### Chapter 10
Khalid didn’t care. As long as he could bury himself in this body, nothing else mattered. Slowly, he withdrew his fingers and rubbed his erect member against Knox’s perineum and hole. Knox’s pelvis twisted slightly. The presence of a foreign organ rubbing against a place never touched by another was unfamiliar to Knox.
Khalid had no intention of considering his discomfort. There was no need. Knox had brutally betrayed and abandoned him. With a deep breath, Khalid slowly positioned his oil-coated shaft at Knox’s entrance. He paid no mind to Knox’s face turning pale. He wasn’t about to put in the effort to prepare him. There were countless reasons why. Remembering the day he was abandoned, Khalid gripped Knox’s pelvis tightly.
“Ugh…!”
Despite the tension, Khalid forcibly spread the entrance and pushed his hips forward.
“Aaah-! Ah-!”
The tightness of the unprepared hole being forced to accommodate something as thick as a child’s forearm brought nothing but pain. Khalid winced at the sensation of being tightly squeezed, but continued to push deeper into the insufficiently lubricated interior.
“Haah, ugh, ahh-!”
Knox twisted to escape, desperate to flee from the realization that the boy he once knew was now a man forcing himself upon him. But Khalid showed no signs of stopping as he pushed himself in, pinning Knox down with his weight.
“Ugh, sob…!”
“Damn it, relax…”
Khalid muttered, pulling back slightly. Knox, who hadn’t managed to exhale or swallow properly, quickly drew in a breath. But only for a moment, as Khalid then shoved himself in deeper.
“Aaah-!”
Knox’s body trembled violently. The forced entry into the tight hole reached far too deep. His own member remained limp, while his stretched hole barely managed to accommodate half of Khalid’s length. Despite the strained sounds of breath escaping his lips, Khalid continued to frown at the sight of Knox’s hole struggling to take all of him. Determined to push through, Khalid ground his hips, forcing himself in deeper.
“Agh-! Ah! Don’t…!”
“Shut up.”
As he spread the tight space further and pushed deeper, the soft inner walls tightly gripped his shaft. Khalid enjoyed the sensation. He pulled back completely and then thrust in hard once more.
“Hah, mph…!”
Knox’s mouth, screaming in pain, was muffled by Khalid’s hand. Mph, mmph. His sharp eyes showed a hint of disdain. Knox couldn’t understand why he was being subjected to this. If Khalid despised him so much, why was he doing this?
“Don’t let me hear that disgusting voice.”
At those words, Knox bit his lips. Ah, this was a punishment. For abandoning, deceiving, and betraying him. The faint taste of blood seeped from his bitten lips as Knox struggled to breathe, barely enduring the forced intrusion.
Satisfied or not, Khalid looked down at Knox, gripping his hips and preparing to move in earnest. But he couldn’t.
“You’re still useless.”
It was apparent nothing more would go in. The tightness of the unprepared hole, clenching as if to cut off his shaft, prevented further movement. The soft inner walls, tightly gripping him, felt good but made it impossible to move properly.
Resigned, he began moving with only half his length inside. The wet sounds of oil spread haphazardly on the outside accompanied his movements.
“…!”
Knox bit down on his lips until they bled, swallowing his screams. The pain in his lips and the burning sensation below were almost unbearable. Khalid, seemingly pleased with how tightly the hole gripped him, pushed deeper.
Heat surged from within. Knox’s insides felt distinctly the movements against his walls. With his head thrown back, Knox trembled, clenching his teeth. Huh, huh. The sounds of his erratic breathing were unavoidable. Khalid, seemingly unconcerned, continued his relentless pace.
From the tip of Khalid’s shaft, pre-cum began to ooze, slowly wetting the insides. The entrance remained slick. Pausing for a moment, Khalid touched the outside of Knox’s hole, noticing the faint streaks of blood despite the oil. With a brief smile, he lifted Knox’s waist, thrusting himself in deeper. Thrust after thrust, Knox’s head snapped back, and his body shook violently. Inside his lower belly, the sharp sensations of being filled made his toes curl.
The walls clenched tighter. Khalid, noticing Knox’s reaction before he did, looked down.
“Huh.”
He chuckled briefly. Knox, lowering the arm that covered his eyes, glanced at him. His gaze was filled with faint contempt and ridicule.
“Getting hard even after all this.”
Knox swallowed a gasp. His member was half-hard, twitching slightly.
“No, it’s…”
“Don’t lie.”
Khalid sneered. Knox pushed against Khalid’s shoulders with the arms that had covered his face. But Khalid’s sneer vanished, replaced by a cold, mask-like expression.
“I must not have explained properly.”
He immediately twisted one of Knox’s arms that was pushing against him.
“Ah…!”
“You have no right to refuse me.”
Khalid pulled back sharply before slamming back in. Knox’s eyes widened, unable to scream. Exhaling leisurely, Khalid smiled at the sensation of the tight grip on his forced entry.
Knox’s thighs trembled. The veins on Khalid’s shaft scraped against Knox’s insides, causing painful spasms in his belly. The inner walls felt like they were sucking him in. With a slight smirk, Khalid pulled back again. Squelch, squish. The slick entrance made wet sounds as he moved. Grabbing Knox’s hips tightly, he thrust himself back in with a forceful, wet sound.
“Ugh, gah…!”
Whether Knox sought pain or pleasure, Khalid continued to pound into him harder and faster. Pinning Knox’s hands, Khalid lifted his hips higher. Ah, ah. The sensation of his lower belly being filled made Knox arch his back. His toes curled, and his belly felt painfully tight. His flushed face was marked with bruises and fresh red handprints.
Looking down at Knox’s face, Khalid kept moving. Squelch, squish, thud. The sounds of his forceful thrusts echoed louder as Knox’s legs spread wider.
Knox felt like his vision was turning white. His member, still barely erect, dribbled a thin stream of milky fluid. As the inner walls clung to the shape of Khalid’s shaft, Khalid’s face twisted slightly, pushing in even deeper.
“Guh…!”
“…!”
Khalid gritted his teeth, and Knox trembled with his hips arched. The overwhelming size of Khalid’s shaft made his lower belly ache just from the intrusion. Knox wished the sensations he felt weren’t real. But this was reality—he was spread open, helplessly taking Khalid’s shaft.
“Hah, ah…. Ah…!”
Thud, thud. Squelch. As Khalid’s pace quickened, Knox’s moans grew more frequent. His lips were stained red with blood, and Khalid’s face was slightly flushed. Gripping Knox’s hips hard enough to leave marks, Khalid pounded into him with reckless abandon. As their skin collided, Knox’s body flushed red, and he reached up, touching his heated face to hide his expression.
“Lift your head.”
“…Ugh.”
But Khalid didn’t allow even that. One of his hands crept up, gripping Knox’s chin to force him to face forward, continuing his thrusts.
Khalid’s shaft pushed deep, hitting the most sensitive spot inside. Knox felt like he was going to retch. But Khalid had no intention of stopping, watching Knox’s contorted face while driving himself in even harder.
“Ahh…!”
The more the walls scraped against him, the more the strange sensation built from below. Panting, Knox twisted his hips at the unfamiliar feeling. Khalid, showing no signs of letting him go, kept pushing in, rolling his hips in a circular motion. The sensation of being scraped inside made Knox jerk his head back, wrenching his chin from Khalid’s grip.
