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Kakashi has always had... unusual interests, when it came to sex.
He was never satisfied with any of his boyfriends, sex just not exciting him in the way everyone said it was supposed to.
He ruined more than one relationship when he got bored of average looking, average sized guys. They just couldn’t satisfy him the way he knew he needed. He spent more and more time looking at porn, focusing on the buff tops and fingering himself deep into the night.
And then, he stumbled upon a more... kinky genre of adult videos.
He hid under a blanket, phone muted and face bright red as he looked at the guys on screen, pale and lithe bodies, just like his, being spanked, whipped, gagged into submission. Suspender bars and nipple clamps, things he’d only learned the names of after some incognito research.
His cock ached, imagining all of those things being done to him, being forced to his knees and completely at the will of someone he was made to call “Master”.
It went on for months, the itch unscratched, unable to satisfy the need deep within him no matter how many one night stands he had. He was always on edge, waiting for something to snap.
So he did. Opening an incognito tab again, not even knowing what he was looking for, he set to research.
And he found something. After a lot of back door websites, links, posts that mentioned things offhandedly, he found a blog post talking about a party. A play party.
He wanted to go.
And so, the weekend came. The address led him to a club. It was in the basement, but its name was easy to find so Kakashi felt better about it.
Two guys stood at the entrance, a soft boom of music penetrating through the wall behind them. “Name?” one of them asked.
“Umm... it’s my first time here, so... “ Kakashi assumed he wouldn’t be on the list.
“Fine. Referral’s name?” They looked at him expectantly.
He gulped. “I don’t have one. I saw a post online...?” He was worried for a second they wouldn’t let him in.
The two men looked at each other, seemingly communicating silently about what to do. Finally, one looked him up and down, and shrugged to the other one.
“Fine, you can go in,” he said. Kakashi sighed in relief and rushed in.
Inside, the music was a touch louder. A girl stood behind a makeshift counter, wearing a leather bodysuit with a zipper at the front. It was pulled down low, exposing most of her cleavage.
“Hi! If I could ask you to sign in here, and pick a wristband! Is this your first time here? I remember faces pretty well, usually, unless I’m too drunk.” She was smiling, which eased Kakashi’s mind.
He signed it and then looked at the wristbands. He didn’t know much about the specifics of these parties, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out what red, yellow and green meant. How willing was he to accept an offer for... companionship?
He knew he told himself he was here just to watch, but after a moment of hesitation he picked yellow. He didn’t want to deny himself of any lucky opportunities. Even just the thought of doing something naughty stirred up his belly.
The place was actually much bigger and nicer than expected. He could see a drink bar with a dancing pole near it on a small podium, though it was empty tonight. People sat scattered around at tables or on couches. It looked like something between a club and a living room, only with more adult decoration, as well as little tables with water and supplies on every corner.
It wasn’t too dark or too crowded, but it was interesting seeing the different types of people. Kakashi stood there, taking it all in.
Women wore clothes that he could only describe as dominatrix-like, guys sat on leashes on the floor next to their masters, quite a few people were in varying degrees of nudity, but some were fully clothed too, making him feel not so out of place.
Kakashi couldn’t help but stare at a boy who seemed to be sitting on someone’s lap. But he was fidgeting too much, blush high on his cheeks and eyes distant, hips moving in a slow rhythm and Kakashi realized he was sitting on something else.
He blushed, feeling embarrassed. Not for looking, but for being curious. He wondered what it would feel like to be in his spot.
He found himself at a large booth after grabbing drinks. Kakashi was almost too shy to talk with anybody, but his excitement won over, choosing to mingle instead of hiding in the corner. There were quite a few people at the table already, welcoming him quickly, inviting him to join their drinking game. If the bottle landed on you, you either had to do a dare or drink.
It seemed to have been going on for quite a while already, none of the people drunk yet but all of them buzzed and touchy. Kakashi showed off his yellow wristband and it was silently decided that he would be up for dares.
The first time the bottle lands on him, a woman dares him to show off his chest, taking pity on his scared expression, and he blushes as he raises his sweater. His pink little nipples stiffen at the whistles he receives in return.
A guy asks if he can touch them and Kakashi... nods his head, not even believing it himself, staring at his lap in embarrassment. He lets out a little squeak as the guy licks his thumbs and places them both on Kakashi’s nipples, rubbing either which way. His fingers grab and twist as a parting gift, and Kakashi is mortified at the feeling of growing hard in his jeans. Not that anyone could tell.
Next round, he’s dared to sit on another man’s lap. He’s slightly older, bigger than him, and definitely more... gifted than him. He rubs his hard-on into Kakashi’s ass, and even though he’s mortified, he doesn’t hate it. He’s still blushing, not daring to look up as he gets bounced on the guy’s lap, a pair of sneaky hands reaching around his waist to rest at his inner thighs.
He can’t help thinking about the boy he saw a moment ago, wondering what it would feel like to cockwarm a stranger in plain sight.
He refuses most dares after that, not quite ready for the more raunchy stuff, choosing to drink instead. He was lucky he chose something non-alcoholic. Instead, he observes as the people around him let loose, showing him a glimpse of their world. Slowly, the party starts winding down, people retreating to private rooms. Right as Kakashi is about to stand and leave, he feels someone sitting down next to him.
He turns his head to see a man occupying his space, obviously rich, judging by his expensive suit and a strong scent of cologne. It’s not overpowering, but rather intoxicating. He radiates confidence with every move, smirking as Kakashi looks him up and down.
“Hey, beautiful. Looking for some company?” His voice is deep and raspy, smoke and alcohol on his breath. He’s sitting almost uncomfortably close but his body heat is radiating onto Kakashi and he can’t look away. He’s handsome. Really handsome.
“T-That would be great.”
The other man smirks again. “You have a pretty voice, baby.” Kakashi blushes, ducking his head down. Then the man leans down and rumbles right into his ear. “Want me to make you scream?”
Kakashi shivers, grabbing the lapels of his coat weakly as he starts to pull away. He still can’t meet the man’s eyes.
He wants it, god he wants it, the desire surprising him in its intensity. He was no stranger to one night stands, but he knew this would be different. This could be what he has always dreamed of. He struggled to find the words, heart beating frantically in a combination of fear and excitement.
He must have taken a bit too long to answer, because the man makes as if to leave. Kakashi quickly starts pulling on his coat, rambling.
“I... I’m just... it’s my first time here.” He blushes again as he says it, hyper aware of his surroundings and the people who are watching him being offered sex right here, right now.
The man hums, and reaches with his fingers to grab Kakashi’s chin, forcing him to look into his eyes. His hand feels sturdy and his grip is firm, and Kakashi’s mouth falls open just a little bit under the pressure.
“First time, huh? Hmm. You can just relax and let me take the lead then.”
Kakashi, still hesitant, bites his lip as he replies. “Can we stay here? I don’t want...“ He knows he is being too demanding, but he still doesn’t feel comfortable going to a private room tonight. That has other implications. He just wants to see what the man has in mind.
The man chuckles at him, grabbing his chin firmer and thumbing Kakashi’s lower lip. “Scared, huh? That’s okay, we can mess around here. You’re lucky you’re cute.”
Kakashi feels the tips of his ears getting hot. Wanting to show off, to provoke him a little bit, in a moment of confidence he stares right into the man’s eyes, at the same time sticking his tongue out and giving his thumb kittenish licks.
The man’s gaze drops down to look at the movement, and his gaze gets more intense.
He presses down, forcing his mouth open, then grabs Kakashi’s tongue with his thumb and forefinger, pulling on it just a little bit. Kakashi feels like he’s burning up inside, fire in his lower stomach reaching his pelvis, and he decides in that moment to let himself go completely to this man. To his own desires.
The man changes tactics, sticking his thumb further down Kakashi’s mouth, but keeping the rest of his fingers around his chin, so Kakashi is left gaping and drooling.
“Suck.” He didn’t even realize he was waiting for instructions, but now that they were given he closes his mouth immediately, sucking on the thumb and twirling his tongue around it. He’s a little too enthusiastic, but the man’s sharp focus on the movement leaves him wanting more.
“Someone’s eager,” the man says, switching the thumb out for two of his fingers. He leans in to nose at Kakashi’s neck, grazing his teeth against the point between Kakashi’s jaw and ear, and it’s all Kakashi can do to stop himself from whimpering.
He brings one hand up to grab the man’s wrist, working his tongue more vigorously and shoving the fingers into his mouth as far as they could possibly go.
The man looks at him again. “You’re a slut. I could tell from the moment I saw you. You can pretend to be shy all you want, but I know from the way you’re drooling on my fingers you wouldn’t mind if I grabbed you right now and fucked you on this table.”
Kakashi does whimper at that.
“What’s your name?” he asks, extracting his fingers from Kakashi’s mouth.
“Kakashi,” Kakashi whispers, not even thinking to give a fake name or ask the question back.
“Obito.” The man gives it to him anyway. “Do you want me to show everyone here what a desperate slut you are, Kakashi?” As he’s asking, his hand is moving down to Kakashi’s jeans, slipping underneath his loose shirt to rub his fingers, wet with Kakashi’s spit, against his hip bone.
Kakashi is hard by now, and he can only nod frantically as the man—Obito starts undoing his jeans.
People are still sitting across from him, and some of them are beginning to look interested. He shuts his eyes firmly, and focuses on the sensation of the other man reaching into his underwear and touching him.
He can’t help bucking into the hand, quickly placing his own over his mouth to stop himself from crying out.
Obito’s hands are big and dry, and Kakashi’s cock is pathetically leaking precum. He shouldn’t be getting so worked up already, but he can’t help it. Being touched like this in an, albeit controlled, public space, after years of fantasizing about it, is overwhelming.
He feels the pinpricks of people’s gazes, sharp on his skin, hears the murmur of the crowd all around him.
Kakashi can’t even think when Obito swipes his thumb over the sensitive head of his cock. He bucks his hips up, which prompts the man to torture him a little bit more, pressing down, rubbing it again and again, and it’s so intense so early on, and it hurts and Kakashi is about to—
Obito stops, leaving Kakashi on the edge, too much too soon, and chuckles at him again. Kakashi is breathing hard, chest rising up and down, heart pounding from the intensity of it all.
“You didn’t think I was going to let you cum so soon, right?” He’s up close in his ear again. “I haven’t even touched your pretty hole yet.”
Kakashi’s heart surges at that, cock giving a pathetic little twitch. Thankfully, lube is found at every corner at a party like this, and Obito has no trouble locating a bottle.
“I’m gonna have to lower your jeans, baby.” Kakashi nods, grateful to not be fully nude in front of strangers. Even if all the important parts are exposed.
Fuck. He is really about to do this.
He shuffles his jeans down to right below his ass, and before he can ponder on how Obito wants him, a hand is reaching under his knees and lifting them up and back against his chest.
“Hold,” Obito says, and Kakashi obeys.
The movement rides his jeans further down his thighs so he has more room to grab them, leaving him completely exposed and visible to anyone who decides to pass by. Thankfully, he can see close to nothing with his knees pressed up against his face.
His hole is fluttering, pale thighs feeling the cold air brushing against them. And then a finger. Obito is still leaning into Kakashi, but reaches one hand down and behind his legs, teasing him for as long as he can handle it.
“Look at you. Spreading your legs for a bunch of strangers like a little slut. Anyone could come over and fuck you right now, Kakashi, and there’d be nothing you could do about it. You wouldn’t even be able to see who it is.” Kakashi gulps, pressing his head back against the leather and shutting his eyes. The man’s fingers inch lower and lower, now wet with lube. “I bet you would love that, being fucked by cock after cock, filled with cum.” He starts circling Kakashi’s hole. “Your little hole would look so pretty, gaping open from pleasing so many cocks.” He shoves a finger in, knuckle deep. “But you’re mine tonight.”
Kakashi is breathing heavy again, cock rock hard. The finger hurts a little bit, but it is nothing he isn’t used to.
“I’d fuck your pretty little hole so good, Kakashi, you wouldn’t know what hit you.” He accentuates the point with another finger. Kakashi whines, clenching down and squirming in his seat.
Obito starts fucking the two fingers into him, occasionally biting at his chin and neck softly. Kakashi feels small, overpowered. Blissful.
It is good, but it’s not enough. A third finger is pushed into him and he moans, bucking his hips as much as the limited space would let him.
Obito pries his legs open and settles between them, hovering above Kakashi. “You want more, baby?”
Kakashi nods frantically in response, and Obito takes it as a sign to lift Kakashi’s sweater up and stuff it in his mouth. He starts circling his sensitive nipples, and now Kakashi feels truly and completely naked.
Obito twists, making him yelp in pain and pleasure, dropping the drool soaked shirt to cover the man’s hand.
He brings his gaze up to meet Obito who only smirks, looking right into his eyes as the fingers in his ass find Kakashi’s prostate, immediately attacking it while Kakashi squirms.
Overstimulated from both ends, he starts fucking himself down onto the man’s fingers, chasing release. He is panting loudly at this point, uncaring, holding himself up on weak arms for better leverage to take him deeper.
Obito leans into his ear. “Do you want to cum?” Kakashi nods. “Are you gonna cum on just my fingers? I didn’t even get to fuck you yet, baby. Such a slut, taking me in so good, I bet I could stretch you even further, you’d love that, right?”
Kakashi pants, frantically fucking himself down, trying to buck up against the man to get a little more friction on his neglected cock. Obito’s hand on his nipple keeps twisting and pulling, licking his thumb to make everything more slick and wet. He speeds up his fingers, pistoning them in and out of Kakashi’s hole and he can’t hear over the music, but he is sure it sounds loud and disgusting, the lube making the slide wet and sloppy.
Obito sees his breath shortening, his hips twitching out of rhythm, and whispers into his ear again, that deep, rumbly voice driving Kakashi crazy.
“You can do it, baby. Cum for me.”
Kakashi’s heart almost stops as he arches his back up and squirts cum all over his belly and inner thighs. Obito fucks Kakashi through it, only slowing down when Kakashi visibly relaxes, closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the leather seat to catch his breath. He pulls away, his fingers staying inside of Kakashi. Good. He’d hate feeling empty right now.
When he opened his eyes, the fingers started moving again, just a little bit. His cock twitched painfully but he paid it no mind.
“So... care to return the favor?” Obito’s voice sounded a little bit amused. He probably wasn’t used to fingering subs who offered nothing back. It wasn’t how things were done around here.
Kakashi nodded, then in a moment of stupidity looked at the man with hooded eyes and spread his lips open, sticking his tongue out just a tiny bit.
Thankfully, Obito understood and indulged him, licking into his mouth roughly and all but abusing it with his tongue. It was the kind of kiss that would have left Kakashi’s legs weak on a first date but. They were far beyond that. It was dirty and wet, and the man parted from him with a rough pull on his bottom lip.
“Usually I fuck my subs, but it’s your first time and you seem too weak for that right now.” Obito sighed. “It’ll do.”
Kakashi was just about to protest, saying that he wasn’t so fragile and innocent, but his body said otherwise, already feeling exhausted and overstimulated, and even if his cock twitched at the thought of being fucked again, he wasn’t sure he could handle it at the moment.
Obito pulled his fingers out slowly, wiping them off on Kakashi’s thighs before grabbing some wet wipes to clean him up, finally allowing him to drop his legs down and pull his pants up.
Kakashi’s brain felt like mush, but he felt good, content and relaxed and happy, so happy that he immediately dropped down to kneel before the man.
“Good boy.” Even Obito seemed a little surprised at how quickly Kakashi responded. He spread his knees, but made no move to unbuckle his pants.
Kakashi got the message, undressing him himself. He pulled his underwear down just enough for his cock to pop out, big and thick and just what Kakashi had always dreamed of. He started salivating at the thought of having it in his mouth.
He must have wandered at the size a second too long because the man rumbled above him, “What are you waiting for, slut? An invitation?”
That spurred Kakashi into action, wrapping both of his hands around the member and fuck, his hands looked so small and weak holding onto a bigger cock than his, the contrast of his pale skin to the man’s darker tone obvious.
He dragged his fists up and down, getting a feel of it, the weight heavy in his hands. He brought it towards his mouth, shuffling closer and gave an experimental lick right at the head.
Obito jerked his knee slightly in surprise, but didn’t reprimand Kakashi, letting him go at his own pace. He tasted salty and bitter, and Kakashi wanted more. He gave kittenish licks all around the tip, rubbing the length slowly with his dry hands.
He finally put the head in his mouth and even just that was too big and too thick on his tongue, spreading his lips open prettily. He swirled his tongue around, hearing a faint “fuck” from above him.
Kakashi started inching down further, taking more and more of the cock in his mouth, and by the time the tip was hitting the back of his throat he hadn’t even managed to fit half of it in.
So he kept going until he couldn’t anymore.
Up and down again, trying to impale himself further with each movement, coming up for a desperate breath each time. He started drooling, not getting enough time to swallow or even close his mouth.
His hands worked in tandem, stroking the part he couldn’t get to quite yet. And to think that he got off to deepthroating videos all the time, yet never had anyone big enough to practice on.
He regretted it now, wanting nothing more than to be choked by the cock in front of him, wanting his nose to touch Obito’s pelvis and to stay there, keeping his throat unbearably full for as long as he possibly could.
He came back up for another breath, tears appearing in the corners of his eyes as he pushed himself too hard, too eager to show how good he could be. But he couldn’t manage it quite yet.
As he took a little break, letting his hands do most of the work while he licked the underside of the head, he heard an unfamiliar voice above him.
“Obito! Hey man, long time no see.” He heard shuffling, felt someone standing next to his head. He was too tired to look. “Need help with that?”
Kakashi closed his eyes, bobbing slowly, savouring the taste. He didn’t much care for the conversation going on above him, but he did notice a hand in his hair that felt foreign.
He opened his eyes and glanced up, seeing Obito looking down at him, then to the right, noticing a new face. The man was dressed similarly, in a suit, but he looked younger. And he currently had a hand in Kakashi’s hair, pushing him ever so slightly down further onto the cock in his mouth.
Kakashi couldn’t find it in himself to mind much. He felt... not sleepy, but floaty, a little bit out of it. He closed his eyes again, letting the hand guide him, swallowing when appropriate. His hands kept working, stroking.
“He’s new?” The unfamiliar voice ask.
“First time.” Obito answered.
“Shit man, you struck gold. You could make a proper sub out of this one.”
Kakashi didn’t pay much attention to them, but his cock still twitched in his underwear at the words, leaking precum again. His knees ached, and the leftover lube in his ass was leaking out and making a complete wet mess out of him.
Without even noticing, he’d relaxed his throat just enough to get a few more inches in without breaking out into a coughing fit.
It was a strange sensation, feeling his throat loosen and tighten as it got fucked. But it wasn’t bad. In fact, Kakashi was pretty sure he could get used to doing this very, very often.
“I’ll make a cockslut out of him yet.” Kakashi moaned at that, the vibrations causing Obito’s hips to buck up but he took it flawlessly, opening up and sucking as he went back out.
The hand got more aggressive, bobbing him up and down quicker and quicker, and he loved it. Loved being out of control, at the will and mercy of someone else. He was just a simple cockslut, not remembering the last time he felt so happy and alive, pleasing someone with nothing in return.
Had Obito asked him to suck him off without finger fucking him before, Kakashi was pretty sure he would have still said yes.
He didn’t want it to end, ever, but soon enough he was being shoved onto the cock in front of him as aggressively as he could take it. He forwent swallowing again, slobbering and drooling and making disgusting, wet noises that only vaguely reached his ears.
When he heard a grunt above him, Obito saying “I’m gonna cum” with a strained voice, the other man waited until the very last moment to pull Kakashi back off of the cock roughly.
His open bottom lip was only just touching the cockhead, and his hands got to work quicker than his mind could catch up, stroking the full length, waiting for release.
Kakashi opened his teary eyes and met Obito’s gaze, then stuck his tongue out, just like he did when they first started talking.
With another grunt and a soft “fuck” Obito came, most of it landing on Kakashi’s tongue, some of it ending up on his upper lip or dripping onto his chin, but he tried to keep most of it in his mouth.
He squeezed every last drop of cum out of him, licking with the tip of his tongue for good measure.
Obito pulled himself free of his grip when he couldn’t take it anymore, buttoning up his pants quickly. The hand gripping his hair left him as well, and Kakashi was left kneeling there, not knowing what to do.
Obito leaned back and covered his eyes with his arms, breathing heavily, judging from the rise and fall of his chest. He only removed them when the other man said: “Looks like you got yourself a cumslut too, huh?”
They both looked down at him, and Kakashi was confused for a second. Did he do something wrong?
Obito chuckled at him, sucking in a sharp breath before leaning forward and grabbing Kakashi’s chin softly, making him meet his eyes.
“Do you want to swallow my cum, baby?”
Oh, right. Kakashi was still keeping his tongue out on display, all the cum still gathered on it, mixed with his spit.
He nodded softly, careful not to let any of it drip out. Of course he did.
“You can, baby. Go right ahead.”
Kakashi shut his eyes in gratitude, closing his mouth as well and swallowing. He couldn’t taste much at this point, just knowing that it was probably dirty and disgusting but he loved it.
“Good boy. Come here.” He felt himself being scooped up, knees too weak to support him for even a second before he was placed on Obito’s lap.
Obito held him around the waist carefully, caressing his neck softly and praising him.
“You’re a good boy. You did so well for me. Come here.” He pulled him down just enough to lick at his chin, cleaning him up before tissues were handed to him. He let Kakashi rest his head on his shoulder and waited until he felt less out of it. “Shh. You did so well, okay? You can relax now, I’m not going anywhere.”
Kakashi closed his eyes, his mind clearing as he came to. That was...something. He’d never been so dangerously spontaneous but he didn’t regret it one bit.
He just wished it wouldn’t end like this.
He swallowed heavily after a while and moved to stand up, feeling like his legs regained some of their strength. When he opened his eyes, he was hesitant to meet Obito’s.
“Are you okay to go home? We have lodging upstairs, I’d be happy to pay for you tonight so you can rest.” Obito sounded way less flirtatious, even sweet, now that everything was over.
“Yeah. I’ll just grab a taxi or something. Look...“ He didn’t know what to say. “I don’t really... know how this works...“ He trailed off.
“Well, I had a lovely time with you tonight. Let me give you my business card and we can meet in private or back here for another scene, if that’s what you want.”
Kakashi nodded and took the business card. Obito Uchiha. “Are you like, a dom, or something?”
He received another chuckle in response. “Damn, you really are new to this, huh. Yes, I am a professional dom. I come here just for fun, but you caught my eye. And for a good reason, it seems.”
Kakashi blushed. “Yeah. I guess... I’ll see you around?”
Obito smiled. “I look forward to it.
The door opened to reveal something akin to a high-end hotel room. Sterile, white walls, lavish decoration, and in the middle of the room a king sized bed. And in that bed, the man he’d just met a month ago at the party.
Kakashi moaned as soon as he heard the door unlock, writhing on the bed. Obito closed the door behind him as he took in the sight in front of him. Kakashi was lying on his back, naked body on display. His wrists were tied to the headboard by a pair of handcuffs, the skin around them bruising red. A black, silken blindfold covered his eyes.
In his mouth was a ball gag, stopping him from speaking any type of coherent thought, only able to moan and drool around it. His chin was sopping wet, his neck covered in marks. Obito’s doing.
Kakashi’s entire chest was red with extortion and sweat, but that wasn’t the best part of it.
At the foot of the bed was something that could only be described as a fucking machine. The contraption was placed on a small table, and to it attached a robotic hand that extended into a dildo. And that dildo was fucking in and out of Kakashi at a pace that could only be described as brutal.
“Did I take too long, baby?” Obito said as he approached the bed slowly, Kakashi squirming as if he was already anticipating Obito’s touch. He immediately shut off the machine when he reached the bed. “But you did so well, didn’t you?” He rubbed at Kakashi’s thigh comfortingly, the other man shivering, visibly relaxing with the machine shut off.
Kakashi whimpered in response to that, arching into Obito’s modest touch. Obito abandoned Kakashi’s thigh to approach the headboard, removing the blindfold, leaving him blinking against the harsh light. The moment Kakashi’s eyes focused, they found Obito, and Obito saw nothing in his eyes but relief and gratitude.
Removing the ball gag, Obito stroked Kakashi’s jaw, massaging it softly.
“Hey, baby. I got an important phone call earlier, but you were a good boy for me, right? I’m so proud of you.” He leaned down onto the bed to press a kiss on Kakashi’s cheek, and then on his lips. Kakashi was panting, but he managed to nod in response. “Was the machine fucking you good, baby? Did it hurt?” Obito asked.
Kakashi gulped. “It was... it hurt. But it was good.” His voice was scratchy and hoarse. “I missed you.”
He looked embarrassed to say it, but Obito wasn’t surprised. He smiled down at Kakashi. “Needy baby.”
Kakashi blushed, lowering his gaze and shaking his head.
Obito chuckled. “Do you want me to fuck you, baby?” he asked, not ceasing to pet Kakashi’s hair and press kisses all over his face. He deserved it for being such a good boy.
Kakashi moaned. “Please. I want your...want your cock. I can’t...”
“Okay, baby.” Obito stopped him. Kakashi never knew his limits. Always wanted more. “But under one condition.” Kakashi hummed. “You will tell me when it gets too much, okay?”
Kakashi met his gaze, his grey eyes glistening as he nodded. “Okay,” he whispered.
“Good. You are so good, baby. I’m so proud of you,” Obito said, pressing another kiss to Kakashi’s temple. “Do you want these off?” he asked, touching the handcuffs.
“On,” Kakashi said, biting his lip. His arms were growing numb, but he’d grown to like feeling out of control a little bit too much. Liked how weak and useless he always was the day after, Obito taking care of his every need, no question asked.
“Okay. Blindfold?” Obito asked next, and Kakashi surprised him by shrugging and saying: “However you want it.”
Obito nodded, kissing him a final time before grabbing the piece of fabric and tying it around Kakashi’s head carefully, covering his eyes.
Kakashi didn’t mind, a feral Obito above him a sight to behold, but being deprived of one of his senses brought a whole new dimension to how he felt every touch, how easy it was to get him riled up.
Obito trailed his fingers down Kakashi’s neck and chest, making goosebumps rise on his skin, circling his nipples and making him tense up in anticipation, but he took mercy and went further south down his torso.
He smacked his lips. “Oh, baby. How many times did the machine make you cum?” He swirled one finger into the mess that Kakashi had made on his stomach.
Cum pooled around his belly button, some of it leaking down his hips, amount too large for just one or two loads.
Kakashi’s spent cock twitched a little bit. Obito grabbed one of his nipples and pinched. “I asked you a question, Kakashi.”
Kakashi moaned, loud and high pitched, trying to escape Obito’s grip. “I- I don’t remember. I’m sorry. I lost count. I’m sorry.”
Obito sighed. “Well. I guess I didn’t ask you to keep count in the first place. That was my mistake, then. You did nothing wrong,” he reassured Kakashi, petting his flank.
Kakashi sighed, relaxing. Obito dragged a finger through the cum again. “Tell me, baby, which do you like more. The machine, or my cock?”
Kakashi’s belly danced under Obito’s touch, which seemed to go everywhere except the one place he really wanted it. He didn’t need much time to answer that question. “Your cock.”
“And why is that, baby?” Obito asked.
“B-Because,” Kakashi started stuttering when Obito abruptly grabbed the dildo still in him. “Nothing can fill me up like your cock. A- and- aah!” Obito started manually fucking it in and out of his hole. “And a dildo can’t fill me with cum like, like you can. Aah...”
His hips twitched, not knowing if he wanted to take the dildo deeper or escape the overstimulation. His cock ached as it grew hard again, despite everything.
“You want my cum, baby?” Obito cooed at him.
Kakashi nodded yes. It was all he could think about, left to his own devices. Obito, Obito’s body on him, his touch, his voice, his—
“Want me to plug you up after? Make you carry it around in you?” Kakashi nodded more vigorously. He knew he would look pretty with butt plugs.
“Please.”
Obito chuckled and nudged his thighs. “Okay, baby. Spread open.”
Kakashi listened and Obito nestled in between his legs. He slowly pulled out the dildo, discarding it on the bed next to them. Kakashi whimpered, and Obito could see that his hole was left gaping, red and swollen, slowly closing when nothing came to fill it up.
Obito touched it softly, Kakashi hissing in pain.
“Your little hole is so swollen, baby, you feel that?” Kakashi moaned, nodding his head. “You look like you fucked the whole town and you still want more?” Obito ran three fingers down Kakashi’s belly, collecting as much of his cum on them as he could, then shoved them roughly in Kakashi’s ass.
Kakashi arched his back off the bed and screamed, legs barely supporting the weight of his body. It was too much, he was too sore, Obito’s fingers too wide and fucking into him too fast and—Obito grabbed his hip to stop him from moving so much.
“You like that, baby? Look how your greedy little hole opens up so prettily for me, sucking me in so eagerly.” He dragged his fingers against Kakashi’s walls, finding his prostate and immediately attacking it, causing Kakashi to scream again and clench down. “You’re so good for me. My little slut.”
Kakashi panted. In any other situation, he would already be cumming, but he was too spent. It hurt, in the best way possible. “Your—your slut. Only yours.”
Obito let go of Kakashi’s hip to unbutton his own jeans, still finger fucking him. His cock stood at full attention.
“Are you ready for my cock, baby?” Obito asked, extracting his fingers only to pick up some more cum on them, this time using it to slick up his cock before positioning it at Kakashi’s entrance, slapping it a few times.
Kakashi whined. “Yes. Obito. Please, put it in, I need it, please—“ He rocked his hips down, hoping to get Obito to fuck him sooner.
Thankfully, Obito obliged and pushed in, breaching the first ring of muscle as Kakashi screamed. Obito was big, bigger than any dildo they had, and it was intentional. Kakashi always liked feeling like Obito was ripping him open in two.
He threw his head back and exposed his pale neck, littered with bite marks and hickeys. His chest was still red and flushed, and his cock pulsed as he finally got what he’d been waiting for all night.
Obito pushed further and further in, not taking as much time as he would usually, as Kakashi was pretty fucked out and loose already. He bottomed out, hip bones flush with Kakashi’s ass.
His cock was big enough that Kakashi’s flat belly bulged, ever so slightly, and Obito knew that in another position it would have been more prominent.
Obito pulled all the way out before slamming back in again, setting a rough pace and fucking Kakashi through staccato moans and pleads.
“You like my cock, baby?” he asked teasingly.
Kakashi shuddered. “Yes, fuck, I- love it- fuck- so full- feel- so good- ahh-”
“Am I filling you up good? Say it.” Obito demanded.
“Yes, Obito, so good- your cock- is so big- fuck- aah- fuck me- harder-”
“What’s the magic word, baby?” he asked.
“Please. Fuck. Pleasepleaseplease please fuck me harder, Obito, I need it- need you-” It was hard to concentrate on talking when Obito was so distracting, fucking him so good, moving his whole body up and down the bed with each thrust.
Obito grabbed his hips firmly with both hands, shoving Kakashi down onto his cock roughly. He glanced up at Kakashi’s face, looking fucked out and used, mouth wide open and panting.
He gradually slowed down and poked at Kakashi’s cock, weakly resting on his belly. “Do you think you can cum one more time baby, for me?” Kakashi whined at the first contact, twitching and arching his back away from the touch. It was painful, and he knew cumming again would leave him immobile for the next day.
“I don’t- I don’t know,” he whispered, voice breathy.
Obito hummed. “Then I’m gonna make you.” They both knew ‘I don’t know’ wasn’t a no, not in Kakashi’s language.
Kakashi whined at that, knowing what was coming when Obito sped up again, pistoning into his prostate. He felt full, overpowered, weak, especially when Obito grabbed both of his hips in an iron tight grip again and started slamming him down onto his cock to meet his thrusts.
“You’re so perfect, baby, so good for me, always making me proud, taking my cock so well.” He leaned forward, lifting Kakashi’s hips up with him, so more of his weight rested in Obito’s hands than was being supported by his legs.
He was close, holding on for way too long already, Kakashi could tell from the intensity with which he was fucking him, the way he was starting to ramble a bit.
“Your slut,” Kakashi whispered. Obito groaned at that, leaning forward further until he reached Kakashi’s neck, bending him in half. “Cum...cum inside me, Obito, please—“ Obito growled, hips stuttering where they were pressed against Kakashi’s thighs. “Fill me up, fill me with your cum, please, please, please, Obito, I’m your slut, please, give it to me, I need it, need your cum—“
Kakashi started rambling as well, knowing it turned Obito on beyond belief, but it wasn’t all for him. Kakashi’s cock was throbbing, so close to cumming, and he knew he needed more, more than ever before to push him over that edge.
Obito buried his face into Kakashi’s neck, biting it roughly, almost enough to draw blood. The sound of Kakashi’s whines mixed with Obito’s grunts.
“Cum inside me, please,” he mewled.
Hips stuttering, teeth sinking in deeper, nails digging into the skin of Kakashi’s hips, Obito came, filling him up to the brim. Kakashi tightened up, squeezing Obito for every last drop.
“Fuck, baby.”
Obito panted into his neck, collecting himself before leaning back, still out of breath, staring at Kakashi’s face before kissing him roughly, more tongue than technique. He pulled away, bringing Kakashi’s legs down with him, and sat on his heels, still buried inside him.
“You didn’t cum yet, baby. Is my cock not enough for you?” He brought his hand up and started toying with Kakashi’s cock. “Did you want me to fill you up first? Breed you like a little bitch?”
Kakashi whined, trashing around as far as the handcuffs would let him, cock aching and hurting, but he was so close, so god damn close, he just needed a little more—
Obito grabbed him in one fist, jerking quickly, thumb passing the tip each stroke in the way he knew drove Kakashi insane. It was pure torture, wanting to cum but being unable to, every touch burning so good. Obito’s hips kept moving, cock dragging against his walls, and Kakashi cursed his neverending stamina.
“You look so pretty right now, baby, putty in my hands, writhing in pain, I wish I could take a picture to show you. Huh. Do you feel it?”
And Kakashi did. A drip out of his hole and down his ass, his and Obito’s cum all mixed up inside him, so full he started leaking. He could imagine how messy he looked right now, hole puffy an fucked raw, cum leaking out, white on red, bite marks all over his body, red on white, every inch of him screaming in pain and pleasure. He felt disgusting and beautiful.
“Ah- ahh- Obito-” he begged.
“Do it for me, baby,” Obito said, squeezing his cock. “Cum for me. You can do it. Good boy.”
And that’s all it took for Kakashi to finally cum, dry, back arching all the way off the bed, screaming at the top of his lungs as relief and excruciating pain mixed in a whirlwind, Obito not letting him go until he collapsed on the bed, exhausted, and passed out.
When Kakashi came to, his hands were unbound, his blindfold was removed and he was all cleaned up and tucked under a blanket. Obito emerged from the en suite bathroom and rushed to him, noticing he was awake.
“Hey, baby. How are you feeling?” Obito asked, running a hand through Kakashi’s hair.
Kakashi cleared his throat. “Wrists hurt.” His voice came out raspy.
“I know, baby, I’m sorry for that. I’ll get you some aloe later.” He grabbed one of Kakashi’s hands and kissed the chaffed skin better.
“How long has it been?” Kakashi asked. Underground, it was hard to tell time, and they booked the room for the whole night.
“Not long, baby, don’t worry. But we can sleep, I was just about to join you,” Obito said. Kakashi nodded, opening his blanket on one end and welcoming Obito in, who immediately embraced him. Kakashi needed it.
“Are you okay?” Kakashi asked.
“Me?” Obito leaned away to stare at him. “Baby, I pushed you further than ever before tonight, are you sure that you’re okay?”
Kakashi bit his lip, thinking about it. He felt... amazing. Euphoric, blissed out. He was sure it would pass as the soreness caught up with him but he didn’t regret it for a second.
He smiled up at Obito, wide and bright. “I’m brilliant.”
Obito scoffed at him, settling down under the sheets and tucking Kakashi against him.
“My little painslut,” he whispered, right into his ear.
“... Ouch.” Kakashi shifted his hips uncomfortably, which earned him a flick on the forehead.
Obito pressed a kiss to his head, and pulled the bedsheets tighter around the both of them. “Do you want to go see a movie this weekend?”
Kakashi hummed, his lips curling into a smile. “I’d like that.”