What a Cruel World Kipo (In process of being edited)

First Signs Part 3

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Smut ensues 

Troy's POV - After having a gay attack, he manages to turn around to witness Benson, on top of a man-made LGBTQ queen-sized bed. Queen Sized Bed. This... This was something Troy would never get to see nor witness in his lifetime. But on this very day, he can. In all of its rainbow, gay, glory, and he can't be more prideful than ever. Also, he sees Benson start stripping off his clothing, which made Troy have a violent nosebleed, even though he had sex with him 2days ago he can't get over the fact the Benson, has some slim lean muscle. For a guy who doesn't even work out, manages to gain a small number of abs.

"God you're so fucking gay~," Said a very, VERY horny Benson. 

Troy was shocked, offended and all types of gay, by what Benson said and how he said it. It was like hearing an alpha on command. At the very least, it wasn't that commanding yet.

"Troy, make yourself useful please and S T R I P~~~" Benson said in a deep lustful tone. 

Troy flinch at first to this command, but then... He suddenly started to, slowly take off his pants and jacket. "The hell, why am I stripping!?!" was the only thing Troy was thinking until he laid eyes on him. Benson, his eyes were now black, lased with reddish-pink outlines and a lustful grin. It was sending shockwaves of fear and warnings to his whole body, but he wasn't in any form of danger. Scared yes, but no harm was coming to him. Was it fear, extreme anxiety, or force submission? 

"Did. I. S T U T T E R? Continue Stripping." Benson said in a commanding, angered tone to an already frighten Troy. Troy imminently begins to take off his clothing faster. Benson grins at his lover with malicious intent, this was going to be a very rough afternoon and Troy knows it. After what felt like forever, Troy manage to take off all of his clothing. Troy had actual built-up muscle on his body. It was clear that Troy could easily man-handle Benson, the problem is Benson's odd ability is restricting him from doing so. 

Troy walked slowly towards Benson or whatever Benson is now.  He kneels on the bed, as he felt a sudden shock from Benson's touch. It was warm on contact, with a mix of electrolytes blitzing the inner membrane. Troy tried holding back a moan even though it was close. he still tried his best to hold it in. Benson sees his attempt to stay quiet, so he goes for the sweet spot. Troy was too busy trying not to moan loudly or cum, which gave Benson a moment to get behind him. Troy was about to stop him until he felt something rub him.

"Benson what are y- AAAAH!!!" Troy was practically screaming, as Benson rammed into him. The impact force was enough to send Troy arching backward, moaning Benson's name loudly.
"AAAAH FUCK!!! Benson s-sToP please!!!" Troy pleaded, sadly it fell onto deaf ears as Benson continues to ram into Troy more and more. Troy was becoming more horsed by the minute, he wasn't even thinking straight at all. It was like he became influence by Benson's actions, by being the one on the receiving end. And all while, Benson was enjoying every second of it, without breaking a sweat too.