A/N: I'm baack
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Ryoku's hand closed firmly around the thick base of his cock, feeling the weight of it, the warmth radiating from it as his heartbeat pulsed through the veins. He gave himself a slow squeeze, letting his palm slide upward before loosening his grip and letting the heavy shaft bounce forward. With a casual, teasing motion of his hips, he swung his length upward, then let it drop down in a playful slap against Chōjūrō's slick, twitching hole.
The sound was sharp and wet each time—slap… slap… slap—the meaty length smacking against the tender rim and the soft inner curves of his ass cheeks. The boy's anus twitched in reaction to every collision, flexing in that instinctive wink that told Ryoku just how badly he was being invited inside. Each hit made Chōjūrō's body flinch, a little tremor running through him, and from his throat came soft, airy moans that betrayed both his arousal and his impatience.
"Just put it in already, Ryoku-san~" Chōjūrō breathed, his voice smooth and dripping with seduction, a clear undercurrent of excitement lacing every word.
Ryoku grinned at the desperate request, but he wasn't about to rush.
He angled his cock as if lining it up, the thick head nudging just under the cheeks toward the rim, enough to make Chōjūrō's breath catch. Then, with a sudden, quick thrust, he drove forward—not into that twitching hole, but right between the plump cheeks, sliding along the slick skin.
"Oops. I missed," Ryoku said with deliberate mockery, his tone light but dripping with intent.
Chōjūrō turned his head with a pout, cheeks puffed. "You almost gave me a heart attack there, you know. Take it easy!"
Ryoku's smirk deepened. 'Take it easy, he says? I'm afraid I won't be able to do so…'
Ignoring the boy's plea, Ryoku gripped both cheeks firmly, pushing them together so the soft flesh squeezed tightly around his shaft. Then he began thrusting again—slow at first, feeling the glide of skin on skin, then faster, harder, letting the pressure build. His length slid along the cleft, the underside brushing over the slickened rim with each pass, smearing his own precum over the outside of Chōjūrō's hole.
The boy's breath quickened. Even without penetration, the constant rub made his rim pulse and his thighs twitch. He shifted with the motion, his hips starting to rock back into the glide as if trying to coax more friction.
"Mmmphh…" the sound escaped him despite his attempt to keep it in.
Ryoku kept him there, letting him get used to the sensation, allowing that need to rise higher and higher. And then, in the middle of one thrust, Chōjūrō rocked forward—his rim perfectly aligned with Ryoku's tip.
Without hesitation, Ryoku pushed.
The thick head parted him easily, gliding in without a hitch, and then the rest of his length followed, swallowing him down to the base in a single, clean stroke. The slide was so effortless that it made Ryoku pause for a fraction of a second in suspicion.
Meanwhile, Chōjūrō gasped loud and raw. His body jolted forward, face twisting into something feral. His mouth hung open, his tongue lolling halfway out as drool began to slide from the corner of his lips. His eyes rolled back, eyelids fluttering as a guttural groan tore from him.
"Yessss… so big… you're so fucking big, Ryoku-san!" he growled, already pushing back into the thick shaft buried inside him.
Ryoku's mind flicked through possibilities. 'Does he wear an anal plug too? No way his ass is naturally that loose. Maybe… regular dildo use?' The thought amused him almost as much as it aroused him.
And then instinct took over.
His hips began to move, slow at first, feeling the way the snug warmth clenched around him in waves. Then faster. The wet slap of their bodies meeting grew louder as he began giving the boy backshots with enough force to make the cheeks bounce and ripple. Each impact set a chain reaction through the flesh, making it jiggle beautifully before tightening again around him.
"Fuck!" Ryoku groaned, leaning over slightly and spitting down toward where they connected. The warm saliva hit the rim around his shaft and spread as he drove back in, mixing with the precum that was already leaking deep into Chōjūrō's guts. The combination made the thrusts messier, wetter, every push in and pull out producing a deep squelch that was nothing short of obscene.
Chōjūrō didn't care about the noise, didn't care about anything except the pounding he was getting. "YESS, YES, YES, FUCK ME!!" he screamed, his voice cracking, utterly lost to lust.
Ryoku leaned forward, his chest brushing against Chōjūrō's back as he bit lightly at the boy's skin between kisses. His right hand cupped and rolled Chōjūrō's balls, feeling them tighten with every thrust, while his left hand gripped the boy's small shaft, jerking him in time with the relentless rhythm of his hips.
"This… is the best—ummphf—sex… hah—everrr!" Chōjūrō cried, his voice straining between moans. "I will miss you, Ryoku-san!! I don't want to go back to the Mist!" Tears threatened at the corners of his eyes as he turned his head enough to glance back. "You're—you're just so perfect!"
Those words made something inside Ryoku snap. His pace became brutal, the kind of thrusts that left no space, no air, no thought—just the primal act of filling him completely. His balls tightened, and he knew he couldn't hold it any longer.
Slamming forward one last time, he groaned, his cock throbbing as a heavy, hot load surged into Chōjūrō's depths. The spurts came in strong waves, each one forcing a small sound from Ryoku's throat as the pressure eased from his body into the boy's willing hole.
Chōjūrō's own climax followed almost instantly, the feeling of being filled tipping him over the edge. His shaft pulsed violently in Ryoku's grip, shooting thick ropes of cum that splattered against the ground beneath them and streaked across Ryoku's hand.
His arms gave out first. Chōjūrō collapsed forward, his face pressed against the floor, gasping for air. Ryoku went down with him, still buried to the base, still twitching as the last drops of cum seeped from him into the boy's stretched hole.
For a long moment, the only sound was their uneven breathing. Then Ryoku shifted, sliding up along Chōjūrō's back until their faces were close enough to kiss. The contact was hot and messy, tongues tangling as if they were still trying to claim something from one another.
"Your ass was incredible…" Ryoku panted when they finally broke apart.
Chōjūrō's lips curled into a small smile as he licked teasingly at Ryoku's lips. "And your dick… was incredible. Now would you please get your weight off me..?"
With a low chuckle, Ryoku rolled to the side, his cock finally slipping free, leaving a slow trail of warmth down Chōjūrō's backside.
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