twisting to squeeze and hug tightly the pole that was impaled inside of him. His mind could
only think of how good it felt, at how hot he was and at how much he loved the full feeling that
kept running through his body.
Every part of him ached as he rocked from side to side each time he thrust his body down hard
into Dakota’s groin. Each time he pushed to where even the boards beneath them groaned from
the pressure he could only feel nothing but a sense of love, of desire that made the pain seem
non existent, almost as if it was just a passing pin prick even as his body suddenly found
itself in a field surrounded by nothing but warmth and love. His mind couldn’t explain it but
his heart understood as it pounded faster and faster as it pushed his blood harder, making it
rush to and fro in time with the urgent beat and push coming from Dakota’s own thundering
heart. He could hear him, feel his thoughts even as their bodies continued to crush into each
other, as Dakota’s hard throbbing pole continued to tear deep into his body, touching him
where no other living being had ever been before. He felt it and more than that he could see it
now, see the hard thick pole slicing thru his insides as he rocked to one side, as he lifted up
for a second and then slammed his own body back down, as the huge thick pole split his innards
and cruised deeper with each thrust, each push, each jolt.
His breath grew shorter as he felt his body become a blur of motion, the speed increasing as
he dug hard into Dakota’s soft fleshy sides, the bone crushing inwards to rub against
Dakota’s own bones. The pain growing as his excitement rose and his lungs ached for air and
yet still the beat of his heart only grew faster, only grew more insistent as he rose up and
then pushed down in an increasing fury of desire and passion. His tongue hung from the corner of
his mouth as his eyes took on a glazed look and still the image of that hard thick pole stayed
with him, even growing in size and in detail as his body let the hard pole dig deeper and deeper
inside.
Dakota’s voice crying out didn’t even register nor did the sound of his own strident cries make a dent on his thoughts as he felt the hot thick pole slicing and digging into his body. He could feel the pain now, the wonderful pain of passion that
