Enji softly places Keigo on the bed and takes off his shoes, then Enji gazes down at him in a moment of tenderness. Keigo squirms under his gaze, his body desperate for Enji's hands to explore every inch of his body and his vagina throbbing in the anticipation of being fucked.
Coming between Keigo's legs, he spreads them wider, then changes his mind and positions them over his shoulder, making Keigo gasp breathlessly. The new position made him feel so much smaller than Enji, but when he looked up at the older man kneeling on top of him he didn't feel scared at all. He was nervous, yes, but mostly he was excited.
Enji then begins taking off the rest of Keigo's clothes, maining eye contact all the while. He lightly thumbs the inside of Keigo's right thigh, making him shiver, then traces his fingers all the way up towards his foot, gently removing his sock and throwing it on the floor, then he does the same thing with the other leg and then leans in closer towards Keigo. He slowly unbuttons Keigo's shirt and soon it joins the socks on the ground.
"How do you want to do it?" Enji questions Keigo, their faces only a few centimeters apart and Keigo's heart flutters at the gentle treatment and he lets out a high pitched, bird-like sound. He doesn't really care about how they do it as long as it's with Enji but his body has other plans.
His body knows which position it wants when mating for the first time. However, Keigo was far too gone to respond, he reached out and wrapped his hands around Enji's neck, pulling the older man even closer and baring his neck.
Enji obliges with the nonverbal demand, peppering Keigo's neck with feather-light kisses and getting the same high-pitched moans in return.
Then he moves to detach himself from Keigo's body with great reluctance which makes Keigo tighten his hold around Enji's neck and he whines loudly in protest, trying desperately to cling on to Enji's body.
Enji chuckles in amusement at the reaction and fondly kisses the base of Keigo's neck again. He whispers appeasingly, "Hold on sweetheart, I'm just going to take off my clothes."
Keigo relaxes his hold a little at that with a pout, enough to let Enji slip away who is laughing lightheartedly at Keigo's eagerness.
Enji strips in a flash and while he's pulling his shirt over his head, Keigo manages to get into a hands and knees position, but instead of his hands, he rests his upper body on his elbows, making his back curve impossibly, and his ass high up in the air.
The sight that graces Enji when he's done undressing nearly knocks the wind out of him, it surprises him enough to make him hum in approval.
In a couple of seconds he's back between Keigo's legs, this time letting his hands caress the expanse of Keigo's ass, marveling at the toned muscles of his behind. He stares at the slick dripping out of Keigo's hole and instinctively licks his lips. He wants to taste Keigo but there's something else that he wants to do even more.
He begins prepping Keigo who is staring back at him over his shoulder, a dazed look in his eyes. His lips slightly parted, drooling.
Enji inserts one finger experimentally and Keigo sighs contentedly, closing his eyes, arching his back ever more and Enji groans at how wet Keigo already is. He could probably take me right now. Enji muses but continues prepping him.
He roughly adds two more and Keigo gasps at the sudden change, opening his eyes again and blinking up at Enji who is staring down at him with a predatory look in his eyes.
Keigo rotates his hips and pushes his ass back in time with the movement of Enji's digits, loving the feeling of the fingers inside him. Enji then adds a fourth and Keigo just about chokes. He has never had anything inside of him other than his own fingers but they were nothing compared to Enji's. Enji had big, strong hands, calloused with the years behind him, and the way they felt inside of him made him want to do nothing else but stay in bed with Enji, with Enji's fingers in his ass, for the rest of his life.
Enji thrusted his fingers in and out of Keigo's hole, enjoying the moans and whines of pleasure he received in return, and the divine sight in front of him. He imagined the sounds Keigo would make when he was finally fucked with Enji's cock and the thought made his already painfully hard cock throb desperately with the need to feel Keigo around him.
"Are you ready?" He breathlessly asked Keigo who only moaned and whined in response, his head nodding slightly, lolled cheek first onto the pillow under it.
That was more than enough for Enji who hastily withdrew his fingers and covered his dick in Keigo's abundant slick which was still gushing out of his vagina like there was no tomorrow.
He felt like he was forgetting something as he thrusted into Keigo's wetness but in the moment he felt that he had no other care in the world than fucking Keigo.
The first thrust of Enji's huge cock inside Keigo almost made him see stars and he wailed in pain. He should have mentioned earlier that this was his first time but he wasn't in the right headspace as he had skipped his suppressants, and adding alcohol to the situation had only made him more reckless.
His cries of pain only seemed to spur Enji on, who was also drunk and not thinking clearly. He relentlessly dragged his cock in and out, pushing in harder than necessary, knocking the wind out of Keigo. Who lay there gasping in surprise.
After the first few brutal thrusts, Keigo started to get used to the pain and tried to change the position of his hips to find a more comfortable angle. Noticing this, Enji grabbed Keigo's ass and held him up firmly in place, pounding into him hard and fast.
Keigo blinked back tears at the rough treatment but let himself be used for Enji's pleasure. He closed his eyes and continued to whimper, determined to take whatever was being given to him.
Enji belatedly realized that he was being too harsh and observed how Keigo's eyes were screwed shut in pain and so he slowed down, drawing out his thrusts and trying to be gentle with every push. He also loosened his grip around Keigo's waist, allowing him to find a more comfortable position for himself.
As Enji slowed down, Keigo's pain gradually began to dissipate and he was starting to feel the pleasure that came along with it. He pushed his face into the pillow under him and let out little gasps of pleasure which in turn fuelled Enji who then experimentally thrusted in harder, causing Keigo to let out a birdlike high pitched moan similar to the ones he was making before.
Enji was pleased hearing that sound again and he leaned in and kissed the back of Keigo's neck, making the younger man shiver. Then he leaned in further until his lips were grazing the shell of Keigo's ears and with a particularly deep thrust he asked, "You like that?"
Instead of responding, Keigo turned his head slightly so he was facing Enji and only whined in the same high pitch. His eyes glazed over, staring into Enji's, silently begging him to keep going.
Enji more than obliged, burying his face into Keigo's neck and lightly sucking on the skin connecting it to the collarbone, driving Keigo wild and making his head spin, his hands clenching around the bed sheets as he tried to ground himself.
Keigo felt the pleasure begin slowly in the pit of his stomach with each one of Enji's preceding thrusts and he turned his head towards the right to look up at Enji again, wanting to feel as close to the older man as possible in that moment.
Enji looked into Keigo's eyes and sensed that Keigo was enjoying himself, he was whining in a higher pitch now, the little moans from his mouth morphing into high pitched yells almost. It greatly pleased Enji to know that Keigo was enjoying this as much as he was.
Enji then increased the pace of his thrusts, making Keigo whine and press his face into the pillow underneath his head, the change bringing both pain and pleasure but this time the pleasure was much more intense than the pain, making Keigo delirious.
He began pushing his hips back too now, uncaring about any remaining pain he felt and this time Enji didn't restrain his movements. Instead, he gripped Keigo's waist tighter and began guiding him, bringing Keigo's hips back to impale him harder on his cock.
The change made Keigo dizzy and his eyes rolled back in his head while his hips moved back and forth on their own accord. His face still pressed into the pillow with his mouth open wide to let out the obscene sounds that he was making with drool beginning to collect on the pillow.
Enji fisted Keigo's hair and lifted his face up to admire the messy view. Keigo's face was beautifully flushed, his hair matted to his forehead, drool running down one side of his mouth and his pupils blown wide, eyes unfocused.
Fucking Keigo mercilessly, holding his head up by his hair, Enji began whispering in his ear, "Tell me," he starts, running his other hand up Keigo's toned chest. "Has anyone ever fucked you like this before?"
Keigo's bird brain has a hard time processing the question and he only moans helplessly. The lack of response frustrates Enji and he releases Keigo's hair making him flop face first into the pillow.
Positioning his hands beside Keigo's head he pistons himself back again into Keigo and mutters, "So you don't want to answer, that's fine."
Keigo wants to answer, he wants to tell Enji that this was his first time but the part of his brain that was currently in charge of his mouth simply wasn't cooperating. He babbled incomprehensibly into the pillow, body shaking with overstimulation.
The next sequence of thrusts came with bruising force, making Keigo yelp in pain and surprise. His body is pushed up the bed and he grips the sheets harder, seeking some purchase.
Enji brings his face closer to Keigo's once more, watching him twist and and turn in pleasure, his eyes screwed shut against the barrage of pain that came along with the shift in Enji's demeanor.
Enji uses his hands to trace circles on Keigo's wrists, eventually settling on intertwining their fingers. Holding Keigo down firmly and almost possessively, he whispers again, "I am going to fuck you so good that you'll be ruined for any other dick but mine…"
"Ah, ah, ah" Keigo moans wantonly, opening his eyes and staring at Enji. He could feel his orgasm rising in the pit of his stomach. Just a little more push would be enough to do him in, he thought.
He wanted to touch his dick which had remained neglected all this time between his legs but his hands were in Enji's hold. He could come without, he knew, but then his dick would remain hard and overstimulated. Also, Enji holding him protectively during sex made him want to never leave this position ever. He realized that he wanted this, day and night, over and over again. The numbing pain in his ass was worth the pleasure that made his thighs tremble immensely and his head spin deliriously, he never wanted it to end.
The next thrust pushed him over the edge and he screamed as he came. He had never had such an intense orgasm on his own before. Breaking eye contact with Enji, his eyelids screwed shut and his orgasm spasmed out of him. Hands shaking, thighs quivering, he came over Enji's dick, almost passing out from the intensity of it all, if it hadn't been for Enji still holding him up by his waist, he would've collapsed entirely onto the bed.
Enji felt Keigo's climax on his dick and that pushed him over the edge too. He spilled into Keigo's vagina with a grunt, filling him up with his cum, uncaring about the consequences.
