Chapter 16

He began to ride Kev’s cock, every downward motion pressing the obsidian monstrosity harder up Kev’s ass. Kev bared his teeth, groaned, then gasped as Archer put a hand on him and dug in with his nails. Archer grabbed himself with his other hand, took his cock between two knuckles, and stroked hard.

“Archer,” said Kev, wanting to beg, to warn. Even stretched to his limit, giant stone cock up his ass, balls pulled taut, arms restrained, he was getting close, struggling to hold off. “I don’t think I—”

Archer released him, reached around to grab his balls, and squeezed. Kev yelped, his vision speckling.

“I told you not to,” said Archer.

Kev opened his mouth to respond but Archer shuddered on top of him, coming hard. His ass clenched around Kev’s cock and he leaned forward, drawing it out until he was spent. Then he disengaged, hopped off Kev and the statue to the ground. He breathed heavily, but he grinned.