Chapter 1: Stolen Pleasure, Racing the Clock
Intak was pent up.
It had been Two Whole Weeks since he last masturbated. The longest he has gone, well, since he first discovered the wonders of jerking off as a young teen.
The reason why? The group was in the middle of a long world tour; thus, Intak had not yet had a chance to be alone long enough to rub one out. No thanks to being roommates with Keeho, who was attached to the younger’s hip like glue, insisting they do almost everything together. Insisting they go to the gym together, eat at a restaurant together, explore the city together, and who was Intak to say no to Keeho?
He hadn’t had the chance yet to use his favourite fleshlight that he brought with him, stashed away in the inner lining of his suitcase—the favourite of his collection; a clear silicone mould of a female torso with a penetrable, tight asshole and pussy, which he swears is just as good as the real thing.
At this point, the sexual frustration must’ve been practically oozing off of him; it’s a wonder the other members hadn’t noticed nor commented on it.
Intak decided he simply had enough.
So after Intak and Keeho stumbled back into their shared hotel room after a concert that evening and Keeho exclaimed, “I dibs using the shower first,” Intak knew this was going to be the best chance he had to get off.
He knew he didn’t have long, though, but he thought it shouldn’t be a problem since his sexual frustration was so built up; the whole thing should be a relatively quick affair. And while that’s not ideal to Intak’s usual taste of edging himself for hours on end, he decided it would just have to do for now.
Once he heard the shower turn on, he quickly retrieved the toy from his suitcase and unzipped his flyer, pulling out his fattening up cock, already half-hard from the sheer anticipation of the fact that it was about to finally receive some attention after so long. He gave it a few experimental tugs as he sat down on the edge of his bed—cock in one hand, fleshlight in the other. He didn’t even bother lubing it up, for he wanted to stick his dick inside the squishy silicone as soon as possible.
He eased the entrance of the fleshlight over the head of his cock, and slowly slid it down—the textured interior sending shivers up his spine—until his whole length was enveloped. He bit down on his lip to hold himself back from moaning out loud. With how pleasured he felt, one would’ve thought this had been his first time masturbating in years.
Then he slowly slid the clear pussy back up his length, until his tip was just resting at the entrance. His dick twitched at the sensation as precum pooled out from his slit. With his bottom lip caught between his teeth and his free hand clenching the bed sheets, Intak started slowly pumping the toy over his length.
Breathing heavily through his nose, he gradually picked up the pace, speeding up the flicking of his wrists. At this point, he could already feel the orgasm building up within him, much sooner than it normally would. But then again, going weeks without getting off like this was far from a normal situation for Intak.
With his head tilted back, staring into the ceiling with unfocused eyes, he started bucking up into the silicone sheath. He couldn’t hold back the whine that escaped his lips as he tried to hold himself back from cumming too soon. He kept the speed of his thrusts at a consistent pace, revelling in the way he kept him just on the cliff edge of orgasming, that sweet spot he just loved to relish in
On one thrust, he withdrew his dick too far, and it slipped out of the toy’s hole. He whined at the loss of sensation, quickly repositioning his dick so he could continue to chase his climax, this time pushing himself into the tighter entrance of the toy’s asshole. This hole felt like a vice gripped around his cock, and the different texture set his nerves on fire, sending tingles throughout his body. He groaned as he continued to chase his orgasm, driving his dick deeper and deeper into the fleshlight. He’s so close to cumming, it feels like his dick could explode. His thrusts became sloppy and erratic as he felt his climax edge closer and closer, until Intak thrusted as far as he could into the toy, unable to hold back his moans, as his vision went blurry and hot cum spilled from his cock, filling up the cavity of the toy, spurt by spurt. His body shook with each wave of his release, the pleasure vibrating throughout his bones.
Once he came down from his high and could see a bit clearly again, he continued to lazily grind into the toy, trying to milk out the remainder of his release. Chest heaving and head thrumming, he ran his fingers through his sweat-soaked bangs and collapsed onto the bed. And with his dick still buried to the hilt, the post-nut clarity hit him, shit, how was he gonna clean his cum out of his fleshlight if Keeho’s in the bathroom right now—
Just then, Intak heard the bathroom’s sliding door rattle open and heard Keeho’s voice chuckle from behind him.
“Well, it was about damn time.”