Thread: Useless Femboy Companion [dani_honey & midnite_run]

Maher grinned at the sight of it, the light dimming in Romi's eyes. He always liked to give just enough to make Romi believe he'd go easy on him, just to brutalize him then and there. It's how he broke the boy, molded and bent him into his little homo, a fat-assed cum-guzzler who got hard at the smell of his man's meat. Fuck, I love you, you faggot. Get this nut, boy! He wasn't sure whether he actually felt love for Romi, but it was moments like this that made him so intent about keeping him around. It's why he chose him over Persia in the end she would always back away, attempt to avoid sex when it got too rough. Romi accepted his place and took every inch like the obedient bitch Maher wanted. Even when Maher busted his asshole open and left the boy with a week-long limp, Romi came back for more. He fucked Romi's throat with an gradually increasing fury. His eyes were hard and merciless as he stared Romi back, as if to say this would end when he said so. The huge balls that were swinging and smacking the underside of Romi's chin began to bunch up, tensing as Maher's inevitable orgasm drew near. The other sailors looked on with an combination of arousal and pity, wondering how Romi hadn't passed out. Maher's dick swelled in the boy's mouth and he let out a growl that rumbled from his chest, like a beast finally letting loose. His pisshole opened and thick streams of his cum began to shoot out, flooding his mouth and some going straight down his throat, filling that taut little stomach of Romi's with some of his ball slime. With a groan, he pulled out his cock, delighting at the gagging sound when the huge cockhead slid out with a pop, and aimed at the boy's face. He came all over the his pretty features, forming a lattice of extra thick cum. Sighing in relief, he let his cock fall onto the boy's face with an audible slap, semen leaking out of his pisshole and into Romi's hair. Maher cock-slapped his delicate features with the heavy length of dark meat, the head occasionally burping out another thick glob of cum, before dropping it on his head again his cock was long and thick enough that it obscured most of Romi's face. At this moment, one of his goons stepped forward, cringing at the pungent smell of cum and sex. B-Boss, we'll be pulling into port soon. Might, uhhh.....be time to gear up, maybe? Maher looked at him for a second, his eyes boring into him and the goon wasn't sure if Maher would acknowledge or pluck his eyes out. Pipe. You got a pipe? The goon stared at him incredulously before realizing he was talking about tobacco. Rummaging around his gear, he pulled out a tobacco pipe and match. Maher snatched it from him and put it to his lips before grunting. The goon lit the pipe and Maher waved him off. Taking a deep inhale, Maher basked in the afterglow of his orgasm, barely registering the absolute wreck he knew Romi's face was. This was what his face was meant for after all a resting place for fat leaking dicks, beneath a sweaty muscular man who treated him like little more than a place to keep his cock warm. Looks like we'll stop here. Don't worry, though. Maher paused to grin down at him, his teeth forming a smile that seemed more fitting on a predator than a human. This is practically a warmup compared to what else I've got planned for you. Get yourself cleaned up, slut. And pick out a good outfit. Wanna show you off.