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“Your owner wants you to get fucked. He probably gets off on watching me pin you down and make you cry,” Dream said as he tugged off his shirt.
“M’ not gonna cry,” Tommy protested, digging his hands into the carpet to try and tug himself forward. A hand fisted into his curls and yanked his head back.
The Human Interactive Play Park was modeled after scenes that nearly resembled areas you’d see on Earth. There were outdoor parks, public pools, and a few massive dollhouses. The rooms separating teens and adults from kids had equipment installed for… other activities. The park as a whole was honestly starting to fill Dream with boredom, given how the same human pets attended over and over again. That’s why, when he glimpsed the soft curve of a new face, he didn’t hesitate to pounce.
Tommy shouted and shoved at Dream’s knees in protest as Dream rutted his stiff bulge into his cheek, smearing the heavy outline of his balls against Tommy’s nose and lips. Dream introduced himself in that position, pretending like he wouldn’t let go until the boy reciprocated the greeting.
It truly was Dream’s lucky day.
First, he raped Tommy’s throat, thrusting into the tight warmth as his balls slapped rhythmically against Tommy’s chin. Dream grabbed the back of his head and forced his length down as far as he could, pressing his hips against Tommy’s face and relishing the flexing walls of Tommy’s esophagus as he let out disgusting gagging sounds.
Dream wondered if he could train Tommy to like the musky taste and weight of dick in his mouth and greet human men by dropping onto his knees with his tongue out like they deserved.
After leaking globs of pre-cum down Tommy’s throat until he was hard, Dream forced Tommy over a breeding bench and raped his wet cunt—forcing the thick blunt head of his cock past the initial resistance and spearing him open, stretching him with every thrust. Tommy shrieked and tried to writhe away, so Dream grunted and pressed his chest against Tommy’s back as he sped up his hips, taking him from behind like an animal. He squeezed Tommy’s biceps as he painfully bit his neck and shoulders, holding him in place to grind deep into his pussy. It stabbed into him like a hot iron splitting him open.
Dream’s dick slipped out of the hole and he reached down to aim it back in, smearing his precum against the head before using his fingers to smear the wetness into Tommy’s clit, which ached at the sudden contact. He let out a breathless chuckle as Tommy twitched.
“Stop, D-Dream… Get it out…”
“Okay~”
Dream let it slip out and rolled his hips forward, allowing the length of his cock to slide between Tommy’s lips and bump against his clit, sending sparks of pleasure rushing through his system. He kept on rocking, and the motion made heat grow in Tommy’s stomach.
He guided the head of his cock to nudge directly against Tommy’s clit and bucked his hips in tiny motions that bumped against it. Tommy moaned as Dream’s thrusts grew more demanding, slapping his hips against Tommy’s asscheeks as he mashed their sexes together, smearing a sticky trail down Tommy’s thigh.
Then, once he had Tommy gasping, Dream slid his length back home and resumed fucking him in a frenzy, shoving his fingers against Tommy’s clit and rubbing hard and fast as he did so. Tommy let out a strangled sound and attempted to squirm away, but Dream simply pushed down harder and continued the frantic rubbing, even as Tommy began to beg him to stop.
“Dream, no! Get off of me- quit it! Stop rubbing… I don’t want to… No, no, no, no, no—!”
The sting of being filled was quickly overcome by the rush that swept over him. With a beautiful arch of his back, Tommy cried out and let out a shudder as he began to come. His cunt squeezed around Dream’s thick cock, massaging it, with Dream stuffing him to the brim, raping him silly.
Dream was giddy with excitement, growing hotter at the thought. His dick throbbed. Tommy liked getting raped. He was such a little slut, bending over and letting Dream stuff his cock into him. As Tommy panted and tried to come down from his endorphin high, Dream made sure to only speed up his motions to hear his arousal twist into whimpering sparks of pain.
“Ah! Ah, wait, stop it! C-can’t… Mmh…” Tommy kicked his feet out as the painful overstimulation swept over him, but he was helpless to the rough drag of Dream’s hand.
Dream pulled out again and cupped Tommy’s crotch, giving it a little squeeze. Tommy slumped over the bench, exhausted, but tensed when Dream placed a firm hand on his lower back.
A hand came down on his dripping pussy. Hard. Tommy started to yell and cry out as Dream pinned him down to spank his cunt repeatedly, allowing his fingers to dip inside.
“Say, ‘Thank you, Daddy,’” he encouraged, hammering his pointer and index fingers into the hole.
“Fuck you! Fuck off!” Tommy shouted as he kept trying to pull away. His eyes shone with wetness.
Not happening. Dream forced him to bend over again and rammed his hard length back into Tommy’s hole. It sunk into the hungry opening with only a moderate stretch now that Tommy was in the middle of being bitched.
The grotesque slaps of skin resumed as he raped Tommy again, and Dream watched as twin trails of tears finally overflowed and streaked down his cheeks. His stomach was struck by a punch of heat when he observed Tommy’s flushed crying face, which sported shiny eyes and a helpless scrunched-up expression. He was an ugly crier, admittedly, but this made Dream want to shove Tommy down and give it to him hard until he was sobbing too much to breathe.
Dream’s hand crept down and toyed with Tommy’s clit, pinching and tugging on it. He could picture how Tommy would look in his bed on his stomach with a hand down his pajama pants, petting himself for hours on end until his arousal soaked through his briefs. He wondered if Tommy would flush like he was currently, a burning blush that spread over his neck and shoulders as he fought to maintain his breaths. It was cute. Tommy’s tear-stained face and red ears were cute. Dream leaned down and began to mouth at an ear, nosing and sucking wetly at the top.
Tommy was horrified as he felt pleasure zap through his body at the gesture. He squirmed in protest as Dream trailed the hot tip of his tongue along the back of Tommy’s ear.
Dream pulled out and gripped Tommy’s wrists, forcing him down onto the soft floor. Tommy shouted as he was flipped onto his back and reached down to clasp a hand over his hole in a pathetic attempt to guard it from further violation. As if that would stop Dream.
Dream pried his trembling legs apart and pulled Tommy’s hand away. He yanked the wrists up above Tommy’s head with hardly any effort, leaving his tender entrance exposed. Dream squeezed them so tightly it earned him a yelp of pain, which was enough of a distraction to wedge his thighs under Tommy’s and press his bulbous, angry cockhead up against the soft slit.
Finally, Dream let go to grab Tommy’s skinny ankles and slammed his thick cock in. Tommy screamed and scrambled at the carpet as Dream folded him in half, forcing him into a mean mating press as he buried the rest of his thick length in Tommy’s throbbing pussy.
“Come on, Tommy,” he panted with a smug look. “Beg me not to fuck you. Say my cock is too big.” Dream rocked as he spoke, bearing down with his weight as he slid in and out of Tommy’s sore cunt. Tommy‘s abused lips were stretched wide around Dream’s pistoning shaft as he playfully jolted his hips to get a reaction.
When Tommy pressed his lips together until they bled white and remained silent, Dream huffed and lifted his own hand up to his mouth. Tommy watched in confusion as Dream pressed his tongue between his fingers, coating them with saliva before bringing them back down to hover over his clit.
“Wait, hold on…” Tommy protested as he tried to twist away. Dream trailed a single finger over it, ghosting little circles around the bud.
“How about you say, ‘Please daddy, I’m cumming,’ and stick your tongue out?”
Tommy recoiled even further, shooting him a look of disgust. “You’re such a fuckin’ wrongun. This isn’t even Earth and you’re still being a nonce.”
Dream’s eyes darkened and Tommy felt a wave of regret wash over him. His breath hitched as Dream’s slick fingers pushed through his wetness and felt around.
“It’s a simple choice, Tommy. Either you start begging for your Daddy like I asked for, or I stick my dry cock up your virgin ass.”
His hand crept lower until the fingers nudged against the pucker of Tommy’s back hole. Dream pressed his thumb pad against it and slowly pressed it inside, admiring the tightness.
“After all… you obviously need it.” He brought his other hand down and pushed that thumb in as well, hooking them around the rim and prying it open. Tommy shuddered and clenched.
“Say, ‘Please grope me, Daddy.’” Dream demanded in a mocking, high-pitched voice with a grin. “Last chance.”
Tommy scowled, but with his hole spread open, even he wasn’t stubborn enough to take a chance. He muttered something.
“What was that?” Dream leaned down and kissed the back of his neck.
“Please touch me…Ugh.. Daddy.” Tommy had to force the words out, followed by a wave of self-hatred and disgust that rolled over him.
Dream was hard enough to hammer nails. His pupils expanded. “Oh good boy.”
He released Tommy’s ass and slid his palms up, cupping the barely-there handfuls of Tommy’s chest, and jiggling them for emphasis. It sent an embarrassing rush of heat straight to Tommy’s stomach.
The swells of Tommy’s chest were so soft —Dream felt his dick pulse. He was forced to close his eyes and take a deep breath to avoid coming early as he squeezed Tommy harder, pushing his tits together and thumbing at the nipples.
Dream pulled Tommy’s hips up and tipped them back until he was sitting up and sinking down onto the base of Dream’s length. Tommy gripped his shoulders to steady himself as Dream bucked into him, fondling his chest roughly.
“Tommy,” Dream groaned. “God, I wish I could keep you like this. Maybe George can ask your owner to let me come and rip off your panties more often.”
He cupped his hands under Tommy’s tits and raised them up before letting them fall and bounce. Then again. And again. Dream was practically salivating at the sight of Tommy’s perky titties bouncing in front of his face. He squeezed and kneaded, spreading his legs for more leverage to press his heels into the floor and drive his hips in. Dream was deep enough to feel his cock bump up against a firm, warm wall, which made him fantasize about thrusting the head of his dick past it and shooting his hot cum straight into Tommy’s cervix. Dream would pound him, painting his tight insides white until it took.
By this point, he hardly saw Tommy as a fellow human being, but rather just another warm, wet hole to fuck. Dream pinched his tongue between his teeth as he curved his hips and slammed up into him.
Plap plap plap plap.
Dream clenched his hands, squeezing Tommy’s breasts as hard as he could as he brought them both back down to the ground. He used his grip on the tits for leverage as he pounded into the squeezing heat of Tommy’s sore cunt hard enough to drive the younger’s body up the ground. At this point, Tommy would probably be left with carpet burns up his ass and lower back. He yelped in response, hands scrambling to find purchase on Dream’s shoulders.
Plap plap plap plap plap plap plap plap—!
Small grunts slid from Dream’s clenched teeth, and he released one of Tommy’s tits to slap the curve of his ass.
“Fuck, good boy Tommy, that’s good… After I’m done here, I’ll plug your fuckhole so the other guys have some lube too.”
Tommy grunted. His head was swimming, and it took him a couple of seconds to register Dream’s words.
“Huh…?” He muttered. Luckily, or unluckily, Dream heard him and answered with a smile on his face.
“Sure. You do realize that the ratio of dicks to vaginas here is like, 9:1 right? You’ll be here till you break.” Dream leaned in, voice dropping sympathetically. “Try not to get Punz’s cock on your tongue. He likes to piss down little girl’s throats when he’s done.”
Tommy cried out, unable to hold it back. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly as furious tears ran down his cheeks. And in the midst of his distress, Dream kept fucking talking.
“Or I could fuck you to death,” he hitched Tommy’s waist higher and humped into him. “I made you cum, which is more than any of those assholes will do. And I didn’t even get a thank you?”
Tommy was letting his head loll, but he snapped back to the present when Dream’s breath started doing a strange, gasping, hitching thing.
Dream grabbed the soft, plush skin above Tommy’s scrawny hips and began to piston in repeatedly, no doubt hard enough to bruise given the vicious slaps of skin. Tommy gritted his teeth and shut his eyes, trying to focus on anything else.
Suddenly, Dream groaned and slotted in with one final, burning thrust that knocked the air out of Tommy.
For a moment, he dared to hope that Dream had gotten tired. Then, a disgusting hot feeling seeped inside, and Tommy resisted the urge to start sobbing.
Dream panted like a dog above him with his tongue lolling out, rocking back and forth to smear the rest of his seed in as deeply as he could manage. The slivers of exposed skin where he’d tugged his jeans down to pull out his cock out and tugged his shirt up were warm, flushed, and sticky where they sat plastered against Tommy’s inner thighs.
Unable to accept what had happened to him, Tommy surged with a fury of desperation and shoved at Dream’s chest. The older man simply sank down and planted his elbows on either side of Tommy’s head. Tommy squirmed, hating the itchy, aroused sensation that made his aching clit beg him to rub up against Dream‘s stomach for stimulation.
He was so distracted that Dream was able to catch him off guard by ducking down and pressing their lips together. Tommy’s eyes widened and his body froze as Dream tilted his head, sliding his smooth lips against Tommy’s. It took a dip of Dream’s wet tongue for him to finally let out a muffled shout of protest and claw at his shoulders. Dream looked grossly flushed with kiss-ruffled hair, like any action hero would after visiting a woman in a movie.
Tommy’s hips jolted upwards involuntarily, and Dream blinked. He slid one hand up to hold the curve of Tommy’s waist and trailed the other downwards.
His fond smile was deadly.
Tommy’s breath hitched as Dream’s fingerpads brushed and teased over his swollen clit, causing him to helplessly buck up into them. Dream hushed him, petting his crotch with full strokes of his hand that made Tommy twitch in pleasure.
Dream bent lower to mouth at Tommy’s neck with teasing swipes of tongue that sent heat shooting through his core. It was obvious that Dream had experience. It was pathetically unfair.
He clamped his hand down, jiggling Tommy’s crotch and forcing him to rut his clit up into his palm over and over again. Tommy gasped out a sob as Dream sunk his blunt teeth into the side of his neck and shook apart so violently he saw white.
When he came to, it was to the sensation of a pounding headache and a dry mouth as Dream relaxed on the floor beside him, lazily trailing his fingers through Tommy’s wet mess and wiping it on the dark tuft of his crotch hair.
”Thank you, Tommy. Seriously, those men are going to be on your ass like a pack of feral dogs when I tell them that you have the perfect cunt to sink into.”
And all Tommy could do was turn his head and let angry tears escape as Dream patted his dripping folds.