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“You mentioned toys earlier, what do you have?” Dan Heng says as soon as Welt’s bedroom door slides shut, the lock clicking into place.
“Would you like to use one?” Welt casually asks, like he’s offering a selection of flavoured tea instead of sex toys.
“I-I don’t know, maybe.”
Welt opens his wardrobe, the top drawer has a small keypad at the side which he quickly taps a number into, it slides open soundlessly. Dan Heng takes a few steps closer, staring into the drawer which is much larger on the inside than the outside, full to the brim of all kinds of different toys. It leaves Dan Heng a little speechless, there’s far too much to pick from, he doesn’t even know what half of them do.
He clears his drying throat. “Um, what do you suggest we use?”
“Well, that depends on what type of sex you’d like to have.”
“There are different types?” he squeaks, confidence quickly draining away.
Welt chuckles, folding his arms and surveying his large collection. “I’m assuming with your recent frustrations it’s going to be hard and fast? Perhaps a little rough and unrestrained?”
“God, yes, definitely.”
“How many times would you like to orgasm?”
“To put it frankly, Mr Yang, I’m going to fuck you until my cock refuses to stay hard, and even then I might carry on. I need every last drop of cum milked from me.”
Welt hums in approval, gently picking out his tightest cock ring. “I’ll wear this then. I like to go as long as possible before I climax, there’s nothing sweeter than a torturously long build up. Have you ever engaged in anal play?”
“You mean on myself?” Welt nods. “No…”
Welt tuts, shaking his head. “That’ll have to change. Prostate stimulation is one of the most pleasurable things you’ll ever experience. If you have no objections, I think a vibrating butt plug would do you well for tonight.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll have to spend some time prepping you, take your trousers off and get comfortable on my bed.”
Dan Heng quickly strips off his bottoms, breathing out in relief as his terribly achy erect cock springs free again, he shuffles onto Welt’s bed, propping himself up slightly on the pillows and spreading his legs. Welt settles between them, taking a short moment to admire the beauty before him, Dan Heng’s veiny cock is still glistening with fresh cum, all flushed and pent up, begging for attention like it didn’t just release a load of semen five minutes ago.
“I don’t want you to touch yourself while I’m prepping you, okay?”
Dan Heng balls up the duvet in his fists. “Okay.”
Welt has yet to touch him but he already knows it’s going to be a battle to keep his hands off his cock. Welt takes hold of his bare legs, pushing them upwards so his knees are bent, he rests one leg over his shoulder, opening Dan Heng up completely, his pretty pink hole on full display, unable to move with how his body is practically bent in half.
Welt drips lube over Dan Heng’s twitching member, watching it trail slowly down his large balls that tighten up in response to the cool fluid. He coats his fingers next, slowly rubbing one over Dan Heng’s hole, it eagerly pulses underneath his touch, desperate to pull Welt’s fingers inside, his balls quivering in anticipation of another orgasm, still too heavy and full to be comfortable.
“I need you to stay as relaxed as possible. Tell me if you need me to stop at any point.”
Dan Heng nods, biting down on his lip as he gazes at Welt teasing his virgin asshole, fingers slipping over his perineum, firmly tracing a line down it to circle his hole, before slipping back up, brushing over his balls and cock, gathering precum and more lube from Dan Heng’s swelling red tip, and returning to his ass. Welt repeats his practiced movements, massaging Dan Heng’s perineum and teasing his hole, barely dipping into him before pulling away. He’s a whimpering mess within minutes, eyes scrunched shut, lips parted.
Welt ventures deeper, thumb circling his perineum whilst pushing a finger into the tight ring of muscle, and slowly pumping, each thrust deeper than the last, fingertip gently brushing Dan Heng’s prostate.
Dan Heng’s breath stutters, head falling back to the pillows, a low moan rattling in his throat. He needs more, desperately, but words elude him. The deep pleasure steals his thoughts as quickly as they come, nothing has ever felt this good and he’s sure nothing could ever feel better. Ten minutes go by before Welt squeezes a second finger in and proves Dan Heng’s assumption wrong. The pleasure just keeps building. The soft whimpers and cries sound like music to Welt’s ears.
He can’t take his eyes off Dan Heng’s ass stretching so nicely around his long fingers, quiet squelching accompanying each movement. Dan Heng’s balls twitch, tightly swelling up again the more his ass is stimulated. They’re far too delicious for Welt to resist. He leans in, keeping his fingers moving at a steady pace as he takes Dan Heng’s balls into his mouth, with a surprised gasp and jolt of his body.
“Ah– Welt! Ugh–”
Welt works his tongue over his balls, sucking lightly, inhaling the beautiful musky scent of Dan Heng. It’s been far too long since Welt’s given oral to someone, he hadn’t realised how much he misses it. He buries his face deeper into Dan Heng’s crotch, his balls filling his entire mouth as he suckles on them, pulling his fingers to the tip of Dan Heng’s ass so he can add a third.
Three fingers slide with ease into Dan Heng, who’s never felt so stuffed in his entire life. He groans, hips frantically attempting to grind and meet Welt’s confident fingers, each time they drag over his prostate a thick bead of precum leaks onto his stomach.
“Mr Yang! Hah, nyygh, stop stop stop! I don’t want to cum ‘til I’m inside you!”
Welt quickly withdraws himself with a chuckle. “You’re so sensitive, I was only just getting started.”
“Just get that plug inside me so I can fuck you! Please!”
Welt would very much enjoy teasing Dan Heng for longer, but the poor boy is too close to the edge already, so he switches on the butt plug to the lowest setting, a quiet buzz fills the room as he dollops lube onto it and positions it.
“This is bigger than my fingers, let me know if it’s too much.”
He slowly eases the plug into Dan Heng, the vibrations send wave after wave of pleasure through his prostate, cock pulsing dangerously.
“I-is this the-the lowest, ahh, setting?” he pants, thighs trembling so badly he isn’t sure it’s going to be possible to fuck Welt.
“Yes. Is it too much for you?”
“N-no, it’s fine, I’ll get used to it. Do you n-need prepping?”
“I had some alone time earlier, it should be easy enough to stretch me out again.”
“Y-you played with your ass?”
“I used a dildo, my biggest actually. There’s nothing quite like being stretched out.”
“Oh-oh, fuck! I—”
Dan Heng’s body abruptly convulses, cock erupting into a fountain of cum, thick ropes of it spurting up his chest and splashing against his face as his orgasm suddenly takes hold of every corner of his body.
“C-can’t take it! Too much!” he meekly whines, shuddering with each pulse of his cock.
Welt can’t help but laugh, quickly taking hold of the butt plug and gently pulling it out, a trail of sticky lube stretching between the toy and Dan Heng, whose body limply melts into the bed.
“Was the image of me pleasuring myself with a dildo that hot?” Dan Heng shamefully nods, blushing hard. “Perhaps a vibrating plug was a little too intense for your first time trying one.”
“N-no, it felt good, and I can still go again, I just need to catch my breath.”
Welt shifts off the bed, placing the sticky plug on a small handkerchief to wash later and stripping off his clothes, neatly folding them over his desk chair. He fastens the cock ring around himself, the small contraption sits snug against his member and balls, making them both bulge out and swell.
“How would you like me?” Welt asks.
“On all fours.”
“Good choice.”
Dan Heng struggles upright with weak legs, shuffling around to allow Welt to climb onto the bed, resting on his elbows, ass high in the air for Dan Heng to do with as he pleases.
“Mr Yang… You’re so… Hot.”
It’s not often Dan Heng is at a loss for words or loses composure. Welt’s muscular body is something that belongs in a museum, he can’t stop ogling it, all sharp muscles and soft skin, dark hair dusted over his mature body.
“It would be ill advised of me to not keep my body healthy, I don’t plan on being defeated any time soon.”
Dan Heng shuffles behind Welt, practically drooling at the sight of his round ass. It almost feels wrong to have his senior on all fours like this, and that makes it even more delicious.
“Are you sure this is okay? I feel like I’m somewhat disrespecting you like this.”
“It’s perfectly okay. I very much enjoy receiving and being handled roughly, please don’t hold back. Turn me into a mess.”
“Fuck, hearing you talk like this is something else entirely. I never would’ve guessed you like taking cock up your ass.”
Dan Heng slaps over his peachy ass, a blissful grunt of pleasure escapes Welt as red rushes to the surface of his skin.
“You can do better than that, Dan Heng. I’ve seen you fight, I know how strong you are.”
He slaps again, harder and harder, Welt’s cock strains, jerking with each impact. Dan Heng continues slapping over his sensitive skin as he smears cum off himself, rubbing it over Welt’s ass before taking hold of the base of his soaked cock and dragging it through the wetness. He grabs hold of Welt’s firm hip with one hand, digging his nails in, pulling Welt’s body back onto his cock, blissfully sinking into him.
He tries to go slowly, to ease in, seeing as Mr Yang says he enjoys prolonging pleasure, but it’s near impossible for him to hold back for longer than a couple of minutes. His hips seem to have a mind of their own, they snap harshly against Welt’s ass, his brutal pace pulling moan after moan from Welt, he claws down his back, groaning out in relief at the feeling of heated walls clenching down on him after so long.
Every ounce of frustration he’s felt over the last few months overflows, he fucks into Welt so hard he’s sure the bed is going to break, he’s also fairly certain they’re going to wake Pom-Pom up even though their room is at the other end of the Express. His balls slap loudly against Welt, tingling with the impact, twitching with eagerness to unload inside his ass. It hardly takes five minutes for Dan Heng to grunt animalistically and hunch forwards, pumping a fresh load of hot cum into Welt, the tension in his balls easing even further.
He isn’t done yet though, with Welt’s ass clenching down on him it’s impossible to get soft, and he hasn’t been milked thoroughly. So he picks up his pace again, rutting into Welt, both hands gripping his hips and roughly smashing Welt back to meet his thrusts, each loud slap accompanied by an even louder noises of pleasure.
“How do I feel, Mr Yang? Does it feel good to have a young guy ruining your ass?”
Welt pants, voice tight and strained. “You f-feel amazing. Fuck, harder, I need it harder.”
Dan Heng gathers as much energy as possible, leaning forwards to grab onto Welt’s greying hair with one hand, using it to pull Welt’s body back in time with the rough snapping of his hips. Welt yelps loudly, mouth falling open in debauched pitiful cries of pleasure.
“That’s it,” he groans, “fuck me just like that.”
Dan Heng can’t hold off his next orgasm, spilling inside Welt again, he doesn’t ease up for a single second, cum quickly begins dribbling from Welt, soaking into the bedsheets as his body gives out. He falls to the bed, Dan Heng pushing him further into it, getting even deeper inside him with the new position.
Welt’s sensitive swelling cock drags against his duvet with each thrust of Dan Heng’s hips, his balls squished between the bed and his body. He trembles, fighting off his orgasm, biting down on his bedding and tensing. Just a little longer, a few more minutes of torture, of feeling his cock pulse and ache, balls tight and quivering, the knot in his stomach and sparks racing down his spine.
“You’re trying so hard not to cum, aren’t you?” Dan Heng teases. “You’re such a cumslut, Mr Yang. You just want to be full of my cum before you finish, don’t you?”
Welt’s cheeks burn bright red, he’s almost past the point of no return. He scrunches his face up, panting hard, focused on nothing but the feeling of Dan Heng’s cock ramming into his ass and the bruising pleasure that forces spurts of clear fluid from his cock. When Dan Heng abruptly pulls out of him, he thinks for a moment he’s giving him a few seconds to recover, for his orgasm to fall away, until he feels hot streams of cum land over his ass and back, and Dan Heng slamming into him again.
It takes two harsh thrusts for Welt to succumb to the pleasure, Dan Heng’s cum trickles down his sides as he releases, body twitching and trembling as he spills into his duvet, the sticky fluid covering his abs, wincing as his smooshed balls unload, they feel red raw dragging against his sheets, forcing copious amounts of cum out of him.
“I’ll have to remember you like it when I cum on you.”
Welt whimpers, Dan Heng keeps up his ruthless pace, his squished cock quickly becoming overstimulated as it rubs against the damp fabric of his duvet. He can’t say he’s dabbled in overstimulation much, he prefers the beforehand, the long, teasing build up and explosive release. After he’s done he doesn’t feel the need to push himself further.
But right now, he doesn’t want to stop, despite every muscle in his body quickly becoming exhausted and his heart pattering so hard against his chest he might just have a heart attack.
“Are you still with me?” Dan Heng laughs. “We can stop if you’re too old to keep up.”
Welt huffs. “You’ve got some nerve talking to your senior like that.”
“You’re a lot less intimidating with your face buried in your pillows and my cock buried in your ass.”
Welt laughs, which quickly turns into a series of moaned curses when Dan Heng batters his prostate repeatedly.
“If you want to continue we’ll have to change positions. I’m not used to so much overstimulation, it’s a little much.”
Dan Heng instantly withdraws, popping out of Welt and rolling him onto his back, which feels rather too intimate, though Welt doesn’t seem to mind so he presses back into him. Welt removes his cock ring, cupping his balls in one hand to fondle almost apologetically, easing the ache from having them crushed against himself, the other hand gently jerking himself off, squeezing around the base every so often to keep the pleasure at bay, all a stark contrast to Dan Heng’s relentless rough pace.
Neither of them are sure how long their pleasure stretches on for, it feels like an eternity, Dan Heng seems to be never-ending, able to go for the rest of time, and with Welt’s control he keeps his second orgasm looming on the horizon, because a second orgasm will absolutely knock him out.
Eventually Dan Heng seems to tire some time after his twelfth orgasm, though he still roughly pounds into Welt, his body has collapsed forwards on top of him, whose hands firmly grip his hips to keep him stable.
“I-I don’t think I can cum again,” he groans as his pace slows, fucking Welt with deep, long strokes.
Welt reaches between their bodies, gripping his cock, stroking himself in time with Dan Heng’s hard, slow thrusts until he climaxes again, cum spilling over his hand and abs. As his orgasm subsides, Dan Heng rolls off him, utterly exhausted and spent, there really isn’t a singular drop of cum left in him. Without Welt’s tight heat around him, his cock quickly softens.
“Well, I think we should both be satisfied for quite some time,” Welt pants out, eyes falling shut.