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Ropes burrow between Kojiro’s muscles, the burn from being held up by them becoming almost too painful to handle. The pain is much worse, considering he’s been blind folded and forced to wear noise canceling headphones. He can feel every fiber of the rope digging relentlessly into his skin.
But each time he regrets coming into this “club,” and thinks he might use his safeword, fingers gently squeeze his nipples. Or they trace a line down his leaking penis. The small bursts of pleasure far outweighed the consistent pain. Knowing it was Sakurayashiki Kaoru doing this to him made it all the more intoxicating.
He hadn’t seen his high school best friend/biggest crush in years. They both left home, moving far away from each other, and completely lost touch. So when Kojiro’s curiosity led him to this BDSM club, and he saw Kaoru—Cherry when he’s here—he felt it was kismet.
“Nanjo Kojiro, do my eyes deceive me?!” Kaoru wrapped his arms around his neck. A smile spread across his lips. He was wearing little to nothing apart from glitter and lacy underwear. Pierced nipples were on display, and fishnets were covering his absolutely gorgeous pale legs. He was still completely and utterly beautiful as his pink locks fell around his face. “How’d you end up in a place like this?”
“Curiosity, I guess. Why are you here?” Kaoru’s arms remained wrapped around Kojiro’s neck. As he looked into his blown out pupils, it was obvious to him that Kaoru was on something. “Are you high?!”
“Koji,” the brightest smile spread across his face, “I missed you.”
“You didn’t answer any of my questions, you know?” Kojiro allowed his hands to grasp Kaoru’s bare hips.
“I’m here because I belong,” Kaoru’s golden eyes glinted with mischief, “you, however, look like a lost puppy, you’re lucky I found you before some terrible Dom did.”
“Yeah, because I’m totally a sub,” Kojiro scoffed. “Don’t you see how big I’ve gotten since you last saw me?”
“Hard not to notice,” Kaoru grinned as he stared at Kojiro’s chest, “but that doesn’t mean shit here, you may look like a Dom from far away, but up close you’ve got this submissive feel about you.”
“Well, I didn’t come here to be placed in that position,” he pulled on Kaoru’s elbows, encouraging him to drop his arms. “Which do you prefer?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Kaoru pushed a finger into his underwear, pulling out a small baggie of white powder. He stuck his pink finger in, grabbing the substance with his acrylic and sniffing it in deeply then rubbing his nose. “fuck that’s good shit, want some?”
“Can you do that out here?! Won’t they kick you out?!” Kojiro looked around as if the cops would break in at any moment.
“No one here cares, Nanjo,” he gathered another small amount and pushed it towards Kojiro’s face, “come on, let loose a little.”
“I’ve never done cocaine…”
“There’s a first time for everything,” unfortunately Kojiro was still unable to say no to that daring look Kaoru gave him. He closed one nostril and sniffed the powder off Kaoru’s nail, coughing and trying not to sneeze
“Good boy,” Kaoru bit his lip to hold back a smile as he watched Kojiro turn red at the words.“You like it when I tell you you’re a good boy?”
Kojiro wasn’t sure how long it would take to kick in, but he swears he already had a buzzing in his head as he nodded to Kaoru’s question.
“You wanna be my good boy for the rest of the night?” Kaoru’s hands felt electric on his chest, squeezing his pecks as he glided across it.
Kojiro nodded again, completely unable to find his words.
And that’s how he ended up here, suspended in the air, with Kaoru seemingly setting up a line on his ass. After sniffing it off, he smacks Kojiro’s ass cheek so hard he knows it’ll bruise. Pretending that the smack didn’t send a jolt through his cock gets harder as he wishes for him to do it again, if only to be touched by him.
Kojiro’s right ear is uncovered to hear Kaoru’s demands, “sniff.”
A finger closes his right nostril as Kojiro inhales deeply, feeling the bitter substance run down the back of his throat.
“Good boy,” the headphone returns to its original position.
Then there was nothing but that pull again. He could feel Kaoru’s eyes on him, and god Kojiro wished he could see him now. Everything inside of Nanjo Kojiro has submitted to Sakurayashiki Kaoru’s will.
It makes it all the more easier to whimper and beg, “please, Cherry, please touch my cock.”
Be careful what you wish for, almost immediately a vibrator is pressed to the head of his dick, making him yelp out at the strong sensation. He could feel himself getting to the edge, so close to teetering off the cliff. The vibration stops, as if Kaoru can read his body that quickly.
His own whines fill his head, as the pain slowly comes back as his orgasm subsides. Then the vibrator returns, running along his length and making him squirm. The ropes burn even more as he does. The build up begins again, he groans as he feels the pressure well up in his abdomen, only for it to remain without release as his cruel master pulls away again.
Kojiro doesn’t know how long it goes on for, and by now, he’s so sensitive that his cock hurts with each beat of his heart. His pulse adding to the terrible feeling of being denied his release.
He can feel the blind fold becoming wet with his tears, “please, I need to cum, please.”
His headphones are removed, “no one’s stopping you.”
Kaoru’s voice has that cheeky tone to it, the one that relentlessly teased Kojiro all those years ago.
A fingernail grazes his nipple before squeezing it, “cum for me, Joe.”
After all the growing and shrinking of his orgasm, Kojiro is able to spill his seed just from the squeeze of Kaoru’s fingers and his demanding words.
Now that he can hear, he can’t believe that these sounds are coming from him. Moans fill the room, echoing off the walls. He can hear the chains he is suspended from clanking as he thrusts into nothing, cumming onto the floor.
“You did so good for me,” Kaoru slides his blindfold off, his pretty cock is sitting in front of Kojiro’s face. “Now suck me off until I cum, pet.”
Kojiro obediently opens his mouth, allowing Kaoru to use it as he pleases. Spit falls off his chin as Kaoru fucks into his throat. Obscene squelching is the loudest sound in the room. Kaoru is completely ruining him, and yet he just needs to please him. To make him feel as good as possible, even after all the pain he’s been suffering through thanks to his hands.
The soft moans that come from his mouth when Kojiro hollows out his cheeks let him know he’s close. Kaoru’s hips snap harshly as he cums down Kojiro’s throat.
“Don’t you dare spill a drop,” both of his hands hold Kojiro’s head still as more spurts of cum shoot into his mouth. He swallows it all down, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue to prove it’s gone. Kaoru leans down and sucks the tongue into his mouth, before capturing his lips in a messy kiss.
He slowly undoes the beautiful work he’s done on the ropes, Kojiro can see how perfectly they accent certain parts of his body in the mirror in front of him.
“Are you feeling okay?” Kaoru finally asks as he unties the final rope. “Come sit with me, I’ll put some cream on these bruises.”
Kojiro finches at Kaoru’s fingers on his rope burned skin, but he rubs soothing circles into the wounds, making Kojiro melt into his touch. Kojiro is unable to speak as Kaoru takes care of him, holding him and playing gently with his hair. Unfortunately, the aftercare is cut short thanks to the club closing.
“Will you be okay going home by yourself?” Kaoru questions as he pulls on some pants and a shirt.
Kojiro’s heart pounds as he lies, “yeah, I’ll be fine.”
Everything inside him hurts, he needs Kaoru for some odd reason, but at this point the man may as well be a stranger to him.
“I don’t know,” Kaoru squints at him. He looks more like his old self as he analyzes Kojiro’s face, “I think you’re dropping.”
“What?”
“Basically right now, you need more aftercare, otherwise you’ll feel like complete shit,” Kaoru places his hand into Kojiro’s, “we’re heading to my place, you’ll stay there for the night.”
Nothing inside him was able to argue, “okay.”
Hot bath water stung his wounds, Kaoru climbs into his ridiculously huge tub with him, rubbing his chest and shoulder muscles. The action is so sweet, Kojiro feels like he’s melting into the bathtub.
After drying him off, Kaoru leads him to his (once again, ridiculously huge) bed. Tucking him in and spooning him. He can imagine how silly they look, such a small man like Kaoru comforting a burly man by spooning him. “Are you feeling any better?”
“Yeah,” he is, but something just feels off.
“Is it okay if I try something?” Kaoru asks, kissing his shoulder.
“Go for it,” Kojiro closes his eyes before they shoot open when Kaoru wraps his fingers around his cock. “I can’t do something like we just did right now, Kaoru.”
“I know,” he pulls on Kojiro’s shoulder forcing him onto his back, “it’s just that vanilla sex can be used as aftercare too, if you don’t want to we don’t have to, but it helps me when I can’t get out of that funk.”
“I’m not bottoming,” Kojiro says matter-of-factly.
“Never said you had to.” Kaoru leans down, gently pressing their lips together as he straddles Kojiro’s hips. “I prefer to bottom anyways.”
“I thought you were a Dom?”
“Boy, have you got a lot to learn.” Kaoru giggles as his hair circles around the two of them. Kojiro can feel the blood rushing to his cock as Kaoru’s skillful hand jerks him off.
He leans over to grab some lube from his nightstand, coating Kojiro with it. He goes to immediately place Kojiro’s cock inside of him.
“Woah, wait, you need to prep!” Kojiro’s hands grip tightly on Kaoru’s hips, preventing him from sitting on his dick.
“I’ve been wearing a plug all night, I’m fine,” Kaoru continues. Kojiro gasps as his cockhead breaches the tight hole. Kaoru is so warm as he slides down onto him, taking Kojiro all in one go.
Streetlight illuminates the right side of his face, his pink hair bouncing as he does. His mouth is agape, and small whines fall out of it. He looks like an angel, so perfect as he rides Kojiro. Golden eyes never leave his face, taking in every reaction to each movement he makes.
God, if high school Kojiro knew his fantasies came true—and that they pale in comparison to the real thing—he’d probably die.
“Why are you laughing?” Kaoru stops bouncing and settles on grinding his hips back and forth.
Kojiro had no idea he was, “honestly I was thinking about how high school me would combust if he knew we finally got to fuck you.”
“Why’s that?” Kaoru halts his movements as he presses his hands to Kojiro’s chest, as if he’s scared he’ll run away.
“You had to know I had the world's biggest crush on you back then,” Kojiro pushes pink locks behind his ear.
“You did?” Kaoru’s voice is almost squeaky.
“Yeah. I loved you. A lot actually,” Kojiro pulls on Kaoru’s hips, encouraging him to move again. Thrusting upwards as soon as he pulls off his cock a bit.
“Fuck Koji,” Kaoru falls forward, barely catching himself. “Right there.”
Kaoru remains unseated, allowing Kojiro to pound into his prostate over and over again.
“I’m gonna–” sharp gasps fly from his mouth as Kojiro begins jerking him off while fucking into him.
“Please, cum on my cock, Princess,” Kaoru’s hips thrust into Kojiro’s hand, a gorgeous moan coming from him as he orgasms. Kaoru’s hole flutters around him, and he shoots white ropes of cum onto Kojiro’s tan skin.
“Come inside me, Koji,” he slides his hand on his abdomen. “You already fill me so deeply, I can feel you all the way up here.”
“So cum inside me, so I can be even more full of you,” Kaoru must be exhausted and over stimulated with the amount of bouncing, but he keeps his pace.
“Fuck, you’re gonna be the end of me ‘Ru,” he meets each downward thrust in the middle he can feel himself teetering on the edge once again, only this time Kaoru moves his hips, fully pushing him over the edge as he spills inside of him.
The two men remain like that for either one minute or one hour. Time felt irrelevant between them. It didn’t matter that today was the first time they saw each other in years; they still had undeniable chemistry, so it also didn’t matter how long they sat there with Kaoru acting as his cock warmer.
Kaoru finally leans up to look Kojiro in the eye. His mouth opens and closes before he finally admits it.
“I loved you too, for what it’s worth.”
Epilogue
Eggs sizzle in the pan as Kojiro prepares Kaoru’s breakfast.
He hears frantic feet on the tile floor, “I-I thought you left.”
“Just thought I’d make you breakfast,” Kojiro shrugs, “hope you don’t mind that I’m using your kitchen, and the very few ingredients you have here.”
“You know I never liked to cook.” Kaoru sits at the kitchen island, “I always just order food.”
“That’s terrible for you,” Kojiro shakes his head and chuckles as he sets the eggs and toast in front of Kaoru, “but even though it is, I was hoping you’d say yes to me taking you out for dinner.”
“Like as a date?”
“Do you want it to be?”
“You first.”
Kojiro relents, “yes on a date, happy?”
“I don’t know, I guess we’ll have to see how well our date goes,” Kaoru shrugs before chomping down on his toast.