Page 51 of Love of the Egoist
“Wow…” Yugo muttered. “I never thought something like this could happen.”
Leaning back on his elbow, Yugo couldn’t tear his admiring gaze from the passionate Kuon, who seemed to be possessed by someone else. He’d become rapacious, aggressive and rough, claiming what he wanted with fangs and claws.
For the first time, Kuon voluntary kissed Yugo’s body.
Kuon’s lips skimmed down his skin, leaving ticklish trails on his abdomen. His impatient fingers tugged the wet denim fabric down Yugo’s hips as he moved lower, nuzzling Yugo’s thighs, searing them with his rickety breath. Kuon wavered before the pink tongue appeared between his lips and touched the tip of Yugo’s cock. A crystal-clear drop rolled out from the slit, and the urge to lick it off and feel its sweetness blossomed on Kuon’s aroused face.
Yugo groaned when his cock slipped into Kuon’s mouth. He watched how brown eyes hooded with heavy lids and a drop of saliva rolled down Kuon’s chin.
Yugo wanted to cum—his arousal too strong to contain; the pressure in the pit of his stomach unbearable. Attempting to extract his own name from Kuon’s lips, he tortured not only the younger man but himself as well.
“Kuon…” he said, plaited his fingers in the wet mop of Kuon’s hair and gently pulling his head off his jerking cock. Getting to his feet, he grabbed Kuon’s elbow, and yanked him upright. Kuon’s palms slapped the wall when Yugo shoved him deeper in the shower cubicle, impatience rushing his blood. Yugo’s palm landed at the middle of Kuon’s back and pressed his burning chest against the tile wall. Kuon shivered and sucked the air through his teeth.
In anticipation, Kuon planted his feet apart and arched his back.
Goosebumps prickled Yugo’s skin. He felt like he was thirteen again when he’d watched porn for the first time in his life, caressing himself with a trembling sweaty palm.
Yugo hankered to fuck Kuon senseless, to bury himself into his curvy butt; his gaze feasting on the view of Kuon’s twitching entrance. It pulsated, begging to be filled, loved, pleased. The uncontrollable urge to taste that hungry hole fucked with his brain.
“Fuck, Kuon… this is so pretty,” he whispered, licked his lips, sank onto his knees and pressed his mouth against the puckered entrance, squeezing the base of his own cock in a wish not to come… yet.
The slick, warm tongue entered Kuon’s body almost without resistance, and Yugo tasted soap in his mouth. A half-cry, half-roar, filled with disappointment, erupted from Kuon’s larynx. He hung his head, trembling.
“Yugo…” Kuon whispered.
Yugo shut his eyes as ghostly clamps squeezed his chest. He had to flex his muscles to subdue the sudden itch under his skin. The first word that had come from Kuon’s mouth after many long and exhausting days of silence was his own name. But seconds later, he heard another one that made him even happier, curling his lips into a dumb smile.
“Bastard…”
“I’m here.” Yugo’s guts twisted in a painful cramp, holding back further seemed impossible. His internals burned, his blood boiled, and his skin itched to get release. He couldn’t think straight, even his vision betrayed him, narrowing to one small spot—Kuon’s tight ass.
He got to his feet and gripped Kuon’s torso in his arms, entering his trembling body in one go. Slippery, twitching, soft—Kuon’s insides closed around him with sweet, warm bliss. A soft moan full of languor and contentment echoed in the bathroom.
Impulse, another one, and one more. Kuon arched his back, shuddering, melting, and vanishing, under Yugo’s possessive hands. His face half turned, mouth open, expecting a kiss, and Kuon’s eyes clouded with arousal. Yugo doubted he was aware of what was happening around him. His ability to control his movements also seemed to be lost. His palms, slapping and slipping against the wall, left palm prints all over the misted surface of the pale tile. His lips moved on their own, constantly mumbling a single name.
Kuon’s body convulsed, and a long, needy cry left his lips. His inner muscles shrank, closing up painfully around Yugo’s length. His dark eyes rolled up, leaving only whites visible.
“Fuck.” Yugo moaned, crushing Kuon’s shoulders in his grip. He tugged the man closer, pressing his chest to Kuon’s water coated back. His head spun, vision shut down, and his heart slammed against his ribcage. Shooting pain jolted through his chest and for a second Yugo thought he was having a heart attack. He leaned forward the moment Kuon leaned back. Hot breath bled into his own, intoxicating his inflamed brain. He gasped for air when scorching juice left his body, marking Kuon’s insides.
Yugo panted, hanging between dream and reality. His lips, sore from kisses, stretched in a self-satisfied smile as he fondly clasped Kuon in his arms. His flaccid dick slid out from the relaxed body as deft fingers replaced it. Kuon, slack after sex, closed his eyes and delegated his weight to Yugo, letting the man clear the evidence of their closure out of his body.
CHAPTER 15
KUON OPENED HIS EYESonly to shut them close. Shameful, vibrant memories of their last intercourse rushed into his skull. He clenched his jaw, trying to contain the crushing cascade of wired emotions.
Go and die, Kuon!he screamed in his head. The words echoed in his emotional, vulnerable mind. He released a long groan, drowning in self-hatred.I almost begged him to fuck me. He overtook my body, my mind. All I can think about are his hands, his lips, and the sound of his voice. I want him… fuck, this is so lame. This is the worst! Kuon, have you gone insane? Have you lost your mind? Why the fuck are you craving his touch so much? Why does he turn me on so much that I lose my mind?
He roused himself to his feet, ignoring the dull pain in his back and ass. The events kept replaying in his head, his feverish mind searching for the explanation. But meeting one dead end after the other, Kuon felt trapped; his chest weighted. He took a look around like an animal at bay. Thanks to all Gods he was alone.
I let him hold my dick while I pissed… what am I, sick? With every day he is changing me. He marked my body and now he has twisted my morals too. I wanna die…
Losing all strength, he fell back onto the sheets, which smelled like the man they belonged to. A primeval bawl left his mouth. All he wanted was to fall asleep and never wake up again. Covering his head with the pillow he closed his eyes.
Such a disgrace. And the worst thing is… I… kinda like his company. Oh, fuck it! Kuon, come on! You are just a doll to him. He will break you then discard you… this is a game to him. He said it himself, have you forgotten? He is only kind because he wants to be kind now. Because you didn’t make him mad for a while. Have you forgotten the taste of his whip?
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KUON SAT AT THE EDGE OF THE BED,his hands gripping his hair for what felt like hours. He tried with every fiber of his being to calm his tumultuous emotions.
