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Jason and Andy: on the Road - Ch 06

Jason and Andy: on the Road - Ch 06

by Delete1983
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(Jason's POV)

(4 Hours later)

Andy examined the freshly dried nail polish with a smile on his face. His nails looked just as pristine as the day I took him away. He started sitting in a very uncomfortable position around 1 hour into our ride. I was confused at first, but then I remembered the spanking that I gave him. It seemed like I truly hurt him, but he never complained as I was doing it. Ignoring the pulse that entered my cock, I kept my eyes on the road.

A few minutes later, Andy asked me a question.

"Hey, Mr. Kidnapper? Is it alright if I lay down in the back?" Andy had a blush on his face as he avoided my eyes. Suppressing my smirk, I asked. "Why?" Andy stuttered for a moment before replying.

"It hurts to sit down, My... my b-butt is really sore." His blush deepened as he confessed. Smiling, I replied "Sure, go for it." I saw his glare as he saw my expression, but I didn't care. He unbuckled his seatbelt and stood up from the chair. As he struggled with his balance, I reached my hand behind and back handed his rear with a sharp smack as soon as he got close. Andy's voice cried out as he clutched his abused ass. I could feel the sharp glare boring into my skull, but I just kept driving with a smile on my face. Andy eventually turned as walked into the back.

"...Asshole." His soft voice still reached my ears, but I didn't mind. I had long given up the mantle of being a good guy. Hearing him shift under the covers, I continued the drive.

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(6 hours later)

Putting the truck in park, I stood up from my seat and turned to my bed. I felt exhausted from the long drive. We were almost out of Nebraska, tomorrow would be our last day in the state. Stepping forward, I looked down when I saw the red fabric of Andy's shorts. Confused, I looked at the clerk who was sleeping face down in the bed. He was on the edge of the bed, so I would have to climb over him to get to sleep. Huffing, I lifted the covers only to be greeted by his bruised ass.

Moving the blanket, I saw that Andy had decided to strip before entering the bed. Kneeling down, I didn't blame him, as I examined the now purple marks that I left on his rear. Reaching out, I felt along his cheek and traced my visible hand mark. I heard a muffled moan come from the sleeping kid, but I continued to rub his ass anyway. I genuinely felt bad. Looking at the other bruises that I left on his body, those feelings continued.

I was suddenly reminded that Andy was a victim, my victim. Evidence of my assaults covered his whole body. I heard a quiet groan as I spread his ass apart to examine his anus. His hole showed the same purple bruising that his cheeks had. I knew I was large, and my cock had clearly taken its toll on this poor clerk's rectum. Looking at the puffed ring, It must have hurt Andy pretty bad to force my penis inside, but the crazy kid did it anyway. The change of heart that he was showing over these past few encounters also showcased the mental damage that I was doing, on top of all the damage to his body. He was down right eager earlier today, but his reluctance returned after I passed out. He had a disconnect with what he did and did not want. I suspected that disconnect would continue to grow as I had my way with him. I wish I could stop, but touching his body felt like the most intense drug that I had ever taken, and I wanted more.

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Hearing a long moan come from the kid, I realized that my fingers were in his asshole. Mentally scolding myself, I removed my hand from his wet, plump booty. As I crawled over him, I covered us both up with the blanket before turning off the light. Before I could close my eyes, I heard a long groan come from Andy.

".. Nnnnoooooo.... touch me more......"

Turning over in alarm, I turned the light back on to see that he was still asleep. I felt doubt at that notion as Andy hiked his ass up into the air. Looking at his face, his eyes were still closed, but he had that thoughtless grin on his face that he usually had during his blackouts. So it wasn't just when he was fucked, apparently he always had this slutty sleepwalker inside of him. I felt conflicted, remembering the thought I had not 2 minutes ago of how much abuse I put him through. As I stared at him, Andy moaned again.

"Where are you... Mr. kidnapper?" My cock pulsed as I reached my hand towards his ass. Andy giggled as I gripped his bruised rear once more. Heat filled my heart and stomach as I removed the blanket, exposing his ass. Grabbing some lube, I got up and knelt between his wide open legs. Staring down into the hole that I was about to damage even further, I let my penis rest against his ass as I uncorked the bottle.

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(Andy's POV)

I bit my lip, my cock throbbing in place as my kidnapper finally took the bait. This plan was a long time coming, ever since I was robbed of my fucking time by that asshole who decided to take a shower just at that moment. I was so frustrated at that moment, when my kidnapper pulled his cock out of my butt. I wanted to run out of our shower stall and beat the shit out of whoever had interrupted our impending sex.

His question about why I didn't leave earlier caught me off guard. There was no way I could tell him that I spent the time shoving his unconscious fingers up my ass so I could cum. It took me a while to find the perfect position, but once I did, I rode his hand until my cum flowed out of me and right down the shower drain. The perfect crime. While I felt satisfied from cumming, I still felt so empty without his dick inside of me.

As I lied there, I shamefully thought of all the things he could do to me when he came to bed. My heart started pounding in earnest when I felt the car pull over. Hearing the man's yawn, I was thankful for all the bruises on my ass. It gave me the perfect excuse to lie on my stomach with my ass exposed. My throbbing boner was tucked up and away so it couldn't give me away. As I felt the blanket leave my ass, I suppressed my shudder of anticipation. I imagined him ripping his cock out and pile driving me right away, my cock spurting some precum at the thought. Feeling his hands grope my butt, I couldn't help the small groan.

He spread apart my ass, looking at my torn up fuckhole. I bit my lip to suppress my disappointment when I felt his fingers enter me and not his penis. He softly fingered my ass, causing my hips to sway back and forth on his bed. As I started getting into it, he withdrew. Feeling the bed shift, I impatiently waited for a cock to enter my ass, but he just laid down next to me. I felt like shouting at my kidnapper, why did he choose now of all times to have a sense of decency?

Lifting my ass in the air, I spoke a few more times to really draw him in. When I felt him kneel between my legs and his cock thud against my ass, I finally felt at peace. Hook, Line, and Sinker.

Cool gel entered my anus from the lube container he held up to my hole. I could barely handle sitting still as I waited for him to penetrate me. I wanted to turn and pounce on him so I could slam my ass down on his cock, but then he would know how much I needed it. If he knew how black my heart had become, I'd be done for. Finally feeling his bulbous tip press against my anus, I felt that all my waiting had become worth it.

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My kidnapper didn't mess around, just penetrating me down to the base in one go. I let a low groan escape my lips. I couldn't be too animated as he fucked me, lest he get suspicious. But I didn't have to remain quiet either. He slowly drew his cock out and I practically squealed as he drove it back in. His strong hips rocked me back and forth, and the burning sensation from my anus diminished with each thrust. I clenched my teeth and smiled widely. It felt great to finally have him inside me again.

His rough humping halted after a minute. I wanted to yell, to scream at him to keep fucking me. He instead pulled the head of his penis out. I yelped again as my sphincter was plopped open. I heard him huff as he caught his breath, before he grabbed my body and lifted me up. Loosely following his movements, I stripped me of my shirt. Laying me on my back, he lifted my legs to his shoulders before removing my socks next, exposing my feet. As he discarded all of my clothes, he let my legs back down. I sat there for a moment, before lifting my knees up to my chest. I fully exposed my asshole to him, as I continued my quiet moans. My kidnapper couldn't resist the sight any longer, as I felt his strong hands clamp under my knees and spread my legs apart. Descending on my body, I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around him as he entered me again. The hard pop of his cock entering me made me cry in pleasure and pain.

He wasted no time in going balls deep once more. Lifting his hips, I felt my ass get dragged out along with his monster cock as it slammed back into me. Loud smacks filled the cabin as I kissed and licked his neck. His hips were painfully slamming directly on the bruised part of my ass, but I didn't care. I didn't want the marks he left on me to heal. Almost as if he read my mind, he held himself up with one hand and roughly grabbed my right nipple with his other. This time, tears came to my eyes as he pinched my nipple hard. My voice cried out as he refused to relent his assault. This was it, this is what I had been missing.

We were locked nice and cozy in his truck. It was night and there was no one to interrupt us. No one knew that I was kidnapped, no one knew where I was, no one was coming to save me. This man had all night to assault every inch of my body. It felt nice to let go, I thought as he slammed his penis back into me. The thought of being at his mercy all night long, along with his rapidly pounding cock, flipped my switch as I began yelling. My ass clenched down hard, but his cock was harder and broke right through. My prostate swelled like a balloon, but the tip of his penis mercilessly crushed it. I felt fabric slip over my swollen, throbbing penis as the man fucked me through my orgasm.

I wanted to beg as he relentlessly pounded me, as rope after rope shot out of my cock. My ass couldn't handle the treatment, but he didn't care. My prostate couldn't handle the pressure on it, but he didn't care. My head couldn't handle the waves of pleasure crashing through it, but he didn't care. My voice raised an octave as I screamed, holding onto his body for dear life. Clenching his form didn't help as he drilled my asshole into the bed. Whatever was over my penis was completely soaked, sticking to my belly.

The man halted balls deep, an action that caused tears of relief to fall from my eyes. His dick was spasming violently inside of me. I wanted him to cum, but he began kissing me. My cock spasmed in time with his as my orgasm came to a close. I grabbed whatever was on my belly, pulling it to the side to free my cock. I let go of what felt like a drenched sock as the man's kissing sent drool down my chin. As he violated my mouth, I felt the spasming inside me subside. Still, the man made out with me. Kissing like this after cumming was dangerous. I wondered if he was aware that with every kiss, with every bite of my lip, with every drop of his spit that entered my mouth, I was falling for him. My head felt like I was flying as I ground my hips up into him. My body protested at the sensation, but I didn't care. I wanted him to use me to his heart's content.

His cock was completely still before he began rocking his hips again. I bit down on his neck, tasting blood, when I realized what he was doing. He didn't want to cum yet, he wanted to fuck me longer. My heart was torn in two, I so desperately wanted his cum inside of me, and I wanted to be fucked for as long as possible. Passion blinded my brain, as I pushed on his shoulders. He grunted in surprise, but I put all of my strength into pushing him backwards. His torso was forced backwards as he moved his legs. I kept my ass firmly pressed onto his penis, not that his hands would have let me escape anyway. Straddling him, I placed my hands on his shoulders as I drew myself up before slamming my ass back on his dick. My tongue rolled out of my mouth as I rode the best ride of my life. My own cock slapped up and down, spraying precum wherever it struck.

As I felt my orgasm building once again, I smiled widely and continued to wildly impale myself on his spear. Feeling the now very familiar clench as my anus tightened around a cock while I came, I pushed my strength into my hips to continue fucking him as I orgasmed. The man tried to grab something to cover my cock, but I grabbed his hands and held him down forcibly as my penis spasmed, sending a rope across his chest. Droll drained from my mouth as I continued to fuck through my orgasm. The amount of pleasure that I felt normally would have sent me into unconsciousness, but my kidnapper's cock was a good teacher. My prostate screamed from the torment of getting squished by his hard member as rope after rope left my tip to stain the man's t-shirt. Seeing his bewildered face, I laughed at him. Tears fell from my eyes as pain spread across my ass. Paying no attention to it, I looked into his eyes as I put my whole being into having sex with him.

It was his fault that I was like this. My kidnapper had stolen a perfectly normal 20 year old and filled him with penis and semen until he snapped. He should take full responsibility. The man's powerful limbs broke out of my grip, and he grabbed my shoulders and twisted me around. I resisted, slapping his hands away as I kept riding his cock. Feeling a sharp slap across my face, my grin deepened and I punched him in the jaw. Eventually losing the battle of strength, I found myself with my back to my kidnapper. Eager to continue the fight, I sent my clenched fist behind me. I was rewarded with a grunt of pain as I struck his nose. A small 'Oops' left my smiling lips as I kept sliding his dick in and out of my ass. The man grabbed both of my arms in his, completely locking me down. The stupid kidnapper forgot about my head, and I slammed it into his chin. My head felt dizzy after the blow, and I suspected that I received the worst end of the exchange. Not caring in the slightest, I tried to hit him again when his arm wrapped tightly around my neck.

"Fucking stop, you psycho!" Hearing his uncharacteristically concerned voice, I struggled against his grip as I rode him. Days of pent up aggression consumed me as I moved the only part of my body that could move. I lifted my hips and sent them back down into him. I cried out at the feeling of his rough cock entering at a wrong angle, but I didn't care. My kidnapper's voice yelled out, tinged with both pleasure and fear.

"Andy, Stop! You're hurting yourself." What did this bastard care? As soon as he was done breaking me, I would be face down in a ditch and he would be on his merry way. I may as well speed up the process. I lifted my hips again, sending them down onto his painfully thick cock. I yelled as tears streamed down my face. I felt the cock buried inside of me pulsing. He would cum soon. I tried to lift my hips again, but he wrapped his legs around me. Truly immobilized, I yelled out in rage as I struggled against him. A rough hand grabbed my chin, turning my head towards him. Insanity filled my eyes as I saw the face of my kidnapper. As I opened my mouth to yell at him, his lips met mine.

Different from all his previous kisses, it was just a gentle kiss. His limbs loosened, letting me go. As he continued his soft kiss, I relaxed in his arms. I sighed with delight as I finally felt his pulsing cock let loose a torrent of cum inside of me. My own dick twitched in a dry orgasm as I sank into his arms. Despite his orgasm, his lips never left mine, and they were so gentle. He wrapped his arms and legs wrapped around me in a full body hug. Thick, hot tears fell from my eyes as I slowly fell asleep, the rhythmic pulsing of his cock the last thing I remembered.

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