Chapter 2

Shizuo

The control was lost yet again, and every step that I took made me closer to him. His naked body shamelessly became the only image in my eyes. The way he said it, the look in his eyes... it was more than enough to make me forget all the reasoning. And, who was I to decline such an offer? I wanted him, and even though he often argued that I am a monster, in this regard I am just another human ruled by the desire and want.

At that point I was sure that I needed him more than the air itself. The redness in his eyes made me remember the first time I took him and my dick started to twitch. Even though I was sure that he considers me to be stupid, I was smart enough to know that I had all the leverage in my hands; and if didn't, he didn't need to know that. So, I tried to act as I was in charge. If we are doing this, I will be damned if I don't use the chance to humiliate him more. Maybe, just maybe that will make him reconsider why he was doing this thing in the first place.

"Turn around on all fours." I ordered him, but Izaya just stood still. That made me question if I gave my self too much of a freedom. However, he just smirked and with a final look at me, he did as I said.

"Now touch your self. Put one of your fingers up the ass hole." After I said that he looked at me again. This time it was with more embarrassment.

"Lick it first. Make it nice and wet." I continued. I could see a blush already forming on his cheeks. Playing with oneself was not something that we done before and it was truly something that I wanted to see him do. After all, how many sleepless nights have I imagined him touching that same place while jerking myself of?

He slowly put his middle finger in his mouth. The pink tongue started to move around it. It was more erotic than anything else I have seen him do, and it made me thinking about making him suck me of. It was another thing that we never done, as well. Usually, it was just me preparing him and me going in there until we both finish. The worst thing about it was the awkwardness after, when everything was done. He would always silently put his clothes back on and without a word just leave. I made myself a promise that this time it was going to last until he ether loses his conciseness, or at least gets tired enough not to leave immediately. More than anything I wanted to see all of his masks completely undone in front of my eyes.

He was now moving his hand away from the mouth and near his entrance. The finger was shiny with the spit. We have always done it this way, but it made me think about using his semen as a lube. That would be pretty fucked up and I wanted to try it so badly.

"Put another hand to your dick, and jerk yourself." He looked anywhere except at me and done as I said. His upper part of the body was lying at the couch and his ass was in the air. I couldn't see well enough what he was doing with his dick; however, I quickly moved behind him in order to get a better look on the finger entering him. God, it looked so good.

"Put another one in there." I commanded again. So, he took away his hand, moved it again to his mouth and licked his first two fingers together. I wanted to taste his ass for myself, as the memory of that first time was getting all fuzzy, but I promised my self that I will do that after making him have his own semen tucked deeply inside him. That way I would taste both of those things.

Than, he moved his hand back again, and I little sound came from his mouth. It looked like he was keeping himself from getting hared too much, and that was something that I didn't want.

"Let me hear you. If you muffle your voice again I promise you, Izaya I won't be fucking you tonight." It was a first threat that I have ever given on this subject, and even thought I didn't quite believe my self to go thru with it, it looked like he believed in my words. As a result, his voice managed to instantly make me even harder.

His hands started to move faster both the one on his dick, as well as the one in his ass.

"I want you to come." I said it. He immediately stopped and for first time after this ordering thing started, he looked at me. His pupils were dilated, and the redness in his face that was mixed with sweet truly made them stand out. However, his look was also a bit aggravated and confused at the same time. It made me want him even more.

Izaya

It looks like today was the day for the firsts: me begging to be fucked for the first time in my life, him ordering me, and even worse, me obeying those stupid orders. Nevertheless, never have I thought that I would need to masturbate in front of him with both my dick and the ass on the line. It was more than humiliating. However, the reword was presented in my mind as a perfect picture of him fucking me and it was all worth it. So, what is this shit about me coming without him even entering me? What was than the point in going thru this humiliating process if not for a good fuck?

"Shizu-chan, that was not the deal we made. I want to come with your dick inside me." I replied.

"Well, I am not sure what deal you think we made, but if you do not do as I said I promise that I won't enter you and that is final. As I already said, first, come for me." I felt very confused and angry as he was saying that. What does he think I am if he believes that he can order me around? But soon, he continued "If you do what I say, I will fuck you, nice and good just the way you like."

Ok, that was something that I could live with. Even though this was highly embarrassing for me, with our new founded mutual understanding the shit that I needed to chow was getting more bearable. Not to mention that I crossed the line where I could just go back home, I needed his dick; for fuck's sake, I was addicted to it.

So, I did as I was asked to do, yet again. I closed my eyes, and the clear picture of Shizuo hammering inside me was shown in my head. I started to move again, this time faster. I was already close; after all, every time I did this to my self I have always come fast.

I kept imagining his body, his arms on my hips, on my dick, him entering me, and it was all too much. My voice was echoing in my ears. I was moaning like some bitch in heat, just for him. For god's sake, even though I didn't want to admit it, I was his bitch. And than, just the thought of being dominated by him, of his power over me, and his ability to make me his; it all made me explode.

With my heart beating so fast, I looked beneath me on Shizuo's couch where was a puddle of sperm forming. Then I turned around and looked at him. For a second I thought that he will kill me for destroying his living room; however, the way he looked at me was all but angry. He had a smile on his face and it was disturbing to me. Then, I looked down at his leaking erection and I wanted him even more.

Me coming once was not enough. I wanted to sit on dick until I was truly satisfied. He must have seen that thought on my face as he was stepping towards me yet again. God, just few more seconds and I will feel his hardness filling my insides. At least, that's what I have thought. I couldn't be more wrong, as I later understood that today was a day for yet another one of the firsts; first time that Shizuo successfully tortured me; although by denying me his dick, but it still counted.