Kittisak blurted out, “The actual fuck?”

Shu’s cock had opened up along the thick seam and separated into two cocks, each one quickly swelling in size in his hand. They were glistening with that clear liquid—some sort of monstrous precome?—and the wet sounds it made as Shu stroked was sinfully obscene. He had his big hand curled around them both with his middle finger sliding between them as he growled.

Two cocks.

Shu had two cocks.

They were so wet and thick, and Kittisak had no idea that such a thing was even possible in nature. He couldn’t stop himself from imagining what it would feel like to take both of those big things inside of him, and he pushed his dry finger in deeper, a loud moan tumbling over his lips.

The quick burn and burst of pressure were too much, and his entire body tensed, shaking as he came. It was hotter this time, his hips jerking frantically as he fucked his tight fist. His come pooled in the front of his boxers, and he rubbed the head of his dick there as he shuddered. He twisted his finger in his hole one final time, and then withdrew his hand to brace himself so he wouldn’t tip flat on his face from exhaustion.

Shu grunted and his purrs abruptly stopped as he gasped, his cocks pulsing over his clawed fingers. His come was milky blue and thick, and it splashed across his flexing abs. His growling purrs started up again as he inhaled, groaning low as he got a hand on each dick to stroke himself through his climax.

Kittisak kept squeezing his dick until he couldn’t stand the touch of his own hand, licking his lips hungrily as he finally pulled his hand out. He was sticky with come and sweat, and he met Shu’s dazzling eyes with an awkward smile.

Shu was smiling, warm and happy, and he chortled quietly. His cocks were melding back together, the seam reuniting flawlessly as they retreated back inside his body. In a few seconds, the slit closed and Shu’s Ken doll status was restored.

Kittisak laughed, a nervous snort, and he didn’t know what to say now. He felt like he’d witnessed something miraculous and equally erotic, and those images were going to be burned into his mind for the rest of his life.

Shu’s smile was currently turning his insides to goo, and Kittisak wanted to reach out and take his hand.

Except they were both covered in come.

Right.

“Pool?” Kittisak asked.

“Huh. Pool.” Shu grunted as he stood, offering his hands down to help Kittisak up. He drew them back, wiped them off on his thighs, and tried offering them out again.

Kittisak chuckled and grabbed them, letting Shu pull him up. “It’s fine. We both need a bath anyway, yeah?”

“Huh. Bath.”

Kittisak loved how strong Shu’s hand was curling around his own, and he didn’t even mind the stickiness. He let Shu help him into the pool, and they stood together on the ledge. They each took a moment to bathe, and Shu turned away to give Kittisak some privacy.

Kittisak stripped out of his boxers beneath the water, wringing them out as best as he could and then leaving them on the ledge to dry out. He finished rinsing off, still smiling and enjoying the sweet afterglow. “So, uh… thank you.”

“Prrp?” Shu glanced back at him.

“For the… I don’t even know how to say it.” Kittisak laughed. “The show? For the, uh, what did you call it? Caris? The caris assistance?”

Shu smiled. “Caris…” He thought it over before adding, “Touch.”

“Caris is touch?” Kittisak hesitantly reached out and laid his hand on Shu’s shoulder. “Caris?”

“Huh.” Shu nodded. “Touch.”

“Thank you for asking me.” Kittisak didn’t want to move his hand just yet. “About the caris. Touch. Whatever. Wow. That was weird.” He laughed again. “And hot, like wow. That was the hottest thing ever. And I’m rambling. I have no idea what to say.”

“Say?”

“Yeah, it’s awkward. I’m not even sure you understand me most of the time to be honest.”

“Understand,” Shu said earnestly. “Kitty no caris.”

“Right. None of that. Right now. Maybe. Shit. I understand this is confusing, but—”

“I understand,” Shu said more clearly. “None. Right now.”