Punished

Author: Valonlover
Disclaimer: I do not own the duel masters characters, nor do I praticularly wish to.
Warning: Male Male relationship


It was raining for the better part of the day. Knight stood at the edge of the balcony of his office. He could feel the stray rain drops caress his skin and trickled down his long powerful arms. The sensation was unpleasant and exiting at the same time. He could feel himself getting a bit cold. He wandered inside and sat down on the leather couch in his office. The fire place crackled with a few sparks flying out of their way to dance excitingly and disappear suddenly. Knight sat and watched as the pattern continued with more and more sparks flying out of the scorching embers of the lumber. It was a boring day, really boring. Sometimes he wondered why he bothered coming to the office on Sundays. It wasn’t because he had no life, no. In addition he always had all of his work done ahead of time. No tournaments would be coming around for weeks. He turned his attention to the comfortable atmosphere created by the coldness and dampness of the air, and at the same time the heat that was radiated by the fire place soothed and relaxed the nerves. Outside of his office he heard footsteps as someone had passed by. Peeking out of his office he saw the salt blond hair swing. Looking below the hair he saw Hakouh’s tight ass move back and forth. It was hypnotizing the way it swayed, Knight’s automatic reflexes went off making a squeezing motion with his fists wanting to get some contact with the tight object of pleasure. He has found himself thinking this way of Hakouh more and more lately. Not that he didn’t have a reason to, he was in more and more contact with the man by the day. In addition Hakouh always wore really tight white pants, bending just right to make Knight drool Rivers. In fact it had gotten to the point where Knight would manually pleasure himself each night with Hakouh’s image in his head so he wouldn’t go crazy over the boy. He felt the familiar stirring in his pants. Knight cursed the boy for being so damn hot. He knew that now that he got a glimpse, the image would remain for hours straight, unless he did something about it. As he was heading to his table to pull out a bottle of banana flavored lube from his table, he heard footsteps coming down the hallway. He listened could it be Hakouh. No, this time there was more than one pair of feet walking. The steps echoed hurriedly through the hall. The door swung open and a security guard flew in. In his side he was holding Kiyoshiro Kokujo. Was the boy glowing with rage, at himself or at the guard Knight could not make out?

“This brat was found in the stores after closing?” the guard shrieked at Knight. “Honestly Knight, it was your idea to bring this trash into the center so do something about him!!! This is the last straw! I mean if I walked in a minuet later he would have been shoplifting!” the guard echoed.

“Now, now”, Knight said slowly “What exactly was Kokujo doing in the store? May be you can answer that question for me Ko?”

“I just fell asleep while looking through the magazines Knight”, Kokujo answered slowly. It was evident that the kid was lying, but if the guard found any evidence that he was intending to steal, it would be grounds for immediate expulsion from the center.

“So what do the cameras show??” Knight demanded from the guard.

“Um, well the thing is”, the guard hesitated “We had a minor malfunction with the security system today. So we are unable to access any of the footages.” At this Knight’s eyes narrowed at Kokujo. It was beyond doubt that the kid pulled this off, he had done it before.

“So you have no hard evidence?” Knight asked as the guard complied with a negative shake of his head. “Very well, I will question Kokujo further on the subject. I would like for you to try to get the security back on track and make sure that there is no unwanted guests in the building.” To this the guard nodded and stormed out of the room. He sincerely doubted that the kid would actually be punished. Knight was far too soft a person, and the roomer had it that he had a weakness for young boys. Only a few months ago moans were heard from his room when the young Kirifuda was visiting him. He was supposedly there to discuss an upcoming tournament, but everyone knew otherwise.

Kokujo was left standing in front of Knight. He felt a mixture of guilt, excitement, regret and anger. He could not believe that he was caught, but adrenaline was still pumping through him. The truth was he was there to steal a few boxes of cards. His deck needed a major power boost. Now looking at Knight his thoughts have begun to spin out of control once more. Knight was too nice for his own good. Depending on how Kokujo played his cards he could walk out of the building with a whole box of brand new cards.

“Knight, I’m sorry”, he said with a puppy face “I didn’t mean to cause any trouble”.

“Well, you can just break into stores in the middle of the night kiddo! I thought you wouldn’t sink so low”, Knight pronounced the guilt inciting words gently and carefully.

“I know, I’m sorry”, Kokujo ensured, throwing his arms around Knight and pressing tightly. He knew that he couldn’t afford to let Knight come to his senses. So he send his hand slivering down Knight’s body, stopping at his belt. Meanwhile his second hand found Knight’s and brought it to Ko’s nipple. “Let me make it up to you”, he whispered sexily to the older man, who looked astonished.

Knight felt his lips being pressed against Kokujo’s. Ko bit down onto Knights lip, which made the man’s mouth hang open in astonishment. Kokujo took this opportunity to gain access into the warm hot mouth. He ran his talented tongue along Knight’s teeth, sparking the battle for dominance, which Kokujo quickly and purposely conceded. The older man was now fully responding to the kiss. Next Kokujo felt an arm wrap around his waist he was pulled even closer to the older man.

The two made their way over to the couch located by the door inside Knight’s office. Kokujo pushed Knight to sit down. Next Kokujo dropped to the floor his jacket, his pants and boxers soon followed. He stood there naked for a minuet letting Knight admire his slender, silky, sexy body. Then he made his way to Knight’s lap. He made easy work pulling off Knight’s belt, pants and briefs.

“Looks like I am going to have to lube you up first”, he growled, taking the older man’s cock in his mouth. He began bobbing his head for a few minuets, exerting amazing moans from the shivering man above him, than suddenly lifting it up said “Looks good enough to me”.

Kokujo mad his way to sit on Knight’s lap. Seeing the worried look on the man’s face he said “I really want to feel your hard heat inside of me, please claim me, make me yours. I’ll be so much better than that amateur Shobu.”
Knight felt his blood split between his dick and head. He kissed Kokujo, and press one finger into him. Kokujo pushed angrily against the finger moaning as he felt the shallow penetration. He suppressed his whimper so not to ruin the seductive mood he was creating. Knight was beginning to hungrily kiss the neck of his sexy new lover. “Are you a virgin Ko?” he asked softly. He began to stretch inside Ko, relishing the tightness of the boy. “You are my first”, Ko whimpered as his body was being stretched. He felt Knight ease into him. It hurt, but in a good way. Knight let out a long moan as he felt the inner walls of the youngster begin to squeeze reflexively around his cock. Ko settled into Knight’s lap, beginning to slowly rock against the his lower. Knight also began to thrust into the black haired sex demon. Slowly but surely the two established a steady rhythm. Kokujo exploded in a moan when a particular bundle of nerves was hit by Knight’s hard dick. In desire to experience the incredible pleasure again. Knight was thrusting full throttle into his lover, while Jo was spearing himself onto the older man. Finally the walls around Knight spasmed and he exploded a sea of cum into the tight boy on top of him. Ko fell back onto his labored breathing lover and felt the sleep take him. When he woke up he would repeat the process before asking for a few things in return.