Makoto x Haru: Massage Therapy (Lime)

Evening At Home

The sky painted Makoto's with starlight as he stumbled into the doorway of his home, exhausted. Remaining water that was still dripping from his previous swim practice has slipped in-between the now damp crease of the floorboards. Haru's eyes darted on Makoto, filled with concern from the agitated look on his lover's face. 

"Practice any good?" Haru questioned as he pretended to gaze at the television. Makoto lit up with his usually bright grin, as to push his worries away.

"Good! You seem comfy on the couch there" he smiled, "How's your little show going?" as Haru eyes filled with persistence.

"Something's up. Tell me what's going on, Makoto."

"Everything's fine, really Haru." he assured him. He began to walk up to the kitchen to make a Mackerel dinner for the two of them. Haru took notice of his soreness and stealthily crept up behind him, targeting his worn shoulders. 

"Haru! What are you-" Makoto gasped, surprised at Haru's sudden actions.

He applied pressure on his weak spot, watching Makoto gulp before sinking into relaxation. Haru directed his lips towards his ear.

"Oh really? Why do you seem to give in so quickly then?" he whispered with a slight tone of raspiness. 

"I-"

"Sit down on the chair. I'll make you feel better."

Makoto reluctantly agreed, pressing himself down onto the nearby kitchen stool. Haru proceeded to reach downwards into Makoto's chest, pulling off his shirt revealing his slender, but strong build. Makoto gazed down nervously at the floor, his face heating up at the thought of Haru's hands running up and down his body. Haru smoothed his hands around his muscular, thick shoulder blades, feeling the tension inside his body before earning a needy whimper from Makoto.

"Good, right?" Haru smirked.

Makoto nodded and hummed in agreement. He felt his lover's hands trail to his pectoral muscles, caressing his chest. Haru felt a warm breath of enjoyment emit from Makoto. The brunette suddenly noticed the hardening surface in his swim trunks, realizing his lover had full view as well. 

"Enjoying it that much already?" Haru intrigued, inviting him to the couch. Makoto nodded and agreed.

Haru mounted on top of Makoto as he tenderly pressed his lips against Makoto's neck, running his skillful tongue back up to the entrance to his mouth. Makoto moaned in retaliation, being muffled by Haru. Haru's hand reached down, gliding down his body, into his trousers. 

"Haru!"  Makoto explained.

"What? You want me to stop?" Haru stated. Makoto looked up at him, flustered.

"N-no. Keep going please."

Haru began to smirk, caressing his lover's erection, teasing him greatly. Makoto's toes curled from the sudden contact, gasping in delight. The tension began to catch up onto Haru's body, feeling his erection press onto Makoto's thigh. Makoto began to let out his voice. 

"I can't take this anymore. Please, Haru." his eyes shone with lustful thoughts as begged. 

"Anything for you, Kitten, you may have to speak up though." said Haru, "Get on your knees."

"Yes... Master."

As requested, Makoto lowered down to his knees and pulled down his swim trunks, revealing his growing, pulsating cock. 

"Go on, Kitten." Haru commanded. 

Makoto heeded his words, gulped, and proceeded to run his tongue along his shaft. He then began to enwrap his lips around the tip. He then went on to swallow the remainder down his desperate throat, looking up for his master's approval. Haru bit his lip, groaning in pleasure. Makoto began to forcefully slurp up his sweet, thick erection. Haru, completely lost in feeling, titled his head back. He gasped in satisfaction as Makoto wrapped his hand around his own shaft, pumping with desperation, feeling his own pre-cum staining his working hand.

"Makoto..., Haru gasped, "if you keep that up I'm going to-"

With loss of control, Haru's pulsating dick flinched and released his hot, sticky cum onto Makoto's face. He watched as it trickled down his flushed face.

"Wait, you haven't finished yet, have you?" Haru noticed, "Let me help you, Makoto."

Before he could even respond, Haru sat Makoto on top of him whilst grabbing hold of his bulging  cock. He skillfully pumped his shaft, using his heavy amount of pre-cum as a lubricant. 

"Haru." Makoto moaned, out of breath.

"Oh, you like that? You like it when I jack you off?" Haru teased.

"Y-yeah. I do."

"Oh really? Tell me how it feels then. Say it to me."

"I feel hot. I feel like I'm going to explode, Haru." Makoto whimpered. 

"That's a good boy, Makoto." Haru complimented.

"Ah~ Please! Please more. Oh my God! I love you. Please. Please!" he begged, finally letting out his concealed emotion.

Haru smiled as he clenched Makoto's fully-bound erection harder.

"Haru- Haru I'm- I'm gonna cum!" he yelped.

Makoto ejaculated down onto his inner thigh, screaming in pleasure. 

"Wow," Haru admitted as he bit down on his lower lip, "that was a lot. What a mess you've made."

Makoto gazed down in embarrassment, but now being able to the return of Haru's massive erection. 

"Haru," Makoto gasped, "Again, you-"

"Yeah, so do you. Let's do something about that." Haru suggested. 

Haru positioned himself, bending Makoto over the ledge of the couch, asserting his dominance. Haru proceeded to grasp his throbbing cock and rubbed it against his entrance. 

"I want it... Please Haru. Put it inside me. I'm begging you." Makoto pleaded.

"Whatever you say, baby."

He forced his dick inside, feeling him stretch apart. Makoto squirmed at the feeling. 

"Oh... I see. You're sensitive aren't you?" Haru teased. 

"Hey... don't-" Makoto was interrupted as Haru picked up the pace and began to thrust with even more force. 

Makoto moaned in complete ecstasy. Haru groaned, feeling the intense pleasure from being inside his partner. 

"It's so deep and hot inside of you. It's squeezing me so tight~" Haru shivered.

Makoto's moans soon became louder and increased in pitch, intensifying by each thrust.

"Yeah, right there. Oh my God! Make me cum Haru!" Makoto whimpered.

Haru turned his lover over, facing him head on, spreading his thighs apart while he shoved his hard throbbing cock deeper into his cavity. Makoto became a moaning, squirming mess as Haru continued to shove himself harder and faster. 

"I'm gonna cum Haru!"

"Me too, let's come together!"

They both arched their backs in unison, wailing out in pleasure as he came inside of him. He pulled his dick out, watching the semen flow out and down his ass-hole. He moved his lips down to meet Makoto's, kissing him passionately. 

"Thank you for the massage... Haru~" Makoto panted.