Red Silk (Sanzo/Gojyo)

'Last year, Zhejiang province’s silk industry witnessed drastic decrease in exports. According to experts, one of major reasons for decrease in silk’s export is implementation of anti-dumping duty by India. Since the last six months silk exports to India have reduced nearly by 50 percent. Domestic prices of silk are rising continuously and this has led to increase in the export price of it. Less value addition and lack of innovation are major drawback of silk exported. In recent years, purchasing power of the people has increased, leading to surge in domestic demand of silk.'

He put down the newspaper and sighed. He couldn't remember a word he'd just read and it was all his body's fault. Damn hard on. He'd been able to go weeks without needing to jerk off but now for some reason his body demanded relief.

Sighing again he decided to just take care of it and be done. He pulled off his glasses set them on the bedside table and laid down. Opening his robes and undoing the button of his jeans he slid the zipper down hissing as the cool air caressed his aching length.

'Ah well, no need to drag it out. Not sure when the others will be back. Better make it quick.' he thought as he started firmly stroking from root to tip. He couldn't stop the quiet moan that escaped when he ran a thumb over the weeping slit.

Taking a deep breath he cleared his mind of all thought. He focused solely on release and obtaining it as fast as possible.

'Why the hell can't I get rid of this image of red silk? I don't think I've even seen silk quite that shade before.'

Frowning he tried again. He reached down and rolled the heavy sac in his hand. Closing his eyes the image popped back into his mind. He pushed it aside focusing instead on how great his hand felt running over his pulsing shaft. Moaning he increased the pressure on his cock stroking faster. The image changed now, the silk glided over his heated skin, grazing sensitive nipples causing him to hiss. It slowly traveled lower fanning out across his stomach the long strands tickling his ribs.

He froze it wasn't silk at all, it was hair, gorgeous blood red hair that could only belong to one person. Groaning he cursed desperately trying to think of something else, anything but the kappa. He did not want to wank off to him, no he refused to wank off to that pervert. However his cock had it's own ideas.

Instead of disappearing the image was clearer now. Gojyo leaning over him smiling that smile. The one that always made him want to melt. Gojyo kissing his neck, licking his way down his chest stopping to torment his nipples, only moving on once they were as hard as his cock. Gojyo licking his lips staring at his silky length bending down to nuzzle and lick it. Giving a sexy smirk before suddenly swallowing the whole to the hilt in one quick motion. Throat squeezing as he began to hum. Head bobbing faster and faster until...

"Shit." Sanzo looked down at the sticky mess cooling on his stomach and hand. It had been one of the best self achieved orgasms he'd ever had but still. With a disgusted grunt he reached for a cigarette and lit up. Taking a deep lung burning drag he decided something. He was gonna kill the kappa for doing this to him.

Or maybe just fuck him.