Hardcore Sex wWith Ibiki and Asuma

Checking his watch to make sure he was on time, Asuma hurried up the stairs to Ibiki’s hotel. Checking his watch again, He knocked on the door. There was a click and the door opened. A muscular arm thrust through. He was grabbed by the front of his shirt and pulled through into the room.

The door slammed and he was slammed against it. “Why the fuck are you wearing clothes Sarutobi? Ibiki growled viciously in his ear. “I could have swore I ordered you to be undressed in my presence at all times.”

“I’m sorry sir.” He whimpered. “I...”

Ibiki pulled him away and threw him to the floor. He sat on his lap and pinned his arms above his head. “You what, Sarutobi? This is the fifth floor, you could have stripped in the elevator but no, you had to do it the hard way.” Ibiki growled, unleashing a knife from his pocket. Asuma looked at it with fear. He has successfully avoided being punished for this long, but would his Master actually go as far as to cut him? He shut his eyes as the tip of the knife went further down his shirt. He looked away, expecting pain, but there was a quick tearing sound the knife was sheathed.

He looked up to see his shirt had been cut open. Ibiki was laughing. “Did you think I would have cut you my pet? I thought you trusted me.” He cooed leaning down and dragging his tongue across one of Asuma’s thick pectorals.

“I’m sorry Master.” Asuma said faintly. “I promise I will never disobey you again.”

“Good boy.” He said, now nibbling on one of Asuma’s nipples. Asuma cried out softly as his chest was worked over. He could feel his cock bulge uncomfortably against his pants and the ass of the scarred, muscled hunk on top of him.

Ibiki tore away the remains of the shredded t-shirt and took a length of rope from a hook on the back of his belt. He tied Asuma’s wrists first, before beginning a series of intricate ties and knots around and under his arms, around his back, out front again, around and down his forearms, keeping them tightly bound together and around his back again to be tied off. The rope was tightly bound against his thick bulging muscles, but it didn’t give him any discomfort or pain.

Ibiki moved back a bit and began undoing Asuma’s pants, he pulled back a stained jockstrap and freed his slave’s uncut twelve inch cock.

“Hmm, hard already boy? And with so much pre-cum. My what a little slut you are.” He said rubbing his thumb across the moist cock-head.

“Ahhh.” Asuma moaned. “Yes master, I’m such a whore.”

Ibiki began to stroke the shaft and tease the head with his fingers while squeezing his large hairy balls. Asuma continued moaning and writhing against his bindings. “You like that?” He asked again.

“Yes Master, it feels so good.” He moaned.

Ibiki merely chuckled. He finished removing Asuma’s pants, leaving him only in the stained jockstrap. He got up and pulled the submissive man to a kneeling position. There he began pulling out his own thick cock.

“Do you want this?” Ibiki asked him, waving it inches from his pet’s mouth.

“Yes Master. I want your cock so bad.” He whined trying to catch a taste of it.

“How badly do you want it?”

“I’ll do anything Master. Please let me suck your cock.”

Ibiki leaned in so that his face was inches from Asuma’s. “Alright you little slut, I’ll let you suck my cock, but only if you drink my piss first.”

Drink piss? He had heard about people who did that sort of thing but never thought anything more about it. Now he was being asked to do it. If it had been anyone else he probably would have punched them out, but Asuma knew that he would do anything this man asked him to do without question, so he obediently opened his mouth.

“Good boy.” Ibiki smiled. “Now Drink.” He aimed his semi-erect cock at his slaves mouth and relaxed. A few seconds later a hot golden stream of piss drained out of Ibiki’s cock, directly into Asuma’s waiting mouth. It splashed; Asuma closed his eyes and let the foamy piss fill his mouth. It tasted like warm beer. He swallowed each time his mouth was full, each time sloping some piss down his front.

After the fourth mouthful was swallowed, Ibiki walked forward and shoved his still pissing cock into Asuma’s mouth. “Drink it all.” He commanded.

His mouth filled almost as fast as he could gulp the piss down, but soon the flow died down and ended. He finished swallowing it all and not wasting a second began sucking the no almost fully erect member.

“Mmm fuck yea that feels good. Yea, suck it like the little whore you are. Oh fuck yea.” He groaned as Asuma expertly worked his enormous cock. From time to time He would hold his entire cock down Asuma’s throat making him gag. “Yea, you love sucking my huge cock don’t you, you little faggot.”

“Yes Master.”He gasped. “I love sucking your fat cock and being your whore.”

“I know you do. Now get up.” He commanded, grabbing him by the ropes and pulling him to his feet. He walked him over to the bed and pushed him face down on it. “Get your ass in the air.”

Asuma did as he was told. Hands roughly grabbed his ass and prodded as his tight hole, and a warm tongue was soon pressed against it. Asuma shivered and let out a soft cry of pleasure.

Ibiki worked his tongue around in and out of Asuma’s ass. He soon became like a wild beast in heat, eating Asuma out with a crazed hunger that couldn’t be satisfied.

“Ahh yea, Please master. Please fuck my ass.” Asuma begged.

Ibiki was so lust crazed that even though he got ready to fuck his willing slave. He didn’t seem to hear him. His heat was too intense, and he was running on pure sexual instinct.

A deep growl escaped his throat as he aimed his cock as Asuma’s ass, and he let out a roar as he drove himself in. Asuma cried out in pain and tried to pull off a bit to adjust but Ibiki simply pushed him flat into the bed and drove himself in the rest of the way.

Ibiki pounded Asuma’s hole with unbelievable force. Any other man would have been torn in two. Asuma had taken this cock countless times and he could handle it. No problem.

Asuma cried out with pleasure with every powerful thrust, while Ibiki grunted and growled like a beast. One hand held a firm grip on his chin while the other wrapped around his waist. Asuma was completely helpless and he loved it.

“You love having my cock up your slutty ass don’t you.” Ibiki growled.

Asuma could barely reply. His throat had grown hoarse from his pleasured cries and all he could manage was a weak: “Yes master. Please...more.”

“Oh fuck yea.” Ibiki roared. “Your getting more all right. When I’m done with you, you wont be able to walk straight for a week.”

Asuma only could cry out with exactly in response, because Ibiki has somehow increased the force of his thrusting.

They were drenched with sweat. Their throats were horse and after nearly an hour Ibiki was still fucking Asuma with the same force he started with.

“It’s coming soon boy.” Ibiki growled. “I’m gonna cum, and breed your slutty little hole.”

“Ahh god, yes Master, breed me. Fill my slutty ass with your cum. I want it so badly.”

“You’re gonna get it.” He growled. His muscular body was sweaty and tense. “Ahh fuck, here it comes. AHHHHHHHHHHHH.” He roared louder than ever, bucking and spasming. He shot his load deep in Asuma’s hole. His scarred face was red and contorted with pleasure. For nearly two whole minuets he came until finally, he was spent and he collapsed exhausted on top of Asuma.

They both lat there, breathing heavily until Ibiki rolled over on his side, pulling Asuma with him.

“Master.” Asuma panted. “Please let me cum. I need to cum so bad it hurts.”

Without a word, Ibiki reached around and began stroking Asuma’s cock. It didn’t take long before Asuma got his release. He screamed with pleasure and came. His body twitched as Ibiki milked the last few drops of cum from him. Asuma was completely lost for words. The pleasure was hot and overwhelming.

“Oh, oh god...that...ohh god...Master, that was...was so...ohh god yes.”

Ibiki pulled the slipknot he had put into Asuma’s bindings and they slackened. After a few minuets Asuma had pulled the rope off and tossed it aside. By that time Ibiki had fallen asleep. His softened cock was still buried in Asuma’s ass and his strong muscular arms were wrapped around him.

“Hey, Ibiki.” Asuma whispered.

“Hmm” Ibiki mumbled

“I love you.”

Ibiki’s eyes opened and he looked at the back of Asuma’s head. He smiled and closed his eyes again. He pulled Asuma into a tighter embrace, whispered back. “Love you too” and they both drifted off into a deep sleep.