PAL Series - Volume 3

“Ki-chan. Ki-chan?” A tall, handsome, blonde man – with thin rimmed glasses and wearing his shirt open to fight against the summer heat – called out while he sat at his desk typing onto his laptop. The window was open and the slight breeze disturbed the curtains gently, a fan blew in the corner sending a welcomed wind across the clammy room.

“Cominggggggg!” Came the excited reply of what sounded like a young girl. A figure with slender legs, petite frame, shoulder-length black hair and wearing a short black and white Lolita-style maid outfit came bounding into the occupied room. As soon as the figure could be seen it would be obvious to anyone that they were not human; as soon as the cat ears and tail could be seen you would be sure of that. This figure, infact, was a creation made by the fastest growing industry in the world: P.A.L. Inc. PALs are reffered to as “Personal Animalistic Lovers” and they are manufactured to be used for sex and chores. There has been controversy about whether or not these PALs can be classed as real humans (if they display genuine human emotions) and tests are being run to find out whether this showing of emotion is ‘human nature’ or whether it is just the way the PALs are designed or the way they have learned to mimic from their human owners and/or environment. Anyway, this scenario is not one of these tests and instead it is that of a normal owner/PAL relationship.

“What do you want, master?” Asked the PAL who swished it’s long, sleek, black tail (which was displayed under the ruffled skirt of the dress) while they spoke. The blonde slowly turned his attention from the screen and clamped eyes on the PAL before him. He stared expressionlessly for a moment as if the image was merely registering into his head but then a deep blush appear over his cheeks and his jaw seemed to drop more than possible.

“Ki…K-K-K-Kitaru! What are you wearing boy!?” The boy pouted and the prominent cat eyes, which elegantly showed from under the straight locks of velvety hair, lowed flat to the side of the boy’s head. This performance was completed by adding puppy-dog eyes and slowly making his way over to the blonde to gentle climb onto his lap.

“Do you not like it, master? I wore it just for you.” Came the sad voice of the boy. The blonde swallowed hard as a sweat droplet made its way down the side of his face. Kitaru slid his knees down to chair either side of his master’s legs so that he was fully sitting on the blonde’s lap.

“I-I-I-I…” The blonde trailed off his attempted sentence as his lewd eyes slowly slinked down to gape at the white suspenders which covered the boy’s legs up above the knee and which were attached to the belt by straps.

“I-I-I-I like it… but I have work to do.” The blonde said the last half sternly. Kitaru whined, moving forward on the blonde’s lap causing friction between them.

“Master Kairo-san, don’t you want to play before working so hard?” Kairo jolted, the blood in his body redirected to his groin.

“Kitaru, stop being so cute! At the incorporation I never knew that you would be such a nympho!” Kitaru giggled, rubbing backwards and forwards with his hips.

“But you like it so much, master – see?” He reached down and stroked the bulge that had now appeared in Kairo’s jeans. Kairo gasped before collecting his composure once more,

“I can’t j-just ravish you all the time, K-Kitaru!” Kairo’s body had betrayed him and his hips had begun to rock against Kitaru’s hand. After a little ‘humph’ and a smirk Kitaru clambered off Kairo’s lap and turned away,

“Fine, I’m sorry master for disrupting your important work.” He moved to walk away but a strong hand grabbed his wrist tightly. As Kairo stood up he roughly pulled Kitaru into his arms,

“Don’t go anywhere.” He ordered dominantly. Kitaru smiled and looked up into the blonde’s eyes. They were clouded with lust and passion. Kairo bent down to place a chaste kiss on the shorter male’s lips before deepening the kiss. He licked at Kitaru’s lower lip; begging for entrance which Kitaru gleefully allowed. Kairo dipped his tongue into the warm moist cavern of Kitaru’s mouth and mapped out the same territory as he had done many times before. Kitaru moaned into the kiss, his small hands finding their way to Kairo’s chest, where he then stroked and caressed lovingly.

Kairo ran his fingers down the back of the dress, feeling every slither of lace and ribbon as he went until he reached the bottom. He tucked a hand under the ruffles while the other simply soothed Kitaru’s buttock through the layers of material. His hand made it to the soft skin underneath and he ghosted a hand playfully across the space. He moved his fingers to the middle to feel a thin strap leading down into the crack of Kitaru’s buttocks.

“Kitaru, the panties as well?” Kairo sniggered perversely. Kitaru’s face glowed red,

“They came with the dress!” He admitted, in a very embarrassed tone. He soon forgot about his bashfulness when Kairo pushed the material to the side and began to trace small circles on the slick ring of muscle. Kairo smirked,

“You’ve already started haven’t you? That’s why you gave me such a hard time before; you were begging to be finished off, weren’t you!” Before the answer had come he had slipped the first finger into the already loosened hole.

“Ahh....nn...yes,” Kitaru moaned as the second finger entered.

“Then I’ll just have to finish it wont I. Both you and I know that you can never cum unless I’m the one who’s pleasuring you. Isn’t that right my little servant?” He scissored his fingers, lapping up the moans and squeaks that Kitaru released.

“Yes... but you had told me that you were going to be AH working all today..nn... so I didn’t want to bother you..ah!” Kitaru managed to say through his mews and groans. Kairo lifted Kitaru’s legs up either side of his waist and picked him up onto the desk where he had been working. Kairo separated Kitaru’s legs and eyed the reasonably sized erection which over filled the front of the silky thong.

“But you just want it so much...” Kairo smiled as the black haired boy nodded; the petal-coloured blush covered his sweet cheeks. “Lets get these restricting panties off you why don’t we?” Kairo took hold of the skinny straps and pulled down slowly. The underwear was slid delicately down the boys slender legs and off over his shiny, black high-heels. The blonde dropped the article of unnecessary clothing on the floor and turned his attention back to the heated Pal on his desk.

“This really isn’t getting my work done but I suppose it can’t be helped.” Kairo smirked before leaning over between the boy’s legs to plant a passionate kiss. As the kiss progressed the blonde ran his hand down Kitaru’s inner thigh. Soon after his fingers arrived at that slick hole once more and he dipped them inside. Kitaru moaned into the kiss, wriggling under the larger man as the blonde found the spot that sent the PAL crazy.

“More!” The kiss was broken so that the command could be uttered, breathlessly. Kairo smiled seductively.

“You’re ready already? You really must have been trying your hardest before to cum.” The blonde slipped his fingers out and held Kitaru’s hands to help pull him up. Kitaru wobbled a bit as he made it to his feet – he was so close he could hardly control himself. Kairo kept a hold on the boy so he wouldn’t fall and turned him away from him. He moved close to the desk again before he placed his hand on Kitaru’s back and applied pressure to tell the PAL to fall forward onto the desk.

Without warning Kairo has unzipped his jeans and had hastily entered Kitaru. Kitaru screamed with pleasure at the unexpected intrusion. Kairo pulled back before thrusting back in abruptly. Kitaru allowed his body to rest fully over the desk and his face lay on the vanished wood.

“AH...ah....nnh... Kairo...Master, I don’t know how long I can AH last!” Kitaru gasped. His erection rubbed and pushed up against the desk causing even more stimulation. “Master, please... more!” Kairo leaned over the back of the boy as he continued his powerful thrusts. He licked the shell of the boy’s ear before whispering,

“You can’t come yet my little maid boy.” He pulled Kitaru a little further away from the desk just enough so that the boy’s erection wasn’t pressed against the wood. Kitaru lifted himself up off the table onto his elbows as Kairo snaked a hand around his body and grabbed tight a hold of the throbbing erection. Kitaru screamed out whilst pushing back towards each of Kairo’s thrusts.

“Ah, please master! You have to let AH me cum!!” He moaned, feeling himself so near the edge.

“You can’t cum until I’m ready to my cute little nympho.” Kairo smirked; though he himself now spoke with ragged breaths and the sweat droplets made their way down from his hairline. Kitaru pouted, tortured by the immense pleasure that was being denied its right to burst free. At that point Kitaru got a sneaky idea and squeezed around Kairo’s erection. The muscular walls conclosed tightly around the blondes erection. Kairo gasped and let out a moan as he was caught off guard.

“Kitaru! What are you doing!?” He asked, gasping breaths as he struggled to continue moving.

“Master, you said you needed to finish too, so I’m helping you.” Kairo cheeks flared up as the boy beneath him started to moan and gasp dramatically, pulling lewd, pouting poses which turned the blonde on so much it was unbelievable. Another squeeze reminded the blonde to begin moving once more instead of just watching the show.

“Ah, mm, yes....more Master, please nnh mm!” Kitaru moaned seductively. Kairo’s speed increased and he pounded the tight entrance relentlessly, as he closed his eyes and allowed a long groan to escape past his lips. He loosened his grip on the boy’s erection and began to stroke up and down the shaft.

Both males screamed their moans in the height of the moment as they finally released themselves. Kitaru’s seed projected into the strong hand that had been working his erection and stray strands landed on the vanished wood, dripping down onto the floor.

They remained, resting on each other on the desk for a moment before Kairo straightened up and removed his softening member from Kitaru. As he exited, a creamy white trail stretched between them before it was broke and pulled down with the rest of the liquid as it leaked out of the Kitaru's ring.

Kairo sat down on the chair; he stared mesmerized at the picture before him.

“Kitaru, I think we need to clean you up a bit, I came so much inside you, and it’s all coming out.” Unseen by the blonde, Kitaru blushed at this, brightly. He stood up, causing more to flow down his inner thigh. The stream ceased when it reached the top of the suspenders.

“I’ll get a cloth for the floor, master.” Kairo took to his feet and stepped towards the boy. He ran his fingers up the line of semen and scooped some onto them. He lifted the creamy fingers up to the boy’s mouth,

“That’s a good idea, then we can have a bath, I’m sure I can finish my work tomorrow.” Kitaru opened his mouth as Kairo spoke before lapping up the mess on his fingers.

END


Bishi: Hi again, wow I haven't been on here in quite some time. I guess I've just been busy with other stuff :(. Anyway, this is the 3rd installment of a series I've been typing up in my spare time. Yes I know that this is Volume 3 and I haven't got the other ones up yet but thats because I'm not sure if theres anything I wish to change on Volume 1 and Volume 2 is a continuation of Volume 1 and I haven't started it yet. So there are my reasons for putting up Volume 3 before the others ^_^. I hope you enjoyed this one, I know I enjoyed writing it. I also hope you can detect that this is a more recent fiction and I hope it's noticable that my style has improved? If not, gomen, I shall have to try to improve even further! Bye til next time! ^_^