CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The element of love? I had no desire to learn what perverted, horrific idea the demons of hell had when it came to love. But I wouldn't have any choice. I would find out anyway.
"This one's new as well. We'll see if we keep it." The demonic game master's voice had an almost friendly tone. It was clear he spoke to the viewers, not us. Not even indirectly like usual. "It is a variation upon the last room's theme. Truthfully, we just couldn't decide."
The devils on the stalactite screens roared with laughter, barely audible against the disturbing mockery of music that was apparently the gameshow's tune.
"Again the players will have to perform a certain action to fill the glass. Only this time the glass is communal. Love is all about sharing and caring."
I don't think I would have found this funny under any circumstances but it seemed to be exactly the crowd's humor.
"Let's get on with it. No more betting is possible. The game begins now."
Rings pulled down my balls, appearing out of nowhere. The other guys got their own. There was no timer as far as I could tell, but I was sure things would get unpleasant if we simply stood around. Then I noticed the ring get a little heavier. If that kept going it would hurt soon.
Kang seemed to think so as well and guessed the action by kissing me, which amounted to our tongues slapping together and going into each other's mouths for a second. The pillar remained empty. The teen bodybuilder licked down my neck, chest and abs. He even flicked along my shaft quickly.
I stood still, letting him figure things out. But nothing worked. Once he reached my feet he got back up with a frustrated groan.
Igor mumbled to himself. I wasn't sure but I could have sworn he said "Love, love..." apparently pondering the connection between the element and the action. I didn't have much hope. The previous room hadn't had logic either. What did ass licking have to do with fire? It was random torture, not a logic puzzle.
The ball ring was so heavy, I wanted to sit down to keep it from hurting. Pain crept up my stomach. I had a suspicion that our pain receptors were reset with every game or else I would be a lot more used to ball torture by now. The marks from caning and paddling had also vanished quickly. It was an odd magic – making us more comfortable just to make pain hurt more.
Then I realized that sitting down would be pointless. The ring wasn't being pulled by weight – the ring itself pulled away from my body. Lifting my sack redirected the pull forward. There was no way to make it hurt less. My eyes were tearing up.
Igor moaned as if having an epiphany. The huge Russian grabbed Sven – always poor Sven – and turned him around. The slender kid didn't resist anymore, but I could see how much he wanted to run off.
For a few seconds, Igor lubed the boy's ass up with precum, then he shoved his dick in.
There was a strange noise, like a crystal trembling in a tube, unable to fall. That was an oddly specific noise. A hint obviously. We were close, but not quite there yet.
Igor shrugged and shoved his dick in. Sven screamed like he was getting murdered, but calmed down when Igor held still. Good, he wasn't getting split inside. Perhaps the magic took care of that, too. He just hated being impaled and powerless. I would have done something but I didn't want to trade places with him.
The massive bodybuilder's dick was all the way inside Sven. This simply wasn't anatomically possible. The dick was as long as two thirds of the Russian's leg and a thick as his forearm. It had to go all the way into his stomach – or even his chest.
The moment Igor's hips touched Sven's ass, a crystal dropped into the glass pillar. The man pulled out a little and slammed back in. Another crystal. So that's what love meant.
Igor fucked the boy properly, holding his hands behind his back. I could see the dick pocking Sven's insides, its outline pressing through the boy's white skin. It was indeed all the way in his chest. As I thought – anatomically impossible sex.
Unfortunately it was too slow. My balls were ready to leave my body and I couldn't take it anymore. But what could I do? Sven certainly didn't have room for another dick.
Kang sighed and turned around. He bent over a little bit to present his ass to me. He must have been feeling the ball ring pressure even more than me. Or perhaps that was his alleged `bi-curiosity' coming through.
I did my best to lube his hole with my precum and pushed in. The boy screamed but I held his hips steady. He was unbelievably tight. I felt like getting milked. I pressed on regardless of concern for the boy and soon my hips met his.
It felt amazing. Having a much bigger penis buried all the way inside the body – the whole body – of someone else was heavenly.
I started slamming. Double the amount of crystals rained into the tube. The sex got me over the ball stretching pain. Sven and Kang were probably having a lot less fun than Igor and me but there was nothing to be done about it.
We fucked on until the pillar filled which happened almost disappointingly quickly. By then my balls were hanging farther down my body than should have been possible. By all means they should have torn off long ago. I would have felt grateful for the vital magic if it didn't come from the same people who kept tormenting us.
The scaly gate opened and our ball rings vanished. Igor kept fucking even as Sven tried to pull away and struggled more and more against the grip.
I pulled out, seeing Kang's ass close itself, tightening unnaturally fast. I hadn't cum and it seemed that Igor hadn't either. After a minute of pointlessly banging Sven, he let go, disappointed.
Finally, we emerged into the good old cathedral-cavern. Oh, how I had missed it.
"Here are the results. Congratulations to all those who bet right."
There was a much greater amount of runes than normal. I really had wanted to know how well I had done and what the fuck they had been betting on exactly. It was disappointing but I'd never know, it seemed.
"The overall winner of the Element Run is... team red's Nathan. Please validate all tokens before the next round."
Wait what? How did I do that? I tried to think back but couldn't come up with an explanation for why I had performed better than the others.
I was, however, grateful to have won when the three man who weren't me got forced into the waiting position again. I was free to move and decided to lay down and try to relax my joints and muscles. The floor was hard but I almost fell asleep anyway. After a few minutes, the music gained volume and the next round began.