But by that point, he's in the room with his lollipop stick, hanging up his cellphone, and wearing only his boxers now. It's been a while since he did any sort of play this young upstart seemed to like, but velcro worked nicely.]
Sorry 'bout that.
[He moves to wrap a hand around that other leg, feeling it in his grasp.]
[ He drops the open cuff with a slight start when Iwai reappears, watching him closely with a baited breath of anticipation.
Luckily, it doesn't look like the call was anything serious enough to put the brakes on this.
Ienzo's relieved, but slightly nervous too, and the slight bit of concave space beneath his ribs where he's sucking in the softness of his belly betrays that a little more than he means it to.
It's better, once Iwai reaches for his shin. He tucks his chin in a quick nod]
[ His lungs swell with that touch up his sternum, eyes widening slightly, half hidden by his bangs. ]
Well I didn't ask for you to pull out a whole dungeon, [ Ienzo scoffs, rolling his wrist at the brush of Iwai's fingers, shrugging up his shoulders mildly, lowering his eyelids to look 'cooled' and disaffected, face softening. ] I just assumed a man like you had a few interesting things tucked away in the back, that you could show me.
[ A smile sneaks up one corner of his mouth, subtle. He likes the idea of punishment more than he can say, there are certainly things he's done in his life that warrant a bit of rough treatment or at the very least a bit of discipline, since his tolerance for pain is wanting, but the little nibble at his lips tells all.
So does the slight flinch of interest in his prick. He squirms in place against the fitted sheet, the rest of the bed stripped bare, as he'd been told to help with while waiting.]
I'm sure we can make do, [ Ienzo breezes smoothly, raising his gaze with a hint of challenge. ] provided you're not too out of practice? You could punish me a little, as a warm up?
[He moves to flex his fingers a bit as he stands properly up with a grunt. He's still old, dammit. Looking over Ienzo, his cute pale body in full showing, he runs his fingers up and down him, with a nod.]
Suppose you're gonna want more than a spankin'.
[Well, thankfully, he's got a few things around here. His fingers move to grip an airsoft gun, a pistol in fact, although it looks very real. His fingers grip around the handle, not even touching the trigger, before he brings it up to Ienzo's mouth.]
[ It's an accusation that makes the tips of his ears go pink, his smile go tight ever so slightly, his chin tip secretively downward, ends of his bangs nearly brushing his chest.]
Am I? I'm trying to make up for a tragically under-exercized adolescence. Traditional romance doesn't really interest me much.... but this does.
[ The young man answers wryly, a hand slipping down between his legs to cup around his crotch, instinctively a little protective as Iwai begins touching him.
His eyes lift hopefully at mention of a spanking, but then dart furtively aside, then back toward Iwai as he pulls out the pistol, drawing in his breath to look slightly cross-eyed down the barrel. Fear grips him for a split second, because this feels very dangerous, but it's all just for show, isn't it?
His adam's apple bobs in a nervous swallow with the thought of getting choked, but he leans forward daringly, parts his lips, to give just a tiny flash of tongue, a kittenish lap across the muzzle, testing... Ienzo's eyes raise to meet Iwai's, apprehensive but far less gunshy than he perhaps should be.]
[He holds the gun steady, letting Ienzo playfully go around it with his tongue. Testing it and seeing what he can handle. No rush. It's all about what the boy can do. Eventually, after he comes back for a second or third time, he'll be more able to handle the action.]
Mmm, is this what you can do? It's quite attractive.
[His fingers move to play gently with Ienzo's prick, finger over the head, while the other holds the gun steady.]
[ It doesn't take too much encouragement, holding it right up against his mouth like that, for Ienzo to part his lips around it, shutting his eyes. It's a totally foolish game of trust to play like this, isn't it, with a man he barely knows. He's only spent the night once before, under unexpected cicumstances... but this time he's back by choice, wanting something more direct than crawling into bed late at night with a stranger who let him stay.
Something's still hurting in him, the kind of slow-to-heal darkness that makes it dangerously easy to wrap his mouth around the muzzle of a gun and forget a sense of wariness about what could happen next.
Ienzo wrinkles his nose, huffs through it at that suggestion, furrows his brow in mild annoyance. Is he really seeking out a 'next fix'? It really does make him sound like some kind of terrible deviant, doesn't it? Maybe he is.]
No? [ he squeaks, tipping back his head and peeling his pliant lips off the gun, so that he can speak.] I... I'm just trying to figure this out.
[It catches him off guard, when a hand brushes against his, nudges fingers away from their curl around his half-arousal. He can feel it swell at the touch, getting bigger, even though Izai's fingertip feels a little too dry, rough- uncomfortable and pleasant all at once. He's not sure if he wants to tip his pelvis toward it, or squirm away.]
I... you can do that, safely? [ Ienzo questions warily, lips murmuring against the opening, tasting something else, something strange besides gunmetal that he can't quite identify.] Or... or mmm-maybe something else?
You seem to be into the whole thing more than I thought.
[It's a dangerous pose for anyone looking in, and for anyone who doesn't know guns at all. However, Iwai is aware that, even if this was a real gun (isn't it incredible how realistic it looks and feels, Ienzo?), he's careful enough to not have any reason to fear.]
I can. If you want to feel the gunmetal inside of you... filling you up... making you feel worried... what's gonna happen next.
[As he moves in close to Ienzo's face, leaving the rest of his body untouched, with the gun towards his mouth still.]
[ Ienzo tips his head till the bangs fall away from his eyes, revealing them both, slitted cat-thin and expressively curious, wavering. ]
Should... I be pretending like I don't want to? [ He questions, unsure of the appropriate ettiquette. ] Would you rather play the bad guy?
[ But he listens as Iwai tells him, half like a sensual taunt of a promise, half like a dangerous threat- as he recognizes the coiling pattern of familiar lust inside of him.
It's darkness, just as it was all along. He's been itching for the darkness he isn't supposed to be craving anymore, and the feeling's got him twisted up with shame in a way he can't dredge out of himself. Maybe the spanking will help. Maybe if it hurts even a little, he'll learn to know better than to seek this stuff out.
But his prick gives a betraying flinch of interest, hardening up at the thought of something even bigger, somehow more threatening than this boxy-shaped, intractable blackness hovering millimeters from his mouth. Trying to imagine how anyone could want that shoved up inside of them. His soft belly pulls in a little more concave, gut drawn tight.
He swallows, tongue gone dry, gathering up his daring on a soft inhale through his nose. ]
I... I was figuring you might use something a little more, um... bullet shaped?
[ He winces hopefully. He's seen those kind of wicked, tapered-to-bulbous, shivery toys before. Read somewhere that they weren't meant to go up inside you fully, could get stuck, but you could load them up into larger, safer insertables for more interesting stimulation. ]
...Y'know, to be honest, I don't really know. I just thought it was sexy.
[Well, that probably pulls them out of them mood, but he does keep the gun at Ienzo's mouth, if he's still interested in playing along with this part, at least. Iwai's fingers keep roaming over him again as he slowly climbs onto the bed.]
Ah... I know what ya want.
[From the case beside the bed, he pulls out a little red bullet vibrator. It's definitely more bulbous and egg shaped. He turns it on slowly as he presses it against Ienzo's prick.]
Somethin' like this?
[With one hand holding the gun, and the other holding the vibrator, he's definitely got his hands full with a good time.]
[ It might peel back one layer of the illusion, to have Iwai admit he's mostly just winging it, but in the moment that honestly is refreshing... it's enough to make Ienzo ever-so-briefly grin, tucking his chin, biting down on his own amusement. Two can play at a performative game.]
Is is "pretty sexy". [ He murmurs in an undertone, before sliding neatly back under the spell of pretending like this threat aimed at his face is a real one, parting his lips and shutting his eyes and trying to make an erotic show of it, nuzzling his open mouth up against the cool gunmetal, tasting very delicately with the curled tip of his tongue.
It's sort of fun, trying to turn on a man who's brand is supposedly "Untouchable" by toying with his goods, giving himself up the be fastened to the bed. While Iwai reaches for something else, Ienzo glances down discreetly beneath his lashes, toward the gun dealer's crotch, to check for any rewarding sign of him getting hard.
And it seems a little unfair, to be fully naked already while Iwai's still in his pants, but just seeing a bit of bulge beginning to show gives him smug satisfaction. Watch me be 'sexy' too.
Ienzo shivers as the vibrator touches his veiny skin, making the whole thing tremble root to tip, feeling oh so engorged. Too much of that could be numbing, too stimulating, directly on his prick, but he already knows that he wants it elsewhere]
Just like that. [ He nods breathlessly, squirming a little- it's ticklish, after being held steady for just a few seconds.] Uh-huh! [ The young man shifts his hips higher, rising up onto his knees and spreading wider.] Put that inside me.
....please? [He adds, an afterthought, in case that sounded too demanding or deperate. Can't hurt to be polite, right? ]
[Oh yeah, he's definitely getting hard from this. Though he does hope to put Ienzo into a more fun situation as he gets used to this again. Once Ienzo starts to get back into the more dom and sub roles between them, he even starts to let his pants bulge more.
Moving closer on the bed between them, he pushes the gun a bit into his mouth, towards his throat to let him choke a bit, before pulling it all back. With the bullet vibe still rumbling towards that prick. He moves it up and down before starting to pull it away.]
What do you want it in? Somethin' big? Somethin' stretchin' you out?
[He hums and grabs a small dildo from the case nearby.]
[ It's sudden, the pistol pushed down in his mouth, pressing down on his tongue enough to make him gag, a small moment of panic that makes his throat close up and his shoulders sieze in panic...
Then just like that it's over, the gun withdrawn and the wave of anxiety subsiding, if only partway. Ienzo catches his breath and tries to compose himself... easier, once the bullet's no longer touching him either.]
Oh... [ His eyes sharpen a little as he peers around at this new piece he's presented with, realizing he might get a choice. ]
There are more options? [ Something's gleaming in his gaze... don't get too greedy now, Ienzo. ]
I could... show me the other one again? Either of those? [ he'd favor a smoother, tapered end, for starters... but neither makes him feel particularly wary about losing it inside. They're flared enough, on the back end.] Well maybe the smaller one, first?
Or you could surprise me. I'll let you know, if it's too much to handle.
[ Well, it's promising that Iwai's already planning on inviting him back for a 'next visit', so assured that he must be doing something right, Ienzo cants his hips a little harder against Iwai's hand and nudges against him, just so, eyes lidded, already looking distanced and blissed by just that gentler contact. He stays hard and hot under Iwai's hand, enough that his voice trembles just a little with expectant arousal. ]
I'm... I'm not very experienced, actually...? [ He admits quietly, muttering, while Iwai putters beyond his range of sight.]
I've just had a lot of time to fantasize. Read up on things.
With the vibrators? I really like those little pulses, almost like a purr, deep and steady, when I use mine at home just to wear myself down, so I can sleep heavy. And I guess... so if I ever had an opportunity like this, I could be ready. So I'm not too tight to take forever getting started.
But I want weirder sensations too, I'd like to try... nothing that's going to really mess me up till next tuesday, just... enough to drive me a little out of sorts. Stuff I can't do with myself. Headgames that need two people.
I really need to escape from my own head, for even just a little while, and I just want to feel like I've really earned my finish. [ Ienzo tries to explain, sounding vulnerable in his own seriousness. ] That I've given you enough of...whatever you want to see.
I do like being able to keep things in for a long while... but I don't really want to be hurt, I just want to feel uncomfortable enough that comfortable feels... um, special? I only want you to let me relax if I do good.
[ For a moment, his smile is almost sweetly expectant, before he glances back down between his own legs, sheepish for being so earnest about his wants. ]
...Hm. Makes sense. So y'wanna be a distraction for yourself and for yer partner.
[It's a bit of a base line explanation of all of it, but it's how Iwai's starting to explain it all better. He hums as he prepares the toy away from his view.]
Weirder sensations? Like wax? Some fire play? Maybe some more stretchin'?
[His fingers move over towards Ienzo's cock to give it a rub again. Just one, don't want him to cum immediately.]
Y'ever been to a BDSM club or bathhouse or somethin' like that? You'd probably fit in real nicely there.
[Shrugging his shoulders as he starts to lift up the rather... large toy. Not massive, but certainly big enough to cause some stretch.]
[ Ienzo nods, pretending to be serenely composed about it, although he's flushing with mild embarassment, the heat in his cheeks mostly from excitement for whatever the gun shop salesman's getting ready. ]
Uhm- [ He tries to wrap his head around those options, but with Iwai's hand grazing across his prick again, stroking the skin, he's momentarily blanking on the right words, groaning a little in the agony of him backing off.] Mmh... maybe not fire, [ he blinks blearily, trying to gather his breath. Collect his senses. ] But... the other two, sure?
[ The young man swallows, eyes locking on that new bulbed and ridged shaft of a shape that the bullet must have disappeared into. It doesn't matter than he's not actively being touched- he'll stay hard and veiny with interest, tip peeking red from the fold of his foreskin and threatening to drool, until that thing's been wedged up inside.]
I've tried a bathhouse or two before. [ He admits, shifting around on the sheets, ever the more aware of his own nakedness, a general sense of anticipatory uncertainty. Should he get down on knees and elbows, bring his shoulders down close to the mattress, leave his ass perked in the air? Wait for Iwai to tell him how he wants him posed?
One thing's certain- he's thirsty for the newness of an experience, itching intently with sexual curiousity. The right guidance, and who knows what he'd be capable of going through?]
Never been to a club, though. Can't say I'm so interested in the tacky, public ones where there's cash exchanged... that'd just make me feel desperate and cheap. [ He wrinkles his nose, squinting speculatively up at the arms dealer. ] You sort of need to be invited though, right? To get into the serious ones? Vetted by someone?
[Not that he's really into the whole fucking someone with fire or anything. Wax is fun, he has a bit of that around here. Humming as he keeps the toy lubed up before moving it between his legs to let the tip rub against the entrance. The vibrator is off right now. Maybe it's not even in there and it's just a regular dildo at this point.]
Lay on yer back and let me watch you squirm.
[He shrugs his shoulders as he runs a finger up and down Ienzo's brick with a hum.]
Hmmm, yeah, you would need to. Y'need someone on the inside, maybe someone who knows someone who owns one of 'em to get you an invite.
Well....I could be into all sorts of different things, probably, in the right hands?
[ He considers with a shrug, his eyes dropping to Iwai's capable fingers positioning the toy against his skin. For all his uncertainty about playing with fire, there's an openess to this young fellow that's rare... or at least he knows how to present himself that way, a coyly curious, eager-to-please promise of malleability.
Before he'd mentioned sort-of offhandly, that he'd been an apprentice most of his life. Not a student, though his discarded clothes could certainly belong to a buttoned-up collegiate sort. Ienzo carried himself with the dangerous self-awareness of being someone ready to be groomed... and maybe he saw his sexual expression in sort of similar light. Seeking out guidance. To be led and exposed to steeper risks, little by little.]
Right now really into this?
[ He purrs, easing back and spreading his knees, raising his legs till his tailbone's hovering just shy of the mattress and Iwai can see the soles of his feet, padded cuffs still strapped around his ankles. He lets his eyelids droop, trying to relax enough to feel that tight curl of muscle begin to give against the insistent pressure of a nuzzling tip... even if it feels a bit too big and solid to get much of anywhere just yet. It's smooth and slick. Less warm than Iwai's lazily grazing fingertip, which leaves his breath stuttering on it's way out.
Ienzo peels his eyes open slowly, meeting Iwai's as he smirks. That knowing look is mirrored.]
Well if that's all it takes, then I'd love to get to know someone on the inside.
[Grooming feels weird. The idea of it at least. But he can't help thinking about how good it would feel to have this boy turn into the perfect partner. His body type is fairly perfect for what Iwai is interested in... he did like them younger looking and even if he's definitely not jailbait, he could potentially pass for it. In the eyes of the right (or wrong) person.
He hums as he lets the toy rub against the entrance, keeping a relaxed look on his face.]
I'm sure someone will get you in if you keep actin' right.
[The toy teases its way inside as he keeps a relaxed posture as well, not wanting to give off an idea that he might be at all unsure of what the hell he's doing part of the time.]
How's that?
[He's slow, in both entering and touching him. Although he'd really like to overwhelm him and make him melt into the bed, he's much more focused on keeping them both awake and working towards a mutual conclusion.]
What? [ Ienzo's eyes snap open, a little unprepared for a response that so...self-depricating? Or perhaps it's just the casual vulgarity of it that catches him off-guard. He's unsure what sort of compliment Iwai could be fishing for... so instead he gives him a guarded sort of smile, tucking his own hands against the soft insides of his thighs to 'help' hike them a little further apart, higher, so that it's easier to spread him wide.] No they aren't... [ He laughs, tries to react like it's an amusing joke, like he's prepared to launch into flattering at the slightest indication that he should. ] I like them? Honestly, if you were using your whole hand on me in earnest right now, I'd probably be close to finishing already.
[He's tempted to ask what 'acting right' entails, since sex club 'best behavior' is probably a bit different from being acceptable anywhere else? Should he be teasing and coy, or modestly obedient until told otherwise, or shamelessly lewd? It probably depends on who's taking interest. Iwai's proven a little hard to figure out... and Ienzo can't quite decide why he's craving his approval so sorely, connections and the promise of somewhere to go when he needs some serious relief aside.
He fights the urge to squirm with impatience, to rock his spine along the mattress in small, hopeful nudges till his body is eagerly swallowing up the toy and pushing it back out, shifting his weight until there's a certain pressure that sends a chill through his tightening nipples and a weird, pleasureable tingle in his kneecaps, his prick flinching hard.]
Nice. [ He breathes out, just little a bit dazed by the way he can feel his own body pulsing from being so filled up. ] Do I look like it's too tight? [ He rasps, throat dry. ] Could I take a little more?
Even if they're covered in callouses and are nice and dry? Or do you like that?
[He clearly does as he wants to be touched all over by his hand and pushed to the brink of his orgasm. That's an amusing vision for himself.] I think you'd go too crazy and probably past out if I really went wild. [Watching him being hiked up and showing off more of his body. Which is very nice, and very young.
He hums as he looks at him, pushing in a bit more of the toy.] A little more?
[Well now he doesn't want to. He wants to keep tormenting him and hearing him beg, hearing him whine, hearing him need more. So instead, he uses his fingers back on that prick to play with it lightly.]
[ It's a little cruel to keep his hands dry when there's presumably a bottle of lube somewhere within reach, since he can feel it slick against his hole, coating the toy. All the same, Ienzo's not too intimidated by a rougher touch than his own hands, which are smooth and unscarred from time spent under gloves.
If he's up for trying out sex clubs, he could stand to start getting used to a little discomfort. Willing to try it out, at the very list.]
I could like that, if you take care? [ He cocks his head, giving Iwai a roving provocative eye, lapping a little at his lips.] If it hurts, I'll ask you to stop.
[ With just fingertips touching, barely dandling at his erection, Ienzo lets a tighter whine press higher at the back of his throat, swivelling his shoulders ineffectively to try and keep his hips still.]
I do! [ Ienzo gasps, letting his eyes fall shut, trying to sink all his awareness into that deep sensation of being stretched, feeling even more space inside of him borrowed by something solid. He wishes it would move a little more, and maybe he's the one who has to move to make that happen, trying to grind where he really doesn't have much leverage. Maybe, if he braced a foot on Iwai's shoulder... Or maybe he could just plead prettily enough, and get exactly what he wanted.] Yes, please?
I've... only ever made myself pass out once before, keeping my head under the pillows. [ The young man admits, full of a forbidden sort of fascination- what kind of things would Iwai do with him if he blacked out? What kind of things could they do in a private club, where people felt freer about doing the unthinkable? Would he wake to find his whole body respositioned? All sorts of things he'd have second thoughts about happening, if he were fully conscious? If only he could dare to trust like that. Feel safe enough. He's doesn't, but feels tempted to try regardless.]
What would you do if you "went wild"? [ His curiousity is just itching, like the whole length of his arousal and the deeper places that toy is threatening to probe against. ] Fuck me till I came to?
[ There now, see? He's perfectly capable of using filthy words. ]
Yeah, got it. [At least he tries to be smooth. He doesn't try to be rough or nasty or forceful, he simply tries to be smooth and easy going with this. As smooth as he can be.] Eh consider it texture play or some shit like that.
[He does reward Ienzo with the begging to push the toy in just a bit more. Enough to make him feel more filled out but not enough to make him feel like he's being properly filled. There's more work to be done in regards to that. More begging. At least he looks more than attractive like this. All needy and sweaty on the bed.]
...Shit. You did that to get off? Damn, you should be at the club, y'don't need someone to sneak you in. [He's kinky as it is, what can Iwai do for him?
Being asked what would happen if he went wild, he paused for a moment alooked right at him closely. Leaning forward a bit, up to his head.] Well for starters, I'd have you passed out, keep you passed out and fuck you for the next twelve hours. Then I'd leave you alone and let you deal with the shit that came next.
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Date: 2020-04-06 04:25 am (UTC)It takes one and a half.
But by that point, he's in the room with his lollipop stick, hanging up his cellphone, and wearing only his boxers now. It's been a while since he did any sort of play this young upstart seemed to like, but velcro worked nicely.]
Sorry 'bout that.
[He moves to wrap a hand around that other leg, feeling it in his grasp.]
Still good to keep goin'?
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Date: 2020-04-06 04:35 am (UTC)Luckily, it doesn't look like the call was anything serious enough to put the brakes on this.
Ienzo's relieved, but slightly nervous too, and the slight bit of concave space beneath his ribs where he's sucking in the softness of his belly betrays that a little more than he means it to.
It's better, once Iwai reaches for his shin. He tucks his chin in a quick nod]
Yes. ...Should I go face down, or face up?
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Date: 2020-04-06 04:56 am (UTC)[He moves to run a hand up Ienzo's chest, walking around to his head to touch his wrist as well. Humming and looking at his face.]
Gonna hafta forgive my limited supply. Been a good number of years since anyone wanted to get into this.
[He's not a bdsm master, Ienzo. Let him breathe.]
Though I should punish you for breakin' out.
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Date: 2020-04-06 05:13 am (UTC)Well I didn't ask for you to pull out a whole dungeon, [ Ienzo scoffs, rolling his wrist at the brush of Iwai's fingers, shrugging up his shoulders mildly, lowering his eyelids to look 'cooled' and disaffected, face softening. ] I just assumed a man like you had a few interesting things tucked away in the back, that you could show me.
[ A smile sneaks up one corner of his mouth, subtle. He likes the idea of punishment more than he can say, there are certainly things he's done in his life that warrant a bit of rough treatment or at the very least a bit of discipline, since his tolerance for pain is wanting, but the little nibble at his lips tells all.
So does the slight flinch of interest in his prick. He squirms in place against the fitted sheet, the rest of the bed stripped bare, as he'd been told to help with while waiting.]
I'm sure we can make do, [ Ienzo breezes smoothly, raising his gaze with a hint of challenge. ] provided you're not too out of practice? You could punish me a little, as a warm up?
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Date: 2020-04-06 07:09 pm (UTC)[He moves to flex his fingers a bit as he stands properly up with a grunt. He's still old, dammit. Looking over Ienzo, his cute pale body in full showing, he runs his fingers up and down him, with a nod.]
Suppose you're gonna want more than a spankin'.
[Well, thankfully, he's got a few things around here. His fingers move to grip an airsoft gun, a pistol in fact, although it looks very real. His fingers grip around the handle, not even touching the trigger, before he brings it up to Ienzo's mouth.]
Should I make you choke on this?
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Date: 2020-04-07 01:21 am (UTC)Am I? I'm trying to make up for a tragically under-exercized adolescence. Traditional romance doesn't really interest me much.... but this does.
[ The young man answers wryly, a hand slipping down between his legs to cup around his crotch, instinctively a little protective as Iwai begins touching him.
His eyes lift hopefully at mention of a spanking, but then dart furtively aside, then back toward Iwai as he pulls out the pistol, drawing in his breath to look slightly cross-eyed down the barrel. Fear grips him for a split second, because this feels very dangerous, but it's all just for show, isn't it?
His adam's apple bobs in a nervous swallow with the thought of getting choked, but he leans forward daringly, parts his lips, to give just a tiny flash of tongue, a kittenish lap across the muzzle, testing... Ienzo's eyes raise to meet Iwai's, apprehensive but far less gunshy than he perhaps should be.]
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Date: 2020-04-07 01:59 am (UTC)[He holds the gun steady, letting Ienzo playfully go around it with his tongue. Testing it and seeing what he can handle. No rush. It's all about what the boy can do. Eventually, after he comes back for a second or third time, he'll be more able to handle the action.]
Mmm, is this what you can do? It's quite attractive.
[His fingers move to play gently with Ienzo's prick, finger over the head, while the other holds the gun steady.]
Maybe y'want it in you too?
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Date: 2020-04-07 02:53 am (UTC)Something's still hurting in him, the kind of slow-to-heal darkness that makes it dangerously easy to wrap his mouth around the muzzle of a gun and forget a sense of wariness about what could happen next.
Ienzo wrinkles his nose, huffs through it at that suggestion, furrows his brow in mild annoyance. Is he really seeking out a 'next fix'? It really does make him sound like some kind of terrible deviant, doesn't it? Maybe he is.]
No? [ he squeaks, tipping back his head and peeling his pliant lips off the gun, so that he can speak.] I... I'm just trying to figure this out.
[It catches him off guard, when a hand brushes against his, nudges fingers away from their curl around his half-arousal. He can feel it swell at the touch, getting bigger, even though Izai's fingertip feels a little too dry, rough- uncomfortable and pleasant all at once. He's not sure if he wants to tip his pelvis toward it, or squirm away.]
I... you can do that, safely? [ Ienzo questions warily, lips murmuring against the opening, tasting something else, something strange besides gunmetal that he can't quite identify.] Or... or mmm-maybe something else?
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Date: 2020-04-07 10:27 pm (UTC)[It's a dangerous pose for anyone looking in, and for anyone who doesn't know guns at all. However, Iwai is aware that, even if this was a real gun (isn't it incredible how realistic it looks and feels, Ienzo?), he's careful enough to not have any reason to fear.]
I can. If you want to feel the gunmetal inside of you... filling you up... making you feel worried... what's gonna happen next.
[As he moves in close to Ienzo's face, leaving the rest of his body untouched, with the gun towards his mouth still.]
I have bigger ones too.
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Date: 2020-04-07 11:02 pm (UTC)Should... I be pretending like I don't want to? [ He questions, unsure of the appropriate ettiquette. ] Would you rather play the bad guy?
[ But he listens as Iwai tells him, half like a sensual taunt of a promise, half like a dangerous threat- as he recognizes the coiling pattern of familiar lust inside of him.
It's darkness, just as it was all along. He's been itching for the darkness he isn't supposed to be craving anymore, and the feeling's got him twisted up with shame in a way he can't dredge out of himself. Maybe the spanking will help. Maybe if it hurts even a little, he'll learn to know better than to seek this stuff out.
But his prick gives a betraying flinch of interest, hardening up at the thought of something even bigger, somehow more threatening than this boxy-shaped, intractable blackness hovering millimeters from his mouth. Trying to imagine how anyone could want that shoved up inside of them. His soft belly pulls in a little more concave, gut drawn tight.
He swallows, tongue gone dry, gathering up his daring on a soft inhale through his nose. ]
I... I was figuring you might use something a little more, um... bullet shaped?
[ He winces hopefully. He's seen those kind of wicked, tapered-to-bulbous, shivery toys before. Read somewhere that they weren't meant to go up inside you fully, could get stuck, but you could load them up into larger, safer insertables for more interesting stimulation. ]
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Date: 2020-04-14 10:24 pm (UTC)[Well, that probably pulls them out of them mood, but he does keep the gun at Ienzo's mouth, if he's still interested in playing along with this part, at least. Iwai's fingers keep roaming over him again as he slowly climbs onto the bed.]
Ah... I know what ya want.
[From the case beside the bed, he pulls out a little red bullet vibrator. It's definitely more bulbous and egg shaped. He turns it on slowly as he presses it against Ienzo's prick.]
Somethin' like this?
[With one hand holding the gun, and the other holding the vibrator, he's definitely got his hands full with a good time.]
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Date: 2020-04-14 11:02 pm (UTC)Is is "pretty sexy". [ He murmurs in an undertone, before sliding neatly back under the spell of pretending like this threat aimed at his face is a real one, parting his lips and shutting his eyes and trying to make an erotic show of it, nuzzling his open mouth up against the cool gunmetal, tasting very delicately with the curled tip of his tongue.
It's sort of fun, trying to turn on a man who's brand is supposedly "Untouchable" by toying with his goods, giving himself up the be fastened to the bed. While Iwai reaches for something else, Ienzo glances down discreetly beneath his lashes, toward the gun dealer's crotch, to check for any rewarding sign of him getting hard.
And it seems a little unfair, to be fully naked already while Iwai's still in his pants, but just seeing a bit of bulge beginning to show gives him smug satisfaction. Watch me be 'sexy' too.
Ienzo shivers as the vibrator touches his veiny skin, making the whole thing tremble root to tip, feeling oh so engorged. Too much of that could be numbing, too stimulating, directly on his prick, but he already knows that he wants it elsewhere]
Just like that. [ He nods breathlessly, squirming a little- it's ticklish, after being held steady for just a few seconds.] Uh-huh! [ The young man shifts his hips higher, rising up onto his knees and spreading wider.] Put that inside me.
....please? [He adds, an afterthought, in case that sounded too demanding or deperate. Can't hurt to be polite, right? ]
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Date: 2020-04-15 02:14 am (UTC)Moving closer on the bed between them, he pushes the gun a bit into his mouth, towards his throat to let him choke a bit, before pulling it all back. With the bullet vibe still rumbling towards that prick. He moves it up and down before starting to pull it away.]
What do you want it in? Somethin' big? Somethin' stretchin' you out?
[He hums and grabs a small dildo from the case nearby.]
Or this? Somethin' about your size?
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Date: 2020-04-15 03:51 am (UTC)Then just like that it's over, the gun withdrawn and the wave of anxiety subsiding, if only partway. Ienzo catches his breath and tries to compose himself... easier, once the bullet's no longer touching him either.]
Oh... [ His eyes sharpen a little as he peers around at this new piece he's presented with, realizing he might get a choice. ]
There are more options? [ Something's gleaming in his gaze... don't get too greedy now, Ienzo. ]
I could... show me the other one again? Either of those? [ he'd favor a smoother, tapered end, for starters... but neither makes him feel particularly wary about losing it inside. They're flared enough, on the back end.] Well maybe the smaller one, first?
Or you could surprise me. I'll let you know, if it's too much to handle.
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Date: 2020-04-17 11:02 pm (UTC)[He moves to rub the cock, and moves one out of view to get it ready with a hum.]
...Y'mind if I ask what sorta things you like? Cause you seem very experienced in this.
[He pops open a small bottle of lube as he coats whatever is underneath the bed and gets the little bullet underneath to put it all together.
To really surprise Ienzo.]
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Date: 2020-04-18 12:46 am (UTC)I'm... I'm not very experienced, actually...? [ He admits quietly, muttering, while Iwai putters beyond his range of sight.]
I've just had a lot of time to fantasize. Read up on things.
With the vibrators? I really like those little pulses, almost like a purr, deep and steady, when I use mine at home just to wear myself down, so I can sleep heavy. And I guess... so if I ever had an opportunity like this, I could be ready. So I'm not too tight to take forever getting started.
But I want weirder sensations too, I'd like to try... nothing that's going to really mess me up till next tuesday, just... enough to drive me a little out of sorts. Stuff I can't do with myself. Headgames that need two people.
I really need to escape from my own head, for even just a little while, and I just want to feel like I've really earned my finish. [ Ienzo tries to explain, sounding vulnerable in his own seriousness. ] That I've given you enough of...whatever you want to see.
I do like being able to keep things in for a long while... but I don't really want to be hurt, I just want to feel uncomfortable enough that comfortable feels... um, special? I only want you to let me relax if I do good.
[ For a moment, his smile is almost sweetly expectant, before he glances back down between his own legs, sheepish for being so earnest about his wants. ]
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Date: 2020-05-11 06:10 pm (UTC)[It's a bit of a base line explanation of all of it, but it's how Iwai's starting to explain it all better. He hums as he prepares the toy away from his view.]
Weirder sensations? Like wax? Some fire play? Maybe some more stretchin'?
[His fingers move over towards Ienzo's cock to give it a rub again. Just one, don't want him to cum immediately.]
Y'ever been to a BDSM club or bathhouse or somethin' like that? You'd probably fit in real nicely there.
[Shrugging his shoulders as he starts to lift up the rather... large toy. Not massive, but certainly big enough to cause some stretch.]
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Date: 2020-05-11 10:02 pm (UTC)[ Ienzo nods, pretending to be serenely composed about it, although he's flushing with mild embarassment, the heat in his cheeks mostly from excitement for whatever the gun shop salesman's getting ready. ]
Uhm- [ He tries to wrap his head around those options, but with Iwai's hand grazing across his prick again, stroking the skin, he's momentarily blanking on the right words, groaning a little in the agony of him backing off.] Mmh... maybe not fire, [ he blinks blearily, trying to gather his breath. Collect his senses. ] But... the other two, sure?
[ The young man swallows, eyes locking on that new bulbed and ridged shaft of a shape that the bullet must have disappeared into. It doesn't matter than he's not actively being touched- he'll stay hard and veiny with interest, tip peeking red from the fold of his foreskin and threatening to drool, until that thing's been wedged up inside.]
I've tried a bathhouse or two before. [ He admits, shifting around on the sheets, ever the more aware of his own nakedness, a general sense of anticipatory uncertainty. Should he get down on knees and elbows, bring his shoulders down close to the mattress, leave his ass perked in the air? Wait for Iwai to tell him how he wants him posed?
One thing's certain- he's thirsty for the newness of an experience, itching intently with sexual curiousity. The right guidance, and who knows what he'd be capable of going through?]
Never been to a club, though. Can't say I'm so interested in the tacky, public ones where there's cash exchanged... that'd just make me feel desperate and cheap. [ He wrinkles his nose, squinting speculatively up at the arms dealer. ] You sort of need to be invited though, right? To get into the serious ones? Vetted by someone?
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Date: 2020-05-18 02:17 am (UTC)[Not that he's really into the whole fucking someone with fire or anything. Wax is fun, he has a bit of that around here. Humming as he keeps the toy lubed up before moving it between his legs to let the tip rub against the entrance. The vibrator is off right now. Maybe it's not even in there and it's just a regular dildo at this point.]
Lay on yer back and let me watch you squirm.
[He shrugs his shoulders as he runs a finger up and down Ienzo's brick with a hum.]
Hmmm, yeah, you would need to. Y'need someone on the inside, maybe someone who knows someone who owns one of 'em to get you an invite.
[He looks at him with a smirk.]
Maybe if y'ask, you'll get one by text later on.
[HINT HINT.]
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Date: 2020-05-18 03:07 am (UTC)[ He considers with a shrug, his eyes dropping to Iwai's capable fingers positioning the toy against his skin. For all his uncertainty about playing with fire, there's an openess to this young fellow that's rare... or at least he knows how to present himself that way, a coyly curious, eager-to-please promise of malleability.
Before he'd mentioned sort-of offhandly, that he'd been an apprentice most of his life. Not a student, though his discarded clothes could certainly belong to a buttoned-up collegiate sort. Ienzo carried himself with the dangerous self-awareness of being someone ready to be groomed... and maybe he saw his sexual expression in sort of similar light. Seeking out guidance. To be led and exposed to steeper risks, little by little.]
Right now really into this?
[ He purrs, easing back and spreading his knees, raising his legs till his tailbone's hovering just shy of the mattress and Iwai can see the soles of his feet, padded cuffs still strapped around his ankles. He lets his eyelids droop, trying to relax enough to feel that tight curl of muscle begin to give against the insistent pressure of a nuzzling tip... even if it feels a bit too big and solid to get much of anywhere just yet. It's smooth and slick. Less warm than Iwai's lazily grazing fingertip, which leaves his breath stuttering on it's way out.
Ienzo peels his eyes open slowly, meeting Iwai's as he smirks. That knowing look is mirrored.]
Well if that's all it takes, then I'd love to get to know someone on the inside.
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Date: 2020-05-20 09:34 pm (UTC)[Grooming feels weird. The idea of it at least. But he can't help thinking about how good it would feel to have this boy turn into the perfect partner. His body type is fairly perfect for what Iwai is interested in... he did like them younger looking and even if he's definitely not jailbait, he could potentially pass for it. In the eyes of the right (or wrong) person.
He hums as he lets the toy rub against the entrance, keeping a relaxed look on his face.]
I'm sure someone will get you in if you keep actin' right.
[The toy teases its way inside as he keeps a relaxed posture as well, not wanting to give off an idea that he might be at all unsure of what the hell he's doing part of the time.]
How's that?
[He's slow, in both entering and touching him. Although he'd really like to overwhelm him and make him melt into the bed, he's much more focused on keeping them both awake and working towards a mutual conclusion.]
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Date: 2020-05-20 10:58 pm (UTC)[He's tempted to ask what 'acting right' entails, since sex club 'best behavior' is probably a bit different from being acceptable anywhere else? Should he be teasing and coy, or modestly obedient until told otherwise, or shamelessly lewd? It probably depends on who's taking interest. Iwai's proven a little hard to figure out... and Ienzo can't quite decide why he's craving his approval so sorely, connections and the promise of somewhere to go when he needs some serious relief aside.
He fights the urge to squirm with impatience, to rock his spine along the mattress in small, hopeful nudges till his body is eagerly swallowing up the toy and pushing it back out, shifting his weight until there's a certain pressure that sends a chill through his tightening nipples and a weird, pleasureable tingle in his kneecaps, his prick flinching hard.]
Nice. [ He breathes out, just little a bit dazed by the way he can feel his own body pulsing from being so filled up. ] Do I look like it's too tight? [ He rasps, throat dry. ] Could I take a little more?
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Date: 2020-05-25 01:07 am (UTC)[He clearly does as he wants to be touched all over by his hand and pushed to the brink of his orgasm. That's an amusing vision for himself.] I think you'd go too crazy and probably past out if I really went wild. [Watching him being hiked up and showing off more of his body. Which is very nice, and very young.
He hums as he looks at him, pushing in a bit more of the toy.] A little more?
[Well now he doesn't want to. He wants to keep tormenting him and hearing him beg, hearing him whine, hearing him need more. So instead, he uses his fingers back on that prick to play with it lightly.]
Dunno... I don't know that y'want it enough.
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Date: 2020-05-25 04:51 am (UTC)If he's up for trying out sex clubs, he could stand to start getting used to a little discomfort. Willing to try it out, at the very list.]
I could like that, if you take care? [ He cocks his head, giving Iwai a roving provocative eye, lapping a little at his lips.] If it hurts, I'll ask you to stop.
[ With just fingertips touching, barely dandling at his erection, Ienzo lets a tighter whine press higher at the back of his throat, swivelling his shoulders ineffectively to try and keep his hips still.]
I do! [ Ienzo gasps, letting his eyes fall shut, trying to sink all his awareness into that deep sensation of being stretched, feeling even more space inside of him borrowed by something solid. He wishes it would move a little more, and maybe he's the one who has to move to make that happen, trying to grind where he really doesn't have much leverage. Maybe, if he braced a foot on Iwai's shoulder... Or maybe he could just plead prettily enough, and get exactly what he wanted.] Yes, please?
I've... only ever made myself pass out once before, keeping my head under the pillows. [ The young man admits, full of a forbidden sort of fascination- what kind of things would Iwai do with him if he blacked out? What kind of things could they do in a private club, where people felt freer about doing the unthinkable? Would he wake to find his whole body respositioned? All sorts of things he'd have second thoughts about happening, if he were fully conscious? If only he could dare to trust like that. Feel safe enough. He's doesn't, but feels tempted to try regardless.]
What would you do if you "went wild"? [ His curiousity is just itching, like the whole length of his arousal and the deeper places that toy is threatening to probe against. ] Fuck me till I came to?
[ There now, see? He's perfectly capable of using filthy words. ]
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Date: 2020-05-30 09:24 pm (UTC)[He does reward Ienzo with the begging to push the toy in just a bit more. Enough to make him feel more filled out but not enough to make him feel like he's being properly filled. There's more work to be done in regards to that. More begging. At least he looks more than attractive like this. All needy and sweaty on the bed.]
...Shit. You did that to get off? Damn, you should be at the club, y'don't need someone to sneak you in. [He's kinky as it is, what can Iwai do for him?
Being asked what would happen if he went wild, he paused for a moment alooked right at him closely. Leaning forward a bit, up to his head.] Well for starters, I'd have you passed out, keep you passed out and fuck you for the next twelve hours. Then I'd leave you alone and let you deal with the shit that came next.
Now, if I was a real asshole, it'd get worse.
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