Blonde stud Issac x and XXL monster cock Andre Donovan tears up energy backside Joaquin Santana‘s gap

Title: “The Punishment of Joaquin Santana: An XXL Monster Cock Reconquering”

In the dimly lit dungeon, the musky scent of sweat and desperation hung heavy within the air. Joaquin Santana, the as soon as proud alpha jock, now decreased to a submissive energy backside, knelt earlier than his new masters — Issac X and Andre Donovan. His chiseled physique, as soon as admired, now trembled below the load of his disgrace.

“Punish me,” Joaquin whimpered, his voice barely a whisper, “I need to feel your power inside me.”

Issac X, the blonde, God-like Adonis, stepped ahead. His bulge, barely contained by his tight boxers, strained with anticipation. “Beg for it, slut,” he growled, his blue eyes piercing into Joaquin’s soul.

“Please, Issac,” Joaquin pleaded, “I need your big cock to wreck my hole. Use me like the cum dump I am.”

With a chuckle, Issac freed his monster shaft. It sprang forth, thick and veiny, prepared to overcome Joaquin’s tender pucker. “Look at that ass,” Issac smirked, gripping Joaquin’s agency cheeks. “I bet it’s still tight, after all the training you got from Andre.”

Andre Donovan, the XXL, black beast, stepped up behind Issac. His huge cock, a rattling monstrosity, bobbed towards Issac’s again. “It’s true,” Andre rumbled, “but I like ’em broken in. Gives me more holes to play with.”

Joaquin shuddered on the considered being cut up open by Andre’s mammoth meat. “I’ll take whatever you give me, Master,” he whimpered.

Issac, happy with Begging, plunged two fingers into Joaquin’s keen gap. They pumped out and in, fucking the leather-clad boy mercilessly. “So desperate,” Issac sneered, “such a slutty little hole.”

“Please, Sir,” Joaquin moaned, pushing his hips again onto Issac’s fingers, “I need your cock. I need to be filled with your cum.”

With a savage growl, Issac shoved his thick shaft into Joaquin’s keen ass. The boy screamed, the ache of the preliminary penetration morphing into waves of delight as Issac sank himself balls-deep. “Fuck yeah, take it,” Issac grunted, pounding Joaquin’s gap like a canine in warmth.

Joaquin may solely grunt and writhe, Issac’s monster cock splitting him open, stretching him to capability. His personal cock, exhausting and leaking, slapped towards his abdomen with every thrust. “You love this, don’t you slut?” Issac snarled, “Having your hole violated by superior men.”

“Yes, Sir, yes,” Joaquin babbled, “I’m a worthless cum toy. Use me!”

Andre watched, stroking his mega cock, as Issac railed their conquest. “My turn,” he growled, pushing Issac apart. The blonde gave means, his dick slimy with the leftovers of Joaquin’s virginity.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Joaquin chanted, his eyes rolling again as Andre’s big shaft head pushed towards his battered rim. With one mighty thrust, Andre speared himself into the depths of Joaquin’s guts.

The boy convulsed, his thoughts shattering below the onslaught of Andre’s insane girth. “It’s so big,” he whimpered, drool dribbling down his chin, “it’s splitting me in half.”

“That’s the point,” Andre grunted, sawing out and in, “I’m claiming your ass, slut. You belong to me now.”

Issac, to not be neglected, shoved his cock into Joaquin’s gaping maw. The boy gagged, spit flying as Issac face-fucked him relentlessly. “You look so hot with our cocks in your holes,” Issac groaned, slapping Joaquin’s face together with his thick slab of meat.

Joaquin may solely moan, his physique a playground for the studs’ sadistic pleasure. Andre’s pelvis slammed into his ass, bouncing Joaquin on his knees like a rag doll. Issac’s cock punched down his throat, sealing his determined screams.

The studs used him in tandem, spearing Joaquin on their huge shafts like a fleshy spit roast. His muscle tissues trembled, his thoughts fractured, his actuality narrowed to the brutal pounding of their cocks.

“Yes, yes,” Joaquin babbled, his abused cock spurting ropes of cum with out anybody even touching it, “I’m coming, I’m coming!”

The studs matched his climax, Andre’s balls slapping closely towards Joaquin’s battered ass as he unloaded a tsunami of cum. Absurd globs of jizz painted Joaquin’s insides, flooding his guts with seed. Issac,-face buried in Joaquin’s throat, emptied himself into the whimpering boy’s abdomen.

As the studs pulled out, Joaquin collapsed, their mixed cum leaking from his ruined gap. His eyes glassed over, his thoughts clean. He was little greater than a vessel for his or her pleasure now, his earlier life as an alpha a fading dream.

“Welcome to your new life,” Issac laughed, giving Joaquin’s ass a pat, “you belong to us now. Hope you’re ready for a lifetime of brutal fucking.”

Joaquin merely whimpered in response, his physique trembling with the aftermath of his punishment. The dungeon light round him, his consciousness drifting away till just one thought remained:

“I’m a slave to their cocks now. And I love it.”