Chen snarled and reached over, snatching Yìchén by his hair and yanking him closer. "I didn't fucking tell you to stop," he growled through gritted teeth.
Oh sweet Jesus! Yìchén gasped. His breath caught in his throat as he pressed his hands to Chen's muscular chest. "Fuck me!" he demanded. He loved the way Chen looked down at him, how seductive his eyes were, and the shape of his mouth and cheekbones that gave him quite the allure. This man was God's masterpiece...sheer perfection.
Chen snarled and grabbed the collar of Yìchén's bathrobe and yanked it off the man, letting the terrycloth robe fall to the floor. He then pushed Yìchén onto the bed and climbed on top of him. He grabbed Yìchén's chin and leaned in close.
"I know what you're doing," he said.
"Oh? And what am I doing?" Yìchén asked with a teasing tone.
"This is the last time," Chen said, then he released Yìchén's chin and raised up enough to push the man's legs wide open. Yìchén gasped as the gush of wind tickled his hole.
"Yeah... give it to me, sir." Yìchén licked his lips, then snarled as Chen spit into his palm. "I'm already lubed up for you, sir." He was prepared to be fucked raw.
Again, Chen moaned low as he stroked his cock with his spit-slicked hand, getting it even more wet. He couldn't wait any longer; he had to have his little imp. He remembered how fantastic Yìchén felt the first time they had sex. The soft, velvety lining of his ass caressing his cock as he pumped his hips. He wanted that again, so he aimed his cock at that pretty shaved, wrinkled pucker and pushed deep into Yìchén.
"Oh shit!" Yìchén cried out as he gripped Chen's shoulders. At the same time, he wrapped his legs around Chen's waist, locking his ankles.
"Take it!" Chen demanded as he worked his hips with quick, rough pumps.
Yìchén's cheeks were flushed as the pleasure rocked his body like never before. He'd slept with plenty of men, but none ever made him feel as good as Chen did. Not one made him feel like he was a meal being devoured by sheer will. Chen's sexual energy just called out to him, and he was helpless to resist its pull. He wanted to be a slave to Chen's desires, to his every whim. The way Chen's rigid flesh batted his prostate, bringing him closer to the point of no return... he knew he would be left in an insatiable state. This could never end.
"I—I knew you couldn't... keep resisting me," Yìchén said through his grunts of pleasure.
"Don't think you're in control here," Chen said. Then he leaned down, capturing Yìchén's mouth with his, kissing the man with all of the unbridled passion he felt. He knew Yìchén loved what he did to him, and this wasn't even enough. He wanted to tieYìchén up, bind his arms behind him, and leave his legs spread wide. He wanted to leave Yìchén like that all day, thinking about his master's cock. But he knew he couldn't have Yìchén the way he wanted. This had to be their last time. He loved the way Yìchén's nails raked across his skin; the pain only fed into his pleasure as he thrust harder and faster.
"Cum for me," he commanded. Yìchén looked so beautiful to him, all lost in ecstasy.
Yìchén nodded. "I'm... I'm cumming," he said.
"Cum harder!" Chen ordered.
"Oh God!" Yìchén belted out, his body obeying the command of its master. He could feel the pleasure mounting and every muscle tensing as his balls unleashed. "Fuck... Fuuuck!" was all he could say as he quaked uncontrollably beneath Chen while the man continued to use his body to milk his own balls dry.
Chen's gaze was intense as he watched Yìchén enjoy the pleasure his cock gave him. Seeing the man get off sent him over the edge. "Ahhh... ahhhh... fuck... gonna breed you," he said.
"Breed me... give me your little babies," Yìchén begged, and that was it for Chen.
Chen tensed, his hips stuttering in their movement as he came so hard he saw stars. The power of his orgasm was so intense that he pulled a muscle, which was rare. The pain in his leg didn't matter; in fact, it fed into his pleasure as his balls spilled their spunk deep inside his Imp. He roared in ecstasy as the sensation gripped him by the core of his soul. Jesus, this was the best sex he'd ever had. This was forbidden, unbridled, and everything he knew he couldn't live without. He heaved as he shook from the waves of bliss flowing through his body, and as soon as the last drop of cum left his balls, he knew he'd fucked up.
This wouldn't be their last time.
Shit.
Yìchén lay next to Chen as the man was silent, his eyes closed. "Chen... are you mad at me?" he asked because the man came inside him, then rolled over. For the past five minutes, he'd been the only one talking, trying to spark up a conversation.
Chen sighed and sat up finally. "No. I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself." He rose from the bed, tucked his cock inside his pants, and zipped up.
Yìchén frowned. "Why? It's not like I'm some stupid teenager who's just learning about the world."
Chen snorted at that and tossed the man a look over his shoulder. "You still have baby breath, boy. You're only twenty. What the fuck do you know about the world?"
"I know that I love your cock inside me."
Chen lowered his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Get dressed. Now."
"No. I'm not going to let you pull the same shit you pulled last time. Fucking me on the hood of your car, and then trying to pretend like it never happened," Yìchén yelled.
Chen turned to face him now. "We can't be together."
