Part 5
Chikage lightly placed his hands on Ono's slim hips, his erect cock twitching against the patissier's buttocks. He paused, unsure of what to do next, when it all came back to him. He knelt clumsily, his pants and underwear hobbling him and impeding his movements. Since Ono said nothing, Chikage carefully parted his cheeks and licked the patissier's tight entrance.
Ono moaned softly. He was finding it difficult to keep quiet, but fear of waking Kanda, kept his mouth shut. All too soon that wonderful tongue stopped, to be replaced by a finger and then another and another as Chikage prepared his tight entrance.
A few minutes later, Chikage spat into his hand, using the spit and spent fluids as a makeshift lube. Parting his lover's cheeks with one hand as he guided himself in with the other, the taller man gently pushed past Ono's tight ring of muscle. Moaning softly as the patissier felt too good for words, Chikage started to develop his rhythm. In and out and in and out, he moved his hips, the big lug taking his time to pleasure them both. Ono's soft little cries pleased him. If he could make his precious Ono feel good again like he did that morning he went to go see if he was alright after failing to show up for work, Chikage would do his best to do so.
It was not long before both men reached the point where the pleasure became too much and they climaxed. Not even the small mess Ono made on the back of the sofa could dampen the delirious feeling of being "young and in love" for the patissier. His Chikage loved him, far more than he had ever realized. And for once in his life, Ono felt he deserved that love.