'Broken Image' ♡ (MXM) ♡

⚠️ - fighting for no end - ⚠️

Blood was pooling from his lips, but it didn't seem to bother the man who was above him. He pulled Oxzys head away before slamming it back down on his dick.

"Garhh!" He muffled a choke, eyes shooting up in surprise at how far it went inside him.

The pain shot down in his throat, it felt sore and suffocated. Oxzy was trying to pull away more, his hair was gripped tightly from behind with warning words coming from the men. They harshly grabbed at his curls, digging their nails in his skull to get a tight grip to thrust his face forward.

Oxzy couldn't hear them. He couldn't understand them.

Tears fell from his helpless eyes, choking sounds from his throat echoed within his ears.

When he thought that the pain couldn't get any worse, a new form of pain came from below him.

A hot thick rod began to pock his entrance. Oxzy yelled out in shock, his voice was masked with chocks. More drool and blood came from his lips, he began feel hot blood falling from his thighs, the man moved quickly inside him without warning, tearing the heroes entrance at the hard thrust.

"Mgh!!" The pain erupted in his ears all at once when the whole thing came in him.

The man who entered him sighed in relief, sweat dripping from his brows.

"You gonna have to get you use to this. I'm not the only one who is gonna have a turn with you.."

His words became air to Oxzy, the pain was all that he felt. All he heard. His throat was clogged with something, he couldn't breathe. He couldn't block out the pain, it was all over his body, all inside his messed up chest.

The man started to pound him, pushing his body forward to meet with the other man in front of him. His grip on the hero's waist moved up and down with every hard thrust. His grip got lower and tighter, clawing as his waist before he moved forward to dig himself more deep inside the hero. He was farther inside, moving his hips he slammed all the way in, burning his fingerprints on the hero's flesh with his strong hold.

Two disgusting things were inside of him. It was repulsive, horrible and painful. Blood came from his lips that was mixed with pre-cum. His entrance was also bleeding since it had teared due to the mans size.

Laughter was all around him, mockery at his image and state, lights and eyes surrounded him.

It was a horrific experience.

And it was all because the hero couldn't kill a 29 year old he had no relationship with. The man was the cause of this. The cause of his power loss, his house being destroyed, his pets being gone.

The hero felt everything leave him at once. His body was pushed forward over and over again. His arms became limp in the man's grasp.

They noticed it, letting go as his body was tossed around. "Good boy, stay like that for now."

He didn't bother looking for who said that. He gave up on trying to fight back, he couldn't do anything to stop this pain.

He was humiliated, no longer a man of great power and strength. Just a body to be used over and over.

It was all night.

The never ending push of an invasive object coming in and put of him at a rapid speed. The men seemed to have all the energy in the world to fuck him over and over. Pushing and moving his body into different positions, different dicks came in and out of him leaving white and blood to fall out.

The pain never became numbed, his lips dropped drool and blood on the floor. A pool of white, sticky liquid ran under his legs. It mixed with blood and spit, sweat falling from his loose hair that was pulled over and over by different men leaving black strands to fall on his sweaty red face.