Jodah's Revenge
This story is rated R for explicit sexual situations (yaoi, rape, torture)
Chapter 6
Sakio's knee was nervously swinging as the chauffer drove him to the apartment. Would he even be there? When Sakio had called him this morning from the airport almost begging him to go to the apartment, the answer had been noncommittal. Sakio groaned, desperately needing to see him. He hated that he had no control over the situation, and that he was at the capricious whim of the younger man. That was the problem with falling in love!
The car stopped at the entrance of the building and Sakio got out, dismissing the driver. Towering above him was the most expensive apartment building in Tokyo and he owned the entire building. And his lover refused to live here, preferring to live in a tiny bedroom over the little flower shop that he co-owned with three other young men. That fact alone drove Sakio crazy. His lover was the second oldest at 21, but the other men were young and good-looking and ranging from age 23 to 17. He knew he was jealous and also knew that his lover hated his jealousy, so he tried hard not to show it.
Sakio opened the door to the penthouse apartment with a trembling hand, hoping that his lover was waiting. But as usual the apartment was empty. Damn! Sakio poured himself a scotch, added a couple of cubes of ice, and went out to the balcony. Around him the skyline of Tokyo spread out. Most would kill for this view and his lover refused to use it. That was the reason that Sakio had bid on the Wolf Demon. Having someone helpless, who had to obey his orders, was a nice change from his recalcitrant lover. Sakio knew that the Wolf was sexually inexperienced and that what he did to the Wolf was resonating deep inside of the creature. The creature would never be the same.
Sakio heard the door open and went quickly to the living room, ignoring the inner voice that told him not to appear so anxious.
A young man had entered the apartment, and was in the process of removing his shoes, when Sakio rushed to him, took his face in his hands and kissed him full on the mouth. "Aya!" he whispered.
Sakio couldn't wait - he wanted Aya's wonderful body now! He pulled off his lover's old jacket and a t-shirt with a frayed neck. Sakio had bought him a closet full of expensive clothes, but Aya refused to wear any of them. Sakio guided his lover into the bedroom, while his lips hungrily devoured Aya's delicious mouth.
The bed was pristine -- as always! -- proof that Aya never used the apartment unless Sakio begged him to visit. Sakio tore the bedspread off and left it in a crumpled mess on the floor. Sakio abandoned the perfect mouth to trail kisses along his collarbone. Aya stood there, eyes closed, letting Sakio caress his body, but contributing nothing.
Sakio's mouth found Aya's tiny nipples, only nubs of flesh, and teased them until they stood hard. As he licked them, his hands found the button and zipper to Aya's worn jeans and unfastened both, sliding the jeans down over slim hips. Now only white cotton briefs remained and Sakio felt a little shiver of desire run down his back.
He knelt in front of his lover and mouthed his genitals through the cotton. Sakio sucked each perfect ball until the briefs were soaked with his saliva and then he put his hands on Aya's hips, tucking them into the waistband and slowly pulled the briefs down, revealing him. Sakio moaned as his lover's body was exposed and kissed the soft penis, and then reached for the hanging balls below, taking as much of them as he could into his mouth. He was rewarded by Aya's shaft beginning to lengthen and lift. He kissed the delicious tip, dipping his tongue quickly into the tiny hole at the end. Then he stood up and quickly removed his own clothes. Aya got on the bed while Sakio undressed, and laid there, his head propped with pillows, waiting. As always, Aya let Sakio take the lead and never once had started their lovemaking. If only Aya would initiate something just once!
When Sakio saw his lover waiting, he just threw his clothes on the floor, hungry for Aya's delicious body. He ran his fingers through the dark red hair while staring into the violet eyes, then kissed the translucent lids. His mouth crushed Aya's lips that always looked like they needed to be kissed, and his tongue reached inside, exploring his lover's mouth hungrily. He moved his body so that he was completely on top of his lover, penis against penis, and balls pressed against balls. He began to slowly move his groin, rubbing himself against his lover's. Aya gave a small groan and Sakio reached down to pull Aya's knees up and then spread them wide, all the while continuing to rub his genitals against his lover's. Aya began to respond, giving little moans as his body started to writhe under Sakio's. His penis hardened as it rubbed against Sakio's own already-hard length.
Sako moved off and switched positions, so that the two men were in opposite directions. Aya's groin was under his mouth now while his groin was above Aya's head. Sakio pulled Aya's butt forward and began to lick the tiny pink opening that was revealed. He felt Aya's fingers bring his penis down and then a wet tongue licked at the head of his penis, then his lover took Sakio's swollen length into his hot mouth. Aya's puckered opening began to gape slightly and Sakio rolled his tongue and stabbed it inside, as deep as he could, and swirled it around. Aya moaned deeply, the vibrations of the moan carrying up Sakio's shaft.
Sakio replaced his tongue with his index finger, sliding it in to the knuckle, and then pulled it back out, repeating the process. In and out, in and out. Aya bucked upward, trying to keep the finger from leaving. Sakio added a second finger and Aya groaned, forgetting all about Sakio's erection hovering over his face. His eyes were tightly closed, his entire world centered on Sakio's long, slender fingers.
Sakio reached for Aya's soft round balls and began to suck them hard, one at a time. Aya tossed his head violently to and fro, lost between the two sensations. "Please…" he moaned. "I need you!" But this was the only time Sakio had any control over his lover and he was going to milk it as far as he could. He kept sucking hard on Aya's balls while his fingers plunged in and out of his opening. Rivers of clear liquid began to run from the swollen penis and Sakio moved to lick it up. His own penis was dripping onto Aya's chest, but it had been forgotten in the throes of passion. He reached down and pushed his penis downward, nudging Aya's mouth. Aya obediently opened and Sakio pushed his aching shaft inside. At the same time, he pulled Aya's swollen length into his mouth, his tongue running along the smooth surface as it entered. Aya thrust his hips upward, pushing himself completely inside Sakio's mouth, pumping hard, on the very edge of his climax.
Sakio sucked hard in response and then felt Aya tip over, sending creamy liquid down his throat. He swallowed the young man's slick fluid and then pulled the penis from the back of his throat until only the head remained in his mouth. He sucked hard and was rewarded with another liquid thrust. His own penis had been forgotten again, but Sakio was used to that. He would find his fulfillment inside his lover's body. He again changed position, this time sitting behind his lover.
Aya was limp and pliant and Sakio pulled his lover into his lap and nudged his opening with his penis. It always amazed him that the tiny pink hole could accommodate his penis which was so much larger and Sakio loved to watch his length disappear inside of his lover's slender body. He held Aya suspended so he could watch his length disappear slowly, an inch at a time, until it was deep inside Aya's throbbing passage.
Only then did Sakio begin to thrust deeply, hitting that special spot, the spot his Wolf had enjoyed so much. Aya cried out every time Sakio's penis went over his prostate. In spite of his recent ejaculation, Aya's penis began to stiffen. Sakio reached around to stroke the new arousal.
After long, wonderful minutes of stroking and moving inside, Sakio pumped the shaft hard and jammed himself deep inside. Aya could feel Sakio's warm spurts inside of himself and cried out, then gave up more his own, and then tipped into blackness as he passed out cold. Sakio withdrew his now empty penis, his kneeling legs weak and let himself fall back on the bed exhausted.
He watched the unconscious young man next to him. Aya was so beautiful! Dark red hair stood in stark relief from the ivory skin and long lashes threw shadows over high cheekbones. Sakio took one finger and lightly traced over tiny rosy nipples that stood hard on a hairless chest, then dipped down into a shallow navel, and finally made its way to the dark red hair curling around an ivory penis. He stroked the rosy velvet tip, and finally Aya began to respond, coming to. He sleepily murmured and Sakio lay back down, holding his lover in his arms, stroking the perfect face as Aya fell asleep.
"I love you so much," he murmured to the sleeping man. "If only you could love me back just a little ."