Chapter 5: Climax Part 2
As the evening approached, the golden light of the setting sun streamed into Beast Boy's room, casting elongated shadows on the brown sheets that still lay in a tangled mess on the bed. The plants native to Bialya that adorned the nightstand seemed to sway gently in the breeze that drifted through the room, as if sharing in the post-coital languor of the two lovers.
Beast Boy lay sprawled on his stomach, his muscular build a testament to his shape-shifting abilities.
The fur-like texture of his skin shimmered as the remnants of afternoon sunlight filtered through the window, casting him in an ethereal glow. As he shifted in place, the brown sheets underneath him twisted and molded around his form.
Beast Boy breathed deep, savoring the musky scent of lovemaking that lingered in the air.
Inhaling, then exhaling slowly, he felt his body relaxing into semi-awake state—his senses heightened and his mind focused on the man beside him.
Trent.
The thought of the god's name alone sent a shudder down Beast Boy's spine.
He could feel the erection pressing against his inner thigh, the flesh swollen from their earlier encounters and now begging for more.
It was amazing how much he wanted Trent, but he tried to push that urge aside, focusing on the deep, even breaths of his lover.
Their bodies moved as one, Trent pulling Beast Boy closer and closer, their chests pressed together, nipples grazing against each other as Trent's arm kept the younger boy tightly entwined. They had just finished a session of raw sex that left them fulfilled and sated, and yet they found themselves wanting more.
Trent's fingers lightly traced the lines of Beast Boy's muscular back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. The younger boy let out a low, contented moan, shifting his hips ever so slightly, a devilish glint in his eyes as he did so.
"I can't get enough of you," Beast Boy murmured, his voice hoarse from the previous act.
Trent didn't respond immediately.
Instead, he let his fingertips continue their lazy exploration of Beast Boy's body. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, his fingers trailed downward until they reached the curve of the younger boy's ass. He squeezed gently, earning another low moan from Beast Boy.
"You're not the only one," Trent finally said, his voice low and husky with desire. He shifted his hips slightly, pressing his erection against Beast Boy's ass, letting him feel just how much he wanted him.
"You're driving me crazy," Trent whispered, his mouth close to Beast Boy's ear.
Beast Boy chuckled softly, nuzzling against Trent's neck. "That's the plan," he said, his voice teasing and playful.
Trent growled low in his throat, his fingers digging into Beast Boy's ass.
The sound of skin against skin filled the air as he ground his hips against the younger boy, his cock throbbing insistently.
Beast Boy groaned, his own cock hardening in response to Trent's touch. He bit his lip, a shiver of pleasure running down his spine as Trent's hands explored his body.
"Fuck, Trent," he breathed, his voice heavy with desire.
Trent smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
He shifted his hips, grinding his rock-hard cock against the softness of Beast Boy's ass. He could feel the heat emanating from the younger boy's body, knew how badly he wanted him.
"Fuck, Beast Boy," Trent growled. "You're so fucking hot."
He trailed his fingers up the younger boy's spine, eliciting another shiver of pleasure from him. Beast Boy arched his back, pushing his ass further into Trent's groin.
He could feel Trent's hard cock, hot and heavy against him. He wanted nothing more than to feel Trent inside him, to feel him take him rough and raw.
Trent's grip on Beast Boy's hips tightened as he positioned himself behind the green-skinned superhero. He leaned forward, whispering huskily in Beast Boy's ear, "You want me to fuck you, don't you?"
Beast Boy nodded, unable to find his voice.
He reached back and spread his cheeks, exposing himself to Trent.
"Please," he whispered, his voice wavering with desire.
The younger boy's skin glistened in the golden light of the setting sun, a sheen of sweat coating his muscular back and ass.
"Not yet." Trent said, earning a shocked expression from Gar.
“What?” He asked, his tone betraying his slight embarrassment.
He stared down at Gar's exposed slick entrance, feeling his own cock throb in response.
Slowly, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the puckered skin, feeling Gar's body tremble beneath him.
"Trent," Gar whispered, his voice a hoarse moan.
Trent smirked and looked up, meeting Gar's gaze.
"Yeah?" He asked, his breath warm against Gar's skin.
"Don't tease me," Gar begged, his voice quivering with anticipation.
Trent laid another kiss on Gar's belly button. "You were magnificent as a tiger, I really enjoyed the sex."
Gar blushed at the mention of their previous round of lovemaking. "I wasn't sure if you'd agree to it Trent, you truly are a god to have taken that cock." Beast Boy instigated.
"Oh, you have no idea how godly I am." Trent said. "I could show you, if you think you can take it?" Trent's words hang heavily in the air, his voice dripping with challenge.
Beast Boy didn't know what to expect. He had already been fucked, repeatedly, by his lover's godly strength and stamina. He couldn't help but feel a little nervousness with his excitement.
The thought of what Trent had in mind made his heart race and set his skin tingling. "You're making me so hot." Beast Boy murmured, his voice unsteady as his mind raced with thoughts of the powerful warrior before him.
Trent gave a dark, mischievous smile as he stood up, revealing his full glory to the green-skinned superhero beneath him. "I told you, I'm a god." He said, spreading his arms wide as if to prove his point.
Beast Boy stared in awe as his lover's body began to change. His muscles rippled and bulged, his skin hardening and taking on a scaly texture. Wings sprouted from his back, their span easily twice that of his human form. A tail whipped back and forth behind him, its barbs glistening in the dying light.
Beast Boy couldn't believe his eyes as Trent grew larger and more monstrous before him. His face elongated into a sort of snout, his eyes becoming slits as they glowed with an otherworldly fire.
He looked like a dragon-humanoid hybrid, awe-inspiring creature out of myth and legend. To Beast Boy, he was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Trent's cock had grown in size and girth, matching his new form. The sight of it made Beast Boy's mouth water with anticipation and a shiver of fear. It was so big, so intimidating, but he wanted it. He wanted Trent to claim him, to make him his.
"Trent, please," Beast Boy begged, spreading his legs wide to reveal his wet hole.
Trent's hungry gaze swept over Beast Boy's exposed entrance, licking his lips in anticipation.
"You asked for it," he growled, his voice deep and guttural. "But first, won't be needing these." Trent said as he put away his wings, now a dragon-humanoid. He brought his dragon-like snout down to Gar's taint.
The green-skinned superhero couldn't help but moan as Trent licked him from his balls up to his hole, causing the sensitive skin to tingle. Trent let his tongue dart out, teasingly tracing the puckered skin before diving in without warning.
"Fuck! Oh, god. Yes!" Gar shouted, unable to contain his pleasure. It was like nothing he had ever felt before; the sensation of Trent's reptilian tongue filling him up was so intense it nearly hurt, but it was a pain he gladly welcomed.
He gripped the sheets beneath him as Trent explored him with a level of skill and knowledge that could only come from centuries of experience.
Trent's dragon-humanoid form was an arresting sight; his body was a beautiful blend of hard edges and smooth curves, covered in a layer of gray and magenta scales that shimmered in the light. His wings , that Beast Boy thought were folded behind him, were seemingly magically not there. Gar wondered if Trent could morph his body to make himself look however he wanted, but he didn't have much mental capacity to think on it. He was too caught up in the sensation of Trent's tongue inside him, exploring every inch of him.
It was like nothing he had ever felt before and he couldn't help but moan, letting the pleasure consume him.
Trent didn't waste any time, his tongue snaked deeper into Beast Boy's entrance. The green-skinned superhero arched his back in pleasure, unable to contain the moans that escaped his lips.
Trent growled in satisfaction, his tongue flicking and teasing Beast Boy's prostate. The younger boy's hips bucked as pleasure shot through him, unintelligible words pouring from his mouth.
Trent grinned wickedly, his hot breath fanning over Beast Boy's wet entrance as his tongue continued its relentless assault.
Beast Boy's balls drew up tight against his body, a sure sign that he was about to come undone.
Trent could feel the younger boy's muscles tighten and release, his whole body trembling as he rode the wave of ecstasy.
Just when Beast Boy thought he couldn't take it any longer, Trent pulled away, leaving him bereft and panting for more.
"Beg for it," Trent commanded, a wicked glint in his eye.
Beast Boy's response was immediate, "Please, Trent, I need you inside me. I can't wait any longer."
To his dismay, Trent got off and got on the floor, crossing his legs as he got there. He smiled, looked at Gar, and simply patted his lap.
Gar looked puzzled for a moment, but then he understood. He crawled off the bed and onto the floor, positioning himself between Trent's legs. The dragon-humanoid looked down at him, that same devilish smile on his lips.
"You want me this way?" Gar asked, a bit surprised, but excited at the sight of this powerful creature wanting to take him like this.
Trent nodded, running his fingers through Gar's hair in a gentle manner. "I want to feel every inch of you, every inch of me," he responded.
Trent reached down and gripped Gar's hips, turning him around and lifting him up easily to position Gar's back against his chest, and Gar's entrance above his thick, throbbing cock.
Trent put one hand around Gar's chest, and another on his leg to open him up.
Gar prepared himself and put one arm around Trent's on his chest for support, the other wrapping around Trent's large, muscly neck. Gar let out a gasp as he felt Trent's cock pressing against his entrance. He was so big, but Gar wanted him so badly that he couldn't wait any longer.
Sensing his uncertainty, Trent placed a kiss to the top of Gar's head.
"I'm sure you can." Trent said in a smooth, low voice.
"Are you sure, sir?" Gar asked in a shaky, anticipation filled voice.
Trent didn't waste any time, he pushed forward, burying himself deep inside Gar's entrance.
Gar cried out in pleasure and pain as Trent filled him up completely, his cock stretching and filling him to the brim.
The feeling of being completely filled was overwhelming and he took a few moments to adjust. Trent wrapped his arms around Gar's chest, holding him steady as he started to move his hips, thrusting in and out of him.
"Oh, fuck, Trent. You feel so good inside me," Gar moaned, his voice hoarse as he struggled to keep up with the fiery god's rhythm.
Trent chuckled, his voice a low rumble in Gar's ear as he continued to thrust in and out of him. "I told you, I'm a god.
I don't come easily," Trent grins, his dragon teeth gleaming in the dim light.
Beast Boy groans, the urgency of his need clawing at him like a wild animal. "Fuck, Trent, please. I need more of you," he begs.
Trent thrusted more urgently, his dragon cock slamming into Beast Boy's prostate with such a powerful stroke. Looking down, Beast Boy could see his stomach bulge at the enormous monster that was penetrating his ass. "AAAAH!!" he shouted in shock and ecstasy.
"Did you see it?" Trent asked with a grin.
He pounded harder, his cock pistoning in and out of Beast Boy's stretched entrance. Beast Boy howled, a mix of pleasure and pain, clutching at the bedsheets as Trent claimed him in every sense of the word.
"Trent!" Beast Boy shouted, his voice a mix of frustration and desperation as he rocked on Trent's still-enormous cock.
Trent was merciless, plunging the green skinned superhero onto his cock repeatedly.
Each thrust is harder than the last, striking Gar's prostate with pinpoint precision. Their bodies slap together with the intensity of their lovemaking, sweat pouring down their skin in streams. Beast Boy hung onto dear life, his hands gripping the sheets so tightly his knuckles were turning white, his legs hugging Trent's waist as he took the dragon-humanoid's thick cock.
"I didn't hear you answer me, do you see it?" Trent pressured, biting down on the younger boy's neck.
"Mnn-Hnn!" Beast Boy groaned out, moaning out at the bite on his neck.
The pain was delicious, only making the pleasure of Trent's cock inside him more intense. The feeling of every inch of Trent filling him up was indescribable and it was what drove him to the brink, again and again.
"Yes, fuck. I see it." Beast Boy finally relents, giving in to Trent's question from earlier.
His ass is stretched beyond belief, but all he can think about is the burning need to be filled, this ache that Trent alone could quench.
Taking initiative from when Gar called him sir, Trent continued the dominant talk to his lover, expecting it to turn the younger boy on even more.
"Do you like it? Your really are a bad boy." Trent said with a slyness to his voice.
"Admit it, you love every inch of this cock deep in your hole."
Beast Boy could feel the pressure building inside him, his cock twitching and leaking as Trent continued to thrust into him. He was so lost in the pleasure of being filled by the god of war that he didn't even notice the sweat dripping down his face, or the way his muscles tensed and released as he struggled to take every inch of Trent's cock.
"Trent, please." Beast Boy begged, his voice hoarse with desire.
"I heard you call me sir earlier, I demand respect always...my little mortal." Trent teased playfully.
"S-sir...please." Beast Boy moaned, enjoying the playful banter but not sure how much more he could take.
He was hanging on by a thread, his body trembling with pleasure as Trent filled him up with every thrust. Trent's grip on him was tight and possessive, his fingers digging into Beast Boy's hips as he drove himself deeper and deeper into the younger boy.
"Please, Trent," Beast Boy whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please, I need to come."
Trent chuckled darkly, his breath hot against Beast Boy's ear.
"You want to come, huh?" He asked, his voice dripping with power and dominance.
Beast Boy nodded frantically, unable to find words as his mind was consumed by the overwhelming pleasure Trent was giving him.
"Beg for it." Trent commanded, his grip on Beast Boy tightening painfully.
"Please, sir. I need to come. I need you to make me come." Beast Boy moaned, his voice hoarse with desire.
Trent chuckled and placed another kiss on Gar's head. "Because you asked nicely." he said.
Trent's grip on Beast Boy tightened, pulling him back onto his cock even harder. With one hand, he reached around and grabbed Beast Boy's leaking shaft, pumping it in time with his thrusts. The dual sensation of Trent's cock filling him up and the feel of Trent's hand on his rock-hard erection sent Beast Boy over the edge. He screamed out Trent's name, his cum spilling out and covering Trent's hand.
He felt like he was going to pass out from the intensity of his orgasm, but Trent wasn't done with him yet.
Trent thrust into him, his cock twitching and throbbing as he reached his own peak.
"Trent," Beast Boy whimpered, his body still trembling from the force of his own orgasm.
Trent groaned, his hips slamming into Beast Boy one last time as he filled him up completely. His cock twitched inside of Beast Boy, spilling every last drop of his seed deep inside of him.
The intensity of Trent's orgasm and the feeling of his semen filling his ass was enough to make Beast Boy's muscles tighten and clench around Trent's still-throbbing cock.
Trent groaned in pleasure, his hands now possessively resting on Beast Boy's hips as he slowly withdrew from the younger boy. Beast Boy let out a low whine, his body aching for more. He loved the way Trent dominated him, the way he made him feel so completely owned and full. He could see his stomach still bulged, Trent's cock being replaced with the large load of semen he injected him with.
He had never experienced anything like it before, and now he couldn't imagine his life without it.
Trent wrapped his arms around Beast Boy's sweaty body, pulling him close and holding him tight.
"You're mine, Beast Boy," Trent growled into his ear, his hot breath sending shivers down Beast Boy's spine.
"And I'm never going to let you forget it." Trent whispered, his voice husky and full of desire.
Beast Boy let out a low, contented sigh as Trent's arms tightened around him.
"I wouldn't want you to," Beast Boy replied, his own voice quiet and raw with emotion. It seemed hard for him to form words.
Trent pressed a kiss to the top of Beast Boy's head, his lips lingering for a moment before pulling away.
"Now, aren't you glad I showed you my true form?" Trent smirked, his voice low and seductive.
He loved claiming Beast Boy, taking him to the brink and back, watching as the younger boy succumbed to his pleasure. "Mmm, I can definitely say you won't be forgetting that anytime soon." He added with a chuckle.
Beast Boy whined softly, his voice still shaky from his orgasm. His body was still trembling, aftershocks of pleasure coursing through him at the thought of Trent's cock buried deep inside of him.
He couldn't believe what had just happened, how Trent had shown him a whole new world of pleasure and pain, desire and dominance.
Beast Boy shifted in Trent's arms, feeling the soreness in his muscles, the tenderness of his entry. Yet even through the aftermath of their lovemaking, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of satisfaction, a feeling of contentment that he had never experienced before.
"You're amazing, Trent," Beast Boy murmured, his head resting on the dragon-humanoid's chest.
Trent chuckled, running his fingers through Beast Boy's hair. "I know," he said, his voice smug and self-assured.
Beast Boy couldn't help but smile at Trent's arrogance. It was just one of the many things that he loved about him. He sighed contentedly, his body still tingling with pleasure.
"I can't believe you're a god," Beast Boy said, looking up at Trent with admiration in his eyes.
Trent shrugged, his muscles rippling beneath his scales.
Trent morphed back into his still godly human form, and picked Gar up to head to the showers. They smelled awful, and the team was coming back tomorrow.
The pair looked at each other, both aware of the mess they had made. Trent chuckled, looking down at the soaked sheets that used to be brown.
"Looks like we made a mess," he said, smirking.
Beast Boy blushed, looking at the sheets in dismay.
"Guess I'll need to clean that up later," he replied, groaning.
Trent chuckled, pulling the younger boy into a tight hug, careful not to spill the semen out of Gar's stretched ass.
"Don't worry about that now," he said, his voice soothing. "Let's focus on cleaning you up first." Trent said, carrying Beast Boy towards the bathroom. "And then we can worry about the sheets."
Beast Boy nodded, leaning heavily against Trent as they made their way to the shower. His body still tingled with pleasure and he could feel Trent's seed slowly leaking out of him. It was a strange but oddly comforting feeling, knowing that Trent had marked him in such a way.
As they stepped into the shower, Beast Boy let out a content sigh as the warm water washed over his tired and satisfied body.
Trent's arms were still wrapped around him, holding him close as they stood under the steady stream. Trent's hands roamed over Gar's wet skin, leaving a trail of soap in their wake.
"I love you, Beast Boy," Trent murmured, his voice soft and sincere.
Beast Boy's heart stuttered in his chest at the words, his body tensing as he looked up at Trent.
"What?" He asked, his voice barely a whisper.
"I love you too, Trent." Beast Boy replied, his voice just as soft as he leaned into the embrace.
They stayed like that for a long moment, their bodies entwined as the water washed away the remnants of their lovemaking. Trent's semen slipped out of Beast Boy's stretched entrance, joining the steady stream of water that flowed down the drain.
Trent's fingers traced tenderly over Beast Boy's skin, as if trying to memorize every curve and line of his body.
His touch was gentle, almost reverent, and Beast Boy couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through him at the gesture. He whispered, leaning into the embrace.
The words hung heavy in the air between them, a testament to the depth of their feelings for each other.
Trent's grip around Beast Boy tightened, pulling him even closer as he pressed a tender kiss to the top of his head.
The younger boy sighed contentedly, his body sinking into the embrace like a puzzle piece finally fitting into its place.
Trent's touch was a comforting balm to Beast Boy's soul, and in that moment, all the complexities of their friendship and the aftermath of their passionate encounter faded away into obscurity. All that mattered was the love between them, strong and unwavering.
It was a love that transcended the ages, the gods, and even the physical forms they took. It was a love that was pure, passionate, and all- consuming. And it was a love that would face many challenges in the days and weeks to come, but a love that would be worth every battle they would have to fight for it.
"So, are we going to tell the team about us?" Beast Boy asked, his voice hesitant as he looked up at Trent, who was still holding him in the shower.
Trent sighed, his fingers pausing in their movements on Beast Boy's skin. "I don't know," he said, his voice quiet and thoughtful. "But we have time to think about it."