HEO 112

The man’s hand movements grew increasingly rapid and bold. He would spread his fingers wide inside to stretch his inner walls, then thrust deep, so deep that the back of his hand touched Silver’s perineum. Silver’s lower back shuddered.

“Ah..aaah! Ahh, ah…! Nng, mm… s-stop!”

Silver pleaded and shook his head as he looked downward. His cheeks flushed a deep crimson. Between his wide-spread legs, droplets of fluid clung to the man’s firm forearm. His limb looked as though it were physically fused to Silver’s own body. As those thick, long fingers drove inside him, the outline of the intrusion became visible against the skin of Silver’s lower abdomen. Veins bulged on the man’s forearm with every rough, vigorous stroke, and at the point of contact droplets of slick fluid splattered outward.

The man’s gaze was fixed on that very spot. That intimate area, hidden from Silver’s own view, was laid bare before the man’s eyes.

“Ah… d-don’t look… stop it…”

“How could I not? Fuck. You’re so damn hot.”

The man retorted immediately. Far from stopping his movements, he spat out a few more unintelligible curses.

“Haa… This is the first time I’ve ever been turned on by someone. I didn’t even know what being turned on felt like before.”

“Stop… please, stop…”

“I’m going to keep going. You want this too.”

The man suddenly pulled his hand away from Silver’s body.

“Look. Just look.”

He held his hand out right in front of Silver’s eyes. His four splayed fingers were slick with clear fluid. A viscous glob of the fluid stretched and dripped down his wrist. The obscenity of the sight took Silver’s breath away.

Did all of that come from me?

He couldn’t bear to look at it directly; his gaze wandered, unable to find a place to rest. When Silver tried to turn his head away, the man grabbed his chin and forced him to look at his hand.

“You wanted me too. Don’t deny it.”

He couldn’t deny it. Before he even realized it, his own cock was standing hard.

“Haa… Silver, can I go inside you? I can’t hold back anymore.”

The man’s voice sounded parched. Instead of answering, Silver turned his head aside and panted heavily; heat was radiating all the way up to his earlobes.

The man lifted Silver’s legs and draped them over his waist. He placed both hands on either side of Silver’s shoulders and looked at him.

“Silver.”

The blunt, hard tip of the man’s cock touched Silver’s [unauthorized copy]opening. With a sensation of pressure stimulating the sensitive lining, it slid inside.

“Ah…! Urgh…”

Silver reflexively threw his head back. The man’s cock was even bigger and tighter a fit than he had imagined. Unable to withstand the unfamiliar sensation, his inner walls contracted.

“Fuck! It hurts! Relax.”

“Yours is too big!”

“Damn it, what am I supposed to do about the way it’s built? Just relax, Silver. It’ll be easier for you that way.”

“It’s not as easy as you say! Just wait.”

Only after catching his ragged breath several times was he finally able to relax his muscles. By then, his entire body was slick and drenched in cold sweat. The man slowly pushed his cock inside again.

Silver suddenly gasped. The girth of the cock, already overwhelming, grew even thicker toward the base.

Ah… that part?

That strange, noose-like ridge just above his scrotum, the feature that had caught his eye the moment he first saw the man’s member. Feeling those contours directly with his body made the shape vivid.

The thought didn’t last long. The man suddenly thrust his hips forward. He drove it all the way in at once. The long, thick cock slid deep inside, followed by the ridge at the base forcing its way past the entrance until it was fully in.

“Ah…!”

A scream escaped his lips. Silver could hear the sound of a heavy impact deep within his lower abdomen. His perineum, stretched taut from fully accommodating the cock, rubbed against the man’s pubic hair. The overwhelming pressure filling his body made his vision flash white.

“Nngh…! Ah… too… deep…”

A stifled moan burst from Silver’s lips. The man held his position and paused to catch his breath. Silver panted as he looked down to see what was happening.

The thick, long cock invading his body created a distinct bulge against his lower abdomen. Its shape was clearly visible, looking as though a snake had lodged itself inside. He could see exactly how deep the tip was buried, the way the veins bulged and writhed, and even the slight leftward curve of the shaft.

“Look, Silver. Your belly is shaped like this by me…”

The man stroked Silver’s lower abdomen with his broad palm. His hot hand rubbed over the bulge of the glans, then traced the outline of the cock in a long, slow motion. The movement looked just like a handjob. Silver felt his body heat up.

“What are you doing… jerking off?”

“Not exactly. But put that way, I guess it does look a bit like it.”

The man muttered this as he ran his palm once more over the cock in Silver’s belly.

“It’s not bad, though. I wonder if jerking off through a cloth would feel like this?”

Silver swallowed at those words. He had seen the outline of a cock bulging against a belly many times before – after all, this was Stoll. Yet, he had never witnessed a scene like this: the cock filling him completely being manipulated beneath another person’s palm.

It was arousing. Was this the feeling of being “turned on” that the man had spoken of? Or was it merely curiosity?

It was a mix of both, though the latter seemed to be the stronger feeling. Ironically, the emotion Silver felt right then was closer to the kind of curiosity one might feel when inspecting a new weapon ordered from a blacksmith to gauge its performance.

Silver spoke on impulse.

“Do it properly.”

“Huh?”

The man hesitated.

“Do it? You mean… jerk off? In this state?”

“Yes.”

“Hey? Look here? You’re telling me to use your body as a tool to jerk off?”

“Why not? Isn’t it fascinating?”

“I guess so, but…”

The man looked at Silver’s lower abdomen. His expression resembled that of a boy prying open a metal lock to examine the inner workings.

What the hell? This guy’s turned on too.

“Hurry up. You’re curious too.”

“Shit, I barely even jerk off by myself… Just wait a moment. If I’m going to do it right, I need to get the angle right first.”

The man grabbed Silver’s legs with both hands and spread them wider. Then, he thrust his hips against Silver’s lower belly. The cock buried deep inside felt like it might pierce right through. The sudden pain and pressure nearly made Silver lose control of his bladder.

“Haa…! Haa… ah…”

His lips trembled. Even amidst that, the outline of the cock, which was half-revealed against his lower belly like a ship’s hull rising from the sea, burned itself into Silver’s vision. His breath caught in his throat. The pleasure derived from the visual stimulus was far more intense than the pain.

“Does it hurt? Should I stop?”

The man asked hurriedly. Silver shook his head.

“Fuck… it’s so damn hot. Keep going! Hurry.”

“Hah….”

The man cupped his own member through the skin with one hand.

“I’m doing it. Tell me right away if it hurts.”

Then, he began to rub his cock, carefully, yet vigorously. Squelch, squelch – the sound of friction rang out. The cock slid up and down, separated only by the thin skin of Silver’s lower abdomen. Unable to hide his tension, the man moved his hand while cautiously watching Silver’s every reaction. He repeatedly pressed against the tip of his cock with his fingertips, then swept down the length of the shaft.

“Nng… mmm…!”

Silver unconsciously squeezed his thighs together and then spread them apart. The sensation of the man’s cock twitching and moving in sync with his hand was so vivid it felt almost surreal. His inner walls contracted and slid along with the pressure of the man’s grip; the sensitive lining was rubbed simultaneously by his dick and his rough palm. In time with the man’s movements, his inner walls tightened and loosened of their own accord. His body was reacting subconsciously, beyond his control.

“Ugh, fuck…”

The man cursed, then supported Silver’s waist with one hand. With the other, he stroked his cock even faster than before. Sounds of friction erupted repeatedly from his grip.