Life in Technicolour
Phoenix pushed back against Edgecock's enormous, rectum-shredding penis, screaming, "All the way, Edgecock!", as the walls rattled with the combined forces of their lovemaking, Captain Planet.
Edgecock, even more attractive with the sweat, completely fucked Phoenix's shit up, proceeding to bestow upon him copious amounts of juice, which Phoenix would later store in jars for the coming winter.
As Phoenix began to reach his climax, he implored, "Take off thine cravat," to which Edgecock replied, "Nay, bitch."
Without four seconds' hesitation, Phoenix blew his metric ton load over Edgecock and his adoptive father, the Count von Karma, watching them plummet violently to their deaths through the pit in the ground which they had been fucking over.
In the voice of a thousand cats purring, Phoenix mused, whimsical, "What does it matter? It was a dream... a fantasy... it was-"
"Shut up, Austen, and tell me where the ticket is!" came Edgecock's fucked up interjection, not yet dead, but not quite alive, as he clawed his way out of the pit.
"My name isn't..."
But he was gone.
THE END