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Rule no. 1 - Wear a butt plug once a day for at least an hour.
Satoru watched TV comfortably, squeezing the Cinnamoroll plushie close to his chest. He laid sideways on the huge chenille couch. The soft yellow and coffee pillows surrounded him in a comfortable hug. He laughed audibly in the apartment alone when Aharen and Raido started a rap battle between them. God, he really loved the quirky anime so much. They two were perfect for each other.
The electronic door beeped, and Satoru’s ears perked up first. Satoru’s eyes honed onto the door as Suguru entered their home. He smelled of a welcoming blend of coffee beans and honeyed milk.
“Su-gu-ru,” Satoru called in a sing-songy voice. “How was work?”
Suguru put his shoes away habitually without thought before walking towards Satoru. He joined Satoru on the couch, pulling the other man in for a kiss. Satoru melted from the touch. He missed Suguru despite having seen him this morning and eating breakfast together. Sometimes Satoru felt like telling Suguru to quit his job and live off his money. Satoru had an abundance of money — enough that he didn’t know what to do with it all . It wasn’t like they had to pay for the apartment as the whole building belonged to his family. But Suguru has said in the past that he liked to work and be independent.
“It was good,” Suguru shared. “We had a new hire today. She shadowed me for the day while I showed her the ropes. “ The man pecked his boyfriend’s lips. “I missed you though.”
“I did too,” Satoru admitted guilessly. He pulled the raven head in for a deeper kiss. The man devoured his lover’s lips. Suguru groaned with pleasure, and he licked the seam of Satoru’s lips for access. The taller man met his tongue with passion. Suguru’s tongue tasted of the bitter coffee he had during his break. The bitter taste along with the taste of Suguru lit a warmth in Satoru. He felt himself losing in the sensations of the kiss. The warmth spread through his body and aroused his dick to hardness.
Satoru whined for attention to his aching member. Suguru hushed his whines. “I barely touched you, pet, and you’re already desperate for me.”
Suguru’s mellifluous voice was steady. It was so sexy and undeniably true that Suguru turned him with the slightest attention. “I’m always desperate for you,” Satoru breathed nothing but the truth. He would do anything to have Suguru. It was a good thing that the feeling was reciprocated by the other man.
“Roll over,” Suguru commanded. Satoru hurried to lay on his stomach. Suguru hiked Satoru’s hips higher in a presenting position. The man grasped the fat of Satoru’s peachy cheeks and squeezed. He loved the bounce when releasing the flesh. He slid a finger under the booty shorts and pulled down the fabric. Suguru groaned in delight when he saw a flared bottom of the glass butt plug. He could see the insides of Satoru as the man twitched in anticipation.
“How long have you had this in?” Suguru asked, gently stroking the stretched rim.
Satoru thought about it and ultimately shrugged. “I don’t know? I think I put it in when I started watching Aharen.” Satoru glanced at the Google hub that was on a shelf in their living room. “Wow, probably at least three hours.”
Suguru’s cock hardened at the reality that Satoru’s inside must be so squishy and ready for him to take right now. He grabbed the base of the plug and pulled out the glass slowly. Satoru’s hole fluttered from the drag of the plug. Suguru tossed the object to the other side of the couch. He put his fingers into the gaping hole. The man felt around the soft insides of the other man. His calloused fingers prodded at the squishy flesh and the malleable quality from being plugged for so long. Satoru squirmed under his touch.
“Suguru,” Satoru cried from the slow careful touches when his hole ached from being empty after being so filled for hours. “Please! Touch me.”
“I am touching you,” Suguru chuckled as he pulled out the draw from the bottom of the coffee table. He took out the silicone lube that they kept in the living room. The raven head tugged his pants down and freed his aching cock. The curve of the long and thick member smacked his abs from the motion. Suguru purposely ignored Satoru’s little pleas to fill him up. He spread the lube onto his dick and took his time to drag his hand from the base to the top and then back down.
“Suguru, don’t be mean,” Satoru complained. He snaked his slender hand to touch his own ass, wanting some relief from the emptiness.
Suguru knocked his hand away and tsked “Don’t test me, Satoru.”
Satoru wiggled uncomfortably as his ass continued to be inspected by his lover. Suguru took his long cock and brushed it between the fat ass checks. He slid the member from his cleft down to his perineum. He took his time to rub circles around Satoru’s pink rim.
“Please Suguru!” Satoru begged. He struggled to keep sane from the light touches. Suguru touched everywhere but the place he wanted it the most. “I want your cock! I need you. Please come inside me.”
Suguru could only hold back so long from the desperate pleas. He loved it when Satoru begged. The euphonious sounds from his whimpers and begging pleased his sadistic nature. “Alright, baby,” Suguru said. “Only because you asked so nicely.”
Suguru slid in Satoru with one motion and no preparation. Satoru felt a sting of pain rippling from his ass from the harsh thrust. The pain was almost synonymous with pleasure as he was used to Suguru’s meanness. The bite was nothing to the pleasure once Suguru started at a steady pace. He was painfully slow, and Satoru didn’t want to continue begging. So he tried to control the pace himself by rutting back fervently. Of course, it didn’t do anything as Suguru’s big hands bruised his hips to control his body.
“Satoru,” Suguru gave a stern warning.
Satoru whined. “Not fair, Suguru.”
Suguru controlled the pace to his pleasure. He loved to draw out the breathy, tortured moans from his lover. He picked up the pace when he felt his self-control dwindle. He aimed to hit Satoru’s prostate with precision. He groaned and moaned in tanem to the lewd moans of his lover. Suguru’s hips pistoned in and out of Satoru’s soft and warm insides. The feeling of tightness and heat spurred him to go faster and harder. “Baby, you feel so good. I love being inside you.”
“Mmm~I can’t live without your cock, Suguru,” Satoru babbled as he felt the crescendo of his orgasm creeping in close. The feeling of fullness and the brutal precision on his pleasure spot created a feeling like no other. The imitable sensation of Suguru’s love in the form of stupid, blindly hot sex brought Satoru to the precipice of his orgasm. A hard thrust in his hole had him coming and experiencing a mini explosion of luxuriousness. The tight riveting pulsing from Satoru’s orgasm brought Suguru to his climax. And Suguru came deep inside Satoru, coating his insides with his spend.
They collapsed on the couch and held each while their hearts settled from their joint orgasm. Satoru stared at the shed ceiling while coming down from the high.
“Come on, love,” Suguru said, “we have to get you clean.”
Satoru felt cum dribble from his ass. He had the irrational thought of plugging in the cum to keep it in him, like having a piece of Suguru always inside him. “Yeah, you’re right,” He got up from the couch and looked at the stained couch from his ejaculation. “I have to call the cleaners again for this couch.” It didn’t bother Satoru to have a cleaner come into their house repeatedly to clean the couch. He knew that other people might be bothered if they tried to clean it with an upholstery vacuum themselves. Sometimes, it was better to leave it to the professionals.
Satoru stripped himself and took the clothes to the laundry hamper. He gave a sultry look to Suguru. “What about shower sex?”
“I’m interested in getting actually clean,” Suguru chuckled. He took off his clothes and joined his lover in the shower.
The two of them giggled and joked as they got each clean with foamy loofahs. Satoru was just ebullient to have Suguru back home for the rest of the day. He loved him so much.
“I love you,” Satoru said.
“I love you too,” Suguru responded back.
“I love you more.”
Suguru looked fondly back at Satoru. His eyes darkened as he stared into Satoru’s eyes. His eyes smiled into crescent moons, but his words were oddly cold and ineffable. “I don’t think you understand just how much I love you.”