A Stand In.

Bron roughly spread the boy's ass and glared at the puckered hole. Hocking flem a spit, Bron spit it on the boy's brown eye and adjusted his cock. With his right hand, he aimed his 7", meaty and fat cock at the hole and nudged it.

"This fucking boy had the fucking nerve to kick me. To fight me... TO BEAT ME!"

With a hard thrust he speared his cock into the boy's ass eliciting a scream of pain. After his cock was inside the tight, warm channel, he took both of his hands and grabbed the boy's shoulders. Roughly, he pulled the boy back onto his cock, pushed him off, and then pulled him back on. Every thrust **** a ragged scream from the boy's throat as his ass was plundered by the big, blue-eyed gladiator.

Bron relished the screams of the boy, and imagined that they were from Remis, screaming as Bron took his pleasure from his tight ass. Bron felt his heavy orbs slapping the boys own hairless balls and the contact gave him a surge of pleasure.

Bron would have Nemis squirming under him as Bron tore into his ass with his meat. When he was done he would perhaps allow the other gladiators their turn.

But until then, the **** crying and screaming under him would suffer having his ass fucked, his bowels expanded with cum, and his pretty mouth defiled.

The boy under him was simply one of the slaves that had displeased the masters and had been sent to clean the gladiator quarters. That he resembled Nemis, was his only crime against Bron.

But it was a crime that Bron exacted from his ass with every thrust. Every gasp that the boy elicited was music to the big gladiator. Every grunt of pain was a balm for his tarnished ego.

The boy's hole was trying to **** him out, causing a tightness that would have given a lesser man trouble during the ****, but to Bron, he simply powered through it.

When he was finally sated, he had deposited 2 loads of his virile seed into the boy's anus. The hole itself was red and puffy and had trouble closing. The semen that ran from it, dripping down over his hairless balls, waxed for the master's pleasure, was pink in hue.

And the boy laid there until another **** came to collect him.

Bron stared at the boy's ass until he was taken away, and he stared where the boy had lain for hours into the night, imagining that it was Nemis that had been defiled and broken.