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Ancient Ceremony Quincy

Room 1

Quincy, today --
Whoa...?
... Why are you staring at me?
Would it be okay... if I pinched your face for a sec?
... Go ahead.
(Whoa, his skin feels so soft and smooth! I'm jealous!)
(... cough No, that's not what's important here...)
Strange... doesn't seem fake, could this be the real Quincy? But there's no way Quincy, hater of all things troublesome, would get dressed up so fancy...
Is it strange?
Wearing formal attire on ceremonial days is a sign of respect for nature and traditions.
Ceremonial? Ah! No wonder I've seen the tribespeople running around everywhere the last few days.
Perfect! I've got some food and wine. Here you go!
Thank you. This should be enough for five days. I can rest at home until then.
Won't you get bored just staying at home?
Not if I'm asleep.
......
(Doing nothing else other than sleeping and eating for five days... What is he? A hibernating bear? Should I really be encourage this type of behavior?)
Well, whatever... I've delivered the supplies at least. I'll leave you to enjoy your ceremony.
You're leaving?
Huh? I probably shouldn't stick around, right?
... It doesn't matter, no one else will come here.
So can I take part too?
You can... but are you sure you want to?
Yeah! Sounds like fun!
... I suppose...
......?

Their two bodies press tight. If Eiden tries to move back a little, the huge arms around his waist pull him back in. Up this close, they feel the brush of the other's every breath.

Relax.
W-Wait a minute... didn't you say we were gonna dance? Dances at ceremonies normally involve everyone joining hands and singing along to the music. You know, the kind that young and old alike enjoy?
(This is more like grinding at some nightclub... Is this really okay during such an important ceremony!?)
The tribes follow their own new ways. My ceremony stays true to the ancient ways, different from theirs.
In order to accurately imitate the mating rituals of the forest, the two competitors must compete in five different contests. The loser must become the victor's slave, following his every order.
Whoa... sounds hardcore.Ö‘
But if you need two people to take part... what did you used to do when you were doing the ceremony by yourself?
... The ceremony is flexible. I just made some offerings instead.
(Basically, just the eating and drinking part of the ceremony... Pretty much the same as his everyday life...)
(Huh? Wait a minute, does that mean I'm the first person he's ever taken part in the ceremony with? No wonder he's been acting a little weird...)
I've never performed the ceremony like this before. If you feel uncomfortable, we can stop whenever you like.
No, no, this way sounds... awesome!
So let me just make sure... If I lose, I have to become your slave, right?
... Yes, but I don't need a slave.
(Topper is enough. Having a slave... sounds troublesome.)
How about this then... The loser has to fulfill any single request that the winner has? What do you think?
You're not scared?
Think I've got no chance of winning, huh?
... Hah.
(He's mocking me and he's not even trying to hide it! Looks like... I'll have to show him a thing or two...)

Eiden, who has been letting Quincy lead the dance up to this point, starts to press his body up to Quincy's in an effort to snatch the lead. Even if there's a layer of clothing between them, every brush of their bodies feels like an electrical spark. After only a few moves, as they both battle to be the leader their breathing starts to become heavier. They feel their bodies getting steadily hotter and sweatier.

Little devil, is this all you can do?
(I get the feeling that Quincy is being more aggressive than usual. I'm not just imagining it, right...?)
Hmph, you'll regret saying that.
We'll see who'll be the one with regrets... soon enough.
(Whoa! Rubbing his lower body against me when it's clear he's got the superior physique... This has gotta be against the rules!)
Your face... is so red.
... What do you expect, grinding against me like that.
Give up yet?

Under Quincy's subtle guidance, the two of them slowly move towards the bed behind them. Eiden seizes the opportunity to push against Quincy's thick, muscular chest, feeling the strong, bulky arms wrapped around his waist. The pair of them fall softly on to the bed.

This is where... the contest really begins.

Room 2

The pair of them are already rock-hard from all the rubbing together while they were dancing. The caresses have caused sticky droplets to leak from the tips of both their cocks. Eiden uses his fingers to rub against his warm, wet asshole, ready at any moment to take in Quincy's gigantic cock.

Whoa... Did I make you super excited? Feels like you're even thicker and harder than normal...
(... If he sticks it in like that, it'll feel goddamn amazing. Can I really handle it? But just thinking about being filled up deep by that thing... is making me even more excited.)
... How are we going to decide who wins and who loses?
I'll move, you're not allowed to move. If you move.... you lose. If I make you cum, you also lose.
What about if you ask me to move, or you ejaculate first?
Then, of course, it's my loss.
If you want to give up now, go ahead. I don't mind.
Cocky little devil. You'll regret your overconfidence.
... Well then, let's just see shall we--!
... Nghh... ahhh!

Difficult as it may be, Eiden's hole does its utmost to suck in every inch of Quincy's bulky shaft. As it hits deep within Eiden's supple insides, the sudden burst of pleasure makes Eiden's hips shake as if begging for it to go deeper, stimulate harder.

(No fair, it's too damn big... It's only just gone in and I already feel like throwing in the towel...)
(But I have a few tricks of my own, I can't lose... Take this!)

Eiden raises his buttocks causing Quincy's cock to recede, leaving only its bulging tip still buried within his tight, wet hole. Eiden slowly moves his buttocks downwards while deliberately tightening his sphincter muscles. Quincy's cock is sucked in inch by inch by Eiden's new slow-paced technique. Before long, Quincy lets out a grunt of disapproval.

Hnghhhh...
(Ah, the look on his face while trying to stop himself from thrusting his hips... Amazing.)
(Even though I wish we could just fuck like crazy, if I keep this up I might get to see even more expressions I never thought I'd see.)
(I'll just lightly suck it in and see how he reacts...)
... Hughhh... you...
How's... that? Tempted... to start thrusting... your hips yet?
Ughh... pant...
I'll take your silence... as a yes... nghhh...
(This look on his face, like a wild beast that wants to attack, and fill me up nice and deep, it's awesome... Ughh, no, gotta stop thinking about that!)
(Better try another method...)

After sucking in and spitting out Quincy's cock a few times, Eiden's hands, resting on Quincy's knees, push down hard. Eiden's lifts his hips higher, encasing the tip of Quincy's cock in his tight hole. Next, Eiden drops his hips with all his might, swallowing up Quincy's massive shaft in one swift motion-- Eiden is hit with fierce stimulation as his insides rub against Quincy's bulging shaft. He feels each pulse of each pulsating vein.

... Gughh... ughhh!
-- Ughhh!!
(Not good... his cock is too powerful... I'm getting close... to cumming...)
Hahh... hahhh... how... are you... still so thick and hard... not... ready... to cum yet --
... Hnghh... ughhh... hahhh...
Nghahh... how about... you start... thrusting? It would feel... even better...
Are you surrendering?
With your cock... all like this... it should be you... who's surrendering... nghhh...
Nghhh... little devil... I won't let you win.
Wha...

As Eiden thrusts his body down hard, Quincy senses his opportunity and pushes down with his two gigantic hands resting idly on his thighs. This causes his thick shaft to plunge in even deeper than before.

Ughhhhh--!
Nghahh... hahhh... pant... using your hands... is definitely... against... the rules... nghh... ngahhhh!
Now... my hips... hahh... ahhh... can't... stop...

Eiden's tight hole swallows up Quincy's shaft, causing it to rub against his deepest and most sensitive areas. Eiden can't help but match his hip movements to the tempo of Quincy's strong hands. A tingling sensation rushes to the tip of Eiden's cock. The only thought remaining in Eiden's brain is how to increase the amplitude and frequency at which he swallows up Quincy's humongous slab of meat.

Ughh... so... should I stop?
I'm gonna... cum... ughughh... don't... stop... I want it... harder...
Your... decision.
... Nghh... ahhh... no good... I'm gonna cum...!
Ughh... ahhh... Quincy... you... ahhh... ahhhh--!!

Several days' accumulation of thick cream squirts from the tip of Eiden's bouncing cock. His anus, tightened in orgasm, wraps Quincy's still burning cock as if trying to squeeze out every last sticky drop lurking within. Following more intense squeezing deep within Eiden's hole, Quincy's cock finally shows some signs of activity. Eiden is getting incredibly desperate for that hot, white nectar to fill up his hungry back passageway.

pant... pant... Why haven't... you cum yet...
... Because you said I was cheating?
I need to make sure there's no doubt about my victory.
Do you... really... want a slave... that much...?
Perhaps... it wouldn't be so bad.
(If I become Quincy's slave, maybe we can do this every day... Ughh, another dangerous thought...)

The thought of Quincy thrusting his cock deep inside and pounding with all his might makes Eiden's anus tighten even further. His body, having already experienced extreme pleasure, is thirsty for even more stimulation.

(I want him to fuck me so hard, fuck me until I lose my mind... Would feel so damn good...)
Ughh...

Eiden's anus once again sucks in Quincy's ginormous cock. It slides in as deep as it can go without even the slightest of obstruction.

Still not enough?
Nghh... nghhnghhh... I don't care... about winning or losing... that's not important... right now... I just want you to... fuck me... so hard...

The movements in and out cause layer upon layer of pleasurable sensations to build up inside Eiden's body. However, an empty tingling sensation begins to spread from Eiden's anus to the rest of his body. Despite his anus being packed tight with Quincy's colossal manhood, no matter how much he shakes his hips it's still not enough to satisfy his very deepest desires.

I want... more... I want you to fuck me hard... now... anghhh...
Nghhh... then... isn't there something you should say?
But... anghhh... Quincy, you... please... thrust your cock inside... my tight asshole... super hard...

Eiden's consciousness is gradually giving way to pure ecstasy. The slapping sounds of moist flesh become louder as the frequency of his hip shakes increases. Quincy's cock, still rock-hard and burning hot, shows no indication of reaching climax. In fact, it's Eiden who's once again teetering on the edge of orgasm as his tight hole continues to suck.

Hahhh... hahhh! You win... I lose...
Good boy.
Eeeeeaghhh--!

As Quincy's palms push down with great force, his humongous cock blasts through the squeeze of Eiden's tensed insides. With one huge thrust, Quincy reaches the deepest area of Eiden's fleshy tunnel.

Hahh... hahhh... that's it... I've been waiting so long... feels so damn good... ughahhhh!
Still not enough.

Quincy's hard cock opens up Eiden's tight hole enough to suck it in, from head to root, in one smooth motion. The sound of Quincy's ball sack smacking against Eiden's butt cheeks echoes all around. The incredible level of stimulation causes Eiden's mind to go blank. His building desire reaches its apex and a thick, cloudy paste squirts out from the tip of his quivering cock.

Ughh... ughhahhh--! Ahh... hahhh...
... Ughhh... I too... gughh... am about to... explode...
Nghh... nghhhh...! Thrusting it in again... after I just came... I can't take it... ahhhh... slow down...

Quincy's cock continues to invade Eiden's tingling anus, each and every attack hitting his most sensitive spots. Still feeling the lingering effects of orgasm, Eiden is barely able to endure the non-stop pleasure. Each thrust pushes him closer and closer to the edge of his limits. All Eiden can do is let out lusty moans of pleasure mixed with pain.

No... no... stop -- Ahh... ahhhh! Don't stop... keep going... ughhh --
... Make your mind up... little devil... sucking me in so... hard... I... pant... relax a little... I don't want to finish yet...
Ughh... ughahhh... so... so mean... using me... as your own little... plaything...
pant... Hahhh... ughhh... here it comes... gunghhh...!
Ahhh... ahhahhhhh--!

Quincy releases a gargantuan flow of thick, sticky semen. The sensation as it flows against Eiden's sensitive inner-walls brings a whole new kind of pleasure. Quincy's load is so huge that it soon overflows and drips from Eiden's gaping hole, spilling out all over his sweating, muscular body. Thus ends the opening act of Eiden and Quincy's "secret ceremony" --

Room 3

(Shit, I lost...)
squeak~?
sigh My mind is sad, but my body feels so good... I guess you couldn't really understand...
......
Right, no messing about... What is it that you want to me do for you?
I haven't decided yet.
(Guess he needs to think about it a little more... In this kind of game, the scariest demands are normally physical ones... But in this case... that would be more like the grand prize...)
......
......
-- Wait a minute... Don't you care what I would have made you do? You have to be at least a little curious...
Not really.
(He's so cocky! He's acting like there was never even the tiniest chance that he might lose! Shit, does he really think so little of me!?)
I challenge you to a duel! -- Ahem, I mean... let's decide who's the true champion.
You want to continue with the contests?
Ah... yeah... but maybe we should have lunch first? I'm starving after that intense workout!
......
Let me guess... You're thinking, "how can he be so hungry and tired after just that?"
............
Ah, dammit, you always make that face when I'm right -- I'm not so happy to be right this time, though...
Whew~ I'm stuffed!
squeak~ squeak squeak squeak
What are we competing at next? We've already done dancing... Maybe singing? Or...?
Usually, during the ceremony we play a traditional game called "Dodge the Clover". Would you like to give it a try?
(Great! Sounds like it doesn't sound on physical strength. I might just have a fighting chance!)
Let's do it! How do we play?
... Wait here.

Quincy walks with huge strides into the forest. He soon returns carrying a few freshly picked leaves, before heading into the house and filling three wooden cups with water.

squeak... squeak... squeak squeak squeak!
Huh? What's got into Topper all of a sudden?
He's saying, "It stinks... it really stinks... it really, really stinks!".
(... Thanks for that... Animal translation must be one of his special talents...)
Only animals can smell the scent emitted by three-leaf clovers when they come into contact with water.
So... you don't need to hold your breath.
pant... Say that sooner! I nearly suffocated...
......
So let me guess... the one who drinks the water containing the clover loses, right?
Yes.
So... what exactly does clover water taste like?
I can't tell you that now.
... Why do I feel like you're looking forward to seeing me taste it...
......
(Ah, the edges of his mouth turned upwards again! Dammit, curse my amazingly sharp intuition...)
Time to start. You choose first.
Okay, then I choose the cup in the middle! This game is all about luck, no point thinking too long and hard!

Eiden picks up the cup and cautiously approaches the water with his tongue before licking up a few drops. The intensely bitter taste of rancid grass fills every inch of his mouth.

Pah...! Pahpahpahpah -- So bitter! Gross! I've never tasted anything so revolting!
Here, drink some water from the other cups. Wash out your mouth a little.
-- glug glug glug glug!
... You're welcome.
Finally... I've returned... to the world of the living... But I lost again... so humiliating...
Have I just got terrible luck? Or do you have amazing luck?
When it comes to this game... I don't think I've ever lost.
(Tell me that sooner, goddammit...! Shit, shit, shit, am I getting hustled??)
Do you accept defeat?
Uhhh --
Or do you still want to continue? You can pick the next game.
Huh...? For real?
Yes. You look a little too... dispirited right now.
... D-Don't say that! Now I feel even more dispirited...
Then... how about rock-paper-scissors? It's super easy. Rock beats scissors, scissors beats paper and paper beats rock. If we both choose the same thing, then it's a tie. Let's do sudden death. We'll decide the winner with just one round. What do you think?
No problem.
Great... well I better say this first, I'm gonna choose paper...
(Sorry Quincy, I've gotta use dirty tactics if I'm gonna beat you!)
Isn't this a game of luck?
Well... it is and it isn't. You can say what you'll choose too, if you want.
No need. Let's begin.
Okay! Rock, paper, scissors--!
Paper.
Rock!
Wait a minute! Why didn't you choose scissors!? You should've been too lazy to think about it and just trusted that I would choose paper!
That's too troublesome. Picking one at random is easier.
......
(When you play with Quincy, I guess it's always a game of luck...)

Room 4

pant pant... I can't believe it... How did I lose again??
You might have a nice speaking voice, but how did you get so good at singing...!?
(He can set up camp, start a fire, cook dinner, he's so damn good at everything... shit!! Apart from sleeping too much and hating anything "troublesome", does this guy have any real flaws??)
Do you really want to beat me so much?
Of course! There's no point playing if I don't give it my all, especially when there's high stakes betting involved!
(These kinds of games are actually pretty fun... I wonder if this world has stuff like cards and drinking games... Ah? Drinking...?)
Hey, Quincy, do you... ever drink alcohol? Can you drink a lot?
There's no alcohol out here. I've only drunk alcohol a handful of times.
(Oh! This it it! Finally, my chance at victory!)
Whoa, it smells really sweet. It's so thick and fragrant. Looks tasty...
The fruit wine Aster gave me really is on another level. I've never had a drinking contest with such high-grade alcohol. It feels super fancy! Anyway, today is a special day so it makes sense to celebrate with a few drinks, right?
... Drinking contest?
Yeah, the rules are very simple. We each take turns drinking an entire cup of wine. Whoever gets drunk first, loses.
......
Hmm? Is everything okay?
Nothing. Let's give it a go.
Here, this cup's for you... This cup is mine.
Man, it's been ages since I last drank, let me try a sip first... gulp gulp... Ah! It's so sweet and smooth! The alcholic taste isn't too strong... It's delicious!

Quincy picks up the cup filled with golden liquid and swallows it down in one gulp. As if wanting to enjoy every drop, his tongue creeps out and begins to lick his lips.

Very good. Pour me another.
(Seems like he's better at drinking than I thought, but...)
Don't say I didn't warn you... It's easy to get drunk off this type of sweet wine. Especially when you can barely taste the booze!
Feeling any different yet?
... Not at all.
You still look totally sober... Okay, round two! Here you go.
(If we keep drinking like this, I should have this one in the bag... Wait... Now that I think about it, what's the score? He's won everything so far... Have I already lost?)
(Is Quincy just pretending like he doesn't know... and going along with my game?)
Give me another.
... Ah? Whoa!
(He downed it in one again... Is there anything he can't do...)
I've finished mine too. Next round!

As they continue to drink cup after cup, the wine in the barrel soon runs dry. They finally reach the all-important tenth cup.

Hic! I... I can still drink... Yeah... I'm fine... Quin... Quincy... pour me another!
......
You're done, right? Quickly... say it... you give up... Hic!
(Strange... why... does Quincy still look the same as usual? But... ughh... he should be more drunk than me... Ahh... I've got it... he's the type who doesn't go red when he drinks... right?)
You're drunk.
No way... I'm just a little... tipsy... Only drunk people call other people drunk... that means you're drunk, hehe...
-- Whoa! Suddenly... holding me... You scared me... What are you... hic... trying to do?
I'm taking you to bed so you can sleep.
Bed? My bed... isn't around here...
You can't sleep here. You can use my bed.
Huh? Sounds... suspicious... have you got... some evil plan... once you get me into bed...?
Or else... there's no way... hic... you'd agree to a drinking contest... after winning so many times already...
......
Hic! Now that... I think about it... you're kind... and have a good body... It's totally not fair... Rubbing such a big chest... would feel so good... hehe...

Eiden leans against Quincy's broad chest, unable to resist poking around a little with his fingers. Quincy's skin feels so good that he can't help but swallow as his mouth fills with saliva.

Feels so good... to poke... so springy...
Stop it. Or else you'll have to deal with the consequences.
Hehe, of course... I'll... deal with them...
... How exactly?
I'll help you... take your clothes off! Don't you feel... super hot...?

Eiden hears a groan of disapproval as he continues to rub Quincy's chest. Quincy grabs Eiden's hand and puts as stop to his naughty behavior. But Eiden's remaining hand has other ideas...

Look... just from a little rubbing... your face... is already... so red...
......
Huh? Why... are you pushing me up against a tree...?
Hic! Now you're taking off my clothes... Wow... Naughty Quincy...

Room 5

Wahhh -- Help me! I'm being violated in the woods!
... Shut up.
Heyyy... so mean... I just wanted to... yell out a bit... See how it felt --
......
Whoa... ughhh...!

Quincy's alcohol-flavored tongue makes a powerful invasion, licking every inch of Eiden's mouth. The fragrant taste of the fruit wine, the strong flavor of alcohol and the two men's own distinct aromas all mix together as their tongues intertwine.

Unghh... you're so... greedy... you really want me... that bad...?
Are you always like this when you get drunk?
I'm not drunk... You're drunk...! Doing all these... dirty things...
I warned you.

The two sets of lips tightly press together once again. In order to defend against Eiden's counterattack, Quincy sucks in Eiden's tongue hard, not letting it go. Mixed with the taste of alcohol, Eiden's tongue soon starts to get hot and tingly. Only once it's red and swollen does Quincy release Eiden's tongue from his grasp.

Unghhh... are you... some type of... kissing maniac...?
... Don't like it?
I... like it... but... I wanna do... something even... dirtier...
Is this not dirty enough for you?

Quincy's thick cock is fully erect. Its bulging, wet head pressed against Eiden's passageway entrance. Quincy moves his hips, rubbing his cock against Eiden's hole as well as occasionally inserting its tip. Every time he does this, the slippery lubricant leaking out of Eiden's anus gets pushed back inside before flowing out once again.

Ughh... ahhh -- You're so bad... teasing me... like that... anghhhh...
Didn't you... tell me to?
Nghhh... but this kind of rubbing... isn't enough...
Greedy.
Nghahh... your body is hotter... than mine... and you're so hard... down there... and you call me... greedy...
Quickly... stick that thick, hard thing... deep inside me... nghhh... It'll feel even... more awesome... ughhh...

Each time Quincy's cock slightly penetrates the entrance to Eiden's fleshy tunnel, it can't help but tighten under the sudden stimulation. Eiden's hole is desperate for Quincy's raging member, his teasing leaving it feeling empty and tingly and hungry for more.

Hahnghh... don't... ughhh... rub like that... I can't take it... anymore...
If you... wanna violate me... ughhh... then hurry up already... Quincy...
(When he's begging... he's cuter than usual.)

Quincy's moist cock twirls around Eiden's sensitive hole, holding off from making its attack. Eiden's excited hips twist left and right, rubbing against Quincy's burning rod. Although this brings temporary stimulation, the idea of being violently penetrated as deep as physically possible is all he can think about.

Huhghhh... quickly... I'm... totally ready... for it... nghhh... nghnghhh...
Ughh... ughahh... feels so tingly... inside... I wanna... suck in that big piece of meat...
Not yet.
Quincy... I'm begging... ngahh... you...!
... You keep trying to suck in it. You want it that much?
Yes... stick in it... nghhh... quick...

Under the effects of alcohol, Eiden's voice sounds even softer and more charming than usual. Quincy's cock, stimulatingly pressed up against Eiden's tight hole, grows larger still. Eiden's thighs, straddled across Quincy's waist, are suddenly lifted high as Quincy's ginormous shaft thrusts deep inside. An intense burst of stimulation instantaneously spreads from the small of Eiden's back, almost causing him to pass out in pure ecstasy.

Ughahhh -- So... damn... good... ahh... ahhahhh--!
... Ughh... you sucked it... all in...
Don't... fuck me... ahhh... while saying... ughh... such dirty things... nghahhh...!
... Weren't... you saying... it wasn't... enough...?

Quincy's scorching cock constantly shifts angles as it thrusts, hitting all of Eiden's deepest spots. He attacks over and over, gradually increasing both the power and speed of his thrusts. Eiden feels as if his whole body is going numb as he approaches the limits of his endurance.

Slow... down... ahh... ahhh...! So good... you're gonna... completely... destroy me... ughhh...
... Not enough... yet...
Ughahh... ahhh... are you... a... wild animal...!?
... Nghhhh... ughuhhh...
Ughhh... ughhahhh... pounding me... like this... I won't... nghhhh... last much longer...!
Ahhh... ahhahhhhh--!!

A burst of thick, white cream spurts out, leaving its lusty traces all over both men's abdomens. Pleasure spreads throughout Eiden's body like a bolt of lightning. Without a moment to catch his breath, the huge cock inside attacks even more fiercely, returning him to his senses.

Nghh... nghhahhh... it's still... so sensitive... in there... don't... ughhhh... pound... so fast...
... Unghhh... almost... there...
Ughh... ahhh! I... nghh... don't care... I'm gonna... get some... revenge...!

Eiden contracts his core muscles, causing his supple insides to squeeze Quincy's cock with intense force. This throws Quincy's thrusting tempo into chaos. The resulting grunt of disapproval sounds like music to Eiden's ears.

Gyughh...!
Hahh... you... can... beg... me... eeyahhh--!

Quincy forcibly lifts Eiden's thighs, allowing his huge cock unobstructed entry deep into Eiden's fleshy hole. As his attacks intensify, Quincy aims directly at Eiden's most sensitive spots, sending him almost into a state of madness. With each ferocious attack, Eiden feels the veins along Quincy's hard shaft throbbing along with the surging waves of pleasure flowing throughout his body.

No... fair... you... ughhh... keep hitting... the most... sensitive spots... I'm getting... ahhh... hard again...
... Gughhh--!
Ughh... ughahhh... you came... so much... filled me... up to the brim... and so deep...

Quincy's liberated cock swells up hard once more. Unwilling to give Eiden even a moment's rest, the huge dose of semen he released makes it even easier for him to deeply penetrate Eiden's rear passageway. Occasionally, when Quincy pulls his cock out, the sticky, white liquid drips down onto his thighs. Its scent mixes with the scent of both men's bodies as well as the fragrance of wine floating in the air. It stimulates both of them to continue their fiercely pleasurable activities.

Wait... a minute... so deep... and... nghhh... so hard... uhnghhh...
I'm gonna... cum... again... ahh... nghahhh...

Eiden's tightly bound waist has no way of retreating, his body shaking in time with the frequency of Quincy's ferocious thrusts. Eiden's back and legs, exposed to the outdoor air, start to feel a slight ache from rubbing against the bark of the tree for such a prolonged period of time. This pain, mixed with the intense pleasure coming from down below, hits Eiden's every nerve with non-stop shots of sharp stimulation.

Ughh... nghhh... that hurts... but... feels so good -- Ahhh... feels... so weird...
... Want to feel... even better?
Is that... nghhh... ahhh... even possible...?
Only one way... to find out...
Yeahhh... nghhnghhhh...

Quincy's thrusts his burning tongue inside Eiden's mouth as his cock rapidly thrusts into Eiden's tight, wet hole. Whenever saliva leaks from either of their mouths, their nimble tongues come to the rescue, licking it up before intertwining once more.

Ughh... nghh...
(How does Quincy... know so many... dirty little tricks...)
... Hunghhh... ahhhh...
(Ahh... he's getting faster... up top and down below... no one in the world... can handle this...)
Yahhhh -- Ahh... ahhahhhh--!!
Hahh... hahhh... nghhh... you... bust such a... huge nut... how can you... still keep going...
pant... Hahhh... don't you want to test out... your own... ughhh... limits?
Thrusting... so hard... after... only just... cumming... nghh... ahh... you're gonna... completely... destroy me... ughhh ahhhh--!!
(Wanna stop... but... it feels so good... it's addictive... no... if it keeps on like this... I'll really go crazy...)
... I... nghughh... lose... nghhh... nghhahhh!

It seems as though the huge man has no limits to his vitality as the sound of his ball sack against Eiden's buttocks resonates even more loudly. In theory, Eiden's warm, wet hole can't possibly take any further stimulation. However, Quincy's cock keeps thrusting and Eiden's passageway keeps tightening, even teasing a little in retaliation.

pant... Ughhh... you're... going... to regret that...
Ughh... nghhh... I... don't want it... but... I do... want it... I'm going... crazy...
So do you want it... or not?
Ahhh... nghahhh... I want... more... pleasure... ahhh!
... Ughh... you... said it... unnghhh --

Another red-hot flow of liquid fills up Eiden's tingling passageway. As Quincy's exhausted cock makes its retreat, the huge amount of semen accumulated over multiple climaxes begins to flow out.
Eiden's desires should have been completely fulfilled, however, as Quincy tries to catch his breath, his giant cock unwittingly brushes against Eiden's tight, wet hole causing that all too familiar tingling sensation to rise up once more.

Ughh... feels like... my body... is getting hot again... could it be... I really am... drunk...?
... Exactly.
But... feels like I'm getting drunk too.
Huh? What... are you... doing ---
With that, the lusty sound of flesh slapping against flesh, mixed with screams of both pleasure and pain, continues to echo across the forest all throughout the night...

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Pub: 24 Sep 2022 19:27 UTC

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