Six Months Later - Part 10.5
Hot flesh drenched in sweat covers his entire being, pressing hard upon his chest, invading his inmost body, moving inside him in a frantic dance beyond control. Two large hands have trapped his legs in their firm grip, and wild lips ravage his own in ferocious kisses. With his eyes closed, he drowns in the utmost pleasure of being devoured by the beast that holds his heart. “Ah! Asami! Oh!” He hears his lover’s aroused growl as he pushes his burning cock deeper, penetrating him harder and faster. “Ah! More! Yes! I’m coming! A- ASAMI!”
Akihito snaps his eyes open as wild spasms take over his slender body, hot semen springing free from his erect cock onto his underwear. Spent and dazed by the lonely orgasm of his wet dream, he lays still on the bed staring at the ceiling. Damn. It felt so real... His gaze wanders lazily, observing the dull decor of the hotel room, barely visible in the darkness of the night. How long have I been sleeping? He looks at his watch and frowns. Raindrops still tap on the window, but their vehemence is gone. I wish he had stayed... His thoughts lead him back to his earlier encounter with the yakuza. He’s acting strange. In the old days, he would have just taken me on the spot. The young man sits up, softly swearing at the sight of his stained pants. He’s telling me that he’s changed, isn’t he? That his proposal is for real... The thought of living with Asami spreads a warm blush all over the young man’s soft cheeks and stirs his cock anew with desire. Sweet memories of the heavenly fortnight in Osaka draw a wide smile on the gorgeous face. Gods, I love him. He chuckles. He’s a terrible man. But I love him. Akihito gets up and stretches his body, enjoying a long yawn. One hand scratches his head, the other one reaches for his coat. I guess I should just tell him that. As he walks to the door, uninvited fantasies of their reunion arouse his mind and stir up his senses. Deep sigh. I’ve missed you, bastard...