L*st and Death

Lewis wrapped his hand around the back of Siron’s neck and pulled him in, pressing his lips against Siron’s slightly parted mouth. Even as they exchanged saliva and sucked at each other’s slick tongues, their mouths kept going dry. Siron, breath ragged, shook his head and pulled away from the kiss, as if he no longer had the strength to even lift a finger.

Siron’s endurance was being tested. Something hot was still dribbling relentlessly past the barrier deep inside him. The continuous flow brought with it a pleasure and pain so intense it bordered on unbearable. Siron’s body reflexively tried to push Lewis’s cock out, only to spasm tight and then loosen again in a repeating cycle.

Pinned under Lewis’s massive body, his insides completely filled and dominated by that enormous cock, Siron began to spiral into panic after being locked in place for over ten minutes. The suffocating pressure, the deep physical sensation of something expanding inside him, and the unrelenting pleasure—it all boiled over like a pot about to spill, his anxiety frothing to the brim.

And Lewis’s pheromones—those were like a drug, bleaching out Siron’s mind and setting his blood roaring.

“Ahhh... haah... ah... hhh...”

Siron let out a desperate, boiling moan and then, like a fish dragged out of the water, gaped silently for air before blacking out for several seconds. Each time Lewis gave a vulgar, shallow thrust of his hips, Siron was jolted back into awareness by the feeling of his guts being dragged backward. That sensation repeated endlessly, over and over, until it felt eternal. But in truth, the moment they were locked together like that had lasted no more than twenty minutes.

The coupling of their bodies—chaotic, blurred, sticky—slowly began to loosen. Lewis felt a flicker of fear at what exactly he’d released inside Siron. It felt like an ejaculation, but also oddly similar to pissing.

When he felt the pressure inside Siron pressing back around the glans, Lewis wrapped his arms around Siron’s body and lifted him in one swift motion. It had only been their first time, but already Lewis didn’t want to stain the bed. That practical reason made him carry Siron to the bathroom.

Usually, a body lifted into the air would instinctively look for something to brace against—but not Siron. Even as Lewis walked, Siron relied entirely on him, his breath shallow and erratic. Lewis slipped an arm beneath Siron’s knees, cradled his back, and used the other hand to gently support the nape of his neck as he stepped into the motel bathroom.

The cream-colored tiles were clean and plain. The bathtub was set flush against the wall, a white functional shower curtain hanging above. Next to the tub, a wide mirror was fixed to the wall, and beneath it stood a wall-mounted sink, supported by a central column.

Lewis hesitated between the tub and the sink, then moved to the sink. He bent slightly, carefully lowering Siron so his legs rested to either side of the basin.

“Hhhngh... nnh...”

When Lewis pulled out more than half of his cock—which had been wedged inside like a cork plugging a wine bottle—thick, hot fluid began dribbling out, leaking from the stretched hole and the gap along the shaft. And once he pulled out completely, a viscous liquid poured out of the wide-open hole, unable to resist the internal pressure.

The fluid drained freely, swirling down the sink. Contrary to Lewis’s worry, it wasn’t urine. It was a mixture of water and semen, slightly viscous. It carried an intense, primal scent—somewhere between the fresh richness of butter and the musky, wet fur of a wild animal in the rain. It was Lewis’s pheromone, distilled to a density so thick it made his head ache, even though he hadn’t noticed its smell at all during the act.

Lewis grimaced at the overwhelming scent and turned on the sink faucet. Then, lifting Siron once more, he spread Siron’s legs to face the mirror and gently lowered him to his knees, one on each side of the sink.

Siron’s hole was gaped open, about the size of a coin. When Lewis carelessly pushed a finger inside the wet hole that was still pushing out cum, Siron flinched and let out a hoarse groan. Even as Lewis gently cleaned the area around the entrance with warm water, the slackened hole wouldn’t close.

Whether the previous sex had overwhelmed Siron too much, or if the strain was simply too much, his sphincter was still loose. Lewis pressed gently on the prostate with his middle and index fingers. The wet flesh reacted instinctively, sucking softly at his fingers.

As Lewis stirred his fingers deeply inside, scraping out every drop of pheromone-laced fluid, and washed the inside and entrance of the hole with warm water, focus gradually returned to Siron’s glassy eyes. Leaning his left cheek against the mirror, Siron whispered in a faint voice:

“I... hhh... feel so... strange.”

He bit down hard on his lower lip, his body trembling all over. After a shudder like a seizure passed through him, he gasped out a few more words:

“My stomach... hnn... still tingles...”

“Want me to rub it with my cock?”

“N-No... haah... no.”

Siron couldn’t even close his mouth. Drool dripped from his lips as he trembled, supporting himself weakly against the mirror with one unsteady hand. Gathering what little strength he had, he tried to lower one leg down from the sink—but didn’t even get the chance.

Before he could move, Lewis was already on his knees. He grabbed Siron’s ass with both hands, spreading the twitching, gaping hole sideways until the folds opened wide.

Lewis’s tongue brushed lightly over the wrinkles at the rim of Siron’s hole. Siron jolted with a high-pitched moan and tried to rise, startled—but Lewis’s arm slid under his thigh, pinning him in place. Then Lewis pressed his lips to the slackened opening, like a kiss.

Siron tried to pull his hips back to escape the persistent mouth chasing after him, but Lewis’s lips clung like suction. When his tongue slid in deep, writhing past the loosened rim, Siron’s hole clenched down hungrily on the moist muscle, as if it had been waiting for exactly this.

Even though the sensation was dirty and humiliating, Siron’s body reacted with brutal honesty.

“Ahh! Hnn! Don’t—! Ahn! Hhngh!”

Half moan, half sob, Siron begged as he tried to pull away from Lewis. But as the wave of climax built inside him, he panicked and grabbed his own cock, stroking furiously. Only one thought filled his head—he had to come.

Lewis’s pointed tongue violated the sensitive nerve endings deep inside, while the soft, slick lining of his inner lips latched onto the entrance and rubbed in hard circles.

In the height of that violent pleasure, Siron’s vision exploded in white.

The tight ring of muscle clenched down on Lewis’s tongue, gnashing and sucking at it with spasmodic pressure. After grinding and prodding with his mouth for a moment longer, Lewis finally pulled away. Disgusted by the bitter taste of semen and the overwhelming pheromone stench, he spat directly into Siron’s hole and jammed his thick middle finger all the way in, brushing lightly against the prostate.

“Haah! Aah! Uhh—ahh!”

Siron’s whole body shook as he cried out in a sharp, broken moan. The moment of that feral climax passed, and his limbs gave out entirely. He slumped over the sink like a crumpled rag—but Lewis hoisted him up again.

He spread Siron’s legs, placing the soles of his feet on the rim of the sink. Siron leaned his back against Lewis’s stomach and chest, his entire weight slumped into the other man’s body. From that position, Lewis thrust his cock up from below—hard—and drove it deep into Siron’s hole.

“Ughk! Nnngh...!”

Siron moaned, dazed and breathless.

Lewis turned Siron’s face to the side and licked wildly—at his earlobe, the sweat on his chin, his eyebrows and nose—while gently thrusting upward from below.

“You know... Bebe’s pheromones... got thicker.”

“Hup... hhhk... don’t... haah... don’t...”

“Yeah... ngh, it’s not ideal for me either.”

Lewis looked at their reflection in the mirror. Between Siron’s spread legs, he could see his cock plunging upward, deep inside. With each full thrust—devoured to the base, then pulled back—his shaft grew whiter and whiter with slick.

“Ahh! Hhh... uhhn!”

“I’m the only one... who should smell your real pheromones. Huh... while other alpha bastards are burying their faces in cheap holes... hah, I should be the only one... who can really feel you. But goddamn...”

As Lewis’s thick, sticky cock disappeared into Siron’s hole again, only to slide back out, the soft tissues inside clung tight around it—squeezing and sucking in sync with every motion.

“Bebe’s so cock-hungry... getting sluttier by the minute...!”

Lewis gripped Siron’s hair hard, forcing his head to tilt aside. He dragged his tongue up the length of Siron’s exposed neck, then bit down hard.

The burst of pain made Siron’s hole clench violently. In that instant, Lewis wrapped an arm around his stomach and yanked him down from the sink.

He mounted Siron, who had collapsed onto the bathroom floor, and with a loud thwack, slammed his cock back in. The boundary where the rectum met the sigmoid colon lifted slightly with each thrust, but structurally, Lewis’s cock still couldn’t pass beyond it.

Yet with each brutal thrust powered by his full weight, the organs inside Siron’s belly began to shift and give way. The thick cock forced its way forward, bending as it carved deeper, pushing past that resistance.

Squelch—splrtch—

Siron felt like the fibers of his guts were stretching, snapping, unraveling. He was drowning in a wave of sensation so extreme it shattered every last thread of reason. All he could do was scream—raw, broken cries of despair and pleasure.

“Bebe, what is this place...?”

“Huah—ahh! Aaaah!”

Lewis’s pupils darkened, dilated with desire. His voice dropped into a hoarse, sunken growl as he asked:

“You said... this place doesn’t open. Haah... don’t tell me you... ngh... feel it here too?”

“Aaah! Aaah!”

Siron couldn’t even form a response. The sensation was too much—too destructive. His vision flickered and blurred. He blacked out for a moment, then was yanked back into his body by sheer sensory overload. His head slammed into the floor with a thunk, thunk, and he sobbed.

He couldn’t take it. The pleasure had crossed the threshold of pain. He would rather hurt himself than keep enduring it.

Lewis placed a palm over Siron’s forehead, preventing him from smashing his skull further. At the same time, he continued to rub the glans of his cock against the raw, soaking walls inside—sometimes grinding hard.

It felt like every organ in Siron’s gut was being whipped by something massive and hot. When he tried to pull away, lowering his hips to escape, Lewis followed—thrusting all the way to the base, never letting him go.

As Siron pathetically tried to take it, his hole squeezed around Lewis again—and the cock began to swell once more.

But this time, it was worse.

Unfortunately for Siron, the swelling was pressing not against the prostate, but just above it—right at the spot where the inner cervix lay hidden. The thickest part of the shaft nestled right against it, clinging, sticky and slow.

“Huaaah! Aah, ahhhng!”

The sensation of being split open flooded through Siron. His cries turned nasal, desperate, as he was overwhelmed again. Lewis was like a massive tidal wave crashing over him—inescapable, consuming.

Siron didn’t know what exactly was filling him, burning him up from the inside. Maybe it was semen. Maybe it was a concentrated surge of pheromones, so potent they overwhelmed his system. Or {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} maybe... it was something else—something chemical, something that tampered with his hormones, that pushed his body toward a transformation.

Whatever it was, it was changing him.

Bit by bit, it was reshaping Siron into something else—into an omega.

On the surface, his conscious mind resisted. It didn’t want this. But deep inside, in the unconscious depths, something very different was happening.

Like a child seeing paradise from the edge of a cliff, the immature omega buried within Siron was beginning to crave it—to fall, helplessly, into the abyss of pleasure.

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