Teach me, Touch me. 

Part 10: Teach Me Again.

 

"Only the robe"

 

Gear reached for the clean white robe and put it on after spending some time in the bathroom. He tied the belt around his waist and then stepped out, just as the owner of the room had told him. Luckily, he still had the robe to cover himself; otherwise, Gear would probably have just hidden behind the door if he knew he'd have to face Kanthi's gaze like this.

 

Kanthi was sitting on the soft bed, his fit body dressed only in loose pyjama pants, his upper body bare, showing off a chest that begged to be touched. His toes touched the floor, and his eyes, full of charm, watched Gear from the moment he stepped out of the bathroom. Everything was silent, but it was the kind of silence that sent shivers down your spine. Who could stand up to Kanthi's eyes like that?

 

"Come here," Kanthi said calmly, reaching a hand out in front of him. When Gear took his hand, Kanthi gave a gentle pull until Gear's toes were right at the edge of the bed. Kanthi parted his legs so Gear could stand between them, then loosely wrapped both arms around Gear's waist.

 

"Are you shy? Why won't you look at me?"

 

"It's the way you're looking at me, Kanthi. Who'd dare meet your eyes?"

 

"If you want to get better, you have to look me in the eye," Kanthi said. As soon as he finished, the young businessman placed his hand on Gear's cheek, gently turning his face so their eyes met, just as he wanted.

 

Those black eyes sparkled with mystery and always seemed to pull you in. That was one reason Gear often chose to look anywhere else but at the man in front of him. And now, their bodies were separated by nothing but Gear's robe, making him feel a constant flutter in his chest, especially at the moment when Kanthi looked up at him with those sharp, captivating eyes.

 

Kanthi smirked when the boy in his arms finally met his gaze. He liked that Gear was always shy but still obedient when given advice. He was also braver than he realised, ready to learn and open to everything Kanthi wanted to teach him.

 

"Ah," Gear gasped without meaning to as Kanthi traced his finger from the boy's light chest, slowly opening the robe off his left shoulder to reveal smooth skin. Kanthi's finger trailed down, stopping at Gear's flat stomach, then tugged gently at the robe's belt until it loosened.

"Look at me," Kanthi said in a gentle voice, and Gear obeyed again. His round eyes were pleading, lips pressed together as if trying to hold back his feelings. But no one would've guessed that it was actually Kanthi himself who was struggling the most to control his own emotions at the moment.

 

He pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek and let out a hot breath. He couldn't deny that just having the boy so close, showing off bits of bare skin from under the robe, was enough to make his own desire flare up. The thing under his dark pants was growing so much it almost seemed ready to burst out for some air.

With all that tension, Gear started to get braver. 

 

He didn't just meet Kanthi's eyes anymore-he let his gaze wander over the man's muscular body, the broad chest that looked so warm, down to the toned stomach showing off perfect lines. However, what stood out even more than the six-pack was...

 

The bulge under Kanth's pyjama pants was so prominent now that the shape was clear through the fabric. Kanthi smirked in satisfaction, seeing the boy's growing courage. He wasn't going to be patient anymore. He slid his big hand inside the robe, stroking from Gear's soft thigh up to his round butt, squeezing it firmly. Then his fingers teased between the cheeks, making the boy jolt at the sensation.

 

"Ah, Kanthi," Gear moaned, his voice shaky and his eyes innocent but full of temptation, just from that light touch. Kanthi loved it, wanting to throw the younger man onto the bed and take him hard, but he held back. He wanted Gear to learn more first. There would be plenty of time to make him collapse into the mattress after the lesson was over!

 

"Tonight is a self-learning. Try whatever you want," Kanthi said, still teaching patiently. He didn't just give orders about what he desired; he let Gear explore his body, to learn what he liked and how to express himself without embarrassment.

Gear started to let go and follow his feelings. Kanthi was so patient and gentle as he taught and gave pleasure at the same time, that Gear felt good just being close and letting out every feeling he had for Kanthi.

 

Even though Kanthi wanted Gear to do things on his own, he decided to take off the annoying robe himself. He tugged at the belt, slipped the other side off Gear's right shoulder, and in that moment, the white robe fell to the floor. Kanthi's sharp eyes roamed over the milky, naked body in front of him, hungry and unashamed. 

 

The little buds on Gear's chest looked perfect for biting, his flat stomach begged to be kissed, and his beautiful, flushed body stood tall with desire. Gear's body was so good-looking that Kanthi didn't want to look away.

 

Gear chose to place his hand on Kanthi's strong chest, pushing him to lie back on the bed before climbing on top. Every move Gear made, Kanthi hadn't ordered, making it all the more exciting. He was eager to see what Gear would do or learn from his body, which he was now letting the boy explore as much as he wanted.

 

"I can do anything I want?"

 

"Of course. Try whatever you want, learn by yourself. If it's not passable, I'll let you know," Kanthi's deep.

 

The gentle voice made Gear's heart swell. Gear smiled, then chose to press his lips to Kanthi's, starting with a kiss. The man under him opened his mouth, guiding Gear's tongue at first, but soon Gear learned to take control on his own.

 

Once he'd had enough of the kiss, Gear moved his lips down to one of Kanthi's nipples, flicking it gently with his tongue, then sucking harder until Kanthi let out a low moan of pleasure.

 

"You can suck harder, don't worry about hurting me," Kanthi encouraged. As soon as he said it, Gear did just that, copying what Kanthi had done to him during their last time together. Gear's soft tongue was almost too much to handle. Kanthi never would've guessed that just having that spot sucked and teased by nimble fingers could make him feel this good.

 

The boy was learning Kanthis's tricks fast. While his mouth savoured the taste of Kanthi's chest, his small hand started moving lower, gripping the hard bulge through the pants, squeezing and rubbing until Kanthi was painfully hard and desperate for more.

 

"Want to try taking them off for me?" Kanthi asked. Gear nodded, sitting up and focusing on the dark pyjama pants, now stretched tight by the erection underneath. He swallowed, then used both hands to grab the waistband, slowly pulling them down until his eyes landed on Kanthi's size, making his heart pound. As soon as the pants were off, the flushed, veined shaft sprang free. 

 

Gear touched it gently, then looked up at Kanthi, who was lying back, watching every move. Kanthi licked his lips, breathing hard enough to make his chest rise and fall. Just the soft touch of Gear's hand almost made him lose his cool completely.

 

"I want to use my mouth."

 

"Go ahead, good boy," Kanthi replied with a wicked grin, eager for what was coming next.

 

Gear's small tongue touched the tip first, licking slowly before wrapping his lips around the head, swirling his tongue, and tasting the sweetness in his mouth. He started moving his head up and down, getting faster, making Kanthi let out a deep, rumbling moan.

 

"Gear, ah, you're so good at this. How are you learning so fast?" The praise only made Gear more eager to please, bobbing his head faster. Kanthi almost worried he'd choke, but from the way things looked, the boy was getting close to being an expert already. That made Kanthi want to challenge him a little more...

 

"Can you take it all the way in?"

 

"Kanthi..." Gear's voice was soft, but he smiled shyly.

 

Kanthi didn't wait for an answer. He sat up halfway, watching Gear closely.

His big hand rested gently on Gear's head, stroking his soft hair a few times before slowly guiding the boy's face closer to his erection again. Gear used one hand to hold Kanthi's large, hot shaft, then started licking it again, following his own feelings.

 

The reason he hadn't refused Kanthi's earlier challenge was that his body wanted to do it too, even though he wasn't sure if he'd do it well. His warm tongue licked from the base all the way to the tip, doing it seductively while glancing up at Kanthi's handsome face, which was flushed with pleasure. Then the boy took the whole thing into his mouth, pushing down until his lips touched the base and the tip pressed against the back of his throat.

 

"Ah..." Kanthi groaned in satisfaction, his voice making it clear how good he felt. The warmth and the soft tongue wrapped around his entire length stirred something raw inside him, making it impossible to stay calm. He pressed his palm down on Gear's head, holding him there until Gear started to gag. Then Kanthi switched to thrusting into Gear's mouth, sliding in and out all the way to the base, picking up speed and force until he was satisfied.

"Ugh, cough," Gear was braver than he realised, tightening his lips around the shaft while Kanthi thrust in with wild passion, until saliva mixed with something sticky dripped from the corners of his mouth in a messy, lewd way.

 

"Ah, ah," Kanthi thrust hard two or three more times before letting go of Gear's head, finally setting him free. His swollen shaft slipped out of Gear's soft lips, and the boy looked up at the man who'd just dominated him.

 

Those round eyes were watery, making their owner look even more adorable. Kanthi just smiled in satisfaction, then got up and switched places, laying the petite man beneath him. He kissed Gear deeply, not letting him catch his breath, nibbling at his lips before sliding his hot tongue inside to taste the sweetness Gear had just given him.

 

He'd let Gear learn enough for now. The man who was full of need decided it was time to switch and teach with his own moves this time.

 

"Now I'll show you what good sex is."

 

"It won't be amateur sex like last time," he whispered hoarsely in Gear's ear.

 

'Amateur sex?' Gear could only repeat the words in his mind. What Kanthi called dilettante sex, Gear had thought was already wild and intense. Just thinking about how much hotter it was going to get made his already burning body flare up even more.

 

"If it's too much, let me know," Kanthi said with a sly smile at the end. If Gear had gotten this good, there was no reason for Kanthi to hold back anymore.

 

Gear nodded obediently. He was always willing to listen and ready for any lesson Kanthi wanted to teach. Kanthi started with a long, deep kiss, kissing until Gear could barely breathe, then moved down to nuzzle his pale chest, sucking hungrily at his nipples and biting until marks appeared. The boy under him could only squirm and moan sweetly, threading his fingers through Kanthi's hair and tugging whenever the pleasure spiked.

 

"I want to leave marks all over you," Kanthi said, looking down at his own handiwork before sucking on Gear's nipple again, sometimes scraping it with his teeth until Gear moaned with a shaky voice. With Kanthi's body pressed down on him, every part of them touched, especially the rock-hard shaft rubbing against Gear's thigh. Gear could only twist and writhe at every touch Kanthi gave him. Everything was getting hotter with every move. The man seemed ravenous, exploring every inch of Gear's body, leaving no space untouched by his lips

and kisses.

 

"Remember when I told you that you weren't right for the fifth floor at that club?" Kanthi asked.

 

"Why? Am I still not good enough?"

 

"Because you belong here with me in this room instead."

 

".."

 

"Lie on your stomach and raise your hips."

!!!

 

That was Kanthi's final instruction. The mature sex he'd promised was about to begin... It was as hot as being set on fire-no exaggeration at all!