Treating The Shogun by Eccho
Discover the tantalizing world of “Treating The Shogun” by Eccho—a captivating gay sex story that explores forbidden desire, power dynamics, and the thrill of unexpected romance. Join the journey as passion ignites against a backdrop of historical intrigue. Don’t miss this seductive tale that will leave you breathless!
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Momonosuke sits in his bathtub, basking in the warmth and soothing aura that it exudes as he lets his mind run rampant. He’s still trying to calm himself down from his excitement. Nami and Robin, two of the best girls he’s ever come into contact with, are actually visiting him again! Sure, it’s for business purposes only, but that doesn’t make it any less special. There’s so many possibilities now that they’re here.
He hasn’t let a single day pass where he doesn’t imagine capitalizing on any given opportunity to capitalize on the gift of their presence if they were to come back to him. How could he? The last time they were here, they gave him the greatest gift any male could ever ask for: they made him a man. After having something like that take place, he’d be a fool to not plot his next move if he were to ever get lucky a second time. Especially with how remarkable last time was.
He remembers it as if it were yesterday: the very first thing he thought to do was latch onto Nami’s chest and take in her alluring feminine scent along with the softness of her skin. The other guys were so jealous. He could tell just by looking out of the side of his eye. It really served as quite the bonus. But that would pale in comparison to how they’d react to what happened later on.
The things that happened that night, the feelings he felt that he had no comprehension of at the time, the fact that he had enough energy to maintain those rushes of sensations for hours, it’s really getting the boy excited. He always replays these scenes on his own time, but now that the stars of the scene are here, his memory’s become much more vivid and accurate. Hearing their voices really aid in his mental retelling.
As Momonosuke closes his eyes and relives the greatest moment in his life, his hand snakes from the floor of the tub to his inner thigh. He lightly gasps as he envisions Nami’s hand taking the place of his. He can see her titillating, fiery, flowing, red locks as she stares at him with her gorgeous amber eyes. And he can practically hear her soft, soothing, mother-like voice as his hand slowly slides up and down his member,
“Shhh. Just look up at me, cutie. Yeah. Feels good, huh? Ahh~… You’re such a big boy. You’re getting so hard for me. Yeah~… Such a good boy.”
His light gasps turn into soft moans as he lightly speeds up his strokes and tightens his grip. Then the image of Nami lying on his bed and spreading her legs before him takes over his mind as his hand replicates the tightness of her cunt.
“That’s it, baby boy,” she encourages in her sensual whispers as Momonosuke’s cock pistons in and out of her pussy, “Give it to me. Make me yours, young Shogun. Claim me. That’s right, baby.”
By this point, Momonosuke is too lost in his own pleasure. It’s like it’s happening all over again. He’s losing more and more control of his moans the longer this goes on. But he’s starting not to care. Not only that, but the jolt throughout his body even makes a return as he remembers Robin catching him and Nami in the act. Now, that was quite the time for the young tike. Them sharing him and encouraging him with their hymn-like moans and words of affirmation, it’s proving to be too much for him. It feels like they’re right in front of him, worshiping his cock like they were before.
“That’s it, sweetie. Cum for us,” the familiar soothing voice of Robin says, ringing in his ears,
“Let us taste it again, baby,” Nami’s voice follows, “Shoot it all over our faces, you naughty, naughty boy.”
This finally sends him over the edge. He tilts his head back as he gives what he perceives to be the actual duo what they desperately crave, shooting ropes of his sperm on their faces. As he calms down from his orgasm, he takes notice of something. The giggling and noises of approval don’t stop. Confused, the boy opens his eyes and to his shock and content, the aforementioned duo is right in front of him, licking his mess off of their fingers and faces.
“Hey, there, baby boy,” Nami greets with a wave of her fingers, “You seem to be having a bit of fun.”
“So much fun that we thought it’d be rude to interrupt you,” Robin cosigns before bringing her tongue to the bottom of his cock and slowly dragging it to the top, where the last bit of his cum awaits her mouth,
Momonosuke feels as though he’s died and gone to heaven. There’s no way he can be this lucky.
“But you can’t just be left with all the fun to yourself, right?” Nami continues before taking her seat on the edge of the tub and spreading her legs, revealing her soaking wet pussy to the prepubescent boy, “So what do you say you return the favor. I mean, it’s only fair, right?”
He needs no further invitations. He immediately leans toward Nami, placing his hands on her thighs before burying his face into her waiting pussy. Nami tilts her head back, closing her eyes before bringing a hand to the back of Momonosuke’s head as he devours her. She tastes surprisingly sweet. And she’s practically flooding his mouth with her arousal. He just might be getting addicted to her taste.
Meanwhile, Robin watches the couple, leaning on the opposite side of the tub, while rubbing her lower lips, all the while envious that Momonosuke chose Nami first, but she takes solace in the fact that when her turn comes, it’ll be worth the wait. Plus, she also loves the sound of Nami’s voice when she’s full of pleasure. It’s been quite some time since she’s been able to hear it considering their mission at hand, so taking it in now is like relapsing on a drug.
“Yeah~…That’s a good boy,” Nami moans as she strokes Momonosuke’s head, “Taste that sweet juicy pussy all you want…Mmm~…Oh, fffff-ngh~….”
Robin giggles at her friend’s mediocre attempt at censorship before teasing her with,
“Watch your language, Nami~. Remember, you are still in the presence of a child, here~.”
She then chuckles as the hand on the back of the boy’s head forms into the nonverbal subliminal phrase that she is well acquainted with. Robin responds with a coy wink before sliding two of her fingers inside of herself, blessing Nami’s ears with a blissful hiss of pleasure. She then pistons her fingers in and out of herself, bringing her free hand to her chest as she locks eye contact with her crewmate.
Nami’s moans become louder and louder from both Momonosuke’s actions with his mouth and Robin’s provocative actions with her fingers and looks. Moments after enduring these acts prove to be too much for the female pirate and she finally reaches her limit, grinding her cunt on Momonosuke’s face as she rides out her orgasm.