forward, taking tiny thrusts that splintered Colton until he shouted.
“Ow.” Colton gasped. “Ow. Ow. Please.”
“Pillow,” Isaac said with a heavy grunt and a hard thrust. “Bite down.”
Colton leaned forward and buried his face as Isaac rammed his way into Colton’s tight virgin ass. It hurt so much, each pushunyielding. Even as Isaac worked slowly, his dick ripped Colton asunder, breaking him with each nudge of his massive cock.
“All right,” Isaac said, lightly dragging his nails up and down Colton’s spine. It was a bizarrely comforting sensation, though the relaxation might’ve had to do with the fact Isaac finally stopped shoving his dick back and forth. “We’re finally inside.”
“W-what?” Colton nearly yelped again.
“Fuck, you’re tight, dude.” Isaac smacked Colton’s ass. “But I chiseled my way inside.”
Isaac laughed a bit to himself, palming Colton’s cheeks and clearly enjoying the jock’s firm glutes as he pushed his dick just a bit more inside.
“Aaaargh.” Colton groaned into the pillow before turning back just enough to see Isaac in the corner of his vision. “That was just you trying to get your dick in?”
“It’s a big dick,” Isaac said like he deserved credit, and maybe he did. “I’m gonna let it settle inside, let your hole learn to handle the girth.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” Colton muttered softly as he eased his breathing.
“Yep…and then I’m gonna plow you.”
Colton gulped at that comment.
“But don’t worry, I’m sure it won’t be enough to break an alphahole stud like you.” Isaac’s menacing smirk frightened Colton, so he turned back and buried his face in the pillow as he awaited what came next. “I’m sure your alpha hole will be just fine.”
