Akihito wanted to protest again, bu

Akihito wanted to protest again, but Asami brought his head down and kissed him passionately and he moaned into it because the man was still playing with his prostate.

Akihito was getting lost in the sensation of Asami's ministrations and his hot breath and lingering kiss, but then he felt the man probing him with something much larger than the finger he was using a moment ago. He started to panic, thrashing as he realized what Asami was about to do. He pushed the man back but not off him with his still bound hands.

"No please, it's going to hurt."

"I've been coaxing you to relax and you just won't." The man kept rubbing and pushing the head in a few inches before pulling out back and Akihito found his breath caught in his throat. Just those few inches were unbearable. "I'm going to go easy on you, Takaba, just relax."

Akihito felt his heart palpitating in his chest as he watched Asami watching his soon to be penetrated ass. He was really afraid of doing this. "I can't! I've never done it before. I don't want you to…!"

Akihito's mouth opened in a silent scream as Asami shoved all the way in, causing his vision to go spotty in Technicolor and his nerve endings to sing with the white, hot pain that coursed through his entire body from his ass. Asami had covered his mouth with his and swallowed his screams as tears of pain ran from the corner of his eyes. It was too much, enough to make him fight for his right to be free and he bucked and thrashed with a vengeance: except Asami was still much stronger and his resistance was futile. It felt like being ripped open from the inside and his hands scrambled for purchase and his nails dug into the flesh of the man over him.

When Asami pulled back and stilled he held his shoulders to stop him from backing away and he gazed up at the man with all the pain of what he'd done etched into his face.

"Y…you b…bastard," Akihito sobbed, trying hard not to choke on his own spit as he watched the man, who had his eyes lidded as he stilled.

Asami didn't want it to hurt so much, but he knew if he followed Akihito he would never take him. He took him by surprise and got it over with, knowing that once the initial hurt passed the blond would love it and would beg for more. Even though he didn't want to see him reduced to such a state, it turned him on even more that through all that pain Akihito could find the will and the strength to curse him. It made his cock throb painfully in that virgin ass and only his keen self control made him not start to pound into that delicious orifice. Takaba needed time to adjust and he didn't want him hurting any more than necessary, so he stilled and watched the blond's face, wiping away a trail of freshly made tears as he waited on the pressure on his cock to ease.

When he felt it Asami moved, slowly. He drew out a few inches, then he slowly pushed back in, all the while watching the teens face as he scrunched his eyes shut and bit his quivering bottom lip. Akihito's entire body was red from his temperature rising and he brought himself down and held him close. Takaba held him around the neck tightly while the move pushed his legs back and he continued moving slowly, building a rhythm until Takaba's cries and groans became moans and pleads.

"I don't…please…" Takaba would protest but his face had a comely expression and his eyes were clouded with lust. His rhythm increased over time and he spent a good amount of time sucking on the younger's nipples and jacking him off, mixing the pain and the pleasure while he hit that prostate dead on. When he was ready…or at least felt Takaba was, he released the belt, intertwined their fingers and pinned Takaba's hands by his head with his own. Then, while watching his face he forced the blond to arch his back off the bed, bringing his ass higher to meet his thrusts as he fucked him hard, pummelling his ass and causing him to cry out in wanton abandon until he could feel the pressure building in his balls. He wanted Takaba to come too and he released the cock-ring before fisting him to completion, groaning when the blond's body stiffened and his ass clenched him deliciously tight, pushing him over the edge as his cum filled that hungry ass.

Spent and breathing hard he collapsed beside the teenager. Takaba rolled away and turned his back to him; probably crying, he wasn't sure. He touched him lightly on the shoulder. "Hey, you alright?"

Takaba turned around and shoved him hard. "You raped me, you asshole!" And with those fiery words the blond tried to storm out of bed. Except, he collapsed on his face as soon as both feet hit the ground. Apparently he didn't have the strength to move so freely yet.e

Asami moved off the bed to assist the blond. "Come on, I'll help you clean up."

Takaba smacked his hand away when he offered to help and glared at him. He tried to stand on his own but was finding it difficult. Asami couldn't help smiling at his determination; he liked his attitude…and other things, a lot.

"Get your filthy hands off me! I'll go to the bathroom myself."

Asami shrugged. "Fine." He made his way back to the bed and sat before lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag. The nicotine felt good in his system after such a good fuck, like fine wine after a good meal.

"Erm…" Akihito's hesitant voice reached his ears when he was able to stand. "Where's the bathroom?"

Asami pointed to a door on the right and watched as the blond hopped to the bathroom before slamming the door so hard he imagined it would fall off the hinges. He chuckled.

Akihito looked at his ragged self in the mirror and noticed his flushed, sweaty skin, mussed hair and shaggy look. He could safely say he looked like a person that just got fucked good. He balled his hands into fist when he remembered what the man did to him, it made him unequivocally pissed! He would get him back for sure and reporting him would be the first step. He's going to the police!

After cleaning up, Takaba angrily strode out of the shower and collected his clothes. He put on each piece mechanically and carefully, not sparing the man he knew was watching him a backward glance.

"Don't bother going to the police, I own them, your report won't go anywhere," the man said.

Akihito's ire increased and he turned to see the man knocking ash from his cigarette in a tray beside the bed while still laying there naked. He ignored the stirring in his groin at the sight of that hard body and those hands that did things he never knew possible to his body. His eyes became hard because he believed the man spoke the truth; gut instincts. "Fuck you."

Asami chuckled. "You can come back for more anytime you feel like, I'll be right here."

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Akihito wanted to protest again, but Asami brought his head down and kissed him passionately and he moaned into it because the man was still playing with his prostate.Akihito was getting lost in the sensation of Asami's ministrations and his hot breath and lingering kiss, but then he felt the man probing him with something much larger than the finger he was using a moment ago. He started to panic, thrashing as he realized what Asami was about to do. He pushed the man back but not off him with his still bound hands."No please, it's going to hurt.""I've been coaxing you to relax and you just won't." The man kept rubbing and pushing the head in a few inches before pulling out back and Akihito found his breath caught in his throat. Just those few inches were unbearable. "I'm going to go easy on you, Takaba, just relax."Akihito felt his heart palpitating in his chest as he watched Asami watching his soon to be penetrated ass. He was really afraid of doing this. "I can't! I've never done it before. I don't want you to…!"Akihito's mouth opened in a silent scream as Asami shoved all the way in, causing his vision to go spotty in Technicolor and his nerve endings to sing with the white, hot pain that coursed through his entire body from his ass. Asami had covered his mouth with his and swallowed his screams as tears of pain ran from the corner of his eyes. It was too much, enough to make him fight for his right to be free and he bucked and thrashed with a vengeance: except Asami was still much stronger and his resistance was futile. It felt like being ripped open from the inside and his hands scrambled for purchase and his nails dug into the flesh of the man over him.When Asami pulled back and stilled he held his shoulders to stop him from backing away and he gazed up at the man with all the pain of what he'd done etched into his face."Y…you b…bastard," Akihito sobbed, trying hard not to choke on his own spit as he watched the man, who had his eyes lidded as he stilled.Asami didn't want it to hurt so much, but he knew if he followed Akihito he would never take him. He took him by surprise and got it over with, knowing that once the initial hurt passed the blond would love it and would beg for more. Even though he didn't want to see him reduced to such a state, it turned him on even more that through all that pain Akihito could find the will and the strength to curse him. It made his cock throb painfully in that virgin ass and only his keen self control made him not start to pound into that delicious orifice. Takaba needed time to adjust and he didn't want him hurting any more than necessary, so he stilled and watched the blond's face, wiping away a trail of freshly made tears as he waited on the pressure on his cock to ease.When he felt it Asami moved, slowly. He drew out a few inches, then he slowly pushed back in, all the while watching the teens face as he scrunched his eyes shut and bit his quivering bottom lip. Akihito's entire body was red from his temperature rising and he brought himself down and held him close. Takaba held him around the neck tightly while the move pushed his legs back and he continued moving slowly, building a rhythm until Takaba's cries and groans became moans and pleads."I don't…please…" Takaba would protest but his face had a comely expression and his eyes were clouded with lust. His rhythm increased over time and he spent a good amount of time sucking on the younger's nipples and jacking him off, mixing the pain and the pleasure while he hit that prostate dead on. When he was ready…or at least felt Takaba was, he released the belt, intertwined their fingers and pinned Takaba's hands by his head with his own. Then, while watching his face he forced the blond to arch his back off the bed, bringing his ass higher to meet his thrusts as he fucked him hard, pummelling his ass and causing him to cry out in wanton abandon until he could feel the pressure building in his balls. He wanted Takaba to come too and he released the cock-ring before fisting him to completion, groaning when the blond's body stiffened and his ass clenched him deliciously tight, pushing him over the edge as his cum filled that hungry ass.Spent and breathing hard he collapsed beside the teenager. Takaba rolled away and turned his back to him; probably crying, he wasn't sure. He touched him lightly on the shoulder. "Hey, you alright?"Takaba turned around and shoved him hard. "You raped me, you asshole!" And with those fiery words the blond tried to storm out of bed. Except, he collapsed on his face as soon as both feet hit the ground. Apparently he didn't have the strength to move so freely yet.eAsami moved off the bed to assist the blond. "Come on, I'll help you clean up."Takaba smacked his hand away when he offered to help and glared at him. He tried to stand on his own but was finding it difficult. Asami couldn't help smiling at his determination; he liked his attitude…and other things, a lot."Get your filthy hands off me! I'll go to the bathroom myself."Asami shrugged. "Fine." He made his way back to the bed and sat before lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag. The nicotine felt good in his system after such a good fuck, like fine wine after a good meal."Erm…" Akihito's hesitant voice reached his ears when he was able to stand. "Where's the bathroom?"Asami pointed to a door on the right and watched as the blond hopped to the bathroom before slamming the door so hard he imagined it would fall off the hinges. He chuckled.Akihito looked at his ragged self in the mirror and noticed his flushed, sweaty skin, mussed hair and shaggy look. He could safely say he looked like a person that just got fucked good. He balled his hands into fist when he remembered what the man did to him, it made him unequivocally pissed! He would get him back for sure and reporting him would be the first step. He's going to the police!After cleaning up, Takaba angrily strode out of the shower and collected his clothes. He put on each piece mechanically and carefully, not sparing the man he knew was watching him a backward glance."Đừng bận tâm phải cảnh sát, tôi của riêng họ, báo cáo của bạn sẽ không đi bất cứ nơi nào," người đàn ông nói.Akihito của ire tăng lên và ông đã chuyển sang xem người đàn ông gõ tro từ thuốc lá của mình trong một khay bên cạnh giường trong khi vẫn đẻ có nude. Ông bỏ qua khuấy trong háng của ông nhìn thấy rằng cơ thể cứng và những bàn tay đã làm những điều ông không bao giờ biết tốt để cơ thể của mình. Đôi mắt của ông đã trở thành khó khăn bởi vì ông tin rằng người đàn ông nói sự thật; bản năng ruột. "Fuck you."Asami chuckled. "Bạn có thể trở lại để biết thêm bất cứ lúc nào bạn cảm thấy như tôi sẽ ở đây."