The Last Concubine

hot hole, past the guardian ring of muscle to feel the smooth inner channel clench about him.
    With his teeth gripping his lower lip, Lan rode the fingers, his hips undulating with the thrusting movement.
    Seeing the profound effect he was having reminded Hüi of his own aching cock, hard and in dire need of attention. “Take me out,” he murmured in Lan’s ear.
    He sighed at the feeling of Lan’s hands fumbling under his long vest, finding the opening to his trousers, undoing them and at last the slide of skin against the palm of Lan’s hand.
    Keeping his fingers within the narrow passage, Hüi urged Lan to kneel up and lifted the barriers of clothing between them out of the way. At last he moved the silk panties as far to the side as he could and withdrew his fingers. “And now, my beauty, mount me and I will take you for a gallop.”
     
     
    L AN ’ S thighs trembled with the effort as he held himself above Hüi’s lap. Hüi positioned the tip of his cock against his pulsing hole, and Lan could feel the familiar protest of his tight muscles. He bore down just as Hüi thrust upward, and the head penetrated, sending a thrill of burning pain though Lan’s body. He gasped at the sudden stab of pain but knew it would soon pass.
    Hüi was patient, holding him up, his hands cupped around the cheeks of his ass, waiting until Lan began to breathe again. Lan felt his muscles relax with the passing of the pain and all at once felt as if his very being sucked Hüi’s cock inside him. He was fully impaled as he slid down the thick shaft until his buttocks rested against Hüi’s rough trousers.
    If anyone had entered the room at this point, it might have seemed indecorous to witness the two lovers in such a close embrace, but their clothing covered them completely. No one would have known that Hüi was fully buried within Lan’s body, if they could have overlooked the sensuous sighs that filled the air.
    Hüi’s hands tightened on his cheeks and lifted him. Lan rose and sank again upon the cock filling him completely. He felt completely and utterly possessed, taken and owned. When Hüi raised him again and he slid down upon the throbbing pole once more, he was filled with the exquisite sensation echoing throughout his body.
    Then Hüi raised him up and held him motionless in the air, inches above his lap, thrusting hard up inside him. “You are mine,” he growled, his hips moving faster and faster. Lan felt as if he might be sundered in two, but if his beloved desired to take him this way, he was willing. The feeling of submitting to Hüi’s pleasure only increased his.
    Finally, Hüi slammed up inside him three last times before the heat of his release flooded Lan’s channel. The hands gripping his buttocks relaxed their grip, and he came to rest, panting against Hüi’s neck although he had not come himself. But that didn’t matter. All that mattered was Hüi and his pleasure.
    They rested like that against each other for some minutes while Hüi’s breathing calmed. Then Lan was startled to feel one of Hüi’s hand leave his ass, traveling around his body under his clothing to grip his erection through his silk panties.
    “Shall I give you pleasure now, my Lan’xiu?” Hüi whispered, stroking his fingers lightly over the firm hot flesh hidden within the folds of fabric.
    “If it pleases you, my Lord.”
    “It does please me. It pleases me to make you await me and submit to my desires. I like seeing the pain I cause you on your face, knowing that you submit to it because I would have it so. I enjoy seeing that pain turn to pleasure, knowing you will bear it for me each time I enter your sweet body. I enjoy feeling the tight clench of your ass on my cock, knowing that you need this as much as I do.”
    Lan’xiu convulsed helplessly as he spurted within his panties as Hüi stroked him, cock still embedded within him, feeling used and yet valued and loved, though Hüi had spoken those words only once.
    He rested his head against Hüi’s shoulder and drifted in the dreamy afterglow, Hüi’s arm supporting him while one hand still curled around his limp cock.
    Finally, he felt Hüi start to shake. “What is it, my Lord?”
    “You’ll have to get off me. My leg is getting a cramp, and I’m going to fall out anyway.”
    Lan giggled and the tightening of his muscles made Hüi’s cock slip out. Stiffly, he moved to get up, with Hüi’s hand supporting him. “I should wash.”
    “No, don’t,”