Cody waited as someone darted out of the room and returned with a magnum extra large a moment later. At least it was his size.
Cody lined it up to the wiggling asshole. Without proper prep, this was going to hurt Chad. His insides were going to feel like they were being ripped apart. Grabbing Chad’s hips, he shoved himself all the way in, trying not to give a fuck.
“Aaahhhhhhh,” Chad screamed and arched his back.
With each angry ball slapping thrust, he made Chad scream. Cody pictured Tyson’s face. He pictured beating the shit out of him until he couldn’t stand. He envisioned cutting him open with his knife and making him bleed all over the floor. He wanted Tyson to die, he wanted to make him scream for forcing him to live this life, and Chad’s ass was now the embodiment of that envisioned punishment.
Cody laughed hard when Chad suddenly grunted, a loud groan escaping his mouth as he came violently. He could hear the sound of it sloshing as he continued to pummel the man’s ass.
“I said I was going to enjoy this, not for you to enjoy it, mother fucker! I haven’t come yet.” Cody smacked Chad’s ass hard. A moan was the only response he got.
Cody glanced over at Tyson, and as their eyes locked, he knew that this was what Tyson had planned all along. This was his punishment as much as anyone else’s, and he hated the fucker even more as his cock unloaded into Chad.