Sticky Situations

Relish in your unspoken reveries.

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Private Business with a Private Chef

A young, smart and rich entrepreneur hires a handsome private chef for a relaxing day of pampering his taste buds. --- As his phone vibrated to the somber piano notes of Ludovico Einaudi’s Campfire, Elijah stirred in his sleep, yearning to catch more rest. The temptation to snooze his alarm was strong. He finally got a day off from work to pamper himself properly, and waking up at 5 in the morning wasn’t exactly what he wanted. Elijah stretched lazily in bed, loosening up the tight muscles in his fit body, then crawled out of bed and trudged into the washroom groggily. He removed his sweatpants with his morning wood still going strong and stepped into the shower for a quick rinse. As the warm water trailed down his body, he felt goosebumps from his head to his toes, his nipples hardened and his hard cock started throbbing. Oh, how good it feels to have a warm shower on a cold morning, he thought.

He stood under the warm running water, feeling every drop brush against his body for a fleeting moment before it slips away. He reached down and held his cock, rubbing gently. With closed eyes, he drifted off for a moment, enjoying the present. Just then, his second alarm rang — this time, to the mysterious yet refreshing tune of Ghosts by Thomas Newman. Sighing and opening his eyes, he turned the showerhead off. I cannot catch a break, he thought in despair. He brushed his teeth quickly and got dressed in a pair of swimming trunks before donning a bathrobe. He strapped on his Apple Watch, wrapped his AfterShokz Xtrainerz earphones around his neck, draped a dry towel on his arm, slipped into his slippers, and headed to the pool. Once Elijah got to the pool, he removed his robe and dropped it onto a poolside chair together with his towel. He took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, turned on some music, and did a few quick stretches before jumping into the pool for his laps. He swam along to his favourite artists — Chopin, Mozart, Debussy. Each composition, paired with the feeling of freedom, allowed him to glide through the waters with ease, forgetting about time. When he emerged from the pool an hour later, the sun had risen a little. He picked up his towel and dried his hair off while staring into the beautiful horizon, fading from a deep orange to pale yellow to shades of blue. The dusk time sunlight shone on him, starkly highlighting the contours of his body glittering with pool water. He dried the rest of himself, then headed straight for the gym beside the pool. After an hour of full-body workout accompanied by Liszt’s romantic yet melancholic melodies till his body was covered in sweat, he headed back home and popped into the shower, letting warm water embrace him once again. As he scrubbed himself down, he felt those familiar tingles again. His skin was tender and sensitive. Subconsciously, he reached out for his cock, rubbing gently again. His breath hastened and his heart pounded as he stroked. Just then, the doorbell rang. “God fucking damn it,” he mumbled under his breath in frustration, frowning. Elijah rinsed quickly, dried himself off haphazardly, and wrapped the towel around his waist as he made his way to the door to open it. “What do you-” Elijah stopped short. Stood before him was a handsome young man, almost as tall and fit as Elijah is. His jet black hair was short at the front, waxed upwards loosely, and the sides were kept neatly short. His pupils were dark brown with a magical power to draw people in. He was dressed in a loose shirt and fitting jeans, carried a messenger bag, and had a small luggage beside him. Elijah felt winded just looking at him. “Hi, I’m looking for Mr. Elijah,” the young man said, flashing a charming smile, showing his straight teeth. “That’s me,” Elijah replied, caught completely off guard. “Nice to meet you. I’m Liam, your private chef for today,” he said as he stretched his hand out. “Yeah, nice to meet you too,” Elijah shook Liam’s hand, trying to remain calm. Upon looking down at their hands, Liam’s smile suddenly dropped as he realised Elijah only had a towel wrapped around his waist. Not to mention the slight bulge that Elijah didn’t manage to get down when he hurried to the door. Liam retracted his hand hurriedly. “Oh, sorry for coming early. Seems like I’ve caught you at a bad time?” Liam looked away while scratching the back of his head, blushing. Elijah looked down at himself and blushed too but he tried to play it off cool. What else could he have done? “No, it’s alright. I was just showering after working out,” Elijah explained briefly, then hastily changed the topic. “Come on in and have a seat first.” Liam sat by the edge of the sofa, waiting patiently as Elijah went into his room to put on a bathrobe. When Elijah emerged once again, he gave Liam a tour of the kitchen, showing him where everything was kept — from knives to spices to kitchenware and crockery. Liam caught on fast. “I’ll start making breakfast immediately. Do have a rest, Mr. Elijah,” he informed politely. “Please, Elijah is fine. And do go ahead,” Elijah replied. Liam removed his shirt, revealing a thin, body-fitting crew neck tee. He folded the shirt and kept it in his bag before opening up his luggage to get the ingredients. Meanwhile, Elijah connected his phone to a Bluetooth speaker and played Ólafur Arnalds’ Living Room Songs album. Then, he got his Kindle and sat sideways on the sofa with his legs up on the seat. The slow, long rhythm of strings played over quick, short beats of the piano, filling the atmosphere with warmth and accompanying the fragrant smells wafting from the kitchen. Elijah tried to read while catching glimpses of Liam cooking, but kept getting distracted so he decided to pretend to read instead. He soon got restless and walked over to sit by the kitchen counter. “You know this song?” Elijah asked as he heard Liam humming to the melody. “Nope, never heard of it. But I’ve always had an acute sense of rhythm and sort of guessed the next note,” Liam replied without looking up. “I see,” Elijah commented while looking at Liam’s back. He observed Liam, eyes streaming from Liam’s neck to his square shoulders, along his lean back, down to his narrow waist. Liam’s perky butt caught Elijah’s attention, and his eyes lingered for a moment until Liam turned around to make conversation. Elijah tried to keep up without getting too distracted by how charming Liam looks when he’s cooking. How anyone could ever look so attractive just from the back, he couldn’t explain. No matter how hard he tried, Elijah’s mind kept drifting in and out of his fantasy of walking up to Liam while he’s cooking, running his hands down Liam’s chest and torso, then grabbing his waist and grinding against his cute, perky butt. Elijah would slide one hand back up to Liam’s chest, flicking his hard nipple over his tight tee; while the other hand unzips his pants to rub his hard cock over his underwear. “Hey, are you okay?” Liam said as he waved his hand in front of Eijah’s face, concerned. “You seem really distracted.” Elijah snapped back to reality. “Huh? Oh, I’m fine!” Elijah laughed it off nervously. “Great, because breakfast is served!” Liam beamed, laying out 3 plates in front of Elijah while he introduced each dish. “First up is quinoa salad with vine ripened tomatoes, jamon serrano, topped with honey melon dressing and fresh herbs. Next, we have beef tenderloin steak tartare with a quail egg, to replenish proteins after your workout. We’ll finish off with asparagus glazed with hollandaise sauce. Enjoy your meal.” Elijah eyed the dishes, then ate them one by one, relishing the flavours of Western fine dining. Accompanied by the soothing melody drifting through the house, he was enthralled by the sensorial stimulation. Liam leaned forward, with his elbows on the counter and his chin on his hands, looking earnestly as Elijah took his time to finish the meal. “Thank you. The meal was very delicious,” Elijah commented when he was done. “You’re very welcome, as long as it’s satisfactory,” Liam replied, pleased with his job well done. … As Elijah booked the whole of Liam’s day for his meals, he offered his study room as a place to relax in private. Liam thanked Elijah and accepted it courteously. He stepped into the room and stared at Elijah’s book collection in awe. From classics to autobiographies to famous literary works, Elijah has a bit of everything. “You can borrow them if you like,” Elijah said when he noticed Liam’s eyes widen in astonishment. “I’d like that. Thank you,” Liam replied while his gaze flowed from one book title to the next. With that, Elijah exited the room, closing the door behind him. Liam trailed his fingertips along the books, taking in their musky scent— his absolute favourite scent since he was a child. He scoured through the titles for something that catches his eyes. “Gamble Everything? Seems interesting…” Liam murmured to himself, deep in thought. He picked it up and his face immediately flushed. His ears turned hot as he read: male/male, dubious consent, oral sex, anal sex, sounding, plugging, fisting, BDSM, and ass play. What the hell, he thought. He picked out the book next to that, and the one beside that. All of them were about male on male adventures. He chose one at random and sat down to read it, skipping straight to the sexual parts. His heart pounded as he processed the story in his mind, a bulge forming at his crotch. He unzipped his jeans to stroke himself over his Emporio Armani underwear. Upon hearing something coming from the living room, he quickly zipped up and headed out to inspect. ... Elijah sat down on the sofa again and tried to get back to his reading. With Chopin’s Nocturnes playing in the background, filling the room with a free flowing rhythm, it wasn’t long before his eyes closed and he found himself thinking of Liam’s toned silhouette once again. This time, he thought of Liam kneeling between his legs, gazing into his eyes seductively while sliding his bathrobe aside to reveal his hard cock. Then, Liam would lick his cock, slowly but surely slobbering all over. Elijah would grunt to keep from moaning, but when Liam wraps his soft lips around the head of his cock, he would let out a long moan. Unknowingly, Elijah did let out a long moan while fantasising and stroking his hard, throbbing cock. He rubbed the tip, spreading pre-cum that was leaking out uncontrollably. A yelp came from behind him, and his face turned pale. He hurriedly covered himself up while turning around to see Liam staring wide-eyed, frozen on the spot. Elijah opened his mouth to speak, but caught himself when he saw the slight bulge in Liam’s crotch. Liam followed Elijah’s stare and felt his back radiating heat. “I- Uh, I came out ‘cause I thought I heard something. Sorry for disturbing,” Liam explained, looking away. “I’ll head back now.” “No, wait!” Elijah rushed up to Liam as he started to walk away. Elijah grabbed Liam’s wrist with one hand and pulled him into the master bedroom. He untied his bathrobe and slipped the belt off with his free hand. When they got into the room, Elijah pushed Liam onto the bed, straddled him, and tied his wrists together with the bathrobe belt. Liam struggled in shock at first, but he knew Elijah could feel his cock pulsing underneath his pants, so he obeyed quietly. With trembling hands, Elijah unzipped Liam’s pants to unveil a huge wet patch on an Emporio Armani underwear. Elijah’s cock throbbed. He yanked the underwear by its waistband and stripped Liam, exposing a thick erect cock that was previously hidden by clothes. Elijah leaned forward, showering Liam with kisses on his cheek, jaw, ear, and neck while gently rubbing his hard nipple between his fingers over his tee. Liam’s heart raced as he quivered in Elijah’s embrace. He looked at Elijah, now sat up and grinning. Elijah reached over to his bedside cabinet and fished out a bottle of lube. He wrapped his arms around Liam’s waist and lifted him before promptly stuffing a pillow underneath. Then, he squeezed a dollop of lube to spread it generously around Liam’s butthole, taking care to caress it in small circular motions. Elijah slid a finger in slowly, then two fingers, then three, stretching and teasing him. Liam let out a soft whimper while his cock jerked. Elijah didn’t stop there. He couldn’t. He has too much sexual frustration pent up since he woke up. If it wasn’t for Liam, he could’ve satisfied himself on the sofa. He squeezed more lube, spread it all over his hard cock, and thrust all 7 inches into Liam’s butthole in one swift motion without hesitation. Liam let out a loud moan. Elijah leaned Liam’s calves on his shoulders, gripped Liam’s hips tightly, and pounded hard. Liam yipped and yowled in pleasure. His veiny cock throbbed, leaking pre-cum all over his torso. He wanted to stroke himself so badly, but he couldn’t move with his hands tied above his head. “I’m sorry, Liam. It seems like you’re enjoying it though,” Elijah said between breaths when he noticed Liam’s hard cock spreading juices on himself. Liam could only moan in reply while his body reddened. Elijah slipped his hard cock out, helped Liam up to the balcony door, stripped him, pressed him up against the sturdy glass pane, and stroked Liam’s butthole with the tip of his cock. “Do you want this?” Elijah taunted. “Y-Yes…” Liam stuttered. Elijah slid his cock into Liam slowly, sending tingles down his spine and making him shudder. Then, Elijah wrapped his muscled arms around Liam’s waist and started pounding again, stroking his pulsating cock with Liam’s butthole. Feeling the tightness and warmth paired with Liam’s seductive moans, Elijah could no longer hold it in. As Chopin’s composition reached a crescendo in the background, Elijah’s long cock twitched wildly as he went deeper and finally released the load he’s been holding back. Liam’s knees buckled as hot cum filled him up. Elijah waited till his cock softened before slipping out of Liam, leaving cum dripping out of Liam’s now-expanded butthole. They staggered to the bed and laid on their backs for a while, breathing heavily as they processed what just happened. Elijah was the first to stand up. He walked over to his cupboard, took a fresh towel, then pulled Liam up and dragged him to the shower. “Here you go… Thought you might want to clean up,” Elijah said shyly, feeling slightly remorseful for what he did. “Thank you,” Liam responded coldly as he hung the towel on the rack. As Elijah turned to head out, Liam grabbed Elijah by the shoulders, spun him around, and kissed him on the lips aggressively. Elijah struggled to get words out as he tried to push Liam away, but was held firmly in place. Liam hugged Elijah tightly by the waist, letting Elijah feel his still-hard cock throbbing while they’re pressed up against each other. He stepped backwards slowly, pulling Elijah along with him into a corner of the shower area. Liam backed Elijah up against the wall and put an arm on the wall, blocking Elijah’s path. Elijah stared at his handsome face, lost for words. “Aren’t you going to clean up the mess you made?” Liam smirked. Not knowing what else he could do, and in an attempt to feel less guilty, Elijah obeyed. Liam got the water running while Elijah pumped some soap and spread it all over Liam’s body, scrubbing him down thoroughly yet lovingly. Liam did the same back to Elijah, but lingered his fingers between Elijah’s butt cheeks when he was turned around. Elijah jumped a little. As the water splattered onto their body, washing the soap away, Liam bent Elijah over and knelt down. He spread Elijah’s butt cheeks and flicked the tip of his tongue against Elijah’s butthole in quick, short strokes. Elijah’s butt tensed and his legs quivered, but Liam grasped tighter, not letting Elijah falter. Once he got Elijah’s butthole wet enough, he stuck his tongue in and swirled it in circles. Elijah squealed a little and tensed up even more. “Shhh, it’s alright. Just relax. I’ll be gentle,” Liam whispered reassuringly. Immediately after saying that, he spat on his cock, stroked it to get it even harder, and pushed it in. Elijah was really tight but Liam didn’t care. He got the head of his cock in, and slid further slowly, sometimes pulling out a bit before thrusting deeper. “St-stop! It hurts!” Elijah shouted. Without stopping his thrusting motion, Liam bent forward and whispered soothingly, telling Elijah to breathe and relax so it wouldn’t hurt as much. Elijah was still flustered. Liam sighed and started pulling out slowly. Elijah let out a long breath in relief. Just then, Liam took the chance and thrusted all 6 inches deep into Elijah, making him shriek. “There we go. It’s not so difficult, is it?” Liam sneered jokingly. Elijah was breathing hard, wheezing a little from the shock. Liam was going crazy from wanting to pound hard and rough until he came, but he had to be gentle. So he stayed in Elijah for a while, letting Elijah adjust to his huge cock while he fondled Elijah’s nipples with both hands. Elijah started to moan softly and his body quivered. Liam slid his cock in and out of Elijah’s butthole as tenderly as he could manage while still caressing Elijah’s body, whispering lovingly. Elijah was arching his back and pushing back everytime Liam was sliding out. Liam took this as a hint. He gripped Elijah’s waist and thrust repeatedly, mercilessly. No matter how loud Elijah moaned or how much he squirmed, Liam wasn’t stopping until he got what he wanted. Even though he tried to hold back, Elijah’s tight butthole felt so good that before he knew it, stars blurred his vision and strings of cum shot out of his tip. Liam slumped on Elijah until he could compose himself to pull out. Elijah shuddered, attempting to speak but could not find the words. Liam rinsed himself off, pulling Elijah under the running water. He then retrieved the clean towel from the rack to wipe both of them down. Elijah stayed quiet, still looking for words while thoughts raced through his mind so fast that he found it hard to keep track. “How did you know?” Elijah finally asked as Liam was heading out. “I stumbled upon your… collection,” Liam replied thoughtfully. “And you are also…” Elijah found it awkward to say it aloud. “What do you think?” Liam smiled — so radiantly that even the sun seems to pale in comparison. They headed back to the bedroom. Before Liam could get dressed, Elijah pulled him onto the bed, wrapping his arms tightly around Liam’s back while spooning him. Elijah promptly fell asleep. … When Elijah awoke, he was alone in bed. This discovery made him run out of his bedroom, frantically searching for Liam in the quiet apartment. Just as he entered the living room, he saw Liam’s back view in the kitchen, and let out the breath that he had been holding. “Oh, you’re finally awake!” Liam said as he turned around and noticed Elijah glued to the spot. “You’re still here,” Elijah exclaimed unbelievably. “Of course, I am. You booked a private chef for the whole day, did you not?” Liam laid the dishes on the counter as he spoke. “Scrambled eggs and shiitake mushrooms with parmesan cheese sliders, lemon-infused risotto topped with sea urchin, and yuzu custard tart with poached nashi pear. Enjoy.” “Won’t you join me? I insist,” Elijah urged. Liam’s smile made Elijah’s heart twinge. They took a seat beside each other and ate in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. The End — Enjoyed this story? Follow for more! Drop me a follow on Twitter too. 👀 Disclaimer: This is purely fiction. Resemblance to any persons or organisations are purely coincidental.

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Push A Little More

A skinny boy signs up for gym sessions with a hot personal trainer so that they can get sweaty together. --- “N-no, I can’t anymore,” Kaixuan said, struggling to even get the words out. “You can do it. I know you can,” Matt encouraged. “I can’t,” Kaixuan protested. “Just relax and breathe.” Kaixuan closed his eyes and took several deep breaths before bending over a little, his hands gripped around the easy bar. He grit his teeth, tightened his grip, tensed his muscles, and lifted with all the strength that he could muster. “That’s it! I knew you could give me one more,” Matt exclaimed with a huge smile on his face. He gave Kaixuan a pat on his back and continued, “Good job, that’s it for today.” Kaixuan, sat on the floor and breathing heavily, beamed back at Matt — his personal trainer. Seeing Matt’s outstretched arm, he held onto it and accepted the help to pull him up. He then trudged to the washroom slowly, his muscles screaming for rest. He slumped onto the bench in the washroom and leaned back on the wall. “You did well! I’m impressed, considering it’s your first session,” Matt said as he sat down beside Kaixuan. “Turn around, I’ll massage your back a bit. But you still have to stretch when you get home, okay? Or else you’ll be bedridden tomorrow.” “O-okay… Thank you,” Kaixuan replied, cheeks flushing. … Once he got home, showered, and laid on his bed with his eyes closed, all Kaixuan could think of was how Matt’s muscular arms were so gentle when massaging him. The hair on the back of his neck rose and a tingle travelled from his nape, along his spine, all the way down to his lower back. He subconsciously reached for his crotch, gripped his hard cock over his shorts, and started rubbing it gently. He moaned softly while his mind drifted off, fantasising about him and Matt.

He imagined Matt in his bedroom, watching him from a corner as he slips his hand underneath his shorts and stroking his cock. His heart was racing and he felt his back heating up. He bit a knuckle of his free hand to keep himself from moaning out loud while he stroked. His pre-cum leaked, creating a small wet patch on his shorts. “What a naughty little boy,” he heard Matt whispering in his head. He pulled his shorts off and laid on his back, legs spread open while he stroked. Matt, he imagined, would be rubbing the bulge at his crotch, devouring every inch of Kaixuan’s lean body with his gaze like a snake sizing up its prey. This thought turned Kaixuan on even more. He swirled his fingertip against the tip of his cock, groaning as he spread his pre-cum all over. He knew he was close, so he gripped his cock tighter and took short, shallow breaths as he stroked faster. “Slow down,” Matt instructed in his head. Kaixuan obeyed. He slowed down and let out a soft whimper. His cock was throbbing hard in his hand. He felt like he would go crazy if he didn't release his load. “I can’t,” he protested. “Just relax and breathe,” Matt encouraged. He followed Matt’s instructions, and immediately let out a long moan. Cum started leaking out from the tip of his cock, but even then, he tried to slow down his breathing. “Good boy. Now grip tighter, and stroke fast for me,” Matt whispered, hot breath on Kaixuan’s ears. “Don’t cum without my permission.” Kaixuan squirmed on the bed while he stroked with a tightened grip around his shaft. He moaned out loud uncontrollably in an attempt to keep himself from cumming, but the more he thought about Matt stroking his own cock while watching him, the more he couldn’t keep it in. His moans turned into a squeal as the first string of cum shot out of his tip and onto his neck. The second and third shots covered his chest and his torso, but he didn’t stop stroking. The rest of his cum slid out of his tip slowly, covering his hand as it trailed down his shaft. “You came without my permission? What a naughty boy,” Matt’s voice in his head caused him to blush while he was cleaning up. … Kaixuan came across Matt’s profile two weeks ago while he was scrolling Instagram. He was practically drooling seeing Matt’s lean but muscular body. He went through Matt’s photos and felt his chest tightening, his breathing became shallow and rapid. He could feel his heartbeat causing his head to pound. Before he knew it, his cock was already hard. All he could think of was Matt lifting him and pushing him up against the wall. He would be hugging Matt’s neck and have his legs wrapped around Matt’s hips. Matt would grip his perky butt while he thrusts deep with his big cock. That was when he knew he had to get closer to Matt. He immediately sent Matt a direct message and waited nervously. Matt replied quickly, stating his prices and location. Kaixuan agreed to it without a second thought. ... At first, Matt would text Kaixuan useful videos for stretching, home exercises, and diet. Kaixuan would try to keep the conversation going and they slowly learned more about each other. One thing that Kaixuan hid from Matt is his sexual orientation. He didn’t know how Matt would react to it so he wanted to keep this going for a little longer. They got closer as time passed, texting about their daily life and sharing thoughts on various topics. Kaixuan learned that Matt recently got out of a toxic relationship. His ex-girlfriend was so possessive over him that he couldn’t even go gymming without her, since she’s afraid of him looking at other girls. Kaixuan saw this as his chance to be a better partner for Matt, so he kept up even though he wasn’t confident. A few months later, Kaixuan sensed that something was wrong. Matt was replying lesser and lesser, to the point where they only contact when they have gym sessions. He noticed Matt behaving colder during the sessions too. He got self-conscious and contemplated cancelling sessions, but he knew he couldn’t let Matt go like this. Looks aside, he saw Matt for who he really is and truly enjoyed Matt’s company. Yet he couldn’t express his feelings to Matt, so he pushed himself to continue the sessions, no matter how much it hurt him. … “Hey, dinner after tonight’s session?” Kaixuan’s phone lit up with a text from Matt. Kaixuan was hesitant but agreed to it anyway. Their session was as quiet as it had been the past few weeks, making Kaixuan feel even more uneasy. Why did Matt ask him out for dinner? Did he have something to talk about? If so, what was he planning to say? Kaixuan was overthinking and underperforming. When dinner time finally came, they went to a coffee shop nearby and ate in silence. Kaixuan initiated conversations but gave up when they all fell flat. He noticed that Matt seemed distracted and a bit restless, which made Kaixuan even more anxious. He just wishes this day would end already. “I’ll send you home,” Matt said unexpectedly when they’re done with dinner. Kaixuan wasn’t in the mood to argue. He got into Matt’s car, entered his postal code on the GPS, and they headed back to his place… Or so Kaixuan thought. Matt stopped by a secluded park and turned to Kaixuan. “So, there’s been something I’ve been meaning to tell you,” Matt started. Kaixuan froze in his seat, not knowing what to do. Did he want to hear it? He was almost sure he didn’t. What other choices does he have though? As he was lost in his thoughts, he felt Matt’s arms on his shoulders, pulling him towards Matt. He turned around in shock, only to have his lips meet Matt’s. He tried to shrink back but Matt held onto him firmly. They stayed like this for a while. When Matt finally let go, Kaixuan was visibly shaken. “I’ve been struggling with how I feel about you for a while now,” Matt continued. “It’s really awkward for me to say this — I like you. I tried to stay away but I just can’t.” Kaixuan stared at Matt, speechless. His face read of multiple emotions — confusion, relief, happiness, and worry. Matt apologised when he saw how flustered Kaixuan was. He turned to look forward and as he held onto the steering wheel, prepared to drive off. Kaixuan quickly held onto Matt’s arm. “Actually, I like you too…” Kaixuan mumbled while still looking out into the carpark. They leaned towards each other and made out, exchanging saliva as they swirled their tongues around each other’s. They pulled back and gazed into each other’s eyes. That sparked a moment where they both knew what they wanted to do. They got out of the car and climbed into the back seat. Matt wrapped his arms around Kaixuan’s waist and kissed his lips while pushing him back against the seat. While Kaixuan was lying flat on the seat, Matt trailed the tip of his tongue along Kaixuan’s cheek to his ear and licked Kaixuan’s ear. He then kissed the back of Kaixuan’s ear softly, continuing the kisses along Kaixuan’s neck down to his collarbones. Kaixuan yelped as his bulge began to form. Matt then licked Kaixuan from the collarbones up along the neck, following his jawline, then settled for a passionate kiss on the lips. All this time, he carefully slid his hand underneath Kaixuan’s shirt, reaching for Kaixuan’s hard nipples and twiddling them between his fingers. Kaixuan whined softly. Matt then lifted Kaixuan’s shirt and kissed his nipples, swirling his tongue around, then flicking the tip of his tongue against the tip. Kaixuan moaned out loud. Matt shushed him really quickly. Suddenly, Kaixuan pushed Matt away and sat upright. Matt looked perplexed at Kaixuan’s actions. He thought that was what Kaixuan wanted. “I-I’ll do it…” Kaixuan stuttered weakly. Kaixuan put his hands on Matt’s shoulders, pushing him back lightly so Matt laid on his back. Kaixuan straddled Matt and bent forward to make out passionately yet reserved. He then got off to slide Matt’s shorts and underwear off. Matt’s hard cock immediately sprung out. It was big, veiny, and shining with pre-cum on the tip. Without hesitation, Kaixuan held onto Matt’s cock and started kissing his balls, taking care to lick and suck on it gently. Matt moaned and Kaixuan knew he could go further. He covered Matt’s cock in short, sloppy licks from the base, along the shaft, and all the way to the head. He made sure to slobber all over, getting it nice and wet. Then he wrapped his soft lips around the head of Matt’s cock and sucked lightly while bobbing his head ever so slightly. Matt ran his fingers through Kaixuan’s hair, and Kaixuan took Matt’s whole length in slowly, making Matt grunt. Kaixuan slid Matt’s cock out of his mouth while looking up at him, holding eye contact. Kaixuan yanked his shorts and underwear off, and straddled Matt again. This time, he had his back facing Matt as he rubbed the tip of Matt’s hard, pulsing cock against his butthole. Slowly but surely, he relaxed and let Matt’s cock slide into him. He let out a soft, long moan as Matt’s cock went deeper into him. His legs were shaking by the time he took in all 7 inches of Matt’s long cock. Matt grit his teeth to stop himself from moaning too. He so badly wanted to spread Kaixuan’s bouncy butt and pound until he came, but he had to let Kaixuan take charge. When he finally got used to Matt’s cock stretching him out, Kaixuan rocked his hips, sliding Matt’s cock in and out. Just a little at first, then more and more. Matt moaned from feeling Kaixuan’s insides twitching while his butthole grip tightly against his cock. With the moonlight shining through the windows and highlighting the contours of Kaixuan’s slender yet fit body, Matt saw the best parts of Kaixuan. He held onto Kaixuan’s hips, aiding his riding while thrusting deeper and harder into Kaixuan. Caught by surprise, Kaixuan moaned out loud, but his moans quickly turned into short, rapid squeaks as he felt Matt’s cock seemingly reach his stomach. “Faster. Please, Matt. I want your cum inside me,” Kaixuan pleaded. That was all Matt needed to hear. He went hard and fast, but not for long. He couldn’t hold it in. With one last thrust, he went deep inside Kaixuan and held Kaixuan down by his waist. Matt’s cock throbbed as he released his load. Kaixuan was quivering, feeling Matt’s hot cum cover his insides. Matt slowly let go of Kaixuan, letting him recover by himself. They got dressed and leaned back on the backseat. As they were sitting beside each other, Matt noticed Kaixuan’s bulge. He reached out for it, but Kaixuan stopped him. “It’s okay, I’ll settle this when I get home,” Kaixuan said with a warm smile. With that, they moved back to the front seat and Matt drove to Kaixuan’s place. During the ride, they started opening up to each other again until Matt parked outside Kaixuan’s home. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Matt asked awkwardly. “Sure, you can come in for a drink, if you want,” Kaixuan replied, completely caught off guard. They headed into Kaixuan’s home and into his bedroom. Matt didn’t wait. The moment the bedroom door closed, he pushed Kaixuan onto the bed and whispered into Kaixuan’s ear. Kaixuan immediately blushed and his bulge formed again. “Let’s settle this, now that you’re home,” Matt had said. The End --- Enjoyed this story? Follow for more! Drop me a follow on Twitter too. 👀 Disclaimer: This is purely fiction. Resemblance to any persons or organisations are purely coincidental.

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Camping Just Got Harder

A polytechnic senior and junior try their best to keep their secret relationship under wraps during the polytechnic orientation camp. --- “No, Hong. We can’t do this... Not here,” Yuxuan said weakly as he tried to push my hands away from around his waist. “Shh, we both know that you want this. I can feel your bulge rubbing against mine, you know,” I teased with a grin. 

“What if someone comes in?” “It’s just a quickie, babe. The faster we get this done, the less likely someone will catch us,” I coaxed as I spun him around and leaned my weight on him, pressing him up against the cubicle door while I wrapped my muscular arms around his waist and unzipped his pants. Yuxuan struggled to no avail. He whined the moment I gripped his hard cock and stroked him over his underwear. I could feel him getting weaker, twitching between my arms. Sweat started beading up and sliding down his back, slowly soaking up his tee. “That’s it, babe. You like this, don’t you?” I whispered in his ear, my hot breath on his neck. “Yes, sir,” he moaned as his body tensed up. I slid his pants and underwear down. His hard cock sprung out immediately. Stroking him with one hand, I unzipped myself and pulled my hard cock out with my other hand. I wedged my cock between his perky butt and humped him. He squeaked, trying to keep from moaning. “You want this, don’t you?” I demanded for an answer. “Yes, sir,” he whispered weakly. “Say it out loud. Tell me what you want.” “I want… to feel your big cock deep inside me, stretching me out and filling me up,” he moaned. “Good boy,” I said as I knelt down to spread his cute butt cheeks.

I dove right in without hesitation, slobbering all over his little butthole and slowly sticking my tongue in, swirling in circles. He yipped and bit on his lip, trying to be quiet. Then, I stood up and spat on my hard cock. I can see my veins pulsing, making my cock twitch. I gripped Yuxuan’s waist, pulled him closer to me, and gently rubbed the tip of my cock against his butthole. “Beg me,” I commanded. “Pl-please, sir. I want you. I need your big, hard cock inside me. Plea-” Before he could finish his sentence, I forced my cock into him, going slowly and savouring every second of my thick cock stretching him out. I could feel his body shaking and his insides twitching, gripping tightly. He bit on his finger but a soft, long moan still escaped once he took my full length in. Hearing that, I gripped his hips even tighter and pounded. My thighs slapped against his bouncy butt as I slid my pulsing cock in and out of his tight butthole fast, not giving him time to breathe. His soft moans started getting louder and louder. “You’re such a dirty little boy,” I moaned. “Yes, sir. I’m your dirty little boy who loves your thick, hard cock deep inside me,” he said between breaths. I lost it. My body tensed up as I thrust deeper, turning his moans into shrieks. My cock pulsed against his tight butthole aggressively as strings of cum shot out, filling him up just the way he loves it. We stayed like that until my cock started softening. I slid my cock out and spread his butt cheeks, watching my cum drip out of his cute little butthole. I playfully spanked his perky butt and pulled his underwear up for him. “I want you to walk around with my cum in your underwear. You hear me?” I taunted. “Yes, sir,” he replied as he pulled his pants up. “You’re not going to clean me up?” Yuxuan knelt down and started licking my cock, which started growing again. I held his chin between my fingers and bent down to kiss him. We made out passionately before getting dressed and heading out. ... This underground love affair started at our polytechnic orientation camp. I was one of the seniors facilitating the camp and Yuxuan was a freshman. Our eyes caught when I was taking the class attendance and I felt a strange tingle down my neck. At that moment, I was already thinking of cumming all over his back while he’s bent over the edge of the bed. I intentionally created a group chat using the convenience of updating everyone as a facade to get his number. I wanted to know more about him — his likes and dislikes, his type, and most importantly, his sexual orientation. So I texted him privately, and we hit it off immediately. We were joking, sharing parts of our lives that we don’t usually tell strangers, and then I hit the jackpot: he revealed that he’s in the closet. I cajoled him, telling him there’s nothing to be ashamed of, and that he should embrace his true desires. This was, of course, for my own selfish reasons. But he doesn’t have to know that. From then on, we’ve been flirting every chance we get, even sending nude photos. Once, I managed to get him to send me a video of his bulge pulsating underneath his underwear. It was then that I knew that we were ready to go further. ... We arranged to meet in the school garden. It was a quiet, serene place with trees and some low flower shrubs surrounding a koi pond — perfect for a romantic rendezvous with your secret lover. We met behind one of the trees when everyone had gone to sleep. We sat down on the grass, hiding behind the ixora shrubs. Yuxuan had his arms around his knees, his fingers fiddling nervously as we spoke. In an attempt to make him more comfortable, I put my arm around his shoulder, pulled him close, and sniffed his hair as I kissed his head. He suddenly stiffened and went quiet. I could feel his breathing hasten and his body heat rising. “Hey, are you okay?” I asked, concerned. “What’s wrong?” “It’s nothing. I was just… nervous, I guess,” his voice wavered. With my free hand, I reached for his chin and tilted his head up towards me. He immediately looked away, but I pulled him in for a kiss anyway. His trembling lips made me even more desperate to stick my tongue in his mouth. So I did. He gasped in surprise and pulled back. “Hey, shh… It’s really okay. You’re safe with me,” I coaxed. “But-” he lost his words right as he started the sentence. He looked down. My eyes followed the trail to where he was looking at — his crotch, with his pants now bulging slightly. I grinned. “Look who’s awake,” I teased. “St-stop!” he whispered harshly, trying to keep his volume down. I turned towards him and spread my legs. He looked at me, confused. I told him to sit between my legs with his back against me, and he did. I pulled the waistband of his shorts and stuck my hand in, going straight for his balls. I massaged them gently at first, occasionally gripping them tight to make his heart race. I pulled his cock out of his underwear and started stroking his shaft, starting off slow while gradually tightening my grip. He yelped, but we can’t have that. So I stuck my fingers in his mouth while whispering into his ears for him to calm down. I was gripping his cock really tightly now, stroking excruciatingly slow. He moaned softly and I could feel his cock twitching wildly, begging me to stroke faster. I gathered speed, but not fast enough for him to ejaculate. What can I say? I love being a tease. As soon as I sped up, I would stroke slowly again, edging him until he moans louder for me, even with my fingers in his mouth. “Does it feel good?” I asked. He was in such a daze that he couldn’t speak. All he did was nod while his saliva trickled down my arm. “Do you want me to stroke faster?” I taunted. He moaned softly but nodded, more aggressively this time. “Then moan for me, baby.” I stroked faster and he whimpered softly. Not good enough. I sped up a bit more. He was moaning between his breaths. Short, seductive moans. He could do better than this. I gripped his cock tighter and stroked faster until my arms were sore. He was moaning out loud now. I took my fingers out of his mouth. “You want to cum, don’t you?” I mocked. “Yes,” he moaned. “Call me ‘sir’. And tell me you want to cum for me. Say it, baby.” “Yes, sir. I want to cum for you. Please,” he begged desperately. “Good boy,” I said, pleased. I stroked until his cock pulsed and he squealed. Strings of hot, white cum shot out of his tip onto the grass. His cock twitched as I squeezed out the last of all his cum, which flowed out of the tip, along the shaft, and onto my hand. He was leaning against me, exhausted and powerless, breathing so hard I could see his chest throbbing. I raised my cum-covered hand to his mouth. “Aren’t you going to clean up your mess?” I asked slyly. “No way… You can’t be serious,” Yuxuan replied, still breathless from cumming hard. “Haven’t I taught you about responsibility during this camp?” I pressed. He gave in and licked my hand, tasting his own cum. Then, he turned around, pushed me onto the ground and straddled me. He attacked my mouth to make out with me, passing his cum into my mouth. Upon feeling my cock getting harder, he started rocking his hips to tease my cock. He’s really asking for it now. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him down. He looked at me, confused, until I pulled my shorts down to reveal my thick, hard cock with pre-cum leaking from the tip. I knew going commando was the right move. “Hold the base and flick your tongue against the tip,” I instructed. He followed. “Now stroke gently and suck on the tip. Swirl your tongue around the tip while you suck,” I continued. Feeling his warm hand on my throbbing cock, his saliva trailing down my shaft while his rough tongue is pressed against the head… I’m almost ready to burst. I ran my fingers through his hair, then gripped his head and pressed it down, forcing him to take my hard cock into his mouth. Every time he struggled to come up, I’d push him down again. And again. And again. Being inside his warm mouth felt amazing. The insides of his cheeks were supple and I could feel the ridges on the upper side of his mouth. His teeth would graze against the shaft of my cock, making me anxious. “Good boy, Yuxuan. Don’t stop. Make me cum hard for you,” I moaned. I felt him sucking now, obeying my orders. It doesn’t feel like I’m forcing him anymore; it felt like he wanted to make me cum. I pressed his head down, deep throating him with my 7 inches. He choked. I felt his throat squeezing and releasing the head of my long cock repeatedly. This is it. My body tensed up. I heard ringing in my ears, saw stars in my vision. I moaned out loud and shot my cum straight down his throat. My vision went black and laid on the floor, completely breathless. When I gained my composure, I realised I could still feel his lips around my now softening cock. I sat up and saw him licking me clean. He pulled my cock out of his mouth, saliva trails leading from where his mouth was just at. He looked at me with those puppy eyes for a moment, then looked away bashfully. I reached forward and pulled him in for a tight hug. We laid on the grass, feeling each other’s body heat and heartbeat. Some may call our relationship a secret, others might call it a taboo. But to us, this is the start of a bliss that belongs to only the two of us. The End — Enjoyed this story? Follow for more! Drop me a follow on Twitter too. 👀 Disclaimer: This is purely fiction. Resemblance to any persons or organisations are purely coincidental.

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A Coffee For Your Love

An unexpected love blossoms between a talented barista and the clumsy student who frequents his cafe.

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Here he comes again, in his usual loose tee and skinny jeans. Right on time. Why doesn’t he ever bring a jacket even though he knows he’ll be shivering after a few hours? It must be because his bag is so heavy. That laptop seems to weigh a ton. Mmm, time for him to get something newer and lighter. How could such a slender body carry that brick around? I can only wonder… Thinking of his lean body, how I want to grip his thin waist tightly from behind while I thrust deep into him and hear his moans as I stretch him out… Letting my imagination run wild gave me an instant boner. I knew this was going to happen like it has every day he came into the cafe, but I can’t help myself when I see him. “Hi, can I get an iced latte?” Kai asked innocently as he fumbled for his card, interrupting my thoughts. Ah, yes. His usual. I’ve already chilled a mug for his drink, exactly the way he likes it… Or rather, exactly the way I like to make him feel colder than he has to. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of his hard nipples and a bulge immediately forms underneath my pants. I bat that thought away. “Of course, coming right up,” I tried to maintain my composure, replied with a warm smile and handed him his receipt, brushing against his fingers gently.

Look at how focused he is: laptop opened, headphones on, phone on silent. He’s going to miss the buzzer again today, but that’s okay. I like serving coffee to him personally. Who could say no to having more interaction and personal time with a cutie like him? Not me, that’s for sure. “Hello, here’s your iced latte,” I said politely while laying the cup on his table. “Ah, thank you! That was fast,” he replied, hastily shifting his clunky laptop to make space for the coffee on our tiny round table. “Sorry, I didn’t hear the buzzer…” “That’s okay. I’ll always let it slide, just for you,” I winked confidently and flashed him a side smile before walking away. Was that too obvious? I wish I could’ve seen his reaction. Seeing how seriously he is working right now, I doubt he thought much of it at all. Just how many coffee art hearts do I have to make to get his attention? He didn’t even look before drinking. This is getting frustrating. That’s okay, Kai. I know you’ll be here for a while. I still have a chance. Today might actually be the day. … There. He’s back from the washroom. Now’s my chance. “Hi there, is everything all right?” I asked right before he puts his headphones back on. He looked clueless at first, but then smiled and replied, “Oh, uh… Yeah, I think so!” Mmmph, that damned little smile. It gets me every single time. I could feel my blood rushing to my cheeks. No, I can’t falter now. I’ve waited way too long for this. I’ve decided and I won’t back down: today must be the day. “Are you feeling cold? I noticed you were shivering…” “Yeah, it is a little cold, now that you mentioned it,” Kai replied thoughtfully. “Sorry about that, the temperature is set by the building manager so I can’t adjust it,” I lied. “This isn’t the norm, but I have a hoodie in the staff room. You know, just in case you’d like to borrow it.” “I think that’s okay. I don’t want to be too much of a bother.” “No, it’s no bother at all. Look, my name is Skyler,” I stuck my hand out and he took it. “Alrighty, we’re friends now. Let me fetch the hoodie for you.” What was that facial expression? Was it confusion because it all happened so suddenly? Or could it be that he’s shy? Maybe it was disgust? And yet, I could feel the bulge in my pants pulsating just by shaking hands with him. Ah, fuck it. What’s done is done. Hoodie, here I come. “There you go!” I offered. He took the hoodie sheepishly and thanked me. … I flipped the signage from open to closed, turned around, and got a shock. He was standing right behind me, all packed up and ready to go. “Umm… Here. Thank you for the hoodie. I’m Kai, by the way,” he said shyly. “You’re welcome! Sorry, I’ve actually locked the door without realising you’re still around.” I lied again. Well, the door is, or rather, has been locked since 15 minutes ago. “Would you mind exiting through the back door? I mean, you could wait for me and I’ll show you the way. I can drop the hoodie off in the staff room too.” “Sure, if that’s okay with you,” he replied hesitantly. Is he nuts? Of course, that’s okay with me. I led him to through the door saying STAFF ONLY. We strolled down a narrow path until we reached a wooden door. I twisted the knob and stepped in. While removing my apron, I told Kai to come in and to hang the hoodie up for me. He squeezed into the tiny staff room awkwardly, just as I expected. Does he even know what he’s in for? He turned towards the door. Now’s my chance. I wrapped one arm around his waist and slammed the door shut with my other hand. He gasped. I could feel his heart racing and hands trembling. I’ve got him where I want him now. Ah, how could he be so cute? How could anyone be this fucking cute? I feel my pants tightening. I know he feels it too because he yelped. Was that a good or bad thing? I couldn’t care less. Breathing heavily and steeling myself, I spun him around and pushed him against the door, arm still around his waist. I pulled him in and bent down for a kiss. It was meant to be a kiss, but I couldn’t stop myself. His soft lips drive me crazy. I hugged tighter, pressing him up against me and my very tight jeans. Yeah, he definitely feels it now. I wrapped my other arm around the back of his neck. With his small frame against mine, he can’t escape. I slowly bit his bottom lip, getting him to open his mouth so I could stick my tongue in. He whimpered but opened up for me anyway. That’s right, Kai. You’re doing very well. I slid my hand under his shirt while we made out, running my fingertips along his spine, feeling every part of him shake. This is my limit. I can’t take this anymore. “Unzip me,” I commanded. “Wh-wha-?” He said shakily, looking at me with tearful eyes. “I said, unzip me.” Before he could reply, I pushed him down onto his knees. His clumsy hands fumbled with my button and zip. I could feel my pants tightening every second, especially with his hands so near. He finally got it undone and gasped when he saw the wet patch on my Andrew Christian underwear — which is now pitched like a tent. He looked up at me with those big, innocent eyes. Fuck. I slid my jeans down, held on to the waistband of my undies and yanked it down. My cock sprung out, rock hard and ready to get pleasured. “Lick it,” I demanded. “But-” He started to protest. I was having none of it. I put my hand on his head and tilted it up as gently as I could manage. My mind was clouded with thoughts of forcing my hard shaft down his throat. But no, I have to be gentle with this boy. I will be gentle for him. “Either you do it, or I’ll make you do it,” I told him sternly. His hands trembled as he reached for my cock. As soon as I felt his tongue on the underside of my head, I almost lost it. I gripped his head tighter and thrust deep into his mouth. I had to bite my lip to prevent myself from moaning. Him? He’s flustered and tried to yell, but my 6-inches will be keeping his mouth occupied for a while. I gripped his head with both my hands now and started sliding my cock in and out of his mouth. Doesn’t matter if he likes it or not. Gradually, he submitted. What a good boy. “Move your tongue side to side like a dirty little boy,” I moaned, feeling myself about to burst. He obeyed. “Fuuuuuck. You’re a good boy, Kai. Don’t stop,” I said, almost pleadingly, while still forcing my cock down his throat. How could someone be so good at blowing without prior experience? I felt a familiar sensation of cum gathering, ready to shoot out of my tip. Before I knew it, I moaned out loud while feeling an uncontrollable tingling sensation run down my back and in my toes. I delivered shots and shots of cum that I have saved for days, just for him. I could hear him choking on it. I looked down at him while I slowly pulled my cock out of his mouth. I could see droplets of tears slowly streaking down his cheeks, cum dripping down his chin. Fuck me, I’m hard again. Now’s not the time though. I grabbed a towel from the rack and rushed to wipe his face with it while he whimpered. “I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to…” Now’s my turn to fluster. I wrapped my arm around his back, pulled him up, and headed to the washroom. I washed the towel and cleaned him up while he continued to cry, out loud now. I hugged him tight and apologised profusely, stroking his hair. I’m hoping this would atone for what I did to him, but I know it’s all too late. All he did was tremble in my arms; and all I could think of was imprinting this moment into my memories, lest he never comes back to the cafe again. I brought him back to the staff room, collected our things, and left. I offered to send him home but he wouldn’t say a word, not even his address. What else could I have done? I drove him to the only place I knew — my home. … Once we headed inside, I gave him a towel and spare pyjamas and got him into the shower. I closed the door behind me and slowly fell to the floor, sitting with my elbows to my knees and burying my face in my hands. I felt my heart racing and head pounding. Listening to the water running and splashing, I thought of how his naked body would look like with soap bubbles tracing down this chest, along his flat stomach, then dripping off the tip of his cock. It aroused a part of me that’s deeper than I’ve ever known existed. My heart twinged. What have I done to this poor kid? I’ll never be able to make it up to him. Tonight might really be the last time I’ll see him around. Fuck, why did I do that? Why did I think it was a good idea? But he’s so cute, I couldn’t resist… Fuck, I’m so stupid. The water stopped and the door opened. I looked up. He was staring at me in shock, then quickly slammed the door shut. Of course, he wouldn’t expect me to be outside here. “Hey, um… I’m sorry. I’ll go to bed. You can go if you want to. My house keys are by the door. Just slip it into the letterbox if you leave. I’m sorry…” I trailed off and headed to bed. … The Next Morning I woke up with the sun shining in my face. Damn it, I was such a mess, I forgot to close the curtains last night. I tried to sit up but felt something around my waist. That’s when I realised that something was wrapped around my back. I turned my head slowly and saw Kai’s cute sleeping face right beside mine. Immediately, my heart started beating fast and my mind was going wild. What was he doing here? Why hasn’t he gone home? I thought he didn’t want to be here. Wait, in the first place, why is he sleeping in my bed AND spooning me? I might have been panicking a bit because he stirred in his sleep. “Wh-? Morning already?” Kai asked groggily. “How- Why are you here?” “I just thought it seemed cosy…” Kai replied as he sat up. “I’m sorry about last night. I really didn’t mean for-” Kai pounced on top of me and covered my mouth with his hands before I could finish. I felt my heart beating fast. Or was it his heart? I can’t tell anymore. We stayed like this for a while before he spoke. “It’s okay. I liked it. I like you. I’ve liked you for a long time, ever since I stepped into the cafe and our eyes met.” I didn’t know what to say. I embraced him in a tight hug while he snuggled up in my chest. I could feel my face flushing a bit, but the blood was mainly rushing to my cock… And I could feel him getting hard too. The End --- Enjoyed this story? Follow for more! Drop me a follow on Twitter too. 👀 Disclaimer: This is purely fiction. Resemblance to any persons or organisations are purely coincidental.