This wasn’t the first time Richard had seen this dream. Seri, lying under him, hair tussled and eyes wide. But as he reached forward and pulled the sweater up and over Seri’s head to reveal his heaving chest, Richard thought that maybe – just maybe – this time it wasn’t a dream.

Seri reached out and pulled the yukata away from Richard’s shoulders before trailing eager hands across his chest. Richard caught both of Seri’s wrists in one hand and his eyes fell on a tie he’d haphazardly tossed over the back of his chair and neglected to put away. Perfect. He leaned over and grabbed it with his free hand. With a few quick knots, Seri’s hands were tied together and fastened to the bedpost.

“Richard! What are you…?”

Richard could see the desire flickering in Seri’s eyes and feel his erection pressing hot and hard against his own. “Didn’t I just tell you? You’re mine, and I’m going to eat you up.”

Richard ran a finger over Seri’s lips, who reflexively opened his mouth and extended his tongue to lick at his finger. Real. This is real. Richard stuck two fingers into Seri’s mouth and moved them over Seri’s eager tongue.

“Do you understand now?”

Seri moaned softly and nodded. “Yours. I’m yours, Richard,” he said as Richard removed his fingers and began to swirl them around Seri’s nipples. Seri closed his eyes and shivered beneath Richard’s touch.

Richard leaned forward to meet Seri’s lips with his own, and as their tongues met above, he fumbled below to pull off their remaining clothing.

Seri moaned again as his exposed dick slid against Richard’s, and it was all Richard could do to slow his hips before he finished all over Seri’s belly. At the slowing of his pace, Seri opened his eyes.

“Richard, please-!”

Richard leaned down and reached under his bed to fumble for a bottle of lube. Sitting back up, he dribbled some on his fingers and bent Seri’s leg to better expose what lay below his throbbing dick.

“Yeees? Please what?”

“Please…” Seri gasped. “Want you…inside-!”

Seri squeaked as Richard’s fingers gently entered below.

“Just a little bit longer. No cumming until I say so, understood?”

Seri nodded, and arched his back as Richard’s fingers went in deeper. “Don’t think… I’ll be able to last…very long,” Seri managed.

After a few minutes, Richard slowly withdrew his fingers and splashed more lube on himself. “Poor Seri. If you’re at your limit, I’d better take care of you.”

Seri clutched at the tie around his wrists and moaned as Richard entered him and began slowly moving his hips. Richard began to move his already-slick fingers up and down Seri’s length.

“Richard! I need to…!”

Richard clutched at the base of Seri’s dick. “Be a good boy and wait just a little bit longer.”

“I can’t! Please!”

“Weeeell…”

“Richard!” Seri cried out as he spasmed and arched his back, cum splattering his belly.

Richard lunged forward and kissed Seri, devouring the rest of his moans as his own climax struck and he thrust deeply. Seri shivered beneath him, panting.

After their breathing slowed just a little, Richard pulled back to look at Seri’s face, worried he’d gotten too forceful. But Seri laughed weakly and locked his ankles behind Richard’s back.

“Could we…do that again?”

Richard reached up to free Seri’s hands, which he immediately brought forward to bury in Richard’s hair. “I’m not even close to finished.”