WARNING- THIS IS THE SEX CHAPTER. THERE IS A LOT OF WEIRD, FUCKED UP KINKS IN THIS CHAPTER. AND I MEAN REALLY FUCKING WEIRD. THIS IS THE CHAPTER THAT EARNS THIS STORY AN 'M' RATING. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

OoOoO

"I hope you're well rested, darling."

Thin lips mouthed against Adam's throat. It drew gasps from him, little breathy complaints mixed in with steady wanting. Leaving off Adam's neck to capture his lips in a rough kiss, Nigel pushed a third finger into Adam's tight heat to be answered by shuddering cry from him as he stroked his sweet spot. After breakfast, they had fallen back into bed together, Nigel wasting no time by stripping Adam of his towel and putting the lube to good use.

"I'll take that as a yes." Nigel grinned, all teeth as he left off Adam's neck to linger down his body. He took Adam's rigid cock into his mouth as he drove his fingers in further, sucking on the head of it until his cheeks hollowed. The combination drew another cry from kiss swollen lips, Nigel taking his time. Adam's hands found his hair again, taking handfuls of it to twist and pull as Nigel lapped the crown, tonguing his slit.

Adam coming undone was as sight to behold, his head thrown back and his lips parted, giving himself fully over to the sensations. As he eased another finger in, Nigel admired his handiwork, Adam's short curls a messy halo around his head, the ones closest to his skin plastered to it with sweat. His pale skin was flushed, glistening in places Nigel wanted to map out with his tongue.

Best of all, Adam shameless stared back at Nigel, his blue grey unfocused from his arousal but yet utterly gorgeous to Nigel. It made him mouth at Adam's cock, humming as he did so. It made the younger man buck his hips in immediate response, openly greedy for more.

Four fingers knuckle deep and fanning, Nigel felt his jaw beginning to get sore but in the best way, meaning it was time to on to bigger and better things. Feeling Adam's balls beginning to tighten, Nigel tutted around his mouthful, using his free hand to grip the base of Adam's cock. Frustrated hands tugged sharply on his locks, Adam obviously not pleased about being denied as Nigel rutted into the bed, his scalp pleasantly tingling.

"I told you that I want intercourse." Adam groaned as Nigel still gripped him at the root. "You better not come like that."

"Then quit pulling my hair. Fuck, that really does it for me." Nigel moaned, sliding the flat of his tongue along the underside of Adam's cock. In revenge, he lapped the tip of it to make Adam arch and complain beneath him.

"Nigel." Adam warned, letting go of Nigel's hair for now. He spread his legs further apart, presenting himself like most of Nigel's hands wasn't him in already.

"Fuck, I love it you're so desperate for me." Nigel laughed low and rough as he pulled out his fingers with a wet sounding pop. Strong, tanned arms hooked under Adam's legs to place them over shoulder, basically folding Adam in half, Nigel's head already breaching a well prepped hole. Adam's cock was longer, but Nigel made up for his in girth, having to ease himself in inch by inch, watching Adam's face the entire time. Adam, who's lips were slack with his head tipped back, looking so beautiful as he was fucked.

"You're mine." Nigel grinned wolfishly, pushing his last few inches into Adam who eyes fluttered shut.

"Move. I want to come." Adam murmured back, pushing back and bearing down the best he could while being folded in half. He was happy with the position, ideal for what he needed, but Adam wanted Nigel to shut up and fuck him. The demand seemed to do the trick though, Nigel adjusting them both, changing angle as he did so. The new depth he found within Adam sent the man's hands flying across broad shoulders.

"Tell me how much you need me. Tell me how much you want it." Nigel rasped, pounding his cock into plaint flesh. The sounds being made between them were slick and filthy, Nigel kissing Adam as he gasped and moaned, becoming overwhelmed by everything.

"I want you." Adam gasped, finding it hard to do so when Nigel's lips were there to steal his words. He clenched down, ruining Nigel's pacing entirely, his hips stuttering.

"Fuck, baby. You're going to make me come." Nigel laughed hoarsely, reaching between them to start pumping Adam's cock to the time of his thrusts. Tipped over the edge, Adam came with a shout, covering Nigel's hand with his release. Nigel fucked him through it, loving how Adam's spasmed around his cock buried so deep inside him. Much to Nigel's surprise though, Adaam grabbed his hand, licking them clean. The sight of it went straight to Nigel's cock as he watched a clever pink tongue curl itself around his fingertips.

"Fuck!" Nigel panted, the puffs of air interrupted by Adam he pressed a kiss to them, his tongue parting thin lips. Bitter saltiness was shared, Nigel's eyes widening as he realized what Adam had just done. He swallowed it down, feeling Adam's grin against his lips.

"What was that all about?" Nigel asked, wiping the corner of his mouth as Adam licked his own. It had been a messy kiss of semen goodness. Not the best taste in the world, but Nigel had paid to eat more vile things from street carts and food trucks, and he wasn't dead yet so a little man spunk was nothing.

"Did it turn you on?" Adam asked in a tone that suggesting more curtain shopping than rating a kink. "I read online about 'snowballing'. It seemed fairly vanilla enough to try out for our first time. I already know you like hair pulling, but I'm hesitant to explore pain play just yet."

"I'll explore whatever the hell you want."

OoOoO

Adam was riding Nigel in slow lazy motions, the man rising and falling with barely a roll of his hips, sweat sliding down his skin in shining little beads so that he glistened with every movement. Adam was content to draw this out between them, both men pretty well sated and comfortably sore at the moment.

Happy to just watch the show for now, Nigel laid out like a dead man, scrawling across Adam's bed near boneless with smug content as Adam moved above him. The slightly smaller man braced himself up with his hands on Nigel's chest, Adam's fingers digging into his chest hair to tug at it just because he could. Adam liked how it felt between his fingers, when he wasn't touching the Romanian's scars.

Sweat had curled Adam's short hair wild and fluffy while multiple orgasms had left his moist skin flushed with a glow, the lids of his eyes heavy lidded and unfocused. He looked ruined, thoroughly debauched, sore, and used but still lusting for more, his hips grinding down hard enough at times to rub both their skins raw in place. Nigel fucking loved every minute of it. Adam wanted to be touched, and Nigel wanted to be the only one doing all the touching.

"Is this fine, baby?" Nigel asked, placing his hands on Adam's swaying hips, but only as a place to rest them. He let Adam be in total control, unhesitant in his taking as he arched his back. The movements made Nigel's cock slip into deeper, tighter heat. Nigel moaned and cursed in three different languages, wishing that he was ten years younger. He needed to come but while the spirit was willing, the flesh was worn the fuck out.

"You look terrible." Adam told Nigel flatly who retaliated by tightening his grip on slick hips but didn't take it personally. That's just how his angel talked. Pressing down as he thrust purposely upward, Nigel made Adam cry out breathlessly with a sigh of pleasure as he fell forward onto Nigel.

"You're beautiful enough for the both of us." Nigel grinned. Taking advantage of Adam's new position, it was enough to make Nigel roll them, the older man tired of the teasing pace. That and he liked the noises Adam made when he pounded into him fast and loose. Grabbed Adam's wrists to pin them over his head against the mattress, Nigel drove himself into the willing body beneath him, Adam wrapping his legs around Nigel's waist to hook his ankles together. Head tossed back and panting, Adam retaliated by bearing down, making Nigel growl at tight pressure on his dick. Nigel's orgasm was torn from him in a wicked combination of heat, slick, and undulating tightness, Adam shuddered from the sensation of being filled some more.

Pulling out, Nigel quickly found what he was looking for on the bed, fitting the butt plug back into place before another drop could spill out. He admired his handiwork, the slight swell in Adam's lower abdomen, running his hands over it.

"I can't take much more." Adam groaned, the sensation more unfamiliar than unpleasant. He gripped his cock to fumble at the cock ring there that was keeping him unforgivingly hard the last few rounds.

"Sure you can, gorgeous." Nigel purred, kissing the inside of Adam's thigh. "Are you about ready to take that thing off?"

"Yes, but I want to come inside you, with you on your hands and knees." Adam panted, groaned from the ache of it. It had been sweet torture feeling Nigel come over and over again inside of him while his own orgasm was held at bay in limbo. It had been his idea to try out edging though. Nigel had wanted to do marking, but Adam had drawn the line there, not liking how semen felt on his skin. Inside of him was another matter entirely.

"You want me fitted with a plug too?" Nigel said, settling into position, parting his legs further as Adam's settled in between them. He was still slick from before, Adam testing him with two fingers before pressing his head in past the loosened ring of muscle. Sliding all the way inside, Adam kept them both still as he released the cock ring, letting it fall away somewhere on the bed.

"No. That's your kink, not mine. I just like how it feels when I ejaculate deep in you. Whether you keep my semen in you is your prerogative." Adam said, sighing in relief and so much more as he snapped his hips in and out at a near unforgiving pace.

"I love it when you talk dirty." Nigel grunted, bracing himself against the bed the best he could. Adam wasn't holding back anymore, but his cock kept rubbing itself over Nigel's overworked prostate, the man groaning from the overstimulation of it. He was so wrung out his penis didn't even twitch. They were going to have to take a break after this, Nigel finding he was amused by that thought. It took someone like Adam to wear his jaded ass out in bed.

Luckily for them both, it didn't take long, Adam dumping his load deep in Nigel as he gasped and clung to the sheets, holding on for what felt like dear life.

OoOoO

"You want to try what and put what in me? Where the hell did you even get this thing?"

Nigel felt a little fear settle upon him as he peeked into the box. It was a huge toy, the unique fetish dildo molded in a disturbing neon green and purple. They seemed to be going through a list with Adam who was all about the sexual experimentation, with Nigel along for the ride. So far they had both mostly liked everything they had done together. What they didn't like, they simply called a time out and discarded whatever didn't work for them.

"Amazon." Adam shrugged. "I would like you to at least try it, like I experimenting with plugging and cum inflation for you." He gently patted the slight swell of his stomach, making Nigel grin like a wolf and his cock jump in renewed interest. Multiple rounds of Nigel's release remained in Adam at his lover's request, a buttplug keeping it from escaping. "If you don't like it, we will stop and take it off the list."

"I knew there was a list, you sneaky little minx." Nigel grinned, the expression dropping a bit as he considered the toy again. One had to give a little to get a little, and he really liked keeping Adam full like he was. He wanted to be able to explore that kink again at his leisure. "How do you want me?

"On your back with a pillow underneath your pelvis. I want the angle of insertion to be comfortable for you." Adam said, ignoring how Nigel rolled his eyes at him. This was why they didn't roleplay. It had been attempted, but nothing sexy had come of it.

Nigel gasped as the thick tip of it was placed to his rectum, slipping inside him without much resistance. Despite all the mental and physical prep, Nigel still broke out into a cold sweat as Adam worked the unique toy deep inside him. Legs spread wide, Nigel panted and watched that monstrous green length disappear into him until all that was left was the weird end of the toy bottoming out in him. Now that the dildo was where Adam wanted it, he made Nigel turn over so he could be braced up on his hands and knees, Nigel sinking down to arch his back and rest his weight on his forearms. He could feel the toy move inside him, Adam working it in and out in small motions. Whatever the hell the dildo was made out of, it felt real which was doing nothing for Nigel's cock at the moment.

It was also more than thick enough to rub Nigel in all the right places, but Adam was making enough wet sounds behind him to make Nigel shudder, unsure of what he was actually in for. Adam had explained it to him in detail of course, but hearing it explained vs feeling it were two totally different things.

"Are you ready?" Adam asked, Nigel nodding in answer. "Remember, we can stop whenever you want."

"I know, gorgeous." Nigel said, loving the way the Adam stroked his hand up and down his back while the other hand kept working the toy. The first firm gelatin egg was slid into him, the fetish dildo depositing it deep and cool inside Nigel, making him gasp from the unusual sensation. Another one soon followed, and then another too soon, Nigel counting three so far, Adam's hand pressed to the small of his back to keep him place.

"Do you like it?" Adam asked, Nigel shivering under his touch.

"I don't know. I don't dislike it. It feels fucking weird. These things are going to come out, right?" Nigel asked, he realized a little belated. Someone at the hospital was going to have one hell of a story later on if that wasn't the case.

"The eggs are made from pure gelatin. If you don't pass them immediately when we are done, your body heat will break them down into a liquid." Adam said, giving Nigel one of his looks. "Otherwise, I would never insert an object into your rectum unless there was a string attached to it."

"The brains and ass of an angel. You are the entire package, darling." Nigel said, shifting to find that the eggs shifted with him. That was new and somewhat interesting. "You can keep going."

More eggs were loaded into the toy, the dildo undulating as it laid the clutch, moving in Nigel as it did so. The chill from the eggs and sensation of being opened up and kept that way made Nigel clench and unclench his lower muscles to fight off and try to expel the intrusion. It was a futile attempt on his part, a clutch soon beginning to nestle in him with significant weight and bulk now. His movement also made the toy move like it was alive.

Looking between his arms, Nigel would see his lower stomach bulge from their load, the eggs jostled into new places within him as Nigel experimentally tensed and relaxed muscles again. His body tested out this new development, the gelatin eggs cool and malleable, but solid enough to keep their form. Nigel could feel the placement of them in his body, firm and alien as they pressed against the limits of his body. Unable to keep from looking down at himself as he grew fuller and tighter, Nigel panted as he watched his distended belly obscenely bulged out to meet his cock, the tip of it marking it shiny and wet where it hit tight, tanned skin.

"I have three left. Can I put them in you?" Adam said running his hands over taunt, heated, almost feverish skin. He pressed ever so slightly on the place just below Nigel's belly button, but just above his leaking cock, careful not to touch the later. It made Nigel curse at him, the stream of vulgarity that ended in a groan of aroused pain as more precum dribbled out from his tip to mark the bed. The gelatin eggs moved constantly over his prostate, the pressure and motion just not enough to push him over the edge.

"I don't know about that." Nigel muttered, shifting and feeling everything shift with him. He was so full and tight it was making it hard for him to think as he rutted against the bed, needing some relief.

"Sure you can." Adam said, echoing Nigel's earlier words.

"You mouthy little shit," Nigel started to say to be cut off, Adam pressing the head of his cock into him, alongside the toy. It pressed on the eggs, ruptured some of them, the excess leaking out of Nigel and down his legs from the double penetration.

"Is that a 'yes'?" Adam asked, pressing further in, displacing eggs as he went. "I'm going to fuck you after I do, with all this inside you."

"Da. Yes, fucking yes." Nigel said, leaning on his forearms with his bloated belly pressed to the mattress to help alleviate some of weight and pressure. He shuddered as Adam leaned over him, his sudden weight changing everything as he stroked his hands down Nigel's side, pressing in on either side of Nigel's belly. Nigel struggled to keep all them in even as the ruined ones dribbled out by the gap made by Adam's cock along side the dildo, warm now from being inside him too long. The clutch shifted and swished around inside of him with every movement he and Adam made. Pulling out, Adam adjusted the toy, pulling it partway out to make room for the last of it.

Nigel grunted as Adam traced the cool tip of an egg along his spine to make him arch off of the bed, presenting his ass, crying out as it made the eggs move even more within him. Moving behind him, Adam started to complete the oviposition. Soft, inhuman noises escaped Nigel's mouth as yet another egg was laid in him. It hurt so good, the cool movement and the pressure making Nigel lose track of all the thinking again. Nigel whimpered as the dildo was slid out of him completely, giving Adam just enough space to work the last egg in, his fingers acting as a plug to keep it in. It was soon replaced with his cockhead.

"This feels amazing." Adam murmured, sliding his way in through eggs, more of the gelatin already melting so it gushed out with every thrust. The solid rub of cock over his prostate made Nigel empty himself out onto the bed, gasping in relief as Adam fucked him through it. Nigel was going to tell him to hurry up when he realized he was experiencing orgasm again, like on a loop, shouting out as he shot another load.

"What's happening to me?" Nigel panting, starting down at his still hard cock as his body started to go through the rise and fall of pleasure yet again unbidden.

"Your prostate is being milk due to the constant all surrounding pressure from the eggs and the stimulation from me fucking you from this angle. You are having multiple orgasms." Adam helpfully supplied.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," Nigel moaned, coming again, the semen watery and practically clear now. "Baby, I out of ammo. I can't take much more."

"I'm almost…"Adam sighed as he came, enjoying Nigel's pleasure more than his own this round.

"…There."

Adam made a mental note to make more eggs for later.

OoOoO

"I'm here to clean your pipes."

"That's going to be difficult to do since you have no tools with you." Adam pointed out, Nigel leaning in doorway wearing nothing but some jeans with the denim torn out in places and a dirty white tank top.

"You wanted to try roleplay again, and you picked blue collar, darling. Work with me here and use your imagination." Nigel sighed. This was why their last few attempts at this gotten nowhere. One had to be in character in the first place to break it.

"Yes, I understand the concept. My father taught classes about theatre at Julliard and took me often to plays." Adam said "You're not setting the scene for me. I don't believe that you are a plumber or here to fix anything."

"I'm wearing ripped jeans with my ass handing out and a wifebeater. How much more American do you want me to get?" Nigel said, gesturing down to his outfit.

"What does your nationality have to do with your profession?" Adam asked, making Nigel sigh.

"You know what I mean." Nigel tried to get a blank look back tinged around the edges with sadness.

"No. No I really don't." Adam said, his hand starting to flutter by his sides.

"Hey, hey, hey. None of that." Nigel said, catching Adam's hands into his own to press kisses to their palms. "Let's try something else. This isn't working for either of us, but I have an idea. We will move this little party over to my porch instead."

"What do you want me to do?" Adam asked as Nigel led him hand in hand to the other cabin.

"Just hang out here. I'll be right back. I'm going to get into character." Nigel smiled, pressing a quick kiss to Adam's temple.

Adam didn't have to wait long. When Nigel returned, he was dressed in sweat stained slacks, ugly scuffed loafers, and the little dog shirt Adam loved. He wore heavy gold jewelry around his neck and right wrist with his hair loose over his face. A lit cigarette dangled from his mouth, the contours of it held in a sneer. He looked dirty and dangerous for some reason though Adam couldn't place his finger on why.

"I've been looking for you. So you're the cockbite who's lost the money." Nigel said, blowing smoke through his nose. "Do you know what we do here to American tourists who so carelessly lose other people's money?"

"O-ohh. N-no." Adam stammered, picking up on the roleplay story Nigel was laying out for him. He was grateful Nigel had kept it so simple and was being so convincing. "I didn't mean to lose it."

"All you had to do was hand off a fucking suitcase. How fucking hard is that? Even a Disneyland fucking tourist like you should have been able to handle that much." Nigel glowered at him, his steps toward Adam slow and menacing. The closer he came though the wider Adam's eyes got as he was stalked to the railing's edge of the balcony to be pressed up against it. "Do you know what happens now?"

"What if I paid you back?" Adam said, dry swallowing as his mind raced about how he would handle this kind of thing.

"You don't have that kind of money." Nigel snorted, the sound of it ugly and disparaging, gesturing at Adam with his cigarette before taking a long thoughtful drag from it. "But I do."

"What would you have me do?" Adam asked. His chin was caught hold of, Nigel tilting his head to one side and then the other before letting it go.

"You have pretty lips. They would look nice on my cock." Nigel decided, taking another drag from his cigarette before rubbing out the cherry, flicking it away. He grinned at Adam's disapproving look, but they both stayed in character. "You can start there. If you do a good job, I might not charge you any interest."

"But someone might see…" Adam said, looking nervously around them at the whole lot of nothing they lived in. Some raccoons were foraging off in the distance. Adam resisted the urge to leave off this scene to go and watch them.

"So what? You're just another whore now, and they're dime a dozen around here." Nigel said, unzipping his fly to free his dick. A gentle press on Adam's shoulders had him obediently sinking down to his knees.

"Please. I'll do anything but this." Adam said, pulling back the foreskin to reveal a shiny head. He wrapped his lips around it as Nigel's fingers sunk into his curls.

"You don't really have a choice in the matter, and time is ticking away on how benevolent I am feeling. You either let me fuck however I want here and now in front of everyone, or can you'll be truly fucked later, the dead kind of fucked." Nigel grinned down at him. He had been telling the truth. Adam's lips were quite lovely wrapped around his cock like that, bobbing up and down with his hands working the shaft where his mouth couldn't reach.

"Enough." Nigel growled, pulling back out of Adam's reach. His lips was swollen a very fuckable shade of pink, but Nigel had other things in mind. "Turn around and hold onto the railing."

"I can't do that." Adam said as he did just that. Nigel thought he arched so prettily as he slid Adam's pants down his backside just far enough to expose his swollen, stretched hole to the elements.

"Oh but you can. You're in too deep now and I'm the only one who can save you now." Nigel purred, bending down to lightly nip at Adam's ass who looked over his shoulder to glare at Nigel in warning. "What do we have here? A plug? You really are a whore."

"I'm not a whore. I'm a tourist with poor judgement of character and extracurricular activity." Adam corrected, jumping as Nigel parted his butt cheeks wide. He swirled his tongue around the plug before pulling it completely out. Pressing himself in, Nigel held onto Adam from behind as he covered the smaller man's back with his chest. His thrust were slow and deep, Adam bracing himself against the railing to keep them up this way.

"Either way. You need to come like this from my cock alone buried deep in your ass, untouched." Nigel running his hands across Adam's chest until he found his nipples. Pinching and twisting at them, Adam struggled beneath him, shoving back to take in more of his cock and work it in the angle he so desperately needed.

"Please…" Adam begged, trapped between the railing and the weight of Nigel's solid frame. His nipples had pebbled from all the stimulation and become sensitive, swollen from the pinching. The ache of it when straight to his cock, making it throb.

"I thought Americans had a thing for accents. Is mine not sexy enough for you?" Nigel leaned in further over Adam until his lips brushed the back of Adam's ears and his breathing ruffled chocolate curls. The shivering response confirmed that it was sexy enough. "Could you come from just the sound of my voice alone? I'm barely moving in you now and yet you seem almost ready to blow your load in front of all these strangers. Maybe I should call you a slut instead since you're just giving this show away for free."

Adam tipped his head back, unable to answer as he come across the porch, his hips uselessly thrusting back as much as Nigel would let him. Weak with release, Adam crumpled under the weight, Nigel taking over to guide both of them gently down to the ground, still connected. Pulling out long enough to adjust Adam's position, Nigel mounted him from behind, finishing himself off with ease, fucking Adam through the aftershocks. The man beneath him moaned as more was added to what was already there inside of him.

"And now my little whore, you are going to go back to my place just like this. You are going to walk through the streets, with your pussy wet, loose, and ready for me." Nigel said, pulling out to redress Adam as he tried to catch his breathe. His orgasm made the cum seep into his underwear and pants, the spasms forcing most of it out. Gravity did the rest as Nigel helped him off of the ground.

"We should have discussed that last part. I feel gross." Adam groaned, shifting and not enjoying the sensation at all.

"I was in the moment, and you did say you wanted all of that out of you soon." Nigel grinned at the face Adam was making, his nose all scrunched up.

"I can't wear these pants." Adam fussed, stripping down to leave them on Nigel's porch to cross the space between their cabins half naked. Nigel bit his inner cheek to keep from laughing, Adam waddling like a penguin so his sticky inner thighs didn't touch together. "I'm going to take a shower."

"I have a shower." Nigel called after him.

"Use your own to clean up." Adam yelled back. "Be quick about it."

That sounded promising so Nigel did just that.

OoOoO

"Is this good for you, baby? Do I make you feel good?"

"Yes, Nigel."

Adam sighed contently, his back nestled to Nigel's front, their legs so entwined it was hard to tell where they began and ended. Resting nose to curls, Nigel breathed Adam in, his lover keeping their hands close. The two fell asleep in each other's arms almost instantly.

It was a well deserved rest.