Shade's eyes dropped shut as he moaned around Arrow's shaft.
His wrists had been tied behind his back, ankles similarly strapped together, when he had been forced onto his knees earlier. Despite his struggles, the older man had easily dominated him.
Shade had been out for a walk when he'd been overtaken by the mercenary. The man had taken him by surprise from behind, stripping him naked, and then shutting him up with his thick cock.
Now he knelt on the forest floor, drooling around his captor's shaft obediently. Arrow's hands were in his hair, forcing his head back so that their eyes met. If Shade kept his eyes closed for too long, he received a sharp tug until he opened them again.
Like right now. Fingers twisted in his dark hair. Pulling at his curls.
Shade opened his eyes again. Arrow stared down at him, own eyes dark and lustful.
His shaft was big. Much bigger than Shade had been expecting when the man dropped his trousers. There was a thick thatch of public hair around the base that his nose was buried in. He wondered what he looked like: lips stretching around that fat length, eyes looking upward in obedience to his rapist.
Shade knew his cheeks were bulging. If his lips were stretched wide, then his face was similarly stuffed full. Even his throat was forced to open: Arrow's manhood was long in addition to being thick. Swallowing was made with incredible difficulty. But each time he did, throat contracting wetly around the older man's length, Arrow groaned in appreciation.
The forest was quiet. Their horses were a stone throw away, grazing. Birds chirped in the trees sleepily as the evening settled. No one was around for miles. No one to hear the wet sucking of Shade's mouth around Arrow's cock.
For the second time in ten minutes, Arrow groaned. His balls shuddered as he poured more spend down Shade's throat. The boy obediently swallowed it, feeling it join the previous release in his stomach, sloshing warmly.
Arrow pulled his soft cock out halfway before pushing it back inside. He repeated this motion several times until Shade's warm throat coaxed him back to hardness.
Then, Shade sucked again. Swallowed. Looked up into Arrow's eyes as the man stuffed his mouth and throat full.
A gentle breeze brushed against Shade's naked skin. His knees were sore from where he knelt in the dirt. His rapist stood above him, fully dressed except for his trousers which hung about his thighs.
Arrow didn't talk. Didn't make any noise beyond groaning as he poured more spend down Shade's throat for the third time. He didn't seem to be the type to be of few words, but perhaps that was his way in intimate matters.
After the third release, he pulled his cock out of Shade's mouth. Relief only lasted a moment, before the man was kicking his trousers off completely and untying Shade's ankles.
"N-no, please, no," Shade begged as he was pushed onto his back. His arms were trapped between his own body and the dirt, unable to push the older man away.
Arrow ignored him, pulling out a vial from his discarded trouser pocket and uncorking it. He poured golden oil over his fingers. And then began rubbing them over Shade's hole.
The boy moaned, sound making his horse flick her ears toward them. A thick finger pushed inside and he cried out.
"Please!"
Arrow reached over to the small pile of Shade's clothes and found a strip of cloth. He shoved it into the boy's mouth, reducing his pleads into soft moans.
A second finger joined the first and Shade's eyes rolled. He was unable to stop himself from rolling his hips in the air, quietly mewling. Arrow added a third finger and sparks shot up his spine. "Mmh!"
