Wow, quick update was quick. I never update this quick. Huh.
Alfred writhed and groaned, rocking his head back as the tingling shot through his already sensitive skin. God, that felt good, better than any of the half-dozen handjobs he had received in the past, and Yao hadn’t even moved his hand yet.
Above him he heard a chuckle come from the ghost, and he looked back up, giving him a questioning look. The ghost smiled down at him, amusement shining through the lust in his eyes.
“You’re cute aru,” he chuckled.
Alfred flushed hotly but didn’t have time to respond, because Yao seemed think now was a good time to start moving his hand.
Alfred was almost surprised he didn’t come then and there, what with how unbelievable it felt. He had never felt anything that good before; the tingling that spread all over his cock and made him ache with pleasure and heat up all over, combined with the strangely soothing coolness of the ghostly hand rubbing over him gently; it was almost too much.
He let his head fall back on to the dusty floor as he moaned uncontrollably. He knew he must be filthy by now, covered in dust, but he didn’t care, couldn’t care, not when just a handjob felt this good.
And if a handjob felt this good, what else could Yao do with that supernatural touch of his?
Okay, that thought was too much, because Alfred suddenly felt like he was going to either suffocate or implode or both, and the next thing he knew he had lifted his legs and used them to push the ghost away from him.
“I’m sorry!” cried the ghost immediately, and even though Alfred knew Yao had misunderstood the situation, he was currently too out of breath to correct him. He just laid on the floor, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, panting hard and willing himself away from the brink.
“I’m so sorry aru! Aiyah, are you alright aru?” Suddenly the ghost was leaning over him, a worried expression on his face that sort of reminded Alfred of the time when he was nine and fell out of a tree, and his mother had ran over to check on him. What a strange thing to think of right now.
“You- I didn’t hurt you did I? Look, if this is too scary for you I can just untie you and you can-”
“No!” gasped Alfred. “God no, I just-”
Yao was not so easy to convince this time. “Are you sure aru? I don’t know what the movies you watch say, but I really don’t want to force you to-”
“Shut up for a second!” snapped the boy, closing his eyes to collect his thoughts, which was not an easy task considering his bare erection was still aching for attention.
“Look, I do want it, that was just... That was too much, okay? You can’t tease me anymore; just get to the point or I won’t be able to last.”
Embarrassed at the confession, he kept his eyes shut and waited.
Silence.
Okay, that was unnerving. The ghost hadn’t disappeared again, had he? Maybe he was angry that Alfred had yelled again.
Oh lord, maybe as punishment he had decided to just leave Alfred here, aroused and half-bound. Fuck, that was a million times crueler than anything a horror movie ghost could do.
Luckily this thought process was interrupted by laughter, and when he opened his eyes Yao was still over him, grinning and laughing.
“Wow,” he laughed. “You really are cute aru.”
Alfred blushed again in embarrassment, but still said “Yeah, whatever. I’m already nervous enough about doing it with a ghost, you don’t need to add waiting to that. Just hurry up already.”
The ghost laughed again before resting his and Alfred’s foreheads together, making the boy’s breath hitch at the soft tingles.
“Don’t be nervous aru. And don’t think of me as ‘a ghost’ aru. Just... Think of me as Yao.”
Unusual Phenomenon - 5/?
Alfred writhed and groaned, rocking his head back as the tingling shot through his already sensitive skin. God, that felt good, better than any of the half-dozen handjobs he had received in the past, and Yao hadn’t even moved his hand yet.
Above him he heard a chuckle come from the ghost, and he looked back up, giving him a questioning look. The ghost smiled down at him, amusement shining through the lust in his eyes.
“You’re cute aru,” he chuckled.
Alfred flushed hotly but didn’t have time to respond, because Yao seemed think now was a good time to start moving his hand.
Alfred was almost surprised he didn’t come then and there, what with how unbelievable it felt. He had never felt anything that good before; the tingling that spread all over his cock and made him ache with pleasure and heat up all over, combined with the strangely soothing coolness of the ghostly hand rubbing over him gently; it was almost too much.
He let his head fall back on to the dusty floor as he moaned uncontrollably. He knew he must be filthy by now, covered in dust, but he didn’t care, couldn’t care, not when just a handjob felt this good.
And if a handjob felt this good, what else could Yao do with that supernatural touch of his?
Okay, that thought was too much, because Alfred suddenly felt like he was going to either suffocate or implode or both, and the next thing he knew he had lifted his legs and used them to push the ghost away from him.
“I’m sorry!” cried the ghost immediately, and even though Alfred knew Yao had misunderstood the situation, he was currently too out of breath to correct him. He just laid on the floor, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, panting hard and willing himself away from the brink.
“I’m so sorry aru! Aiyah, are you alright aru?” Suddenly the ghost was leaning over him, a worried expression on his face that sort of reminded Alfred of the time when he was nine and fell out of a tree, and his mother had ran over to check on him. What a strange thing to think of right now.
“You- I didn’t hurt you did I? Look, if this is too scary for you I can just untie you and you can-”
“No!” gasped Alfred. “God no, I just-”
Yao was not so easy to convince this time. “Are you sure aru? I don’t know what the movies you watch say, but I really don’t want to force you to-”
“Shut up for a second!” snapped the boy, closing his eyes to collect his thoughts, which was not an easy task considering his bare erection was still aching for attention.
“Look, I do want it, that was just... That was too much, okay? You can’t tease me anymore; just get to the point or I won’t be able to last.”
Embarrassed at the confession, he kept his eyes shut and waited.
Silence.
Okay, that was unnerving. The ghost hadn’t disappeared again, had he? Maybe he was angry that Alfred had yelled again.
Oh lord, maybe as punishment he had decided to just leave Alfred here, aroused and half-bound. Fuck, that was a million times crueler than anything a horror movie ghost could do.
Luckily this thought process was interrupted by laughter, and when he opened his eyes Yao was still over him, grinning and laughing.
“Wow,” he laughed. “You really are cute aru.”
Alfred blushed again in embarrassment, but still said “Yeah, whatever. I’m already nervous enough about doing it with a ghost, you don’t need to add waiting to that. Just hurry up already.”
The ghost laughed again before resting his and Alfred’s foreheads together, making the boy’s breath hitch at the soft tingles.
“Don’t be nervous aru. And don’t think of me as ‘a ghost’ aru. Just... Think of me as Yao.”