On further inspection, it was clear what was going on at the moment. Chris was 69ing him and sucking his cock. Moaning and slurping with glee. Chris's cock was totally hard and on the left side of David's chin. There was the mounting fear rising to the surface of David's face by the second. All the male peaches had the same size. It was a girthy 8 and a half inches erect. On Chris's small body it was very prominent. Especially with his cocky, bratty demeanor. David was also now fully aware of the fact he was covered in orange jizz. It was the pollen and peach juice that he was told about earlier. This was something that he was not expecting, and he was upset. He began to struggle as he exclaimed in surprised. However, he could not dislodge the peach. They were stronger than him and was laying on his chest. The obvious shaking alerted him to David's consciousness and discomfort. Their sucking stopped and he looked over his shoulder. He was smiling and said "It's about time you woke up. I thought you were going to miss the best part." "Get off of me." David snapped at him.
It was not a joke. David did not like the feeling that he was being taken advantage of. Unfortunately, Chris was not getting it. He groaned and said "C'mon already! It's like I said. If we ask you, all you have to do is say yes! We'll take care of it. None of us want to hurt you. It feels good, doesn't it?" he scolded as if David was the petulant child in the situation. He then went back to sucking David's cock. Obviously, David could not tell Chris that a blowjob felt bad. It felt great. Chris obviously knew what he was doing. However, it was still degrading and morally damaging for David. He tried to get Chris off of him, but he was too strong. If anything, the futile struggle under the peach made Chris even more riled up. Clear orange drops of precum started to bead on the head of his cock. That made David panic and struggle more. Something had to give, and it was not going to be Chris. He was sucking away on David with glee. An unwanted tension was building up in David's core. He slapped the peach's ass and yelled "Get off! Stop it right now, Chris! I'm going to cum!" "Do it." was the response.
Punching and hitting him did not work. It only egged the stronger peach on. Trying to hold himself back did not work. He could not compete with all the expert suction that was coming from Chris's mouth. His already bruised and sore hips thrust up as his load worked his way through the pipes and into Chris's mouth. It was much weaker than he thought it would be based on how well Chris was doing. A small spurt or 2 and it was done. David thought there would be more in him. He was spent and feeling both used and cheap. Chris raised his head and licked his lips performatively. "Your seed tastes nice. Maybe next time you can share more with me." he said. David did not say anything. His head was on its side and he was purposely not looking at him. Chris wiggled his hips and pressed his cock against David. The peach said "You can take a turn too if you want. I have lots of pollen to share with you. Juice too if you just want to suck me." "Get off, damn it." he said before a sob rocked through him. That got Chris's attention. "Joe!? What's going on? Why are you crying!?" he asked David.
Quickly, Chris got off of him and spun around. David was crying and sobbing audibly. The peach tried to pull him into a hug to console him, but David struggled. Chris did not know what to do. It was not something that he had ever thought would happen. David would scream, punch and scratch at Chris. It was nearly feral. "Don't you touch me asshole. Go away!" Chris was at a total loss as to what to do. He could obviously overwhelm David and pin his arms together for safety, but even he could tell by now that it was the opposite of what David would want at this point. "David. Please! Let me help you. What's going on?" he asked. David was still trying to push and punch him away. He was beyond talking and there was genuine fear in his eyes. Eventually, Chris had to back off. David was able to relax now that he had his space. With him a small distance away, David had the time to curl up and shiver to himself. Chris looked upset and watched him in silence. David took a good half hour shivering without looking at him once. When he was done, he reached for a towel and wiped himself.
