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I’ve been coming to the Royal Seaside hotel quite often recently. It’s nothing unusual as I tend to dine and drink here a lot but… I’ve started to become impatient. There is a man I’m interested in. He’s most likely straight but that doesn’t intimidate me. This one’s such a loser, it’s almost delightful to watch him go around and apologize to everyone, trying to lick their ass clean. Even his co-workers are making fun of him behind his back. I found out some interesting information on the guy because of those fucker colleagues. If I play my cards right, I might just be able to get my shot at making him mine tonight. A certain man named Arisawa was sipping his cocktail at one of the hotel’s fancy tables, watching his prey from a close distance. His crimson coloured hair was tied in a ponytail behind his back, short bangs covering his forehead and side bangs framing his face. By all standards, he stood out in a crowd, a little too handsome for his own good, shorter in size than most men his age and rather feminine in comparison. He had a pretty face with killer lips, the rest of the body definitely a show-off too, whenever he decided to dress up. But on that particular night, he was wearing his usual coat, white T-shirt and jeans, nothing special. With a small gesture, he called Izumi to his table, the other man basically running towards him in a frantic manner. Well, he was a precious customer after all, and in Izumi’s eyes, someone else to impress. They knew each other by names, but nothing else beyond that. At the very least, Izumi would have never expected Arisawa to know as much as he did.
“I-I’m sorry, I saw you called for me. How may I help you?” Izumi asked in his usual, pathetic manner. He seemed nervous, as if he didn’t want to screw up his chances. The older man breathed hard, a sort of skewed smile on his face. Izumi always had that kind of attitude that made others want to punch him on the spot, the worst kind of ass-kisser. He was trying so hard to be flattering yet it always came across as over-exaggerated without fail. Arisawa thought he almost had a talent at forcing himself to smile, even if he was obviously terrified, his posture bad and his eyes struggling to maintain contact. However, while the rest would usually and obviously isolate him, the young man had peculiar tastes and quite enjoyed that personality of his. Whenever Izumi breathed rapidly, all he could think about was the kind of noises his throat could produce in bed. Not to mention the butler outfit he wore fit him so perfectly, Arisawa practically undressing him with his eyes every single time. He wanted him; he wanted him spread open, moaning uncontrollably and with an actual good reason to tremble, pleasure. It was even hysterical, as he heard Izumi had called his son a woman for being gay but there was almost no trait of masculinity found in the dad himself. He was a shell of a man, unable to stand up for himself, unable to put his life back together, a loser whose wife left a long time ago. Exactly Arisawa’s favourite type.
“Izumi-san…” Arisawa locked eye contact with him on purpose, gazing profusely to the other man’s dismay. He could tell Izumi was uncomfortable, still unsure of what was going on. Suddenly, the younger man stretched his arm towards one of his Izumi’s hands, caressing his fingers gently. Izumi’s face turned as white as a sheet, the man letting out a yelp of protest but holding back, his breathing becoming even more erratic. Perfect, Arisawa thought. He’s so cute. Just the perfect amount of cute and pathetic. “I heard you’re in quite the financial troubles. Something about a debt? Your son has been working hard to repay your debt, or so they say.” He didn’t want to nor needed to give that many details, as it was enough to stir up Izumi to where his plan might just work. Arisawa smiled seductively, trying to hint at what he had in mind.
Izumi continued to stare back in shock, not saying a word, his fingers continuing to be violated by another man. “I… I… how do you...? My son… I’m so grateful to him. After seeing fight for my sake, I’ve been trying to quit gambling altogether. But… um… my hand… I don’t understand, sir. What exactly are you trying to say?” He didn’t move nor protest, as he valued his job and important acquaintances more than his own integrity, if he had any left to begin with.
“I think it’s about time you repay your son for his kindness.” Arisawa didn’t back down, continuing to assert dominance over the older man in front of him. It was relatively easy, in fact, as Izumi lacked a spine altogether. "How about a side gig, to earn some extra money? I’ll pay well.” With a hand gesture, he got Izumi to lean in closer, whispering to his ear. “Let’s have sex. Give your body to me and I’ll pay you handsomely, for every hour spent together. Deal?” His voice was as sweet as ever, warm air tickling his air. “Ah, but you’ll have to bottom for me.” He added, an even larger grin on his face.
Izumi laid there in shock, his pupils dilated and his face filled with doubts and confusion. How could he allow another man to touch him in that way, let alone do it all the way through? A while back he had told his own son that liking men meant you had to be a woman. Accepting such a deal would completely go against everything he ever said or stood for. And yet, he did want to repay his son and prove his worth in front of him, in order to mend their relationship. Slowly but steadily, a twisted smile formed on his lips. This man is interested in me. Me, out of all people. And he’s willing to pay quite a lot. I know he’s wealthy as I’ve seen him before. I should take this opportunity and milk him as much as I can. How bad can it be? I’m a man, I’ll just bear with the pain until he’s finished and take the payment. This is basically free money. I’d be an idiot to pass on this offer. Yes, that’s right… “…H-How much? If the sum’s to my liking, then after work…”
Arisawa chuckled, beaming with confidence. He told him an outrageous price but one he was most definitely willing to pay, and Izumi nodded weakly. “Your shift’s almost over, right? I’ll book us a room.” They were at a hotel after all, a pretty large one at that. Finding a room was far from being a problem. The young man stood up and headed over to the reception, asking for a room with a double bed. After paying for it, he returned to Izumi and dragged him along. They walked inside of the elevator without speaking much, the older man only praying for the moment to end as fast as possible. But Izumi had no idea the kind of person Arisawa was, as the redhead had less interest in self-pleasure and cared more about pleasuring others He was aware that Izumi has got the wrong idea from the beginning. This guy… has no idea in what he’s just gotten himself into. Oh well, he’s about to find out. He used a card to open the door, letting Izumi walk in first. But he didn’t even wait to reach the bed, Arisawa pinning him to the wall right away, his body having almost no resistance. He was a terrible fighter after all. The door shut close behind them as Arisawa’s lips smashed into Izumi’s, his tongue running across his teeth as the other man held his mouth closed, stubbornly so. He squeezed onto his wrist with force, causing the old man to wince and finally open his mouth. Raising his hands above his head, Arisawa’s tongue slid inside, sucking and licking Izumi’s while making loud kissing noises.
“Mmm… Ngh….” Izumi moaned, his body twisting in uncomfortable positions, not sure what he was supposed to be doing in such a situation. He wanted to oppose to kissing if the opportunity arose, but Arisawa didn’t even bother to ask in the first place. He shivered as the younger man let go of his hands, tugging at his vest instead. He had opened his buttons, caressing his chest through the fabric of his shirt. Meanwhile, he could feel the touch of a knee in between his legs, Izumi trying to push it away, reflexively. “Nghh…” He was rejecting the other man with every fiber of his body and yet, heat arose on the inside. Arisawa raised his fist and punched the wall, causing Izumi to lay limp, reminded once again of his powerless disposition. As he calmed himself down, the redhead’s hand snatched his chin, his tongue reaching deeper inside, playing with his more. Izumi stopped fighting and responded to the kiss, his mind blacking out certain information. If Arisawa hadn’t been born a man, he would have been quite attractive, there was no doubt about it. “Ah… Haa… Mmm…”
The redhead broke the kiss and glanced at him with a satisfied expression. “Izumi-san… you’re so cute. You don’t have to be so tense. I’ll treat you well so… leave yourself to me.” He took his hand and guided him to the bed. It didn’t take much force to push him down, the older man laying on his back in anticipation. While he didn’t quite have an erection yet, he continued to breathe heavily, unable to calm down. Sweat ran down his forehead, his heart beating chaotically in his chest. In fact, all he could hear were the loud beats and the sound of breathing, watching how his chest raised up and down, unable to focus on anything else. Arisawa seemed delighted by that, finally leaning closer after what seemed like an eternity. He reached for Izumi’s lips once again, kissing him gently at first, then more desperately after a while. The ticklish, warm sensations left by his tongue were all he could he could perceive for a while, the taste of their saliva mixing together. A lack of air alarmed him, as Arisawa pressed on his Adam’s apple, making the man forget about anything else. But even so, he didn’t struggle. Izumi started to use his tongue more chaotically, as he was instantly programmed to think he made a mistake that he had to pay for by pleasing his client. Arisawa pressed on it with his teeth, taking great enjoyment in toying with the man underneath him. He only let him catch his breath for a moment, continuing his attack with small nibbles on his ear lobe. “Haaaa-ah… Mm…” His tongue reached deep inside, tickling him even more, then moved lower, down his neck, biting down and sucking on specific spots as Izumi glanced to a side, taken aback by every new sensation he was experiencing. Arisawa unbuttoned his shirt, pulling on both of his nipples at the same time. He twisted them with his fingers as Izumi watched him with quite the bewildered expression on his face. It seemed as if they weren’t sensitive enough just then. Even so, the redhead took one in his mouth as well, sucking and pulling on it with his teeth. Izumi felt a familiar tickling, as if something deep inside him was being scratched.
“Haa…. I’ll make you feel real good so think of nothing else. Focus on the sensations.” Arisawa said, kissing his chest until he found himself above Izumi’s navel, licking it gently too. He didn’t want to neglect a single body part, fully set on helping him experience something he had never before. The redhead unzipped his pants and pulled them off. He removed his briefs as well, Izumi’s face becoming redder as his lower half ended up completely bare in no time. The only thing he still had on were his open shirt and long socks. Arisawa always thought older men looked the hottest when they wore those kind of socks, briefly taking a look at his feet, before returning his attention to the main course. His cock didn’t seem the cleanest at that moment, laying there, pathetic and soft. But the strong smell and the unkempt nature of his pubic hair only aroused Arisawa even more, the man enjoying the sight greatly.
Izumi watched the redhead bow down all the way to his penis, cupping it with soft fingers. “Haah…” It has been a long while since any woman looked at him, let alone felt the touch of such thin, delicate fingers on his crotch. Hence, he couldn’t help but let out a noise right away.
“Izumi-san, how long has it been since you’ve done it last time? Was it with your wife? Or perhaps you found some side chick? Either way, I’ll be able to find out so it’s alright if you don’t want to tell me.” Izumi heard the questions but didn’t reply, not wanting to put himself through even more shame. And even if he tried, he couldn’t, only strange noises leaving his vocal cords, to his dismay. Even if he had braced himself for pain and misery, what he was experiencing right then couldn’t been further than that. Arisawa’s warm tongue was poking his tip, coating it with saliva.
“Ah… Haa… Aah…” Slowly but steadily, his cock hardened up, raising higher. The redhead felt happy, taking it in his mouth and showering it with licks and kisses. Aside from the strong scent of masculinity his dick emanated, there was nothing impressing about Izumi’s body. His health had been ignored, thin muscles covering his bones. But to Arisawa, he was simply perfect. “Mmngh… Nnn…” Sucking noises filled the room as he continued to offer his best services to the older man, easily fitting his entire length inside his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down, licking his precum and spreading it everywhere. Somewhere along the lines, Izumi had closed his eyes shut, his legs spreading a little further as the pleasure increased. He didn’t come there with that purpose but in the moment, he wanted nothing more than to cum inside that mouth, lust taking over his senses. It had been so long after all and one way or another, Arisawa was perhaps even better at it than his wife. “Haaa… Aaah… Nmmm… Hah…!” However, his precious orgasm never came and Izumi opened his eyes, pouting in disappointment as the other man stopped, freeing his cock for the time being.
Arisawa locked eyes with Izumi, his hair disheveled from the act, cheeks flushed. “Sorry. I know you wanted to come but I can’t let you do that just yet. I’m not sure if you’re at the stage where you can get hard again so just to be safe. Ah, don’t look at me like that. I’ll make you feel even better, you can rest assured.” With that promise, he took out a bottle of lube and a condom from the inside of his coat, throwing it on the floor once done. He opened the condom and placed it on two of his fingers, coating them in lube afterwards. Then, he slowly inserted them inside the other man’s asshole, being as delicate as possible. “It may feel weird initially but you’ll get used to it, I’m sure.”
Indeed, Izumi didn’t quite appreciate the feeling of his ass being spread apart, initially being reminded of a medical procedure. It didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would, a strange, burning sensation spreading throughout his body. “Ngh… Mmm…” The two fingers went inside smoothly, Arisawa focusing on finding his prostate next. At first, his fingers felt like foreign objects being pushed in areas they didn’t belong but eventually, his body got used to that, accepting them in.
“You’re so hilarious.” Arisawa spoke suddenly, remembering something. “You said that your son’s a woman but you should take a look at how you’re looking right now, legs spread and all, taking it in. He bravely fought in moneymatches and all you can do is become the very thing you despised. Once you cum like a woman, you can never go back.” It was nothing but empty threats, but Arisawa found it hysterical to watch his face squirm and twist, as if he was about to cry. “You’re no man. Not anymore.” With a smile, he pressed on the soft lump he found on the inside, massaging it in an agonizingly slow way.
“N-No… Ah… Haa…? W-Wait… Aaah…” The two fingers were directly massaging his prostate, unknown sensations overtaking him bit by bit. He felt full on the inside, the kind of fullness that made it impossible for him to cum, even though he had been on the verge before. Instead, the pleasure continued to increase at a steady pace, with no sign of stopping. “Haaa… Aaah… Mmmm…” As Izumi seemed fully comfortable, Arisawa started to move his fingers in and out as well, pressing onto his prostate, not just massaging it as he had been until now. His hole had gotten used to them, allowing their passage without restrictions. “Aaah… Haa-ahh… aa-ah…” The redhead watched him intently, his entire mindset occupied by Izumi, his moans and cute reactions. He paid no attention to his own erection, leaking through his pants. In fact, he had neither time to care about himself, nor even cared that much in general. He took pleasure from watching his bottoms enjoy themselves to the most intimate level. Seeing Izumi slowly lose himself, feeling more and more, better and better, was all he lived for in that moment. Arisawa didn’t even know how much time had passed as he stopped feeling his arm from his elbow to his fingers, the pain from the motion dissipating. He only existed to tease Izumi’s prostate, like a sex machine. Similarly, his speed increased in time, changing the operating mode to spice things up. Every once in a while, he would stop and press on it hard for a few seconds, causing the older man to groan loudly, his body trembling as strong vibrations of pleasure passed through. Then he would resume to his normal pace, speeding back up, only to end it in the same way. “Haaa-ah… Aaah… H-aah… Mm-aahh… Haaaa-aah…” He whimpered hopelessly, not even trying to fight back anymore. In fact, Arisawa found it quite adorable how, after all that time, Izumi didn’t even think of intervening, to try and save his fate. He could have easily taken his throbbing cock in his hands and rub it to his release but he did nothing of that sort. Instead, his hands clenched onto the sheets below, holding them tightly. Perhaps he had no idea what to do. Eventually, he appeared to have fully relaxed, his legs spreading all the way, reflexively. His back arched, sucking in Arisawa’s fingers with impressing dexterity. He was close, the other man could tell, even going as far as to slowly shake his ass by himself, matching the motion he had been feeling until then.
Arisawa felt shivers down his spine, enticed by how lewd he had become. “Are you ready to give your right to be a man forever? If you cum from your ass, it’s all over, you know.” But, as all good things must end, the redhead couldn’t help but bully him a little bit more, bringing Izumi back to the situation he was actually in. As his face grimaced in pain, he looked so pitiful, almost close to tears. Regretfully, Arisawa moved for the very first time in a while, leaning closer to Izumi and gently kissing his forehead. “Sorry. Has my teasing gone too far? I don’t actually believe anything of that sort.” Izumi locked eyes with him, curiously. “Izumi-san’s Izumi-san no matter what. That won’t change. Please, enjoy yourself until the end.” The two of them kissed passionately, the warmth of another human being soothing Izumi even more. Arisawa bit his neck, licking it all over, while continuing to tease his prostate with his fingers. His other hand pinched one of his nipples, watching Izumi squirm under him. Izumi’s moans became louder, more desperate, as he wrapped his arms around Arisawa, fingers digging into his back. His legs also lifted into the air, clinging onto those never-ending sensations.
“Haaa-ahh… Aaah…” Izumi’s dick felt the friction of Arisawa’s body as the two held tightly onto one another, blissfully reaching his first orgasm as he was fully stimulated for the first time. “Haaa-ah… Mngh… A-Arisawa… aa-ahh…” His hot, thick cum spewed forward, the quantity proving Arisawa’s suspicious to be correct; he hadn’t done it in a while.
Pleased, the redhead slowly backed away, allowing Izumi to rest on the bed. “You did so well, Izumi-san. I’m glad.” Even at that moment, he continued to ignore his own painful erection, satisfied just by seeing the other man cum as he had never had in his life. He stood up, intending to not torment him any further, but to let him rest for a while.
For a few seconds, Izumi’s mind was blank, laying limp without saying another word. As he regained his senses, he became confused, near tears again, unable to understand why Arisawa was leaving so suddenly. He wondered if he did anything wrong, reaching his hand towards the other man and barely grabbing his coat in time to ask. “…W-What happened?” As the redhead turned in his way and walked closer to the bed, at a loss for words, Izumi used the last bit of his force to jolt him forward, on top of him again. Seeing the man return at his call was enough to give him the courage needed to proceed, starting by wrapping his arms around Arisawa’s neck and capturing him with another kiss. The redhead didn’t protest at all, his body falling right in Izumi’s embrace. Suddenly, he felt his shirt being pulled off, raising his arms to help with undressing. Izumi stopped motionless for a few seconds, his attention captivated by the sight of Arisawa’s nipple piercings, lewdly displayed right in front of him. He didn’t shy out from grabbing them with his fingers, pulling on them and watching the other man moan loudly. He couldn’t even tell if it was pain or pleasure, but assumed it was a combination of both.
“Haaa-ah… Aaah… I-Izumi-san…” He didn’t have time to think about it any longer though, his body urging him to seek more. Izumi unzipped Arisawa’s pants and pulled them down together with his underwear, then positioned himself in a way that would make penetration easier. His legs knew exactly how to spread and at what angle, twisting around Arisawa’s back as he waited for the man on top of him to plug his hole once more. Forgetting about using a condom and unable to move away from the greedy old man who was holding him for dear life, Arisawa obeyed his desire and quickly positioned his cock at Izumi’s entrance, forcing it inside. At first, Izumi did feel pain, his ass spreading more than he was prepared for. But as it continued to slide in, the burning warmth was turning into something else, setting his body on fire in a good way.
“Ha-aahh… aaaaa-aah…” His nails dug deeper into his skin that time, leaving long scratch marks all around. Somewhere deep inside, he felt so hungry for it he could almost scream, waiting for Arisawa to hit that exact spot and fill him up. Finally, after taking the cock all the way to the base, he felt a sense of happiness and intense satisfaction. But it didn’t prove to be enough for too long. He opened his eyes as he regained control of his body again, not even realizing when he had closed them. Arisawa was glancing in his eyes with an equally delighted expression. But it was not the face of someone who came there to rape and use him. Quite on the contrary, whenever the redhead looked at him, he felt appreciated, loved and a mutual desire of want and need. How long has it been since he felt someone truly love him? Has anyone even looked at him that way before? In a haze, he reached for a kiss, thinking he might as well become addicted to them. Arisawa kissed him as if he meant everything to him, starting to thrust in and out as well, on a pleasurable, rhythmic pace. He buried his face into his neck once more, hoping to leave a couple sexy hickeys all around, as he sucked and bit every part of his sensitive skin. His hands played with his nipples, the friction causing them to actually harden that time around. Izumi could finally feel pleasurable sensations from that as well, proving Arisawa’s training to have been quite successful. Perhaps even too successful, as their paid sex session turned into loving-making, the two men constantly kissing one another and touching each other’s bodies, searching for release.
“Haa-aahh… I-Izumi-san… Izumi-san… Izumi… Ahh…” Arisawa was reciting his name in desperation, unbearably happy at how nicely the situation had developed. He had been after Izumi for a long time after all, and held a great deal of affection for the old man. The thought that he could fulfill him in a way that he had never been before made him think he could potentially have a special place in his heart.
Meanwhile, Izumi’s mind was filled with Arisawa’s hopeless moans, the way his name was being called over and over making him forget everything else. “Aa-aaahh… Haaa-ah… Mmn-a-aahh… A-Ari… haa-aah…” He slid one hand behind the other man’s head, pulling him closer and gluing their foreheads together. He watched him from up close, patting him gently, fingers twirled in crimson locks. Maybe it was because of his age, but he could feel Arisawa had been lonely and starved for affection, like a kid that had lost his father. He thought of his son for a little while but everything dissipated as the pleasured increased, feeling his orgasm building up in his entire body. From his toes, to the tips of his fingers, Izumi trembled, lacking any sense of self control. “Haa-aah… A-Ari… I-I’m… a-aah…” He pulled him even closer, not even knowing how he had the strength to do so, finally cumming for the second time. Every muscle clenched for dear life until the sensation passed, the man able to catch his breath and detension only after it was over. “Haaa… Aa-ah…”
Izumi’s intuition wasn’t wrong, Arisawa’s heart beating faster under his soft, kind touches. In front of the older man, he felt like a kid for the first time, begging to be loved. “Izumi… Izumi-san… Ahh… I-I love you, Izumi-san… Haa-ahh… Y-You’re so cute… the most precious… Haaa…” Soon after Izumi came, he did as well, thrusting his cock in his deepest parts for a few seconds, cum overflowing in his lewd hole. “Haa…” He laid motionless, on top of Izumi, listening to his heartbeat.
While Arisawa was recovering, Izumi remained awake, the warm cum dripping out of his ass keeping him distracted. It teased him, the soft dick that was still inside sliding out slowly, the opening larger than before. Perhaps it acted as extra lubrication but it kept him so self-aware, not quite able to settle down. “Mmm…” There was cum in his ass, the thought alone was enough to make him want to die in embarrassment. But it was Arisawa’s and Arisawa had treated him kindly, against all expectations. It wasn’t so bad, to be loved by another man. He had to apologize to his son for everything he ever said, finally understanding the reality of it all. But before he could do so, Izumi couldn’t deny the urge growing inside. He pulled Arisawa to a side, without slipping out of him, glancing at him from above.
Arisawa came back to life once he spotted Izumi riding him out of his own accord. Was he that desperate to gain extra money? No, that couldn’t be it. The scenario was a little bit much, even for something like that. “Izumi… san? Not enough? Eh, it seems that I had misjudged you.” He tastefully teased him a little bit more, bracing himself for what was to come.
“You can keep going, right? Wake up your friend. This old man… is not nearly that old yet.” Izumi spoke back without stuttering or using a formal language. He felt confident, after being embraced and told that he was loved, confident enough to face someone else properly and be so bold about it. Arisawa was happy, his dick instantly arising at the sight anyway. Feeling how it was raising up inside of him aroused Izumi even more, the man caressing a bulge on this stomach. He was thin enough that he could see the tip of Arisawa’s cock pocking him on the inside. “Mmm… From over here, you’re reaching even deeper…” It felt slightly different than last time, arching his back and allowing it to poke as far as it could go. “Haa… Ahh… Arisawa you… this time around, I-I’ll make you feel good too…” Even though he was tired, he found the energy to bounce up and down, moaning loudly as the dick continued to penetrate him all the way to that newer spot, experimenting a different kind of pleasure. It hurt a bit more but every bit of pain was turning into pleasure almost right away, keeping him trapped between the two sensations. “Ahh… Haaa… aah… Ahh… Haa… Aaaah…”
Arisawa just took in the sight for a while, allowing Izumi to satisfy himself as he pleased. “Of course I can. Although, I’m a little bit worried about your ass once this is over but… oh well. I’m not about to complain. In fact, I’m totally enamored with you, Izumi-san. Haa... You’re so damn perfect in every way.” He was aware that neither of them would be able to reach a climax like that though, Izumi’s pace unable to keep up with neither of their desires. Despite that, Izumi continued to tease himself until his body began to shiver, his cock oozing with precum. No matter how hard he tried, it just wasn’t enough, glancing at Arisawa with a pleading expression. “Ahh… Heh, I knew that wouldn’t suffice. Let me help.” Up until then, Izumi had rode Arisawa in the usual way, on his knees, legs spread behind him. The redhead decided to change things up a little, grabbing onto his thighs and forcing them to come forward. With support from down below, Izumi’s legs were almost floating, spread in front of him. Although Arisawa was strong enough to lift him, he did find support in the bed when he needed some. That pose felt much more intimate, showing every single part of himself to Arisawa, who was free to shove his dick in and out as he pleased. His hands were resting behind him, on the redhead’s knees. When Arisawa did begin to thrust, he found that even gravity was on his side, pulling him down as the other lifted him up. It was easy for the younger man to move Izumi as he pleased, increasing the pace from earlier by a mile. Even more, he became aware of the kinky socks once again, as they were in full display. “Ahhh… Haaa… Yes… Fuck…. I-Izumi-san, why must you be so goddamn sexy? You… Haaa... Aaa-ah… I’m done going easy on you.”
Whenever he could, Izumi used the bed to continue moving as he did before, doing his best to match up with Arisawa. Overtaken by pure lust and intense pleasure, he bypassed his own body’s limits, frantically lifting his body up and down, back arched, facing the ceiling. Drool dripped down from the corner of his lips, another orgasm building up all the way inside. The submissive position he was in and the carnal, instinctual craving for another man’s stimulation was pushing him to the brim as well, unable to escape or run away. He wasn’t in control whatsoever, his body not his own but belonging to the man bellow and his cock. “Ahh… Haa… Ahhhh… Haa-aah… Ahh…” He moaned every single time the dick slid back in again, pleasure coming and going in pulsating waves. “A-Arisawa-aah… Haaa… T-There… Aaaah…” With one more push, he came again, his cum gently landing on the other man’s chest, dripping all over.
Arisawa raised himself and leaned closer, letting go of his seed deep inside while tightly holding Izumi. They both breathed hard, their fingers intertwining with one another as they went for one final kiss, from that half sitting position. “Izumi-san, I love you. I love you, Izumi-san…” Izumi’s heart sang happily, losing sense of himself since a while back. Before long, they found each other cuddling in bed, tightly so, finally closing their eyes to have some rest.
The next morning, to no one’s surprise, Izumi fell out of the bed right away, losing the ability to walk. He could barely feel his lower half. Arisawa chuckled to himself, knowing it would happen. Being old wasn’t easy but he didn’t have to struggle on his own anymore. He had no plans of letting that adorable Izumi-san go, any time soon.