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Ooh~ la la! Never in my wildest (and wettest) dreams did I ever think this kink meme would yield such passionate results! With nearly five thousand comments in the initial post, I figured it was high time we bring the naked party over into a new post to leave the first open for request followup and... other forms of fulfillment
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He was trying to pull his head up but suddenly he was flipped over and pulled up to his knees. He felt his lover pulling down his pants, the cool air around them causing goose pimples to rise. He felt the cold gel on his tight hole and he moaned loudly. “Fuck me, partner,” he cried, shoving his ass back towards Souji.
He felt the hard slap on his ass and he let out a cry of surprise. “I told you to be quiet,” Souji said quietly, dangerously. “Don’t push me.”
Yosuke felt a thrill run through him. “Just what will you do to me?” he purred as he shook his ass in Souji’s face. He heard a growl and then saw his lover as he moved so quickly, he almost didn’t see him position his cock at his ass and push himself all the way in.
Yosuke dug his nails into the mattress and let out a sharp cry. “SOUJI!”
“Am I going to have to gag you next?” Those words sent a shock directly through his body, directly his hard cock. Gag and bound, a slave to his lover’s dark, dominating libido.
“No, just bury my face in the pillow, please,” Yosuke said, his words punctuated with a cry as Souji pushed himself deeper. Skin was against skin as Souji leaned over, undulating his hips slowly against the brunette’s firm flesh.
“Damnit, Hanamura! I am not doing it. Not a chance,” Souji hissed as he was breathing heavy in his ear. Yosuke’s heart sank as Souji started to move. He hissed at the hot burning pain. He tried to relax with that huge cock in his ass but it was too difficult.
“Then I will just keep talking,” Yosuke taunted. He wasn’t expecting Souji to reach around and twist his nipple. Stars exploded behind his eyes as his nipple was kept in that vise, all the while that impossibly huge cock pumping in and out of his tight hole. His bound hands, all of their own will reached for the pillow Souji used every night.
Except Souji wrapped a strong arm around his waist and yanked Yosuke up so that his back was flush against Souji’s chest. And his other arm was pushing against his windpipe. Yosuke raised his arms, his hands bound but his fingers free. He clawed at the arm that was around neck, crushing his windpipe.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, Yosuke? Does it make you fucking hot feeling my arm against your neck?” Souji whispered in his ear. Yosuke wanted to nod, even though his heart was pounding and his brain was screaming for him to fight. Instead, he went still, feeling Souji’s cock pounding into him. He couldn’t move as his vision became foggy and he suddenly felt like he was floating.
His cock needed attention but Souji’s hands were busy holding him up and choking him. He was slipping away, his air disappearing from his lungs, which were hurting. But the pain was good. It kept him awake to enjoy the sensations, even as the fog that so different from what was shrouding Inaba crept through him.
Souji kept going deeper, slamming his cock inside the brunette as he went weak. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold himself up when suddenly he felt a sudden pressure inside him and he was coming. He tried to shout but there was no more air and then all was black.
Souji came, following quickly after Yosuke’s orgasm. Yosuke had taken a huge reflex breath as Souji had let him go around the neck, still holding onto his waist as he eased him gently onto the futon. Yosuke was breathing hard, his eyelids fluttering as Souji stood up to grab a towel to clean himself up. He pulled off the condom he had used, throwing it away. He continued to Yosuke, gently wiping away the evidence of their tryst and untied his hands.
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Yosuke flushed as he looked at the silver haired teen. Yosuke’s heart was pounding and his muscles screamed from the tense and extreme orgasm he had just experienced. But he felt like cold water was running through his veins when Souji glanced away, his feelings written on his face. Yosuke reached for him, failing to reach him as his muscled tensed and he fell back to the futon.
Souji was reaching for him, pushing back his hair off his forehead. “Don’t speak if it hurts you, Yosuke.”
Yosuke smiled. “I like hearing you say my name, partner.”
“I say your name.”
Yosuke frowned when Souji pulled away. “Too many times you call me Hanamura. Yosuke sounds so…hot when you say it.”
Souji frowned. “I call you Hanamura when I get angry. I call you that when I want to fuck you senseless. But when I hold you like this, I love…” He just couldn’t say it. But then his silver eyes flashed with anger. “Why did you goad me into giving what you wanted? It is too dangerous. I can’t lose you.”
Yosuke flushed. “So is prowling the dungeons. We could all die,” he said defensively.
Souji cringed. “But these are my hands. You will not die by my hands,” he said passionately.
Yosuke captured his lover’s face between his palms. “I trust you, partner.”
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