Clipped (The Clipped Saga, 1) by Devon McCormack (14 page)

But he wanted it inside him. He wanted Treycore to put

him through pain...and pleasure.

“Please...” Kid said. His body ached with hunger—hunger

for Treycore's torture.

Treycore grabbed Kid’s hair, intertwining his finger in the

locks, and yanked back.

“Ah!”

Treycore put his mouth against Kid's ear. His breath rushed

just behind Kid's lobe. “The more you scream, the more it's gonna hurt,” he said. He didn't sound angry, as he had when he was yel ing at Kid. He sounded playful, teasing.

Kid didn't figure that Treycore would deliberately give him a

serious injury, but he was worried that Treycore would

underestimate his own power or overestimate Kid's.

Treycore unzipped his jeans.

Kid gulped.

Treycore rol ed off him. “Get over here and suck on me,” he

said, laying beside him.

When Kid realized that he wasn't going to have to

immediately take Treycore's immortal cock up the ass, he was

relieved.

Treycore undid the top button on his jeans and slipped them

and his briefs halfway down his thigh.

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An intense burning desire that had been swirling in Kid's

chest stopped. Time even seemed to stop as he stared at Treycore's massive girth. Kinzer's had been large for a human. It was bigger than anything he'd ever had to take, even when he was forced to

fuck for Jerry. But it could still reasonably fit in his ass without making him worry that it might tear into major organs.

Treycore’s had to have been at least twenty inches, but the

length wasn't what intimidated Kid. It was so wide around that he figured it would take both his hands just to be able to grip around its diameter. And though Treycore's mushroom head suggested that there would be some subtle help in adjusting to the massive shaft, there was no way it would be able to get inside Kid without some serious effort. Even the idea of
sucking
on it seemed like an exhausting chal enge.

Treycore stroked his cock with one hand. His longest finger

wrapped around a little over half of its girth. Kid got on his knees and crawled to him.

Treycore’s head rol ed back as he pleasured himself with his

hand.

Kid ran his tongue along the rim of Treycore's mushroom

head, slowly, careful y. His stomach knotted anxiously as his

concern about taking that monstrous cock in his mouth intensified.

A translucent droplet formed at the tip of Treycore’s head. Kid

sucked it and swal owed. He slid his lips down the head, rocking back and forth. He was trying to gauge how easy it was going to be for him to at least get the head in his mouth. The first half was

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reasonable, and the sides were like slides welcoming Kid's lips

further along. After that, he had to open his mouth as wide as

possible to shove the rim of the head in. He folded his lips over his teeth, but his nervousness about teeth intensified. He set his worry aside as he tailed the head with the first bit of the shaft. He licked around the head, swirling broadly, exhausting his tongue as it

col ected a thick film of pre-cum. He massaged the tip of Treycore's penis with his lips, moving up and down, up and down. In

moments where he was back at the narrower part of the head, he

gulped back Treycore's pre-cum and continued to sliding his lips along the cock's edges.

“Oh!” Treycore groaned.

Kid gripped both hands around Treycore's shaft and synced

his lips and his hands in a broad, continuous, stroking motion. A thick, heavy load of pre-cum spewed from Treycore's head. Kid

sucked it in and pul ed his head back, swal owing the treat and

licking his lips.

Treycore tossed Kid a satisfied glare. It was a completely

different side of Treycore than Kid was used to. Normal y, he was so foul, so unpleasant, so condescending. This side of Treycore was frisky and playful and fun. He liked it.

Kid lowered his head to Treycore's bal s. He got a strong

whiff of sweat. It was rank and made his face cringe. He licked

between Treycore's nuts. The hairs lining the skin were coarse and scraped against his tongue. But it didn't stop Kid. He assaulted Treycore's testicles, licking desperately at the blond-covered sack.

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He pumped Treycore's cock with this hands, eyeing a blue

web of veins just beneath the flesh of his bal s. He licked along one and fol owed it to others, using it for navigation til he came to the spot just under his bal s. He kissed it lightly, then pressed his lips tightly against the flesh and sucked as hard as he could, his tongue caressing Treycore's bal s.

He released Treycore's cock and wrapped his arms under

Treycore's legs so that he could press his lips even tighter into his flesh. A fit of passion rushed through Kid's body, and he impulsively pul ed away from Treycore's bal s and threw himself on top of him.

Their mouths locked and Kid slipped his tongue past Treycore’s lips.

Treycore's tongue met his, and they exchanged massages. Treycore ran a hand up Kid's back, feeling his finger along his spine. Kid slipped a hand under Treycore's button-up. Treycore had those

wonderful abs! Kid hadn't thought he could get any stiffer, but the moment he felt those abs, his cock grew painful y harder. He broke his passionate kiss with Treycore to catch a breath.

Treycore gripped his free hand around Kid's neck and pul ed

him back into an embrace. Kid tried to pul back, struggling to

breathe, but Treycore pressed kisses against Kid's lips. He ran his thumb along Kid's cheek. His other hand continued stroking his

back. Treycore's finger pressed against where Kid’s spine had hit the rock. Kid whimpered like a fox with its leg caught in a trap. He twitched. His body attempted to convulse away from Treycore.

Treycore gripped even tighter against Kid, his fingers digging into the spot that had stirred the reaction.

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A rush of pain ripped through Kid, like shards of glass

stabbing into his back. He bal ed up his hand and slammed it into Treycore's cheek. Treycore's face inched to the side. He clenched his jaw and grabbed Kid by the throat, staring him down. Kid's face

flushed. He wanted to explain what had happened—that he had

just been so overwhelmed with pain and acted instinctively. What was Treycore going to do to him now? He could effortlessly snap his neck if he wanted to. Kid's eyes fil ed with fear. Sweat showered off his forehead and ran down Treycore's cheeks.

Treycore pul ed Kid down so that their faces were

millimeters apart. Treycore's jaw relaxed. He moved his face closer to Kid's and brushed their lips together. He didn't kiss him, though.

To Kid, it seemed as if Treycore was testing him to know if Kid

wanted to continue. If Kid kissed him back, he would accept that as approval. If not, he would cease entirely. Kid didn't hesitate. He placed a soft, reassuring kiss on Treycore's lips. He pul ed away.

Treycore glared at him suspiciously, as if he was stil trying to read Kid—like he didn't understand him. Kid planted another soft kiss on his lips.

Treycore released Kid's neck and stroked the back of his

fingers against Kid's face. Kid breathed heavily. Treycore kissed him again.

They breathed into each other.

Kid's erect cock slid under Treycore's button-up and moved

through the grooves in his abs. The harder he pushed his penis

against Treycore's abs, the more relief he felt, and he wanted relief so

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bad. At the same time, he desperately wanted Treycore inside him.

He didn't know how. He knew it wouldn't be physical y possible—

or at least, it might be the most unbearable experience of his life, but he wanted Treycore inside him. He wanted him to swel in his ass. He wanted to scream while Treycore forced it in him harder and harder, not giving him a moment to recover. He wanted Treycore to explode inside of him so much that it spewed out through the

cracks between his asshole and Treycore's pulsating dick.

Kid's thoughts were getting him too close to climax, and he

wasn't about to let that happen til Treycore had had his way with him—even if that left him paralyzed or worse. He forced his pelvis back, so that only the tip of his cock grazed up against Treycore's immortal y perfect abdomen.

Treycore reached his hands into the placket of his button-up

and gripped it. With a swift rip, the buttons popped off. One

smacked Kid between the eyes.

“Fuck,” Kid said, as he stared in awe at Treycore's flawless

body. It wasn't actualy flawless. Now that Kid could see it in the light, though his abs were jagged and ripped, they were obviously lopsided. And his pecs were massive, but he had incredibly smal

nipples. And as hairless as his chest was, he did have the faintest of happy trails, which Kid was so enamored with that he dove his head straight to Treycore's waist to lick between the thin, blond hairs. He trailed his way up to his navel. Swirling his tongue into the shal ow dip, he did his best not to miss any crevice.

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His hands massaged Treycore's magnificent abs. They felt

like smooth pebbles, cushioned by slightly dampened flesh. As Kid licked, he worked to get as much of Treycore's sweat inside him. Kid didn't know what had possessed him. The sweat didn't taste

particularly great, but he felt this compulsion to consume as much of it as he could, as if it was water and he had gone days without a drink. In reality, it’d just been a few hours.

Treycore grabbed Kid by his sides. He sat up, bringing them

face to face.

“I'm gonna come in you,” he said, his expression serious. It

was an expression that concerned Kid. He was hoping that Treycore was considering the logistics of sex. Clearly, it was al that he wanted too, but there was no way Treycore was going to be able to come

inside him with ease, even having had al those men at Jerry's

loosening him up for the past few years. But Kid couldn't think

with his rational mind. Al he wanted was for Treycore to be in him

—even if that meant that he was going to be ripped in half.

Kid pul ed away from him and flipped back on his stomach,

exposing his smooth ass. Treycore flashed a smile that made Kid

want to satisfy him even more.

Tear me open
, he thought.
Destroy me.

Treycore kicked his shoes off and slid his now ankle-high

jeans onto the jungle floor. He crawled to Kid and kissed his ass with soft, tender kisses. He cupped his ass-cheeks in his hand and kneaded his fingers into them. His mouth found its way to Kid's

asshole, and his tongue danced around the edge of the hole. Kid

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closed his eyes, savoring the tingly sensations that rushed from his ass, through his abdomen, and into his chest.

“Ow!” Kid shouted.

Treycore had slipped a finger into his ass, fast and hard. Kid

thought perhaps it had been a painful warning for what their anal sex was going to feel like. But he was willing to endure it.

Treycore slipped his finger in and out of Kid's ass.

The painful rubbing and ripping at his crack wal reminded

him that they didn't have any lube, which meant it would be an

even more painful experience than he had previously considered.

“Ah!”

Treycore had forced, not one, but another two fingers in.

Kid dug his fingers into the ground.

“No, please...” he whined, but what he meant was, “More!”

Treycore kissed the base of Kid's spine softly as he continued

forcing his fingers inside him. He lowered his head, col ected saliva in his mouth, and spit a thick wad onto his fingers. As his

moistened digits continued penetrating Kid's ass, they provided him with at least with a modest form of lubrication, making the

experience somewhat less painful.

Treycore pul ed his fingers out. Kid took a breath of relief,

but as he caught a glimpse of Treycore's shadow moving up toward him, he tensed and simultaneously wished that he hadn't. He felt soft flesh at his ass-crack. It felt as large as a fist. But unfortunately for Kid, he knew it wasn't a fist.

Treycore had pre-cum covering the head of his dick. He

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grabbed the base of his penis, tightened his grip, and pul ed up.

Even more pre-cum spewed from his head. He wiped his hand

across the pre-cum and lathered his shaft with it.

Kid wondered if Treycore had ever had sex with a mortal

before. It didn't seem like he would have, considering his clear disdain for them. However, if he was having sex with him now, it seemed more than likely that he'd encountered this before and

would be able to take the right things (like his inhumanly large cock and Kid's very humanly asshole) into consideration.

Treycore flashed Kid a glance. He looked worried, like he

knew how much pain Kid was about to experience and like if there was anything he could do, other than not stick his penis inside him, he would be more than willing to help.

Kid nodded to Treycore. He wanted Treycore to know that