It was true. Killian was powerless against Pan; especially on the island. Neverland was Pan's domain where he served as judge, jury, and executioner.
"I always thought you wore a gaudy amount of leather." Pan used his knife to swiftly rip through Killian's clothes. His jacket and vest magically peeled away leaving only his cotton undershirt cut open to reveal his chest quickly rising and falling. The less clothing Killian had on, the more deliciously vulnerable he looked to the boy. And Pan liked his prey weak, vulnerable and at his mercy.
Pan surveyed the pirate's body lecherously and raked his nails over Killian's chiseled abdomen. Killian struggled against his restraints trying to keep himself from crying out; he refused to give Pan the satisfaction of his pain and discomfort.
The boy then brought his lips close to Killian's ear and whispered in a poisonous yet seductive voice, "I bet you think you're a big man, don't you? Having your way with all those women. I'm not quite sure what they even see in a scoundrel like you. ...But I must admit", Pan delicately ran his fingers along Killian's beautifully sculpted jaw line, "You are a pretty one."
Killian coldly chuckled in mild amusement then stared Pan dead in the eye. "I bet you wish you could get even one woman. Then maybe you wouldn't have to rape young boys to make you feel like a man." He said through clenched teeth.
The moment the last word escaped Killian's lips, he felt Pan's blade swiftly slash against his cheek. Despite his intentions to stay silent, Killian instinctively let out a sharp cry of pain and felt a drip of warm blood creep down his face.
He looked over and saw Pan's face very composed and almost serene as he inspected the man's blood on the edge of his knife.
"Not so pretty anymore, are you?" Pain said casually.
Then he leaned in and put his face mere inches away from Killian's. Being so close, Killian could feel Pan's warm breath caressing his skin and it was almost… pleasurable.
"And to answer your accusation: You're right. I'm not a man." Pan said in his smooth, charming voice; a façade of innocence illuminating his eyes. "I'm the boy who never grows up."
Slow and calculatingly, Pan gently pushed his lips onto the older man's, transitioning it into a slow and sensual kiss.
The moment Pan's lips touched his, Killian forgot everything. It felt as if he had left this world and gone beyond the scope of space and time; almost as if the beautiful boy's lips had a hallucinogenic quality to them. And in that moment, Killian kissed backed. He had succumbed to Pan's intoxicating nature and suddenly realized he was about to pay dearly for his mistake.
After pulling away from the pirate, Pan's lips turned upward into an unbearably smug smile and with a raised eyebrow said, "If I didn't know any better, Killian, I would say you have a fondness for young boys yourself."
As soon as Pan had pulled back from the kiss Killian snapped back to reality, welcomed by a newfound sense of self-loathing. And his lips that had previously felt so soft and soothing against Pan's had suddenly begun to burn with an icy sting; accompanied by a sensation of being drained and weakened.
Pan's smug smile quickly melted away and was replaced by a hardened, aloof stare.
"And I believe that by your calculations," Pan then roughly grabbed Killian's crotch and squeezed painfully hard. "That makes you less of a man."
The air suddenly seemed heavier to Killian and everything grew quiet; the calm before the storm. His body instinctively prickled with an overwhelming sense of impending danger.
The restraints that had been holding Killian in place quickly snapped away, freeing his arms. Pan then quickly placed a hand on Killian's head and forcefully pushed him down to a kneeling position; which wasn't difficult considering Killian was still a bit drunk and unsteady.
As soon as he hit the ground, Killian bitterly thought to himself how Peter Pan must be the only boy in all the realms that could bring a grown man to his knees. Killian could feel his kneecaps starting to bruise from the impact and he began to realize that by the end of this, not a single inch of his body would likely come out unscathed.
Killian attempted to lift himself up, but Pan's magic restricted his movement. Yet he allowed Killian a bit of freedom simply so he could watch him squirm and struggle. Because that's exactly how Pan liked it.
Unlacing his trousers, Pan pulled out his rock hard member. He greedily took in all of the pirate's body with his gaze and began lightly stroking the shaft.
Just like the boy himself, Pan's penis even managed to be beautiful and without flaw. But that didn't make Killian any keener on being so close to it. The panic began to set in as he realized that Pan was about to violate him in a way he's ever been violated before. And seeing Killian's flustered and troubled face, Pan's lids became heavy with arousal.
Killian tried desperately to turn his head away from Pan's approaching penis, but it was in vain. His body was entirely under Pan's control. Then much to Killian's extreme reluctance, the boy thrust his cock into the man's mouth hard and deep enough to make him gag on it. Killian tried to push Pan away, but his hands were quickly pinned behind his back with magic. Instead he just struggled against the viscous assault being made on his mouth.
Pan's breathing was made quick and ragged by his exhilarating pleasure.
Roughly pulling Killian's hair, Pan tipped Killian's head back while he continued to forcefully thrust himself in and out of Killian's mouth.
Killian was humiliated. He was pathetically helpless against Pan's magic and realized he was a slave to the will of this evil and sadistic demon.
(to be continued…)
