Give his anal virginity away

He felt the tip of the man's cock breach his tight sphincter, and a sharp pain shot through him. The man's fingers dug into his hips, holding him in place as he began to push in deeper. John's moan was muffled by the floor, his eyes squeezed shut against the overwhelming sensation. The pressure was intense, but the **** made his body more pliable, his mind craving the fullness that came with the pain.

Inch by inch, the hooded man claimed John's virginity, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the dimly lit room. John's own cock bobbed between his legs, a traitor to his fear, leaking precum onto the floor. The pain grew with each thrust, but so did the strange, perverse pleasure. His body was betraying him, responding to the violation in a way that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

John's cock tapping the floor beneath him as the hooded man's thrusts grew deeper and more punishing. The room around him spun, the cacophony of the party's sounds muffled by the ringing in his ears. The pleasure was a strange, unwelcome guest, twisting his thoughts and making his body react in ways he never thought possible. His ass was on fire, the pain mixing with an uncontrollable arousal that made him want to scream.

The hooded man's grunts grew louder, and John could feel the man's cock swelling even further inside of him. "You're going to love this," the man murmured, his breath hot against John's neck. "You're going to beg for more."

John's body trembled as the man reached around to grab his cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The pain was unbearable, but the pleasure was building, threatening to consume him entirely. He wanted to fight, to push the man away, but the **** had stripped away his will, leaving him a mindless receptacle for the hooded man's pleasure.

John pleads. "Please... more," his voice a hoarse whisper that was barely audible over the bass of the music above. The hooded man's grip on his hips tightens, his thrusts becoming more forceful.

John's mind was a maelstrom of emotions, pain, pleasure, and a **** need to cum. The man's hand on his cock was relentless, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he gave in to the orgasm that was building. The **** had him in its thrall, turning his body into a live wire of desire.

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