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Ayden wasn’t unfamiliar with the BL world. He is an actor, so interacting with other actors and actresses was a given. A few of them and some of his own friends have been in BL before, but of course, it’s few and far between with China only loosen their strict rule around LGBTQ-related entertainment recently. When his team approached him with the opportunity to be in a BL, he agreed with a shrug, thinking it’d be a fun experience. It wasn’t until they presented Elio in front of him that Ayden took it more seriously.
“A-Ayden…” Elio gasped as the man on top of him nibbled on the tender flesh on his chest. “S-Stop it.”
“Don’t run away from me.” Ayden pulled the skinnier man back under him. “This is your punishment for that little stunt you pulled during the livestream.”
The giggle coming out of Elio’s mouth is like music to Ayden. “I said I was sorry.”
“You put cream on my face, so I get to put cream on you,” The older man stated boldly. “Seems like a fair deal.”
“Absolutely not!” Elio managed to extract himself from under Ayden and jumped off their shared bed. “I am not letting you cum on my face. That is humiliating.”
A smirk spread across Ayden’s face as his eyes roamed all over Elio’s naked body. The same body he had seen a dozen times now, but still infatuated as if it was the first time. The hunger in the pit of his stomach is predatorial, and it is gnawing at his brain to devour the naked man that’s standing against the wall. It was only an hour ago when they were laughing and talking to fans on livestream while making a strawberry cake. Now, Elio is looking like a cornered mouse, ready to be eaten by Ayden.
“Elio…” Ayden sings the name breathlessly. “Don’t let me catch you…”
At the sound of that, Elio sped out of the room and into the living room with a half-laugh-half-scream. Ayden was only five paces before him. Jumping over the beige sofa and small coffee table, Elio thanks his smaller frame for being more flexible than Ayden’s sturdier one. Because he knew that if Ayden caught him, it’d be over. The wolf likes to play with his food before devouring it.
“You’re never gonna catch me,” Elio yelled out.
“Oh, yes, I will,” Ayden replied without missing a beat. “Once I do, I’m going to-“
Ayden’s voice got cut off, followed by a loud, dull thump and a curse. It broke their little game as Elio saw Ayden lying on the floor, holding his knee. “Oh my god, baby! Are you ok?”
“I hit my knee on the corner of the sofa.”
“Let me see,” Elio pushed Ayden’s hand away to inspect the injury, but he didn’t find any scrap, not even a small bruise. He did find Ayden’s grip on his arm though.
“Gotcha…”
“Ahhhh! Put me down!” Elio screamed as he was being carried like a flour bag back to square one, their bedroom. “Put me down, you big ape.”
“Well, we are going to do something very primitive, so yeah, I am an ape,” Ayden replied back teasingly. “It's just too bad I can’t get you pregnant.”
Being chronically online and rampaging through the BL world, Elio knew the meme well enough and knew exactly what to say next to rile up his ape. “Well, you aren’t trying hard enough then.”
It’s the second time today that Elio has made Ayden’s brain short-circuit. “Oh, I am going to try now. You are carrying my kids.”
“K-Kids?”
“Yep, plural.”
Not wasting a second after throwing Elio onto the bed, Ayden jumped on top of the skinnier man. Like earlier, he nibbled his way around and up Elio’s neck, knowing the specific spot that got the younger man squirming in pleasure. At the place where his collarbone meets the neck, Elio would get to wrap his legs around Ayden. Kissing the Adam’s apple would have Elio’s hands pulling on his hair on the back of his head. Nipping the spot under Elio’s jawline would earn him gasps of euphoria from Elio’s mouth. However, Ayden’s favorite part is when he gets behind Elio’s ear, where the scent is at its most intense. Elio’s natural scent mixed with the shampoo they shared and a little hint of the cologne from today. Ayden’s own cologne on the man that he loves.
“A-Ayden!” Elio gasped breathlessly. “No mark.”
“Oh yeah,” Ayden unwillingly pulled away from his addiction. “You better keep reminding me because I can’t control myself around you.”
Diving back, Ayden kisses from the ear, down to the jawline again, and up to the lips. Like a starving wolf, he swallowed Elio’s mouth. When he wanted to dig in further, Ayden didn’t ask for permission. Instead, he demanded his right to the inside of Elio’s mouth. And Elio knew he didn’t want to refuse.
As Ayden explored, Elio entertained himself by touching wherever his hand could reach. For the past months that they’ve been living together, Elio knows that Ayden has changed his routine at the gym. Usually, Ayden just wants to burn fat and keep the stereotypical thin figure, but he has been bulking up more lately. Why? Because Elio likes it.
“You have gotten so big,” Elio commented not-so-innocently as he rubbed his man's bicep.
“Yeah?” Ayden smirked victoriously. “You like it?”
“I love it.”
The fire in Ayden’s eyes only burns brighter as he starts to go down south. Although the older man never verbally states it outright, Elio could figure out what Ayden likes. Physically, he likes his partner smaller and feminine. Although Elio is obviously a man with male equipment, he fits into Ayden’s preference, so other features are ignored. Well, only a few features are ignored.
“Ayden! Stop!” Elio gasped slightly and pushed the bigger man off of his dick. “I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”
“That’s the point, baby.” Ayden spread the shy pair of legs. “We can do more foreplay to wake little Elio back if you end up coming. Relax.”
With the reassurance, Elio let Ayden go back to what he was doing before. The older man licked the side of the smaller man’s dick. Tasting the delectable pink skin and savoring the clear salty precum oozing out from the tip. If you asked him a year ago if Ayden would be here with a man’s dick in his mouth, he would call you crazy. Yet, here he is, with the sensitive part of Elio’s body getting sucked off by him. Furthermore, he is enjoying it as much as Elio enjoys being sucked off.
“A-Ayden… I’m gonna cum…”
He didn’t need to be notified. The tightening grip on the hair on the back of his head is more than enough. If not that, Elio’s increasing breathy gasps are an indication. The rate at which they are coming culminated in a high-pitched moan as Ayden tasted the salty cum. His oral assault did not stop as he felt the soft thighs crushing his head. If he dies now, let it be while he causes Elio to be in a euphoric orgasm.
“I’m so glad I fed you that pineapple,” Ayden smirked as he wiped a drop of fluid on his lips with his thumb and sucked on it clean. “This is the second time you creamed me.”
“I feel like jelly.” Elio pulled the older man down for a hug. “I don’t know if you can wake little Elio back up again.”
“Don’t underestimate me, baby.”
They shared a kiss as Ayden reached for the drawer on the bedside. He was focused enough to pull out the bottle of lube. Without detaching their lips, he was able to get plenty of the lube on his fingers and warm them up before reaching down for Elio’s bottom. The first finger was easy since they had done it almost every night. The second offered more resistance, but the pleasurable moans were quickly swallowed up by Ayden. The third finger was when Elio had to break their kiss and squeal a little. A mixture of pleasure and pain can be interpreted from the sound that came out of Elio. Little Elio also reawakened from the third finger.
“Sounds like you are ready,” Ayden said proudly.
“Just a little more,” Elio pecked the older man repeatedly. “I kinda like you fingering me.”
“Yeah? Like this?” The three fingers spaced themselves out in different directions, causing a combination of a screech and an exhale to leave Elio’s lips. “I’m going to go in now.”
“Wait, wait, wait.” A hand on Ayden’s chest kept him from getting up from the lying position. “Can I ride you tonight?”
Who is Ayden to deny the beautiful creature in his bed? He lay there in anticipation as Elio got on top and mounted him like a seasoned cowboy. They have done this position a few times before, but Elio seems more confident now compared to the last time. As hard as it was, Ayden tried to keep his eyes from shutting from the toe-curling heat that enveloped his cock. His own breathing gets more and more erratic as inches of himself penetrate Elio. While Elio got better at adjusting to Ayden’s size, the older man hoped he never got used to the tightness of Elio’s ass. Ayden is convinced that the younger man is put on this Earth to bring a level of mind-numbing pleasure to Ayden that he will never get from anyone else.
“Holy fuck…”
Elio giggled at the profanity. “Breathe, baby. I don’t want you to die.”
“If I die from this, you can have everything I own,” Ayden replied mindlessly as Elio’s bottom met his hip.
“I thought you promised to get me pregnant earlier?”
“Fucking hell!”
The encouragement earned Elio a powerful thrust upward into his hole. Elio returned the favor by grinding down with just enough roughness to bring out moans from both parties. Ayden is well-endowed enough to easily abuse the bundle of nerves inside Elio repeatedly. Seeing the older man losing his mind, Elio decided to push it even further.
“Give it to me harder, please…” He made eye contact with Ayden. “…Please, Lao-gong.”
A split pause can be felt before whatever restraint was left in Ayden’s brain was broken. Elio suddenly finds himself on his back with Ayden still penetrating him, maybe even harder than before. The look in Ayden’s eyes could be described only as maddening, as if all thoughts were cleared up, leaving only one primal purpose.
“Say… it… again!”
“Lao-gong!!!” Elio moans as his prostate is being grazed over and over again. “Let me carry your kids. We can have as many as you want.”
Each word coming out of Elio’s mouth only goaded the beast that’s inside Ayden even more. The idea of marriage and kids brought forth wild imaginations. As normal thoughts cleared out of his head, Ayden was exposed to the fictional promises spilling out of Elio’s lips. Thoughts of how illogical it is were kicked to the side, replaced with the notion of breeding Elio. In that moment, the only thing Ayden cared about was spilling his seed inside the smaller man, making sure that Elio ends up with twins or even triplets.
“Please, Lao-gong, give it to me,” Elio indulged in the fantasy. “Didn’t you want to put your cream in me earlier? Make me yours. Please please please.”
“Make you my wife.”
“Yes… please, Lao-gong… more more more…”
“Who do you belong to?”
“Only my Lao-gong, only Ayden!!!”
The stimulation was mind-blowing. The heat keeps getting better and better with each thrust from Ayden’s hip and wetter and wetter with each penetration. The sound of unfiltered promises filled his ear as the scent of their sweat spread through the air. The last thing that tipped Ayden over the edge was Elio placing the older man’s hand on his stomach. The sensation caused wild images to flood Ayden’s mind once again and resulted in him flooding Elio’s inside. The skinnier man also climaxed, but there was only a small amount due to this being his second orgasm in such a short time.
“Elio…” Ayden moaned as he rode out the orgasm with a few shallow thrusts.
“Did you tire yourself out?” Elio asked as he intertwined their fingers together, with his frame still being covered by Ayden’s bigger one.
“Yeah…”
“We still have to clean up, mister.” The younger man reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out the container with wet wipes.
As he wiped away the evidence of their activity, Elio gave the pecks to the man who lay there boneless. Once they put their discarded underwear back on, Ayden pulled the blanket over their semi-naked body. When their body temperature cools down, both comfortably cuddle and slowly drift off to sleep. Once again, Elio’s small frame gets engulfed by Ayden’s big one.
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“That better not be your dick getting hard again!”