Human Anatomy

cw: explicit content

Matthew, with a mischievous smile, took the King's gloved hand and gently pulled him toward one of the empty chambers adjacent to the study; it was the conference room. The room was dimly lit, and the atmosphere was intimate, perfect for the discussion they were about to have.

As they entered, Matthew closed the door behind them and turned to the King, his expression serious but warm, "Your Majesty," he began, "I appreciate your willingness to learn. The first lesson in any form of intimacy is the importance of consent."

He approached the King slowly, his voice low and soothing, "Consent means that both parties must willingly and enthusiastically agree to any intimate activity. It is never something that can be forced or assumed. It's about communication and mutual desire."

Matthew paused, making sure the King was following along, "Your Majesty, it's crucial to ask for and receive explicit consent from the King's partner before proceeding with any intimate act. And just as important, both parties have the right to withdraw their consent at any time if they feel uncomfortable or no longer wish to continue."

The King nodded, absorbing the information. Matthew continued, "Respect and communication are key, Your Majesty. It's about ensuring that both him and your partner feel safe and respected throughout the experience. It's a fundamental aspect of any healthy and consensual intimate relationship."

"Your Majesty," Matthew said, "Pleasure is about more than just physical sensations. It's also about emotional connection and trust between two people. It's essential that both partners feel comfortable and safe during intimate moments."

He continued, "Consent, as we discussed earlier, is crucial. It ensures that both him and the King's partner are on the same page and ready to explore these sensations together. It's a continuous process, and communication is key."

Matthew went on to discuss the different ways to build intimacy with a partner. He highlighted the importance of open and honest communication, emotional connection, and spending quality time together outside of intimate moments. 

"Building intimacy is about getting to know the King's partner on a deeper level," Matthew explained, "It's about understanding their desires, fantasies, and boundaries. When he has that emotional connection, physical pleasure becomes even more fulfilling."

Their conversation transitioned into a more detailed exploration of various techniques, positions, and sensual acts that could enhance pleasure for both partners. Matthew provided guidance on how to prioritize each other's comfort and enjoyment, emphasizing that there was no one-size-fits-all approach to intimacy.

Throughout their discussion, Matthew maintained a respectful and supportive tone, ensuring that the King felt at ease with the topics they were exploring. It was a comprehensive lesson, aimed at not only educating the King but also strengthening their bond as they ventured into these intimate matters together.

The King, however, was flabbergasted, though he listened, his reaction was clear. 

Nevertheless, Matthew finds it adorable.

Matthew stifles the urge to giggle. He turned around and started to remove his clothes while the King sat on the bed, like a little kid who was about to receive his parent's punishment. 

Matthew couldn't help but find the King's reaction endearing. He had expected some degree of surprise or even shock from someone who had little knowledge in this area, and the King's flabbergasted expression only served to amuse him further.

With a warm smile, Matthew reassured the King, "Your Majesty, it's perfectly normal to feel overwhelmed or surprised by all this information. These are intimate matters that many people don't discuss openly. But please remember, I'm here to guide him and answer any questions you may have."

As Matthew began to undress himself, The King's breath hitched in his throat. The sight of Matthew's baring himself before him sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through his veins. He had never expected such a sight, but he was more than ready to be guided.

Matthew approached Kaiser, his gaze brimming with both desire and trust. His eyes scanned the expanse of the King's still clothed figure, his mind quickly formulating a plan to guide their intimate encounter.

"Your Majesty," Matthew whispered, his voice laced with a delicate mix of anticipation and submission, "I am here to guide him, but please remember that my purpose is to bring him pleasure. You are my priority."

Matthew's slender fingers trembled slightly as he reached out to gently trace the contours of the King's chest. Even though the King is still clothed, his blouse was shaped perfectly to his body which is visible to the eye. His touch was feather-light, tracing invisible paths across the warm expanse of his skin. With a tender caress, he continued his exploration, skimming down the King's abdomen until his fingertips hovered just above the waistband of his pants.

"Allow me to undress you fully," Matthew murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of reverence and desire. He knelt before the King, his movements careful and deliberate as he began the process of removing the rest of his clothing.

One by one, Matthew eased the fabric from the King's Body, revealing the expanse of his bare skin. His gaze lingered on every inch, committing the sight to memory. As each layer fell away, Matthew's desire grew, his own body responding eagerly to the intimacy they were sharing. Then he moved to the King's gloved hands. He expected for the King to stop him, but not a word was said, so he took that as a silent permission granted and removed his gloves.

Once the King stood before him, completely exposed, Matthew gently guided him to sit on the table. The tension in the room was palpable, a heady blend of anticipation and desire hanging between them.

With a soft, confident voice, Matthew began to instruct the King in the art of pleasuring him, "Your Majesty, to please me, it begins with exploration and attentiveness. Feel free to touch me, caress me, and learn what brings me pleasure. Start with my body, tracing your hands over my skin."

Matthew shifted his weight, giving the King access to his slender form. His skin prickled with anticipation as the gentle warmth of the King's Hands connected with his flesh. The touch was tentative at first, but soon grew bolder, more confident.

"As you touch me, take note of my reactions," Matthew continued, his voice laden with the intimacy of the moment, "Watch how my body responds to different caresses, how my breath hitches and my muscles quiver with pleasure. Your touch has the power to unlock my deepest desires."

The King listened attentively, he followed Matthew's guides. Not knowing where to start, he roamed his hands to Matthew's abdomen. Matthew's skin was soft as silk, it doesn't have any scars or birthmarks, it's most likely comparable to a canvas.

Matthew's breath caught as the King's fingers explored the sensitive flesh of his abdomen, tracing tantalizing patterns with increasing confidence. The sensations sent shivers down his spine, aching for more.

"With my permission, you can explore further," Matthew whispered, his voice laced with a mixture of vulnerability and trust, "Discover the secrets and pleasure that lie between my luscious thighs, Your Majesty. It is there that you will find the pinnacle of my desire."

Matthew's voice faltered with a soft gasp of pleasure as the King's hands ventured further south. He took a breath to steady himself, his eyes locked with the King's, conveying a fervent desire to be owned and pleasured completely.

Then, the King's hands softly brushed against Matthew's waist to his back. His caresses are caution, or hesitantly as he does. Thinking that it is right, The King's hands grappled Matthew's ass as if molding a vessel.

Matthew's breath hitched at the sensation of the King's hands on his waist, caressing the curves of his buttocks. A shiver of anticipation ran through his body, urging him to surrender to the pleasure that awaited him.

"Feel free to explore my buttocks, to savor the supple flesh within your grasp," Matthew said, his voice laced with a yearning for the King's touch, "You can knead them, caress them, spank them if it pleases you. Each touch sends reverberations of pleasure through my entire being, igniting a deeper lust within me."

Kaiser's ears perked up, his curiosity piqued, "I can do that?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Matthew whispered, his voice a delicate murmur that carried a mixture of tenderness and desire, "You have the power to explore and pleasure me. Your touch holds a promise of ecstasy, and I trust you to indulge in the desires that arise."

Matthew's slender fingers gently guided the King's hands back to his buttocks, encouraging him to continue. With a reassuring smile, Matthew added, "It's about consent and the unbridled exploration of pleasure. When you touch me, you bring forth sensations that ripple through my body, heightening the intensity of our connection."

He pressed his body closer to the King's, the warmth of their proximity enflaming the air around them, "Remember, Your Majesty, that each touch, each caress is a gift that releases waves of pleasure within me. Trust your instincts, let desire guide your hands, and together we will embark on an intimate journey filled with pleasure and discovery."

The more Matthew talks, the more Kaiser feels shy. He was not used very much to be addressed 'Your Majesty' often, he was used to being addressed as 'Your Grace'. Thinking that Matthew is also his concubine made him more shy and was pushing him back to his own shell. This type of formality makes him want to be swallowed by the soil— think about it, formality in the act of intimacy and pleasure? The shyness and unease he felt were beginning to overshadow any curiosity or desire he might have had. The thought of formality infiltrating the realm of intimacy and pleasure was becoming increasingly unappealing.

Matthew gestured to the King to sit on the table first. Of course, he won't start the act without having a taste of Kaiser's cock. That was his favorite thing besides being penetrated. 

The King sat on the table, his gaze followed Matthew as he kneeled in front of him and spreaded his legs. Matthew pushed back his half-framed glasses, His voice is barely above a whisper as he speaks, "You are truly magnificent, Your Majesty."

"Shut it." The King responded quickly. A bulge started to grow in his unbuttoned pantaloons.

Matthew's cheeks flush deeper, a mixture of bashfulness and arousal evident in his expression. He bites his lower lip, fighting the urge to comment further.

His gaze shifts to the King's growing erection, his eyes widening with anticipation. The sight of the King's throbbing member stirs a familiar heat within him, intensifying his desire to please.

Matthew slowly approaches the King, his eyes locked on the King's swelling length. His hand reaches out tentatively, his fingers lightly grazing the King's shaft, feeling the heat and hardness against his touch.

A soft gasp escapes his lips as he pleads in a breathless whisper, "May I... touch you, Your Majesty? May I bring him pleasure with my hands and lips?"

The King felt goosebumps, then a hint of deja vu followed afterwards.

"..Whatever you prefer." He replied.

Without further hesitation, Matthew wraps his fingers around the King's shaft, applying a firm but gentle grip. He starts to move his hand slowly, sliding up and down the King's length, providing a tantalizing rhythm that gradually increases in speed.

As Matthew's hand works its magic, his lips part slightly, moistening with anticipation. He leans in, his warm breath ghosting against the King's skin as his lips make their way to the head of the King's cock. With a flick of his tongue, he teases at the sensitive tip, swirling and tasting with each careful motion.

His eyes flicker up to meet Kaiser's gaze briefly, seeking validation and encouragement before he proceeds, his mouth enveloping the Kaiser's length.

Matthew's mouth moves with practiced expertise, his lips and tongue working together to bring him to new heights of pleasure. With each skillful movement, he takes him deeper, his head bobbing rhythmically as he lavishes attention upon the King's throbbing cock.

Kaiser was too embarrassed and shy to moan, his voice was stuck in his throat and his hands were gripping the sheets as he bit his lower lip. Who would've known that he was clueless as a holy deity? 

"Maximino.." Kaiser panted, "Don't do it too fast." Because if Matthew did it too fast, he might cum anytime sooner. Matthew is too skilled to keep it up, so Kaiser is having a hard time to bear it.

Matthew registers the King's words, understanding the delicate balance between pleasure and restraint that Kaiser seeks. He slows down his movements, taking cues from the King's gasps and panting as he adjusts the pace.

His mouth continues to work the King's length, his tongue dancing along the King's shaft with deliberate slowness, savoring each moment. His hand maintains its steady grip around the King's cock, applying just the right amount of pressure.

With his free hand, Matthew reaches up to lightly caress the King's inner thigh, his touch featherlight and teasing. The anticipation builds, as he gradually increases the intensity of his suction, combining slow, languid movements with moments of firm, wet pressure.

He alternates between gentle suckling and deeper throating, ensuring that his pace remains in sync with the King desires. Matthew's focus is solely on the King's pleasure, attuned to every subtle whimper and reaction that escapes the King's lips.

With a sudden reaction, the King feels the familiar feeling creeping up to his shaft. With an act of repulse, Kaiser bit his lips and reached for Matthew's silver hair and tugged on it, pushing Matthew's head into his cock as he emptied himself.

Matthew moans, a mix of surprise and pleasure as he takes control and pushes him further down onto Kaiser's cock. He eagerly follows Kaiser's lead, allowing him to use his mouth for Kaiser's own pleasure.

As he swallows, he tastes Kaiser's cum, savoring the intimate connection between the two of him. His throat constricts around Kaiser's pulsing length, ensuring every drop of Kaiser's release is received and enjoyed.

Matthew gazes up at him through his half-lidded eyes, his lips forming a contented smile as he continues to pleasure him. He keeps his mouth wrapped around Kaiser's cock, milking him of every last bit of satisfaction he can offer.

Finally, as Kaiser finishes releasing his load into his mouth, Matthew swallows, savoring the taste, and gently releases Kaiser's cock from his lips. He wipes away any traces of Kaiser's release with the back of his hand, a satisfied expression on his face.

Matthew is not yet done. Matthew positioned his ass towards Kaiser, he kneeled and straightened his position to Kaiser, giving him the sight of his perky ass, his hole twitching with anticipation, "Your Majesty, let me teach you how to please a man."

Matthew reached out for Kaiser's hand, "First, you need to loosen me up," Then he aids Kaiser to insert a finger in him, taking his hole inch by inch of that slim finger.

The King's fingers are no joke, It was lengthy like a dick's size, one could already be satisfied with his fingers.

Matthew's request catches Kaiser off guard, his eyes widening in surprise at the sudden shift in dynamics. However, his curiosity and desire to explore fuel his willingness to follow Matthew's lead.

His hand trembles slightly as he reaches out, taking hold of the offered hand. He watches carefully as Matthew positions himself, his gaze fixated on the sight of his perky ass, a hint of wetness already visible at his entrance.

Slowly, guided by Matthew's voice, Kaiser brings his finger closer, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. With gentle pressure, he begins to push his finger inside, taking note of Matthew's reactions and adjusting his movements accordingly.

The tightness and warmth grip Kaiser's finger, causing a surge of arousal to course through him. He takes his time, gradually increasing the depth and pace of his thrusts, entranced by the sensation and the sight before him.

As he works his finger deeper, Kaiser leans in closer, his breath ghosting against Matthew's ear as he whispers, "Am I doing it right, Maximino? Tell me how it feels."

Matthew moans softly, his body responding eagerly to the added sensation of Kaiser's second finger. He presses back against Kaiser's hand, encouraging him to go deeper, to stretch and prepare him for what's to come.

"Oh, yes, Your Majesty," Matthew gasps, his voice laced with pleasure and need, "Keep going, just like that. I want to feel your fingers stretching me, getting me ready for you."

His walls clench around Kaiser's fingers, a combination of pleasure and anticipation building within him. Matthew's body craves the presence of something more, aching to be filled.

The King's shaft twitched to the foul language. He usually hates this type of foul language but this time, it feels different when it was Matthew who was spouting it. His shaft slowly took its length as he worked on Matthew. He slowly added another finger.

Matthew gasps and arches his back, a mix of pleasure and slight discomfort coursing through him as Kaiser inserts a third finger. He's slick with arousal, making the stretch more manageable, but still, it's a delightful sensation that makes him yearn for more.

"Y-Yes, Your Majesty," Matthew stammers, his voice filled with a mix of need and surrender, "I... I'm almost ready. Just a little more, please."

His body trembles slightly as Kaiser's fingers continue to work him, stretching him to accommodate more of Kaiser's girth. Matthew's breath comes in quick gasps as he eagerly anticipates the next step, craving the feeling of being completely filled.

Kaiser's fingers moved inside his walls, as if searching for some treasure. As he did, Kaiser felt a bump, yet what is it? His curiosity piqued and pressed that bump.

Matthew's body tenses as Kaiser's finger presses against his prostate, a wave of pleasure shooting through him. His eyes widen, pupils dilating with pure ecstasy as his moans grow louder and more uninhibited.

"Y-Your Majesty!" Matthew cries out, his voice filled with a mixture of surprise and pleasure, "You found it! That's my prostate, it feels amazing!"

The sensation reverberates throughout his body, electrifying every nerve ending. Matthew's hips instinctively buck against Kaiser's hand, aching for more of that delicious stimulation.

..What's a prostate? The King thought.

"Maximino, how do you feel? Is it too much? Um, are you ready to take me now…?" Kaiser asked.

Matthew's eyes meet Kaiser's gaze, a mix of desire and vulnerability shining within them. He takes a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly with anticipation.

"I-I feel amazing, Your Majesty," Matthew admits, his voice heavy with need, "I want you to take me. I want to feel you inside me, filling me completely."

His body aches for the connection, the intimate joining that will bring them both to new heights of pleasure. Matthew instinctively spreads his legs wider, offering himself to Kaiser, trusting him completely to take care of his needs and desires.

The King gulped as he saw Matthew's legs spread in his sight. He retracted his fingers away and commanded, "Get up on your knees and support yourself to the table."

NAPPEN'S EXTRA:

Nappen: [smiling] Your Majesty, is this a new kink besides your hands kink?

Kaiser: [shaking his head] No, I just think it's the most comfortable for both of us.

Nappen: I got deja vu~

Kaiser: [bashfully, through gritted teeth] You—disgusting—author!