Every time I move, there is a new wet spot. I don't know if it's blood, my body's feeble attempt at lubricant, or his semen dripping out and she won't let me change my clothes or clean it up. She hasn't even let me use the bathroom since it happened last night, or again this morning. She gets off on her disgusting fantasies of his fluids being inside of me, and I get sick to my stomach whenever I move because more leaks out. I might be bleeding from wherever this powerful, pounding pain is coming from but what does that matter? She wouldn't take me to the hospital, anyway. To her, I'm just his vessel and his plaything. My ass hurts sitting like this, and as soon as I shift over farther on my hip, more leaks out and drips across my skin before it gets absorbed into the scratchy fabric of my stained briefs. I will never forget this feeling.
"Sorry," he says quietly from where his face is buried deep in his pillow, his new hiding place where he barricades himself until he thinks I'm sleeping and he can steal quick glances at me.
"Stop saying that, Preston. It isn't your fault that she's completely batshit insane. Just sleep it off before she comes back down here with another bright idea." His head tilts up and down in the rough, cheap fabric a couple of times before he lets out a long, muffled sigh. I don't know if he remembers what happened yesterday or his quick shooting session late last night when she wasn't down here watching, but I know for a fact that he was fully awake when he woke up this morning with his tree planted inside of me. She wouldn't unlock our chains until he was finished and it took a lot of very powerful, very painful encouragement from me to get him to finish. The only thing worse than waking up with an unwanted redwood stuck inside of you is waking up to a quickly softening unwanted redwood. I try to lay on my side for a few minutes, but the way my legs rest against the bed stretches flesh that really doesn't want to be stretched. I turn again so that I'm laying on my stomach and I cringe as a stream of warm liquid pours out like a volcano. "God damn it."
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just soaking wet."
"Oh. Do you want me to...?" I look over at him and when he sees the look on my face, his eyes widen and he goes back to hiding in his pillow crater.
"Not that kind of wet, bro. It feels like I have a water fountain in my ass." He doesn't say anything and I try to make myself comfortable to get some actual non-drugged sleep while a thick stream of mystery fluid runs down my balls like a gushing waterfall. The tickling sensation makes my muscles blink and more flows out.
I pray to GabeN that it's just billions of sperm and not liters of blood.
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"Look what time it is again! You two really hit it off, huh?" Neither Preston nor I look down at the slowly rising spire in his tight sweatpants and a stream of obscenities fly through my mind as I grit my teeth and prepare to grin and bear it again. She just let us take showers a couple of hours ago and she is already making us fuck again. Between my foot and my ass, I can barely walk and sitting is just as unpleasant. I can see it growing from the corner of my vision, stretching the light grey material to show a large, snake-like outline with a ridged head; he's bigger than I thought, and that would explain why it hurts so much. It starts to lift itself up from its spot against his leg, bending against the pressure of his clothes as it tries to reach up toward the spotlights shining down on us and away from the creepy fucking smile directed at us.
"Rob... I'm sorry, I can't... the pills."
"I know, man. It's okay." He looks ashamed and he looks away from all of us as it continues searching for the familiar warmth that it has grown used to. My eyes are fixed on it as it bends under its own weight and begins pointing up toward his stomach. I feel a strange recognition as my body realizes that that is meant for me, whether I want it or not. "Please take it easy. I can't take too much more."
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Crack Attack: A Collection of One-Shots and Other Disturbing Shit
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