Kim:Kim could hear the slight fear in Kit’s voice, so he smiled gently to reassure him. “My people are already on the lookout for that man,” he said, because referring to that man as Kit’s father felt like a disgrace.
He had proven time and time again that some men did not deserve to be fathers.
Kim’s eyes went to Kit’s face, his large, gorgeous eyes looking up at him as some stray strands of hair brushed his forehead. “I’ve got eyes and ears everywhere; he cannot come close to us so easily.” Kim used his fingers to brush back those strands.
Kit didn’t say anything, but Kim could feel his slight relief as his body released some of his built-up tension.
“It has to be LungPaLung“So the fire was a distraction,” was all Kit said, as Kim watched him slowly absorb the details.
He was significantly less troubled than before, but it was clear that he was still somewhat worried as he looked up at Kim once more. “Have you visited my sister yet?”
“Of course,” Kim told him. He gently put a hand on Kit’s chin and lifted his head so they were eye-to-eye. “But now, all that matters is that I’m here… as your lover. And I want you closer, Kit.”
Kit couldn't help but giggle. It sounded ridiculous; one minute they were talking about serious matters that concerned a possible threat to their lives, and the next, Kim wanted to fuck him.
“Are you horny?” Kit couldn’t help but ask, even as he could feel a tightening in his own chest.
“For you? Always.” Kim said back, and he leaned in for a kiss before Kit could even respond.
Instinctively, Kit’s body pressed closer to Kim’s, and in no time, he could feel the rush of blood all over his body, as his shaft responded with promptness.
Kim laughed into his mouth as he felt the hint of his erection against his abdomen. He gently pushed Kit so his back was fully on the mattress, while he remained twisted to the side. Slowly, as though teasing, his hand crept over Kit’s stomach through his shirt, then over his bulge, which he massaged carefully.
Kit moaned into the kiss, his hips rocking at P’Kim’s touch. His hand shot forward, feeling Kim harden at his side as well, but Kim pushed his hand away.
“Only I can do the touching,” he whispered, and Kit grunted in response, obediently keeping his hands to himself.
He cupped Kit’s dick over his pants, all the while keeping Kit’s lips preoccupied. Then, with skillful hands, he undid Kit’s pants and let his member burst free.
Relying on touch and muscle memory alone, he traced the veins of his shaft with his thumb, squeezing as he went to maintain constant pressure, before moving his hand up and down.
Kim was glad that he had toyed with Kit's member over his clothes before going for skinship, because Kit’s precum dripped generously over his dick, lubricating it well enough that Kim didn't need to get over there and do it with his saliva. Not that he minded some tongue.
Kit’s moans sounded like music to his ears. His voice had that raspy, whiny quality that made Kim go insane with need.
As his hand gradually picked up speed with, he traced Kit’s neck with his lips, sucking at his skin and marking it as his. Meanwhile, Kit was gripping the sheets, his teeth biting down on his lower lips hard enough to draw blood, as he undulated his hips in tune with P’Kim’s motion.
Then, just as Kit's body shivered, signaling that he was close, Kim stopped.
“Wha…?” Kit whimpered, bewildered at the sudden absence of his touch.
Kim smirked. “Not yet.” Within seconds, he was on top of Kit, claiming his mouth once again. As their tongues intertwined, fighting for dominance, Kim grinded his groin against Kit’s, whose hips responded accordingly.
“Good boy,” Kim crooned.
To Kit, everything was a blur, all he knew was that as they kept kissing, his clothes were also slowly being removed until he was completely naked on the bed. Kim’s legs were bent at his sides, straddling him, and at some point Kim pulled away, admiring his work all over Kit’s body. Those marks he left would surely become hickeys later on…
“Don't move,” he told Kit as he hopped off the bed. The younger man only nodded, catching his breath. Endearingly, his dick was still hard and throbbing with desire.
Swiftly, Kim padded over to the closet, from which he collected ties and belts. On the way back to the bed, he also grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer.
Once he was back on top of Kit, he raised the belts and ties for Kit to see. “Now for the fun part,” he said. “You up for it?”
With just one look, Kit understood what Kim wanted to do, and he nodded, “Yes.”
“Good.” Using the belts and ties, he tied each of Kit’s limbs to the bedposts. Once finished, he returned to straddle Kit again. He was still fully clothed, whereas the other man was fully naked, and that turned him on so much that his own dick felt too full in his pants, ready to burst.
“One last thing,” he said, then reached over to cover Kit’s eyes with the last necktie. “Now you're at my mercy.”
“Please“Be patient, teerak“Mmph,Once he was satisfied, Kim moved on to prepping Kit’s channel for his cock. He pulled away and rubbed lube all over two of his fingers. Then he spread Kit's legs open, then slowly entered his hole.
Kit flinched at first, then began to rock his hips once he got used to the cool sensation. He even whined when Kim pulled his fingers out.
“Relax,” Kim said. “I’ll let you cum in due time.” With his other hand, he grabbed Kit’s dick, before taking it in his mouth and bobbing his head up and down.
“Oh,”With one hand on the shaft, he began licking from the base up, effectively lubricating his dick. “You taste so good, teerakKit's back arched up at the sensations from the front and behind. He didn't know whether he wanted to push his hips downward or rock them upward. All he knew was that he loved the feeling of Kim's mouth taking his dick whole as well as his fingers inside him. And because he his limbs were shackled and his eyes blindfolded, he felt these stimuli with a hundred times more sensitivity than usual.
Kim had an impeccable sense of predicting whether Kit was close to coming, because just as Kit almost felt the sweetness of release, he withdrew his fingers and gave one last lick to Kit’s dick before sitting upright.
“I think you’re ready,” he announced.
“I’ve been ready a while,” Kit whined, his voice hoarse from his moans.
“And you’ve been patient like a good boy,” Kim said. “It's time for your reward.” He undid the zipper of his pants and finally let his own dick out. He squeezed it, rubbing the head as he asked Kit, “Do you want the blindfold off or do you prefer to keep it on?”
Kit thought for a moment, and Kim used the time to rub lube over his dick. With firm hands, he pushed Kit’s legs apart. “Take it off,” he said.
Kim clicked his tongue. “Wrong answer.” And without warning, he thrust into Kit, making the younger man moan loudly.
“Ohh!He was tight, even after all the fingering. God, he was so tight. And so fucking hot.Once Kim had established a rhythm, he began picking up speed, and Kit couldn't keep his sounds of pleasure from escaping his mouth, turning Kim on all the more.
“P’Kim!” Ohh! Ah..!”The bed squeak underneath them, rocking as they did. To heighten Kit’s pleasure, Kim’s hand enclosed around Kit’s dick and moved at the same speed as his thrusts.
The fact that he was still in his clothes while Kit was butt-naked, bound, and blindfolded was so fucking needThen, finally, Kit’s body shuddered as he climaxed, and his cum exploded all over Kim's shirt. Still thrusting inside him but in a significantly slower pace, Kim clicked his tongue. “You messy little brat. You got cum all over my shirt!”
“S-sorry…” panted Kit. “I… ughh…” He couldn't focus, delirious from the pleasure and the feeling of Kim still thrusting inside him.
“Never mind,” Kim said, pulling out suddenly. Immediately, his dick felt cold and he wanted more of Kit’s warmth. “I’ll just punish you instead. You need to pay for ruining my shirt.”
“Just… tell me what to— Mmph!So he untied Kit but left the blindfold on. He sat at the edge of the bed and had Kit kneel to the floor. He guided Kit's hands to his dick, and sat back as Kit worked his nimble fingers and eager tongue all over him.
It took Kit a few tries until he successfully took Kim’s entire length in his mouth. He was in so deep that Kim’s blunt head was touching Kit’s throat. This was the first time they had done something so different, and both of them were loving every second of it.
And as Kit's head bobbed up and down, Kim's hands found their way to Kit’s hair, and he tugged at his strands as he relished the feel of Kit's mouth around his dick.
Then he arched forward, his body jerking involuntarily. At last—he had cum, his load shooting straight down Kit’s throat.
Kit didn't even have the luxury of having to choose between swallowing or spitting. Still, even if he did, he would have swallowed it gratefully anyway.
“Wonderful,” Kim crooned, patting Kit on the head as the other man laid his head on Kim’s lap, catching his breath. After zipping his pants, he helped Kit up, so he sat on Kim’s lap with his legs on either side. His dick lay flaccid between them, and Kim wanted so badly to see it harden once more.
And so he gave Kit a long, passionate kiss, his hands resting on his stomach before inching its way down once again. When it came to Kit, Kim found that he had an insatiable appetite.
“I think I’m gonna be sore tomorrow,” Kit grumbled, but didn’t complain when P’Kim’s hand found his dick again.
Kim looked surprised, before he remembered that Kit was still blindfolded. “But, teerak“Ugh!” Kit pretended to complain, but Kim could hear the smile in his voice.
“Tell me when you’re ready and I'll tie you back up,” Kim said, giving him another kiss, just as his hands began to pump his dick back to life again.
“ChaiKim smirked. “Ever heard of a cock plug?”