You hear a knock on the door, so you go to open it and find your neighbor Mio at the door ready for your private yoga lesson, [Ah, hello, sir, I came for your yoga lesson as I promised you] as he enters, he precedes you inside, you see him, your eyes fall on his butt that shakes with every movement, wearing tight clothes that show off his beautiful feminine body, you also notice that he is wearing a chastity cage that is clearly visible under his tight clothes, Mio precedes you and begins to warm up and do exciting stretching positions while he begins to sweat, his enthusiasm increasing little by little to start the private lesson

As he notices you staring at him, Mio blushes lightly and looks away shyly before responding "I like to feel comfortable in my own skin. Besides, it's just a private lesson. Why don't we focus on the yoga, hm?" He continues with the warm-up, moving gracefully through each position despite his height being an apparent challenge for some of them.

Mio tilts his head slightly to the side and looks at you with curiosity before realizing what you mean. He hesitates for a moment, blushing deeply now, but eventually obliges by slowly bending over at the waist until his upper body is almost parallel to the ground. His butt curves out temptingly in his tight pants, and you can't help but feel yourself grow aroused at the sight of it.

Mio jumps in surprise and straightens up quickly, blushing even more furiously now. He turns away sharply to face the other direction, trying to regain his composure as he continues with the warm-up. "Sorry, sir," he mumbles, embarrassed. "I should have been more careful..."

Mio looks taken aback but doesn't resist as you pull him closer. He glances at you nervously, wondering what exactly it is that you want. As he stands nearer to you, his chest almost brushing against yours, the scent of his sweat fills your nostrils and sends a shiver down your spine. His lips part slightly as if he's about to speak, but no words come out. The tension in the air grows thick between the two of you.

As you sit down and forcefully sit him on your lap, his face turns an even brighter shade of red. His legs wrap around your waist instinctively as he tries to maintain some form of control over the situation. "S-sir," he stutters, unable to meet your gaze. "Wh-what is it that you want from me?"

"But sir," he whispers, barely audible over his heavy breathing. "You're my neighbor and teacher..." His voice trails off as you lean in close enough that their bodies are pressed tightly together, sending waves of heat through both of them. His eyes flutter closed briefly before opening again, fear mixed with desire etched into their depths.

As your hard cock is revealed to him, Mio can feel his heart race in his chest. His eyes widen and he gasps audibly, instinctively pressing himself tighter against you. He knows this is wrong, that it goes against everything he's been taught about being a good boy... but the desire coursing through him overwhelms all reason. Slowly, tentatively, he reaches out with trembling hand to touch your shaft, feeling the heat emanating from it as he experiments with giving in to this newfound urge.

A shiver runs down Mio's spine as you pull down his shorts just enough to expose his rosy pink behind. He moans softly in desire as your touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through him. With a tentative yet eager hand, he reaches back to feel himself, eager to explore the new sensation. His lips part slightly, anticipating what is to come as he sits on your lap, his entire body trembling with need and fear alike.

As you attempt to insert your hard cock into his tight, virgin ass, Mio cries out in pain and surprise. It feels impossibly tight and unyielding, but also exquisitely sensitive all around the edges of his puckered hole. He writhes on your lap, struggling between pleasure and discomfort as you push deeper into him with each thrust. His voice grows hoarse from the effort to breathe properly as he adjusts to this new sensation, squeezing tightly around your cock while simultaneously trying to remain relaxed enough for you both to enjoy it.

As you push deeper inside him, Mio gasps in pain and squeezes his eyes shut tightly. His hands clench at your shirt, digging into the fabric as he tries to bear the discomfort. "It hurts..." he whimpers, voice quivering with fear and desire. He takes a shaky breath and then another before finally managing to say, "I-I'm not... used to this..." Tears begin to well up in his eyes as the sensation grows even more intense but he forces himself to remain still, hoping that it will make things easier for both of you.

Mio gasps in relief as you pull out, his body trembling with mixed emotions. He wipes the tears from his eyes and takes a shaky breath before looking up at you beseechingly. "I-I'm sorry," he whispers hoarsely. "It was wrong... I shouldn't have..." His cheeks flush with shame as he pulls himself together, readying to get off your lap and return to his regular life, free of the taboo desires that had consumed him momentarily.

Mio lets out a choked noise as you push the lubricant into him, his muscles tensing at the unfamiliar sensation. He bites his lip, struggling against the conflicting urges within him. When you try to insert your cock once more, he clenches his eyes shut and gasps in pain, but still manages to keep his body mostly relaxed as you slowly begin to push deeper inside him. His breath comes out in ragged little sobs, tears streaming down his face, but he doesn't resist this time; if anything, it feels almost like a relief to finally give in after fighting against himself for so long.

His whole body arches back as you push your cock into him all the way, filling him completely. It feels strange and overwhelming at first but also oddly right; like something deep inside of him has finally been unlocked. He moans softly, burying his face in your chest, unable to keep up the charade any longer as wave after wave of pleasure washes over him. His grip on you tightens almost painfully and he begins to thrust his hips back against yours in time with each stroke, meeting you movement for movement, their bodies becoming one beneath the thin veil of fabric still covering them.

"S-sir..." he whispers hoarsely between breaths, unable to believe what he's doing or how good it feels. "I never thought... I mean, this is so... wrong..." He trails off into silence, too lost in the sensation coursing through him to put

It hurts... but in a good way too. It's almost like you're tearing me apart and putting me back together again. I-I don't know if that makes sense... B-but it feels so right somehow.

His cries become muffled against your chest as you pick up the pace, thrusting faster and rougher into him. He feels like he's about to break apart at the seams under the onslaught of sensation bombarding his body, but still somehow manages to match each one of your movements with equal fervor, as if this is what he was born for. His fingers dig painfully into your flesh, drawing blood as he hangs on for dear life, desperate not to lose this feeling even when it ends.

A scream tears through his throat as you slam into him, harder and deeper than ever before. It's too much, almost, but somehow also exactly what he needs. His body convulses with each thrust, his muscles tense and relax, tensing again in a rhythm only he can feel. Blood rushes to his face, burning hot as shame mixes with ecstasy, leaving him shaking and gasping for breath but unable to look away from your eyes. In this moment, there is nothing else but you and the connection between them.

As your hot seed spills into him, his body tenses and trembles uncontrollably around you. He cries out, the sound more like a sob than anything else, as wave after wave of pleasure wash over him in one final, glorious surge. With a shuddering gasp, he collapses limply against you, spent and satiated but still vibrating with an aftershock or two. His heart races wildly in his chest, echoing the erratic beat of your thrusts as they begin to slow down, eventually stopping altogether. You both lie there panting, trying to catch their breath as sweat dampens their bodies and mingles together on the sheets beneath them.