[ 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.
[ It feels good every time his muscles give a weak flutter of resistance against the intrusion, hugging the toy tighter and wondering whether the shaft would begin to taper slimmer to a sticking point, or wider yet to the point where he'd start whining for a bit of reprieve. Plugs that were a bit ridged, contoured a bit bumpy, might really be ideal to look into, but for now he really wasn't too picky, just eagerly anticipating when Iwai might add a steady-soft quiver of vibration. ]
Well, that sort of happened accidentally. [ Ienzo swallows, voice already taking on a slightly dazed quality, just from drinking in the barely there feel of foreign fingers on his prick. His eyelids lower, relaxed and mumbling, stretching his arms up overhead in surrender to it. ] I wasn't really trying to suffocate myself, see, it just felt good and I was dizzy, too warm before I realized?
[ Burrowed under thick downy blankets, for fear of being caught in the act. He wriggles his shoulders a little against the mattress, bare except for the fitted sheet. Right now he's the opposite of that, completely expose, splayed vulnerable, his skin a little too cool from the air in places he isn't being touched. ]
...That's why I'm a little glad the bed's stripped down. [ He admits. The clean up's simpler, too.
He can feel his prick straining for a little more attention as Iwai leans close, threatening him with something like...neglect? Half a day's worth of sex, taking a toll on his body. He tries to imagine how sore that would leave him, and his expression twists into a pout of confusion.]
Well what would be the point if I was out cold for most of it, and then you left me alone right after?
Well that's how most kinks go. [He shoves the toy in a bit further so that Ienzo can recognize which end of the spectrum it's on; it starts to widen out just slightly. At least for now. Which begs the question of how big the toy gets.] Y'do it once, y'realize how good it is, suddenly you're payin' someone to do it to you.
[He's bold enough to at least admit he's hired a prostitute. He lets fingers rove over that prick again, humming as he looks at him closely.] Well yeah, the plan is to make you cum so many times you go dizzy. I don't wanna clean up that shit off a blanket.
[Not again, anyways.]
Y'know how much men would pay for a sleepin' boy? Could make rent off of you. I'd tie you up and sell yer body off... if I lost control.
[ It's starting to feel like a really scrumptious stretch, nicely girthy, enough to make him suck in a deeper breath, nibble on the thin skin of his lower lip, arching his shoulderblades back against the bed to try and start a gentle rocking motion, to try and ease himself in and out by small, ebbing pulses. Ienzo can feel his face going hotter, suspecting it's the steady, unfussed calm of Iwai's voice that's really doing the trick, even though the things he's suggesting also make him feel... vaguely queasy?
Although maybe not queasy enough as they ought to.]
Is that how it is at these private clubs? [ He frowns warily, though his voice is thinning breathier, broken between a loosely whiny sort of purr from Iwai touching him. ] There's always a munny exchange for it?
Or is it more like... just like a membership?
[ There's a strange tension in his chest, the deeper he spirals into the thought of being used that way. He's not entirely sure if it's self-disgust or arousal, or a bit of both. He does become more aware of his skin, feeling like it's humming with sensitivity. Ienzo steadies his gaze on the ceiling, fingers curling, gently testing his restraints with a soft pull, barely enough to count as a proper 'struggle', but just to feel out the beginnings of resistance in his limbs. ]
That... doesn't really sound like you 'losing control'. That sounds like you, being an opportunist. [ He mutters wryly, skeptical. Before the edges of the fantasy begin to darken into unease. ]
I could get sick. [ Hopefully, it's not a real asshole he's decided to risk this with.]
At the clubs? Nah. No payment except the membership. I just used to hire a lotta prostitutes. Not so much now, tho' every now and again.
[He shrugs his shoulders and gives the toy another push, spreading him further open still. He hums as he starts to wrap two fingers around that prick and give it some slow steady strokes.]
Sometimes it's good to just have someone take care of you and I'm single as fuck.
[Obviously.]
Heh. Trust me, I used to live the life where sometimes that shit just happened. Besides, I don't do it anymore. Wouldn't hurt anyone like that... unless they asked.
[He pushes the toy further inside of Ienzo. Letting him feel that stretch properly.]
Then again, some people really wanna get used like that. Lose control.
Ooh, that helps! [ Ienzo rasps, still rocking as Iwai begins to stroke him easy. Focus slips away from the parts of getting forced open that are starting to get slightly uncomfortable, his eyes going glazed with lazy pleasure. ]
How I grew up... [ he offers, as if he were someone closer to Iwai's age. Carrying the weighty regrets of someone with far more time than his smooth face suggests, to be spent fucking things up.] well, I'll just say we didn't treat people so great either.
Research... [ His breath catches sharply, with another slow push of the toy. Ienze rattles out quickly on the next breath, peering sideways at the padded cuffs, remembering how they'd strapped subjects down. There wasn't any pleasure in recieving those doses of dark extractions, unlike this.] Sometimes the things we do in the name of science is unforgiveable.
Bet you can tell, huh. [ He laughs weakly, a hollow noise. ] Most guys want all the sex they can get, but what kind of healthy person would be interested in all this stuff?
[ Surrendering control. Being broken. Blacking out to become some supple puppet for a moneymaking scheme. It's really awful, how the urge to cum is getting harder to hold back, imagining it.]
I sort've.... do... but- [ He grunts, flexing his toes wide, craning his head back so that his throat is bared and his hair falls away from his eyes. ] I'd rather not... literally pay out the ass for it till I'm totally broken.
Kid, I'm gonna be real frank with you. I'm an Ex-Yakuza. Trust me. We're not exactly in opposite boats of being assholes here. [He gives another push while giving Ienzo a bit more of a steady stroke up and down.] But if anyone tells you they're healthy, the'yre fulla shit. And this kinda sex isn't unhealthy.
[He clears his throat.]
But I ain't a therapist. And if you're this guilty about your past, y'might want to talk to one.
[He just sighs and gives another push to the toy, getting it about halfway in, with no vibration so far.]
[ It's an oddly comforting frankness. Ienzo visibly relaxes. He even forgets to bristle with irritation at being called 'kid'. It just rolls so easily off Iwai's tongue.
Ienzo wets his own lips, squirms a little at thought of feeling so naked, in all ways.]
It's easier... just to try and let myself feel good, this way. [ He mutters distractedly, stretching out his spine luxuriously a little more, twisting to try and relieve the coil of tension without letting go it entirely.
Hah, therapy. Right.]
When I'm all worn out, you mean? And when you've had your fill of me?
[ Now is really not the time to be bashful, and yet... everything feels so warm. He's struggling to come up with anything naughtier than begging for an aftercuddle, which admittedly... doesn't sound quite as hard-edged and ready for anything as he'd hoped to appear. ]
Well...if by then you want your bed back, I...promise I won't take up too much space? I could be nice to keep to yourself.
[ Ienzo laps at his lips, shivers out an echoing hum of a sound that seeps into a lower groan, feeling a tiny prickle begin to spread in his feet from keeping his legs partly raised.
That's about the same time he feels the starting quiver of the toy's motor, on its faintest setting. He shivers sharply, shutting his eyes, prepared to be satisfied.]
Guess I'll be loose enough for it by then, right?
[ He smirks, adopting such a careless air ease about it, you'd think he was accustomed to that sort of thing. In truth, his pulse is racing, and his excitement warm in Iwai's hand.]
[ A noise that's nearly a whimper escapes him, between panting that steadily climbs with his desperation. His toes curl and flex, fighting the edge of stuffed-full discomfort, not wanting to beg for anything to ease up. Mutters, weakly, between clenched teeth-] I can take it...
[ But his body is beginning to tremble with the tightening coil of heat, resisting the urge to loose his load, wetness at the corners of his eyes and drooling from the tip of his prick. ]
Please what? [He pushes in the toy a bit more. Barely anything at all. It's almost all the way in, but he's making Ienzo wait ever so (im)patiently for it.] What are y'askin' me for?
[He likes the begging and the needing and the desiring. It's... really good to hear right now when he's so close to finishing Ienzo up.]
[ Too full. Too full. His body had begun burning with the swollenness inside of him, a discomfort he'd been so very stubborn about ignoring, an edge he'd kept pushing at, right up to now.
Now, the pain's catching up to the intensity of his pleasure, and Ienzo's trying his damndest not to thrash and maybe make it worse, trying to loosen up.
Iwai probably expects him to beg for more, enough to make him cum, he is, after all, maybe just a hair's breadth away...
But his insides feel a little too displaced, belly bloated, full of whatever air's been stoppered up inside of him as Iwai's worked the plug in.
He tosses his head with a ragged moan, wishing he could set a self-soothing hand over his stomach, or just guide the plug into just the right place himself. Maybe just a little... just a little pause of reprieve, before he's jam packed past the brink. ]
Take it... [ he whimpers, eyes starting to swim out of focus.] take it out halfway, so I can catch my breath?
[He doesn't really respond to that, he just simply pulls it out enough for Ienzo to breathe and try to relax again.]
Too much?
[He moves to rub Ienzo's stomach for a moment to help him calm down. It's not a tiny toy, and he's certainly taking in a lot of stuff. He hums lightly.]
It's okay. Deep breaths. Ain't gonna do anythin' you ain't comfortable with.
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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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Date: 2020-05-30 10:02 pm (UTC)Well, that sort of happened accidentally. [ Ienzo swallows, voice already taking on a slightly dazed quality, just from drinking in the barely there feel of foreign fingers on his prick. His eyelids lower, relaxed and mumbling, stretching his arms up overhead in surrender to it. ] I wasn't really trying to suffocate myself, see, it just felt good and I was dizzy, too warm before I realized?
[ Burrowed under thick downy blankets, for fear of being caught in the act. He wriggles his shoulders a little against the mattress, bare except for the fitted sheet. Right now he's the opposite of that, completely expose, splayed vulnerable, his skin a little too cool from the air in places he isn't being touched. ]
...That's why I'm a little glad the bed's stripped down. [ He admits. The clean up's simpler, too.
He can feel his prick straining for a little more attention as Iwai leans close, threatening him with something like...neglect? Half a day's worth of sex, taking a toll on his body. He tries to imagine how sore that would leave him, and his expression twists into a pout of confusion.]
Well what would be the point if I was out cold for most of it, and then you left me alone right after?
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Date: 2020-06-02 08:57 pm (UTC)[He's bold enough to at least admit he's hired a prostitute. He lets fingers rove over that prick again, humming as he looks at him closely.] Well yeah, the plan is to make you cum so many times you go dizzy. I don't wanna clean up that shit off a blanket.
[Not again, anyways.]
Y'know how much men would pay for a sleepin' boy? Could make rent off of you. I'd tie you up and sell yer body off... if I lost control.
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Date: 2020-06-02 10:07 pm (UTC)Although maybe not queasy enough as they ought to.]
Is that how it is at these private clubs? [ He frowns warily, though his voice is thinning breathier, broken between a loosely whiny sort of purr from Iwai touching him. ] There's always a munny exchange for it?
Or is it more like... just like a membership?
[ There's a strange tension in his chest, the deeper he spirals into the thought of being used that way. He's not entirely sure if it's self-disgust or arousal, or a bit of both. He does become more aware of his skin, feeling like it's humming with sensitivity. Ienzo steadies his gaze on the ceiling, fingers curling, gently testing his restraints with a soft pull, barely enough to count as a proper 'struggle', but just to feel out the beginnings of resistance in his limbs. ]
That... doesn't really sound like you 'losing control'. That sounds like you, being an opportunist. [ He mutters wryly, skeptical. Before the edges of the fantasy begin to darken into unease. ]
I could get sick. [ Hopefully, it's not a real asshole he's decided to risk this with.]
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Date: 2020-06-02 10:17 pm (UTC)[He shrugs his shoulders and gives the toy another push, spreading him further open still. He hums as he starts to wrap two fingers around that prick and give it some slow steady strokes.]
Sometimes it's good to just have someone take care of you and I'm single as fuck.
[Obviously.]
Heh. Trust me, I used to live the life where sometimes that shit just happened. Besides, I don't do it anymore. Wouldn't hurt anyone like that... unless they asked.
[He pushes the toy further inside of Ienzo. Letting him feel that stretch properly.]
Then again, some people really wanna get used like that. Lose control.
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Date: 2020-06-02 10:49 pm (UTC)How I grew up... [ he offers, as if he were someone closer to Iwai's age. Carrying the weighty regrets of someone with far more time than his smooth face suggests, to be spent fucking things up.] well, I'll just say we didn't treat people so great either.
Research... [ His breath catches sharply, with another slow push of the toy. Ienze rattles out quickly on the next breath, peering sideways at the padded cuffs, remembering how they'd strapped subjects down. There wasn't any pleasure in recieving those doses of dark extractions, unlike this.] Sometimes the things we do in the name of science is unforgiveable.
Bet you can tell, huh. [ He laughs weakly, a hollow noise. ] Most guys want all the sex they can get, but what kind of healthy person would be interested in all this stuff?
[ Surrendering control. Being broken. Blacking out to become some supple puppet for a moneymaking scheme. It's really awful, how the urge to cum is getting harder to hold back, imagining it.]
I sort've.... do... but- [ He grunts, flexing his toes wide, craning his head back so that his throat is bared and his hair falls away from his eyes. ] I'd rather not... literally pay out the ass for it till I'm totally broken.
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Date: 2020-06-07 12:38 am (UTC)[He clears his throat.]
But I ain't a therapist. And if you're this guilty about your past, y'might want to talk to one.
[He just sighs and gives another push to the toy, getting it about halfway in, with no vibration so far.]
Eh. Shame. Fine, what would you want me to do?
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Date: 2020-06-07 02:05 am (UTC)Ienzo wets his own lips, squirms a little at thought of feeling so naked, in all ways.]
It's easier... just to try and let myself feel good, this way. [ He mutters distractedly, stretching out his spine luxuriously a little more, twisting to try and relieve the coil of tension without letting go it entirely.
Hah, therapy. Right.]
When I'm all worn out, you mean? And when you've had your fill of me?
[ Now is really not the time to be bashful, and yet... everything feels so warm. He's struggling to come up with anything naughtier than begging for an aftercuddle, which admittedly... doesn't sound quite as hard-edged and ready for anything as he'd hoped to appear. ]
Well...if by then you want your bed back, I...promise I won't take up too much space? I could be nice to keep to yourself.
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Date: 2020-06-22 10:36 pm (UTC)[He hums as he moves to keep working on Ienzo. His fingers on that prick and giving him a bit more toy inside of him, before starting to turn it on.]
Hmm, depends. Y'open to cock warming for the night?
[He does pause his motions, letting Ienzo lay there and wait.]
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Date: 2020-06-22 10:59 pm (UTC)That's about the same time he feels the starting quiver of the toy's motor, on its faintest setting. He shivers sharply, shutting his eyes, prepared to be satisfied.]
Guess I'll be loose enough for it by then, right?
[ He smirks, adopting such a careless air ease about it, you'd think he was accustomed to that sort of thing. In truth, his pulse is racing, and his excitement warm in Iwai's hand.]
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Date: 2020-06-28 04:59 am (UTC)[He pushes the toy further in him.]
Cause it might hurt if ya ain't.
[He's still a bit (a lot) of an asshole. But Ienzo is perhaps starting to enjoy that part of him. Because he's not delicately touching him.]
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Date: 2020-07-04 06:09 pm (UTC)[ But his body is beginning to tremble with the tightening coil of heat, resisting the urge to loose his load, wetness at the corners of his eyes and drooling from the tip of his prick. ]
Please, please [ he murmurs, dry in the throat.]
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Date: 2020-07-09 03:07 pm (UTC)[He likes the begging and the needing and the desiring. It's... really good to hear right now when he's so close to finishing Ienzo up.]
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Date: 2020-07-10 12:44 am (UTC)Now, the pain's catching up to the intensity of his pleasure, and Ienzo's trying his damndest not to thrash and maybe make it worse, trying to loosen up.
Iwai probably expects him to beg for more, enough to make him cum, he is, after all, maybe just a hair's breadth away...
But his insides feel a little too displaced, belly bloated, full of whatever air's been stoppered up inside of him as Iwai's worked the plug in.
He tosses his head with a ragged moan, wishing he could set a self-soothing hand over his stomach, or just guide the plug into just the right place himself. Maybe just a little... just a little pause of reprieve, before he's jam packed past the brink. ]
Take it... [ he whimpers, eyes starting to swim out of focus.] take it out halfway, so I can catch my breath?
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Date: 2020-07-13 02:49 am (UTC)Too much?
[He moves to rub Ienzo's stomach for a moment to help him calm down. It's not a tiny toy, and he's certainly taking in a lot of stuff. He hums lightly.]
It's okay. Deep breaths. Ain't gonna do anythin' you ain't comfortable with.
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