"Where is Brother Wukong?"
"Maybe he's sick."
"Sick, you say! No more than excuses. That old monkey is nothing but a liar of the worst kind. He only hides so he can be with that other rat."
A group of friends were having dinner on the flower fruit mountain, on the other side of the water curtain, right in front of the monkey king's stone mansion. They had a stone table perched under a Neem tree with fruits and various dishes on it; the smell was exquisite and the atmosphere was pleasant. With the night breeze kissing their faces. Barely two hours had passed since twilight's departure and they wanted to spend the rest of time reunited like the brotherhood they were. However, two brothers were missing; the stone monkey and the six-eared macaque. None had shown signs of life for half an hour and the others were beginning to get annoyed.
"Be patient with them. We all know that they are lovers, aren't they?" Said Elephant xiōngdì while he took a plum from the table.
That comment inevitably caused a feeling of annoyance to arise in Azure Lion, who was quietly drinking white wine at the other side of the table. He wanted to convince himself that the relationship between the great sage and the six-eared macaque had no great effect on him. He wanted to convince himself that he didn't care about what they were doing behind their backs, behind his back . But, inevitably, it caused him great discomfort to imagine them together.
His jealousy was eating him away and he really didn't even help himself to feel bad about it.
Out of the stone house came the dark-furred ape without his distinguished scarlet cloak. He seemed to be in a hurry. The men at the table called his attention from their place.
"Liu'er Xiongdì!" Exclaimed the bull king. "Where is that idiotic monkey?"
"Don't worry, brothers, he's fine." Macaque answered with a calm smile. "We are simply at that time of the year."
That Time of year .
What was he referring to? At what time of the year did the great sage need to isolate himself far from them?
Oh .
The mating season.
Azure got up from his seat hastily and approached the dark-furred monkey with long strides.
"What do you want?" Macaque questioned him with obvious annoyance. As if he could read the lion's ulterior motives.
"Is Wukong in heat?"
"And why do you care?"
"So he is. And you leave just like that? Aren't you his partner?"
Macaque wrinkled his nose in annoyance. “Whatever we do on the other side of the gates is none of your business. Months ago I organized a meeting with the dragons of the East to fix a mishap I have with them and if I don't show up for sure they will declare war on us. I can't be here now."
If it were me, nothing would be a higher priority to me than Wukong's well-being , Azure thought.
"And you can't rearrange it?"
"I'm telling you, it's a matter that takes months to settle! I can't just do that. And it's not like they get it. Like you, right now, who can't understand that I need to leave."
"Maybe I can help. Bring him cold water or food if he needs it."
" Oh no ." The expression on Macaque's face turned menacing. "If you even cross close the door of the mansion I swear that I will tear your testicles with my bare hands."
Azure frowned. "I only worry about our yì xiōngdì."
"Well then, if you appreciate the brotherhood we share, you won't think of getting close to Wukong's room. You won't even turn to see the stone mansion. Swear on this friendship, Azure. Swear to me you won't try anything." Macaque demanded with a threatening tone. There was a dark aura on his face and at the same time a dangerous glint in his eyes. He was being serious.
Then, resigned, Azure replied.
"I swear."
But he had never been an honest man. And the friendship between him and Macaque was almost non-existent.
(...)
When Azure entered the stone mansion it was a completely empty and gloomy place. The walls were painted in a jade white color and there were designs of different fruits and flowers painted with different colored ink. Azure was walking in total silence while his yì xiōngdì were heading to their respective homes outside. However, he was not planning to leave soon.
Then, he heard him.
A moan.
Down the hall, in the king's room, a loud moan echoed against the walls. Then a ragged gasp and followed by several pitiful whimpers.
Azure knew immediately that it was Wukong. A burning sensation arose in his solar plexus and it went down his entire body like an electric shock when he heard another loud moan coming from the same place. His crotch throbbed with anticipation.
His mind moved to the kitchen for a stone bowl. A little water is what the king would need. Good thing there was a pond just outside the mansion. And there he went.
As he poured water into the bowl and let the cool sensation of it calm his reactions, he had to convince himself that he didn't want this. That he didn't want to go into that room and own him, destroy him, show that stupid six-eared monkey that he was the one to satisfy him and no one else. However, it would be unfair to Wukong. He was in a rather vulnerable state and he wanted to be discreet in front of him.
But every time he approached the door, the whimpers and gasps became louder and louder. He could even hear the slimy snap of him playing with his crotch. Oh, just imagining how wet he must be made that heat come back in and his dick throbbed between his pants. He felt eager...
Knowing that Wukong was in no condition to even respond, Azure skipped knocking on his bedroom door and simply opened it; a sweet smell in the environment and a humid and dense heat was what received him. Then, what he saw almost caused him to drop the bowl of water on the floor.
He was there, defenseless, in a nest that he himself made with what he had around him. He was completely naked and clinging to Liu'er's red cloak; that cloak whose absence he noticed when he saw the six-eared monkey leave the home. He was sniffing it, his legs wrapped around it, squeezing it between his thighs, rubbing against it as his fingers moved over the folds of his vulva; playing with the clit and introducing them into his cunt eventually. The most obscene sounds Azure has ever heard came out of his mouth. Azure had never seen him this vulnerable, this willing. It was like watching a prey handed over on a silver platter for him to devour whole and he was wondering if he really would take it or not.
The cravings grew. And the bulge in his pants kept throbbing painfully under the fabric.
He saw how Wukong stirred in his bed and began to speak; a slack, choked tone of voice.
"Mac... Mgh..." he stammered. "Macaque... My love... Is that you?" He questioned brokenly. His agitated breathing blocked him from expressing clearly. "Come here... Ngh... I need you…"
Azure put the bowl of water aside and said loudly, “My king…"
Sun Wukong immediately sat up, his face as red as a ripe peach. He hastily pulled the cloth of his cloak around him as he recognized the voice calling to him.
However—and so Azure noticed—he still shamelessly rubbed himself under the fabric that covered him. And his chest rose and fell uncontrollably. He was still blinded by the lust he was experiencing, and yet, pathetically , he tried to cover it up.
"Azure!" He exclaimed in a broken tone. "What... What are you doing... Mgh...?" He needed to take small breaks in between sentences because of his agitated breathing. "What are you doing here?"
"Liu'er xiōngdì told me that you were going through your heat and I wanted to be here for whatever you need, my king." He replied in a calm tone of voice, approaching him with careful steps. As if he didn't feel eagerness. As if he didn't want to devour him at that moment.
"How thoughtful of you, Azure..." Wukong said in response.
He was still sitting on the bed; his hair turned into a disastrous tangle and he still kept rubbing his thighs together in order to get some stimulation that would ease his painful state. Azure placed a hand on his cheek, earning a piteous whimper in response and the stone monkey's face snuggling up against him, seeking more tact. He looked so pathetic. So vulnerable. So willing. So delicious .
Wukong timidly removed the cloak that covered him and slowly spread his legs, exposing his wet and neglected pussy. He began the desperate play with his fingers again, letting out moans and agitated gasps again as he looked into Azure's intense eyes; who was speechless. He had never seen such a shameless side. The heat was stifling him.
Azure lowered his hand from his face and traveled down Wukong's body. Feeling each corner with his fingers, making sure it was not a mirage. That he was real and he was right in front of him, showing a side of himself that he never even imagined he would be able to see. He wanted to memorize every corner of him; his scars, his stretch marks, the curve of his neck, the bulge of his Adam's apple, his navel... As if he were reading a poem in Braille. He wanted to touch it all.
He stopped on his right thigh and squeezed it, drawing a breathy groan from the king.
His hand, then, entered the inner face of the same thigh, interrupting Wukong's work, then he began to brush the folds of his cunt from top to bottom with his thumb, feeling how wet it was under his touch.
That brought a smile to his face.
"Great sage, who could see you... So determined to be respected, and yet, what would they think in heaven if they saw how you spread your legs at the first person you see to relieve your libido like a whore?"
Wukong couldn't even defend himself, he was too subjected to that sea of sensations. How his legs gave way to each tickle. How the sweltering heat that clouded his senses intensified.
His undoing was when Azure inserted a finger into his entrance and began to penetrate it in an accelerated swing. Wukong clung to his left arm, digging his claws into it as he whimpered impatiently. Azure could feel his spasm under his touch. As his legs trembled...
"Look how wet you are... Just for me, my love." Azure whispered in his ear and then began to kiss his cheeks "Do you like how I touch you?"
Wukong could only nod while he brought his crotch to the other's hand with a gradual movement of his hips.
Azure couldn't feel more pleased. In addition to having the man he had loved for so long at his mercy, he also had the satisfaction of breaking that hideous six-eared monkey. Oh, how jealous he was of him. How Wukong approached him, how he hugged him, how they whispered to each other and touched each other inconspicuously... Now he would be the one receiving all that attention. It would be him who would make Sun Wukong squirm under his touch.
He removed his pants, releasing his swollen, throbbing cock. The tip was dripping with pre-cum and there were bulging, marked veins all along the length. He took the golden monkey by the waist; being fascinated by the fact that his two hands could completely envelop it; as if it was made to fit him and him alone. He rubbed the tip several times against the king's clit, drawing impatient whimpers from him.
"Azure..." Wukong complained.
"Is there something wrong, my dear?" Azure questioned as if he didn't know what the sage was anticipating so much.
"Put it in." He begged shamelessly. "I want to feel you, please…"
The lion couldn't help but be surprised again at that reaction. At his obscene implorations and the redness of his cheeks that could be confused with the copper tone of his fur. He loved this new side of his king. And he swears he'll engrave it in his memory. He'll drink every one of his expressions, his sighs, gasps and moans to stay drunk for the rest of his life.
He slowly inserted the extension into Wukong's pussy, letting out a long, husky moan. It was so cramped, wet and warm. His walls imprisoning him, sucking him in.
He submitted so much to that sensation that Wukong began to snuggle against him, seeking more tact; being able to fuck himself with Azure's cock.
It didn't last long, as the lion tightened its grip on his hips, digging his fingers into Wukong's reddish fur, and began to thrust repeatedly in a frantic back and forth. Intent on savoring every second he was inside of the king.
Wukong's moans could be heard throughout China and part of India, Korea and Mongolia if possible. He was too immersed in the sensations, in the ecstasy that he was experiencing. It was too much. The bed's creaking, the movement of both bodies, the wet sound from inside him every time Azure got out and entered again. It was all overstimulating him. Therefore, he clung to Azure's back, digging his claws into him in such a way that he began to bleed and crimson droplets stained his bluish fur.
"Azure!" He moaned his name loudly.” Azure, Azure, Azure… So… Mgh.” He hid his face in the lion's neck as he slipped his arms under Azure's strong, stocky ones, letting his hands cling to his shoulders. “So big…”
Azure felt full. Full for having tamed the most indomitable spirit on this earth; for having him completely at his mercy, spread-eagled against a pile of pillows, letting him fuck him hard and shameless. In the midst of the mess under him, he caught sight of Macaque's scarf crimson fabric in between their bodies; he couldn't help but get annoyed. He grabbed it in one hand and tossed it somewhere across the room.
The lion took Wukong by the hips and lifted him so that he was back against the bed and Wukong was on top of him, riding him desperately. Going up and down, seeing how his cock appeared and disappeared before each seat.
"Who is bigger, my king?" He questioned, taking him by the waist “Me or him?”
There was a silent pause before Wukong answered, the only sound being the wetness of coming in and out
"You..." he answered finally.
"And who satisfies you the most, hum? Me or him?”
It began to be Azure who controlled the thrusts. Moving Wukong's hips with a slowness that was driving the stone monkey crazy.
“You!” He answered “I-It's you... Mgh…”
“Oh yeah? Do you think that I spoil you better than your partner?” he asked, speeding up his thrusts a bit.
"Yes… Yes, Azure...Only you… fuck..." His eyes rolled to the back of his skull. “You are so good... So perfect for me…”
“Is that so? Mmm…” Azure hummed, grabbing his furry waist tightly and began frantically thrusting in him again. There was only the sound of the skins colliding, the bed creaking, and the smacking of their fluids. “I should impregnate you so the whole world knows that only I can satisfy you in this way, my dear...
“Yes!” Wukong exclaimed, blinded by lust. “Please cum inside me... Please..”.
The room was filled with a confused sound tangle. Between the moans, the gasps and the babblings, time passed. And they could both feel the orgasm approaching.
When Azure sensed that he was close to cuming, he grabbed onto Wukong and hugged him, thrusting harder than before.
"My king, my king, my king..." he stammered against his skin. Against his ginger fur and the exposed skin of his chest. “I am completely devoted to you…” he removed his face from his chest and began to kiss his face. “Look how beautiful you are…”
"Azure..."
Wukong grabbed his face and began to kiss him. They were clicks, gasps, and whimpers between kisses. The hands of both clinging to the body of the other, making sure to stay as close as possible. Entangled in such a way that it would be difficult to tell when one body ended and the other began. Wukong wrapped his tail around one of Azure's legs, they were getting closer and closer to their orgasm.
And with a loud, hoarse moan, he came inside the king. Made a tangle of spasms and stammered curses.
He rose up onto his body, still supporting his waist with one hand, and gently pulled out of him. Leaving a wet sound with it. The white liquid came out of the dilated entrance and stained the sheets. Then slowly introduced his dick again, while the other man played with his clit. Wukong could not resist any longer and came within strong spasms.
Having finished, Azure moved closer to him to kiss the monkey's face while catching his breath. Wukong fell asleep at the attention received.
After having recovered his strength, Azure dressed again and left the room, carefully closing the door. He walked through the corridors of the stone house in no hurry to get out of it. It had been a wonderful night.
On the outskirts of the place he found Macaque who, upon seeing him leave, opened his eyes too wide. His brows furrowed and his lips twisted in displeasure. Azure had to resist the urge to smile.
"Good morning, Liu'er Xiōngdì." Was the only thing he said while leaving the territory that belonged to the home of the Monkey King.
Date: February 7th, 2023