Can't You See I Want You?

KYndal yelped at the unexpected pain which did make him gag on Rhett's cock. He cursed himself as he stayed down, nuzzling the pubic hairs.

Rhett grunted and allowed the boy up for a breath before shoving him back down, guiding Kyndal's head roughly on his cock. He watched with a small smile as some of the scratches began to bleed.

Kyndal was loving this but he remembered Rhett saying if Kyndal just took it he would get bored with him. So he decided to fight back.
He pushed Rhett's hand off of his head, getting up and looking into the other man's eyes.
"Fuck me." He commanded.

Rhett laughed lightly, loud and booming. He threw Kyndal down onto the bed, roughly grabbing one of his legs and shoving it high, rolling the boy onto his side and straddling the other leg. He rested the leg in his hand on his shoulder while he aligned himself with Kynda's entrance, giving no warning before forcing himself into the unprepared unbearably tight pucker.

Kyndal cried out in pain which was the same as pleasure for him, his head thrown back. An incredibly sluttish groan escaped his lips as he squeezed his walls around Rhett, feeling the huge girth pulsing inside him.

Rhett reached a hand down, wrapping it tightly around Kyndal's small throat before he drew out and pushed back in, brutally fucking Kyndal side ways into the bed, holding him down by the hand on his neck.

Kyndal shouted out loudly, the hand on his throat only makign the experience better as he moaned in ecstasy. He looked at Rhett with adoration as the man fucked him.

Rhett was drilling into Kyndal hard, the hand around his neck squeezing and restricting breath in take. He was rough in bed, lucky for him that was right up Kyndal's alley.
"Damn yar tight!!"

Kyndal could barely breath but he wasn't even paying attention to that. All he could think about was the stabbing pains in his ass.
He tried moaning but barely anytihng came out with the hand choking him.

Rhett was grunting and barking in ecstasy, his hand on the boys throat already leaving a black print while the other, which was attached to his foot pressed his fingers there, forcing his nails into the creamy skin.
Yes, their would be half moon cuts above finger prints of passion.

Kyndal's hands moved to pry Rhett's large one on his throat just a little bit looser so he could get some air. When he did the first thing he did was scream in ecstasy.
"RHETT!" His body was a mess, already covered in bruises in marks but he was flopping around in pleasure like a fish out of water.

Rhett took the hand away completely but only for a moment to rare back and popped his lover hard on the thigh, spanking him with much more force than necessary.

"Oh!" Kyndal moaned loudly as he reached down to pump his own cock needily.

Rhett spank him a moment more before slapping Kyndal's hand away, grabbing his cock and jerking it in time with his thrusts, running his thumb over the leaking head of the small member.

Kyndal's body shook from the intense pleasure.
"Fuck!" He cried out, trying to hold back his release as long as possible.

Rhett was making that hard, drilling intro his hold and jabbing his prostate with every other thrust. The tight hold on his member jerking him brutally while the other hand had a steel grip in his leg, keep it up and angeled to only increase the sexual high.

And Kyndal could only hold out for a few more minutes before he came hard, letting out a shriek of pleasure as his cum spurted out in neat white ribbons.

Rhett was not too far behind but he did thrust until he was ready to come, when he did he made sure he was as deep as he could go inside his lover before letting his come spurt out against the boys prostate, biting down hard on the first thing he could reach, in this case Kyndal's thigh.
His teeth sank in slowly, he just stayed like that until he was done, by then the wound was bleeding, the teeth had gone deep.
He pulled back, pulling out of his lover with a wet 'ploop' before falling to the spot beside Kyndal.

Kyndal groaned, his tiny body barely moving. The only movement was his chest moving up and down and the small muscle spasms his body made.
"Fuck Rhett..."

Rhett grinned, pulling Kyndal into his arms and wrapping him up, pressing the boy to his chest.
"Whell nhow, how was thah fer luv makin shart stack?"

"Amazing." Kyndal whispered, smiling softly. "I don't think I'll be able to move tomorrow." He grunted.

"Hell noh, ah ave neva had a lova up afta ave made lov to em in ah day." He beamed at his new lover.

"Damn well now I have to try and be the first." He giggled lightly, massaging his sore throat.

Rhett placed a kiss to his already blue throat.
"Yar mah type ah man." The Scottish brute smiled.

"And you are definitely my type of man..." He smirked back at him. He groaned as he reached to the floor for his cellphone. He held it up in the air and took a picture of the front of himself, a full body shot, he then rolled over to lie on his stomach, taking a picture of the back to, capturing all of the marks littering his lithe body. He saved them in his phone as "First time<3" Yes, he wanted to be able to look back at all these marks later on.