[oneshot] My first (part 2)
Part 1 is here
"Do you remember about your first fuck?"
If anyone asked it to Aiba, his answer would be a quick "yes" with his trade mark smile and some blush on his cheeks.
He could say exactly when it happend, where it happened and the weather of that day. He still could feel the heat of that night all over him.
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Aiba was 18. He had debuted as Arashi with other four boys - including his friends Nino and Jun - and was already used about the new works he would do.
As the newest group in the agency, they appeared in many shows and went to many places around the country to promote themselves.
Then, they started their summer tour. All of them were used to be on stage, but everything felt different now that they were the main ones.
It was in August - more than a year after Aiba's first kiss - when they were in Yokohama to perform the last two days of the tour.
The first day went smoothly, all them still excited with the live's adrenaline and hoping the next day would be as great as that.
Aiba was sharing a room with Nino. Fool smiles didn't leave their faces since they came back to the hotel.
"Tomorrow's the last day! I'm too excited!"
"Me too!" Nino replied laughing "It would be fun. For sure! Let's do our best, Aiba-chan." Aiba nodded his head with so much force that he felt a little dizzy "But we should sleep now."
"I don't think I can sleep." Aiba pouted.
"Neither I." Nino entered behind the covers "But at least let's try. We can't perform with dark circles under our eyes tomorrow." the taller idol chuckled and also prepared himself to sleep "Good night, Aiba-chan."
"...Good night."
After their first kiss, Aiba confessed properly to Nino and slowly the latter realized about his feelings towards Aiba. They shared many other kisses hidden in dressing rooms and back stages. But they became too busy after the debut and hadn't time to do their intimate making out sessions.
Aiba rolled on his sides several times before finally fall asleep. That night, he dreamed about the concert they had that day. He was singing, dancing and having a lot of fun in his dream.
Until he heard a cry.
Slowly he came back to his senses and the cries became louder. When he finally woke up he noticed the suffering whimpers were coming from the other bed; something happened to Nino.
Quickly he turned around to see his friend. But all he could do was stare.
Nino was asleep, moaning incoherences as moved his hips into the air - the sheets were messed up and barely covered his torso by that time. He frowned with his lips slightly wet and parted sensually.
"He's... dreaming." Aiba thought "A good dream..." he thought again as his eyes locked on the tent in the younger boy's pants. Aiba licked his lips and kept looking, amazed at how sexy Nino was like that. Though, as Nino let out a loud and long whine he covered himself again turning his back to the other bed.
A moment later he heard his friend waking up.
"Shit." Nino whispered and went to the bathroom. Aiba kept in silence, listening only to his heart beating loudly and fast, while hoped he wasn't caught up watching.
Soon Nino was back to his bed and fell asleep again. But Aiba wasn't able to sleep for quite a long while after that.
The next morning, Aiba was still tired and couldn't meet Nino's eyes. He felt ashamed for watching his friend in such situation and also guilty for wanting more.
The whole day he tried to avoid the younger idol. Or at least forget what happened the night before - though it was pretty impossible with the boy always coming to his view and having to spend the rest of the day with him dancing and moving and... moving.
Somehow Aiba survived the last live, which ended successfully, and managed to take a shower to calm himself down. Nino did the same as Aiba returned to the room.
Aiba lay on his bed silently as thought about the concert. He was happy to be in Arashi, to work with great people and to have so many fans supporting them. Unconsciously a huge smile came across his face.
"That's creepy, Aiba-chan." the teasing voice brought him back from his thoughts.
"N-Nino! I didn't hear you coming." Aiba said sitting straight.
"Sure. You were thinking in porn, right?" Nino smirked.
"N-no! I was just-" then the image of the shorter boy writhing asleep came back to Aiba's mind. It didn't help that Nino's cheeks were flushed because of the shower he had just taken and his hair was still wet - it looked so sexy "I-I was... not..." Aiba looked down to his lap.
Nino noticed the change in his friend's tone.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" he tilted his head to peek Aiba's face. It startled the taller singer and he backed away "Why are you acting like that? Did I do something to you?" Nino asked seriously, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You didn't! It's me- ah, don't worry. I'm okay."
Nino raised an eyebrow; he knew Aiba was lying. He came closer to his friend and held his hand.
"Masaki, you can trust me. What's bothering you?" Aiba was sincere, he couldn't keep hiding that when Nino was so gentle - and so close and smelled so good.
"I-I woke up with your whines, then I saw you were... dreaming. And you looked so pretty..." Nino's face flushed even more as he listened to the older boy "I pretended I was sleeping, but I heard you. I heard everything. And couldn't think about anything but that." Aiba held back Nino's hand tightly "You seemed to be feeling good and was so sexy... I want to hear you again." Aiba couldn't control himself anymore and straddled Nino's lap "I want to make you feel good."
At that time Nino was as much confused as he was a year ago, when they were in another hotel room, about to share a kiss. And Aiba's pleading eyes won once again - the pressure on his lower half helped a bit too. Nino smirked and pecked Aiba's lips.
"Do you know how to make me feel good?"
"I-I can try." the taller boy breathed as tugged Nino's shirt. He pulled it off his head and reached for an already hard nipple. He caressed it experimentally and earned a soft moan from Nino. Pleased with that, Aiba rolled the other bud between his fingers and watched Nino's body twitch.
Nino threw his head backwards enjoying the friction. But that wasn't enough. He grabbed Aiba's right hand and guided it to the front of his pants.
"Touch me here." he murmured seductively and curled his fingers around the warm hand, making Aiba do the same to his covered erection.
Aiba stroked languidly as he would do to himself and kissed Nino. It had been so long they didn't kiss like that, both felt hot just by the contact. Aiba's tongue played with Nino's, then went down to lick his mole and tasted the curve of his neck. His hand never stopping.
"M-Ma-kun..." the younger boy whimpered as Aiba sucked on his collarbones, leaving red marks on his pale skin "Clothes... off..."
The taller idol understood the message and stripped off his clothes, removing the rest of articles from Nino's body too. They were finally completely naked, so they could feel each other's warmth even more.
They kissed hungrily while Nino put his small hand on Aiba's thigh, caressing it up and down.
"N-Nino..."
"You should feel good too." saying so, Nino gripped Aiba's hard cock and squeezed it lightly. Aiba moaned leaning against Nino's body "We can feel good together." that whisper made him shiver all over in excitement.
They touched each other's bodies discovering what they liked, how they liked and what made them want more. Their bodies were covered in sweat even before the act itself.
Suddenly Aiba pushed his partner down to the mattress and straddled him, looking deeply in his eyes.
"I want you to feel me." he held Nino's leaking cock and brushed on his entrance.
"Ma-kun, wait-" Nino tried to stop him, he knew it would hurt for both of them, but Aiba was too horny by that time to care. He screamed when the head of Nino's dick entered him. It burned and hurt. More than he could imagine. But he sat down on Nino's hardness slowly, centimeter by centimeter, feeling that new sensation of being filled.
Aiba stopped all his movements when Nino was buried to the hilt, breathing heavily. Nino stroked his hair gently to see if he was alright. The taller boy looked up and smirked.
"Naughty, aren't we?" Aiba lifted himself up then sat back down, both boys cried in pleasure. He repeated it a few times till set a pace and Nino started to move with him, meeting him halfway, thrusting his hips into his tight hole.
The room was filled with their whimpers, pleas and moans and the slapping of their skin - so dirty, so addictive, so enticing.
Aiba bounced harder on Nino's lap, scratching his chest and sides from time to time. He bit his lip throwing his head back, his cock painfully hard bouncing with him, twitching, leaking pre-cum, begging for attention. And attention it got. Nino wrapped his hand around the flushed member and pumped in sync with their movements, bringing Aiba to the edge.
Aiba let out a high pitched cry as he came, cum spilling on Nino's hand and stomach. The latter kept fucking him through his orgasm, a couple of thrusts and he was done too.
They stayed in silence catching their breath. Nino was the first to move, poking Aiba's long arms to make him get up, so he could pull out. When they were finally separated, Aiba lay on his back but squirmed as his ass hurt a bit.
"Are you okay?" Nino asked trying not to laugh.
"Better than you imagine." Aiba smiled "Help me going to the bathroom?"
They walked slowly to the bathroom and took another shower. That night, they decided to sleep together in Nino's bed.
"Did I make you feel good?" Aiba asked patting Nino's head.
"If I become a sex addict it's all your fault, pervert Masaki." the younger boy punched his chest playfully and both burst in laugher.
That was Aiba's first time having sex. It was in a hotel room in Yokohama, the last day of their tour in August. The summer breeze was warm outside, but not warmer than the room he spent the night with the boy he loved.
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"Do you remember about your first fuck?"
If anyone asked it to Aiba, his answer would be a quick "yes" with his trade mark smile and some blush on his cheeks.
His first sex couldn't be any better, with any other person in this world.
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"Do you remember about your first fuck?"
If anyone asked it to Aiba, his answer would be a quick "yes" with his trade mark smile and some blush on his cheeks.
He could say exactly when it happend, where it happened and the weather of that day. He still could feel the heat of that night all over him.
-----
Aiba was 18. He had debuted as Arashi with other four boys - including his friends Nino and Jun - and was already used about the new works he would do.
As the newest group in the agency, they appeared in many shows and went to many places around the country to promote themselves.
Then, they started their summer tour. All of them were used to be on stage, but everything felt different now that they were the main ones.
It was in August - more than a year after Aiba's first kiss - when they were in Yokohama to perform the last two days of the tour.
The first day went smoothly, all them still excited with the live's adrenaline and hoping the next day would be as great as that.
Aiba was sharing a room with Nino. Fool smiles didn't leave their faces since they came back to the hotel.
"Tomorrow's the last day! I'm too excited!"
"Me too!" Nino replied laughing "It would be fun. For sure! Let's do our best, Aiba-chan." Aiba nodded his head with so much force that he felt a little dizzy "But we should sleep now."
"I don't think I can sleep." Aiba pouted.
"Neither I." Nino entered behind the covers "But at least let's try. We can't perform with dark circles under our eyes tomorrow." the taller idol chuckled and also prepared himself to sleep "Good night, Aiba-chan."
"...Good night."
After their first kiss, Aiba confessed properly to Nino and slowly the latter realized about his feelings towards Aiba. They shared many other kisses hidden in dressing rooms and back stages. But they became too busy after the debut and hadn't time to do their intimate making out sessions.
Aiba rolled on his sides several times before finally fall asleep. That night, he dreamed about the concert they had that day. He was singing, dancing and having a lot of fun in his dream.
Until he heard a cry.
Slowly he came back to his senses and the cries became louder. When he finally woke up he noticed the suffering whimpers were coming from the other bed; something happened to Nino.
Quickly he turned around to see his friend. But all he could do was stare.
Nino was asleep, moaning incoherences as moved his hips into the air - the sheets were messed up and barely covered his torso by that time. He frowned with his lips slightly wet and parted sensually.
"He's... dreaming." Aiba thought "A good dream..." he thought again as his eyes locked on the tent in the younger boy's pants. Aiba licked his lips and kept looking, amazed at how sexy Nino was like that. Though, as Nino let out a loud and long whine he covered himself again turning his back to the other bed.
A moment later he heard his friend waking up.
"Shit." Nino whispered and went to the bathroom. Aiba kept in silence, listening only to his heart beating loudly and fast, while hoped he wasn't caught up watching.
Soon Nino was back to his bed and fell asleep again. But Aiba wasn't able to sleep for quite a long while after that.
The next morning, Aiba was still tired and couldn't meet Nino's eyes. He felt ashamed for watching his friend in such situation and also guilty for wanting more.
The whole day he tried to avoid the younger idol. Or at least forget what happened the night before - though it was pretty impossible with the boy always coming to his view and having to spend the rest of the day with him dancing and moving and... moving.
Somehow Aiba survived the last live, which ended successfully, and managed to take a shower to calm himself down. Nino did the same as Aiba returned to the room.
Aiba lay on his bed silently as thought about the concert. He was happy to be in Arashi, to work with great people and to have so many fans supporting them. Unconsciously a huge smile came across his face.
"That's creepy, Aiba-chan." the teasing voice brought him back from his thoughts.
"N-Nino! I didn't hear you coming." Aiba said sitting straight.
"Sure. You were thinking in porn, right?" Nino smirked.
"N-no! I was just-" then the image of the shorter boy writhing asleep came back to Aiba's mind. It didn't help that Nino's cheeks were flushed because of the shower he had just taken and his hair was still wet - it looked so sexy "I-I was... not..." Aiba looked down to his lap.
Nino noticed the change in his friend's tone.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" he tilted his head to peek Aiba's face. It startled the taller singer and he backed away "Why are you acting like that? Did I do something to you?" Nino asked seriously, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You didn't! It's me- ah, don't worry. I'm okay."
Nino raised an eyebrow; he knew Aiba was lying. He came closer to his friend and held his hand.
"Masaki, you can trust me. What's bothering you?" Aiba was sincere, he couldn't keep hiding that when Nino was so gentle - and so close and smelled so good.
"I-I woke up with your whines, then I saw you were... dreaming. And you looked so pretty..." Nino's face flushed even more as he listened to the older boy "I pretended I was sleeping, but I heard you. I heard everything. And couldn't think about anything but that." Aiba held back Nino's hand tightly "You seemed to be feeling good and was so sexy... I want to hear you again." Aiba couldn't control himself anymore and straddled Nino's lap "I want to make you feel good."
At that time Nino was as much confused as he was a year ago, when they were in another hotel room, about to share a kiss. And Aiba's pleading eyes won once again - the pressure on his lower half helped a bit too. Nino smirked and pecked Aiba's lips.
"Do you know how to make me feel good?"
"I-I can try." the taller boy breathed as tugged Nino's shirt. He pulled it off his head and reached for an already hard nipple. He caressed it experimentally and earned a soft moan from Nino. Pleased with that, Aiba rolled the other bud between his fingers and watched Nino's body twitch.
Nino threw his head backwards enjoying the friction. But that wasn't enough. He grabbed Aiba's right hand and guided it to the front of his pants.
"Touch me here." he murmured seductively and curled his fingers around the warm hand, making Aiba do the same to his covered erection.
Aiba stroked languidly as he would do to himself and kissed Nino. It had been so long they didn't kiss like that, both felt hot just by the contact. Aiba's tongue played with Nino's, then went down to lick his mole and tasted the curve of his neck. His hand never stopping.
"M-Ma-kun..." the younger boy whimpered as Aiba sucked on his collarbones, leaving red marks on his pale skin "Clothes... off..."
The taller idol understood the message and stripped off his clothes, removing the rest of articles from Nino's body too. They were finally completely naked, so they could feel each other's warmth even more.
They kissed hungrily while Nino put his small hand on Aiba's thigh, caressing it up and down.
"N-Nino..."
"You should feel good too." saying so, Nino gripped Aiba's hard cock and squeezed it lightly. Aiba moaned leaning against Nino's body "We can feel good together." that whisper made him shiver all over in excitement.
They touched each other's bodies discovering what they liked, how they liked and what made them want more. Their bodies were covered in sweat even before the act itself.
Suddenly Aiba pushed his partner down to the mattress and straddled him, looking deeply in his eyes.
"I want you to feel me." he held Nino's leaking cock and brushed on his entrance.
"Ma-kun, wait-" Nino tried to stop him, he knew it would hurt for both of them, but Aiba was too horny by that time to care. He screamed when the head of Nino's dick entered him. It burned and hurt. More than he could imagine. But he sat down on Nino's hardness slowly, centimeter by centimeter, feeling that new sensation of being filled.
Aiba stopped all his movements when Nino was buried to the hilt, breathing heavily. Nino stroked his hair gently to see if he was alright. The taller boy looked up and smirked.
"Naughty, aren't we?" Aiba lifted himself up then sat back down, both boys cried in pleasure. He repeated it a few times till set a pace and Nino started to move with him, meeting him halfway, thrusting his hips into his tight hole.
The room was filled with their whimpers, pleas and moans and the slapping of their skin - so dirty, so addictive, so enticing.
Aiba bounced harder on Nino's lap, scratching his chest and sides from time to time. He bit his lip throwing his head back, his cock painfully hard bouncing with him, twitching, leaking pre-cum, begging for attention. And attention it got. Nino wrapped his hand around the flushed member and pumped in sync with their movements, bringing Aiba to the edge.
Aiba let out a high pitched cry as he came, cum spilling on Nino's hand and stomach. The latter kept fucking him through his orgasm, a couple of thrusts and he was done too.
They stayed in silence catching their breath. Nino was the first to move, poking Aiba's long arms to make him get up, so he could pull out. When they were finally separated, Aiba lay on his back but squirmed as his ass hurt a bit.
"Are you okay?" Nino asked trying not to laugh.
"Better than you imagine." Aiba smiled "Help me going to the bathroom?"
They walked slowly to the bathroom and took another shower. That night, they decided to sleep together in Nino's bed.
"Did I make you feel good?" Aiba asked patting Nino's head.
"If I become a sex addict it's all your fault, pervert Masaki." the younger boy punched his chest playfully and both burst in laugher.
That was Aiba's first time having sex. It was in a hotel room in Yokohama, the last day of their tour in August. The summer breeze was warm outside, but not warmer than the room he spent the night with the boy he loved.
-----
"Do you remember about your first fuck?"
If anyone asked it to Aiba, his answer would be a quick "yes" with his trade mark smile and some blush on his cheeks.
His first sex couldn't be any better, with any other person in this world.
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