Depravity

“You!” The Brute pointed to a Grunt standing a few feet from him. “Come here, Grunt!”

The short yellow-clad Grunt ran over as fast as he could, he knew better than to disobey a superior. He stood before the Brute captain named Marius, who was currently sitting on the ground.

“What is it…” The Grunt’s sentence trailed off as he noticed Marius’ prominent erection. “Sir?”

“Take care of this.” He gestured to his 13 inch long, 3 1/2 inch diameter cock. Every vein was visible, and it was so large that it was laying against his thigh, unable to stand up straight. “What are you waiting for, Grunt?!”

The Grunt jumped at the exclamation and took a deep breath before speaking. “M-my name is Fipyap, sir-”

“I don’t care what your name is! Take care of this, or I‘ll eat you alive!”

Fipyap gulped and shakily kneeled down in front of Marius. He slowly wrapped both hands around the thick shaft and began stroking it up and down.

“Faster!”

Fipyap hesitated at the Brute’s sudden outburst, but quickly complied, speeding up his stroking. Marius grunted, unsatisfied. He pushed the Grunt’s hands away roughly.

“Use your mouth!”

Fipyap’s eyes widened “B-but I need my mask on to breathe!”

“Figure it out!” The lack of concern was apparent in the Brute’s voice.

Fipyap looked down at the huge cock in front of him, took a deep breath of methane, and slid his mask off. He leaned down and took the tip of the member into his mouth, gagging slightly at the bitter taste of it.

“If I feel any teeth, you’re dead!”

The Grunt took in a few inches before pulling back and holding his mask to his face to take in a breath. He then moved down to take the member back into his mouth. After repeating this a few times and getting nowhere, Marius got fed up. And upon Fipyap’s head descending, he placed a hand on the back of the Grunt’s head and held him down.

Fipyap gagged as he was forced to take the member deep into his throat, he couldn’t breathe, and he tried desperately to pry the Brute’s hand off of his head, managing to drop his mask in his effort to get free. Once Marius was satisfied with the choking noises the Grunt was making, he released him.

Fipyap immediately reached for his mask, but Marius grabbed it first. He shoved the Grunt backwards onto the ground, but because of the shape of the methane tank on his back, he wound up on his side. Marius forced the mask onto Fipyap’s face. The Grunt clutched the mask tightly to his mouth and took a deep breath.

Marius grabbed Fipyap’s leg and lifted it up, positioning it around his waist. He then lined the tip of his gigantic erection up with the Grunt’s asshole. Fipyap’s eyes widened and he turned his head to look at the Brute.

“Wh- what are you-”

Marius thrusted without warning, slamming his cock in 7 inches. Fipyap screamed as he was stretched to the point of tearing, and his fluorescent blue blood began to drip down his thigh.

Marius laughed as he pulled out a few inches. “This feels great, you’re so tight!” He thrust back in, this time managing to force in 9 inches.

Fipyap again screamed, he was already past his limit for how much he could take; physically and mentally. He could feel the tears beginning to stream down his face.

“P- please, AH! St- stop!” He pleaded, hoping that Marius would listen.

The Brute merely grunted in response, a slight smirk present on his face. He slowly pulled out to the tip, savoring the sensation of his blood-soaked cock as it slid out of the Grunt. Fipyap let out a shuddering breath, continuing to clutch his mask to his tear-soaked face.

Marius tightened his grip on Fipyap’s leg. “Take a deep breath,” he growled, his words laced with lust.

Fipyap tried to comply, but he couldn’t stop the one deep breath from turning into several small rapid ones. Marius didn’t wait for the Grunt to calm down before thrusting his entire length into that perfect tightness. Fipyap’s breath hitched and caught in his throat, he was unable to even scream. He could feel his once-tight ring of muscle clenching and unclenching around Marius’ thick shaft as it tried to adjust to the large intruder.

“Pl… Mar… I…” Fipyap attempted to form words, but he could only manage incoherent sounds through his sobs.

Marius ignored the Grunt’s attempted pleas and pulled out to the tip once more. Fipyap shut his eyes tightly and turned his head toward the ground. He knew he was about to be ravaged.

Marius grinned, placed a hand on Fipyap’s abdomen for leverage, and thrust himself fully into the small Grunt below him. Fipyap screamed even louder this time, he could feel his insides tearing. Marius didn’t waste any time before pulling out and thrusting back in. He was using Fipyap’s blood as lubrication and quickly found a good rhythm, making sure to fit in his entire length with each thrust.

Fipyap tried to focus on his breathing, rather than the pain, but it was proving difficult, and he found his breath coming in short accentuated gasps each time Marius hilted inside of him. The Brute continued thrusting, completely indifferent to the fact that the Grunt’s insides were being destroyed and that he was bleeding profusely. Marius groaned in pleasure. He stopped thrusting momentarily and sat down, pulling the Grunt into his lap. Fipyap let out a yelp as the new position allowed for Marius to hit new spots inside of him. He could feel the huge cock ripping into his stomach, protruding visibly on the outside each time he thrust. He buried his head into the Brute’s chest and held onto him tightly.

Marius lifted Fipyap up and forced him down, thrusting into him at the same time. He threw his head back and groaned in pure satisfaction. He never knew a Grunt could feel so good. Fipyap could feel himself drifting in and out of consciousness, but he was unable to remain unconscious as each thrust jolted him back to reality. His sobs had subsided, but tears continued to streak his face. His breathing was ragged and unnatural. He could barely even feel the pain anymore.

Marius’ groans became louder and his thrusts sporadic and rougher. Finally, he pulled out all the way to the tip and thrust back in, somehow managing to fit himself in further than before, and with a howl, he came deep inside of Fipyap. The small Grunt on his lap clenched his hands and let out a silent scream as he felt his stomach bulge as it was filled with cum. The Brute sat there for a moment, still fully buried inside of Fipyap, as he waited for himself to soften. He then pushed the Grunt off of his lap and stood up before looking down at the mess he’d made of Fipyap. The Grunt lay on his side, his eyes closed, he was alive, but barely. His ass was now gaping and cum and blood were pouring out of it.

Marius laughed. “Thanks for taking care of that for me. If you’re still alive tomorrow, I’ll be seeing you then.” He smirked, turned, and walked away, leaving Fipyap broken and alone to bleed out in a puddle of cum.

The Grunt turned his head to watch the Brute walk away. He was certain he wouldn’t live to see tomorrow, but if he did, he knew he didn’t want to go through that again. He sighed, removed his mask, and shut his eyes.