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“Say it again.”
Tomioka swallowed hard. Now he is under Sanemi, where the man is holding his hands above his head using his left hand, while his right hand is gently stroking Tomioka's left cheek. Years of hard training made Sanemi's palms feel thicker than most people's. Tomioka, with his back touching the kotatsu table, was now unable to do anything under the confines of the larger man's body.
"... Tell you what?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid."
Sanemi lifted Tomioka's left thigh so that the man's body was now between Tomioka's open legs. Then his fingers danced on the knee of the man beneath him. The water pillar's face became even redder, and he turned his head to the side so that Sanemi couldn't see the look on his face.
Tomioka's body is quite smooth for an adult man. The water pillar had some scars, but they had faded and blended with the original skin texture. The man's slender legs had very fine hair, almost invisible if not touched. Then Sanemi's hand swung up Tomioka's groin to Tomioka's hip. The man tried again to escape from the grip of the wind pillar. However, Sanemi seemed to enjoy his time playing with his prey.
"Look at me."
It took Tomioka a few seconds to think before meeting Sanemi's gaze again. Tomioka looked so resigned to his face, which was already so red. And this time, Sanemi looked at him gently. There was no longer that mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"Would you mind if I kissed you?"
The man's Adam's apple beneath him moved up and down. Then Sanemi was kind enough to remove Tomioka's dark strands from the water pillar's face. Tomioka dropped his gaze to the lips of the man above him, then looked back into Sanemi's eyes deeply.
“A kiss won't kill, right?” Tomioka answered hesitantly, but his cheeks were blushing. Sanemi rubbed the waist of the man beneath him gently, and the tips of their noses were now touching. Sanemi met their lips in a short kiss. Like the kiss of a child who has just been given candy. Then the small kisses continued, until they became light kisses. Move slowly to dissolve the man's defensive wall beneath him. Until finally Tomioka began to feel relaxed, and Sanemi released his grip from Tomioka's hands.
The connection between their lips was lost for a few moments, but Tomioka grabbed Sanemi's collar and pursued the man's lips to kiss again. Sanemi did not refuse and guided the man's hand under him to put it around his neck.
"You can touch me, Tomioka," Sanemi whispered softly, then kissed along the neck to the chest of the man beneath him. Tomioka's hands felt cold as ice when the man touched his broad chest. Tomioka groaned softly, and then one hand gently stroked the head of the wind pillar. The man was biting his chest slowly, then his mouth opened to devour the top of the smaller man's chest below.
“Mmhff—!” Of course, Tomioka's body twitched. The man was very unfamiliar with the delicious sensation that wracked his body. The night air was so cold, but Sanemi's tongue and mouth felt so hot, devouring the top of his chest. Then the men's hands above him danced along his stomach muscles, going lower and lower until Sanemi's fingertips penetrated under the clothes Tomioka was wearing.
Then Sanemi raised his head and looked at Tomioka with a faint grin on his lips. He whistled, “You planned it, didn't you?”
Tomioka really wanted to deny it. Because he didn't feel very comfortable if he had to sleep wearing a fundashi. However, he did not deny that Sanemi thought like that. Then, trembling, he grabbed Sanemi's two muscular arms, while his legs hugged the larger man's waist to get closer. So close that Sanemi's half-stretched manhood rubbed against Tomioka's pussy, which was starting to get wet. And because Sanemi was closing his eyes while growling faintly, Tomioka moved both hands to take off the clothes Sanemi was wearing. But it wasn't enough for him to see Sanemi's manhood down there.
“Tomioka—”
“i-it's Giyuu”
One of his eyebrows, which were too thin, now lifted upwards. Sanemi again imprisoned the man beneath him with a very deep gaze. Then he raised Giyuu's right leg to his left shoulder, with his hand now starting to dare to touch Giyuu's pussy, pressing his clitoris gently but being able to make Giyuu close his eyes and move his hips impatiently. The man was apparently really aroused.
“Giyuu” Violet irises meet blinds as deep as the ocean. Even so, Sanemi admired how soft and smooth the man's pussy was beneath him. Giyuu isn't hairy down there. In fact, he had never seen Giyuu have any hair on his face, like most men in general. It was as if the water pillar stopped aging at the beginning of the transition to adolescence. “How long have you had dirty thoughts about me?”
Being asked like that made Giyuu bite his lip for a few moments, then grab Sanemi's shoulders, trying to pull the man lower and kiss him. But Sanemi chuckled softly, and he stroked Giyuu's cheek gently. his thumb pressed against the smaller man's lower lip, and Giyuu had no other choice but to suck his thumb.
And not long after that, Sanemi opened Giyuu's legs wider. Fortunately, Giyuu has a fairly flexible body, so Sanemi doesn't need to worry if he will injure the man beneath him.
slap!
Giyuu flinched, reflexively biting Sanemi's finger, which was in his mouth. Of all things, he never expected that Sanemi would slap his pussy hard enough to make his eyes wet. And he's also getting wetter down there.
"There is a limit to tolerance for your silence." Giyuu almost choked on his own spit. He was a little afraid; if only he made Sanemi feel annoyed because he always kept his mouth closed. However, when he looked down, he realized that his two shaking legs had firmly clamped the head of the wind pillar.
"What do you want again?"
“Sanemi—”
“I need answers, Giyuu.”
“It would be too vulgar if I said—”
“Are you crying? I can't continue if you cry. The air is also getting colder. I'll take you to your room if—” Giyuu was now crying, but he held back his sobs with his right hand, gently grabbing Sanemi's hair.
“p-please.. I want you to—to s-suck my pussy”
Sanemi tilted his head and asked, "Are you good at riding?"
Before Giyuu could answer, Sanemi pulled the man's body so he was on top of him. Now that Sanemi is below the water hashira's body, he looks at Giyuu very closely and grins.
“C’mon. Sit on my face.”
And Sanemi knew very well that Giyuu would refuse outright. So he held the man's hands tightly, making Giyuu shed more tears because he felt embarrassed. This is very vulgar. And he thought that doing what Sanemi ordered would make the wind pillar have difficulty breathing, or even
"I'm going to break your neck," he said. Sanemi grunted, then grabbed Giyuu by the hips and lifted him up easily, making the man now almost sit on his face.
“I don't give a shit. Now sit on my face before I change my mind.”
So the water pillar wiped his face and complied. He is trying to lower his body so that he doesn't burden Sanemi with his weight. But the wind pillar grabbed his thighs, pulling his body down until there was no more distance left.
Giyuu twitched. His toes curled, and his head lifted completely. Sanemi's hot tongue had touched the entire surface of his pussy. Stroking gently from front to back. Then he sucked his clitoris and inserted his hot tongue into Giyuu's hot spot.
The water pillar had nothing to hold on to. His hips were now involuntarily following the rhythm of Sanemi's skillful tongue, until Giyuu unconsciously rolled his eyes upwards, feeling so good. That didn't last long. Giyuu, who was not used to the sting of pleasure that hit his body, rebelled several times. The moaning sounds that came out of his mouth also sounded like sobs. But Sanemi didn't run out of ideas.
The man allowed Giyuu to take a breath and sit on his chest. It was obvious that the water pillar was avoiding eye contact because he was embarrassed. Then, in one move, Sanemi changed Giyuu's position.
He pushed the man's waist down, making the unprepared Giyuu lose his balance a little. Luckily, he was able to support his body well. However, when he lowered his face a little, she realized that his face was very close to Sanemi's manhood which was already perfectly stiff. It was still half clad in the clothes the man was wearing, which made Giyuu hesitate to touch him.
“I told you, you can touch me, water boy.” Getting that nickname made Giyuu embarrassed. He had just freed Sanemi's manhood from the cloth wrapped around it, but the man beneath him was now back to licking his pussy so greedily. Giyuu groaned in pleasure but also tried to give Sanemi his best service. He kissed the tip of Sanemi's manhood, which was already so hard. Licking it from the tip to the base, and trying to put Sanemi's cock into his untrained mouth.
The movements are still very amateur. However, Sanemi responded many times over. The man buried his face in Giyuu's pussy and sucked, licking it mercilessly. Then Giyuu could feel that Sanemi was inserting his thumb into his pussy, trying to get Giyuu's vagina used to it before penetration.
Giyuu wriggled deliciously. Likewise, Sanemi enjoyed the thick liquids that came out of Giyuu's pussy, making him even more aggressively devour the sensitive area of the man above him. Not getting a reciprocal reaction, Sanemi felt quite proud because he had succeeded in making Giyuu confused.
“You're a Hashira, right?” Sanemi scoffed, his free hand slapping Giyuu's ass hard. Surprisingly, they bounced.
Giyuu almost whined. Because his jaw wasn't used to it, he felt pain when he forced his mouth to remain open to give a blow to the wind pillar. However, he did not run out of ideas. He used both hands to pump Sanemi's cock and licked the tip at the frenulum. Inviting a muffled growl from the man who was 'devouring' him down there. Then the water pillar licked Sanemi's cock completely, innocently rubbing Sanemi's balls with his other hand and continuing to pump Sanemi's manhood.
Not long after, he felt that Sanemi was pulling his hair quite hard, and the man was moving his hips up and down. Forcing Giyuu's mouth to open wider and making the smaller man roll his eyes upwards when the tip of Sanemi's cock penetrated his throat.
This resulted in a multitude of unholy sounds filling the room. Giyuu almost choked; he still had the gag reflex, and Sanemi's muffled moans made him restrain himself from fighting back. Until finally, Sanemi's grip on his hair began to loosen, and the man allowed him to take a breath. It seemed that Giyuu's body was too weak, and Sanemi had changed their position again after previously placing Giyuu's thick coat under the man's body so that he wouldn't feel cold.
Sanemi rubbed Giyuu's wet lower lip with saliva using his thumb. He was just about to say something until finally Giyuu opened his mouth first, with watery eyes and a pleading expression. "Please do it a-again." Giyuu grabbed Sanemi's right hand with both shaking hands, then kissed it. “D-do it rough. I like it r-rough.”
It made his cock throb. Sanemi looked at Giyuu with a different look, like when a tiger has sunk its fangs into the neck of its prey. Seeing Giyuu in a state of resistance and begging made him almost lose control. And who could refuse that request?
Definitely, Sanemi positioned himself on top of the water pillar's body. His knees rested on the tatami beside Giyuu's body, making his large body look menacing above the smaller man's body. Giyuu, who was now in a lying position, and Sanemi, who was on top of him, so close and almost sitting on his chest, could only look at Sanemi's manhood, which was upright, waiting to be satisfied. So the second he opened his mouth, Sanemi pulled his hair quite hard and moved Giyuu's head according to his will.
The water pillar complied; even though he showed an expression as if he were choking and his mouth made a lot of vulgar sounds, he still accepted Sanemi's treatment happily. Because what they are doing now is part of Tomioka Giyuu's wildest imagination. His saliva dripped non-stop down his chin and chest. Giyuu started to feel tired because it turned out that it took quite a long time for Sanemi to achieve his release.
“That's it, water boy.”
When Sanemi's rough hand gently stroked his cheek, Giyuu closed his eyes and purred. Like a cat that finds affection.
“so pretty and obedient.”
Sanemi pulled away, freeing his manhood from Giyuu's warm and wet mouth. But Giyuu placed lots of kisses on his manhood. Making his cock slightly bigger than its previous size.
Then, when he got up, he realized that one of Giyuu's hands was touching himself down there. Sanemi shook his head, unable to understand. He grabbed the bottom of Giyuu's knees and then pressed the man's legs until his knees almost touched his owner's chest. Then once again, he lowered his body to spit on Giyuu's pussy and play with his fingers there. Pinching Giyuu's clitoris with his fingers, then slowly inserting his index finger into Giyuu, slowly moving in and out while adding the next digit.
“Spread your legs for me, pretty.”
With that seduction, Giyuu melted until he opened his legs wider, allowing Sanemi to touch his body further than this. Below there, Sanemi's fingers moved a little slowly because the man was looking into Giyuu's eyes, which looked so clear under the dim lighting of the room. He brushed aside the sweat-wet hair on the water pillar's forehead, then his face drew closer and their lips met again.
It would be hypocritical for Giyuu to say that he didn't like this moment. His gasps were interrupted, and his body language showed that he was enjoying every touch of Sanemi. And Giyuu was never used to lying. The kiss was broken when Sanemi moved his fingers in a faster rhythm. He didn't expect that Giyuu would follow the rhythm of his movements, like a good ride.
“aahh! Ahhmmff—mmhh..”
When Sanemi began to feel that Giyuu's warm hole was clamping his fingers so tightly, the man increased the tempo even more, then slowed down, followed by Giyuu's whining.
“patient.”
Giyuu waited. Then his body was pulled to sit down, and suddenly Sanemi had wrapped his body in his thick coat, which had been abandoned on the floor. The man carried him to the homeowner's room in the koala position. Their genitals rubbed together, and Giyuu moved his hips impatiently in pursuit of the heady friction he hoped to enjoy soon.
“Patient, Giyuu.”
Then the water pillar complied. The man opened his legs wide as soon as Sanemi laid him down on the warm, thick futon.
"You are like a lioness in their mating season." Sanemi said while chuckling. Spit on Giyuu's pussy and slap him playfully a few times using his already so hard cock. The wind pillar didn't want to be too hasty. The man rubbed his manhood against Giyuu's pussy very slowly, but made sure that he pressed the man's clitoris beneath him so that all that came out of Giyuu's mouth was an impatient moan.
“S-sanemi.. Please...” Giyuu's index finger and middle finger are now widening his vaginal opening. Showing very vulgar things to Sanemi, which succeeded in making Sanemi's cock throbbing and dripping precum flawlessly.
"Please, I beg you." Then those slender fingers also teased the shaft of Sanemi's penis and rubbed it gently. Giyuu grasped Sanemi's cock and pressed the tip against his entrance, which was already absurdly wet.
“You really have no shame, don't you?” With one sure move, Sanemi plunged his manhood into Giyuu's pussy. This made the water pillar's body bend, and his eyes widened due to the new sensation that hit his body. His mouth was wide open, with drool dripping down the sides. He screamed without a sound. Then his hands clawed at his own thighs without him realizing it. Sanemi, who saw this, stopped him, brought Giyuu's two hands to hold on to his strong shoulders, then pushed his waist slowly so that Giyuu got used to it.
But Giyuu's hands ended up wrapping around the neck of the man above him. Sanemi brought Giyuu's legs to rest on his shoulders, and he kissed the eyelids of the man below him while continuing to move. Until finally, the moans turned into delicious sighs that sank Sanemi into heaven on earth.
This was their first sex. Of course, Sanemi knows to treat Giyuu gently by putting aside his hatred for the water pillar. The two then looked at each other. Giyuu is increasingly blushing under Sanemi's dominating gaze, and Sanemi is admiring how beautiful the man beneath him is. Then their lips met again. Their tongues greeted each other again in a slow rhythm. It was as if Sanemi was swallowing every sigh Giyuu uttered.
Several small movements that Giyuu made and his gaze at Sanemi made the wind pillar look at him curiously.
"what is it?"
was answered with a shy blush on the water pillar's cheeks, which Giyuu then voiced after struggling to hold back his moans "c-can you do it rough?" Giyuu looked at him expectantly. “pretty please?”
There was a little doubt in Sanemi's heart, but the man finally corrected his posture and pulled Giyuu's hair in one strong grip. He opened the two legs of the water pillar wide open, then he pulled the man's head to look down, showing Giyuu an unholy sight that made Giyuu's blood boil. “Look at it.” Giyuu held his breath and moaned louder when Sanemi pushed his penis to the base. "Look at your pussy swallowing my cock. I guess your pussy is so hungry, yeah? She sucked on my cock like it was her only job.”
Then, with a sob, Giyuu looked up at the man above him. This moment was a thousand times better than his wild fantasy, “yeah.. yeah.. please fuck me harder, please spit on my pussy—pleasepleaseplease—ohh!”
The wind pillar does not need to be commanded. He let go of Giyuu's hair roughly, then his fingers curled around the water pillar's neck, applying enough pressure that Giyuu's sigh sounded a little different.
“Fuck, Giyuu.”
With fierce force, he pinched Giyuu's clitoris until the man was now crying helplessly. He pinched the top of Giyuu's chest hard, then he bit it very greedily. His hands then went down to squeeze Giyuu's ass, which fit perfectly in his grasp.
“fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.”
Giyuu screamed.
Sanemi accelerated his movements without mercy. Then the man covered Giyuu's mouth with one hand, while the other hand moved to tease Giyuu's slightly swollen clitoris.
Sanemi's movements felt so fast that Giyuu felt that his pussy had been scratched. and, hot. His eyes rolled up, and his pussy clamped down on Sanemi's cock. Sanemi knew very well that Giyuu would reach his orgasm. So he removed his hand from Giyuu's mouth, letting the man moan as loudly as possible and scream in pleasure with his body arched and his face so beautiful making a pleasing sight.
Giyuu's sweet liquid came out non-stop, even to the point where Sanemi jerked hard to stimulate his own orgasm. When Giyuu's back landed again on the surface of the futon, Sanemi spread Giyuu's legs and pressed them down until they touched the water pillar's chest, then sank his manhood completely into Giyuu's pussy to fill it with his semen.
Giyuu sighed softly. His voice started to sound hoarse when he felt Sanemi spill his semen into his pussy without stopping. Sanemi just realized that he had bitten the shoulder of the water pillar when he reached his orgasm. He breathed heavily for a few moments, then slowly raised his face.
He was gazing at Giyuu, who seemed very tired after their lovemaking session. Sanemi chuckled, feeling satisfied and proud. For the first time, he felt like he had won after so often getting draws when sparring with Giyuu.
This time, he had caused the water pillar to fall. Regaining some energy, Sanemi withdrew his cock a little unwillingly. What was unexpected was when Giyuu moaned, then two fingers entered his vaginal lips to remove Sanemi's semen from inside his pussy.
Sanemi whistled and grinned. His fingers moved to help Giyuu's fingers, which were working. Then the two of them kissed again with a slow rhythm. Both of them felt sticky, but because the air was getting colder, Sanemi was kind enough to get some extra blankets and move his futon to Giyuu's room. They will sleep together tonight.
They barely wore clothes. In fact, in just a few movements, they will be naked again. But the two of them are now hugging each other under a blanket. Seconds after, Giyuu was moving his hand all over Sanemi's upper body with eyes half open.
“chest.. chest..”
Sanemi snorted in amusement. He let Giyuu, who was half asleep, bury his face in his chest. Then he put his arms around the smaller man's waist before finally closing his eyes. They could explain this to each other tomorrow.
That is, if they are not tempted to repeat the same sin.