Free Foxfire (Nine Tails, 1) by Yuki Edo

body,
but his balls ached with seed.
    “ Mmmm, too much,” Hiro
muttered, but this only encouraged Masaki.
    Masaki pushed his tongue deep, so deep
Hiro shivered. Masaki’s fingers wrapped around Hiro’s cock, pumping
it. Hiro tried to get him to slow down, but Masaki refused. He
finally pulled back only to capture Hiro’s cock in his mouth again,
letting the head and shaft go down his throat. Hiro screamed and
bucked, his hips moving of their own free will. He twisted his
fingers in Masaki’s hair, and Masaki dug his fingers into Hiro’s
ass before moving one hand so he could toy with Hiro’s
hole.
    Hiro could feel his hole clenching as
Masaki worked a finger into him. He wanted Masaki’s cock, but he
knew he was about to shoot. Masaki fucked him with two fingers now,
and Hiro moaned the kitsune’s name as he arched and spilled his
seed. Masaki sucked down every drop, then moved up Hiro’s trembling
body. He kissed Hiro with surprising tenderness and held him until
the shaking stopped.
    “ Is it always that good?”
Hiro asked, looking up into Masaki’s eyes.
    “ I’ll ensure it always
is.” Masaki finished stripping, stroking his own cock. “Every
single time.”
    Hiro shifted to touch Masaki, enjoying
the feel of rippling muscle under his hand. “May I touch your
cock?”
    * * * *
    Masaki sighed and took Hiro’s hand,
guiding it to his shaft. “You never have to ask to touch
me.”
    Hiro stroked Masaki, his eyes fixed on
Masaki’s cock. “You’re so hard.”
    “ That’s your fault, but
you’ll be able to help me here soon.” Masaki pushed him back onto
the grass. He held out his hand, a small bottle of lube appearing.
He squirted some on his fingers and began massaging Hiro’s hole,
which was already relaxed from their earlier play.
    “ Can you do that with
anything?” Hiro asked.
    “ Yes, anything I need.” He
slid two fingers inside, angling for Hiro’s prostate. He wanted his
eager little lover to come again, wanted to see it. “I did love
watching you. Love seeing you come.”
    Hiro shivered. He squirmed, but then
he shivered again.
    “ Are you cold?” Masaki
asked gently.
    Hiro nodded. “Yeah. Not sure
why.”
    The night air was warm, but Masaki
still summoned the foxfire orbs back. They floated close by, giving
off more heat than usual, as Masaki willed them to. Hiro stopped
shivering soon. Masaki leaned down to look at his chest. “Something
did bite you.” A small red spot sat over his heart, and it looked
inflamed. “I’ll see to it later.” He kissed Hiro’s clavicle,
working his way down slowly. He adored the taste of Hiro’s
skin.
    Hiro was hard again, and he pumped his
cock. “Yeah, see to this first.”
    Masaki chuckled as he brought them
face to face again. “A demanding lover, I see.”
    “ Damn right,” Hiro said,
though with a tender note in his voice. Hiro reached up and touched
Masaki’s face. “I was flippant before, about how long I waited, but
waiting did mean something to me. So does this.” He brushed a kiss
to Masaki’s lips. “It’s special.”
    “ Of course it is. You’re
giving me a gift.”
    Hiro snorted. “I’m not a
girl.”
    “ Still a gift, a beautiful
one.” Masaki spread Hiro’s cheeks and entered him, pushing past the
ring of muscle quickly.
    Hiro gasped and stiffened, but he
nodded to tell Masaki to keep going. Hiro was so tight even the
lube didn’t eliminate all the friction, and it took a while for
Masaki to work into him. Once he was fully seated, Masaki leaned
down and kissed him. Hiro still shivered a bit, and Masaki wrapped
his arms around him. They moved together slowly, Hiro drawing a few
sharp breaths. Soon, moans replaced the quick intakes. Hiro rubbed
against him, kissing his neck.
    Masaki sighed at the loving touch, the
moment so perfect he couldn’t hold back. He moved faster, losing
himself in Hiro’s body. They both trembled soon, and he felt a hot
splash of cum between them just as Hiro cried out again.