Bun Warming

Making his way to the bedroom he shared with Yohji, Aya’s pace increased as his eagerness grew. Earlier in the day, his lover had pointed out that Ken and Omi would be gone for the evening with a look in his eyes which indicated that Aya was in for a good spanking, at the very least. That thought had sent a strong bolt of desire racing through his body, pooling in his groin.

Ever since Yohji had introduced him to the joys to be had with a paddle, he looked forward to the times when they’d have the house to themselves for that type of fun. As much as Aya enjoyed the encounters, he refused to allow them to play with the spanking implements when there was a chance that either Ken or Omi could overhear them. Omi’s blushes and Ken’s teasing comments about what they heard when Aya and Yohji had normal sex was enough to deal with, without them knowing about the kinkier side of their sex life.

Aya opened the door to their room and walked inside. When the door immediately closed behind him, Aya turned around to face Yohji. His mouth went dry just looking at his sexy lover who was wearing nothing more than his unbuttoned jeans and a smile. Aya was pulled in for a demanding kiss that made his knees weak and breathing labored. Even after so much time together, Yohji could bring him to this state in mere moments.

Yohji finally released him and immediately placed a soft leather collar around Aya’s neck. Yohji had a matching band for the nights when Aya wanted to claim his lover, which hopefully wasn’t too far off in the future. Aya toyed with the collar and thought they were off to a promising beginning so far.

“Strip,” Yohji commanded, eyes sparkling with anticipation.

With a wicked little smile gracing his lips, Aya slowly began to remove his clothes in the most provocative manner he could imagine. He should feel self-conscious doing this, but Yohji always made him feel sexy and loved so Aya never was embarrassed by what they did together in their room. When he had only his pants left to remove, he turned around as he shimmied out of them, bending a bit for Yohji to get a good view of his assets.

Finished with his first order, Aya turned back to face Yohji and saw his lover walk over to the bed where their bag of toys rested. He watched the blond pull out a pair of fur-lined cuffs before crossing over to Aya.

“Hold your hands out in front of you.” While under normal circumstances the demands Yohji spoke would have raised Aya’s hackles, they only caused a shiver of delight when delivered during their play. It was always a bit of a turn on when Aya relinquished control over to Yohji like this. Stretching out his arms as instructed, he watched Yohji fasten them around his wrists.

“Kneel.” Yohji’s voice was thick with desire. Aya sank gracefully to his knees, eager for the treat to come. He loved sucking Yohji’s dick. It was a bit of a mouthful, but over the months Aya had become proficient at deep-throating the large cock. Aya enjoyed the feel of it sliding between his lips, the bitter taste of his lover’s precum and then the ultimate satisfaction of making Yohji come from his actions.

Yohji pulled his semi-erect cock from his jeans and Aya opened his mouth before Yohji could even order him to do so. He heard his lover’s pleased chuckle as the tip teased Aya’s lips.

“Suck,” Yohji demanded. The man always seemed to get off when he was in charge and this time seemed no different as Aya heard the satisfaction in his lover’s tone.

Aya hungrily leaned forward, using his mouth and tongue to swallow most of Yohji’s cock, pulling back and teasing the uncircumcised tip with his tongue before nudging the foreskin away from the head before swallowing again. It didn’t take long for Yohji to become fully erect. Aya took his time but eventually had Yohji’s entire erection down his throat.

He reached up to fondle Yohji’s balls at the same moment he grazed his teeth over Yohji’s cock as he pulled back. Aya tugged on the sack while sucking hard on the head of the cock his lips were wrapped around before sliding it back into his mouth and beyond. Aya had just enough give in his cuffs to move one hand to caress the perineum behind Yohji’s scrotum while rolling the balls about in his other hand.

“Aya! Oh fuck, this feels so good. I love your mouth around me,” Yohji babbled, his moans and sighs becoming more frequent as his hands tangled in Aya’s hair.

Once he knew that his lover was getting close, Aya increased the rhythm of the blowjob with singular intent. Just as he felt his lover’s body tense, Yohji gripped Aya’s hair tightly while drawing his cock away from Aya’s mouth. Aya wanted to cry out at the loss when he felt a bit of salty liquid squirt into his open mouth. One hand moved from Aya’s hair and he saw Yohji stroking his cock, milking it in order to coat Aya’s face with his come. He closed his eyes after the second spurt – Aya didn’t need to have their play cut short in order to go rinse his eyes of spunk – though his tongue kept darting out, trying to capture as much of his lover’s essence as he could.

He opened his eyes in time to see Yohji kneel in front of him and lean forward to lick Aya’s face clean before capturing his mouth in a searing kiss. Aya was painfully aware of his own neglected erection. He knew that his release was a ways off, if past experiences were anything to go by, but he wasn’t unhappy about the prospect. Yohji always made it well worth his while.

“You were a very naughty boy,” Yohji began after he ended the kiss. “I didn’t say you could make me come.”

Yohji got up to walk back to their toy bag and began to rummage around inside. Aya watched him pull out their crop and peruse it thoughtfully before tossing is aside. Yohji did the same to the paddle and leather slapper before pausing after he pulled out their leather flogger. Aya shivered again at the thought of those strips of hide streaking across his ass.

Yohji caught his eye and, with a devilish smile, walked back to Aya – but not before grabbing the lube off their nightstand and the blanket from the end of their bed, which he placed on the floor before him. He nudged Aya forward until his knees rested on the soft material and tossed the bottle on the floor within easy reach.

“Hands and knees.” Aya immediately moved into the position Yohji ordered. It had been a while since he’d been spanked and he looked forward to what Yohji was about to do. Before Yohji had introduced him to this particular kink, Aya never would have thought he’d enjoy it as much as he did. Aya also loved giving Yohji’s ass a good warming; he smirked when he thought about the newest addition to their toy collection that he had hidden in the closet, awaiting the next time it was Aya’s turn to be the giver and not receiver.

Yohji built up the anticipation as he gently trailed the ends of the flogger along Aya’s back and buttocks. Again and again he teased until he smacked the leather against Aya’s ass with a bit of force. Aya hissed in surprise then relaxed as the hurt turned to pleasure. Yohji again just swiped the strips against his backside softly before letting loose with a quick succession of strikes. Aya gasped at each impact while enjoying the sting of every blow.

“Does that feel good, Ayan?” Yohji asked as he rubbed his hand over Aya’s sensitive flesh. “You’re ass is such a pretty shade of pink right now, but I like red better.”

The flogger whistled in the air as Yohji brought it down on Aya’s upturned cheeks, causing Aya to yelp. This time, Yohji didn’t pause but settled into a rhythm of powerful spanks as Aya voiced his pleasure with moans and cries with each strike. Aya’s breathing turned harsh as his excitement built and his hips pushed back to get more.

“Oh, yes, red is much nicer…” Yohji commented but didn’t stop the spanking, and Aya wiggled his ass to let Yohji know that he wasn’t ready for it to end yet either. He didn’t even care if it would be difficult to sit tomorrow. Right now it felt incredible, the pain turning into pleasure and making Aya’s cock ache with the need to come.

Yohji alternated whipping his buttocks with strikes to his thighs and shoulders, the blows a bit less forceful, but always returned to give his ass a thorough strapping, the heat spreading out from the point of impact to suffuse his whole body with heat. Aya didn’t know what it was about getting his ass spanked that he enjoyed so much but each hit to his body caused a bolt of pleasure so strong to streak to his cock, that he never wanted the sessions to end. The feelings so powerful, he sometimes felt he could come from the spankings alone.

Aya was so lost to the strapping and delightful sensations coursing through his body, it took a moment to realize that Yohji had stopped and was kneeling behind him, rubbing his ass and kissing his reddened cheeks.

“Yohji…” Aya moaned at the feel of Yohji’s tongue against his hole. He bit his lip and fought the urge to beg for his lover to fuck him when Yohji pushed it inside his body. Aya could feel a bead of sweat trickle down his temple and his limbs trembled from the excitement he felt.

“What Aya? What do you want?” Yohji asked teasingly. Aya felt a slick finger slip into his entrance and cried out loudly when that clever digit found his sweet spot. “Hmm, Aya. I’m waiting.”

“I want you in me,” Aya finally admitted in a voice hoarse from crying out as he revealed his desires and shivered in expectation….

“I *am* in you, Ayan,” Yohji said in a smug tone as he pushed another finger into his body.

Aya could have cheerfully decapitated his lover at that moment, but all he did was force out through clenched teeth, “I want you to fuck me with your cock, Kudoh. Is that clear enough for you to understand?”

All the bastard did was chuckle and add a third finger to aid in stretching Aya. He couldn’t prevent a gasp when his prostate was nudged again. About to toss his pride away and beg, Aya felt Yohji move against him, hips settling against Aya’s sore ass and thighs. He looked back to see what his lover was waiting for and found him slicking up his dick. Yohji nudged his cock against Aya’s entrance then commanded. “I want your shoulders on the floor and your ass in the air while I fuck you.”

Willing to do anything as long as it got him what he wanted, Aya lowered his face and chest to the blanket. Yohji pushed in slowly, groaning loudly while Aya answered with a needy moan of his own. He loved it when Yohji fucked him. Loved the feeling of fullness and being stretched almost to the point of being uncomfortable, of having the man he adored in him, become a part of him.

Aya sighed as Yohji pulled back and pushed forward, keeping the pace very slow. “Faster, Yohji.”

“All in good time, Ayan. I want to enjoy this.” If anything, it seemed Yohji slowed rather than increased his movements.

Unable to prevent a whimper from escaping his lips, Aya rocked his hips back and forth until Yohji smacked his ass then grasped his hips with both hands to keep them still. Then the bastard snapped his hips forward and stopped thrusting, only moving his groin in a circular motion which caused Aya to gasp at both the sting created from Yohji rubbing against his tender cheeks and the erotic movements.

“Gonna behave, Aya?” Yohji draped himself across Aya’s back and bit his shoulder playfully.

“Yes… just fuck me. Please, Yotan.” Aya hated to beg but he was desperate to come.

Yohji raised himself so that he once more knelt behind Aya and resumed thrusting in and out of Aya’s body. Time lost all meaning to Aya as Yohji gradually increased his rhythm. Aya finally had had enough and reached down his body to grasp his cock between his cuffed hands, creating a channel to fuck as Yohji’s thrusts propelled his hips forward. It took only a few more plunges of Yohji’s cock into his body before Aya loudly yelled out his lover’s name, splattering their blanket with his come.

“Aya!” Yohji quickly slammed into Aya a few more times before his body stiffened and all movement stopped as Aya’s hips were grasped in a bruising grip.

Aya felt a kiss to his spine as his lover slipped from his body. Not having the energy to do much else, Aya rolled over to lie down on his side. Yohji settled down facing him, undoing the cuffs and tossing them aside before pulling Aya into his arms. Yohji kissed his forehead before saying, “You cheated.”

Aya smiled contentedly and replied, “You didn’t say I couldn’t touch myself.”

“Hmph.” Yohji pouted. “I didn’t say you could.”

“Then you should have cuffed my hands behind my back,” Aya countered. He felt so good at the moment and enjoyed the bit of banter between them.

Yohji grinned cheekily and said, “Okay, I’ll remember that next time.”

Aya leaned up and kissed Yohji. What had been intended as a short caress turned long and passionate as Aya threaded his fingers through blond hair and Yohji pulled Aya closer into his arms.

With a sigh of happiness, Aya nuzzled his face in the crook of Yohji’s neck when the kiss ended. It was so nice to cuddle with his lover after an intense bout of sex.

“How about we take a quick shower and then a bit of quality snuggle time in our bed?” Yohji asked.

Aya started when Yohji spoke. He’d been drifting off and was almost asleep, but the lure of a clean body between soft sheets woke him enough to agree. “You can wash my back.”

Yohji smiled as he brushed his fingers along Aya’s cheek. “Of course, love, whatever you want.”

Aya returned the smile as Yohji helped him up from the floor, hissing a little in pain when he sat on his backside before standing. Yohji hadn’t held back at all during the spanking but then again, Aya hadn’t wanted him to. Aya would just have to make sure he reciprocated the next time he spanked Yohji, though he was more than certain his lover wouldn’t mind in the least. Hopefully that event wasn’t too far off since Aya was really looking forward to that night. With a wicked smile on his face as Aya followed Yohji to the bathroom, he anticipated their next playtime but right now, he was looking forward to the rest of their evening. Yohji always had an uncanny knack of knowing what Aya needed and right now, that was a bit of quiet time in the arms of his love.