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Yuzuru regarded the box on his bed with immediate suspicion. There were holes in the side, as if it contained a living creature. This was one of Wataru’s pranks, wasn’t it? With a sigh, he inspected the envelope resting on top of the box. It was pale pink and bore his name written in glitter gel pen, while the back was sealed with a cute sticker and decorative tape. Could it be this box was from Young Master Tori? Yuzuru opened the letter to find out.
Hi, Yuzuru~!
I got a little gift for you! Yes, you really can have it. No, you don’t need to pay me back. As a matter of fact, this is my way of paying you back for all your hard work. I can tell you’ve been stressed lately, has Master Eichi been working you too hard? You can tell me if he has, I’ll go give him a piece of my mind! ヾ(｀ヘ´)ﾉﾞ
Anyway, let me introduce my gift to you! It acts on its own, and it knows all the right spots to target. It’s very smart, it learns what you like and don’t like pretty quick. You just have to activate it with warm water before you can use it. That’s how it “charges up,” so to speak. Be careful, though, don’t use too much! The only way you can make it stop is by letting it wear itself out or by splashing it with cold water. Don’t let it push you too far because you didn’t read my letter carefully~
I hope you can relieve some stress this way. Let me know how you like it, okay?
♡, your adorable and angelic Tori
Yuzuru couldn’t help but feel apprehensive. He trusted the young master, of course. But what exactly had they enclosed in this box...? Well, it was probably safe. Tori said it would only “activate” if given warm water. As long as he didn’t give it water, it wouldn’t do anything, right? Yuzuru retrieved a box cutter from his desk and carefully cut the tape. He set the blade down, opened the lid--
Immediately, he closed it, his face turning red. After some thought, he grabbed a heavy book and set it on top of the box just to be safe. No way was he going to risk setting this... thing loose in his room. Who knows what it might do? It might wreak havoc not on his living space, but his body as well. How could Yuzuru be certain? He would rather be safe than sorry. After all, he had just opened up a box with a living sex toy inside.
Once he had regained some composure, Yuzuru picked up the letter and read it over at least a dozen times. As a child, Tori would give him strange “gifts” as a prank, but they would never go this far. Yuzuru assumed this had to be someone else’s doing, and his master was being framed, but the letter wasn’t suspicious. It was written on Tori’s personal stationery, their favorite kind that they kept in a locked box far from their sister’s reach. The sticker and tape combo was one of Tori’s signature quirks. They hated licking an envelope to seal it, but still wanted to secure letters they gave to people they trusted, hence the tape. The handwriting was consistent with the other samples of Tori’s handwriting that Yuzuru had seen; they started writing in slow, deliberate strokes, but as their impatience grew, they hastened to finish, resulting in small errors and smudges. So, unless he was dealing with a master of forgery intimately acquainted with Tori’s personal habits who he had yet to apprehend, Yuzuru had no reason to believe his master was not the sender of this package.
Really, how had Tori found out about this bizarre invention, anyway? Yuzuru may have become more lenient in monitoring their online activity, but their parents certainly hadn’t, and Tori was too smart to try and get around their firewalls. The only probably way they could have learned of such a thing would be through word of mouth. Who in their life would tell them about--
Ah. Wataru.
Yuzuru wanted to give Tori the benefit of the doubt -- maybe Wataru had deceived them, lying about its purpose to convince them it would make a kind and innocent gift -- but he was becoming less concerned with deciding who to blame and more worried about how to proceed. What was he supposed to do with this thing? Was it safe to throw away? He hadn’t used it yet, so he could probably still return it to the manufacturers. But a part of him didn’t want to dispose of it. This was a gift from his master, one that he might be able to make use of. It would be impolite to toss it out without even trying it. And, though the thought was embarrassingly perverted, Yuzuru couldn’t help but wonder if he might enjoy it.
Before he could change his mind, Yuzuru was filling a sturdy bowl with warm water. He took every measure he could think of to minimize the odds of this thing hurting or even just inconveniencing him. He laid several towels out on the floor, filled a bottle with ice water, and kept his phone close by him in case he needed it. He locked every door, removed all of his clothes, and washed his hands. Once he felt prepared, Yuzuru took a deep breath and opened the box again.
The small, tentacled creature inside was motionless, and Yuzuru wondered if it was even alive. He poked it with the tip of his finger, too cautious to provoke it any further. It stirred a little bit, but did not move in any threatening sort of way, and Yuzuru deemed it safe enough to pick up. It wriggled slightly in his grasp, but more out of surprise than aggression. Deciding it was docile by default, Yuzuru looked it over, inspecting its body for any dangerous traits. The only notable things he found were a mouth-like orifice on what he assumed was its head and small holes on its appendages. When he gave them a careful squeeze, they produced a small dose of liquid that was probably meant to act as lube.
Yuzuru slowly lowered his body onto the towels, sitting up straight with his legs open. The bowl of warm water sat in front of him, and his phone and the bottle of cold water waited at his side. His heart pounding, Yuzuru grasped the creature with one hand and pulled the bowl between his legs with the other, still keeping it a safe distance from his cunt. He brought the creature close to the bowl several times, but always snatched it away at the last second. Finally, Yuzuru took a deep breath, laid back, and dropped it inside, squeezing his eyes shut and bracing his body for an attack. However, that attack didn’t come. Confused, he opened his eyes to see if something had happened. There was hardly any water left in the bowl, and the creature was sucking up the last remaining drops, its body now larger and thicker. Once it had dried its environment--
Yuzuru yelped in shock as the creature went straight for his cunt, its appendages already eagerly exploring his body. He grabbed the water bottle at his side, preparing to open it and pour its contents out as this bizarre, unfamiliar thing felt up his genitals. Its mouth was particularly interested in his t-dick, wrapping its tongue around it and giving it a few strokes before latching onto it. Yuzuru gasped, his muscles tensing as the creature sucked on him with unrivaled enthusiasm. He didn’t think this experience would be something that he might enjoy. Even on the rare occasions he looked at porn, fantasizing about sex he wasn’t going to have any time soon, he never thought of his t-dick as anything other than his clitoris, which had become larger and longer during his transition. He never considered having it stroked or sucked like an ordinary penis. The sensation was foreign, but far from unpleasant. Before long, Yuzuru found himself letting go of the cold water bottle, relaxing and allowing his new friend to do as it pleased.
Once he stopped holding himself back, Yuzuru decided he liked this present a lot. Just as Tori promised, it knew what to focus on and what to avoid. It kept sucking and playing with his t-dick, much to his delight, and though it tried to penetrate his vagina, it pulled back the moment he started to groan in discomfort. Yuzuru was a little disappointed in his cunt for not getting wet on its own, but the creature surprised him once again when a thinner appendage gently slipped its tip into his hole and ejaculated a thick, warm substance. It somehow knew that Yuzuru wanted to be fucked, so it decided to lubricate his cunt for him. Yuzuru moaned as it pushed in further, occasionally adding some more of its secretions as it prepared his pussy for something larger. He couldn’t help but squirm in anticipation -- if simple preparations were this pleasurable, how good would it feel to let this creature actually fuck him?
He didn’t have to wait long to find out. Once the slender appendage withdrew, Yuzuru propped himself up on one hand, contorting his body to get a glimpse of what was about to be inside him. It wasn’t much longer than a human penis, but it was thick, promising to stretch his hole without tearing it apart. The creature’s mouth released his t-dick, and Yuzuru laid back down and sighed, a slight smile gracing his face as he felt the tip push past his entrance.
It penetrated him at a painstakingly slow pace. Bit by bit, it spread his pussy open, refusing to speed up no matter how much he whined and rocked his hips. Even though Yuzuru’s impatient mind wanted it to actually move, his body was enjoying the delicious agony more than he thought. He closed his eyes and directed all his attention to his cunt, savoring every last second of this moment.
By the time the creature’s cock finally met with a dead end, Yuzuru was well and truly stuffed. His pussy had never been so full before, and he felt a sort of excitement that no porn had ever ignited in him. That excitement doubled, maybe even tripled, when the cock inside him slid back and rushed forward again. Yuzuru gasped as it repeated the motion again and again, emptying his cunt only to fill it right back up. He had no desire to move or resist in any way; as he laid on his back with his legs wide open, all Yuzuru could think of was how glad he was he decided to give this toy a chance.
He twitched when he felt its mouth lick his t-dick again, soaking it before it started sucking again. The reflexive, uncontrollable movements of his legs told Yuzuru he couldn’t withstand this much longer. He brought his hand between his legs and felt around his cunt until he found the creature’s head and stroked it with his thumb, his best attempt at petting it. Much to his surprise (and delight,) it was motivated by his affectionate actions and started to fuck him harder. Yuzuru’s hand fell onto the creature’s back, lightly pressing down on it as his orgasm hit, overwhelming him with bliss until an undeniably lewd moan escaped his throat. As soon as he came, the creature “came” as well, spurting more lube into his pussy while his soaked insides twitched and spasmed around its cock.
Yuzuru and the creature were both still for a moment as he panted, his mind trying to catch up with his body after it was nearly fried from pleasure. He tried to sit up, but before he had time to recover, he was knocked onto his back again by a strong thrust. The cock inside him evidently wasn’t finished yet, and decided the best way to keep Yuzuru down was to pound him harder than before. He struggled to keep his cool as his sensitive pussy was pushed past its limits. Even when he was too horny for his own good, Yuzuru had never even tried to cum twice in one session. How far was this thing going to go? Tori said that, if it wasn’t doused with cold water, it would keep going until it had used up all the energy it got from the warm water. He had given it a sizable bowl... With a pang of regret, Yuzuru remembered his master’s warning: Don’t let it push you too far because you didn’t read my letter carefully~
Yuzuru was having a hard time keeping himself sane. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could let this creature fuck him, how much more pleasure his already overstimulated cunt could handle before he broke. As mortifying as the thought was -- a man of his position, broken by a sex toy -- he was just too curious for his own good. He wanted to find out how much he could take, how far his limits could be pushed. It’s not like this was an irreversible decision, either; if he changed his mind, he could pour out the water bottle and make it all stop. So as long as he had that...
Yuzuru lost his train of thought when he felt something poking his ass. It was the same slim appendage that had added lube to his cunt earlier. If it was interested in his other hole now, that could only mean one thing. Yuzuru had fucked both his holes separately, though not once had he thought about trying to do both at the same time. Now that he considered it, the idea was very appealing.
That said, the creature seemed to be having some trouble getting inside his ass at all. Yuzuru’s position wasn’t doing much to help it, and after laying on the floor for a while, he was getting uncomfortable. With a weakly muttered “just a moment,” Yuzuru used all the strength and willpower he had to pull the creature out of his pussy, keeping it at bay long enough for him to bend over the edge of his bed.
The moment Yuzuru took his eyes off the thing, it dove straight into his cunt again, shoving its cock all the way back inside in one smooth movement. He struggled to stifle his screams as he was pounded relentlessly, eventually grabbing one of his pillows and using it to muffle his voice. The thin tentacle started to work its way into his ass, and at the very same moment, he felt the familiar mouth close around his t-dick.
Maybe it was his new position, or the added stimulation from his ass, or it was all just in his imagination. Whatever the case, Yuzuru was feeling every sensation stronger and harder than before. When he felt his ass being penetrated deeper and deeper, he realized with a shudder that he was at this creature’s mercy. It could go easy on him, or it could keep up this pace for hours, fucking his cunt and ass and pleasuring his t-dick until it had no energy left to burn, leaving him whimpering on the bed, with cum dripping from his loose, gaping holes--
That mental image of himself, fucked out and useless, was all it took to make Yuzuru orgasm for the second time that night, sobbing into his pillow. Just like before, the creature momentarily slowed down and “came” inside his pussy, filling it with lube. Yuzuru panted for air, and thankfully, the creature was kind enough to give him a longer break. Maybe a little too long, as he had time to marvel at his own body; he’d just managed to do something he never knew he was capable of doing. He was so distracted by his own thoughts, he forgot about the tentacle preparing his ass until it was yanked free and...
Yuzuru’s mind went completely blank after that. For one brief, blissful moment, he was only aware of the two long, thick appendages that slammed into each of his holes at the same time. He probably came from that, but it wasn’t like any other orgasm he’d experienced. It was the most intense pleasure he’d ever felt in his life. His knees almost buckled under him as he was mercilessly ravished in both holes, gripping at the sheets for something, anything to support him.
Before his legs gave out under him, Yuzuru hauled himself up onto the bed, letting his head fall back on his pillows. He couldn’t muster the energy to worry about making a mess on his sheets, or being caught in this perverted act, or the fact that he’d left his cold water bottle on the floor. With every thrust, he lost more and more of his sanity. He had no idea that there was a world outside his bed, or that time was passing like it always did, nor did he care. He was content to just lay back and be a set of holes for this creature to use to its heart’s content.
The next thing Yuzuru knew, another orgasm was squeezed out of his body, his pussy gushing around his favorite cock as his holes were pumped full of cum. He didn’t get a modicum of mercy; once both loads were fully blown, he was being fucked all over again. Yuzuru felt his strength ebbing away, but he wasn’t alarmed. In fact, he was relieved that his reflexes wouldn’t rob him of any pleasure. Was this what being “broken” meant?
If it is , Yuzuru thought with an absent-minded smile, I wouldn’t mind being broken more often.
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“Yu~zu~ru~! I’m home!! Ugh, where are you?! ...Eh, I’ll go check his room. Don’t worry, he’s probably just got his headphones on while he cleans... It’s fine, seriously. Don’t you have work to do? Go worry about that.”
There were some faint footsteps. The doorknob turned, and the door slowly opened.
“Yuzuru? Are you in he--”
Tori’s jaw nearly dropped when they saw the state Yuzuru was in. His chest was heaving, and he stared up at the ceiling with glossy eyes and a vacant, delirious smile. His t-dick was swollen, and his puffy, abused cunt was overflowing with cum. There was no need to speculate about what happened to him -- the toy Tori had gifted to him was laying between his legs, still and weak after expending all its energy.
“Geez, no wonder you didn’t respond to me... Hey, Yuzuru? Are you in there? It’s me, Tori... You know, Young Master and stuff?”
Yuzuru stirred at the words Young Master, but wasn’t fully lucid yet, so Tori pressed their cold hand to his cheek. That did the trick-- Yuzuru grunted and pushed it away, looking in the direction it came from. His eyes went huge as dinner plates when he saw Tori at his side.
“Y-Young Master! Please, give me a moment to make myself decent, I’ll be--” Yuzuru bolted upright, then groaned and held his hand to his head as the blood rushed up.
“You really liked that thing, huh?” Tori commented, picking up the towels from the floor and handing them to Yuzuru. He took them and tried to wipe as much cum as he could from his body and sheets.
“I’m deeply ashamed that you had to see such an unsavory side of me, Young Master,” Yuzuru apologized, stumbling out of bed and frantically trying to clothe himself, as if Tori hadn’t already seen everything.
“Don’t put your clothes on, weirdo, you need a shower,” Tori retorted. “Also, I’m not grossed out, I’m actually impressed. You seriously let that thing tire itself out? And survived? You should tell Long Hair tomorrow, I want to see his face when he learns you outlasted him.”
“Ah, well, I wasn’t really--” Yuzuru began to respond as he wrapped one of the towels around himself, then paused and gave Tori a stern look. “What does Wataru have to do with this?”
“Ehe... well... I-In our defense, it was Eichi’s idea,” Tori stammered, shifting their gaze away from Yuzuru as their ears turned red. Yuzuru sighed and dragged himself to the bathroom, turning back just before he crossed the threshold.
“Tomorrow, all four of us are going to have a nice, long chat,” he said with an eerily calm smile before closing the door behind him.
Yep, Tori was in deep shit. As an individual with a sense of self preservation, they bit back their snarky commentary, lest they dig their grave any deeper. Looking back at Yuzuru’s soiled sheets, though, they couldn’t help but smile. Who knew my straight-laced butler in the streets was such a masochistic freak in the sheets?
“Young Master, I can hear you~”