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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.]

Dunno... I don't know that y'want it enough.

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radiantlegacy

[ 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. ]

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gunmods

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.

Now, if I was a real asshole, it'd get worse.

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radiantlegacy

[ 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?

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gunmods

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.

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radiantlegacy

[ 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.]

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gunmods

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.

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radiantlegacy

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.

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gunmods

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.]

Eh. Shame. Fine, what would you want me to do?

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radiantlegacy

[ 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.

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gunmods

Fair 'nough. Sometimes it's what's good enough.

[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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radiantlegacy

[ 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.]

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gunmods

Mmm... let's hope.

[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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radiantlegacy

[ 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, please [ he murmurs, dry in the throat.]

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gunmods

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.]

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radiantlegacy

[ 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?

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gunmods

[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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radiantlegacy

[ Ienzo gasps in ragged gulps, greedily trying to regain some sense of relief, tension visibly dropping away from everywhere but his prick, which stays unflinchingly hard and angrily flushed in its nest of sparse slate curls, tip protruding from the foreskin with pouting indignation. It gleams with welling precum, balls swollen. Body suckling helplessly eager around the tapering girth of the toy. Every flinch of stretched muscle sends a spidering dizziness down through his limbs.

He recovers gratefully, eyes regaining their watery focus after a moment, when he seems to brace himself for more and wriggle back into position, chin pointed toward the ceiling.] Okay... okay [ He echoes in a ragged whisper, decisive.] It's still good! It's just... big to have in long, without a break.

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gunmods

Geeze, then you're really gonna need some practice. [But he lets out a low chuckle.] That's fine, tho'. We can keep goin' when you're ready again.

[He hums and looks him over. His fingers moving to give that cock a small light stroke before moving back down to touch that toy where it touches Ienzo's hole.]

Deep breaths. Slow breaths.

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radiantlegacy

I've practiced on smaller stuff... [ He mumbles a little defensively, bracing his legs and shifting his hips slightly to try and nudge the toy in and out in smaller, short motions.

Ienzo tries to follow those guiding words, somehow managing to milk the sound of his breathing into such a pretty picture of self-inflicted torment that it's hard to believe he isn't laying it on just a little too thick for effect.

But hey, this fellow with a hand on his prick surely expects some entertainment out of this too, right?]

I'm ready for more practice. [ He nods. ] I wanna be good at it for you.

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gunmods

Y'want it back in just yet?

[He keeps playing with that prick, humming and turns on the toy a little higher while it's still partially inside of him.]

Or do y'want somethin' else? Lemme know.

[He hums and give that prick a good long stroke before rubbing the tip.]

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radiantlegacy

[Finally the toy creeps up to a satisfying rumble of a shiver, enough to make his shoulderblades clench up and twist, sucking in air between his teeth.]

Ffffuuck. [ He whispers emphatically on the exhale, deliberate and syrupy-slowed, a little bit delirious. ]

May I just finish now? [ Ienzo croaks thinly, the pleasure of his fingertip too razor-fine and exacting. ] Please?

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gunmods

Hmm... can y'ask nicer? Maybe more needy?

[Some more slow strokes on that cock as he looks over him.]

Somethin' that really makes me think you want it.

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radiantlegacy

Mmh-More needy?

[ He whimpers, pinched and desperate, arching his back prettily and pushing his pelvis forward, insistant. How much more can he show it, just how live and thrumming his nerves are, how anxious to let go? ]

Edited Date: 2020-07-24 10:03 pm (UTC)