27. Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Chai is such a dork. I laugh at his serious expression and tone, grab his hand, and drag him inside the sex shop. The entire place maintains the pink and black of the curtains pulled over the front windows, with blue neon signs above the four aisles. Costumes and lingerie are located near the entrance along with a shelf of porn mags. The cash desk is tucked in the left corner and sits on an elevated platform with four faux marble columns decorating it. There are stairs just off it, and next to them, an elevator.

When I turn to Chai, his eyes are darting from one thing to the next, glimmering with a hint of excitement. It's not the sexy kind, it's more the ‘what am I doing here when I can order all of this online… but also this looks like fun' type of enthusiasm and that brings a smile to my face that I don't even bother to hide.

As we greet the shop assistant and head further into the shop, he notices my grin, giving me a questioning lift of one eyebrow. "What is it, Leo? "

I drag my fingers along the smooth, cold rubbery skin of a mannequin wearing a bright purple jockstrap and nipple clamps with tassels. "You ever been to a shop like this before?" I ask, flicking the tassels.

Chai gives me a look , narrowing his eyes as if I shouldn't have asked that question. "No, I haven't. What about you?"

"Once or twice, sure. Never bought anything, though."

He hums, trailing behind me as we turn into the next aisle. This one has vibrators and dildos in all kinds of shapes and some with extra appendages. They start off on the smaller side, growing in size as we reach the end and slip into the next section. To be honest, the shop didn't look as big from the outside, but it's actually massive. What I've seen so far from their collection is also quite impressive.

"Why go if you weren't buying?" Chai tosses, pausing at the shelf with lube just before the butt plugs start.

"Well…" I join him there, planting myself behind him and placing my hands on his waist. The shiver he fails to contain causes one of my own, the tingling delightful as it starts at the base of my neck and spreads through the rest of me. "One was a dare when I was in middle school. Got thrown out before I managed to steal anything. And the second…"

That was in my first year of college. Not really a dare this time, and certainly not involving the cashier chasing me because I had no business in a shop like that, but I'd been broke all the same.

"With some guys from college on the way back from McDonalds. They were shopping kinky stuff for their girlfriends. "

"I've always ordered my supplies online," he says all serious, tilting his head to the side and catching my gaze.

I chuckle, sliding my hands lower and giving his ass a squeeze. "Whatever will you do now that you have me dragging you into an actual shop?"

He leans into the touch, a smile curving his mouth. "I'll get some stuff. Plus, I'm the one that brought you here."

"Yeah, true. So, what kind of stuff?" I whisper, leaning in from the side until my lips graze the tip of his ear.

I want to kiss him. I want his taste. I breathe in, my cock twitching. Fuuuuck , he smells so nice.

"This, for a start," he says, picking up a bottle of cherry-flavored lube. His voice comes out a little hoarser.

I slip one hand under his shirt. I can't help it. My eyes flutter closed when I feel his heated skin. Making my way up his flank, I reach his nipple and give it a rub. His breath catches, the spark in his brown gaze darkening as it locks on me through the mirror along the shelf in front of us.

God, he's so sexy.

His nipple is hard in no time, poking through his shirt when I let my hand slip out so I can go for the other one. He stops me.

"There are cameras."

I huff against his hair. "I'm pretty sure if anyone minded, they'd have stopped us already."

"Maybe they are just embarrassed."

"Or they are enjoying the show."

Chai shifts his weight, his erection brushing against my hand. "Leo, behave. I'd rather we avoid a visit to the precinct."

I let him escape my hold, but that doesn't mean I've given up. I love stirring him up and watching him fight how much he wants me because we happen to be in public. To be honest, part of my brain likes the idea of doing stuff in front of others. Not with them, no one but me is allowed to touch Chai, but having an audience while I make a mess of him has its appeal.

Adjusting myself, I catch up to him. He's inspecting a bottle of pineapple-flavored lube, but I spare it only a glance as my eyes land on what's sitting past the shelf partition. Reaching over Chai's shoulder, I grab the smallest size.

"Chaai, lookity look what we have here. I think we need some of this too," I say, holding the silicone butt plug where he can see it as I wiggle my eyebrows at him.

His eyes snap to it, dark and curious as he drops the lube in the basket where the cherry one is. His fingers join mine as he inspects the sample butt plug, rubbing and stroking like it's a dick and it's his mission to get it hard as quickly as he can. The stifled smile arching the corners of his mouth betrays exactly what he's trying to do, but even if I realize it, my dick still takes notice.

Ah, but I can play that game, too.

I move down the aisle and pick a slightly bigger one. This one is not smooth, but made up of beads that gradually increase in size. It has a compartment for one of those bullet vibrators, too. I imagine Chai wearing it during a meeting, trying to keep his cool as I turn it on remotely.

My dick hardens, making my bulge blatantly obvious to anyone who as much as glances at my crotch. I remember our trip to Tokyo and how titillating it was to keep Chai on edge all day. Teasing here and there without giving either of us what we wanted. We ended up not having the chance to fool around, but it's different now .

I spin on my heel and face him, licking my lips. "I have a thick cock."

His eyes crinkle, mirth mixing in with lust. "You are rather well-endowed, yes. I am aware," he says in a matter-of-fact tone that makes me fight off a snort.

This is so Chai. "Yes, so…" I step in, waving the plug. It's curved toward the end, longer than the first one too. "I think I should train you first. On something smaller."

Goosebumps rise all over me as he inhales sharply. His eyes take me in, greedy and hungry and lingering on my bulge. I think he likes that idea.

I put back the sample and grab an unopened one, tossing it in the basket along with one like the first we viewed. I pick a slightly bigger one too that's more like a small dildo and comes with a suction cup. His eyes follow my hand as I rub it through the packaging, then it joins the rest of the items we're buying.

"And this one you can use when I'm not around," I inform him.

Chai reaches for the shelf above, grabbing a moderately big plug with an egg-shaped base and a narrower, slightly curved tip. He squeezes my dick through my pants, dropping the plug in the basket. "This one's for you. You'll wear it while we do it if I tell you to." He turns on his heel and snatches something from the shelf on the other side. It's a leather cock ring. "And this, too."

My dick jumps, begging to be freed. Fuuuuck . Chai's gonna be the end of me.

Smirking, I take it from him and add it to the rest of our items. "So, you are kinky."

He gives me a heated look. "You're the one that started it. "

True. But I can't help it. Just the idea of him being hard for me non-stop makes me feral. He'll have no choice but to think about me too, whether he's in a meeting or a conference or dealing with someone important. It's hot.

We pick a couple more sizes and shapes and reach the condom section. It's massive, but I find what I'm looking for quickly enough. Chai seems to like pineapples, so I go for that flavor, tossing a packet in as his eyes watch me from under slightly slanted brows. It looks like he wants to say something, but he just shakes his head when I nudge my chin at him.

We turn into the last aisle where the bondage items are. I dump some cuffs and ropes we might or might not use, while Chai's eyes flick to the nipple clamps and piercings, telling me he's thinking the same exact thing.

"You want to try those?" I pick a pair with adjustable pressure. They don't have tassels like the ones on the mannequin, but I like the clean design more.

Chai runs his tongue over his lips, nodding. "Yeah." He takes a set of barbel piercings as well, his nostrils flaring a bit. "And these, too."

I imagine them on him, a wave of heat flooding me. "They might show, depending on the shirt you are wearing."

His gaze snaps up to me. "I've always been curious. Now is as good a time as any. I'll get them done when we are back in Japan."

God have mercy on me. This man will drive me crazy.

We make it to the cashier, a young woman with blue and pink hair who shoots us a knowing smile. While she's scanning the items, my attention lands on a brochure with pictures of rooms in red and black tones. The writing is in Thai, so I have no idea what it's saying, but the photos suggest it's a sex hotel.

Chai says something, snatching my focus. It's not in English or Japanese, and he's talking to the woman, which means it's most likely Thai. I didn't know he spoke it.

I listen to the two of them. He goes off somewhere, disappearing into the aisles and leaving me alone with the cashier. Propping her elbows on the counter, she places her chin in her palms. "Cat ears," she says in accented English, tilting her head toward the brochure I was inspecting. "Apartments upstairs, if you are interested."

My dick twitches and I can't help the wicked smile I flash her. "Yeah? You got a free one?"

She grins. "Yes. He already asked."

Did he now?

Chai returns with a pair of cat ears and a couple of lingerie underwear, flushing a little as I wave a brochure at him. "You want to try what we bought so much?" I whisper as he hands the items over, grabbing his ass.

I slide a finger along the seam of his shorts, pressing so he can feel it. He aims a scorching sideways glance my way, causing more of my blood to flow south.

I wait until we board the elevator to cage him against a wall and capture his mouth. There is a camera here, but I really don't care. I'm burning and unless I get my hands on him, I'm going to combust. He opens for me willingly, letting me plunder his mouth. The moment his taste hits me, I let out a deep moan, feeling it reverberate down his throat. His hands come up to my arms, holding tightly as he deepens the kiss, his tongue chasing mine like a starving beast closing in on its prey.

"Did being in a sex shop turn you on?" I rasp when the elevator comes to a stop and we pull apart .

"Yes." He licks his wet lips. "I want to do the things you said."

The doors open and I drag him to the second room on the left that has our fob number. I scan it and push him inside. "Yeah?"

He palms my rigid cock through my pants, nipping along my lips. "I'll go take a shower."

Before I manage to stop him, he's slipped out of my hold and locked the bathroom door. Anticipation fills my stomach as I sort out our toys, making sure they are ready for use. When he emerges, I take my turn washing myself as quickly as I can, my body tingling all over with little shocks.

And then I almost get a heart attack the moment I enter the room.

Chai is sitting on the bed propped against the headboard, still in the fluffy bathrobe. He removes the belt and lets it fall to the sides, exposing his enticing, sculpted body. All he's wearing is a red G-string, and when he spreads his legs for me, the front pocket is bulging from how hard he is.

My mouth waters, sparks traveling down my spine. He's so beautiful. A bunch of the toys are on the bed with him, lube too, but the condoms are still sitting on the table untouched.

Letting a smile settle on my face, I head over to grab them. "I think we'll need those."

"I've seen your health check results. And I had mine done around the same time. I've not been with anyone since before that… Have you?"

I push down a groan, fisting my hands. Fuck . Is that why he was giving me that look in the shop? Holy fucking hell, I'm gonna explode. "No. Was too busy fantasizing about doing stuff to a certain someone."

"You don't have to fantasize now."

I drink him in, not missing the wet spot on his red G-string. "I can see that."

I undo the belt of my towel robe and let it pool around my ankles. His eyes roam me with intense focus, mapping every inch of my naked body. My semi-hard dick curves up a little as it becomes fully erect, pulling Chai's attention to it.

"You are gorgeous," he says, a note of awe mixing in with the breathy arousal controlling his voice. "It's a little unfair."

I crawl on top of the bed, grabbing the cock ring. "Oh, yeah? You think so?" I tease, giving myself a quick rub, before I put the ring on. "Whose fault do you think it is?"

"I like it when you are aroused by me."

I grab his ankles and drag him lower until his bulge is close to my face. I rub along the pouch's edges, making him tremble. "I'm going to suck your cock, Chai," I say, pulling the material to one side to expose his erection. It springs free, precum leaking from the flushed head. The sight of it hard for me is so erotic, I can't keep my mouth shut. "And then I'll start your training so you can take mine later tonight. How's that sound?"

"Yesss," he moans as I rub his hole.

I smile and give the base of his shaft a tentative lick. I've never sucked a dick, but as I start to make my way up his rigid length, my heart rate speeds up. I can taste him. It's stronger and muskier and that does something to my brain, activating some primal need to own him. The way he arches under me and begs for more as I lave the area just under his cockhead tells me I partially do already. He's been mine since that night we first kissed and messed around.

"Leo, more," he whines when I tongue my way down again.

"Did you masturbate while we couldn't see each other?" I ask, breathing him in.

His scent is intoxicating, lighting up nerve endings left and right. Making me even more ravenous. But I reel it in, wanting to savor this moment and make it good for him.

"Once. After we made out that time. I was losing my mind and couldn't think about anything else." He tenses his legs, lifting his ass off the bed.

That dinner was a week ago if I'm not wrong. My abs squeeze, a thrill of desire making my dick even harder. He wants this and he wants to explore it with me. He wants to find out what we both like. He's mine . And he must be desperate. I know I am for him, and I jerked off yesterday.

Licking a stripe up his shaft, I take the tip in my mouth, sucking on it while my tongue laps at the slit. Chai moans like a porn star, the sound so erotic I can't help but shudder. It touches my skin, feeling like tiny prickles that send little zaps of electricity straight to my balls.

His precum is a little salty, but it still tastes like him. I gather it with my tongue as I bob my head, trying to see how deep I can take him before I gag. It's not much. I'm also a bit clumsy, but I still rip a beautiful groan out of him.

"Leo." He rakes his hand through my hair, pulling firmly so our eyes meet. "I want to do it for you, too."

I'm not done with him though. I kind of like having his cock in my mouth. But I can also think of one way that both of us can get what we want .

I mumble an okay around his dick, taking it out of my mouth with a pop. Pulling him further down the bed, I position myself with my knees on either side of his head. Craning my neck, I hold his heated gaze and rub one finger along his slit.

"Suck me, Chai. Show me how much you want it."

He nods and takes me in his mouth, not bothering to tease like I did. He's starved, sucking and licking like he's wanted my dick all his life. His desperation builds up adrenaline and desire inside me. My focus narrows down to the sensation of wet heat around me, the pressure and suction so very good, and to his rigid length begging me to continue worshiping it.

I do that in some kind of frenzy, pressing my finger against his hole. I don't have a good angle like this though, so I roll us around until I'm under him and his ass is in the air. It looks as delicious as his dick and before I register what I'm doing I'm already licking around his hole, trying to slide my tongue inside him.

Chai convulses above me, moaning around my shaft. I add a finger, using the wetness from my saliva to press the tip inside. He cries out in pleasure again, the rhythm of his mouth skewing. Fuck, I never knew sex with another man could be so hot.

I repeat the same a few more times, using my tongue and finger to tear increasingly obscene noises out of him. He returns the favor, pressing a slicked finger against my own hole. When did he get the lube— Oh fuuuuuuck . He slides it in to the knuckle, then twists and hits something inside me, my prostate probably, that makes my head spin. Fuck, I want to come so bad. But the cock ring is making that impossible right now.

"Do you like this, Leo?" he growls, letting me slip out of his mouth. His voice is deep and rumbly.

"Yesss." I hang my head back, arching off the bed. "Whatever you did, do it again."

He hums, mouthing around the base of my shaft. His finger goes in again, though despite the easy slide, there is a slight burn to it. Pressure, like something forcing its way into me so it can claim a part no one else has ever touched.

I shake, moaning as he tags my prostate again. Fuck, fuck, fuck. This kind of feels amazing. If I can feel it while doing him, I want that plug. Also, I think I want him to do me.

My nipples go hard at the thought, my dick giving a futile jerk. I wanted to make a mess of him, but I think he's the one making a mess of me right now. If it didn't feel so good I'd have tried to stop it, but I don't have it in me. I've no idea what I might like or not, this is my first time with another man, but I am positive I'd very much enjoy having something bigger and hotter than his finger railing my ass.

Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and focus on the tingling and hot sensations his finger is causing. "Chai…" I rasp, swallowing hard as I feel my face flush.

He slows down, taking his finger slowly out and then pushing it slowly back in. I've sort of stopped doing anything to him, my hands digging into the sheets. He doesn't seem to mind.

"Yes?"

"I think I want you to fuck me."

"What happened to training me so I can take your thick cock?" he hums, satisfaction dripping from his voice.

"We can do that after. I just, I kind of…" I take a deep breath, chuckling. "I really want to feel you inside me. I think you broke me when your finger hit…" I snort, can't help it. "My magic spot."

My brain chooses that moment to remind me of the gay porn I've been binging when I'm not too tired to pass out the moment my head hits the pillow. I picture the one where a guy was riding another dude, who was tied to the bed. Guy One had his ass facing the other man, who looked very turned on by watching his dick disappear inside Guy One. Shit . I bet Chai will like it too… The issue is, I'm not sure we are advanced enough in the mechanics of hot gay sex to go for that position right now. Besides, he might be on the leaner side compared to me, but he's not small.

A surge of pain-pleasure shoots through me as my hole is further stretched. I groan, tensing, but the pressure doesn't let off, pushing deeper inside me.

"Relax, Leo," Chai coos, giving my straining dick a stroke. "I've inserted a second finger. If you want me, I need to stretch you a bit or it might not feel so good." He pauses the ministrations of his fingers and kisses my stomach. "I want it to feel good for you."

I focus on slow exhales and deep inhales, trying to ignore the way my dick is begging to come with the added stimulation to my ass. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why is Chai being so clinical about it turning me on this much?

Chai takes his time opening me up, praising and encouraging me. Once he's had a third finger in for a while, I start to meet his thrusts, shaking my ass so I can feel more and get him to hit that spot again. I absentmindedly wonder why he didn't use one of the plugs or any other toy, and the question is out of my mouth before I've thought it through.

"I like feeling your reactions. The way you tense up and relax around me. What you want to do to me, I think it's hot, but… I also love how I made you want me just with my fingers." He slips them out and I feel the loss of them immediately, expressing my protest with a whiny noise. He chuckles. "I'll give you something better now. I think you are ready."

A thrill of anticipation hijacks all my senses, raising my hackles. Chai moves off me, his lower body disappearing from my view. I sit up and watch him give himself a few strokes, his flushed cock hard and ready. He's all smooth and defined and mine , the sight making my heart swell as I lick my lips.

"I want to do it from behind," I blurt out, another scene from a porno invading my head.

He nods, angling his chin to the left. "That's probably best for now. But I still want to watch you, so you'll face that way."

I follow his gaze and just now notice the massive mirror. I'm dumbfounded, blinking at it as my brain tries not to lose its shit . I don't know where I found this deviant, but I'm loving how shamelessly kinky he is.

"Fuck, okay."

I begin to undo the cock ring, but he halts me. "Keep it for now. I'll remove it."

Orgasm denial? Is that where he's going? Fuck, that's kinda hot too. Or is it that I just find whatever he wants to do hot because it's him doing it? Shit, I should probably talk to someone… Like Naomi. She'll have a field day hearing about it.

I position myself facing the mirror on all fours as Chai lathers his dick with lube. The bed dips as he climbs it, my stomach pinching and fluttering like the butterflies inside it have smoked weed and are having a rave. My hole clenches the closer he gets, my entire body tuned to it as he rubs the tip of his slicked dick along it .

It feels so good. The anticipation as he just keeps pressing without really breaching me makes it ten times more intense, causing me to relax against him and spread my legs a little further. I want to feel more of him, even just the head. I vaguely remember the sensation of being stretched, that fullness that came with his fingers, and I just know that it will be even better when it's his cock. I just… need to get it inside me.

One of Chai's hands comes around my waist, and he shuffles closer, bending down to kiss the low of my back. He lifts his head and meets my gaze in the mirror, smiling with fondness that squeezes my heart. I smile back at him, then study my lewd expression, the way my dick is hanging between my legs, the slight arch of my back.

He pushes against my hole. I bite my lip and concentrate on breathing, shifting my attention from his focused expression to mine. The head of his cock slips past my rim, giving me the first taste of that addictive stretch.

"So good, Chai," I mumble, encouraging him as I poke my tongue out and run it over my lips while maintaining eye contact. "Need more."

He keeps it slow and gradual, giving me time to get used to his girth. I feel him with my entire body, the tip of my dick leaking like crazy. He starts moving his hips, rocking against me in gentle thrusts that make my eyes roll back. He hits my prostate now and then, sending sparks across my skin. I try to keep my moans down, but I can't; not when it feels so good.

The stretch, the slight burn, the way he's controlling the pace. His hands clamp my waist tight, keeping me where he wants me as he starts building up speed.

I wanna come .

"Chai," I whimper, experimentally meeting his thrust.

It makes it easier for him to slide deeper, and that in turn makes it easier to reach my sensitive spot. I watch myself in the mirror and that only intensifies the pleasure. A pulsating sensation spreads through me, concentrating at the base of my spine and my balls.

"This is so hot," I mumble, my blue eyes watching me shake as he finally starts properly pounding me from behind. It never crossed my mind that I might want so badly for a man to fuck me. Yet here we are.

Chai is still careful and deliberate despite his speed, but it's doing it for me, each glide driving me closer and closer to that feeling of exploding. My dick is trapped though, so I can't really reach it, settling for moaning and whimpering and begging for more. In the mirror, I watch him reach between us. His fingers rub along the spot where his dick is connected to me, the look on his face one of reverence.

"You are so sexy, Leo."

His words caress me, making me overly aware of how much I want to come. I want his hands on my cock as he rams into me and falls apart, panting and shaking and not knowing where he is.

Grazing along my bottom lip with my teeth, I push my hips back, taking more of what he's giving me. "I want to come."

"Ask me nicely and tell me what you are going to do to me if I let you," he demands, huffing and quickening the pace yet again.

It's very hard to think when all I care about is coming. But I do my best, letting my shoulders sag and burying my nose in the sheets. The slapping of our skin and the wet noises engulf me, helping me find the words I am looking for.

"Please Chai, make me come." I whimper, letting my imagination guide me. "If you do, I'll use the plug with the beads. It will do a good job of stretching you. I want you to wear it while we go watch a movie. Then maybe we'll visit a club. Then in bed. If we are asleep by two, I should be able to wake up at seven. I'll suck you, then show you how good it feels having a dick in your ass first thing in the morning."

Chai groans, reaching under me and undoing the cock ring. His hands are frantic as he starts jerking me off, doing all the things that he knows I like. They feel a hundred times better while he's fucking me, his thrusts chaotic and no longer as careful. It takes a couple of hits to my prostate before I explode, spilling all over the sheets as he howls and pulls out, coming all over my back.

Panting, I can do little more than watch him in the mirror as he unravels, and I mean to tell him something as I collapse when he lets go of my waist, but I kind of forget, drifting off as a pleasant hum mutes all the higher functions of my brain.