“Aah, aaahh—Ushio, I’m…gonna…!”
“Cum?”
“Yeah…!”
Though there were times that he would, despite being the source of my affliction, sit back and make me work for my orgasm, this was thankfully not one of those times. Tonight, he used his hand and mouth to help me right along.
“Aaahh, aah…!”
The pulse of sweet relief may have emptied my balls, but it was not enough to purge my desire entirely. In the hollow of the space between my cheeks lurked a pale starfish that only Ushio would ever see; as he licked and sucked at me, my dick swelled before I even realized I was horny again.
“Aah, gah, it’s back—”
“Your erection?”
“Aah! Yeah! Nnn…!”
Despite having only just climaxed, my lust sloped smoothly upward, and while I wrestled with the shame of it, my ascent quickened. His deft hand jostled me along.
“God… Aaahh…!”
There was no stopping my body’s physiological reaction to the licking and stroking. The hole at my engorged tip was really little more than a slit; when he spread it with his fingers, there wasn’t much to see, save for a translucent droplet that rose up to greet him. Every time he licked it away, another would take its place, and gradually, the fluid grew thicker and stickier.
“Aah!”
As he lay buried between my legs, he suddenly grabbed them and shoved them up toward my chest. Then, with my rear exposed, he reached a hand down.
“Nnng…!”
Tracing over the short hop of my perineum, he found my twitching orifice, which was already soft after soaking in his saliva. It hungrily consumed the first joint of his finger, and meanwhile, my cock was begging for seconds.
“Aah! Aah, aah…!”
As he stroked the sides of my incandescent length with his fingers, he ran his tongue back and forth along the raphe on the underside. So much for a refractory period—I was already approaching climax again. He traced his lips over the rim of my head, drawing my attention to it, then slid his tongue into my rear.
“…Gah!”
The feeling of a soft mass wriggling inside me made all the hair on my body stand on end and the blood in my veins run cold. It worked in tandem with his firm finger, spreading the opening.
“No… Ushio…stop that…”
“No.” Rejecting my rejection, he used the lubrication of his saliva to add a second finger, burying it in deep.
“Stop…!”
“I said I’m gonna fuck you to my heart’s content, remember?”
“But… I…I never gave you permission…”
“I don’t need it.” His tone was so sharp, I half-thought he was angry. “With you, I’m allowed to do whatever I want. You know that.”
For some reason, this delighted me.
“Aah, aaahh…!”
My walls, having learned to welcome visitors, ceased all pretense of resistance. Pleasure radiated from the sweet spot at the end of the tunnel, and a different sort of arousal swirled in my loins. It felt like I was pregnant with a typhoon…and Ushio was fingering the eye of the storm.
“Gghh…aaahhh…!”
At about 80 percent, my cock erupted as if this whole thing was one long, drawn-out orgasm. The semen that splattered on my chest cooled quickly, but the fire of my lust only burned hotter. He waited for me to go limp before teasing my inner walls again, making me twitch and pucker even more wantonly.
“It looks practically inflamed,” he commented as he licked the sensitive, swollen rim. “Does it feel hot?”
“Aah… No… I’m scared…!”
“Of what?”
“I don’t wanna cum again… I’m scared, Ushio…!”
Scared that my body had a mind of its own—that I’d never be in control again.
“I know.”
I was being totally serious, yet he kept right on ravaging my weak spot. “Nngghh! Seriously, stop…!”
“No, you’re the one who needs to stop.” He sat upright and grabbed both of my legs. “I’m gonna make sure you never forget me again, no matter what.”
“Aaahh…!” As he pressed his hard tip to my entrance, my walls slowly stretched to encompass him. “Aah! Aaahh! Aah…!”
I could feel every inch of him clearly—his heat, his rigidity, his desire and carnality. I writhed, fearful of the intruding presence.
“Aaahh…aah…gah… It’s too tight…!”
“Don’t steal my line, dumbass.”
Once he’d buried it to the hilt, his erection pulsed and began to ravage my deepest depths.
“Aaahh…ghh… Nnngg!”
Again and again, he impaled me with a cock that was so unwaveringly hard, it was impossible to imagine him ever flaccid. As our hips slapped together, the intense yet painless pleasure threatened not to preserve the memory, but to wipe the whole slate clean. At first he slammed into me while tickling the backs of my knees, but then he dropped my legs and put both hands right above my shoulders.
“Hold your legs up for me.”
“I don’t…want to…”
“Do it. Now.”
Maybe if he’d asked prior to penetration, I could’ve. But right now, my hands were too limp to achieve much more than a few new wrinkles in the bedsheets.
“I can’t get it in all the way.”
“Aah, wait, don’t…!”
He pinned my wrists, preventing me from sliding with the motions as he pounded my hole, ensuring no escape from the steady pleasure. Feebly, I clawed at the backs of my legs, assuming a position that gave him a full view of our intercourse.
“Aaahh…!”
Instantly, his cock slammed even deeper into the sweet spot, gouging my walls and making my reflexes go crazy.
“Aah, aah, aah…!”
His tip spread me open in a circular motion, plundering my guts. Even the feeling of his sweaty hands digging into my skin made me euphoric.
“Ushio… Ushio…”
“Kei,” he whispered back, his sweat dripping onto my body. “I love you, and only you. Don’t ever leave me again.”
“Okay.”
“You don’t owe me anything. Just tell me you love me.”
Normally, he’d never beg for this sort of thing, so to hear him ask for it with that manly look on his face… It was sweet. Stupidly sweet. Or sweetly stupid. All I knew was that it couldn’t be healthy for my heart to pound this hard.
Honestly, how dare you make me feel like this. I…
“I love you…so much…” I wrapped my arms and legs around him and bucked my hips in time with his motions, helping us both achieve climax at maximum bliss.
“I’m gonna…cum…!”
“Nnng, aah… Yeah… Aaahh…!”
Long after we both emptied our loads, I refused to let him go. I embraced him as he laid his weight upon me, reassuring him that I wasn’t going anywhere.