And the Kink Goes On

Juugo: Wet and Wild

Saturday this week was a day off, and so on Friday after school, Kaiba stopped me at the lockers and said quickly. “The Mansion tomorrow at seven.” And as he turned to me, walking backwards for a few steps, he added, “A.M.” and spun off down the halls.
I watched him then turned to see if anyone else was around.
Grabbing my books, I hurried out the door and home.
Saturday morning, 7:01, A.M., I was standing at the door to Kaiba's house contemplating knocking on the door. As I lifted my hand, the door opened and Kaiba stood there, his arms crossed and his face set.
“You are late.” He said.
“I was here. I just wasn’t sure you really wanted me here. It isn’t regular.” I answered.
“Since when have we done anything that was regular out of school?” He asked as he stepped back and offered me entrance. “Mokuba is spending the day with the Yugi-crew. We have the whole place to ourselves and I don’t like to be bored. My company is doing too well, and I ran out of work, so if I don’t find something to occupy myself, I’m likely to overthrow Mattel.”
I winced at the suggestion as he led the way to the kitchen.
The cook was gone and the table had a tray full of cups and a pitcher of what looked like lemonade. Kaiba offered me a tall ice-filled glass of it and I drank half in the first gulp.
Kaiba smiled and matched me drink for drink.
After we finished the glass he refilled them and asked if I wanted to try the new video game that his company was putting out.
I stared for a minute before admitting I wasn’t very good at them. He just laughed.
“It’s an RP, a rip-off version of The Sims. You don’t have to be good at it,” he said and I nodded in agreement. “It should be fun, it is rated for teens.”
Two hours later we had both managed to turn our characters extremely gay and had them participating in various kinky pastimes.
Kaiba laughed as he indicated the empty glasses that he took back to the kitchen to refill.
I watched the frozen screen of the game on pause and smiled at the new side of the stoic teen millionaire.
Kaiba returned with not only full glasses, but a tray of sandwiches and some cookies. We continued our game with the addition of brunch and a chorus of laughter at the expense of Toki and Brad, our characters. Don’t ask; he named the guy Brad.
Lunch finished, we paused the game and took the remains of the food and drinks to the kitchen so his staff could deal with it later.
Two more full cups and we were headed up the stairs to play in one of the unused guest rooms, I assumed.
I noticed a door at the base of the stairs with a sign on it and another on the upper floor that matched. I asked Kaiba about them and he just shrugged.
“The plumbing is out of use; it won’t be working again until later today.” He said.
I stared at him open mouthed. “All of the plumbing?” I asked, mentally tallying all the cups of lemonade I had just drunk.
“Mostly all the toilets.” He answered opening a door and stepping through.
I followed, “How can a house this big have all the toilets out?” I said, stepping into the room.
“They’ll have them fixed today.” He said as if it were the most natural thing. “It’s not a new house, you know?” he asked turning on me and pressing me against he door, forcing it closed by the weight of my body against it.
I felt him push against me and his mouth moved to my neck, slowly breathing along its length and licking here and there as he went. I would have been great, except his hips pressed into my gut and I suddenly had a different need. One that he had just informed me I couldn’t deal with in this house.
“Um, Kaiba-san? I think I should go home.” I said, trying to break free.
“Oh, but we were just going to have some fun. Stay, Hiroto. Master wants it.” He insisted. I clenched my inner muscles and shook my head.
“No, you don’t understand. I need . . . .” I began.
“So, do I. I need you, very badly.” He said, undoing my pants and pulling them away from my filled organ.
“But, that isn’t what I meant. I need to go.” I said, hoping he would understand.
He pulled away and glared at me. His eyes had a deep lust and a wicked gleam.
Oh, he understood just fine. His hand lifted my cup to my lips and he smiled an evil smile.
“I know perfectly well what you meant. Now, drink up Hiroto. The fun is just starting.” And he pushed the bottom of the cup so that the liquid reached my mouth. I was watching his eyes and my mouth opened automatically and I swallowed a large gulp.
Between sips, gropes and kisses, I was soon stripped and the cup was empty. Kaiba put the two glasses on a dresser and pulled me to the edge of the bed.
He was still in his pants, but nothing else, and he reached into his pocket and pulled out something. It was about two inches long and jewel studded at the end. It was silver in color and shiny, too. I watched as he held it between his fingers pulling it oddly and then inserted the other end into the tiny slit of my raging hard dick. I felt every inch of the thing descending into me like the sounds of a previous visit. He stopped it just before it reached the jeweled head and he turned the tip slightly before pushing it the rest of the way. It got tight there and he was reaching into his pocket once more. This time he pulled out a strip of smooth leather and wrapped it just below the head, tightly.
It would hold my pee and the jewel in place for however long he needed.
“There, now you can control it till I am ready. And it looks sexy too.” He added placing a kiss near the jewel. I stared at it realizing this would keep me from accidentally releasing my water on him.
I was pulled to my feet as Kaiba undid his pants and dropped them to the floor. He carefully wrapped another leather strip around his own cock before pulling me to the attached bathroom and over to a huge walk in shower. I could put my whole bedroom in this stall and it was tiled in marble with gold spigots and handles.
“Now, what?” I asked as he turned and closed the glass doors.
“Now, this.” He said, pulling me close and kissing me deeply. His hands began roaming my body, pressing me close to him and his hips rolled our straining dicks together. It was fine and felt great until he moved his other hand down and was stroking firmly across my lower belly, pushing at my overfilled bladder and making it hurt in doing so.
Kaiba pulled a towel off the rack and tied it around my wrists, pulling them up and hanging them over a high faucet.
My abused cock complained of the need and the stud and collar kept me from granting it.
Kaiba suckled on my neck and I tried voicing my wants, “Mmm, Master please. It hurts. I have to go, please let me,” and I wasn’t sure if I meant home or just ‘go’.
Kaiba smirked against my neck, I swear I could feel it, and then continued to drive me crazy with kisses and sucks and rubbing against my ass, my balls and my gut. It went from need to want and back again so fast that I lost track.
My stomach hurt and my balls were tight, I wasn’t sure which would come first, my urine or my semen, but I needed to release one soon.
Kaiba pressed on and was rubbing his own body against me, too. I was sure he was just as bad as I was since he had matched me cup for cup and was pressing his dick against my thigh harder and harder.
“Gods, Master. Please, now. Can we do it now?” I begged as he groaned against my chest.
“Yes, now.” He moaned as he licked a path up my neck and behind my ear. I threw my head back to make room for his roaming tongue and pulled against the towels and shifting my hips against him.
He released me and stepped back, loosening the thong around his dick and pinching the end. “Watch me, Hiroto. Watch everything I do.” He said, holding the head and releasing a quick stream of yellow.
It hit me just off the center of my belly, near my navel ring and rolled warmly down my stomach. The bitter sweet smell rose to my nose and though I recognized it, it had never seemed erotic before. Kaiba held the tip again and his eyes hazed over as he released, then pinched then released again. The quick spurts struck against me at my hip my shoulder and just above my own straining dick. Then, he looked at me oddly before sliding his hand back and just holding it as his held back urine flowed over me from my chest down to my feet. It was warm and the scent grew stronger as it was coating more of my body, and then the stream died down until it was a bare trickle.
Kaiba sighed and stepped forward running his hands over my saturated body and breathing in the smell.
I closed my eyes as he carefully fondled my balls and his hand pressed against my still full bladder.
“Can you do that for me, Hiroto? And more. I want you everywhere. All over me.” He said and I opened my eyes once more.
I couldn’t speak; my words were trapped in the decadence that threatened to overwhelm me. It was a heady feeling, and I had to admit to myself that I wanted more. Much more. I nodded and Kaiba smiled reaching to untie my hands and let them fall to my sides. He dropped down to the tiled floor in front of me and began to undo the thong and carefully remove the stud.
My hand reached out to hold the tip and keep the flow from bursting forth. I looked down at him expecting him to rise, and found him looking back hopefully. I nodded again, aiming low and releasing the tip for only a second.
The small amount I let past my fingers hit him high on his chest and splattered back. It added to the already strong smell of the stall and spurred me on. I released more aiming lower and Kaiba shifted. I was aiming for his shoulders but his move had him caught directly in the face.
I stopped immediately afraid that he would freak, only to find his eyes had closed in anticipation of the strike and he looked blissful. I let go another spurt that landed on his chin and rode down his neck to coat the center of his chest and drive on to his rising penis.
I watched in fascination, as the warm flow seemed to enlarge the organ before my eyes.
Kaiba opened his eyes and looked at me.
“Higher, Hiroto. Just let go and keep it slow as you can. I will do the rest.” He said and I nodded again.
I let go of my dick and the steady stream began. I concentrated on letting it go slowly, not forcing it out, and the results seemed to work.
Kaiba felt it hit him and shifted in the stream, moving into it and letting it hit his face as he moved it back and forth under the deluge. I was nearly shocked as well as aroused, when he opened his mouth and took it in. He let the stream fill his rounded tongue before pushing it out and letting it drip down his chin.
It was embarrassing, and it was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
I was mortified and pleased with myself for finding it so, and when he smiled at me, I knew he was too.
It couldn’t last forever and I slowly ran out of force and the stream became a barest trickle as I depleted my reserves.
Kaiba stood and reached around to press our bodies together. It intensified the smell and the stickiness was erotic in its own way.
I was hard in no time and holding him close to me.
“God, Master. I want you.” I said, and he smirked at me.
“Yes. That is what I had in mind also.” He said, reaching for the soap and moving it behind me. I felt it rub at my crack and shifted my legs aside to aid him.
He stopped just long enough to bring it to his cock and push out enough of a dribble to wet the soap and return it to my waiting hole.
I felt it rub at me and then heard it hit the floor. Kaiba pressed his fingers in and the soap added the lubrication to the effort.
Soon I was writhing against the wall as he worked me, the smell making me more needy by the second, as it brought to mind the sight of my master with a stream of yellow filling his mouth and him smiling at me that way.
I could have come just there, but he turned me and pressed me against the shower wall as he reached for the soap and lathered up his need before pushing into me quickly.
I could still smell the pee and the soap all around me, I could feel his hard shaft moving into me and the sticky feel of my skin coated with Kaiba's urine.
It was more than I could take and I came against the wall, screaming out ‘Master’ as he rammed into me and his hands clutched at me.
I felt him stiffen and slam once more hard as he came and shot his other fluid into me.
Kaiba collapsed against me and we slid to our knees on the tile.
He wrapped his arms around me and held my back to his sticky chest, inhaling the air around us and the heady smells that we were engulfed in.
“God, that was intense.” He said, rubbing against me.
“That’s one way to describe it.” I offered.
“You taste like lemon candy.” He said, into my ear. I realized what he meant and felt my cheeks heat up. “I used artificial sweetener in the lemonade. I read that it comes through stronger than sugar. I think the article was an understatement. Gods, what a rush.” He added.
I had to read that, now!
“Shall we take another shower? A regular one, this time?” He asked.
I nodded and stood as he reached for the faucets, and the water rushed out to rinse away all evidence of our play.


:::Okay, there is another one. Anyone totally squicked yet????
Now, what can I try next? Hmmm.
I have been reading the reviews and am considering each and every suggestion. Some, I may do, others I may have to disappoint. Can’t really get into some things and though this whole story is actually kinda ooc for the characters, I have set them up to certain standards and I can’t bring myself to deviate from that, too far.
Like for who to bring in as a new party to their play.
Sorry, but I just can’t see the hikari’s with anyone other than their dark sides and that just leaves girls and Otogi and Jou. I don’t know the small characters well enough to use Varon or the others. So, I may have to go there.
No, I won’t be able to write a chapter about blood play, because that is my limit. Sorry. I can’t see the appeal to watching someone bleed or suffocate. No necrophilia for me, cause I don’t kill any characters that I like.
I have a few other things to add, and I hope no one is too disappointed.
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