He, Brøken

I trudge into the backwoods with them, craving the silence of the trails, but our mismatched strides and simmering grudges rip us apart fast. Locked in that filthy hut with him, sweat-slick and raging, he grabs me by the throat on pure impulse—shoves me to my knees, rams his thick cock down my gagging throat, choking me with every savage thrust. No words, just his grunts as he flips me, spits on my hole, and buries himself balls-deep in my ass, pounding mercilessly, splitting me open, turning my screams to broken moans as he floods me with his hot cum. Outside, the third one starts helpless, peering through the cracks, cock hardening as he watches me shatter... then his eyes go cold, resolve hardening into something deadly dangerous. Strength crushes weakness here, choices seal in silence, and in this godforsaken nowhere, the consequences fuck you raw.