CHAPTER 4 #2
Shinji reached for the blinds and dragged them lower before turning back to Teruo.
He grabbed onto Teruo’s pants and got rid of them fast, then kneeled in between his legs, his warm and wet tongue leaving a scorching trail over Teruo’s abs.
His hard cock rested against his stomach, and Shinji pressed kisses up its length, then wrapped his lips around the crown, and sucked slowly.
Teruo shivered with desire and pushed his hips up for more, but Shinji suddenly stood.
“No!” Teruo whined. “Come back.”
“I’ve got something better planned for you.” Shinji plucked a bottle of lube from his shorts’ pocket and shook it to show it off.
Teruo’s whole body buzzed with anticipation. “You perv. You came here prepared.”
“Of course.” Shinji pulled his shorts off, his gorgeous hard cock springing free.
He shoved his chair away with his foot, then straddled Teruo’s lap and passed him the lube.
“You love it when I ride you, don’t you?
” he asked as his tongue traced the shell of Teruo’s ear, and his lips pressed a kiss on the sensitive skin beneath it.
“So much,” Teruo breathed, arousal coursing through his body.
“Get me ready then.” Shinji winked, and his sultry voice was intoxicating. His mouth chased Teruo’s again, and he shifted a bit higher, to give Teruo easier access.
Coating his fingers in lube, Teruo spread Shinji’s ass cheeks. He circled the puckered rim of Shinji’s hole with the pad of his finger, teasing and not yet breaching, loving the way Shinji squirmed above him, pushing back into Teruo’s finger for more.
“Oh, fuck.” Shinji moaned. “That’s torturously hot.”
His head tilted back as Teruo inserted a finger inside him, and Teruo reached for his throat, trailing his tongue over Shinji’s skin. When he reached the juncture between the neck and shoulder, Teruo bit and sucked where it wouldn’t be visible.
Shinji gasped. “I think I got you all wrong. You’re a vampire, not a healer.”
Teruo gave him a smug grin, then pushed in a second finger, earning another moan. He dove his digits in and out, settling for the familiar rhythm and motions that had Shinji worked up and begging for more. He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, then looked down at Teruo and held his chin.
“Wanna get me all sweaty, don’t you?”
“It’s how I like you,” Teruo said, bringing Shinji’s hand to his mouth and kissing it. “Sweaty, needy, and moaning.” He wrapped his mouth around Shinji’s middle finger and sucked slowly.
“Oh, come on. You’re killing me,” Shinji growled, his back arching. He pushed Teruo’s hand aside so he could capture Teruo’s lips in another searing kiss.
Then the lube’s lid snapped open and Shinji’s palm was on him, long and slick fingers curling around Teruo's cock, gliding up and down, slathering him in lube. Teruo groaned, his body humming with arousal. Shinji pulled away, and held onto the chair for support, then shifted higher on Teruo’s lap.
Teruo slid his arms around Shinji, one hand spreading him apart, the other guiding his aching cock inside. Shinji gasped and moaned as the head slipped in and he lowered himself more, pushing Teruo inside.
“So tight…” Teruo muttered, his gaze following the lines of muscles on Shinji’s body flexing with the effort. His thighs straddled Teruo and his biceps were taut as he held onto the chair. He looked at Teruo through hooded eyes, lip caught between his teeth as Teruo filled him.
He was absolutely gorgeous, and Teruo couldn’t get enough of him.
Shinji started to roll his hips, driving Teruo’s cock in and out. He raised his hips before pushing down again, plunging Teruo’s cock inside once more, flexing and squeezing in a way that drove Teruo crazy with lust. Teruo’s hands held tight onto Shinji’s ass, blunt nails digging in.
A cool and fresh smell surrounded them as the rain drummed against the roof and the edge of the balcony, drowning all other sounds.
Another thunder echoed, and that seemed to spur Shinji on, and he rode Teruo hard, his thighs strained with the effort, and his feet braced against the wooden floor for support.
Teruo smacked Shinji’s ass, the sharp sting making Shinji moan and ride him faster. They were both getting louder, but the relentless rumbles of thunder and rainfall held the noise inside the balcony, only for their ears.
“Again…” Shinji begged.
Teruo obliged with pleasure, his palm landing on Shinji’s tight ass.
Shinji pushed in deep, hard, filling himself, his chest rising and falling with harsh breaths.
Teruo moved his hands higher on Shinji’s body, gripping him underneath his arms, thumbs playing with the hard nubs of Shinji’s nipples, and Shinji’s lips parted with a quiet gasp as he clenched around Teruo’s cock.
“Fuck, you’re so good,” Teruo said, thrusting up to meet Shinji halfway. “Don’t stop.”
“Yes, sir!” Shinji shimmied his hips faster.
“Oh, shit…” Teruo grunted. “Now I’m gonna have the image of you riding my dick whenever you say ‘yes, sir’ for the next few days.”
Shinji made a few strained sounds that were likely meant to be a chuckle. “Good!”
Teruo’s hands dragged down, sliding around Shinji’s ribs, feeling the ridges of Shinji’s scar underneath the pads of his fingers.
He went further down, feeling the intoxicating movement of Shinji’s undulating hips in his palms, and slowly traced his thumbs across Shinji’s parted thighs.
For a moment, Teruo had the thought of turning Shinji around, just so he could see his cock plunging into his lover, but looking up at Shinji as he rode him hard was even better.
Bobbing in between them was Shinji’s cock, slapping Teruo’s abdomen, starved for attention.
Teruo’s gaze greedily lingered on the way it moved, swollen with arousal, the head leaking a trail of pre-cum.
His sac nestled snugly against Teruo belly, rolling a bit with Shinji’s mind-blowing rhythm, and it was an incredibly hot and debauched sight, one that Teruo couldn’t get enough of.
Reaching for the lube again, Teruo poured some on his hand, before wrapping his fingers around Shinji’s cock.
Shinji tilted his head back as another moan escaped him.
Teruo slid his palm along the length of Shinji’s dick, massaging the crown between his thumb and index finger, before going down and then repeating the motion again.
Shinji mumbled something unintelligible, and it seemed he reached the point when he couldn’t form words, only sounds.
It was beyond hot, spurring Teruo on as he stroked Shinji’s erection with one hand, holding the other tight onto Shinji as he thrust hard, shoving himself inside the slick tightness of Shinji’s ass.
Without words, Shinji leaned down and messily kissed Teruo, their tongues sliding against one another.
Teruo cupped the nape of Shinji’s neck, holding him in place as much as he could as he kissed his way down Shinji’s throat, along his collarbone, and his sternum.
Shinji let go of the chair and wrapped his arms around Teruo.
“Do that thing I like,” Shinji said.
“Want me to fuck you hard?”
“Yes!” Shinji moaned breathlessly.
Teruo wanted nothing more than to give Shinji all the pleasure he desired, and he grabbed Shinji into a bear hug, restraining his movements.
A low groan of anticipation escaped Shinji as Teruo pulled almost all the way out before slamming his cock into him hard, then switching to a rapid tide of thrusts.
Shinji’s breathing grew erratic, his moans loud as Teruo shoved himself deep, fucking Shinji at a brutal pace.
Teruo’s whole body strained with the rough movement and with Shinji’s weight against him as he’d let himself loose in Teruo’s arms, trusting him and giving him complete control to take Shinji just the way he loved.
The thunders echoed beyond the balcony and Shinji’s moans echoed inside it, begging for more, pleading for Teruo not to stop, to fuck him hard.
He suddenly jerked in Teruo’s arms, a long moan leaving his lips as Teruo hit that pleasure spot inside him.
Teruo held onto his rhythm, making sure to hit it again and again, until Shinji’s cock twitched in between their bodies, and his cum pooled on Teruo’s chest.
As Shinji’s muscles clamped around Teruo with his orgasm, Teruo couldn’t hold out anymore, and he shot his load inside Shinji with a shudder, continuing to pump into him until he filled him up.
They both remained still for a few good seconds, their breaths labored and their bodies drenched in sweat.
Teruo pressed a kiss to Shinji’s shoulder, and gently caressed his ass cheek as he slowly pulled out.
His cum dripped hot and thick from Shinji’s hole onto the chair.
Teruo gently pressed the pad of his finger against the rim just to keep his cum inside Shinji a little longer.
“You’re very kinky,” Shinji teased.
“Who, me?” Teruo grinned innocently.
Shinji pointed to his ass. “You’re plugging me with your finger, you little perv.”
“It’s hot, isn’t?” Teruo whispered as he rubbed Shinji’s drenched hole.
“So fucking hot.”
“That was a great ride,” Teruo said. He pressed kisses across Shinji’s chest then cupped his cheeks and gave him a big smooch.
“Phew.” Shinji grabbed a tissue from the table to wipe his forehead. “That was some pretty hardcore exercising. I don’t need to do any other workout today.” He entwined his fingers through Teruo’s for support and stood on shaky legs. “I’m gonna get a thigh cramp this time. I can feel it.”
Teruo laughed but his thighs were pretty much screaming from the effort too.
He looked up at Shinji’s messy hair, flushed cheeks and lips, cum on his chest, and pouring down his legs.
He was all smiles mumbling to himself about how riding Teruo was better than squats.
Then his attention turned to the rain outside, and peeked through the gap.
Teruo stood and held onto Shinji from behind, pressing their naked bodies close. “I’m sorry things didn’t work out better in Hiroshima.”
Shinji lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “I was angry about it, too. But then I returned here, to you, and now I’m just… kinda numb to the situation, I guess? I’m not sure.” He reached for Teruo and traced his knuckles over his jaw. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Teruo said. His heart was torn between the desire to ease Shinji’s burden and the realization that he was likely unable to provide any help.
Shinji tilted his head back resting it against Teruo’s shoulder. “Wanna have dinner here?”
“Sure.” Teruo placed a kiss on his temple. “One romantic dinner with thunders as ambient music, coming right up.”