We drove for about ten minutes, accompanied by Shota’s sweet fragrance.
Beyond the cityscape, I could visually see as we drove that we had entered an area devoid of people.
“Uh… there! Can you park the car inside that warehouse over there?”
“Uh, uh… hey, are you sure about this place…?”
As Shota directed, the place we arrived at was an industrial area lined with warehouses that seemed deserted and devoid of any signs of life.
“Hey… are you sure it’s safe to be here?”
“Hehe! Since you brought me here, I’ll let you in on a little secret. This place is an abandoned warehouse managed by my company’s wholesaler!”
“W-what!? R-really!?”
“Yes! It’s true! No one will ever come here. ♪”
While I had decided to trust Shota’s words and come this far, a part of me couldn’t help but wonder if it was truly safe, considering the lack of people along the way and the complete absence of anyone upon arrival, which I confirmed with my own eyes as I drove.
But I supposed I could trust Shota’s words…
“If no one’s coming, then that’s a relief.”
“Yeah, right!?…Hey, Ryo-san?”
“Huh? What’s wro… Oh!”
Just as I became certain that no one was coming and felt at ease, I received a sweet kiss from Shota.
“Mmm…”
“Hey… Ryo-san…? Since no one’s coming, why don’t we… do it?”
On the driver’s seat and the passenger’s seat.
Shota leaned in, despite the slight distance between us, as he was releasing a soft kiss and a sweet fragrance.
“…Yeah, I want to… with Shota…”
“Hey, can I kiss you again?”
“…Yeah, I want to feel your lips…”
Our breath started to grow rough.
We exchanged another passionate kiss amidst those breaths, melting into each other’s warmth.
“Mmm…”
“Mmm…”
Even though the car’s air conditioning kept the interior cool, the sweet and heated breaths escaping from us gradually filled the car with warmth.
Shota’s lips alone weren’t enough.
I wanted more… I wanted to be filled more intensely…
Before I knew it, I found myself gently cupping Shota’s soft cheeks as we were exchanging passionate kisses and smooth cheeks with both hands. Shota seemed to reciprocate eagerly, as he was intertwining his tongue gently with mine.
“…You… you’re too cute…”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
“…Zf? Ktfc… P’ii vb wbgf…”
Vtbaj’r mbwqbrfv ojmf rboafcfv lcab j wfialcu fzqgfrrlbc, ralweijalcu ws rfcrfr ragbcuis.
P kjcafv… wbgf… P kjcafv Vtbaj…
P kjcafv ab xcbk tlw, offi tlw…
P ribkis ibkfg ws tjcv ogbw Vtbaj’r mtffx jcv yfulc ab ecvb fjmt yeaabc bo atf cfjais lgbcfv rtlga.
Ktf mifjc rxlc gfifjrfv ogbw atf rtlga… Gfrqlaf cba yflcu nfgs wermeijg, Vtbaj’r rifcvfg oluegf jcv uibrrs rxlc oegatfg ralweijaf ws rfcrfr, jcv P qgbmffv ab ecibmx atf yeaabcr bo atf rijmxr tf’r kfjglcu.
“…You’re too sexy, aren’t you…”
“…Don’t stare so much; just touch me already…”
What I see before my eyes is a supple member towering over the glossy skin. Despite being short in stature, Shota is the owner of quite an impressive member.
I feel like melting along with my emotions, enraptured by that member as I try to gently caress Shota.
“…Hey, deep down, that’s not what you really want, right…?”
“…Huh? W-What do you mean…?”
“I can tell… I’m glad you’re taking the lead, but deep down, you want to be treated like this, don’t you…?”
I felt a sensation that reverberated throughout my entire body with a gentle whisper in my ear. Yes, it was a sensation strong enough to make my body throb.
“…Ah…ohh!!!”
“Despite emitting such pheromones… Ryo… come on, don’t hold back. I’ll fulfill you.”
“Sho…Shota…!”
The tables have turned.
No, that’s not it… My true desire is to be overwhelmed and satisfied… But usually, I only crave pleasure…
Why, why is that…?
I want to be fulfilled by Shota. I want to be enveloped by Shota…
I unleash my own pheromones to entice Shota, as I was unable to maintain any semblance of reason, and in turn, my body and soul surrender to Shota through the caresses he bestows upon my ear.
“…You really do like being dominated, don’t you?”
“…Sh-Shut up…! But… it’s not… ohhh!”
Though I resist Shota with a hint of reluctance and pride in being older, my body, heart, and pheromones do not lie.
“…You’re trembling… So horny…”
“…Y-You’re the one… who’s… dominating… ohhh!”
It’s no use… I can’t hold back anymore… Pretending to be strong only reveals weakness. Then… I’ll just let myself be filled with my true desires…
Although I thought I was unlocking Shota’s desires, now it seems I’m the one being unlocked by Shota’s caresses, with both the shirt and slacks perfectly undone.
“…This is what you truly desire, right…?”
“…I-I can’t… hold it anymore…”
“…Then let me make you feel even better, so don’t hold back…?”
Shota gently grasped my unlocked member, who instructed me not to hold back as he was filling me with warmth along with a sweet and refreshing scent.
“…Sho, Shota… it feels… so good…”
“To make that face with my mouth… you’re really too erotic…”
“Haa… no, stop it!!!”
A seductive sound escapes along with his caresses.
Shota’s short hair is neatly set.
His caresses are tender, gentle, yet intense.
And this pleasure, unlike anything I’ve experienced before…
As Shota gently yet passionately takes my member into his mouth, enveloping me in his warmth along with a sweet scent, just gazing at Shota engaged in the act, I feel like I’m on the verge of climax.
“…Hehe! Did it feel good?… Too bad, I’m not done making you cum yet…”
As if knowing I was about to cum, Shota was whispering in my ear as he gently released my member from his mouth and then covered me.
Even just that whisper… even just your breaths and words… They numb something in my heart.
“…Sho, Shota…”
“Let’s both feel good together…?”
Our bodies intertwined as Shota’s pulsating heartbeat echoed against my chest, flowing into my body as if being chased by something.
Shota then aligns our member, moving them gently yet passionately in sync with each other’s rhythm.
“…Haa… aahh…!”
“…It feels… so good… aahh!”
With a gentle and composed demeanor, cute yet refreshingly spirited, and yet as fierce and dependable as a wild beast… And the pleasure, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before…
Such sweet pleasure… It truly was a first for me.
I whispered words I had never uttered to anyone before into Shota’s ear as we both neared climax.
“…Sho, Shota…”
“W-What…?”
“I want to see you again… I want to meet you again…”
“Yeah… if our schedules align, I want to meet you again too… aahh!”
I want to see you again.
Ah… to be filled with this pleasure again.
No… I’ll be able to see Shota again…
Not just my body, but my heart was filled by Shota’s words, and as we made a promise to meet again, we were both invited together into ecstasy.
* * *
The act concluded as we both adjusted our bodies in the driver’s seat and the passenger seat, respectively, as we were savoring the afterglow.
“…That was amazing…”
“Yeah… it was incredible…”
“…So now I’m ‘me’, and during the act, I’m ‘you’?”
“…Eh!? Did I talk in such a rude way!?”
We both were breathless as we leaned against our respective seats, Shota’s face turning cute as he panicked in response to my comment. I had a feeling that he might transform into a wild beast during the act, but conversely, maybe that’s just the real Shota.
“Hey, Shota?”
“What is it?”
“About what I said earlier… Can you accept it?”
“Huh?”
“You know… about wanting to see you again…”
This feeling of wanting to see him again is something that was absolutely unimaginable before. I used to think that just experiencing pleasure was enough, but now I find myself wanting to see Shota again, a frustrating feeling that I can’t quite understand.
“…Yes! If our schedules align, and if you’re okay with someone like me, I’d like to see you again!”
There’s no lie in either the ‘I want to see you again’ I received from the wild Shota or the one I got from the now back-to-normal Shota.
I gently retrieve my phone from the discarded slacks with that in mind and offer Shota my contact information.
“…Huh…?”
“This is my contact info.”
“…”
“We won’t be able to meet again without this, right?”
The display name on the contact is a fictional one.
The next time I find Shota, our names might have changed. And there’s absolutely no guarantee that this post is genuine or that it’s really Shota.
So, if that’s the case, we need to exchange contact information directly and communicate, or there might not be a next time.
When it came to satisfying my pleasure, I didn’t care who it was as long as they were my type, and I didn’t intend to expose more of myself than necessary. But this time, something feels different.
My heart was seeking something beyond just pleasure.
It’s because… My heart is screaming; I want to see you again, and I’ve decided to reveal my contact information to you.
“Thank you, Ryo-san; I’m really happy. But…”
“Yeah? But what?”
“If we’re going to exchange, I just want you to promise me one thing: I can only respond when I’m able to respond. Can you remember that?”
“Yeah, got it. I’ll keep that in mind.”
At that moment, I didn’t fully grasp what Shota’s request meant, but the joy of ‘being able to meet again’ far outweighed any other considerations, and I responded to Shota.
Shota and I exchanged contact information for the first time that day, with a gentle smile in response to my answer.
