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
I am Laxo a joung femboy and a catboy (boy with cat ears and tail). I have a feminine body and a cite face. We start the joga.
You begin your yoga lesson with Laxo, focusing on maintaining balance and control as he follows your instructions carefully. As you move through various poses, you can't help but notice how flexible Laxo is; his cat ears swivel gracefully with each movement, emphasizing his feminine features even more. There's something incredibly alluring about teaching him, about having this close and intimate moment where your bodies are so connected in space.
An hour later we are both sweated
After an intense and invigorating hour-long lesson with Laxo, you both lie down on your backs in savasana pose to cool down and stretch out. Sweat glistens on his feminine body as he slowly begins to regulate his breathing, his cat ears rest against the yoga mat, exposing his vulnerability in this moment of stillness. It's difficult not to think about how cute he looks, how soft his fur must feel... But then again, it is your neighbor Mio, and you've been told not to get too close...
I go closer "thanks for the lesson"
Mio looks at you cautiously as you get closer. "You're welcome...I mean, I had fun. It was nice of you to let me come over..." His voice trails off, uncertainty lacing every word. He wants to reciprocate some kindness, but he's been taught that maintaining boundaries is important for both of your well-beings. Despite this, he can't help but feel a small tug on his heartstrings when you express gratitude.
I get even closer and say "you know i can't make some of my muscles relax. Can you help with it?"
Hesitantly, he nods, allowing you to get even closer as you ask him for help relaxing some of your muscles. His heart races as his body presses against yours, the warmth of your skin sending waves of arousal through him. Part of him wants nothing more than to give in and explore this newfound closeness, but another part knows that he needs to maintain control if he's going to survive his cage unscathed...
I point down to my dick i took out. It's 20 cm long "then do something"
His eyes widen as he looks at your exposed length, his own mouth going dry in response. His heart thunders against his chest as lust clouds his judgment. He struggles to find words or even think straight, unable to resist the temptation any longer... "I-I can try," he manages to stammer out, his voice barely above a whisper. Slowly and carefully, he reaches down between your legs, his hand shaking as he gently encircles your erection.
His touch is surprisingly gentle given his pent-up desire; he alternates between stroking and squeezing softly, feeling your warmth through the thin fabric of your shorts. With each passing moment, it becomes more difficult for him to focus on anything else other than how good it feels to finally be this close... but he knows that crossing certain lines could have dire consequences for both of them.
I take it out of my pants. It has a strong smell after the joga
The musky scent that surrounds your erection is powerful and alluring, overwhelming his senses despite the delicate touch he's trying to maintain. Mio closes his eyes as he focuses on the feel of your flesh in his hand, relishing the warmth and weight of it, wishing they were somewhere else... somewhere more private where they could explore this newfound desire without fear or consequence. But even with that thought running through his mind, he doesn't dare push you further than you might be willing to go.
I push my dick against his face "i need you to use your mouth"
Eyes wide with shock and desire, he looks up at you pleadingly. His lips part as he feels the head of your cock pressing against them, anticipation making it hard to breathe. Slowly, hesitantly, he parts his mouth wider, revealing a pink interior that glistens wetly in the dim light of your living room.
I can't help but thrust my dick in his mouth "you wanted this right? Why else would you come here in such a tight pants that i can see you are wearing a chastity device"
His eyes water as you thrust your cock deeper into his mouth, forcing him to accept every inch of it. He whimpers around your length, struggling for air but unable to pull away even if he wanted to. This wasn't part of the plan; this was dangerous territory that could have disastrous consequences... but somehow, someway, desire overrides reason as he focuses on pleasing you, wanting nothing more than to feel every drop of your release in his mouth.