ORCA 63

“Niah. If you don’t want to do it, say you don’t want to do it. Okay? I can’t really tell just by looking at your face.”

“This is, um…. Because it feels, it feels so good, I think that’s why. I don’t really know either. But it’s not that I don’t like it. I like it.”

“So you cry when it feels good too. It’s difficult.”

“I think I just found that out for the first time too….”

Orca soothed Niah by stroking his tear-wet eyes. He waited leisurely until his ragged breathing became steady. He scanned him here and there with his eyes but did not touch him. Niah was the first to push away the hand resting on his cheek. The hand, pushed down to his chest, was still, only sensing a regular heartbeat.

Niah gaped silently for a moment, then lifted his young master’s finger and placed it on his swollen nipple. Just the touch of it sent a tingling sensation spreading through his sensitized skin. His shoulders flinched.

“Young Master. I… please, touch me… more….”

Heat rose with his embarrassment. It was the first time in his life he had ever asked for something like this. But his desire for the young master to touch him more was so great that no other words came to mind. This was a wish he could not even pray to an angel for. Only his young master could grant it.

The thought of being touched by someone else was disgusting just to imagine. He liked it when Harriet stroked his hair, but he did not want to do something like showing his naked body and begging to be touched. He only wanted to show himself to his young master and be touched only by his young master. After all, you could not do such lewd things with just anyone.

“More….”

“As I please?”

Orca, who had kissed one of his knees, gently rubbed the nipple Niah had placed in his hand. He also pinched and twisted it just enough not to cause pain, being persistent. The hand that had gone deep into his inner groin swept down the skin beneath his thigh. The act of sticking out his tongue and licking his knee came across as extremely stimulating to Niah.

“Yes….”

The answer affirming Orca’s question was uttered small and firm.

Orca, as if he had been waiting, brought over a soft pillow and placed it under Niah’s back. Immediately after, he grabbed both of the backs of his knees. Niah, curled into a ball, looked up at Orca, who was visible between his legs. His cheeks turned red at the unexpected position. Not only that, but a grip different in strength from when he usually kneaded him was now fiddling with his buttocks. He could feel his gripped buttocks being spread apart to the sides. His focused gaze was observing only that spot intently.

Orca, looking at it with an incredibly serious expression, pressed the tightly closed hole with his thumb. It looked so narrow, as if it would not let even a single finger in. He was certain that if he put his own tautly swollen penis in there, his goldfish would definitely be split in half. He himself would likely end up either torn or burst, one of the two. But he thought he might be able to get a finger in if he tried, so he rashly stuck out his tongue. He himself was flabbergasted that there was no resistance at all.

For Niah, the gaze that was watching him so intently was more unbearable than having a part of his body he was ashamed to show to others spread open, licked, and sucked on. On top of that, if he covered his face, his young master would surely tell him not to, so he had no choice but to meet his gaze. There were ways, like closing his eyes or looking at the ceiling, but he also wanted to look at his young master. Even while in an embarrassing position, his young master was just as handsome as ever.

“Huuh… Hut. Ah, uuuugh….”

The warm, slippery tongue made an embarrassing sound. When he occasionally made wet pecking sounds as if kissing, a tingling sensation shot from his buttocks to his lower abdomen. His penis, without any sense, stood erect again, dripping water. Until now, masturbation had been a troublesome and annoying affair, but now it was hard to resist the impulse to touch himself.

“Ah! Young Master, huuh, hut, Young Master! Aht!”

Orca, who had been diligently sucking on the hole until it became soft and moist, put strength into his thumb. He spread it open with both thumbs and pushed his tongue into the hole, which was softer than before. Since it went in easier than expected, he put it in as far as it would go and pulled it out, repeating the motion.

Soon, the slick hole was gaping slightly, like a goldfish’s lips. He was curious if this place was also coral-colored, but the dim lighting was not helpful. He decided it would be better to coax him into showing it in a bright place later and postponed it. He thrust his tongue back into the gaping hole, which seemed to be asking for him to enter.

The goldfish seemed to be weak to stimulation. He moaned the same way when the tongue went in and when it came out. Wanting to touch even deeper inside, he extended his tongue as far as he could, but there was a limit to how far he could put it in. Just as he was debating whether it would be okay to use his fingers now, the goldfish gripped his own penis. With his eyes languidly unfocused, he was still looking at him. The sight of him panting and moving his hand was sensual. It was already the third time, but the sight before him was so satisfying that he did not want to stop him. As he erected his tongue and stirred the inside, the hand movement became faster.

“Young Master, haah, uumm! It feels, that, huh… it feels good. Uugh…. That fee, huut!”

Orca, supporting Niah’s body with just one arm, lifted his robe. He gripped the penis that was swollen fiercely and pressed flat against his stomach, and stroked down along with Niah’s movements. The square space created by the bed curtains was filled only with wet sounds and moans. The hole that was being stirred by his tongue suddenly tightened. Niah clamped his lips shut. Immediately, white semen spurted from his penis. It splattered onto his stomach, chest, chin, and face, and trickled down. Labored breathing followed like a bonus.

“Young Master….”

Orca’s hand stopped abruptly. He lowered the legs he had lifted and moved the pillow that was under his back to his waist. He licked from the dirtied stomach to his chest to clean him up and kissed all the spots with teeth marks. He was especially gentle when he kissed the noticeably swollen nipples. Regretting having chewed on them a bit, he blew on them, and Niah flinched.

“Does it hurt?”

“No. Um… it’s ticklish. It’s tingly, so it feels good….”

The honest impression was endearing no matter how many times he heard it. Orca could not resist the urge to tease him. As he sucked on them with a force as if to bite and pull out all the flesh around the nipples, Niah yelped, “Hihk!” and flinched in surprise.

Orca caught the struggling Niah to keep him from escaping and then pecked at both sides alternately. He was careful not to bite, putting strength into his lips and tongue. The sound of flesh being sucked into his mouth was almost ravenous.

“Ah! Tha, uugh! Young Master! That hurts! Aah!”

Niah patted his forearm. Only then did Orca pull away from his chest. The lips that immediately moved up licked his entire face meticulously. After having eaten all the semen that had just splattered, he looked down at the smiling Niah from up close. Then, as if leaving a trace, he pressed his lips here and there.

Niah, who burst out laughing, “Hehe,” at the ticklish feeling, barely managed to lift the back of his head from the bed. His body, exhausted from the lack of energy, went limp again right after he planted a peck, not on the lips, but on the chin.

Orca was proud of his goldfish just for not falling asleep or fainting. When he put his arm behind his neck to make an arm pillow, Niah snuggled into his embrace and looked up. The goldfish, whose eyelids had been blinking slowly as if sleepy, opened them wide and refuted him firmly. His tone suggested he knew exactly what he was thinking.

“I’m not sleepy.”

“Can I touch you more?”

He knew there was no way he would say no, but he asked anyway. The goldfish said, “Yeees.” He fiddled with the area from his inner thigh to his buttocks, then carefully rubbed around the hole. He could feel him flinch, but it did not seem like he was scared, so he gently pushed in with his fingertip. However, the hole that had been loosened up had become stiff in the meantime, and not even one knuckle could go in properly.

“Niah. Open your mouth.”

The goldfish, holding his gaze, obediently sucked on his finger. The impure fantasy of having him suck his cock instead of his finger flooded before his eyes. He could see the face that would not be able to say no and just let tears stream down. What if he shoved it down his throat and fucked him forcefully? He quickly cut off the continuing imagination.

“Tell me if it hurts. Alright. You can’t endure it.”

He rubbed the hole with his middle finger and pushed it in. Thanks to it being wet, two knuckles went in without much trouble. Without putting it in further, he moved it gently, and the goldfish clung to his arm. He had told him not to endure it, but it was obvious he would, so he observed his expression closely. It was neither a pleased face nor a displeased one. He was just panting with a slightly bewildered look on his face.

He began to doubt if this was the right way to do it. He was contemplating whether to just quit when he pressed his finger in all the way to the end. He could feel the hole widening to fit the knuckle bone and then narrowing again. The inside of the goldfish’s body was warmer than his outer skin. The mucous membrane surrounding his finger repeated contracting and relaxing in time with the goldfish’s breathing.

“I want to see too. I want to touch it….”

Niah, who had been fidgeting with his clenched fists, stealthily grabbed the tie of Orca’s robe. He glanced at him, then gently pulled it undone and began to grope him. It was a shame that he could not see it properly because of the shadow cast by the robe. He felt like he should not have said he was embarrassed. He wanted to take it back now and open the curtains, but it was not the right atmosphere, so he decided to bear with it.

Niah focused all the senses in his hands and kneaded the masses of muscle. He touched the well-defined chest, then freely groped the shredded abs. It felt somehow different from what he saw when he was helping him dress. Originally, he only thought he was handsome, but now he could only think lewd thoughts. It was even more so because of the penis that brushed against the back of his hand whenever he touched near his navel. He had not tried to grab it, but it seemed too big to be held in one hand.

He gradually got used to the act of the thick finger pushing in and out of him. Even the slight pain disappeared, leaving only a faint sense of unfamiliarity.

Will this feel good too? I still don’t know….

Niah, who was asking and answering himself while groping Orca’s upper body with both hands, suddenly gasped, “Hup.” At the goldfish’s reaction of licking his lips while looking at him, Orca bent his finger and felt the inside. He rubbed the soft mucous membrane that yielded to his touch and then moved his arm. As he poked him a little strongly, the goldfish drew his legs together. His wide-open eyes were colored with surprise.

“Does it hurt?”

The goldfish quickly shook his head. To check if it was true or false, he paused his movements for a moment. The goldfish, who had been still as well, parted his closed legs and swallowed hard. His two hands, which had been on his upper body, slowly moved down and hesitantly gripped his penis. Just that alone brought on a rush of the urge to ejaculate. The hand that had been awkwardly enveloping and stroking it soon became persistent. His head, tilted to the side, was fixed on the area below.

He pulled out the finger and this time, widened the hole with his index finger as well. The goldfish rubbed his forehead against his forearm and let out a moan. His hands did not stop moving. The sound of friction was damp. It was a completely different stimulation from what he felt when he masturbated while inhaling the goldfish’s scent. Wanting to enjoy it a bit longer, he tensed his stomach.

Two fingers did not go in easily. Orca pushed them in very slowly, turning his wrist from side to side. He gently rubbed the inside, widening the space slowly so as not to startle him.

Niah, even while lying still, heaved his chest breathlessly. His flushed breaths were interspersed with soft moans. Even though he had not said he disliked it, he only raised his voice when he was refuting his young master who would ask if he should stop. It hurt much more than with one, but it was not unbearable.

He stroked the hot penis that was sticking to his palm as if to show it off. It seemed that two fingers would be far from enough to fit something he could not even grasp with one hand into his butt. So, he had no choice but to entrust his bottom to his young master and take responsibility for his young master’s erect penis himself. The thought that it had become like this because he was doing lewd things with him made him feel vaguely excited, and in the end, the feeling became soft and fluffy.

“Young Master…. Does it feel good when I do this…? I want to know too….”

“Yes. It’s good. It feels good.”

Orca pressed his lips to the lips from which hot breaths were leaking. When he did nothing in that state, Niah opened his mouth and peeked his tongue out. Orca responded only enough so that breathing would not be difficult. It was because he thought he might faint right away if he could not even breathe in this situation. In the midst of it all, he felt pathetic for wanting to kiss.

He put two knuckles in and out, pressing the inside or crossing his fingers to spread it open. When it became quite easy to move in and out, he stopped over the knuckle bone, circling it to build anticipation, and then thrust it in all the way to the end at once. Niah’s body momentarily stiffened, and his toes curled up tightly. His knees instinctively came together and trembled. Startled by the sudden invasion, the hole bit down hard on his fingers.

“Agh! Young, Master…. Ahhuuh…. Ah, ugh….”

“Niah. Breathe. Okay? I won’t move.”

The words that he could bear it all became a lie in an instant. Niah squeezed his eyelids shut to try to hide the tears that had burst out. He clamped his mouth shut too, thinking he might blurt out that it hurt without meaning to. He was suddenly terrified by the stinging pain he had never felt before.

It had been fine with one, and it had been bearable just a moment ago, but as soon as the fingers filled him deep inside, he wanted to quit everything. But if he said he did not want to do it now, it was clear he would never do this kind of thing for him again, so he pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth. Instead of saying it hurt, Niah let out weak, trembling breaths.

“Slo, slowly, please do it slowly….”

“……”

“I don’t want to stop…. Let’s continue, I want to do it…. Please?”

“…Yes. Try to breathe. Can you relax your body?”

Their lips touched every time they exchanged words. The pain was still there, but the tension seemed to be easing little by little. Niah, who gave a slight nod, composed his breathing. His stiffened muscles slowly relaxed. He gently straightened his drawn-up knees and leaned back as before. As he moved his legs, he felt like he could feel the outline of the fingers inside his body more clearly. They were thick and long and a little bumpy, and his stomach felt heavy. It was a stifling feeling.

Orca, who licked his quickly tear-soaked eyes, painstakingly soothed every place he could kiss. Then he bumped their foreheads together and checked his complexion. His still-frozen expression was pitiful. He did not want to force it when he said it hurt. There were plenty of things that felt better than this. He himself would be a bit disappointed, but it was fine even if he just touched him with his hands like now.

No, it was enough just for Niah to allow him to taste every corner of his body, even if he did not do anything for him. He imagined a guy almost twice his size touching, biting, and sucking him at will, and on top of that, spreading open his narrow hole and shoving his hand inside; it seemed only natural that it would hurt and be unpleasant.

“Oh, oh, Young Master. Are you not doing it anymore…?”

When the fingers he thought would move like before pulled out completely, his butt felt empty. Niah stopped his young master, who was about to move away just like that. As he squeezed the penis he had been holding onto tightly, Orca let out a groan, “Ugh.” Niah , not letting go even after hearing that, actually rubbed it harder. Their foreheads, which had separated slightly, bumped together again. Niah, with a face that seemed to say, this is it, pressed down insistently as if urging him on, and put on a mock angry expression.

“Why aren’t you doing it? Huh? I said I wanted to…. Why aren’t you doing it, huh?”

“Niah. I get it, so let go for a second.”

“…Mmm, no. I want to continue. Young Master…. Hehe, does it feel good?”

Orca was dumbfounded by his goldfish, who was looking up at him with a silly grin so soon after crying. The hand that was kneading him carelessly brought both pleasure and pain at the same time. Niah curled the corners of his lips and stroked the damp piece of flesh as if it were his own. His plan was to first make him feel so good he would lose his mind, and then somehow figure things out from there.

He lifted his chin and licked the lips from which a pleasant moan was flowing. Looking at the handsome face, thoroughly aroused by his own touch, he somehow felt himself getting stiff down below as well. The flushed breaths pouring out from up close were sweet.

“Young Master, you’re so lewd. You’re pretty.”