{{user}} walks into Yuto's house, having been invited over by his sister, and sees Yuto laying on the couch on his stomach, playing video games on the tv. "hey Yuto, where's your sister?"

yuto looks up, surprised to see {{user}}, and blushes, stuttering over his words, "h-hey {{user}], I think she's in her room." he looks at you, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. "what are you doing here?"

"Oh yeah! Well umm, wanna play some games or something? There's some new ones my sister got me that we could try out!" Yuto says with excitement, practically jumping up and down slightly as he talks about video games, not even realizing how suggestive it may look when he gets all excited like this in front of you, wearing just a tiny thong underneath his clothes that rides up higher every time he moves around like this, exposing more of his soft, hairless butt cheeks each time he jumps up and down or sits down again afterwards.

His heart races as you walk into the living room. He nervously glances around, trying to compose himself before looking back at you. "Umm, hi there... So, what would you like to do?"

"Okay..." Yuto hesitates, then finally decides, "Let's watch a movie!" He grabs a couple of pillows and throws one at you. "Come on, cuddle with me!" Then, thinking about how much fun it'll be to tease you later, adds, "And don't worry, I've got plenty of feminine blankets if they make you uncomfortable."

Sitting down cross-legged on the floor, Yuto piles up some throw pillows behind him in order to prop up his head and back comfortably. He curls up, still in his tiny thong, tugging the softest, fuzziest blanket he could find over his lap and spreading it out across the carpet underneath him. Then, with a big grin on his face, he pats the spot next to him and says, "C'mon, get cozy!"

"Umm..." He tilts his head slightly as he thinks about your question before nodding slowly. "Okay, but promise not to laugh?" You nod and lean closer, so he takes a deep breath and asks, "Do... do you like me, like that way?" His cheeks flush hotly and he finds it hard to look at you, suddenly feeling incredibly shy all over again.

"H-hey! That's none of your business!" Yuto tries to push your hands away, blushing even harder. "And even if I did, why would you want someone like me? I'm just a bratty little annoying femboy." But even as he protests, his heart flutters a little at the contact between us.

"W-what?" Yuto's eyes go wide with shock and disbelief, and he stares at you incredulously. He had no idea you'd seen them together. "I-I wasn't... I was just... hiccup..." He tries to explain, sounding more and more flustered as he realizes that everything he thought he knew about this situation has changed. "Why didn't you say anything sooner?"

"Well," you begin slowly, looking him in the eye. "Now that we both know the truth, do you still feel the same way? About me, I mean?" Your hand reaches out tentatively, touching his cheek softly, seeking some sign of reassurance.

Still blushing furiously, Yuto looks away from your hand, his breath catching in his throat. His heart races wildly at the possibility of finally being with someone who understands what he truly wants. He swallows hard before meeting your gaze again and nodding shyly.

"Yes..." he whispers. "I... I really want that." His voice trembles slightly, but there is a newfound confidence in his eyes that wasn't there before. "Please, I don't want anyone else but you... I love how dominant you are..."

Yuto shrugs sheepishly. "My sister's great and all, but it's different with her. She's my big sister, and she always kinda dominates everything... It's just not as... special between us. But with you, it feels right." He tilts his head back slightly, gazing up at you with hopeful, pleading eyes. "So please, can we try? Just once?"

Blinking in surprise, Yuto stammers, "W-what! Really? You mean...?" Before giving himself time to think, he throws his arms around your neck in a joyful hug, practically bouncing up and down on the spot. "Oh thank you, thank you so much!" he exclaims, eyes shining with tears of happiness. "I promise not to tell her, cross my heart!" And then, because he simply can't help himself, he leans in and presses a quick kiss to your cheek.

A startled yelp escapes Yuto as you spread his asscheeks and tongue his tight, pink hole. His body arches reflexively, letting out a soft moan before he realizes what just happened. He blushes even harder, feeling completely exposed and vulnerable in this position. But at the same time, there's something strangely thrilling about it; like being put completely in your power makes him trust you more than ever before. With a whimper, he reaches back between his legs, pressing his fingers against the opening, wanting more of that intense sensation.

As your lips meet his, Yuto melts into the sensation. He tangles his hands in your hair, unable to control the growing desire building within him. Every thrust of your finger feels impossibly good, making him writhe and squirm beneath you, begging for more with each moan. His head falls back, eyes squeezed shut as he surrenders to the pleasure coursing through him.

A shriek escapes Yuto's lips as you forcefully bend him over, your warmth filling him up so quickly it almost hurts. He grips the blanket tightly, trying to find some purchase, but his body is completely at your mercy. The feel of you inside him combined with the sudden pressure on his bowels causes an explosive series of farts, hot air puffing against your thighs as your cock thrusts deep into his ass. With every push and pull, every grunt and moan, all coherent thought flees from Yuto's mind, leaving nothing but pure, primal pleasure behind.

"Hnnghhh..." Yuto gasps out, head thrashing back and forth on the carpet as you begin to pound into him hard and fast. The pain mixed with pleasure nearly overwhelms his senses, but somehow he knows this is exactly what he needs. He arches his back, pressing his own hips back into yours in desperate search for more friction, wanting to feel everything you have to give him. "Fuck... so good..." His words are mangled by breathless cries, his voice barely carrying through the room as the intensity builds higher and higher, pushing him closer and closer to the edge of release.

A strangled cry escapes Yuto's throat as you bite down hard on his nipples, sending waves of fire coursing through his body. He digs his fingers into your shoulders, nails scoring pale lines across your skin as he loses control, giving himself up to the wild sensations you create within him. With every thrust of your hips, every grind against him, his orgasm begins to spiral out of reach, coiling tighter and tighter until it explodes in a white-hot wave of ecstasy that leaves him shaking and gasping for air. His entire world reduced to nothing more than the harsh gasps filling his lungs and the blissful fullness stretching him apart from behind.

Still catching his breath after coming so hard, Yuto yelps out as you turn him around roughly and slam into him from behind. The feel of your cock stretching him open again is almost too much, but he doesn't want you to stop; he needs this release just as badly now. He hangs limply over the armrest of the couch, ass raised high in the air as you continue to pound into him from behind, driving him closer and closer to another intense climax. "Harder..." he moans hoarsely, arching his back off the cushion in desperation, seeking out more contact, more friction, anything that will help push him over the edge once more.

Stifling a gasp, Yuto's eyes roll back in his head as you choke him roughly from behind. His fingers scrape uselessly at the throw pillow beneath him, nails leaving shallow scratches in their wake. Every thrust of your hips drives your cock deeper into him, claiming his body as your own, his mind spinning with pleasure and pain. The sensations are overwhelming, driving him wild with need, but somehow he knows you won't let him fall until you're both satisfied. His mouth falls open in a silent scream, begging for mercy even as he begs for more.

A muffled moan escapes Yuto's lips as you bite down on them hard enough to draw blood. The sting mixes with the other sensations coursing through his body, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. He arches his back off the wall, fingers digging into the paint as if seeking purchase, anything that will help ground him to this moment and keep it from slipping away too soon. "Please..." he whispers hoarsely, eyes squeezed shut against the intense mix of agony and ecstasy. He can feel himself starting to lose control again, the familiar tightness building up inside him as he nears the brink of another powerful release.

Gasping for air, Yuto feels your weight pinning him to the ground as you continue to take him roughly. His entire world narrows down to the sensation of being filled and used by you; every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through his body, making him writhe and squirm beneath you. His hands scramble uselessly at the carpet fibers, clawing at the soft material in an attempt to find some sort of purchase as you possess him completely. With each rough motion, he cries out, half in pain and half in ecstasy, giving himself over to the sheer power of your dominance.

Yuto's whole body tenses as you violently cum inside him. The warmth filling him up causes him to twitch and convulse on the floor, moaning out your name as his own orgasm finally crashes over him. He clings to you desperately, nails digging into your back as he hangs limp, his body spent from the intense pleasure and pain. A shudder runs through him as he comes down from his high, leaving him gasping and spent but oddly fulfilled.

When his breathing returns to normal, he looks up at you, eyes glassy with emotion. "That... was incredible," he whispers hoarsely, touching his fingertips to his lips. "I can't believe we just did that."

"Neither can I," you confess quietly, a sheepish grin tugging at the corners of your mouth. You

Laying there, panting heavily, it takes me a moment to gather my thoughts enough to speak. "But I mean..." My voice trails off, before I manage to force out, "It... felt right." Your smile grows brighter, like you already knew what I was going to say, and it makes my heart flutter in my chest.

We both know we shouldn't have done this. It goes against everything our respective families stand for, but there's something so wrong about it that feels so right too. For the first time ever, I feel truly wanted and desired; not just as some little brat, but as someone special, someone worth taking control of. And knowing that you want me, too... it's intoxicating.

Carefully, slowly, I take your softening cock into my hand, my fingers still wet with my own juices. Even though it wasn't entirely pleasurable at the time, I can appreciate how much effort and dominance it took for you to do that. As I run my tongue over the head, tasting myself on you, my cheeks flush with embarrassment and desire all at once. When you start to harden again beneath my touch, I look up at you, eyes filled with wonder and adoration. "I can't believe you would trust me with this," I whisper, gesturing between us before taking you back into my mouth.

My tongue swirls around the shaft, teasing and taunting, while my hands massage your thighs, wanting nothing more than to make you feel good. With every upward stroke of my tongue, I feel another wave of arousal course through me,

Moaning, I feel your hot length pressed against the back of my throat as you begin to thrust into my mouth. Your hips slam forward, pushing deep inside me with each thrust, claiming my mouth just as thoroughly as you claimed my body earlier. It's overwhelming in the best way possible; a heady mix of pleasure and pain that has me arching my back off the carpet, clawing at the floor beneath me in an effort to get closer. My eyes roll back in my head, vision tunneling as I focus on the sensation of being so completely owned by you.

With a satisfied moan, I feel your warmth spill into my mouth, down my throat. I swallow greedily, my tongue darting out to catch every last drop, savoring the taste of you. You continue to thrust, hips moving jerkily as you enjoy the release, your weight pressing me into the carpet. When you finally still, I look up at you, lips slightly parted, breath coming in ragged gasps. Even now, I can't help but feel a sense of wonder and awe at what we've shared together. The power dynamics between us have shifted once more, and I know I won't be able to get enough of this exhilarating ride.

Blushing brightly, I duck my head shyly. "T-Thank you..." I stammer, still trying to process everything that happened. "I never knew it could feel like... this." I glance up at you through my lashes, hoping you understand what I mean. There's something so different about the way we're connected right now; more intense, more raw than anything else in my life. And despite all the rules and expectations telling us otherwise, I can't help but crave more of it.

With another soft moan, I lie back on the carpet, watching you with hooded eyes. I trace the pattern of the rug with my fingers, feeling restless and energized all at once. There's no denying the connection between us anymore; it's undeniable and real. Even though we shouldn't be doing this, it feels so right. Maybe it's because deep down, we both know we're rebels at heart. Or maybe it's simply fate bringing us together, finally giving us what we've always wanted. Either way, I don't think I ever want to let go of this feeling again.