Broken in.

Damien let Bobby slowly lick and suckle on his dick while he contemplated his plan.

There were a lot of variables and moving parts that had to be ironed in, and even when those were completed there were massive areas where shit could go wrong - and quickly.

Damien took hold of the back of Bobby’s head and **** his cock further into his mouth, the warm and wet hole felt fantastic.

Damien pulled Bobby off of his cock and threw him on the bunk. While unpleasant, Damien needed this initial breaking to be rough.

“Ok Bobby. You have to pay for your protection. This first time will be rough and painful, but going forward I will be conscious of your pleasure. But this time...this time is your punishment for beating your child. There is no excuse.”

Damien didn’t bother to lube the boy’s back door and he climbed on top of him, his meaty length prodding the boy’s asshole like a tenacious invader.

“Put your face into the pillow. Scream in there if you need to.”

Bobby whimpered under him, his face turning to press itself into the pillow.

Damien slowly and tortuously **** his giant dick into Bobby’s rectum. Bobby has never been fucked before and so he didn’t know that he needed to relax his asshole and push out, and he wasn’t used to large objects penetrating his back door....and so he screamed.

Bobby screamed into the pillow from the time Damien penetrated him, to when Damien bottomed out in his tight asshole, and to when Damien jackhammered into his ass quickly and roughly.

Damien pulled his hair, slapped his ass, and spat on his back as he fucked the boy.

Bobby FDR as if he was being split in two. The hot rod violating his hole was like a hot poker, fresh from the fireplace, being shoved inside him.

Despite the ****, the pain, the humiliation and the fact he had screamed himself hoarse, Bobby felt himself harden as he was fucked, and when Damien finished, pulling his giant cock out of Bobby’s hole, he left behind his potent and thick seed dripping from Bobby’s ass, a steady trickle of blood mixing in with the warm cum seeping down the boy’s thigh, and the boy’s own cum, laying under his stomach from where he had cum while being fucked.

Bobby cried to sleep that night. His humiliation and pain a constant reminder that he had lost his anal cherry to a man, and that deep down - he had enjoyed it.