“However much you want.”
Ugh, not helpful. Reluctantly, I twisted off the cap and turned the bottle upside-down, spilling the foamy, sticky fluid onto his palm. It felt like I was making him dirty…and it was kind of hot.
Once I had created a small puddle, he rolled it down his fingers and mused, “Hey, it’s not freezing cold for once.” Weird to think we could feel the changing of the seasons through our sex lube. “Here.”
“Aah…”
His wet hand returned to my rear, massaging my tiny hole. “See? It’s wetter than before.”
“I wouldn’t…know…!” When I had sex with Ushio, all I ever noticed was the heat. “Nnng…!”
I held my breath and wrapped my arms around his neck. There was now a finger—well, half of one—inside me. But my depths hadn’t yet awakened to the pleasure, and the gentle rubbing made a wet, sticky sound. My skin tingled with anticipation for what was yet to come, but without any other foreplay, it kind of just felt like an unwelcome foreign presence in my ass. Frankly, I could never remember how I got any pleasure out of this.
“Kei.” He gave me a look, and we kissed lightly, over and over. Over time, I could feel our lips softening against each other.
“Mm…aah…” As he appeased my upper orifice, the discomfort below melted away like candy. “Mmmh…”
The moment I thought he was done kissing me, he stuffed his tongue straight into my mouth. Then I realized its motions were mimicking those of his finger, and my ears burned red. He was penetrating me in two holes—slightly, then more deeply. The root of my tongue was going numb, and something beyond his finger’s reach was starting to ache.
The lube was now fully warmed to our heat. What if all the sex made me too stupid to go back to work on Monday? Every time he nibbled the tip of my tongue, I could feel my lust dribbling out like juice from an orange.
“Hah… Mmph…” The fingers stroked me from the outside in, and it was both hot and a little alarming. “Aah, aah, gah!”
His finger pressed down hard on the lump of pleasure embedded in my body and my back arched, like a cat trying to wriggle free of its owner’s grasp. But what I wanted was quite the opposite—I wanted him to keep going. He put one arm around my waist and pulled me close, granting my wish.
“Mmmn, aaahh, aah…!”
An invisible conducting wire lit up with sparks, causing my untouched genitals to swell. With two fingers now inside, my insides had forgotten all pretense of stiffness. Why hadn’t it felt this good at the start? I could no longer remember.
“AAH!”
The harder he rubbed, the more I could feel my spine undulating. At this point, I was struggling to support my own body weight, and my kneeling gradually shifted to sitting—sending his fingers even deeper into me. Reflexively, I threw my head back.
“Enough! No more…touching…”
“What, you want to stop?” he asked, despite knowing exactly what I meant.
“No—aah, aah, gah!”
The intense stimulation made me writhe, all the way to my fingertips. Now that my hips had lowered, Ushio’s face was inches from mine at nearly the same eye level; I looked away in shame, knowing my everything was on full display. As usual, he saved his sweetest smiles for moments like this. As much as I wanted to look at him, I didn’t dare.
“Look at me.”
“I can’t, stupid!”
“Don’t worry. I’m shy about it, too.”
“You’re a liar!”
“It’s the truth!”
“Aaahh, gah…!”
The excess lube made raunchy squelching sounds as he tested my hole’s obedience. I could feel his scorching breath against my eyelids, threatening to singe my eyelashes.
“Y’know,” he whispered hotly, “you’ve got a pretty face.”
“Changed your tune?” You just called me ugly like a minute ago!
“It was my honest opinion at the time…and I’m still being honest now.” I wasn’t sure if this was something to be happy about. “You’re a real enigma sometimes.”
Pot, meet kettle! How in the world did he accept my obnoxious personality as “entertaining”? He touched my deepest parts and changed me for the better, both figuratively and literally. Who was Ushio, really? Something told me I’d never find the answer until the day I died…but I didn’t really need one.
“Kei, lift your hips.”
I pushed myself up onto my knees again, and he pulled my pants and underwear down. My exposed cock was now standing at full mast, veins throbbing from the pleasure of the fingers leaving my rectum. Likewise, he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his own engorged member.
“Okay, now sit back down. I’m putting it in.”
“Nnng…”
“Easy does it, now.”
The same fingers who ravaged my insides now helped to spread the hole wide for penetration. But when his tip touched my entrance, the heat and rigidity intimidated me, especially in this unfamiliar position.
“Wait, no, I’m scared…!”
“It’s okay. It’s the same thing we always do.”
“No!”
“It’s not going to hurt.”
He gave my dick a little stroke, and when the tension drained away, my legs promptly folded. He dug into me, his length and girth far bigger than any fingers.
“Aaahh…!”
“Your ass feels so good. Let me go all the way.”
“Aah, aah, aah!”
The sweat on the backs of my knees should have felt gross, but whenever I had sex with Ushio, I stopped caring about anything wet or slimy or sticky. It felt like these fleeting moments of getting dirty helped cleanse my naked heart. Countless layers of masks, peeled off one by one.
“Aaahh, aah… Ushio…!”
“Ahhh, there, it’s in. Doesn’t that feel good?”
“Yeah…!”
He rubbed my tailbone, drawing my attention to the intruding presence. With his dick now fully in my ass, we pounced on each other, kissing. Our flames of lust fused together, burning sky-high.
“Mmmn, aah…!”
“Not scared anymore?” He pulled my arms from around his neck and guided them to the wall.
“Wha…?”
“Go on, fuck it yourself.”
“No!”
“Why not?”
“It’s…too much effort…”
“Don’t be a dead fish in bed.”
“But…!” You’re the one making me go limp!
“Go on.” He wiggled his pelvis, penetrating me deeper than usual, making pleasure flare up inside me.
“No… Aaahh…!”
“Start moving, Kei.”
Goddamn it, you think I’m going to follow your every order? Because you’re right, dumbass! “Nnnnn…nngh…”
Clinging to the rough texture of the wall, I slowly raised my hips. As he slid smoothly out of me, it felt like I was losing him, and it was torture. Then, exhaling, I lowered back down and felt him fill me all over again. The sensual pleasure set all the hair on my body on end.
“Aah… Aaahh…!” I couldn’t move much more than a wiggle, but the quick pace made it feel like a series of bullets to the prostate. My cock swelled with lust. “Aaahh…!”
As I hit my own weak spot, I reflexively pulled my hands away from the wall, but Ushio grabbed my wrists and pushed them back. “Stay there.”
“Why…?”
“It’s a special kind of wall-slam, just for me.”
In what world is this a “wall-slam”?
“Because I don’t enjoy the thought of you flirting with all your thousands of viewers, even if it is just for work.”
“Dumbass… Seriously, I can’t do this…”
“Liar. You’re bouncing on my dick just fine.”
“I don’t—want to—!”
“Kei.”
“You do it! I…I wanna hold you!”
Our foreheads accidentally slammed together. “Ow,” Ushiro grunted. “Ugh, man… Just when I thought you were gonna kill my boner, you actually said something slick.”
“Unlike you, I’m not a liar…!”
“I know.”
Don’t you grin at me like that! You’re supposed to argue back!
“Aaahh…!” The hand at my waist pushed me down hard onto his cock, then hoisted me up again. “Aah, aah, oh, god! Aaahh…!”
He fucked me harder and deeper than I could ever achieve on my own, and in moments, my fully swollen member reached its climax.
“Nnngh! Aah, aah, wait, no!”
“Not happening,” he spat back coldly as he started an aggressive rhythm.
“Aaahh, aah, gah, aaahh, aah…!”
The pleasure was painfully intense right after an orgasm, but the penetration was quickly building me up to a second round. My walls were sucking on him like a popsicle.
“Aaahh…!”
“On second thought, this position is too hard. It’s annoying.” After a round of hard pounding, Ushio leaned forward and pushed me backward, down onto the bed sheets, all without pulling out.
“Gah…!” As our position shifted, the girth inside me dug into my walls. “Nnn…aah!”
He was now fucking me so hard, he made my hips bounce. My walls were glued to his dick as he gouged out my prostate.
“Aah—oh, god, I’m gonna fall!”
The bed was only so wide, and now my head was hanging over the side. Sexual pleasure was dominating my body so completely, it felt as though I was having an out-of-body experience, falling headfirst endlessly through time and space. When I clutched at his biceps, he yanked my torso up toward his neck.
“You said you wanted to hold me, right?”
“Yeah…!”
I clung to him like my life depended on it as he filled my every crevice, waiting for his hunger to be sated at last. He embraced me, too, as he pierced my bowels.
“Aah, aaahh, aah…!”
“Nnng…!”
And so we held each other tight, like two statues, until our racing heartbeats slowed once more.