'Broken Image' ♡ (MXM) ♡

⚠️ - forget hope - ⚠️

The villain was too big. He couldn't possibly fit the whole man inside his mouth. So he didn't try, he kept with the same motion.

It was enough for Pierce to feel it. The man made small jerky movements, small huffs escaped his lips.

The hero felt like his jaw was about to fall off. His mouth still had to stay open, even if he was pushing past his limits.

The same bobbing, a lick of his tongue, wasn't enough for Pierce. He wanted more, his craving was pushing just past his limits. The hero wasn't doing nearly enough to satisfy him.

Even if it wasn't only to satisfy himself, he craved more.

His moved his hand to the hero's hair. Sliding down to the back of his head, the villain thrusted the hero forward.

Oxzys eyes shot open in shock. He gaged, his airway blocked by the villian. He tried pushing at his knees, but Pierce only gripped his hair, pulling lightly back.

The hero got a small breath, feeling around with his tongue. The villain chuckled from above him. "It's not enough..."

Without warning, Pierce slammed his whole member inside the hero's mouth. Oxzy felt it throb, reaching all the way down to his throat. He choked again, his eyes became foggy with tears.

It started to hurt, his already sore throat was being beaten up with each thrust. It was aggressive, no matter the shoves on Pierces knees, he was forced to take in all of the member.

The memories flashed within his head. It caused him to choke out sobs, eyes dropping tear after tear.

Still, the villain was hot, he was harder then before. He was over energized, the rushing heat running along his skin caused goosebumps. He was enjoying it, which meant the hero was doing a good job. Or the villain, being the crazy, lust filled, guy he was just enjoyed watching Oxzy in misery.

Unknown to Oxzy, what Pierce enjoying more out of it either then the sensations. It was the look on the hero face. His face gave such a thrill to Pierce. It was a bright red, sweat and drool dripped from his cheeks. His lips were a damp red, they dropped drool with every thrust.

The villain wanted to see his eyes. The look in his eyes that give Pierce the most pleasure he has gotten since...

Since forever.

"Mgrh..!" The hero chocked, eyes shooting open.

The villain smiled, huffing lightly. He looked down on Oxzy, sweat dripping from his red face. The hero tighten on Pierces knee, holding tightly while his throat was being abused.

The memories were plaguing him. Haunting the hero. He had to convince himself that it wasn't them! They can't do anything to him anymore, it was just Pierce.

The hero looked up, his eyes met with the villains. His teeth gritted against one another as they clashed with the hero's red, teary eyes. His heart sped up, his breathing hitched.

Without warning, Pierce thrusted himself completly inside. His member was all the way down Oxzys throat, covering up his airway.

The hero cried at the pain, holding onto the villain as much as he could to endure the pain. The villain grunted from above him, shoving all of himself inside he let out a long sigh.

Oxzy felt a hot liquid rush inside his mouth. It all went down his throat, he try to swallow as much as he could so he wouldn't choke. But it was too much for his small mouth. Some dripped out, falling down his chin and to the floor.

The hero's mouth dropped the semen he couldn't swallow. He closed his eyes tightly, sobbing slightly with a cock shoved down his throat. It was hurting his jaw, he felt like it was going to drop.

He didn't know how long Pierce held him there. It was for a few seconds as his throat was submerged with the white liquid. Oxzy gave up on pushing the villain away, he dropped his hands to the ground. They laid under him, supporting the floor that had white drops under him.

The hero became light headed, he had forgotten to breath as he was held in place by his hair. Pierce loosened his grip on the man's hair, slowly wrapping around his head to slide his head away

Oxzy took in a breath when he finally had room to breathe. It was a regret since he started to choke, falling to the ground, he held his throat that was bruised on the inside. He coughed and choked, spitting out everything that was in his mouth and onto the ground. His vision was foggy, tears were running down with the spit and cum, they mixed with eachother as they landed on the floor under the hero.

Soon, he heard the villain sigh out, moving around before a warm hand was on his head. "It felt like it was an expert doing it. Are you sure you haven't sucked a man off at all?"

The hero growled from the ground, he wanted to shout at the man but he couldn't find his voice. It hurt to even swallow for him, it was burning from the inside. He really wanted to throw up whatever he just swallowed, but it felt clogged.

It would be more painful if he forced himself to throw up with his throat sore. He began to feel Pierce run his hand down to the base of his neck. He felt the man tighten, closing his long fingers around the hero's small neck from the back.

Oxzys eyes shot open, he swung his hand to throw the man's arm away. Holding his arm close to himself, the hero guarded his neck while staring at he man.

Pierce gave him a side look, a bit of a daring look in his eyes. The hero composed himself, glaring while coughing fits came from his red lips. Some leftover spit was still running down his chin.

His eyes were red and puffy, and leftover tears were still being produced as he glared at the man. Pierce, like always, gave a smile back. He rubbed the hero hair, running his hand to the man's chin.

He swiped away the spit. "Still, it felt good."

The hero gritted his teeth. He wanted to say something, to curse and shout at the man that almost suffocated him to death. Even so, what would that accomplish?

Pierce wouldn't care. He is a mad man, someone who gives nothing, he would take all the forceful pleasure Oxzy had agreed to give. It wasn't a good idea when he thought back to it, it made him think back to the moment more.

The more he took in the fact that it was Pierce, not the strangers that fucked him. It did make the masks hold strong, covering up Oxzy so desperately wanted forgotten.

He moved his head away from Pierces hand. Standing up, he ignored the calls from the man. He went into the bathroom, hearing an echo of footsteps behind him.

He made it to the room, closing the door before he could hear Pierce speak. He didn't want to look at him, he just wanted to throw up.

He heard nothing from outside the door. Even if Oxzy knew the villain had followed him, he hears him say nothing as he forced himself to throw up.

Throwing up everything from his stomach, he hunched over the toilet, dropping vomit and tears. Still hearing nothing from outside of the bathroom.

"Pgah! Guh..." Oxzy hunched over onto his knees. Spitting out the whites from his lips. He wiped away the spit, closing his eyes tightly when he realized he was crying.

Still crying? It already happened, there is nothing to do about it anymore. It is done and over with, he agreed to do it. It was his idea in the first place, he was overreacting if anything..

This wasn't even his house. Wasn't his bathroom.

It was all gone. The comfortable moments in a safe place he called home. Crillia May and Kamari being there with him, giving him needed comfort and support.

But they were all gone.

No one else in this town. In this world cares about him, he had lost everyone. Everything..

"Fuck..." The hero mumbled. His eyes felt hot, he tried to close and block off the sobs, but he couldn't.

Oxzy stayed on the bathroom floor over the toilet, crying and sobbing alone.