Teach me, Touch me. 

Part 24: Special 3.

As soon as the keycard touched the sensor, the door swung open in a rush. The few buttons left on Kanthi's shirt were undone, and the shirt was stripped from his body in the exact second that he pressed hungry kisses onto the younger man.

 

It seemed neither of them wanted to wait until they reached the bed. When it came to sex, Kanthi never cared much about the place-as long as they were out of sight and his shy young boyfriend was satisfied, Kanthi was ready to go all in without hesitation.

 

"Mm, Kanthi," Gear's voice broke up as Kanthi pulled away just long enough for him to catch his breath. Still, before he could even recover, Kanthi was kissing him again, sliding his tongue in to tease and sweep, making Gear's breathing hitch and making it impossible for him to keep himself still any longer.

 

No matter how skilled or brave he was, whenever Kanthi kissed him, Gear always melted. He could never resist the wild heat of his boyfriend's passion.

 

"Ah," the passionate man pressed a deep kiss before pulling back to look at the petite man's face. Gear's pretty lips were noticeably swollen, making Kanthi smile with satisfaction. Gear's round eyes were naturally pleading, and that look alone was enough to drive Kanthi crazy with desire.

 

"You're amazing. So good that I want to fuck you every day," Kanthi said bluntly to his boyfriend, who was giving him a look that begged for more than just kisses. Kanthi didn't wait-he gave Gear exactly what he wanted, and then some.

 

He pushed the smaller man back until his back hit the wall, taking off Gear's shirt so his eyes could drink in that smooth, pale skin. Then he buried his face in Gear's neck, breathing in his scent and leaving kisses and marks along his body.

 

"P'Kanthi..." Gear moaned his lover's name, the one who was making him feel so good, while threading his fingers into Kanthi's soft hair, pulling a little with every wave of pleasure. His chest arched into Kanthi's mouth as the kisses continued.

 

Kanthi expertly pulled off his lover's shorts, leaving only the white underwear, which was now being squeezed and fondled by his large hand. Gear could only writhe as Kanthi's rough touch worked him up, finally grabbing his lover's wrist when the touches got so strong that red marks started to show on his pale skin.

 

"Mm, Kanthi, don't tease me," Gear hid his face against the taller man's shoulder right away as Kanthi pulled off that last piece of underwear, wrapping his big hand around Gear's hard arousal, stroking him and using his thumb to rub the pretty pink tip, already wet, in a way that made Gear shiver.

 

"You make me want to squeeze you all over. I wonder how long I can keep holding back with you, Gear," Kanthi whispered, voice thick with desire, right by his ear.

 

"Are you saying you've been holding back with me all this time?"

 

"If I ever go rougher than usual, it means I can't hold back anymore."

 

"...You're so charming," Gear pressed his small hand to Kanthi's handsome face, speaking straight from the heart. Kanthi always had so much to discover. He taught Gear everything about good sex, but it seemed like Kanthi still had so much more to teach anytime he wanted.

 

"Do you want to try sex with no holding back at all?"

 

"You sure you can handle it if I accidentally bite... right here?" Kanthi said, touching the cute little nipple on Gear's chest, the one he loved to lick, and sometimes left bite marks on.

 

"..."

 

"And what if I shove it in your mouth?" Kanthi's sharp eyes stared at his boyfriend as he grabbed Gear's hand and made him feel the hard bulge in his pants. Gear jumped at the touch, his body already burning and his mind flashing back to all the times Kanthi had filled his mouth-always wild, always intense.

 

"Or if I mess up your pretty face?" Kanthi's deep voice rumbled as his hand roamed all over Gear's body, giving examples as he spoke. The whole time, Gear was left breathless, completely undone by his boyfriend's gaze and words.

 

"l... can handle anything. P' Kanthi, you don't have to hold back with me anymore."

 

"Heh." Kanthi just smiled in satisfaction. He knew Gear better than anyone-delicate, but brave and always willing to learn, even if this lesson might be a little intense.

 

The taller man stepped back a little, his eyes devouring Gear's naked body with a dangerous hunger, while he stripped off his own clothes until only his dark underwear was left. He squeezed his hard length through the fabric, then stepped close to Gear again, leaning in to whisper something.

 

"Take it off for me, good boy. It's dying to get in your mouth."

 

"Y-yeah." Gear pressed his lips together in embarrassment, his face turning bright red. Even though he'd done this many times, he could never get used to how seductive Kanthi could be.

 

The young man knelt down on the floor, getting playful as he pressed his hand over the hot shaft through the underwear, squeezing and stroking along the length in a way that made Kanthi let out a deep, satisfied groan.

 

Gear pressed soft kisses over the fabric, glancing up at Kanthias as he stood there. Kanthi could only grit his teeth at how good it felt, his whole body tensing up, muscles standing out.

 

"Ah," Kanthi groaned. Gear was being too naughty. He told him to take the underwear off, but Gear had something more fun in mind. His small hand slipped inside, stroking up and down, and his lips pressed down until the dark fabric started to get wet.

 

"P'Kanthi, you smell so good all over," Gear said in a husky voice, his big, round eyes sparkling. The sweet way he spoke so sweetly only made Kanthi want him even more.

 

"Heh, you're too damn cute," Kanthi cursed with a smile. He couldn't be patient anymore; his shy but daring boyfriend was just too adorable. Gear finally pulled off the last bit of clothing, leaving his beautiful body bare, and Kanthi's hard length sprang up, thick and veined, begging to be tasted.

 

Gear had never seen this part of his lover. He got lost in the moment, staring until Kanthi stepped closer, guiding his own hand to his shaft, rubbing the tip on Gear's cheek, nose, lips, and everywhere, as if exploring him.

 

"Open your mouth," Kanthi ordered, and Gear grabbed his thighs for balance, leaning in and opening his mouth a little. The man tapped his hard length against Gear's pretty lips, then pushed it in to brush against his tongue, rough and hungry.

 

"Mm," Gear moaned sweetly as Kanthi slid in and out of his mouth, moving slowly at first, their low moans blending together.

"You're amazing, good boy." Once Kanthi found the right rhythm, he stopped being gentle. He used both hands to hold Gear's head, locking him in place and thrusting his hips like this was the perfect place for him. Gear sealed his lips tight around him, his beautiful eyes filling with tears as he let out sweet moans, even with Kanthi's size filling his mouth.

 

Sticky, pearly drops and saliva started to drip around his lips, making wet, messy noises. The louder it got, the harder Kanthi thrust, until Gear, kneeling on the floor, was shaking from the force. If his boyfriend said not to hold back, then he wouldn't!

 

Kanthi held Gear's head tight, his hips driving harder, the force growing with his desire. He wasn't sure how much more Gear's face and lips could take. The handsome face was slick with sweat. Kanthi ran a shaky hand through his hair, eyes glued to his thick hardness sliding in and out of Gear's small mouth without mercy, making his boyfriend's cute face twist up now and then.

 

"Ah, mm..." The deep, trembling moans of a man in his thirties came out again and again, pure pleasure washing over him. He started to slow down, but still wouldn't let Gear go, holding himself deep in Gear's mouth, not moving, just staying there.

 

Gear did it perfectly, taking all of him to the base for a long time, until he started to gag and cough. Finally, Kanthi pulled out.

 

"Ah," sticky fluid dripped from the corner of Gear's mouth, his big eyes wet with tears, looking adorable. Kanthi grabbed his arm, helping him stand, and wiped away the mess from his lips with his hand until it was all gone.

 

"You did great. My baby is amazing," he praised sincerely. He wanted to put his young lover on a pedestal and pressed a firm kiss onto that soft hair.

 

"I almost couldn't breathe," Gear protested, his voice and pouty face full of embarrassment, which only made Kanthi fall for him even more.

 

"But you made it through. Why is my baby so amazing?"

 

"...Calling me that is embarrassing."

 

Kanthi could only smirk at how cute Gear looked-he couldn't take his eyes off him. He pulled the smaller man in close, pressing gentle kisses to his head again and again before things heated up all over again.

The boy lifted both arms to wrap around his lover's neck as Kanthi hooked one of Gear's legs up with his arm. Kanthi's ready shaft rubbed against the tightly closed entrance, making Gear hide his face against Kanthi's shoulder and let out soft, continuous moans that drove Kanthi wild.

 

"I haven't even put it in yet, and you're already this sensitive, good boy?"

 

"Y-yeah, I'm feeling good. Really good," Gear admitted, looking up into those dangerous eyes for just a moment before hiding his face again as Kanthi teased his entrance with the tip, pushing in gently and bumping against him, making Gear's lower stomach twist with tension.

 

"You're squeezing so tight-does that mean I should go harder?" Kanthi whispered, his voice low and rough.

 

Kanthi started moving for real after that, his strong hips thrusting in and out of the spot that welcomed him so well. The young man moaned sweetly, digging his fingers into Kanthi's broad back so hard that long red marks appeared.

 

"Mmm, it's so deep," Gear whimpered.

 

"Like this?" The more Gear praised him, the more Kanthi wanted to show off. He lifted Gear's leg even higher to open him up, making it easier to slide in. Kanthi kept thrusting in deep, steady strokes, even while standing.

 

Gear started moaning in a way that didn't even sound like words anymore, his hands tangling in Kanthi's hair and pulling without thinking. Every feeling was racing through his body, wild and overwhelming. Kanthi was really not holding back this time; everything was hotter and more intense than ever, and the pleasure just kept building higher.

 

"Let me carry you," Kanthi said sweetly, then hooked Gear's other leg up around his waist. Gear wrapped both arms around Kanthi's neck to hold himself up, and Kanthi's hips kept moving, never stopping.

 

It was a move that showed off the strength of Kanthi-holding his lover up while thrusting into him. There was no denying that Kanthi's new positions always brought out the best feelings. Their bodies were pressed tight together, Kanthi's heat exploring Gear's depths so deep it felt like he might break through his stomach. Everything about this position made the pleasure sharper than ever before.

"Mm, it feels so damn good," Kanthi couldn't help but curse at the tight squeeze around him. He slammed in, hitting every sensitive spot until Gear, held up in his arms, rocked with every thrust. At the same time, Gear's pretty, perfectly sized shaft rubbed against Kanthi's abs and chest, so it wasn't just Kanthi feeling the pressure-Gear was going through the same thing.

 

"Kanthi, I-I'm gonna cum."

 

"Right here, good boy?"

 

"Mm, y-yes," Gear moaned sweetly, his voice trembling with need. Kanthi knew every move, every weak spot. He started thrusting faster and harder to please his boyfriend, filling the room with the sound of skin slapping and Gear's sweet, filthy moans.

 

"Mm, ah, Kanthi" In the end, the pleasure hit. Kanthi’s skilled touch made Gear cum without even needing to touch himself, his release splattering across Kanthi's abs in satisfaction.

 

The younger man trembled and shook with pleasure, collapsing against Kanthias if he had no strength left. Kanthi kissed him all over to comfort him, but he couldn't let Gear go from that position-not when his own need still demanded release.

 

He waited until his boyfriend caught his breath, then started up again, not holding back at all. Kanthi never lost his strength, his hips pounding in deep and hard until Gear's entrance was red and swollen. The fast rhythm and Gear's constant moans, the tight squeeze around Kanth's shaft, everything together made it impossible for Kanthi to hold back any longer.

 

He slammed in a few more times, then finally let go, thick, sticky release pouring out and overflowing from Gear's twitching entrance. Kanthi's muscular body heaved with heavy breaths, his abs standing out from their wild activity. He pressed kisses to his boyfriend as a silent "I love you," then gently lowered Gear's legs so he could stand on his own.

 

"Mm, Kanthi, I can't stand," Gear whined, making Kanthi smile. Gear's slim legs shook adorably, his pale skin marked with red spots. Kanthi picked him up and carried him to the bed, kissing him gently and cleaning off the mess from earlier.

 

"You really can't stand, huh? Your legs are shaking that much?"

 

"Well, you..."

 

"What about me?"

 

"You were so rough," Gear mumbled, grabbing a pillow to hide his face in embarrassment.

 

"Let me see."

 

"No, don't," Gear quickly snapped his legs shut when Kanthi suddenly spread them apart, putting him in a position that was anything but modest.

 

"I just want to check if it's really red," Kanthi said. In the end, Gear let Kanthi look at his entrance, blushing with embarrassment. His tightly closed entrance was bright red and still twitching a little, making Kanthi's desire flare up all over

again.

 

"It's red, but you can still take more."

 

"Huh?" Gear peeked out from behind the pillow, eyes wide in surprise.

 

"This time, I'll use my tongue instead."