Chapter 12 Touching

“I-I don’t… want a-anybody… except you…”

Completely satisfied with his answer, my cock got fully hard. I wanted to take it out from the tight confines of my underwear, but I wasn’t sure. Kasukabe was angry about his chest, but he didn’t say anything about me cumming on his thighs. I wanted him to get used to seeing my dick, but if he was uncomfortable, it was probably better to take it slow.

I sucked his nipples while thinking it through.

“Hyaaa, d-don’t… so f-fast.,. A-ah…”

When I looked up from sucking his chest, Kasukabe was shaking his head like a stubborn child. It was a sight that I couldn’t have imagined a few days ago, and that made me so happy. I lifted up his hips and made him straddle my thighs, so we were facing each other. I pulled my hips back, careful not to let my erect cock touch Kasukabe.

Kasukabe looked like he wanted to complain about being treated like a girl, but as soon as I put my mouth and hands on him his sexual desires came back. He let out a captivating scream.

He was clinging onto me desperately. I wanted to insert my cock into him right then and there. My left hand, which was holding on to Kasukabe, had a mind of its own and started to travel down to his ass. I put my left hand on his back to stop myself, Kasukabe shuddered and arched his back. With that reaction, I released my hand and mouth from his body. He stared at me.

“Why’d you stop?’ he muttered through rough breaths.

“Kasukabe, you can feel pleasure in your back as well?”

“I-I… well, I dunno. When you touch me, anywhere, I feel shivers. Shit… why am I like this…”

Kasukabe stared at me weakly, but so eroticly with his wet eyes, it was inviting me closer. I put a finger on his spine and ran my hand down his back, feeling his hips sway.

“You’re so hot,” I said inadvertently. Kasukabe looked like he was going to cry.

“I’m not gay.”

He said that with wavering confidence; so cute, yet pathetic. My dick felt like it was going to explode.

“Sorry. I know. But I’m gay, so I get really turned on see you like that.”

“W-What do you mean.”

“Well, Kasukabe, my pants are getting kinda tight. Can I take them off?

“Huh?”

“No?”

“…”

Kasukabe averted his eyes and didn’t reply. After a while, he got off my thighs and sat on the bed, holding his knees.

“Thanks.”

“I don’t want to have sex.”

“Mm. I know.”

He didn’t want to have sex – today.

He’d taken off his clothes quickly, but did he already cum in his pants? It seemed so, from the amount of pre-cum that was flowing. I smiled bitterly.

I was so horny.

I moved in front of Kasukabe, who was still sitting on the bed, so he could see me. He tried to avoid eye contact, but when his eyes landed on mine they widened, staring at my soul.

“You still get embarrassed when I see you like that, right?”

“Ah, yeah.”

“Does it bother you that I don’t have any hair down there?”

“… well. Did you shave?”

“I got hair removal. They won’t grow back.”

“Why?”

Why was Kasukabe so careless, always placing himself in awkward situations? It was just what I wanted.

“Well, when I get head, it won’t get in the way.”

“Mm.”

There was another reason; you could see my joints better; but I didn’t want to say it.

“It’s ok. I won’t make you do anything you’re not comfortable with. So, should we continue?”

He gulped when he heard me say “continue”, and I pulled him towards me. Our bodies were glued together, and his dick touched mine.

“W-Wait, Machiya, it’s touching!”

Kasukabe wasn’t expecting me to go that far, but he didn’t have the strength to push me off.

I wasn’t going to let him off that easy.

I rubbed our cocks together, which were slick with pre-cum. The sensation was unbelievable. Wanting more, I grinded my hips against Kasukabe.

“Sorry, Kasukabe. I just wanna do this for a little longer.”

“Hnn, ah, ah, no, s-stop, Machiya, get off, ah, ahh, ahh, I’m serious, stop!”

“Kasukabe, doesn’t it feel good? Your cock is rock hard.”

“N-No, stop… s-stop, Machi… please, stop, ah, ahhh… ugh…”

Kasukabe came hard while expressing his displeasure. My lower body and dick became sticky with his cum. Using that as lube, I rubbed myself, cumming on Kasukabe’s pubic hair.

The contrast between black and white was fascinating, but if I didn’t wipe it off quickly it would dry up and get stiff.

“Look, it’s easier to clean up with no hair, right?” I said triumphantly while wiping him up with a wet towel.

“Don’t push your luck,” Kasukabe replied, punching me in the stomach.