Re: First [M]

[Chanda Sen]

He tossed the cloth aside carelessly.

He didn't care how much it was worth. He wouldn't be able to steal it and sell it so he didn't care about it. End of story.

It would be treated like anything else that he didn't care about. Tossed aside when it became uninteresting. And right now he was more interested in what was under the cloth than the cloth itself. What was under the cloth could give him some good money if he treated it right.

Chanda leaned down, his lips ghosting over Asar's member before leaning up to lave his tongue from navel to throat slowly.

[Asar]

If it wasn't the heat of the situation, he would of been pissed about how carelessly his clothing had been tossed aside. But right now he gave it a slight glance of remorse and back to what had all his attention.

His mouth hung open slightly, trembling in anticipation, as he watched the whore's lips move near his growing member. It throbbed as warm air stroked the sensitive skin, and his thighs tensed. Biting his lip, his hands threaded through the the start of the long locks.

A whine passed his lips, and his stomach quivered as Chanda's tongue left a strip from his navel to throat. He tilted his head back, hands dropping the the nap of Chanda's neck, fingers still tangled in the hair, tugging it slightly.

[Chanda Sen]

He could be a tease.

He could tease Asar with half-touches and whispered words. He could stroke him and caress him.

Chanda could do a lot. And he would.

The more he did, the more he pleased his customer; the more he pleased his customer, the more he'd get paid.

The man suckled lightly on the boy's neck, tongue caressing it and teeth scraping against it gently.

[Asar]

A shiver ran up his spine and he arched it, leaning into the other male.

Another whine passed his lips, and he tugged a little more on the hair to urge him on.

Everything made a little jolt go to his groin. From the soft brushes of lips, to the sharp graze of teeth.

But he wanted them somewhere else. Other then on his arousal.

Moving his hands to cup the whore's jaw he pulled it up and forward to press his lips against Chanda's.

He kissed slightly sloppy from inexperience, and the kiss was more chaste then passionate.

[Chanda Sen]

Chanda moved obediently when he was coaxed to do so.

He returned the kiss, attempting to do some coaxing of his own. He kissed the boy gently, keeping calm; trying to make the kiss less...sloppy.

This boy had terrible technique. Absolutely terrible.

He was new to intimacy, that was for sure.

[Asar]

Oblivious to the bad kiss, flicked his tongue into the other males mouth. Experimentally, and last for a mere few seconds.

Unlike himself, the whore did not taste of sweet and fresh fruits and wine. Rather a ting of a more bitter alcohol, and more bland. But it did not put Asar off, rather it intoxicated him. He wanted more of the man.

He bit on the prostitutes lip. Again on instinct, liking the feeling of softness between the bone. He liked the idea that he could easily hurt him, or bite through the flesh until it bleed. Mark him. Have that little bit of power.

[Chanda Sen]

All right then. Trying to coax the boy to kiss well was like trying to coax a wall to do so.

Damn near impossible.

He'd just have to suffer through it like everything else he didn't like when he took a customer but couldn't afford to stop. He needed the money. Suffering through a little bad kissing for some silver wasn't a terrible fate.

He'd endure it.

A soft moan sounded as teeth sank into the soft flesh of his lip.

[Asar]

The little moan spurred him on, and he bit a little harder that he was certain he would not only leave dents from his teeth, but also slight bruising.

The fingers threaded though the tightened, and he let go of the lip to clamp his teeth around the neck, forcing the older male to tilt his head back with a tug of is hands.

Like what the whore did earlier, his tongue rolled over the skin, tasting the salty layer that coated them both.

He could almost forget about the dirty surroundings now and the stench that came with it, pure focus on the whore in his grasp.

[Chanda Sen]

Another soft moan sounded as he felt the bruising pressure of the boy's teeth.

Generally he tried to keep his clients from marring his face. Bruises were pretty ugly and trying to get a good playing customer with an ugly bruise on your face wasn't easy.

His head snapped back when his hair was pulled and a soft hiss followed by a loud moan sounded when the boy's teeth sank into his neck.

[Asar]

He kept his teeth there for a few moments, eyelids half closed at the taste of the whore, getting great satisfaction from the moans and hisses. The noises going straight to his groin.

He let go, tongue running over the skin, feeling the little ridges caused by him.

"Touch me."

It came out more of a breathless beg then a command of authority.

[Chanda Sen]

Chanda pushed himself up to rest on his elbows.

"How do you want me to touch you, Sir?" he purred softly, leaning up just a little more so hips lips feathered against the boy's as he spoke.

"Gently?" He shifted so just one elbow was holding him up, the other hand stroking down his bare back with a feather light touch.

"Or not so gently?" He palmed a cheek before gripping it and pulling Asar's hips down against hi own, grinding upwards.

[Asar]

Dark skin goose bumped and his spine bent from the feathery and soft touches. His head dropped forward into the crook of the other males neck, feeling skin stick.

He liked this, the teasing touches. How they made him squirm and left him thirsty for more.

Letting out a sharp gasp, he pressed his body more against the whore, tugging sharply on the hair again.

"Not so sharply." He panted out.

He loved both of the sensual touches, for different reasons. But the firmness was what he was getting now and that is what he wanted.

[Chanda Sen]

Not so gently, eh?

Looks like he could have some fun after all. No need for letting the boy take lead and miss out on being satisfied himself.

A smirk curled his lips as he rolled the two of them over and loomed over the boy, his hair slipping over his shoulders to frame his face.

"Not so gently, sir?" The tone of his voice was absolutely wicked. "As you wish."

His hands slid up the boy's bare thighs, gripping them and parting them, grinding downwards.

[Hades the God]

Asar saw the world turn on its self, until he was looking up at the whore rather then down.

The whores hair spilled and pooled over next to him. It stunk, and when he ran is fingers through it, it was greasy. But the smell added to the whole new sensation that he was rather oblivious to it, and the grease made it shine as the flecks of light hit it.

Besides, it also highlighted his face. Which the boy was sure he only saw in statues and those praised for their beauty. Not common whores.

Willingly, he spread his knees, exposing himself. It made him a little on edge but also made his thighs quiver and groin ache.

His lips parted and he let out a short and small cry from the pleasure and the surprise on how fast this was all going. He clutched his hands, tugging from the roots of the long hair, pressing up to meet the whores hips, back arching.

[Chanda Sen]

"Are you enjoying this, Sir?" he purred softly.

He was determined to give this boy a good experience. He needed the money. This boy would pay good money if he did well.

He bowed his head to kiss and nip along the boy's throat as his hips continued to grind against the boy's.

[Asar]

"Yes." He panted out, then groaned and rolled his hips in an attempt to keep up with Chanda, already feeling wetness on his stomach.

His head tipped backwards, and he felt the curls of his hair stick to his forehead. A mixture from the heat of the day and situation.

Slender legs wrapping around the waist, and arms clinging around the neck, pulling him closer. Each nip and kiss made him needy for more.

[Chanda Sen]

"Good."

His hips rocked gently against the boy's for a few minutes before he slowed to a stop.

Chanda bowed his head to kiss him roughly.

He pulled back with a little quirk of his lips as he pushed himself up and crawled backwards down the bed slowly.

His tongue laved over the length of the boy's arousal slowly before taking him in his mouth.

[Asar]

Asar let out a whimper only for it to be muffled with with the kiss. He let the other male dominate it, his body squirmed in need. Letting out another, smaller, whine.

His hands followed whores head down, hands gripping firmer and harder the further away the taller man became, not wanting him to leave.

He gasped sharply before letting out a trembling moan as the wet muscle rolled over his arousal. His body writhed and he arched side ways as lips wrapped around his erection, caught between wanting to close his legs and spreading them wider.

The warm wetness around the head pleasure him, but let him unsatisfied. He tugged the head down, letting out small whines of "more."

[Chanda Sen]

Chanda smirked a little as he began bobbing his head slowly.

He was determined to give this boy a good experience. He needed the money and he was going to stop at nothing to get a good amount out of the boy.

He's give him a price above his usual price and then hint at giving him tips.

The man's tongue laved over him slowly, a purr building in his throat.

[Asar]

The dark skinned boy let out uneven and heavy breathes, clenching his toes and fists tightening and relaxing. Silver eyes darted down to watch the man before his squeezed his eyelids, tossing his head back to moan as the tongue rolled over his erection and the head bobbed, all too slowly.

He yanked on the hair again, a little less stronger and a little more needier.

"Faster."

He lower body arched again, trying to force the lips lower around his length.

[Chanda Sen]

A soft, amused hum sounded as his hair was yanked.

Seems like his little customer wasn't amused with the teasing he was getting. Poor boy.

He took the boy in deeper but he didn't move faster like he was ordered to. He didn't take to well to orders. He liked to tease his customers relentlessly. It was fun doing that. He enjoyed it.

His fingers stroked the boy's thighs gently.

[Asar]

Relief and annoyance made him whine again from how the whore took more of him in, but refused to follow orders. His head tossed back against the floor with a soft thud as he mouthed his order again. He needed him to go faster.

The light touches on his thighs made them quiver and spread.

"F-faster." He chocked out, more of a beg then a command.

He tugged in the hair while nails dug into the scalp, trying to command the whore though other ways then speech.

[Chanda Sen]

Another chuckle sounded as nails bit into his skin.

Did he really think that he could make him stop teasing like this just by pulling his hair and digging his nails into his scalp?

The boy had a lot to learn about stubborn people. A hell of a lot.

It would take far more than this to make him stop what he was doing and follow the boy's orders.

[Asar]

The chuckle made his hip buck and he bit his lip to push back the cry.

The slowness, feeling every sensation and waiting in anticipation made his whole body hot and caught between loving and hating it. He just needed the little bit more, which the other male was not supplying.

But he won't beg, despite the tone in his voice. He won't say please - which has never passed his lips before in his life. And he had too little experience to dominate and make sure the whore did as he was told.

He needed him to go faster.

Releasing his grip on the older males hair, he grabbed the base of his erection, in an attempt to pleasure himself.

[Chanda Sen]

When Asar's hand slid down his stomach, Chanda pulled back.

He pressed a kiss to the head of the boy's arousal before his tongue flicked over it swiftly.

The man crawled up his body again, sitting up and pulling the boy to sit up so he was straddling Asar's waist.

He bowed his head to kiss him deeply as one hand slid around his back to guide the boy's arousal as he pushed down onto it. A soft moan sounded.

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