My bathhouse adventure with Kreamsy-kun

It wasn't hard to rip off RedCream's civilian clothing, then force his head down into the toilet while I squirted lubricant into his rectum. I keep a bottle with a chemical heat stick in it so that I never have to waste time waiting for it to warm up.

As he struggled with one feeble hand to get out of the toilet, I punched him hard at the base of the neck. Howling in glee, I penetrated deep through his protesting anus into his quivering large intestine. He gasped in pain and fear, perhaps disgust, and writhed in terror. I kept closed-hand punching the side of his head until he kept the writing to a manageable level.

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We have to do this again soon.

I desecrated his rectum with violence and lust. Pounding away so hard that his lip split on the toilet seat and one eyebrow tore against the painted brick walls, I whispered to him as I smashed hard into his prostate.

"PUMBLENUTS," I said.

At that he made a strangled sound and twitched violently. I thrust with greater frequency, my joy and feverish desire culminating as his despair grew vast. As he made strangled sound, I reached my apex and spent myself deep inside of his digestive tract while he writhed.

I threw him down on the floor and laughed. He embraced the cold concrete like a saviour or lost child. The bravado I had seen on /lounge/ was gone, as was the anger. I had freed him from himself with this rectal desecration.

"So who's mighty now?" I said, and zipped up, then withdrew into the cold of the night, anonymous forever.

BOOMPSAY

redcram got buttdevastated

sounds a little too queer for me