The Life on Mars Anonymous Pornfest
Please Note: I've declared the Pornfest over (as I can't be bothered to keep the prompt list up-to-date!) So any new prompts posted will be deleted. However, I do encourage you to post any anon fic in response to the existing prompts and comment on the lovely responses that we've already got
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Sam begs him silently with tearful eyes to stop.
Gene smacks him painfully hard.
Afraid, Sam begins to sob, begging Gene to let him go, because he’s frightened and he doesn’t want this, not like this. Maybe in another way he’d want Gene but he doesn’t want to be forced into this. He definitely doesn’t want to play the submissive to Gene’s dominant. Gene is so stubborn and hard-headed, he’ll never listen. Sam’s never been with a bloke before, another factor playing on his mind: how can he expect Gene Hunt to fuck him gently? Not only will he be treated roughly, he’ll be giving his virginity to a brute who will take no care in preparing him or letting him get used to his penis. From what Sam felt while Gene rubbed his cock against his face, Gene isn’t a small bloke, in any shape or form.
“Open. Your. Mouth.”
Sam wants to wipe his face, but he can’t, so he concentrates hard on breathing and calming down. He obeys Gene to bide some time and to think things through as Gene hasn’t got his cock out yet therefore it’s safe to assume he won’t immediately have cock shoved down this throat. Gene watches as Sam opens his mouth wide. He unzips and un belts, and begins to stroke his cock, watching Sam sat on his knees with a mouth wide open, just waiting.
Gene waits.
Sam begins to feel even more stupid, waiting like this, and his mouth aches from being stretched. Gene doesn’t seem to be eager in making Sam suck him off. Sam closes his mouth to flex his jaw muscles, and Gene is there in an instant, squeezing his chin and shoving his fingers in Sam’s mouth to prize it open.
“Did I tell you to shut your gob, whore? I don’t think I fuckin’ did.”
Sam keeps his mouth open. Gene wipes away tear stains with his thumb.
“Ever sucked cock?”
Sam shakes his head, deciding to be honest.
“Good boy. Never been fucked up the arse, then?”
Sam shakes his head again, his mouth hurting.
“Beautiful. Very nice. A sweet little virgin. It’s time to break you in, I think” Gene grins as he pushes his cock into Sam’s wet mouth. Sam relaxes around the cock, letting his lips take Gene in. Gene pushes his way to the back and Sam gags, of course.
“Some rules for this one, slut. No teeth. If I feel teeth I’ll beat your arse with my belt. Take it all. I don’t give a shit if it hurts or chokes you. Don’t forget my balls, either. And you better suck. You’ll be sucking my cock like the whore you are, all of it, root to fuckin’ tip, get it?”
Gene didn’t wait for an answer and began to slam himself down Sam’s throat. Sam did choke and it did hurt. He felt sore and violated as Gene slammed in and out at a furious speed. Sam simply couldn’t take it. He couldn’t do it, and his clumsy attempts to lick at Gene’s balls as they slapped against his chin in a mad, bad, crazy effort as Gene fucked his mouth, were uncomfortable and sloppy. Gene felt Sam’s teeth graze the underside of his cock and finally decided to withdraw.
“What did I tell you, bitch?”
Sam coughed and spluttered, unable to look at Gene, the name-calling and rough treatment still making him feel stupid and used.
“I asked you a fucking question! I’m sick of this shit, Tyler! Even on your knees sucking me off like you’re supposed to you’re an arrogant fucking little shit. You need to be taught a fucking lesson!” Gene roared, furious with Sam’s hesitation and unwillingness. Sam was pulled up by his arm, twisted and thrown down so his top half was on the bed and his still-tied up legs were kneeling on the floor.
Gene retrieved his belt and wasted no time in slapping it hard against Sam’s pale arse.
“Take it, slut” Gene demanded as he hit again and again.
Sam sobbed into the duvet, knowing he had no choice but to lie there and let Gene do whatever he wished to do him. Once Gene was satisfied with the marking and spanking of his inspector, his slapped both his hands on Sam’s arse cheeks, marking him at his. Sam’s eyes and throat were sore from crying and the fucking of his mouth earlier. Gene grabbed him by his hair again, which was painful as there was so little of it, throwing him down on the floor so Sam was on his back.
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