he wanted to.
“ So what other kinds of
magic can I expect?” Hiro asked.
Masaki formed his lips into an O shape
and blew out a small flame, which expanded into a greenish ball of
foxfire. The next was orange, the one after that blue. Hiro watched
them floating over the clearing.
“ Does that make your mouth
hot?”
“ You could find out,”
Masaki said, inching closer.
Hiro stiffened once he realized how
his question had sounded. But then he turned to Masaki, who licked
his lips and gave a faint smile. “I suppose I could.” Hiro moved
in, nervous and wishing Masaki would take over. Their lips touched,
and suddenly the itching and burning from his chest spread all over
Hiro’s body. He sucked in a breath, and the feeling faded
instantly. He kissed Masaki again, this time letting his tongue run
over Masaki’s lower lip. Though the kiss was sweet, Hiro moaned,
lust overwhelming him. He deepened the kiss until they both gasped
for breath, and then he said, “Make love to me, in the clearing.
It’s so beautiful out here.”
Masaki searched his face, caressing
his cheek and stroking his hair. “You’re certain?”
Hiro kissed him again, then began to
pull him to the grass. “I’m a grown man who should’ve been fucking
for years. Yes, I’m sure.” He reclined on the grass, unbuttoning
his shirt before throwing it and the suit jacket off. “Don’t you
want me? You’ve watched me, I know.”
Masaki knelt and watched him
undressing. “Who told you that?”
“ My brother. And
Inari.”
“ So Inari did come to
you.”
“ Yes. I wasn’t going to
tell, but we promised honesty. He gave me the power to feel you
watching.”
“ Really?”
Hiro grew tired of talking. He’d never
been so turned on in his life. He couldn’t explain it—he just
needed relief, to feel Masaki inside him. “Yes. This afternoon, you
watched me dress. I was embarrassed, but then I felt empowered.
I’ve never felt attractive, not really.” His cock pressed against
his zipper. “I thought of you as I jerked off, imagined you
watching. Made me come hard.”
“ You are attractive.
You’re beautiful.” He licked his lips. “Especially when you come. I
enjoy watching you, no matter what you’re doing.” Masaki finally
took his own suit jacket off. “Are you upset?”
“ I was at first, but now I
don’t care. I like how much you want me.” He’d already kicked his
shoes off, and now he pushed his boxers and pants down. His cock
sprang out, slapping his belly. “Turned me on so much when I felt
you watching me.” Hiro reached out and unbuttoned Masaki’s shirt.
“Your body’s amazing. Inari let me watch you in the
shower.”
Masaki’s eyes went wide with shock.
“What else did you two do?”
“ Nothing. He pretended he
wanted to seduce me, a test. But I felt I was safe. Just knew it.”
Hiro pushed Masaki’s shirt off. “He loves you.”
“ Yes.”
“ You’ve made love with
him? Her?” Hiro believed it had to be true, but he needed to hear
it.
“ Yes, but only as a man.”
Masaki took Hiro’s face in his hands. “But that’s over. My love for
my god is a different thing.”
“ I can live with that.”
Hiro leaned back. “Touch me.”
Masaki moved on top of Hiro, fingers
dancing over his chest. Soon his mouth replaced them. “What’s
gotten into you?” he asked.
Hiro moaned. “Denied myself too long.”
He ran his hand into Masaki’s hair. “I like you. So much. You’re
too sweet to be real.”
“ Too sweet, huh?” Masaki
moved lower and took Hiro’s cock into his mouth, pushing Hiro’s
legs up so he could finger his hole.
Hiro gasped. For years he’d imagined
how it would feel for a man to touch him there, but the reality
took his breath away. For a moment, his body burned again, the
tingling making him squirm. Masaki pulled back and looked at him
before moving his mouth lower. He rimmed Hiro, working the ring of
muscle, and then his tongue entered Hiro. Chills moved up his
“ So what other kinds of
magic can I expect?” Hiro asked.
Masaki formed his lips into an O shape
and blew out a small flame, which expanded into a greenish ball of
foxfire. The next was orange, the one after that blue. Hiro watched
them floating over the clearing.
“ Does that make your mouth
hot?”
“ You could find out,”
Masaki said, inching closer.
Hiro stiffened once he realized how
his question had sounded. But then he turned to Masaki, who licked
his lips and gave a faint smile. “I suppose I could.” Hiro moved
in, nervous and wishing Masaki would take over. Their lips touched,
and suddenly the itching and burning from his chest spread all over
Hiro’s body. He sucked in a breath, and the feeling faded
instantly. He kissed Masaki again, this time letting his tongue run
over Masaki’s lower lip. Though the kiss was sweet, Hiro moaned,
lust overwhelming him. He deepened the kiss until they both gasped
for breath, and then he said, “Make love to me, in the clearing.
It’s so beautiful out here.”
Masaki searched his face, caressing
his cheek and stroking his hair. “You’re certain?”
Hiro kissed him again, then began to
pull him to the grass. “I’m a grown man who should’ve been fucking
for years. Yes, I’m sure.” He reclined on the grass, unbuttoning
his shirt before throwing it and the suit jacket off. “Don’t you
want me? You’ve watched me, I know.”
Masaki knelt and watched him
undressing. “Who told you that?”
“ My brother. And
Inari.”
“ So Inari did come to
you.”
“ Yes. I wasn’t going to
tell, but we promised honesty. He gave me the power to feel you
watching.”
“ Really?”
Hiro grew tired of talking. He’d never
been so turned on in his life. He couldn’t explain it—he just
needed relief, to feel Masaki inside him. “Yes. This afternoon, you
watched me dress. I was embarrassed, but then I felt empowered.
I’ve never felt attractive, not really.” His cock pressed against
his zipper. “I thought of you as I jerked off, imagined you
watching. Made me come hard.”
“ You are attractive.
You’re beautiful.” He licked his lips. “Especially when you come. I
enjoy watching you, no matter what you’re doing.” Masaki finally
took his own suit jacket off. “Are you upset?”
“ I was at first, but now I
don’t care. I like how much you want me.” He’d already kicked his
shoes off, and now he pushed his boxers and pants down. His cock
sprang out, slapping his belly. “Turned me on so much when I felt
you watching me.” Hiro reached out and unbuttoned Masaki’s shirt.
“Your body’s amazing. Inari let me watch you in the
shower.”
Masaki’s eyes went wide with shock.
“What else did you two do?”
“ Nothing. He pretended he
wanted to seduce me, a test. But I felt I was safe. Just knew it.”
Hiro pushed Masaki’s shirt off. “He loves you.”
“ Yes.”
“ You’ve made love with
him? Her?” Hiro believed it had to be true, but he needed to hear
it.
“ Yes, but only as a man.”
Masaki took Hiro’s face in his hands. “But that’s over. My love for
my god is a different thing.”
“ I can live with that.”
Hiro leaned back. “Touch me.”
Masaki moved on top of Hiro, fingers
dancing over his chest. Soon his mouth replaced them. “What’s
gotten into you?” he asked.
Hiro moaned. “Denied myself too long.”
He ran his hand into Masaki’s hair. “I like you. So much. You’re
too sweet to be real.”
“ Too sweet, huh?” Masaki
moved lower and took Hiro’s cock into his mouth, pushing Hiro’s
legs up so he could finger his hole.
Hiro gasped. For years he’d imagined
how it would feel for a man to touch him there, but the reality
took his breath away. For a moment, his body burned again, the
tingling making him squirm. Masaki pulled back and looked at him
before moving his mouth lower. He rimmed Hiro, working the ring of
muscle, and then his tongue entered Hiro. Chills moved up his
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