Taking it Like a ManThe atmosphere inside the private room was thick with a raw, masculine musk that threatened to explode. Kluay's massive frame was shoved down onto the heavy wooden table, his powerful arms pinned back by B and C. He was a sitting duck, a stationary target waiting for the alpha, A, to devour him at will.
"You ever buried that dick in anyone?"
A leaned in until his scorching breath fanned against Kluay's rough cheek, his low voice trembling with a filthy, primal hunger. His handsome, scarred face only added to a lethal charisma that hit Kluay like a freight train. Then, without warning, A flicked his hot, wet tongue out, dragging it slowly behind Kluay's ear.
Lick~
"Ah… N-no… stop."
The invasive, lust-filled touch sent a violent shiver through the naive tech student. He wanted to bolt, but every inch of him was vibrating under the assault. This wasn't the kind of fight he was used to—no fists or boots to the face—this was something a thousand times more dangerous.
"I want to see this 'Giant Banana' for myself... see if it's as monstrous as the legends say," A murmured against his skin, his eyes gleaming with the predatory intent of a wolf about to snap up its prey.
Calloused hands slid under the dark shop shirt, roaming over Kluay's firm, tectonic chest with bold confidence. A leaned down, burying his face against the small nipples that had already peaked into hard, sensitive nubs under the vulgar heat of the moment. His tongue swirled expertly around one side then the other, flicking and sucking until the air was filled with the wet, lewd sounds of his appetite.
Gasp… Ah… Uhnnn…
Kluay arched his chest, a deep growl of a moan vibrating in his throat. His sharp eyes went hazy as the stimulation caught him completely off guard. A nipped hard at his nipple, making him jerk as his heated rod throbbed against his fly like a balloon being pumped to its limit.
Sssss… Ooh… Fuck…
A's burning palms clamped onto the waistband of the denim jeans and yanked them down to his ankles in one violent motion. The thick, engorged cock—all nine inches of it—sprang out, nearly slapping the tip of A's defiant nose. All three rivals felt their throats go dry as they swallowed hard in unison.
Gulp.
"W-what the hell are you doing to me?! No… don't you dare touch my ass! I'm not some fucking girl, you pricks!" Kluay roared at the top of his lungs, his rugged face flushed deep crimson to the tips of his ears. Panic set in, a frantic shiver running up his spine as he thrashed around, realizing he was completely exposed from the waist down in front of his three enemies.
"God… it's massive. Long as hell and rock hard. Fuck…"
A whispered in a daze, sounding like a man possessed. Kluay's protests meant nothing; it was clear his body was leaning into the touch of those large, rough hands as they began to toy with the rigid shaft that would have made any other man run in fear.
Grip~
A wrapped his hand around the searing-hot meat, his fingers barely meeting around the girth. His strong wrist began a slow, heavy stroke that sent Kluay spiraling toward insanity, while his boxers and shorts were kicked aside into a heap on the floor.
"Wow…" A breathed out, his eyes wide with awe at the prize before him.
"God damn… look at that thing. Huge, long, and so fucking pale," B and C chimed in from their positions pinning his limbs. Their eyes tracked every twitch of the Phranakhon Kingpin's legendary length with a terrifying, starving gaze.
"D-don't do this, you bastards! I came here to fight you!" Kluay barked back, his voice cracking. He tried to summon his strength to resist, but the invasive, expert touches were devouring his masculinity, leaving him trembling and undone.
Grip!
A didn't give his prey a second to breathe. His massive hand clamped down on Kluay's thick, muscular chest, kneading the firm pec and ruthlessly crushing the small, sensitive nipple. The dark bud shuddered as waves of raw pleasure jolted through Kluay like a high-voltage shock, making his entire frame twitch and bolt.
"Oh god... fuck... ssshh! You bastards, stop it!" Kluay groaned, his voice cracking. His face contorted in a mix of pure ecstasy and utter confusion; he'd never felt this sensitive in his entire life.