Ecstasy's Rapture/Prophet

Darkness crept over the metallic blue hood of the stalled Honda Civic, promising a soon unwanted demise; the fall of a high statuesque. Skai growled, throwing forth fist of great anger upon an empty hearted dashboard. Palms slammed against metal, sound resonating, bouncing and crashing against the empty street, off pavement and trees alike.

Anger pulsated within him and he wanted nothing more then to lacerate the vital material of the old car. “Son of a…” Skai growled when suddenly there was an abrupt knock against the driver’s side window. Warm, long blonde hair swept against cold glass, a sweet smile showing a row of pearly while teeth and the rest of the strangers face declining left Skai breathless. The stranger made a motion for him to roll down the window and Skai complied eagerly.
“You need some help?” the man said, flashing a white smile, his blue eyes glowing, almost sparkling with mischief.
“Ah.... yeah,” Skai replied, “She stopped on me.”
The stranger looked back to the road, to Skai then to the road behind them. “I’ll give you a jump.” He said smiling sweetly, “If you could pop the hood.”
“Thanks!” Skai replied unbuckling himself from the contraption. “I’m going to have to open it from the outside. The latch in here doesn’t work.”
Opening the driver’s side door the stranger backed up allowing the door to swing open.
“You got some cables?” Skai asked slamming the door shut.
The stranger’s smile dropped. “Yeah, sure.” Abruptly the man’s hand gripped Skai’s upper arm tightly.
“What the hell?!” Skai yelled attempting to rip his arm from the man’s grasp, but it only caused the stranger to grip tighter then before.
“Shut up!” He growled. Skai swung his fist to only have it deflected by the obviously stronger man and the stranger pushed Skai against the car frame with force.
“What do you want?!” Skai yelled, his face pressed against the blue metal frame top of the Civic. “I don’t have any money. I don’t own any Credit Cards! I…”
“I don’t want you money.” the man growled, pressing Skai harder to the frame.
“Then what to you want?!” The taller man leaned against him, pressing his pelvic into Skai’s lower back and immediately Skai felt the man’s erection.
“You.” He whispered against his ear, the stranger’s sweet warm breath crawling over Skai’s own cold skin. Skai’s blue eyes widened in horror at the realization of what the man said.
“Hell no!” Skai screamed bucking and struggling against the man’s colossal strength. “I won’t let you! Get the hell off of me!” He yelled, tears coming to his eyes with the acknowledgement that he wasn’t going to escape the stranger.

The man laughed and he pushed his erection against him harder and Skai’s body relaxed. “Please-don’t…please.” The warm sensation of the other man’s tongue swept over his ear and unpredictably Skai let out a low moan that appalled himself. Unexpectedly the back door to the Civic opened and the man pushed him into the back seat. Instantaneously, Skai reached for the handle of the opposite door. “BAM” went the apparatus locking him inside.
“No need to run off.” He smiled a wicked look in the blue eyes that held such beauty. Skai looked up to the stranger’s face, then to the man’s hands that rested on the roof of the Honda. There was no way he could have locked the doors and with eyes wide and in arrest he reached back trying to pull up the lock, but to no avail for catch felt as though it was jammed, unable to stir like a cap on an unopened jar. Distracted with the catch, Skai was caught off guard by the force of the foreigner who snatched him away from the door, ramming him into the seat.
“Get off!” thrashing his arms and legs madly, still the man had no obscurity getting a hold of his shirt, tearing it up and over Skai’s head easily.
“How ‘bout I get -you- off instead.” The man laughed.
“NO!” Skai cried getting his head out the shirt hole without question. “STOP!”
Without effect the blonde beauty seized the top of Skai’s chinos and in quick movements pulled the denims undone. “NO!” Skai cried, tears curling and holding the rim of his eyes, ready to break over his cheeks, “please stop!” Raising his fist high Skai brought it down with force, but never made contact, for suddenly his hand had stopped, as if he had lost all control. Feeling himself resting his arm down Skai couldn’t grasp what was happening; he couldn’t even construct himself move his legs.
“What--what’s happening?!” Skai rolled his eyes to look up at the man who bore a smirk.
“Complete dominance.” He spoke coiling his fingers around the hem of the jeans and the boxers beneath.
“No, stop!” Skai growled the tears rolling down to his ear and over his neck.
“Ssshh.” The man smiled pulling the clothing down slowly over his hips and suddenly yanking it to his ankles.

Cold air blew over Skai’s length and an erection grew before the stranger. “Mmm” the blonde moaned watching. His hands stretched and pulled Skai’s shoes and socks off in one foul sweep with the crumpled jeans and boxers at his ankles, the clothing tossed without direction into brush beyond the car.
“You look fairly delicious Skai…oh,” the man replied, “Let me introduce myself. The name is…Azeroth.” As he spoke this he removed his own clothes swiftly exposing his own hard erection. Licking his lips Azeroth knelt inside the car. “I’ll enjoy this.”
“Stop!” Skai cried out as he watched Azeroth; still not understanding why his body had abruptly desired to quit on him. Azeroth made no more to listen to him, placing his hands next to Skai’s head bracing himself.
“Someone will come and see the cars!!” Skai yelled out.
At this Azeroth smiled. “No one will come.” He said self-assuredly and Skai believed him…no one would save him. Azeroth leaned in harder rubbing his naked erection against Skai’s, pushing harder in order to press his balls against Skai’s own, moving his hips up and down to feel the friction. Skai cried out, throwing his head back. “Arggh,” he growled, “Stop!!”
Azeroth ignored him enjoying the pleasure he felt by the friction and the onslaught of what was to come.

Pulling back, the stranger sat back on his knees, running his fingers down Skai’s bruised chest to a stomach that quivered at his tough. Down farther fingers played, nails dragged softly along frail skin of dark propositions, to dark soft curly hair that shrouded his true desire. Without warning the foreign strangers hand shot out, sheathing long delicate, graceful fingers around Skai’s erection. Skai yelped out in surprise, bring a cruel wicked smile to the lips of the man known as Azeroth. Immediately, Azeroth began to stroke Skai’s cock, throwing and pulling his hand up and down easily, smiling all the while as he watched with amusement the emotions playing off the younger mans face.
“Sta-stop!” Skai choked out between a moan.
Azeroth licked his upper lip slowly before speaking. “Why don’t you quit telling me to stop and just enjoy the pleasure.”
Skai couldn’t retaliate before he unexpectedly felt the blondes other hand grip his butt and his nimble fingers running down the line the divided him. Skai’s voice failed him as Azeroth’s fingers pressed against the skin, his thumb gently rubbing his tight puckered opening.
“NO!” Skai cried out arching his back unaware to him.
“Yes!” Azeroth growled loudly thrusting his forefingers into the tight entrance.
“AAAHHHH!” Skai screamed, the pain over whelming, his head pushing into the covered seat.

Pleasure mixed with pain in a whirlwind of pride made Skai’s heart beg for more, while his mind yelled it was wrong.
“Why?” His mind reeled, “Why me?”
Though he didn’t want it to happen, didn’t want the pain to continue, the breaking of his pride bore down on him and his body began to sing another tune.

Azeroth pulled his fingers from Skai’s body and his other hand from his length, running his tongue briefly over the wet discharge before he dropped to his knees on the paved road, shoving his own jeans beneath his legs and the hard rock. Skai’s chest rose and fell in recession under the pain his body felt as a result of the perverse blonde.
“Good enough to taste.” Azeroth mumbled to himself. Skai’s heart began to race at the man’s words and his body rapidly felt cold. Pressing his fingers against Skai’s tight, wet hole, he slipped his forefingers in once again, thrusting them in and out roughly.
“Aaahh!” Skai screamed, the sound reverberating off of the interior of the car to travel off hard chipped trees and fall on deaf ears.
“Ah-ahh!!” his back arched as the pain diminished and pleasure washed over his body unexpectedly. Skai growled, his hips bucking on their own accord as he began to enjoy Azeroth’s hard strokes.
“Beginning to like it are we?” Azeroth smiled, “Well, well.”
“Please!” Skai begged.
“Please what?” the man asked
“…more.” Skai sighed with a moan.
Azeroth chuckled and removed his fingers from the boy’s entrance. Needless to say that Azeroth knew that his body would win out over his mind and was only waiting for the opportune time to allocate out what he knew the boy would enjoy. Skai panted and huffed, his mind yelling all the time that it was wrong, was muted by what his body wanted and so he groaned when the man quit. Hearing the boy emit a moan of distaste, he gripped Skai’s legs, pulling him down farther into the middle of the backseat. Crying out in surprise, Skai lifted his head and watched the stranger lift his legs and place them over his shoulders, giving him the feeling that he felt more exposed then before.
“Wha-what are you doing!?” Skai demanded trying to move his legs that seemed as though they weren’t there. Ignoring him once again, Azeroth’s hand grips Skai’s ass spreading him open so that he may look down onto the wet hole. Bending his head down, his tongue shot out and he began to lap at the resistant mans tight, now puckering entrance.

Skai cried out, his limbs unable to move, his head dug into the seat once again and his chest rose and fell in a shallow comparison to before.