Plin Ch 1.12

Out of the corner of his eye, Plin saw that the mysterious snake-like being was undressing. He roughly pulled at the end of his tie to undo the knot, not caring that it was choking him. Each time a shirt button caught on his fingernail, it made a regular tock, tock sound. Perhaps because of the shadow, the veins on the back of his hand seemed to wriggle.

Even in his perfectly human form, a snake-like sleekness was evident. The framework of his chest was thick, but the line from his bulging pectorals to his waist was sharp, and the rectus abdominis muscles etched into his abdomen were as regular as scales.

Every time he moved, his seemingly sculpted muscles relaxed and contracted, changing shape. There was no clumsiness in the movements of his massive body; instead, it carried an elegance and stillness reminiscent of a snake.

It was the well-maintained body of an upper-class person that did not suit a place like this.

When he unbuckled his belt and his pants fell to the floor like a husk, his c*ck, which protruded far below his underwear and touched his left thigh, was visible. So a size like that is possible, huh… Plin’s mouth fell open slightly.

“Why are you crouching, looking so pathetic.”

Hugo approached Plin, who was huddled in the corner of the bed. As he climbed on, the mattress tilted slightly due to his weight, and Plin’s body, which had been hugging his knees, also tilted like a roly-poly toy.

Hugo held Plin’s shoulder to prevent him from falling and then briefly kissed him on the lips.

“Hmm.”

As if responding, Plin’s lips reflexively met his, and a rough and hot sensation touched them before quickly disappearing. He wondered if this kind of skinship was necessary for a one-night stand with someone he had just met today. While answering no in his mind, Plin’s heart strangely fluttered.

Two of the four fluorescent lights were out, so it was dark, and they couldn’t see each other’s expressions well. He could hear the noise of drunk people fighting outside, penetrating the walls. It was a good thing. At least Hugo wouldn’t be able to hear his pulse.

But Plin’s ears perked up. He thought he heard a thumping sound somewhere. It sounded like someone quickly stepping on snow in fur boots, or like attaching and detaching suction cups to a wall in a cave.

It sounded like a heartbeat, but it was too loud to be his own heartbeat, and the rhythm was off. If his heart was beating like thump thump thump!, that sound was offbeat, like thump, boom, thump, boom.

Could it be…?

When Plin focused his ears to listen closely, the nape of Hugo’s neck turned noticeably red. He lowered his head and buried his face in Plin’s knees. It was an uncharacteristic display of shyness from someone who had suggested a one-night stand.

“Um… ahh…”

His hot cheek touched his knee, and his fine black hair spilled out. It felt like a hot breath was blowing between his gathered legs. Even with such light stimulation, Plin couldn’t stand it and twisted his waist. He could feel his c*ck getting wet as if he had just peeled a fruit.

Hugo still didn’t raise his head. His prominent nose rubbed between his knees and then pushed through the gap to explore the inner flesh. His lips touched the inside of his knee with a smack, and his legs instantly spread apart.

“Ah! Hngh!”

Hugo’s hands dug into the back of his knees before he even realized it. He was a little embarrassed because sweat was beading on the back of his knees. When the long fingers firmly grasped the soft bone near the kneecap, he felt completely overwhelmed by the whiteness of the encased joint.

“Aahk!”

His thighs suddenly lifted because of the pressure on his hamstrings. It was an abrupt, large movement. Unable to withstand it, his b*tt slid on the blanket, and he ended up lying down sideways.

His legs, which were halfway up in the air, were spread wide open, and his genitals, scr*tum, red per*neum, and tightly closed hole were all exposed. He was embarrassed, but he also felt the same anxiety as when he revealed his belly to a large carnivore. He couldn’t see the expression of the man looking down.

“…When did you get waxed? I got waxed too, before I came.”

Hugo grabbed Plin’s swollen c*ck and pulled it up, asking. Despite the rude handling, his voice was a little subdued.

“Hngh, I didn’t… nngh.”

He examined his scr*tum and hole and then stroked his per*neum.

“There isn’t even any fuzz, even though it’s natural.”

“Canids are all, ugh, like that!”

“Oooh?”

Hugo drawled, as if he didn’t believe Plin’s words. He didn’t even have time to feel resentful about having to argue about the presence or absence of hair.

The man, who had been gradually lowering his upper body, suddenly opened his mouth and devoured his c*ck. The young man who had been blushing with embarrassment just a moment ago was nowhere to be seen. He pursed his lips and sucked on the mushroom-shaped glans all the way to the base of the shaft in one go, slluuuuurp. It was as if he could suck more if his c*ck was longer. His cheeks puffed up as if his uvula wasn’t even being touched, but his expression was serene.

“Ah, aaaah, aanngh…”

The inside of the man’s mouth was humid and hot like a steam-filled bath.

He pursed his lips to hide his teeth and repeatedly tightened and released his lips around the shaft, as if he were biting a cute baby’s foot. Every time he did that, his c*ck throbbed and vibrated in his mouth. He also bit his testicles several times with his lips and then let go. Even though he didn’t use his teeth, every time he bit down with a chomp, he felt a mixture of fear and anticipation, and his vision blurred.

“Hn, nngh…”

Plin made a sound like a whimper. His sideways-lying tail struck the bed, thump, thump. He tried to push him away with his feet a few times, but the man, who stood firm like a heavy machine, didn’t seem to have any intention of backing down.

Was he completely devoid of shame? The man swallowed his c*ck until it was completely hidden from view, and even then, as if it wasn’t enough, he pressed his lips against the flesh below Plin’s navel and tried to take it in deeper. When the nose that was poking his stomach sighed, hot steam scattered on his belly.

The man then stuck out his tongue. Plin learned then that the tongue is a muscle, and when you put pressure on the tip of your tongue, the whole tongue undulates…

The way that sly piece of flesh moved made the underside of his shaft, which it touched, slide like a water snake, causing an extraordinary pleasure.

“Huugh, kuh, huung!“

That way, the tip of his tongue that had slipped out poked his scr*tum in a leisurely manner. At first, he just gave him a kiss, so why did he suddenly start doing such perverted things? Within minutes, he was fed up. It was too much stimulation from the beginning. He felt like a thread was running through his body. Compressed like this, he felt like he would be sucked into something like a vacuum cleaner.

“Uungh, p-please…! Wait… a moment…”

Plin unconsciously arched his back and pushed Hugo’s shoulders with his balled-up feet.

The body that seemed like it wouldn’t budge, for some reason, spat out his c*ck. He could finally see Hugo’s face. Even though he was looking up from below, the fierceness in his upturned eyes hadn’t diminished at all.

“Why, when I’m just trying to get the urgent stuff out.”

When he spoke in front of his c*ck, their hot breaths collided.

“Haa, haak, it’s going to be bad…”

“Isn’t this gentle enough?”

“Nooo… no.”

He looked like a child who had just tasted ice cream, enjoying himself. Hugo smiled mischievously at Plin’s utter confusion.

“Are you afraid someone will find out?”

Plin shook his head, not understanding what Hugo meant by that. He didn’t think a one-night stand was desirable, but since it was happening in his own house with the door closed, no one would find out as long as he was careful with what he said. It was an obvious fact, but Hugo continued to ask strange questions.

“I’m better. I’m more handsome, much bigger than a 3.5-inch c*ck… and above all, I’m young.”

The man’s eyes, calling himself young, showed signs of annoyance. Plin didn’t know why he was saying things that a kept man would say, so he just puffed up his tail and covered his cr*tch.

“…Ha. You hurt my feelings as soon as I say something. Put it away.”

“Hngh… don’t suck it… It feels weird…”

“You said you were a canid, right?”

“Hngh, yes…”

“Shall I break this?”

He grabbed the tip of Plin’s tail and chewed on it, asking. He also rubbed it on his cheek and held it up to his nose to smell it.

“Then it would be very inconvenient? Even when meeting friends.”

“Hngh…”

“Your friend would say, ‘When a person is talking, you should wag your tail, you fucker. Didn’t you get any home training? I’m not playing with you anymore.'”

He didn’t have any friends who would say such harsh things, but in reality, breaking a canid’s tail meant destroying their social skills. At the terrifying threat, the bushy tail slowly moved to the side.

As if he had been waiting, his plump lips parted. He held the shaft with his hot hand and licked the tip from side to side with his tongue. It was a simpler action than sucking the entire shaft, but the pleasure was not. His wet tongue was strong enough to peel back the foreskin of his c*ck.

“Ungh, kngh…”Plin shuddered at the feeling of the accumulated heat being dug out from the inside. All he could grab was the blanket. He couldn’t just lie on his back, so he slightly raised his upper body and placed his hand on Hugo’s shoulder.