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Ethan, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, sat up in his bed. He looked over at Adam's still form, snoring softly. He smiled, threading the strand on Adam’s face, remembering their previous play sessions. Last time, Adam had threatened to use a high-pressure jet on Ethan's urethra, and the memory sent a shiver of anticipation down Ethan's spine. It’d been two days since their last scene. He nudged Adam awake.
"Morning, sleepyhead," Ethan said, his voice low and husky. "I want to play today… You know what I've been thinking about?"
Adam groaned, stretching his arms above his head. "What's that?"
Ethan's grin widened. "Last time, you mentioned something about a high-pressure jet. I've been... curious."
Adam's eyes snapped open, a mischievous glint in them. "Oh, you want to try that, don’t you?" he said, his voice laced with excitement. "I'm happy to accommodate, Ethan. Let's make today's play day one to remember." Ethan laughed, "I always remember every play day! I remember everyday with you, you know that." He leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "But I'm a greedy pain slut, so why not make today's play session even more unforgettable?"
Adam chuckled, his eyes sparkling with delight. "You never fail to surprise me. I love that hunger in you." He pushed Ethan back onto the bed, straddling him, his hands pinning Ethan's wrists above his head. "You ARE a greedy little pain slut, aren't you?" he murmured, leaning down to capture Ethan's lips in a hungry kiss. Ethan moaned, arching into Adam, eager for more. When they broke apart, Adam grinned, "Come on, love. Let's get you cleaned up for our scene. Front only, or...?" He raised an eyebrow, waiting for Ethan's response. Ethan, stretching languidly, met Adam's gaze, "Today, I want it all, Adam. Front and back." Adam's eyes flashed with desire. He leaned in, capturing Ethan's lips in a searing kiss. "I'll make breakfast while you get ready," he murmured, pulling away. Ethan nodded, a wide, eager smile spreading across his face.
After Ethan was done, he moved to the kitchen. Adam prepared a simple breakfast of toast and eggs, feeding Ethan bite by bite, their eyes locked. "You're such a good boy, Ethan," Adam praised, his voice soft. Ethan smirked at the praise, his eyes shining. “So I'll get my rewards, right?” Adam couldn’t help but laugh at the conclusion that exposed all Ethan’s lust. He slapped Ethan’s ass playfully and urged him to finish the meal. After breakfast, they retired to the living room and took their time before getting to play. Adam sat on the couch, Ethan on his lap. "Ready? Ethan?" he asked, his voice laced with anticipation. Ethan, his heart pounding with excitement, leaned in and captured Adam's lips in a passionate kiss. Adam responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around Ethan, pulling him closer. Their tongues danced, exploring each other's mouths, as they lost themselves in the moment. Ethan's hands found their way into Adam's hair, holding him in place, not ready to let go just yet. Adam's hands roamed Ethan's body, tracing lines that sent shivers down Ethan's spine. They broke apart, both breathless and grinning.
"I thought you'd never ask," Ethan whispered, his voice husky with desire. Adam chuckled, "Oh, right. Everyone knows that you’re always eager." He shifted beneath Ethan, his hardening length pressing against Ethan's ass. Adam's hands, rough and demanding, found their way to Ethan's crotch, his fingers wrapping around Ethan's balls, giving them a firm squeeze that bordered on pain. Ethan gasped into Adam's mouth, his hips bucking forward, seeking more. Adam chuckled against Ethan's lips, his fingers kneading Ethan's cock, not with gentleness, but with a firmness that promised pleasure laced with pain.
"Look at you, Ethan," Adam murmured, breaking their kiss, his eyes dark with lust. "Already so hard for me. Your filthy cock and balls are going to be in so much pain today, but you can't help yourself, can you?"
Ethan moaned, his eyes fluttering closed, his body arching into Adam's touch. "No, Adam," he whimpered. "I can't help it. I want it. I want you."
Adam's grip tightened, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Good boy," he praised, before capturing Ethan's lips again in a searing kiss. Ethan moaned eagerly, his body writhing with anticipation of the pain and pleasure to come. Ethan broke the kiss, gasping for breath. "Adam," he panted, his eyes locked onto Adam's, "I still remember you wanting to fuck my cock. I know it's... it's impossible with your size," Ethan's breath came in short gasps between kisses, his body writhing with anticipation. "But God, Adam, the way your fingers gripped and almost tore my cockhole last time when you were fucking my ass... it was amazing."
Adam's heart swelled at the confession, a surge of love and desire coursing through him. He captured Ethan's mouth in a fierce, tongue-filled kiss, his fingers tightening on Ethan's crotch, exerting just the right amount of pressure to make Ethan moan and scream into his mouth. Ethan's body writhed, seeking more, and Adam gave it to him, his touch a perfect blend of pain and pleasure. They loved each other so much, and this, their shared passion, was an evidence of that love.
Adam broke the kiss, their foreheads touching, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "How can you say something so sweet?" he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. Ethan's eyes fluttered open, a small smile playing on his lips. "Because, my love," he said, his voice barely above a whisper, "I want my rewards. I want you to make my useless cock, balls, and ass feel good." Adam's eyes widened, a tender look replacing the lustful one. "Ethan," he said, his voice firm, "Your meat has so much potential to enjoy many ‘good things’." Adam's eyes sparkled with a slow smile spreading across his face. "Today," he began, his voice low and filled with promise, "What other ‘good things’ do you want apart from the water jet?"
Ethan's heart raced, his eyes darting away for a moment before meeting Adam's gaze again. Ethan contemplated Adam's question, his mind racing with possibilities. He thought about any extreme pain he could endure. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he bit his lower lip, hesitating for a moment before speaking.
"Can you…" Ethan began, his voice barely audible, "Can you... clean me thoroughly today?" He held his breath, waiting for Adam's response. Adam's eyebrows raised in surprise, a slow smile spreading across his face as he realized Ethan's request. He chuckled, a deep, husky sound that sent shivers down Ethan's spine.
"Oh, love," Adam murmured, his voice laced with amusement and desire. "You little minx. You want me to give you a proper scrub, don't you?" His cock twitched at the vivid image of Ethan tightly bound, taking the water jets and other tools in his asshole and cockhole, perhaps even on his balls, for a proper cleaning. He shifted uncomfortably, his hardness pressing against Ethan.
Ethan nodded, his eyes full of excitement. "Yes," he whispered. "You’d better make sure I'm... spotless." Adam's smile widened, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Alright, my pain slut," he agreed, his voice serious. "If you faint again without using our safeword, there will be consequences. Do you remember our rules?"
Ethan’s mood wilted upon hearing the question. He hated Adam for ruining his arousal with no efforts. "Yes–” He answered broadly with dead eyes, returning Adam’s warning gaze. “If I faint without saying 'red', my penis will be in a chastity device for two months. And we won't play, and you won't... you won't fuck me." Adam gave him a small, stern nod. "Exactly. I want you to be safe, and I want you to enjoy our play." Ethan's brows furrowed, his lower lip sticking out in a pout. "But that's too harsh! I won't be able to enjoy anything if I can't... you know, for two months!"
Adam chuckled, his fingers still tracing idle patterns on Ethan's stomach. "Too harsh? Many men would consider what we do harsh. This punishment, on the other hand, is quite gentle compared to all that." Ethan shook his head, his eyes pleading. "No, you don't understand. Not being able to... to use my hole, it's a true torture. It's painful, both physically and emotionally."
Adam's smile softened, but his tone remained firm. "It goes both ways, my love. I won't enjoy it either if I can't fuck or torture you. That's why we have these rules, to ensure we both enjoy our play and stay safe." Ethan sighed, his body relaxing into Adam's touch. "I know. I just... I just want to be with you, all the time." Adam's heart warmed at Ethan's words. He leaned in, capturing Ethan's lips in a soft, tender kiss. "And you will be, Ethan. Always. Now, let's get ready. Today is going to be a lot of fun."
Ethan, still not happy with how the conversation ended, pushed himself off Adam's lap. "I'd rather you water jet my urethra for 10 hours than have the gentle punishment..." he murmured, already halfway to the door. Adam watched him go, his breath hitching at Ethan's bold words. The image of Ethan bound and screaming, his urethra taking the full force of the water jet for hours, was almost too much to bear. Adam's cock throbbed painfully, pressing against his pants.
Adam closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He couldn't let his excitement get the better of him, not yet. He needed to maintain control, for both their sakes. He leaned back into the sofa, his fingers tapping a steady rhythm on his thigh as he visualized the scene in the playroom, Ethan's screams echoing in his mind. He could almost taste the power, the control, the pleasure they would both derive from this.
After a few minutes, Adam opened his eyes, his breathing back to normal. He stood up, his movements purposeful as he made his way to the playroom. The anticipation was intoxicating, and he was ready. Today was going to be a lot of fun, indeed.
Adam opened the door to the tile room, revealing a spacious, clinical space with gleaming white tiles on the walls and floor. The room was equipped with various waterproof furniture and fixtures, including some adjustable showerheads suspended from the ceiling, a metal frame with locks and straps, huge mechanical devices on the ceiling with chains dangling, a wide drain in the center of the floor, and several strategically placed showerheads and restraints on the walls. The air was cool and dry, a condition of being taken good care of by the owner.
Ethan stepped in, his bare feet slapping against the cool tiles. He looked around, his eyes wide with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. Adam watched him, a small smile playing on his lips as he closed the door behind them.
"Welcome to our water playroom, Ethan," Adam said, his voice echoing slightly in the tiled space. "This is where we can get you nice and clean." He walked towards a cabinet on the wall, opening it to reveal an array of waterproof toys and attachments.
Ethan's eyes widened as he took in the sight. "There's so much... stuff," he murmured, his voice filled with awe and apprehension. Adam chuckled. He turned to Ethan, his eyes softening. "Don't worry, my love. One day, you will know all of their tastes and love them as much as I do." He gestured towards the large metal frame in the center of the room. "For now, why don't you come here?" Ethan followed Adam's gaze, his eyes widening as he took in the frame. It resembled a St. Andrew's cross, but with a plastic-padded seating at the hips for added comfort. "That... that looks intimidating," Ethan admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Adam walked over to the frame, Ethan trailing behind him. "It's designed for your comfort. It's going to hold you securely, so you can let go of all your inhibitions and enjoy the experience." Adam ran his fingers over the smooth, cool metal. "It's fully adjustable. I can position it just right for you."
Ethan was excited, then he stepped closer to the frame. He reached out, his fingers tracing the padded seat. "It's... it's actually quite comfortable," he said, surprised. Adam smiled, his eyes never leaving Ethan. "That's the point, my love. You'll only feel the pain where I want you to feel it." Ethan sat on the seat, naked, when he was listening to Adam. Ethan's heart swelled as Adam's words washed over him, a warm tide of possessiveness that left him tingling. His eyes fluttered closed, savoring the moment. He could feel the love in every syllable, each one a gentle stroke against his skin. A shiver ran down his spine, not from the cool air of the room, but from the intense emotion that Adam's words evoked. When he opened his eyes, he found Adam's gaze still on him, steady and filled with a love that Ethan felt down to his very core. He sank onto the seat, bare and vulnerable, but never more loved. "They'll hold you securely, preventing any sudden movements. It's important you stay still, Ethan. It's for your safety, and it's also part of the game." Giving Ethan an assuring smile, Adam started to work on the restraints. "Now, let's get you secured. Arms and legs spread wide, please." Ethan took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with determination. He raised his arms, and Adam began to secure his arms and legs, the locks clicking into place with a reassuring finality.
Ethan's wrists were locked above his head. He tested his bonds, his arms pulling against the restraints, but they held firm. Adam watched him, a sense of satisfaction coursing through him. Ethan was truly at his mercy now.
Adam secured Ethan's waist with two comfortable locks, ensuring he couldn't move from the hips down. Then, he secured Ethan's spread thighs, two locks on each, and finally, his ankles. Ethan's lower body was now completely immobile. The horseshoe-shaped seat supported his weight at his hips, at the same time left Ethan's asshole and crotch vulnerable.
Adam stepped back, his eyes roaming over Ethan's bound body. He was a sight to behold, his muscles taut, his skin flushed and cock erected with anticipation. Adam could feel his own body responding, his cock throbbing painfully against his pants.
"Comfortable?" Adam asked, his voice a low rumble. Ethan nodded, a slight quiver in his voice. "Good. Because today, we're going to explore new depths of pleasure, Ethan. And you're going to scream, and you're going to beg, and you're going to love every second of it."
Adam reached for the frame's control panel, adjusting the angle until Ethan's body was at a 70-degree angle to the ceiling, halfway between sitting and lying on the frame. Ethan's breath caught as he felt himself tilting; his body tensed slightly as it adjusted to the new position. Adam watched him, a smirk tugging at his lips. Ethan felt a nervous flutter in his stomach.
As Ethan adjusted to the new position, a mechanical arm from one of the ceiling devices began to lower, its smooth, cold metal clamp-like design hovering just above Ethan's erect cock. He gasped, his body tensing and shaking, but the restraints held him firmly in place. His heart pounded in his chest, a mix of nervous anticipation and arousal coursing through him.
Adam, noticing Ethan's reaction, chuckled. "Easy, my love." He turned and walked towards the door of the conjunction room, leaving Ethan alone with his thoughts and the intimidating machinery. Ethan's eyes darted between the mechanical arm and the door, his breath coming in short gasps.
After what felt like an eternity, Adam returned, pushing a cart laden with an array of toys. He parked it beside Ethan, revealing four sounds of varying sizes, and four dildos in a gradient of thickness and in different shapes. Ethan's eyes widened as he took in the sight, his cock twitching with excitement. Adam then left again and returned with a fucking machine. He positioned it between Ethan's legs, adjusting the height and angle until it was perfectly aligned with Ethan's hips. Ethan couldn't watch the whole setting due to his position, but Adam gave him a wicked grin which he could see clearly.
Adam, keeping his grin, walked back to the cart beside Ethan's head, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Now, Ethan, I want you to familiarize yourself with these. They're going to gap your holes for the cleaning today." He held up the smallest sound, its stainless steel beads glinting under the harsh lights. "This is a 1.5cm diameter tailormade sound. You've had its siblings before." Ethan nodded, his voice barely a whisper, "Yes..." Adam could see the pre-cum leaking from Ethan's cock, a testament to his arousal. "Good. This one's going to stretch your peehole, prepare it for what's to come." He moved on to the next, a 2cm diameter sound. "And this one, it's a little bigger, but I know you can take it. Remember, my love, we go at your pace." He held up the 2.5cm and 3.5cm sounds, "These are new, but I have faith in you. And your slutty hole may not even want to take it slow, I guess."
Ethan's eyes flicked from the sounds to the dildos, his cock twitching at the sight of the largest one, a 12cm diameter 'dragon cock'. He was so horny, he could feel his pre-cum soon dripping down his shaft, his body aching with envisioning the coming tortures. Adam noticed the change in Ethan, his eyes dilating, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Ethan writhed in his restraints, his breath coming in ragged gasps, eyes darting hungrily from one dildo to the next. Adam, standing nearby, couldn't help but smirk at Ethan's predicament. He knew exactly what Ethan was thinking, could practically see the thoughts racing through his mind. "Like what you see, Ethan?" Adam taunted, picking up the smallest dildo, a sleek, ribbed, foot-long rod with a diameter of five centimeters. "These are no ordinary toys, you know. They're called 'dragon cocks' - each one a little beast of its own."
He held up the first one, letting the light catch the irregular, ridged shape. "This one, for instance, is a warm-up. A tease, really. Five centimeters - barely enough to scratch that itch you've got." Ethan whimpered, his hips attempting to buck, a silent plea for more. Adam chuckled, setting the first dildo down and picking up the next one. Eight centimeters this time, the ribs more pronounced, the shape more intimidating.
"Now this," Adam said, running his hand along the length, "this is a step up. A real challenge. But you've always been one to take on challenges, haven't you, Ethan?" Ethan nodded eagerly, his eyes locked onto the dildo, his need palpable. Adam could feel his own arousal growing, feeding off Ethan's desperation. He set the second dildo down and picked up the third, a whopping ten centimeters in diameter, the ribs and bumps large and prominent.
"This," Adam said, his voice low, "this is where things start to get interesting. This is where you really feel it, Ethan. The stretch, the burn, the pleasure-pain that makes you scream and beg for more." Ethan was panting now, his eyes wide, his body tense with anticipation. Adam could not only see the pre-cum leaking from his cock, but also smell the musk of his arousal. He set the third dildo down and picked up the largest, a monstrous twelve centimeters in diameter, the ribs and bumps forming a complex, almost brutal landscape.
"And this," Adam said, his voice barely above a whisper, "this is the big one. The one that makes you question whether you can take it, whether you can handle the intensity, the sheer, overwhelming fullness. But it will go inside you anyway. And you want it, right? My greedy little slut."
Ethan nodded, his voice barely above a whisper, "Yes, yes, Adam. I'm your slut. Please, fuck me with those. I need it, Adam. I need to feel full, stretched, used. Please, Adam."
Adam chuckled, satisfied with Ethan's response. He picked up the 'smallest' dildo, the five-centimeter wide one, and positioned it on the fucking machine. He adjusted the speed and power settings, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Then, he picked up the 1.5cm wide sound and secured it to the arm's clamp lowered from the ceiling, pointing it directly at Ethan's cockhole. Ethan couldn't help but anticipate the double penetration, his body tensing with excitement.
Adam grinned wickedly, "My love, do you want some lube? Or do you want to feel every ridge, every inch, raw and bare?" Ethan, eyes wild with desire, urged, "No! Adam. No lube! I want to feel it all. Fuck me now! Please!"
Adam laughed, a low, thrilling sound, then pressed a button. The fucking machine hummed to life, the dildo slowly inching towards Ethan's ass. Simultaneously, he activated the arm holding the sound, its tip pressing against Ethan's cockhole. Ethan gasped, his body tensing, his cock twitching.
The dildo pushed against Ethan's asshole, the initial invasion burning, breaching his entrance, stretching his rim. Ethan moaned, his body fighting and yielding at the same time. The dildo rubbed in further, Ethan's asshole clenching around it, his body adjusting to the brutal intrusion. He could feel every rib, every bump, just as Adam had promised. He grunted, his body pushing back against the dildo, trying to take it deeper. The burning in his asshole was intense, and dry scrubbing was like sandpaper, but the pleasure was overwhelming. He could feel himself getting closer, his body tensing with impending release. The sound, despite not entering, was adding to the sensation, his cock sensitive and leaking pre-cum.
The sound pressed against his cockhole, trying to breach it, but it always slid away when the tip almost went in. Ethan, his breath coming in short gasps, managed to squeeze out, "Adam, please... hold my cock. I need... the sound. Please, help me take it inside."
Adam, enjoying Ethan's struggle, let out a low laugh. "You're insatiable, aren't you, Ethan? Alright, my love, let's get that little hole of yours stretched." He reached out, wrapping his fingers around Ethan's cock, holding it steady. "There, now let's see if we can get this sound to behave." The sound pressed against Ethan's cockhole again, this time the cock couldn’t escape, held in Adan's warm fist. Ethan gasped, his body tensing, but the sound held steady, the tip slowly pushing inside dry. The only lube was his pre-cum. Ethan moaned, a sound of pain and pleasure mixed, his body pushing back against both the dildo and the sound. "Yes, Adam... yes, like that. Fuck me, Adam. Fuck me hard."
The sound, now securely lodged in Ethan's cock, began to move, inching in deeper with each steady thrust. Ethan cried out, a guttural sound that was half-pain, half-ecstasy. The dry friction rubbing against his urethra walls, a slow, intense burn that made his cock throb and leak.
Meanwhile, the dragon cock in his ass kept its steady motions, its wide, ridged head pushing and pulling, stretching his tight hole with a tearing drag. Ethan could feel every bump, every rib, each one scraping against his sensitive rim, sending jolts of pain and pleasure through him. He was filled, utterly and completely, the dildo in his ass and the sound in his cock creating a sensation of overwhelming fullness.
"Fuck! It's... it's too much! Fuck!" Ethan screamed, his upper body thrashing under the relentless invasion. Adam knew him, knew his body, knew what he could take. He watched, his eyes gleaming with lust, as Ethan's hole stretched to accommodate the massive dildo, as the sound pulled at his cock, the slit starting to form lips, pulled taut by the steady friction.
"Is it too much, slut? You can't take them? Do you want me to stop?" Adam's voice was a dark, seductive purr, spurring Ethan on. Adam knew Ethan's answer to the questions, but he needed him to say it out loud, the true desires screaming out in the air to mock Ethan's insincere begs for mercy.
"No! Fuck, no! Don't stop, Adam! Don't you dare stop!" Ethan roared, his voice raw and hoarse. "It's burning! Adam! Aaahhh! Fuck me!" Adam's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with lust and satisfaction. "That's my boy," he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous purr. "Tell me more, Ethan. Tell me what you really want."
Ethan gasped, his body arching as the dildo pushed deeper, the sound rubbing against his cock in a slow, steady drag. "I want... I want you to fucking destroy me! I want you to tear me open!" Ethan managed to continue between his screams and moans. "I want... I need... I need to be your fucking slut, Adam! Your fucktoy! Fuck! It hurts!"
Adam chuckled, a low, thrilling sound that sent shivers down Ethan's spine. "Is that what you want, Ethan? To be my fucktoy? My possession?"
"Yes!" Ethan screamed, his body writhing, his cock leaking profusely. "Fuck, yes! I'm yours, Adam! I'm your slut! Your toy! Your fucking plaything! Do whatever the fuck you want with me!"
Adam's eyes flashed, a dangerous glint in them. "As you wish, my love," he said, his voice a dark promise. He increased the speed of the fucking machine, the dildo slamming into Ethan's ass with a force that made him cry out. The sound in his cock began to spin, the friction that made Ethan's eyes roll back, a guttural moan tearing from his throat. "Aaaaahh! Fuck! It's too much! It's... it's... Aaahh!" Adam watched, his eyes gleaming with lust, as Ethan's body struggled to accommodate the intense sensations. He could see the sweat beading on Ethan's forehead, the way his body tensed and arched, the way his cock produced pre-cum and throbbed. He could hear the screams, the moans, the curses, the confessions. He couldn’t let go of Ethan’s abused cock in his hand, and his heart swelled at how much Ethan loved him.
He further increased the speed of the fucking machine. The dildo slammed into Ethan's ass, the force of it making him grunt, his body jerking. Ethan's moans turned into screams, his body writhing as the dildo's ribs and bulges began to stretch his asshole, each one pushing in, then pulling out, creating a burning, stretching sensation that was almost too much to bear.
"Adam!" Ethan screamed, his voice hoarse with pleasure and pain, "It's too much! It's too big, Adam! It's punching my prostate! It's fucking punching it!" Adam just chuckled, his grip on Ethan's cock tightening, narrowing the passage where the sound fucking further in with each thrust. Ethan could feel the sound's tip hitting his prostate from the inside, the sensation so intense it was bordering on pain. He could feel his body being stretched, scraped and torn in ways he never thought possible.
The dildo, now fully inside Ethan, began to move in and out at a rapid pace, the bulges punching his prostate from one side, while the sound was doing the same from the other. Ethan's screams filled the room, his body convulsing with pleasure. He could feel the burn, the stretch, the overwhelming fullness, and he loved it. He loved every fucking second of it.
"Adam, I'm close, Adam! I'm so close!" Ethan screamed, his body tensing, his cock leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. Adam, enjoying Ethan's struggle, increased the speed of the machines even more. The dildo was now slamming into Ethan's ass so hard, it was making his body shake. The sound was moving in and out of his cockhole at a rapid pace. The walls were dragged by the beads, the tip of the beaded sound punching his prostate with every thrust. Ethan could feel his body being fucked recklessly without anyone cared about his pain. He wanted more of that and he was climbing higher and higher by the torture.
"Oh, Ethan, you're leaking so beautifully," Adam murmured, his eyes fixed on the copious amounts of pre-cum dripping from Ethan's cock. "But I want more. I want you to drown yourself in your own desire." Ethan cried out, his body tensing as the sensations overwhelmed him. "My ass! My ass is burning!"
Adam ignored Ethan's cries, his eyes fixed on the sight of the dildo sliding in and out of Ethan's ass. "That's it, Ethan. Feel it. Feel every inch of it. Feel it scraping against your walls, feel it punishing your prostate. And while you're feeling it, leak for me. Leak like the good little slut you are."
Ethan's body responded to Adam's words, his cock leaking copiously. Yet, Adam wasn't satisfied. He reached for the next dildo, an eight-centimeter-wide toy adorned with ribs and bulbs, its girth promising to scrape Ethan's insides raw. Ethan's eyes widened in anticipation as he took in the sight. "Give it to me!" he cried out, his need palpable. Adam merely smiled, a cruel twist to his lips. "You need to produce more for me, for yourself," he said, his voice laced with dominance. "Slick up your filthy asshole, or I swear, this dragon cock will scrape your insides like sandpaper."
Ethan's body tensed at the mental image, his cock throbbing as he screamed out his release. His cum pushed around the thrusting sound, coating Adam's gripping hand and his own stomach. His body convulsed, his asshole and cockhole clenching around their respective intrusions, with Adam's help. Adam watched Ethan's body shake with pleasure, his smile wicked. "There you go, my love," he murmured. Still smirking, he let go of Ethan’s cock to adjust the controls of the machines. "You enjoyed that, didn't you, Ethan? You loved being fucked hard and used."
He pressed a button, and the machines' movements intensified. Both the sound and the dildo began to fuck and drill Ethan's ass and cockhole respectively, their speed too rapid to discern the tools clearly.
Ethan, still sensitive from his recent orgasm, cried out. The new sensations were intense, overwhelming. The dildo's ribs and bulges weren't just punching his prostate with each thrust, but also spinning against it, creating stimulations that were nearly unbearable. The sound, with its beaded tip, was doing the same, its beads dragging against Ethan's sensitive prostate, pushing him to his limits.
"Adam!" Ethan screamed, his body tensing, "It's too much! Adam! Help! Fuck! Fuck me! Please, help me!" But Adam just chuckled, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. Ethan's screams became incoherent, and Adam seemed satisfied to watch his breakdown.
"It's supposed to be more than your existing limits, Ethan. This is about enlarging your holes, about training your body to take more, to take bigger. And about making you scream, of course." He increased the speed of the machines, the drills spinning faster, the pressure on Ethan's walls of urethra and prostate intensifying.
Ethan's cries filled the room, his body writhing in a futile attempt to escape the unyielding stimulation. His asshole and cockhole were hypersensitive, every spin of the machines sending jolts of pleasure-pain through his body. He could feel his prostate being kneaded and punched relentlessly, the sensation bordering on pain, yet he was also feeling a strange, growing pleasure. It was as if his body was being forced to adapt, to accept the intense stimulation, to crave it.
"Adam, please!" Ethan cried out, his body tensing, his cock was wet again now, "It hurts! Fuck, fuck!" Ethan's body was shaking, his screams turning into inhuman roars. He could feel his body being pushed to its limits, being forced to accept more and more stimulation.
Ethan's upper body arched like a taut bow, his cock pulsing wildly as another orgasm tore through him. As Ethan's body convulsed in the throes of his second orgasm, Adam's keen eyes noticed something unusual. Instead of the usual milky white, Ethan's cum was a shade paler, almost translucent. Adam raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
"Look at that, Ethan," he said, his voice laced with amusement, "Your cock is broken again. Your cum is almost clear. It can't even produce proper cum anymore." He chuckled, wiping a finger through the clear liquid on Ethan's stomach. "You're like a leaking faucet, my love. A perfect, broken faucet."
Ethan, still panting from his intense orgasm, blushed at Adam's words. His body was still sensitive and raw from the relentless stimulation. Adam just laughed, a low, seductive sound. "Your body was made for this. And I'm going to prove it to you." He adjusted the controls of the machines again, the drills slowing down, the movements changing back to a pistoning motion. But this time, the dildo and the sound moved in opposite directions, fucking Ethan's ass and cockhole in a seesaw motion.
Ethan let out a cry, his body tensing as the new sensation hit him. The dildo was now pushing into his ass as the sound was pulling out of his cockhole, then they reversed, the dildo pulling out as the sound pushed in. The sensation was intense, filling him completely, then leaving him empty, only to fill him again.
"Adam, it's... it's too much… I-I can’t take anymore… " Ethan panted and moaned, his body writhing. Contrary to his words, his cock already showed signs of life again. Adam just smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction, a gleam of amusement in his eyes. "You know, Ethan, whenever you say 'it's too much', you've never used your safeword. Not once." He leaned in, his voice dropping to a low, seductive purr. "I wonder why that is."
Ethan's body tensed, his eyes flickering to meet Adam's. "I... I don't know what you mean," he stammered between his moans and screams. Adam chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Ethan's spine. "Oh, I think you do. I think you're enjoying this more than you're letting on. I think you're a greedy pain slut, Ethan, always wanting more, no matter how much you say it's too much." He reached out, running a finger along Ethan's trembling stomach, through the mixture of white cum and the clear liquid that was leaking from his cock. "Look at this. Your body is betraying you. It's telling me that you're loving every minute of this."
Ethan was still screaming, being fucked by the sound and dildo, his body squirming. "No... i-it's not like that... " he managed to protest. Adam just laughed, a sound that was almost cruel in its pleasure. "Shh, Ethan, it is exactly like that. And you know what? I think it's time you should be punished for your little lies." He adjusted the controls of the machines, the pistoning motion stopping, the dildo and the sound slowly pulling out of Ethan's body.
Ethan let out a sigh of relief, his body relaxing slightly. But he knew that in their little role play, Adam would swiftly change the sound and dildo to the next size and fuck them into him to punish him in no time.
Adam, with a swift efficiency that spoke of practice, quickly replaced the sound with the 2cm wide one, the tight opening of Ethan's cockhole stretching to accommodate the increased size. He then turned his attention to the dildo, quickly swapping it for an 8cm wide dragon dildo, the largest they had used so far. Ethan's eyes widened at the sight of it, a glow of anticipation in his gaze.
Adam, noticing Ethan's reaction, smirked. "You're enjoying this, Ethan. The size, the intensity. You're loving every minute of it, and I'll give you more." He pressed a button, and the machines hummed to life, the new toys beginning their relentless pistoning motion.
Ethan cried out as the larger toys began to fuck him, his body tensing as it struggled to accommodate the new sizes. The 2cm wide sound was a tight fit, rubbing against his cockhole walls and prostate with every stroke, while the 8cm wide dildo filled his ass completely, the dragon's ridges massaging his inner walls.
Ethan's body was slick with his own fluids, a testament to the relentless pleasure Adam had been inflicting on him. The clear, almost translucent liquid that had been his orgasm, coated his balls and dripped down to his ass, making it glisten under the dim light of the room. This slickness was a blessing, allowing the monstrous dildo to slide in and out of his ass with a brutal efficiency that would have been impossible otherwise. Without it, the dragon dildo, with its rough, textured scales and sharp, bony ridges, would have scraped and welted Ethan's delicate ass walls. But with the slick, each thrust was a brutal, intense pleasure, the ridges massaging Ethan's inner walls, sending jolts of pleasure through his body with every stroke. The dildo was a beast, a monster of Adam's creation, designed to push Ethan to his limits and beyond. And as it pistoned in and out of Ethan's ass, he couldn't help but wonder if Adam had made it just a little too big, just a little too rough, on purpose.
Adam watched Ethan's face, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as Ethan's cries filled the room. "You see? You can take more. Your body was made for this. And I'm going to keep pushing you, keep giving you more, until you completely and beautifully break." Ethan, lost in a haze of pleasure and pain, could only moan in response, his body already building towards another orgasm. Adam smiled, his eyes full of adoration, never leaving Ethan's face.
Ethan's body convulsed as another orgasm tore through him, his cock pulsing, spilling more of his clear liquid onto his stomach and down to his ass. His eyes fluttered closed, his breathing ragged, but Adam was having none of it. He leaned in, his voice a harsh command, "Eyes on me, love. I want to see you. I want you to see me giving you more." Ethan's eyes snapped open, meeting Adam's intense gaze.
Adam reached out, his fingers slick with Ethan's sweat and cum, and pressed down on Ethan's lower abdomen, just above his pubic bone. Ethan cried out, his body arching as the pressure stimulated his prostate from the outside, adding another layer to the relentless pounding from the machines. "Adam... please..." Ethan begged, his voice barely a whisper.
Adam's response was a cruel chuckle. "Please what, Ethan? Please stop? Or please give you more?" He pressed down harder, his fingers moving in small circles, his thumb brushing against Ethan's cock, making him jerk and moan. "You know I won't stop. Not until you use your safeword. And you haven't. You're taking it, aren't you, Ethan? You're taking everything I give you."
Ethan could only whimper in response, his body writhing, his cock already hardening again. The machines continued their relentless rhythm, the sound and dildo fucking him in the seesaw pattern, punching his prostate from front and back, the sensations constant, painful, yet exquisite. The beads on the sound scratched against his urethra walls, each pass sending jolts of pain and pleasure through him.
Adam watched Ethan's face, his expression a mix of satisfaction and hunger. "You're my greedy little slut. You love being reduced to just an urethra and an asshole. You love being tortured, being stretched. You love being my pain slut."
Ethan could only moan in response, his body betraying him, his cock leaking, his ass clenching around the dildo. Adam was right. He did love it. He loved the pain, the pleasure, the constant stimulation. He loved the pain from Adam. He loved being Adam's pain slut. And he didn't want it to stop. Not yet. Not ever.
Ethan's cries filled the room, raw and primal, as Adam increased the intensity. "I-I love it... I love being reduced... to just... an urethra... and... an asshole..." he moaned, his body convulsing with pleasure and pain. Adam's response was a guttural growl, his love for Ethan burning in his eyes. "I love you, Ethan. Every part of you. Even like this. Especially like this," he murmured, his voice hoarse with emotion.
Adam adjusted the controls, the seesaw pattern giving way to a relentless drilling. Both toys thrusted to the deepest and stayed there now, grinding Ethan's prostate from both sides. Ethan's screams echoed off the walls, his body arching, his cock leaking copious amounts of clear liquid, his ass and cockhole clenching and unclenching in a futile attempt to control the onslaught.
The 2cm wide sound, with its beaded surface, scratched against Ethan's urethra walls, each rotation sending jolts of pain and pleasure that made his eyes roll back. The 8cm dragon dildo, with its textured ridges, massaged his inner walls, swelling them with pleasure. Ethan's prostate was a constant source of ecstasy and agony, the relentless drilling pushing him to the brink of madness.
Ethan's body was a canvas of pain and pleasure, his skin flushed, his muscles taut, his eyes glazed over. He was lost in a world of sensation, his mind unable to process anything but the drilling at his prostate, the scratching at his urethra, the swelling of his ass and cockhole. He was a slave to his body's responses, a puppet to Adam's touch.
Adam watched Ethan, his love and desire warring in his gaze. He loved Ethan like this, lost in ecstasy and pain, reduced to his most primal state. He loved the way Ethan's body responded to him, the way Ethan's cries filled the room, the way Ethan's cock leaked, his ass clenched, his urethra pulsed. He loved Ethan's surrender, his trust to give him the most vulnerable self. He loved Ethan.
Adam reached out, his fingers finding Ethan's cock, his thumb brushing against the lips formed at the slit, collecting the clear liquid that leaked out. Ethan jerked, his cries reaching a new decibel, his body tensing as another orgasm neared. Adam smiled, his touch never stopping, his eyes never leaving Ethan's face. "Come for me, my pain slut," he commanded, his voice harsh with desire.
Ethan's body convulsed, his screams filling the room as he came undone, his cock pulsing, his ass and cockhole clenching around the toys, his prostate pulsing with pleasure and pain. Adam watched, his love for Ethan growing with every scream, every convulsion, every pulse of Ethan's cock. He knew Ethan was in ecstasy, in pain, in love.
Ethan's body continued to convulse long after his orgasm had subsided, aftershocks wracking his frame as the relentless stimulation refused to let him come down from his high. His prostate throbbed, his ass and cockhole pulsed, his urethra twitched, each sensation sending jolts of pleasure and pain through him. He felt like he was floating, his mind disconnected from his body, his consciousness drifting in a sea of sensation.
Adam watched Ethan, his eyes soft with love and concern. He could see the aftershocks wracking Ethan's body, could hear the soft moans that escaped Ethan's lips. He reached out, his fingers gentle as they traced the lines of Ethan's body, soothing the tensed muscles, caressing the flushed skin. "Shh, it's okay, baby," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm. "You're okay. I've got you."
Ethan's eyes fluttered open, meeting Adam's gaze. He felt a surge of love, of connection, of trust. He was Ethan, reduced to just an urethra and an asshole, a pain slut, a sex toy for Adam's pleasure. Yet, he was also Ethan, loved, cherished, desired. He was Ethan, safe in Adam's arms, protected, cared for.
Adam's fingers found Ethan's cock, wrapping around the still leaking shaft. Ethan jerked, his body tensing, his cock pulsing with a fresh wave of sensation. Adam smiled, his grip tightening, his fingers stroking, his thumb brushing against the slit. Ethan cried out, his body arching, his cock hardening again. "Adam... please..." he begged, his voice hoarse with pleasure and pain.
Adam's response was a soft chuckle, his fingers never stopping. "You're insatiable, Ethan. My little pain slut, always ready for more." He leaned in, his lips finding Ethan's ear, his voice dropping to a low growl. "But I think it's time to take a break, baby. You've taken so much, you've given so much. You've been so good for me."
Ethan could only whimper in response, his body betraying him, his cock leaking, his ass clenching. Adam was right. He was insatiable, always ready for more. Always ready for Adam. But Adam was also right. He had taken so much, given so much. He was tired, his body sore, his mind fuzzy.