[He is tight, and that with the rough pull caused by the lack of lube appeals pleasantly to his masochism. He's not entirely sure Kazuma can fit all the way in, but he's willing to give it a go. And frankly if he were the type to fear pain, or being fucked by strange sadists, he might be too tense to make it happen but since Ticky is neither of those things a little persistence gets the job done.

And he feels stretched between one solid point that is the tree he's breathing against and the others that are a dick in his ass and hands bruising his hips and just that is enough to leave him feeling the need to catch his breath.

But instead he deliberately holds his next breath and squeezes down on Kazuma. Grinds back against him.]