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Garu hangs his head as he trudges toward his room. Master is away until tomorrow, and Yakumo and Blade went with him. It happens sometimes, and it isn’t as though he hasn’t been the one to go along plenty of times himself. It’s just always a bit lonely when none of them are around.
He loves the other clan members, but they have things to do too, and not all of them are people he could spend a fun afternoon with. So he resigns himself to holing up in his room and reading or drawing alone. It’s only for a day, at least.
At his door, he pauses when his toe taps against something solid. Glancing down, he sees two boxes stacked neatly, each tied with a different color ribbon—one blue, one yellow. Ah, something for him and for Karu. When he reaches down to pick up the packages, he catches a whiff of Master’s scent. Even better! He left presents for them to enjoy while he’s gone.
Eagerly, Garu carries the gifts into his room and closes the door. He sets Karu’s on the dresser and brings his to the bed. His tail swishes and his ears twitch happily as he tries to guess the contents. Maybe it’s a new sketch book—Master is really good at drawing, and Garu asked him to teach him a few things even though he says he likes Garu’s own pictures best. Or maybe it’s a new ball. They never did get him one he could use outdoors after they bought the special one to play with in bed.
At that thought, Garu’s ears and tail go still and he holds his breath for a few seconds. Maybe that’s the kind of present this is. It would be just like Master to give him something special that they could use together when he comes home. Flushing with both excitement and embarrassment, Garu finally tears the wrapping off the box and opens the lid.
Inside, nestled in soft fabric, there’s a strand with three iridescent balls of different textures, smaller at one end and increasing in size. Intrigued, Garu pulls them out and almost drops them in surprise. They’re heavier than he expected, and he can feel a kind of dormant essence inside them. He sets them on the bed when he spots a handwritten note at the bottom of the box.
“Hey, Garu! I made these just for you. If you miss me too much, just add a little of
your own essence and have fun. Tell me what you think when I get back, okay?”
It’s signed in his scrawling script, complete with a little doodle of himself and Garu. Blushing, Garu tucks the note into his bedside drawer. Just add a little of your own essence. He licks his lips and runs a cautious finger over the balls. Even though he would much rather play with Master, he is curious about what they do if he follows the directions.
He stands and checks to make sure the door is locked before stripping down to his underpants. Returning to his bed, he examines the strand of balls, picking it up and turning it over in his hands, exploring the bumps on the second bead and the ridges on the third.
If Master gave him something like this, chances are he gave a different kind to Karu. Garu pokes around in his head a bit, but Karu is strangely quiet today. Closing his eyes, Garu thanks him for understanding and for allowing him to have a bit of space. He’s pretty sure he hears a little “hmph” that makes him giggle and feel pleased that he was right.
Garu takes out a small bottle of lube from the bedside table. He doesn’t always need it, or not much anyway, with Master because he tends to make enough slick. But on his own, it’s nice to have it. He’s seen beads like this before and knows pretty well how they work, although he’s never held any as heavy as these. The idea of Master thinking about what he’d like and then carefully crafting them just for him has Garu excited already.
It’ll be easier to put them in if he’s lying in bed, so he tugs off his jock strap and settles onto the mattress. Once the iridescent spheres are nice and slippery with lube, he parts his legs and rests the first one against his hole. Then he remembers he’s supposed to add a little essence, so he does just as he presses the first ball inside. While he inserts it, he imagines getting to enjoy these with Master, holding his legs apart and giving Master room to work at sliding them into him.
The first bead slips past his tight muscle. With a gasp, he pauses. It tingles a bit, but it’s the second and third beads that change the most from the pulse of essence. Ball number two is icy cool, raising goose flesh on the insides of his thighs. Eagerly, he slides it in to nestle against the first one. The last bead, the largest, is so warm in his hand that he has to withdraw for a moment. Slowly he adds it, squeezing a bit to make sure they’re snugly in place.
He feels the weight of them shift with his body’s motion, and the hot-cold sensations begin to alternate. In his mind, he can see the way Master would watch his reactions, his eyes lighting up at Garu’s soft moan. A thrill runs up his spine, and a pearl of precum dampens the tip of his cock.
When he tightens and releases his muscles, the heavy beads roll a little, almost feeling like his vibrating toy. He tugs lightly on the loop at the end of the string to move them a bit more. Betting it would feel even better if he let the weight rest inside him from above, he turns onto his belly and sticks his ass in the air.
The pleasure is nearly instant, causing Garu to yip a little in surprise at the sensation. He can almost hear the way Master would whisper in his ear, telling him he’s so good while running his hand down his back. Garu sways his hips, making the heavy beads rock in response and press against that spot. He lets out a whine, tipping his head back and squeezing his eyes shut.
He’s leaking copiously now, both front and back. He presses his chest and cheek into the mattress and raises his ass even higher. With one hand, he reaches back and wiggles the strand of beads. He sneaks the other arm underneath himself, trying to find the right angle to play with his hard little penis.
It would feel so good to do this with Master. He only has two hands, after all! If Master were here, he could rub Garu’s insides with the beads or stroke him off, leaving his hands free to touch his chest. Garu pants, glad he’s flexible enough to at least manage this much.
Or maybe Master would just watch him, praising him and telling him how cute he is, how sexy he is, how he’s jealous of those beads getting to be inside him. Garu pushes his hips forward and back, moaning at how full he feels. The alternating temperatures of the balls are driving his essence crazy, making it fluctuate and leaving him feeling hot and itchy all over.
He strokes himself a bit faster, panting open-mouthed against the sheets and leaving them damp with saliva. He’s close, the familiar pressure building up behind his belly button. He can’t help putting words to what he’s feeling.
“Ugh…Master…oh…I want to cum so bad…”
He shoves his forehead against the mattress, imagining Master’s voice telling him it’s okay, he can let it out now. His cock stiffens just a little more, and then he’s there, cumming hard from inside his ass and withdrawing the beads at the same moment. Before he’s even finished, a second climax rises and bursts out of him, this time splattering thick, hot spunk onto the bed between his legs.
Gasping, he collapses on to the mattress, his skin so sensitive even the soft sheets feel slightly scratchy. He rolls over onto his back, his tongue hanging out and his limbs all loose and floppy. Slowly, he opens his eyes, surprised to see the sun has barely shifted in the sky.
Huh. That didn’t take as long as he expected. He sits up, his head a bit fuzzy from the force of his orgasms. Carefully, he picks up the strand of beads and holds it as he swings his legs to dangle over the side of the bed. He stands and stretches then pads over to the bathroom.
With another glance at the sky, he decides he has plenty of time to clean the toy and see what other fun things he can do with it. After all, it’s still early, and he doesn’t have anywhere he needs to be.