Talk To Me

28. Lost In Lust

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Wale asked, his voice soft but filled with anticipation. Kind, lying naked on his stomach on the bed, shifted slightly before responding.

"I'm fine," Kind replied, burying his face in the pillow, feeling a wave of shyness wash over him. Wale, ever the opportunist, took this as an invitation to tease him. He began by kissing Kind's neck, his lips trailing gently, while his fingers continued their deliberate preparation. One finger, then another, as he massaged Kind's prostate with expert care. For the past two weeks, Wale had delved into every resource he could find, learning everything he could about pleasing another man. He had pictured this moment countless times, imagining how Kind would react to his touch. Would he enjoy it? Would Wale be good enough for him? A nagging thought surfaced—was Todo better than him? That damn Todo! The idea of someone else touching Kind in this way made Wale's blood boil, and in his moment of jealousy, he bit down on the nape of Kind's neck.

The sudden sensation made Kind gasp, snapping Wale back from his spiraling thoughts. He responded by pressing his fingers deeper, nudging the prostate, and was rewarded with a sharp, involuntary intake of breath from Kind.

"Ha!" Wale exclaimed, thrilled. "So, there are more ways to tease you, K Bunny!"

"Stop calling me that," Kind managed to say between ragged breaths, his body betraying him as pleasure surged through every nerve. He couldn't believe this was happening, and being somewhat intoxicated only amplified everything. His body trembled under the sensations—tingling, shaking, and throbbing. He was losing control.

"Enough, Wale. Just put it in already... I can't take it anymore," Kind begged, desperation evident in his voice.

But Wale wasn't ready to give in just yet. He continued his ministrations, his kisses moving down Kind's spine. He had waited too long for this, dreamed of this moment for weeks. The sight of Kind, naked and begging, was almost too much to bear. With a swift motion, he turned Kind over, taking him into his mouth, feeling the way Kind's body trembled with pleasure.

Kind's moans grew louder as Wale worked him with skill he had only recently acquired. He wanted to please him, to leave Kind thinking of nothing but him. Wale knew that after this, Kind would never be able to forget him.

Soon, Kind was shaking uncontrollably, overcome by the intensity of his release. Wale smirked, watching as Kind gasped for air, his body a quivering mess. "Look at you, K Bunny," Wale teased, running a finger down Kind's chest. "Such a mess from just a simple blow job."

Kind was too spent to respond, his body still reeling from the aftershocks of pleasure. Wale leaned in to kiss him again, their lips meeting with a renewed hunger.

"If it hurts, you have to tell me, K Bunny," Wale whispered after breaking the kiss, his voice thick with desire.

He moved with care, ensuring that Kind was ready, but his determination was relentless. His goal was clear—he wanted to make love to Kind in a way that would make him forget anyone else had ever touched him. Wale wanted to be the only one in Kind's mind, the only one in his heart.

When he finally entered, Kind's body arched, a mix of pleasure and pain overwhelming him. "It's too big," Kind muttered, his voice strained, but Wale didn't stop. He pushed further, both of them moaning as the sensation overtook them.

Wale's eyes rolled back as the pleasure consumed him. He looked down at Kind, who had arched his back more, his moans filling the room. Wale grinned, losing himself in the moment. He wanted more—more of Kind, more of this connection they were forging.

"I love you, K... I really love you," Wale murmured, his voice filled with emotion, though he wasn't sure if Kind had heard him. Kind's moans were louder now, his body trembling as Wale moved inside him. It was a relentless pace, but neither of them wanted it to stop.