The Gladiator's Prize
against Matt’s
pucker.
    Despite the fact that he
was stiff, that his prostate was tingling, and Logan’s pre-cum
lubricating his hole, Matt felt a moment’s hesitation. His last ass
fucking had been many, many years ago. He’d been a teenager then
and his partner had been the only other human Matt had ever met in
person. They’d spent one long Alpha
Twelve summer fucking one another with
abandon, but it had all fallen apart when Robbie had been captured
by a group of Alpha Two aliens. They’d auctioned him off before Matt
could do a God damn thing to save him and the only thing that Matt
had fucked since was his own hand or the odd whore. No one had
fucked him.
    Almost as if he had read his mind
Logan placed a kiss against his cheek, before moving upwards to
whisper in his ear, “Have you been fucked before?”
    “ Many years ago,” Matt
said honestly, shivering from the feel of Logan’s big body covering
him. “Almost a lifetime ago.”
    “ How many men?” Logan
demanded, his nostrils flaring.
    “ Just one.”
    “ Then I am almost your first,”
Logan breathed. “The honor…oh, Gods, I am going to make you come
harder than you ever had. You will scream your pleasure into my
mouth.”
    He captured Matt’s lips in a kiss and
it made the human’s head spin. He squirmed beneath Logan and
clutched at his shoulders. Blood raced through his veins, his cock
begged for relief, and by the time Logan began to penetrate him
Matt was ready. He lifted his knees and allowed the alien as much
access as he needed.
    Matt expected Logan to thrust hard,
but he didn’t. He penetrated inch by torturous inch. It would be a
lie to say that Matt took him easily, because he didn’t. Logan was
painfully large and Matt gritted his teeth against the combination
of pleasure and pain.
    “ It’s too much,” Matt
whispered. “Too much.”
    “ And you’re too tight…”
Logan groaned. “Too fucking tight.”
    He pulled back out, leaving Matt’s ass
to both clench and relax. It was the oddest sensation because
although Logan’s penetration had hurt, Matt wanted him back in. He
needed to feel the friction of the alien’s length, and he needed to
rub his dick against Logan’s hard stomach muscles.
    But Logan didn’t pull away completely.
He reached around to the back of his pants and pulled out a tiny
vial of liquid. He poured the liquid over his dick so that it
glistened and shone in the light of the arena.
    The people in the crowd were shrieking
now. They had no time for tenderness. They wanted Logan to fuck the
human hard, whether he was lubricated enough or not.
    “ Fuck him. Fuck him,” they
chanted.
    Logan did.
    This time his cock slipped in straight
away. Matt hissed in a sharp breath as he felt the full force of
Logan’s invasion. He lifted his hands to clutch the other male’s
shoulders and tilted his hips. The angle allowed Logan’s cock all
the way in, but also meant that Matt’s was rubbing against Logan’s
muscles.
    Pleasure raced through his channel and
wrapped around to his dick. It was both too much and not enough at
the same time. Logan fucked him slowly, allowing him time to get
used to him, but Matt wanted more. He was stretched so far, and yet
the nerve endings in his ass were quivering with
pleasure.
    Gods, he needed to come!
    “ Please,” he begged.
“Please.”
    “ You never need to beg
me!” Logan grated. “Never, human, never.”
    He sped up, thrusting in and out of
Matt with a relentless rhythm. His cock was so large that it caught
Matt’s prostate when he pulled out, almost like it was caressing
that little bundle of never endings. The crowd roared their
approval, but it meant nothing to Matt. His entire being was
focused on one thing and one thing only.
    When Matt came he did so with a cry
that made the crowd scream. His cum shot out across Logan’s belly,
waves and waves of it. The orgasm was the most intense that Matt
had ever felt. He rode the crest of pleasure, his cock

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