“Huah, ahungh… hu, huu, huungh. Hih…”
The first is difficult, the next is easy. When Icanoth did the same action again, this time too, Andrea touched the tip and then went down below the cock, stroking all the way to the part with contours. The surface of the cock, which was more than enough even when held in his hand, was smooth. Even this part had no angularity, resembling its owner.
“Aah!”
It was when Icanoth was again attaching his lower body, trying to push his cock into the hand. Andrea, who had been watching quietly, acted on a whim and lightly pinched the tender flesh with his fingertips.
“Keuk… humph, uu, ngh… hu, keu… ha, hup.”
The sensitive body received the stimulation tens of times larger and crushed moans deep in his throat. As his head tilted back completely, Icanoth hunched his shoulders.
“You must continue. How do you plan to ejaculate like this?”
“Ca… ha, can’t, do, auu. Aah… hng.”
“Keep moving. Like I do to you.”
Though if he wanted, he could make him scream continuously and wet himself below, Andrea decided to fully savor this time. He grabbed his head and pulled him to look at himself. Is he afraid, he wondered—
“Did it feel that good? I didn’t even touch your hole. You don’t have a single part that isn’t sensitive.”
He wants to hide his face clearly showing pleasure. Icanoth covered his face with his hands and arms and bent his waist. Andrea didn’t forcibly remove them. Moving his hand was enough. Unbearably so for the one receiving.
“Ha…! Aah, mph, hungh. Nng…”
His chest, soaked as if covered with a layer of water, rose and fell steeply. It was an appearance that seemed to call for the viewer’s lips. Exhaling dry breaths, Icanoth continued thrusting into the hand.
But climax didn’t come easily. When he was about to cross that threshold, Andrea removed his hand, and when it seemed he would let him do as he pleased, he blocked the urethra and pressed down firmly.
Above all, the place he wanted to be touched wasn’t his cock. The folds holding an immobile device inside contracted. Usually, it was a place continuously tormented until he cried and begged for mercy, but why. Why. Why.
“Please, please. My hole too, hu, touch it. Put it in. More, inside is, it, itchy… I want to insert.”
“What should we do? I can’t help you because of the belt. I can’t remember where I put the remote control.”
“Huuu… no, uungh… huup, keup… ah, ahu…”
“Don’t cry. We’ll arrive soon.”
While speaking, tears flowed continuously down to below his chin, showing how much he had cried. Icanoth bit his lip and closed his eyes. His body, beyond his will, raced at full speed toward pleasure. It wanted more intense stimulation, only stimulation.
“Ah, ahu, huuungh… ah, ah, hauk, hup, ah, ah. Aah!”
Whenever Andrea spent a heat cycle with Icanoth, he never allowed him to use any suppressants and only provided the excessive pheromones of a dominant alpha as medicine. That’s how he tamed and taught him.
Today was finally the moment when those results were revealed. Despite it being a heat cycle induced by drugs, Icanoth was more heated than ever before. His mouth dried up, and he could only think about filling his dry mouth with Andrea.
“Auuunp… ha, augh.”
“…Stick out your tongue, Icanoth.”
“Hic…!”
A not-so-gentle hand forcefully made his mouth open. A tongue burrowing inside pulled toward itself the tongue trying to hide. With the root of his tongue pulled until it stung, their lips pressed together as one. There was no place in Icanoth’s mouth untouched by Andrea’s tongue. Even the sound of sobbing couldn’t escape, only the sound of their wet tongues intertwining. The heaving breath barely squeezed through before being swallowed by Andrea.
“Uup… hu…”
Glancing at the rearview mirror, his face appeared trapped inside. With a red and ugly face, he was being devoured by Andrea. Having his lips and tongue bitten, biting in return, and swallowing. Contrary to his heart, his face, intoxicated by the dominant’s pheromones, was distorted in a silly smile. Only then did he feel a stinging at the corners of his mouth, as if he had been smiling for a long time.
Though he hadn’t noticed until now, Icanoth had been smiling since getting into the car. Even when begging to suck Andrea’s cock, or asking to borrow his hand. Though the smiling person didn’t know it, traces remained on his face. Trembling, he rolled his eyes toward the rearview mirror. He could see the back of Edik, who was driving. He must have heard his voice and seen his obscene appearance throughout.
“Hu. Ah… angh…!”
“It seems you’ve come to dislike me again.”
Noticing that the hand gripping his shoulder was pushing rather than pulling, Andrea detached his lips and chuckled. His gaze revealed why he was doing this. Though he had no such intention, when he pretended to undress Icanoth and remove the belt inside, Icanoth was startled.
“No…no. No.”
Just moments ago, he had been begging for Andrea to put it in, but now, conscious of Edik, he cried that it wasn’t allowed. Noticing this, Andrea laughed softly.
“Would that be okay?”
While asking, he deliberately didn’t act forcefully but overlapped their lips. The heavy thirst made him willingly accept Andrea’s tongue. Icanoth shook his head, but his mouth opened, receiving the tongue that deeply intertwined with him. Moans mixed with nasal sounds spread out, muffled between their lips.
“Uuu, ungh, he…here, no, hu, I don’t want it here…”
“I’m not sure if you can hold out until we reach home.”
It was a declaration that he wouldn’t let him hold out. After finishing his words, he released his pheromones, enveloping Icanoth. The dominant pheromones, overwhelming for a recessive to handle, invaded every part of his body. His pheromones were no different from an unrefined aphrodisiac. The intense scent ignited desire throughout his body, pushing him to the point where he couldn’t care about Edik’s gaze or even his existence.
“Aaah… hic, huah… ah, ugh!”
The reversal of positions happened in an instant. When he came to his senses, he had bent his body down on his own, licking over Andrea’s pants and begging him to put it in. He wished his tongue tip could touch flesh, but Andrea never yielded his body. With trembling hands unable to even open the zipper, Andrea merely looked down at the suffering Icanoth, as if mocking him, or finding him cute.
“This is troublesome. Icanoth… no matter how much you lick like that, it’s useless.”
“Hu. Ah, aaunp… huuk. Ha.”
Luckily, he managed to catch the zipper with his front teeth but couldn’t pull it down. This was because Andrea took back what he had tried hard to bite, while gently pressing on his lips with his finger. Icanoth’s throat only dried from the unresolved thirst. Andrea, who had induced this situation, spoke in a soothing voice but didn’t give what was wanted, instead putting his hand inside the pants Icanoth was wearing. Since he still had the device inserted, at most he could only touch the wrinkles or thrust in and out at the hole.
“We can’t do more here, right? Try to endure. We’ll arrive soon.”
He swayed his waist, wishing the finger rubbing his ridge would go a little lower, a little deeper. When it finally entered, he tightly gripped it as if not wanting to let it drop. As if praising that sensation, Andrea curved his middle finger and caressed the inner wall.
“You’re wetter than before. It feels like the mucous membrane is wrapping around.”
The fluid-filled mucous membrane made a sound that Icanoth would dislike as it stuck together and separated. The finger that had been difficultly pushed in, with only one knuckle swallowed, was desperately clung to by the lower part.
“Huu… ungh, up. Hangh…”
“I’ll make you comfortable now. Come up and place where you want to be sucked on my lips.”
Andrea sat with his back against the seat and lightly tapped his own lips. Icanoth, who was painfully gasping for breath, didn’t have many options. To calm his body in heat, he had to place something there before Andrea changed his mind.
“Which part would be good?”
“…”
The red pupils that had been swaying as if bewitched were covered by eyelids. Since the buttons were already undone, he barely managed to open the shirt to reveal his body, and with Andrea’s help, he climbed onto his thighs. His hardened nipples protruded between the areolas. Andrea, who had slightly stuck out his tongue tip, grabbed the curved waist and pulled it close. But he didn’t move further from there, waiting until Icanoth drew himself closer on his own.
“Having come this far, you’re hesitating?”
After gently asking if they should stop, he smiled as he saw a hand moving toward his face. Icanoth, with hands that wouldn’t stop trembling, grabbed Andrea’s head. Without the strength to pull him up, he leaned his own body, and it didn’t take long to make his chest touch Andrea’s lips.
“Huah, auuungh… hic!”
The time to reach that point was long, and the pleasure was truly destructive. This time, there was no stopping or caressing of other places. The persistent caressing poured onto just one nipple, and the one not being sucked was grabbed and twisted and then pulled long with his hand. Yet unlike the sharp fingertips, his lips and tongue were gentle. The nipple rolled on his tongue. After cherishing it for a while, he pushed it inward and brought his front teeth to it.
“Ah… ha, ugh, ahh… haa, hic… ah, aaah…!”
The climax that bloomed, following yesterday, made him reach orgasm just from having his nipples stimulated. It was the second consecutive ejaculation in the car on the way to Hesazenpros. Unable to withstand the pleasure contained in his body, Icanoth almost wailed. There was no penetration, nor was the device’s switch turned up. It was purely consecutive climaxes from his lips and hands.
“Ah… hu…”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
