He was immersed in total darkness. The darkness of his slashed eyes was merged into the blackness of his silent sleeping room.

However he was stressed, and could not block all impressions and thoughts that flowed into his mind enough to fall into sleep.

The King writhed under the covers, uncomfortable and tight. He missed the illusions the Dream Flowers gave him. He missed the loving dreams which caused him to wake up in the middle of the night with a his sex still swollen and sensitive, and his groin and lower abdomen coated with his own semen.

He groaned and stirred in bed again.

He had never found himself another lover since Kurama. Sometimes he even thought he had forgotten what was like to make real love. He had lived in the shadowy world of dreams and unfulfilled desires for too long.

It was then Yomi heard a swooshing sound cut the stillness of the night. The King had no difficulty at all in identifying that joyful presence.

He remained rigid and tense under the quilts, and his long ears prickled up to catch the delicious sound of those soft barefoot steps. He breathed deeply and slowly, enjoying the distinctive smell that filled his whole room. It was an exciting blend of fresh honey, lillies and the almost imperceptible note of  silk mixed into the intense aroma of a male youko's sex.

"Lollypop! I almost got lost! Your papa's palace is so big!"

Yomi could not help but smile when he heard sweet, sexy, soft Kinno speak to him like that. He must have left his son's quarters for some reason - perhaps a late night attack to the kitchen's pantry and fridge, or a walk around the Palace's suspended gardens. But what did it matter? The point is that he had got lost on his way back and entered the wrong bedroom.

The King did not move or uttered any protest, allowing the golden fox to keep on his blunder. Lying on his stomach, he sensed the youko walk closer, and his smile widened as he felt a tingling rush of excitment run all along his body, tautening him up.

It was something he had dreamed of in his deepest fantasies. He could not deny the attraction he felt for that delicious youko, who looked so much like Kurama. Kinno seemed Kurama's good-hearted doppelganger...

He had never said anything, he had never tried to make a pass at Kinno in consideration for his son, but whenever that blonde youko enveloped him in his arms, kissed him and sat on his lap, Yomi could not deny a frisson of lust running all up his back.

Impassive, Yomi allowed Kinno to sit on the edge of the bed and then lean forward,  enveloping him with gentle-embracing arms.

"You're getting big, sugar... All that pumping iron is giving you wide shoulders. I love it..."

Yomi chuckled, but he muffled the sound against the pillows. He had no intention of letting Kinno find out about his mistake so soon...

He shuddered when he experienced Kinno's hands caressing his back. He pulled the quilts away, and then bent over Yomi to give wide, wet, hungry kisses all over his back, licking and nibbling, while one hand slid downwards to his buttocks.

Those hands... Kinno had such a sexy and warm touch...

The youko squeezed Yomi's buttocks, and continued his kissing, not letting a single inch of  the youkai's back untouched by the wet, velvet caress of his mouth.

Yomi jerked and moaned very softly. Then, feeling his sex start to stiffen under him, he rolled over, and his arms clinched around Kinno's slender waist, drawing him over his body, and nestling him in between his parted thighs.

Yomi knew Kinno could see nothing in the perfect darkness of the room. He had advantage over that beautiful fox. He could not see, but he could perceive, and smell, touch, hear and taste everything.

He felt those tender hands stroke his chest. Softly fidgeting fingers trailed a way up along his neck, and then played with his ears... 

Yomi kept himself very rigid, just waiting for Kinno's reaction. It was a pity he could not  impersonate his son. The differences between them were not many, but were crucial; even in a dark room.

Those soft fingers felt his ears, touching and counting. Three... Three long ears on each side...

Kinno said nothing, but Yomi could notice that his mood changed. To be on the safe side, the youko reached up, and felt the youkai's horns.

Shura had only three of them, while Yomi had seven...

Kinno froze. He did not even try to pull himself from Yomi's embrace, apparently too shocked to react.

"Papa Yomi! What are you doing in Shura's bed?"

Yomi took one hand up to Kinno's head. He stroked his beautiful hair, and sighed in, very passionately.

"You came to my quarters, beautiful Kinno..."

The fox became very confused and tense. Yomi sensed the coldness of the shock cloak the warm affection and allurement Kinno always showed. He patted his head, and reached the controls at the head of his bed.

Light. He did not need it, but Kinno did. Not much, though... Yomi pressed the controls to disclose the large shades along the windows. The twinkling light of Gandara's skyscrappers, and the intermittent silvery burst of the lightnings allowed a little visibility in the room.

Kinno could see now that Yomi showed a very warm, very receptive smile on his lips.

"Please, stay. I am so alone..."

"Papa Yomi... And Shura?"

Yomi shifted his body under Kinno's. The youko's slender frame fit the space between his thighs with an arousing, undeniable perfection. Yomi rubbed his lower abdomen against Kinno's to make him realize he was already erect and willing.

"He does not need to know,  yes?"

The young youko looked down, avoiding to be face to face with his sweetheart's father. He seemed sad and thoughtful, and his hands clutched tightly to the sheets. Despite his sudden despondency, Kinno did not move his body a single inch away from Yomi's. He still allowed his future father-in-law to squeeze him in his arms and against his aroused body.

"Why?" Kinno's question was very simple, short, soft as a breeze.

Yomi remained in silence for a while, in a deep, sad mood. He stroked Kinno's head again as he spoke.

"I am tired of sleeping alone every night. I am tired of unfulfilled dreams. You look so much like your father... Give me this grace, Kinno..... Just once..."

"Is it true daddy Kurama broke your heart?"

"He still does. He has been breaking my heart and my soul apart every single day since he sent me away from him."

The King noticed those velvet fingers caress his face. A very tender caress, light as a passing feather, touched his eyes, and then slid down his cheek to reach his mouth.

Yomi parted his lips, and sucked those fingers tenderly. Yes... His assumption was right. Kinno not only smelled, but he also tasted like honey.

"Poor papa..." Kinno smiled then, and Yomi, sensing his gesture, smiled back, kissing the palm of his hand. "I'm gonna make you happy like my daddy would."

Kinno said nothing more. He drew himself closer to Gandara's King and kissed his lips.

Yomi gasped. He moaned around the kiss when he felt that delicious tongue slipping into his mouth, probing for his own tongue in a deep, slow, kiss. Kinno's tongue twisted and rolled inside his mouth, reaching deeper, filling Yomi with a wet, overwhelming caress.

Yomi swayed his body under Kinno's. His hands pulled off the quilts from in between their clinching bodies. He yanked at the silk robe Kinno was wearing and stripped it off him with one vigorous pull.

The golden fox squirmed his body in between that youkai's thighs, bucking his sex hard against Yomi's. He thrusted his hips forward, and their naked bodies met. Kinno started to rock his hips, up and down, up and down, in a slow rhythm, while still kissing the King,  rubbing their cocks together. His sex was still soft, but it was being warmed up, brought up and hard as he smothered it along Yomi's throbbing hard prick.

"Papa... Oh.. Papa Yomi... You're so tasty..."

The King sunk his hands into the soft flowing mass of Kinno's hair, and cupped his head, bringing him down to another kiss...

"You are pretty like a dream, my son..." He murmured, feeling his cold, needy body be filled with the sensual warmth which flowed from Kinno's mouth into his, like a soothing nectar.

Kinno kissed, sucked his tongue, played flickering his tongue in fast, arousing strokes against Yomi's, or rolled it in slow turns, filling the horned youkai's mouth with the most delicious kiss he had ever tried. Yomi drank from that kiss, moaning and groaning, letting the young youko's skilled tongue and his warm lips conquer his whole mouth.

Yomi sucked air in, enthralled. He was so hot his tits and his prick hurt.

Tired of that long, drooling caress, Yomi aimed his shut eyes at Kinno. He could feel his cheeks were flushed. His whole body seemed to have been infused with a hot, potent charge of lust and life. It felt like in his old times...

"You kiss so tasty, my child..."

Kinno placed a quick smack on Yomi's lips. Their smiles met in that quick kiss.

"I am a professional! It is gonna be a night you won't forget, Papa Yomi!"

Yomi sat up. Then he bent over Kinno, and caressed his beautiful face, making his fingers follow the curve of his cheeks, the deppression of his eyes, the thin line of his eyebrows and his slender, perfect nose. He slid is fingers along his smiling lips, and gently squeezed his chin.

Then Yomi leaned forward, and seized Kinno's shaft with his mouth.

The youko's body arched up, and he groaned softly, jabbing his hips forward to help Yomi take his whole prick in his mouth.

Yomi sucked hard, and one of his hands cupped and squeezed the satin-soft balls, which were hot and tense with arousal. He squeezed the soft flesh delicately, playing with those delicious testicles in his huge hand, massaging them with his kind fingers, as his mouth sucked Kinno's shaft to its huge full erection. That hard meat packed his mouth, throbbing and juicy, and Yomi's senses were completely taken by the smell and the taste of that young dog-fox demon.

"Oh... Suck your kiddie harder... It's so good, papa..."

To have that youko calling him papa made Yomi much more aroused. It was such a shame, such an evil thing to be giving his own son horns in such a fashion... But he could not avoid it. Kinno was just like his father - A Divinity of Sex and Pleasure. He was lust in a demon's body, and there was no way any youkai, ningen, or God could ever avoid being victim of their seduction.

Yomi's free hand grasped his own hot erection with an ardent hunger. He was so hot... He could feel his whole prick jerk and throb with the incoming climax... He could feel it piling up in his groin, making his whole lower abdomen heavy and tight, tautening his muscles, and making his whole shaft burn.

Kinno thrusted his cock deeper into Yomi's mouth. The King was gagged, and then his whole body suffered a spasm of the most intense lust...

He groaned around his foxy son's prick, and a fast, overwhelming tingling sensation took his body. Then, Yomi felt his own cock explode in one huge, fast, powerful flood of cum.

"Ah! Kinno! Help your papa..." It was what Yomi moaned, as he threw himself back onto the mattress, abandoning himself to that unstoppable, long, arresting orgasm...

Kinno knew what to do. He fell down on Yomi, and took his twitching, still spurting erection into his mouth, sucking the rest of  that huge torrent of cum with a avid devouring kiss.

Yomi moaned, and his chest fell and raised in a violent rhythm, revealing the devastating intensity of that orgasm. He panted heavily, and his distressed breathing and Kinno's lapping and sucking were the only sounds in the room.

Yomi came back to normal very slowly. And Kinno was still there, sucking the King's limp penis with a real son's loving dedication, kissng his balls, massaging his thighs...

The horned youkai reached out to hold Kinno's tail. He stroked the fur, and squeezed it delicately. He loved youko tails...

Yomi slid his body around Kinno's to be able to reach his fluffly tail with his lips. He smeled the fur, and kissed his fluffy tail from its tip up to the part where it met the entrance of his butt-crevice. Yomi sensed the way with his sensitive hands and then kissed the small of the youko's graceful back.

It was Kinno's turn to moan...

"I was such a bad papa, my son... I came first, and I did not let my kid have any fun. Please... You must punish your papa for being so bossy..."

Kinno stroked Yomi's abdomen  and drew his tongue in one last lap over his balls and flacid penis. The organ responded, with a light twitch that brough a smile to the youko's lips. He knew his papa was not satisfied yet.

The young youko sat up and looked amorously at Yomi. The tall, powerful youkai showed himself very vulnerable before him. He laid on his belly across the bed, looking at him over his shoulder with that pair of shut but expressive eyes that he had, waiting for him to take the initiative.

"Punish me, kid."

Kinno grasped it when he noticed the youkai lift his butt a little from the mattress and part his thighs enough to show him the pulsating pucker of his ass.

"Be bad to me, child."
 
Kinno crawled closer to Yomi, and straddled his thighs, making his legs press hard the sides of his knees, pinning him in place. His expression changed from a lighthearted smile to an angry frown. But it was all part of his act. His profession often demanded him to play roles. And he had already been told how much Papa Yomi enjoyed big, bad youko.

Yomi attacked the mattress with his horns, nuzzling and chewing the sheets, driven by the delicious antecipation of his punishment. He raised his rear a little more, and swayed his body back and fro very slowly. His already tumescent sex slapped sexily against the middle of his thighs as he did it, and his entrance twitched with the urge to be filled.

"Please... Show me all you have got..." He whispered, begging Kinno to discipline him.
 
 "Shut your crappy mouth! You're a very nasty papa! I'm gonna shove a lesson up your ass!"

Yomi smiled, and wriggled against the pillows and soft sheets. A titillating shock of lust made his asshole blink and pulsate. He groaned, pleased, when one of Kinno's hands grapped a bit of his long hair and tugged at it, firmly, like reins.

Yomi growled when the sudden snapping sound filled the room, and the burning impact hit his butt.

"You need a good spanking! Bad, bad papa!"

He groaned, and pushed his rear up and apart a little more, deligthed with the rude and hard slap. He could feel his flesh getting hot and sensitive from the smack, and loved the tingling sensation of pain and heat mixed.

Another slap, and another, and another, one after the other... The sound, the feel of his reddening buttcheeks, the clenching spasm that made his ass twitch and wink...

"Ah! Yes! I've been bad... Yes, child, castigate your papa, please, make me learn a lesson..."

Another abrupt yanking at his hair shut Yomi into silence again. Another slap, and his buttocks were burning intensely. The hurting sensation sprawled all over his behind, and now a steady pressure was growing again in his groin, turning his sex into a huge, hard and long spear of sex.

He relaxed his body and rubbed his lower abdomen all over the cold satin sheets, sliding his hard, throbbing penis up and down, driven by the intense arousal he felt.

He felt another hard slap, and now his butt hurt so badly that his whole body trembled with the sharp pain. But Yomi smiled, and his response was to wriggle his hips and rub his tight, jerking prick more vigorously against the bed.

It was then he sensed Kinno move onto his body, finding position over his thighs to spring forward and aim his big cock into the cleave in between Yomi's red, aching buttocks.

Kinno was really a bad child... He neither stroked Yomi's entrance nor made it wet with a kiss. The youkai's pucker was palpitating but it was still contracted and too tight. When the hot tip of Kinno's shaft nudged into it, the king felt his taut ring resist the harsh penetration. He moaned in response to the growing pain, but the fox insisted, pushing his big cock's head harder, invading his asshole in one straight, rude shove.

"Ah!!! It is burning! It hurts!"

"Take that up your ass, papa! It is what you deserve! You are a very bad youkai, and now this kid is going to fuck your ass up hard!"

A sting of pain and pleasure was pushed into his ass. Yomi gritted his teeth and attacked the mattress with his horns, as his back arched in a tight arch of agony. He stuck his nails into the mattress for support to be able to stand the dry thrust. However Yomi did not wince from Kinno. On the contrary, he pushed his asshole back against the penetrating shaft and did his best to relax and open himself to that thrusting volume. Kinno's prick was big and the slender fox showed a vigour and strenght Yomi did not expect. The youko persisted on his harsh assault, forcing way into that tight, dry and aching asshole, pushing his erection all the way into Yomi, filling him with a delicious pain...

It burned, it hurt... But Yomi soon relaxed and met the overwhelming pleasure of having that youko's prick stuck up to the top into his pulsating anus. He smiled to himself, enjoying the unrivalled sensation of being fullfilled in the most intimate hollow of his body. He loved to be vulnerable, opened wide and forced into submission, at the mercy of another demon's most dissolute desires...

"Ahn... My fox-child... Go on with it... Fuck your papa's guts out... "

Kinno let go of Yomi's hair to envelop his broad back with a loving embrace. He kissed the very middle of his back, and slipped his tongue up and down his spine, eliciting loud groans from Yomi. Goosebumps appeared on his back, shoulders and arms, and the King clenched his buttocks around that impalling prick and swayed his rear in a slow circle, that aroused a pleased response form the pretty youko.

"Oh, papa... You've got such a tasty ass... Your child is going to make you very happy now... " Kinno murmured, applying a hungry, sucking kiss in between the King's shoulderblades.

Yomi's body jerked with the tingling shock that spread all over his body... Those youko's lips were a dream... His body was warm and perfect like Love incarnate... And his shaft was a huge, perfect volume of pure lust. It filled his empty spaces like they had been made one to the other...

"Fuck your papa deeper... Please..."

Kinno clinched tight to Yomi, and thrusted his hips forward, bucking his huge sex back and fro into the youkai's harsh orifice, making it wield to his stabbing shaft at each powerful trust. He attacked that hole vigorously, and every time his prick rubbed the tense lump of pleasure in Yomi's passage and slipped in deeper, the King groaned and swung his butt up against  Kinno. That youko's cock fucked him deeper and deeper as his ring relaxed and allowed more of that immense prick to be pushed into his pulsating ass.

"Harder! harder! Make it hurt, kid! Make it burn! Split your papa's ass wide!

Yomi's voice was loud, altered by the intense lust that pulsated in his whole body. He was almost crying out his need for more and more, and as he begged, Kinno thrusted with more strenght, more energy. Their bodies slapped loudly one against the other in a faster succession of pushes and pulls, and Kinno's panting accompanied Yomi's groaning. Both voices sounded higher in the dim-litted room.

They moved restlessly one against the other, and the extreme tension and energy of their thrusts and cries revealed their need, and how closer they were to the climax. Kinno shut his moaning sounds by taking a bite at Yomi's muscled arm, and the King gasped violently in between his gritting teeth. A deeper, more energic thrust impalled his body, and Yomi sensed Kinno's shaft jerk violently inside his deliciously violated hole. A hot surge of cum spurted into him, and the feel caused a hot pressure of arousal to run along his whole shaft, driving him into an arresting climax.

He came and the youko came inside his ass too, and together they uttered a loud, ecstatic groan of  satisfaction. Yomi came all over the sheets, covering the cold satin with a large puddle of his hot, creamy semen, and he noticed a warm trickle slip from in between his crevice and down his balls and thighs.

It was his child's hot cum, which was so much, and so creamy that it was squelched out from his packed ass in one sensual, long dribble.

It was most delicious than any dream...

The King lay abandoned along the bed, still panting from that enrapturing orgasm. He neither move nor said anything, not even when Kinno pulled himself away form him.

Yomi breathed deeper, and his asshole twitched involuntarily when he felt that huge,long shaft be pulled out from him, sliding out slowly, delicately, leaving a wet, still titillating hollow behind...

It was so good to find himself completely crammed up with cock... A shame he must be left alone and empty again.

He sighed in. The room was filled with the smell of sex, youko's musk and cum. It was the best of all possible perfumes as far as Yomi was concerned. His ass still burned slightly, sore by harsh, forced penetration, but the smooth and flowing warmth of the cum and the friction engulfed the discomfort with a calm, intense pleasure.

Yomi rolled over to lie on his back and covered his nudity with one of the pillows.

He could see, without actually seeing it, that Kinno was dressing up his robe, quietly.

Yomi felt guilty and ashamed of his own desires then. He even thought it was one advantage of being blind; he did not need to ever look at his son's fiance eye to eye, and repent of that rapturous night.

"I am sorry, my son. I am a slave of my own desires sometimes." He spoke, in a somber, contrite mood. His cheeks and ears burned with embarrassment. He reached out and patted Kinno's thigh. "Will you forgive me?"

Kinno looked at the King, and gave him a smile. He was already wrapped in his rich silk robe, and ready to leave. However, he still bent over and touched Yomi's lips with one last kiss.

"Papa Yomi, it was a desire I treasured in my heart too. There is nothing to forgive." The youko pulled himself back a little, but he still caressed Yomi's face with one slow an tender touch of his fingertips. "Thank you for making my fantasy come true."

Yomi smiled. Bliss and redemption filled him, and if his slashed eyes allowed him, he would have cried happy tears.

"It is one night that will stand out for eternity. I will never forget how happy you made me, my son." The King sat up, and dismissed Kinno with an elegant and kingly gesture. "Go to your sweetheart now. Be happy you two..."

Kinno got on his feet, and he waved a happy goodbye to Yomi. Then, still keeping a contented smile on his face, he left the room.

It had been such a vivid dream that Yomi for one long moment kept himself very still in the darkness, trying to make his senses touch and probe the reality, and erase the lasting impression that vision had caused in his body.

He took one hand down and seized his own penis firmly. It was still hot and pulsating. A sticky puddle of drying semen coated his belly and his balls.

The taste of  his bitter loneliness filled his mouth, which had been given such sweet kisses in the dreamworld, and he sighed out, hopelessly.

Well... At least his son was happy...
 
 

The Makai Dream Collection is to be continued....