I’M CUMMING!” Hayden cries out, chest heaving and cock taut with tension.Immediately, all stimulation stops. His sausage throbs a beating hue of purple and red as orgasm after orgasm dies behind the mass of straw and grass packed into his cockhole.“I… I’ve gotta cum man, I have to.” Hayden desperately begs to no one in particular, but only silence calls back.Like the story of Sisyphus, Hayden’s thick manhood slips out of the ring for the millionth time, his desperate desire only growing stronger. Gay sex The scarecrow man reveals straw, grass, and corn wrapped into a neat tube shape.“What? As Hayden amps up to blow his load, the scarecrow man slows his stroking, eventually stopping to grab the cock at its beefy base. HaydenHayden rips through the field before him in a panicked race to get away from the barn, countless flashes of Tank’s torture running in a loop through his mind, each scene chasing the last in an appalling slideshow that Hayden could not shut his eyes to. “SHIT, MAN. I can’t do that. Keep going.” He thinks aloud as the scarecrow’s straw tendrils draw him deliciously close to orgasm.Hayden teeters the edge, constantly dipping back and forth between orgasming and about to, but never actually spilling any seed.
