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“C’mon, Haru!  Don’t be a scaredy cat!” Nagisa exclaims, tugging on his arm.  “We’re going to get you a man tonight so you can stop moping over Makoto.”

“I don’t need a man, Nagisa.  I’m fine!”

“Fine, my ass!  Let’s go!”

Feeling completely ridiculous in the slutty outfit Nagisa made him wear, Haru tumbles after his friend as he’s pulled into the club.  I really don’t want to be here.  Feeling eyes on him as he’s pulled up to the bar, a red blush settles on his cheeks.  “Nagisa, they’re all staring at me,” he says, leaning close so his friend can hear him.

“That’s a good thing, Haru.  It means you’re attractive, Haru.”

“Oh.”  Haru watches as Nagisa orders a drink for each of them.  “What’s this?” He asks when he’s handed a cup.

“Don’t worry about it!  Just drink and have fun!”

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Well, this turned out exactly as I expected.  Haru watches Nagisa bumps and grinds against a guy with glasses on the dance floor.  After Nagisa’s third round of shots with some of his friends from another school, Haru found himself completely abandoned.  He made his way over to a table in a dark corner and watched Nagisa to make sure he wouldn’t get left behind.

“Well, hello there, Beautiful.  What are you doing here by yourself?”

Turning to the voice and preparing to say he isn’t interested, his voice lodges in his throat and his jaw drops.  Oh…my…gods!

The man—no, the hunk—smirks smugly at him.  “Like what you see?”  The man is tall, way taller than Haru, and built like a tank.  His shoulders are extremely broad and Haru can see the thick muscle cording across those shoulders and down the arms.  His shirt clings to his torso, giving Haru an eyeful of a sinfully built chest and abdomen.  His legs are encased in tight jeans that show off his powerful, thick thighs.

Forcing himself to close his mouth, Haru swallows.  “U-uhn, can I help you?”

Sliding into the booth and effectively blocking Haru’s escape, the man continues smirking at him.  “I hope so.  I saw you sitting here all by your lonesome and just had to talk to you.”

“Ah.”  Externally, Haru seems calm, cool, and collected.  However, internally, Haru is freaking out.  Oh my gosh!  What do I do?  He’s so hot!  And gigantic!  He looks like he could crush me with one hand!

“Wanna dance with me, Beautiful?”  The man’s smirk drops into a more sultry smile.

Feeling bold, Haru licks his lips and straightens in his seat.  “Buy me a drink first?”

The smile becomes even more sultry.  “Playing hard to get, huh?  I like it.  Don’t go away, Beautiful.”  The man slides out of the booth and saunters up to the bar.  Haru watches as the crowd parts for him.

As he continues watching him, his phone buzzes.

From: Nagisa: I see you’ve caught yourself a man

From: Haruka: He’s just buying me a drink

From: Nagisa: Whatever you say.  Hey, I’m leaving with this guy I met.  You have the car keys so you can leave at any time.  Good luck

Haru watches as Nagisa waltzes out of the bar with the guy with glasses from before.  Well, I hope he has a nice time.

“Miss me, Beautiful?”  The man slides back into the booth with two glasses filled with a dark liquid and hands one to Haru.

“Do I want to know what’s in here?” He asks, glancing at the dark liquid inside.

“Not really.”  He takes the glass from Haru’s hand and takes a long swig.  “See?  Now you know that I’m not trying to drug you or anything.”

Taking the glass back and rolling his eyes, Haru takes a sip.  “Drink your own, Stranger.”

“Ah, forgive me.  I never introduced myself.  My name is Souske Yamazaki.  What’s your name?  Or should I just keep calling you beautiful, Beautiful?”

“I’m Haruka Nanase, but please call me Haru.  It’s nice to meet you Souske.”  He takes another sip, humming at the taste.  “This is good.”

“Of course it’s good!  I wouldn’t give you anything that isn’t good!”  Souske seems almost scandalized, which makes Haru giggle.  Souske smirks again.  “Tell me, Beautiful, are you here with anyone?”

“I was here with my friend, but he found someone he wanted to go home with.”  He answers nonchalantly while taking another sip.  It’s almost gone.

“Hmmm.”  Souske hums and brings the glass up to his lips, looking at Haru over the top of it.  “So, you’re free then?”

“I guess you could say that.”  Anticipation travels up his spine.

“Wanna dance with me, Beautiful?”

Tipping his glass back and swallowing the rest of his drink, Haru smiles.  “Sure.”

Swallowing the rest of his own drink, Souske stands up and extends his hand to Haru.  “Shall we?”

Allowing himself to be pulled to the dance floor, Haru lets Souske wrap his arms around him and start swaying to the music.  “I didn’t realize we were going to be dancing like this,” he snarks, smirking up at Souske mischievously. 

Souske raises his eyebrows.  “Oh?  How did you think we were going to dance?”

“Like this.”  Unwrapping Souske’s arms from around him, Haru feels the beat before putting his back against Souske and grinding his ass into his crotch.  Then he turns around and grinds their fronts together. 

Souske’s breath catches in his throat before his smirk returns and he rolls his hips in sync with Haru’s.  “Oh, I like this much better than before,” he rumbles, leaning down next to Haru’s ear.  He nibbles on his earlobe for a minute, listening to the low groan emanating from his dance partner’s mouth before latching his hands onto the rolling hips.  His thumbs rub lazy circles before his hands slide back and grab handfuls of Haru’s ass to bring the smaller male closer to him.

Allowing their hips to roll into each other for a little bit longer, Haru suddenly turns around and grinds his ass into Souske’s crotch again.  The music suddenly changes into a sultrier tune.  Souske groans and his hands come to rest on Haru’s hips.  People around them slow to a stop to watch as Haru and Souske move along to the beat, mesmerizing people with their movements.  Haru’s arms reach up and wrap around Souske’s neck and he tilts his head back.

Oh, he’s asking for it now.  Deciding to stop being hesitant and just to go for it, his large fingers dip into the waistband of Haru’s shorts.  “What do you want, Haruka?” He asks, once again leaning his head down next to his ear.

Haru shivers but doesn’t respond, instead focusing on moving his body to the beat.  His body feels so massive behind me.

Deciding to take the situation into his own hands, Souske spins Haru around and connects their lips.  Gripping Haru’s hips tightly, he begins rolling them together quickly.  Inching his hands back, they slip into the back of his shorts and grip the bare cheeks.  He groans slightly when he realizes that that Haru is wearing a thong.

Haru’s eyes roll back into his head when he feels Souske’s bulge rubbing against him every time their hips thrust together.  He’s so big!  He whimpers into Souske’s mouth and scrabbles for a hold somewhere on the shirt that stretched across the broad chest.

Feeling Haru’s growing arousal, Souske pulls away slightly.  “What do you say about getting out of here, Beautiful?”

“Your place or mine?” He responds breathlessly, his pupils dilated with lust.

“Mine, definitely.  You have a car?”

“Yeah.”

“Give me the keys.”

Fishing the keys out of his pocket and handing them to Souske, Haru is thrown over a broad shoulder and carried out of the club.  Souske easily finds the car and the drive feels like it takes forever.  Pulling up in front of a nice-looking apartment building, Haru finds himself thrown over Souske’s shoulder again and carried inside.  It isn’t long before they enter an apartment and Haru is thrown on a bed.

“You look so beautiful sprawled out on my bed, Haruka,” Souske says breathlessly, his own pupils now dilated with lust.

“Call me Haru,” he mumbles, slightly embarrassed to be called by his full name.  “Haruka is so girly.”

“I think the name ‘Haruka’ is beautiful and that it suits you, Beautiful.”

Red explodes all over his face as embarrassment floods through him.  “Please stop!”

“Never!”  Souske pulls his shirt off and tosses it to the side before working on his pants.  However, he catches Haru staring at him with a gaping mouth and smirks.  “Like what you see, Beautiful?”

Forcing his mouth closed, he swallows harshly and nods.  “Definitely.  You’re so big.”  Rising to his knees and crawling to the edge of the bed, Haru reaches out and touches the now bare torso.  “So strong.”

A shiver ripples through Souske’s body as Haru continues his feather-light touches all over his chest and abdomen.  “You like that I’m so much bigger than you?”

“Mmm.”  Haru traces the lines and dips of Souske’s muscles, marveling at how they contract and quiver when his fingers brush over them.  “You could completely overpower me and I wouldn’t be able to stop you,” he whispers, mostly to himself.

“If you like my top so much, then I think you’ll definitely like the bottom.”  Taking Haru’s hands, he pushes them into his pants and boxers, letting the soft hands wrap around his hardening member.

When Haru feels how big the hardening member is in his hands, he freezes and his eyes roll back in his head.  A shiver wracks down his spine when he thinks about how it would feel stuffed in his ass.  His mouth drops open and moans spill past his lips.

“Shit!  I can’t wait anymore!”  Pulling Haru’s hands from his pants, he quickly strips Haru and then shucks his own pants off.  Pushing the smaller boy back onto the bed, Souske grabs the lube from the bedside table before kneeling in between Haru’s legs.  Seeing his cock already hard and leaking against Haru’s stomach, Souske smirks.  “Tell me what you want, Beautiful,” he says as he coats his finger with the lube.  “If you don’t, I won’t know what to do to you.”  Sliding one finger into Haru, he watches as Haru squirms. 

His mouth opens and closes, trying to form words but he finds he cannot focus.  He moans as another finger is quickly added.

“You’re taking my fingers so easily,” Souske coos, watching as his fingers are practically swallowed by Haru’s ass.  “Your ass is just sucking them in.  It’s like you’re built to take me.”  He pushes another finger in.  Wet, lewd sounds start to fill the room as he adds more lube.  He continues fingering Haru for a little bit longer before his fingers still.

Haru whines.  “Wh-why’d you stop?”  He tries to thrust his hips to keep the friction going.

“You have to tell me what you want, Beautiful.  Otherwise, I won’t know what to do.”

Dropping his head back, Haru can feel his embarrassment building.  He throws his arms across his face and whines again.  “It’s too embarrassing!”

Teasingly, Souske thrusts his fingers deeper in and brushes against Haru’s prostate.  “Come on, Beautiful.  Tell me what you want.”

A gasp is wrenched from his throat and his hands fly down to fist the sheets.  “P-please!” He moans.

A smirk begins to form on Souske’s face.  “Please what, Haruka?”

“Please stuff your big, fat cock inside me!  Fill me up and split me open!  I wanna feel you inside me for days afterwards!  I want you to ruin me!  Ruin me with your big, fat cock!”

“Yes!” Souske hisses, lubing up his cock and shoving inside.

Haru’s back arches and a scream leaves his lips as he’s filled up.  “S-so big!  S-so full!” He whimpers.

“Shh,” Souske brushes some hair off his sweaty forehead and coos at him.  “Tell me when I can move.”

Pleasure lights his nerves on fire and Haru wiggles his hips.  “Please!  Move!  Fill me with your big, fat cock over and over again!”

Grinning, Souske pulls out almost completely before shoving back in, making Haru arch into him even more.  “So you like my big, fat cock, huh?  I bet you like how big I am because I can hold you down and make you powerless.  I’ll ruin you for anyone else; you’ll only think of me and how I can overpower you and split you open with my big, fat cock!  The only cock you’ll want is mine!”

“Yes!  Please, yes!” Haru sobs.  “Split me open with your big, fat cock!  Hold me down and make me powerless!  Ruin me for all other cocks!  I only want yours!”

Growling, Souske adjusts his grip on Haru’s hips before going even faster.  He watches as Haru’s face contorts as pleasure crashes over him.  “That’s right; think only of my cock!”

Shakily, Haru brings his hand down to his abdomen.  “I can feel you.”

Bringing his own hand to Haru’s stomach, he can feel the bulge where his cock thrusts deep into him.  Adding pressure, he watches as Haru’s eyes roll into the back of his head.  “Does it feel good, Haruka?  So good that you’ll cum?”

“Yes!” Haru screams.  “Please!”

“Call my name,” Souske says.  “Scream your daddy’s name as he makes you cum the best you’ve ever had.”

“SOUSKE!  PLEASE!  SOUSKE!”

“Cum!” Souske commands, feeling himself tip over the edge.

Haru’s vision whites as out as he cums, drifting off into a state of bliss as complete relaxation washes over him.  He has no concept of time, however when he comes out of it, Souske is wiping him down.

“Did it feel good, Beautiful?” Souske asks quietly when he notices Haru looking at him.

“The best,” he answers.  “Though, ‘Daddy’?  Really?”

This time, it’s Souske who blushes.  “Sorry, it’s something I’m kinda really into.”

“Don’t apologize, I was just teasing.”  He smiles up at Souske.

“Whatever you say, Beautiful.”  When Souske is done wiping him up, he lays down and wraps Haru in his arms.  When Haru goes to say something, he’s immediately shushed.  “Shh, Beautiful; we’ll talk in the morning.”

A smile crosses Haru’s face and he allows himself to be pulled closer.  “Okay.  Goodnight, Souske.”

“Goodnight, Haruka.”

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The next morning….

As Haru wakes up the next morning, he’s acutely aware of a pleasant pressure in his stomach.  There’s also a pleasant tingling going up and down his neck.  He sighs happily and wiggles into the feeling, refusing to open his eyes and find out that it’s just a dream.

“I see you’re enjoying yourself, Haruka,” a low voice says, a deep chuckle sending him shooting awake.

“S-Souske?”  His back arches when he realizes that the pressure in his stomach is from Souske’s large cock.  “So big!” He sighs, his eyes fluttering shut as he relaxes against the bed.

He begins moving, slowly thrusting in and out.  “You look so beautiful, Haruka,” he rumbles, leaning up to leave hickeys on Haru’s neck.

“Stop that!”  His hands fist the sheets lightly and he tilts his head to give Souske more room anyway.  “What time is it?”

He glances at the clock.  “It’s about 11 o’clock.”  He continues kissing and leaving bite marks up and down the column of Haru’s neck.  “Why?”

“Just wondered.”  Haru gasps and arches up as Souske hits his prostate.  “Right there!” He groans, wrapping his hips around Souske’s waist.

“Stay today,” he whispers, abandoning Haru’s neck in favor of nibbling on his earlobe.  “I wanna take you on every surface of my apartment so I’ll always remember you.”  He starts thrusting faster, reaching down and roughly grabbing Haru’s ass.  “Say you’ll stay.”

“Gods, yes!  Yes I’ll stay!” He cries, digging his nails into Souske’s shoulders.  “You’re so big!” He whimpers, throwing his head back.  “Filling me up so good!”

“Yeah?  You like that, Beautiful?”

It’s not long before the both of them cum, quaking in each other’s arms as the pleasure rolls over them.  They lounge in bed for a little bit, relishing the afterglow.

Haru rolls over and promptly wrinkles his nose when he feels some of Souske’s cum leak out of him.  “Ew.  I need a shower because I am gross!”  He stands up and walks into Souske’s bathroom.

“Sure, Beautiful.  Make yourself right at home,” he calls after him teasingly, watching Haru walk through his room naked.

Haru just huffs and turns the shower on, almost immediately stepping in the water.  He sighs happily, already feeling much better.  He quickly washes his hair, using Souske’s shampoo—no, he did not smell it!—and then washes his body.  Peeking out from behind the shower curtain, he makes sure that Souske isn’t in the bathroom before bending over to dig out Souske’s cum.  I have to be quiet or else he’ll be right up on me!  He bites his lip to keep his noises at bay as he scoops out the cum from his ass.

Suddenly, there’s a presence at his back.  “What’s this?  Beautiful, why didn’t you call for help?”  Souske’s large hands grip his hips, making him whimper.

“Don’t need help,” he says, trying to reach deeper.  His cheeks are flushed and his cock is so hard.  Just a little bit more!  He cries out when two large fingers slip in next to his own and scoop out the remaining cum.

Souske watches as Haru cums, collapsing to his knees after all the fingers had been pulled out.  He wraps his hand around his cock, slowly stroking himself while Haru picks himself up.  “Beautiful, can you help me out with this?  This is your fault after all.”

Turning around, Haru finds himself on eye level with Souske’s cock.  He licks his lips with his eyes trained on how the other is stroking himself.  “Mhmm,” he hums, batting Souske’s hand away.  Reaching out, he marvels at how big Souske is in his hands before slowly stroking him.  Then, he leans forward and licks the tip of his cock, watching Souske’s face closely.

He groans, his hands flexing at his sides.  “Are you gonna swallow my cock, Beautiful?”

Licking the tip again, he nods and opens his mouth.  Slowly and steadily, he engulfs Souske’s cock down his throat.  He breathes through his nose and keeps going until his nose is buried against Souske’s pelvis.  He glances up, watching a shiver wrack Souske’s body.

He makes fists at his sides, struggling not to reach out and starting using Haru.  Looking down, he sees Haru watching him.  “Gods you’re so beautiful, Haruka.”

Haru groans and begins lifting his head up.  His nails bite into Souske’s thighs as he goes, feeling himself harden again.

He hisses.  “Beautiful, if you’re not careful, you’re going to make me lose control.”  Souske reaches up and rests one of his hands on Haru’s head, the vibrations from his groan making his head go fuzzy.

Haru pulls all the way off and licks his lips.  “What if I wanted you to lose control?”  Opening his mouth, he swallows the cock again and rests his nose against Souske’s pelvis.

A memory hits Souske right then. 

Forcing his mouth closed, he swallows harshly and nods.  “Definitely.  You’re so big.”  Rising to his knees and crawling to the edge of the bed, Haru reaches out and touches the now bare torso.  “So strong.”

A shiver ripples through Souske’s body as Haru continues his feather-light touches all over his chest and abdomen.  “You like that I’m so much bigger than you?”

“Mmm.”  Haru traces the lines and dips of Souske’s muscles, marveling at how they contract and quiver when his fingers brush over them.  “You could completely overpower me and I wouldn’t be able to stop you,” he whispers, mostly to himself. 

Even though Haru had been talking to himself, Souske knew that Haru did, indeed, want him to lose control.

He grits his teeth.  “If it gets to be too much, pinch me really hard.  Don’t be afraid to let me know, okay?”  He grabs a fistful of Haru’s hair to assure that Haru is paying attention.  A sharp pinch to his thigh makes him sigh in relief.  “Good.” 

He starts out slowly, not wanting to hurt Haru and not wanting to burst his load too quickly.  But he soon starts chasing his pleasure.  He can feel Haru moaning around his cock as Souske roughly holds Haru in place and starts thrusting his hips.  He can feel Haru’s throat contracting around his cock.  Glancing down, he sees Haru’s shoulder moving.  He knows that Haru’s chasing his own pleasure.

“Gonna cum, Beautiful,” he grunts, feeling himself teeter right on the edge.  He starts pulling Haru off, not wanting him to get a mouthful.  However, he’s surprised when Haru manages to fight him and he starts swallowing around Souske.  “Shit!”  He spills down Haru’s throat, his cock jerking and jumping each time Haru’s throat contracts around it.  “Beautiful, you didn’t have to swallow it.”

Haru pulls off and coughs slightly before smirking.  “You liked it.”  His eyes are still glazed over and he licks his lips.  Rising to his feet, he steps under the spray for a few moments.  “Gods, your cock is huge!  I’m going to have no voice later!” He whines, rubbing his throat as he stands there.

Souske chuckles and steps under the spray as well, pulling Haru close and connecting their lips.  “You keep surprising me, Beautiful.  I can’t way to take you on every surface of this house!”

Melting into his hold, Haru groan and puts his forehead against Souske’s deliciously well-built chest.  “I’m going to die by the end of today, huh?”

“I won’t let you die, Beautiful.  You’re safe here in my arms.”  He emphasizes his point by wrapping Haru in a hug and flexing his arms slightly.

He swoons and grumbles out, “More like death by beautiful arms.”

This sends Souske into even more laughter.

After they finally finish their shower, Souske throws on a pair of sweatpants and Haru puts on one of Souske’s large shirts.  Souske leaves the room to go put Haru’s clothes in the wash and Haru heads out to the kitchen to see what he can make for breakfast.  Or, well, lunch now.  He also grabs his phone to shoot Nagisa a text to let him know that he’s fine and will be home later.  Then, he turns on some music and begins rummaging though the fridge and pantry.  As he works, he begins to sway his hips along with the music.  He decides on a simple Japanese breakfast that is light on the stomach yet tasty and nutritious. 

Souske pads into the kitchen and pauses, taking in the image of Haru dressed in his very large shirt (it looks like a dress on him), cooking in his kitchen, and swaying his hips along to the music.  Quietly, he walks up and places his hands on Haru’s hips.  “You look scrumptious,” he murmurs, pulling Haru’s butt back against his crotch and swaying their hips together.

Haru startles and turns to glare over his shoulder.  “If you distract me while I’m making breakfast, I will leave and you will never see me again,” he threatens.

He chuckles.  “Okay, okay.  Can I stay like this please?”

“As long as you behave.”  He turns back to the stove, focusing on making the food once more.

It isn’t long before it’s ready and the two of them sit at the table to eat.  While they eat, Souske wonders if he can get away with bending Haru over the table.

“I don’t like that look on your face,” Haru murmurs, squinting at Souske.  “Whatever you’re thinking is gross, stop.”

“No, it’s not gross.  I assure you it is the most beautiful thing in the world, Beautiful,” Souske hums, taking another bite of food.  “Definitely the most beautiful.”

He scoffs.  “I don’t believe you.  If it’s so beautiful, why don’t you share with me?”

“I was thinking about what sounds you would make if I were to bend you over the table.  They’d all be beautiful.”

His cheeks turn pink and he glares at Souske.  “That is gross!  Stop!  We’re eating!”

“Alright,” he laughs.  “On a more serious note, when are you expected home?”

“Oh, whenever,” he says with a noncommittal shrug.  “My roommate is very supportive in me finding a man to distract me or something like that.”  He purses his lips and frown.  “Not that I needed a distraction or a man in the first place.”

“Well, I’m glad we met, Beautiful.”

“Yeah, me too.”

Souske watches Haru closely as they finish eating.  As soon as he sees Haru taking the last bite, he pounces, bending him over the table and flipping the shirt up.

“W-wait!  This is the table!  We can’t do this here!” Haru exclaims, struggling against the strong hold on his waist.

Leaning up so his lips are right next to Haru’s ear, he whispers, “When I said I wanted to take you on every surface in this apartment, I wasn’t kidding.”  He bites Haru’s earlobe as he groans.  “That way, when I look at my apartment, I’ll always remember you and your tight ass!”

And so they did.  Souske took Haru on every surface of his apartment. 

The table:

“Please!” He begs, his eyes rolling back in his head.  “Please, I need your big cock in me right now!”  He can feel his dick twitching from where it’s pressed up against the edge of the table.

Grinning, Souske spreads apart Haru’s cheeks before plunging right in.  “Yes!  You’re so tight!” He hisses, thrusting in and out.

Haru yelps when he changes the angle of his thrusts and begins hitting his prostate each time.  His hands scramble for purchase on the table as he arches back.  He tilts his head to the side to allow Souske room when he begins kissing and biting the column of his neck.  “Please!” He cries.  “More!”

The couch:

After Haru cums at the table, Souske pulls out and carries him over to the couch.  He drops him down on his back unceremoniously before spreading his legs and thrusting in again.  Haru screams and arches his back, his fingers digging into the couch for dear life.

Souske manhandles Haru onto his hands and knees before pounding into him even harder.  “I’m going to ruin your little ass, Beautiful.  I’m going to make you dependent on my cock.  So dependent that you’ll never be able to even look at another man!”

“Yes!” He wails.  “Please!  Don’t want another cock!  Only yours!”

Against a window:

Glancing up, Souske notices the window that looks overlooks the street.  Thankfully, he’s up on the fifth floor with no tall buildings close by.  Pulling Haru up but not pulling out, he walks over and presses Haru up against the window.  “Look, I’m showing off my beautiful Haruka to the world, showing them that you’re mine!”

Pressed against the cold glass and forced to look out at the bustling crowd down below, Haru groans as he imagines that all eyes below are on him.  “N-no!” He cries when Souske forces his hips against the cold glass.  His cock twitches at the chill and he’s sure that he’s leaking all over the glass.  “G-gonna make a m-mess!”

“Go ahead.  Make a mess for the world to see,” he whispers before biting down hard on Haru’s shoulder and thrusting into his prostate.

“Ah!  Souske!”

“What’s my name?” He rumbles.

“D-Daddy!  P-please let me c-cum!”

“Go ahead.  Make a mess.”

And lastly, the dryer:

When Haru spills over the glass, Souske pulls him off and carries him over to where his washer and dryer are.  He leans Haru over the dryer and changes the clothes from the washer to the dryer.  Before he starts the dryer, however, he picks Haru up, back to his chest and arms under his thighs, and spreads his legs.  Then, he rests the tip of Haru’s cock on the dryer and turns it on.

He absolutely loses it as the vibrations from the dryer send painful pleasure shooting up his spine.  “No!” He groans, trying to wiggle away from the sensations.  “Hurts!”

Souske thrusts into him, using his hold to bounce Haru on his cock.  “Cum for me one more time, Beautiful.”

He thrashes in Souske’s arms, the painful pleasure making his head go fuzzy.  “Please!  No more!  Wanna cum!  Hurts!  Please, Daddy!” He babbles, losing his grip of reality as it all becomes a wash of color and sensation.

“Good boy, Beautiful.”  Souske can feel his orgasm coming.  “Let’s cum together, okay?”  He leaves even more marks on Haru’s hickey laden neck.  “Cum, Beautiful.”

Letting out a cry, Haru cums and he slumps against Souske.  Souske chuckles as he almost immediately falls asleep.

Pulling out and adjusting his hold on Haru so no cum will drip on the floor, Souske heads back to the bathroom where he quickly gives Haru a small bath and returns him to the bed.  Then, he wipes himself down and heads back out to clean up their mess around the house. 

As he’s climbing into bed beside Haru, he stirs and glances up at Souske.  “I’m so sore,” he mumbles, turning over and cuddling into the large chest.

He chuckles.  “Glad I could help.”  He’s quiet for a moment before tapping Haru’s cheek gently.  “Beautiful, I’d like to see you again after today.  I feel something—what, I’m not sure—but I feel something and I’d really like to see if it goes anywhere.”

Haru stays quiet for so long that Souske thinks he’s fallen asleep again.  “M’kay,” he says, pressing a kiss to the firm pectoral in front of his face.  “Like you too, Souske.”

Wrapping his arms snuggly around Haru, Souske can barely fight off the grin.  You won’t regret it!

And once more, the two are asleep in each other’s arms.