Gifted 4/?
anonymous
January 11 2012, 21:11:16 UTC
"I'm expecting you to." Yosuke turned in his arms and pouted and Souji kissed his cheek. "And if you fall asleep like you always do, I am NOT letting you fuck me."
"You'll let me," Souji murmured, placing small kisses along Yosuke's jawline, "because I'm not going to fall asleep."
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True to his word, Souji stayed awake, and it was sooner than Yosuke expected before the tiny, sweet kisses on his face turned into something more intense.
"I'm not sleeping." Souji rolled Yosuke onto his back and pressed his hips down. He was definitely not sleeping. Yosuke was still hard, painfully so, and when he felt Souji hard against him he curled his toes into the sheets and bit his own lip to keep from coming. Souji was probably going to take his time, too, fuck him deep and slow and maybe stop in the middle to change positions and Yosuke moaned, already frustrated.
"Hana-chan," Souji crooned. "I'm being mean, aren't I?"
"No. Evil, maybe. A complete jerk, for sure."
Souji laughed and kissed him softly, reached for something next to the futon. "I'll make it better, then. Pull your knees up."
Yosuke complied and Souji kneeled beside him, leaned over him, kissed him slowly and circled his entrance with a slick finger.
"Ahh... no more teasing, partner..."
"Okay," Souji whispered, pressing the finger inside him up to the second knuckle. Yosuke almost wanted to tell him not to bother, to just fucking do it, but Souji was big and Yosuke's hips were small and the last thing Yosuke wanted to do on Souji's birthday was end up crying like a baby like he had the first time. God, that had been a spectacular failure, so absolutely girly and humiliating and embarrassing and so totally Hanamura that he had tried to block it out of his memory - except for the part after that, when Souji had sucked him off. That part was okay.
Souji was up to two fingers now, working him slowly, and Yosuke's cock was aching. He couldn't think of anything else other than getting off, could hardly keep quiet, and Souji's other hand kept squeezing his thigh, one finger brushing against his balls every so often. Yosuke's knees shook.
"Souji-" Yosuke began, but he was cut off, Souji reaching for him and pulling him up onto his trembling knees. Souji held him there, reached for a pillow and pushed him down so that his cheek was resting on it, his ass up in the air and his thighs spread. Yosuke felt totally shameless and exposed, his cock smearing precome on his belly, and when he tried to thrust against something, anything, for relief, his hips found only air.
"Shh." Souji shushed him and kneeled behind him, slid those two fingers back inside him and slipped two more on his other hand into Yosuke's mouth. Yosuke licked at them, waited for Souji's fingers to work him deep and withdraw, and then he felt Souji's cock against his entrance. Souji hesitated and Yosuke nipped his fingers, hoping he'd get the message. He did; Yosuke immediately felt himself stretching and Souji added another finger to the two in his mouth, desperately trying to keep him quiet. Yosuke sucked them hard, breathing quickly through his nose. This was definitely not his favorite part of sex - not that it was bad, not that it even really hurt beyond that slow burn he almost enjoyed - it was just weird sometimes. Not this time.
"I like this," Souji whispered, as though he could read his mind. "Does it feel good?"
"Yes," Yosuke panted around his fingers. "Fuck, it's good." Souji thrust softly into him and Yosuke could feel his cock fully inside him, stretching him, pressing in all the right places. He withdrew his fingers from Yosuke's mouth and rubbed at Yosuke's nipple instead, rolling it between his fingers. The sensation went right to his cock and Yosuke moaned desperately, softly, his voice breaking into near-silence in the middle. His cock was throbbing so hard Yosuke wondered if he'd even be able to touch it without screaming. He needed release so badly he nearly wept.
Gifted 5/5
anonymous
January 11 2012, 21:11:42 UTC
Desperate to do what Souji wanted, he refused to let himself come, dug his nails into the palms of his hands and kept his ass up, felt Souji work from testing him with careful movements to all-out fucking him. He could feel Souji's balls slapping against him and they felt tight, hot, full of come, just the way Yosuke liked them. They were sliding together now, slicked with sweat, and Yosuke's arms were nearly numb. He didn't know how much longer he could hold himself like this but he was going to try, he was going to let Souji have him the way he wanted and-
-and then Souji pulled out abruptly, one hand still holding him in place. Yosuke glanced back over his shoulder and Souji was breathing heavily, stroking his cock, staring unabashedly at Yosuke's ass. Yosuke was about to ask him what he was doing when Souji leaned forward, traced around his stretched entrance with his thumb, and Yosuke dropped his head onto his forearms, face full of heat.
Souji crawled up the futon, sat back against the wall, and pulled Yosuke onto his lap, settling him down with his cock back inside him. Yosuke thrust forward desperately, the tip of his cock leaving wet trails on Souji's stomach. Yosuke wrapped his arms around Souji's neck, held onto him tightly, lifted himself up and down with the help of Souji's hands on his hips. Souji left one hand in place to steady him and used the other to trail his fingers gently up and down Yosuke's spine. Souji glanced down between them and Yosuke's cock was so hard he almost felt guilty, flushed beyond pink.
"I'll let you come now."
"Don't know if I can... too much..."
"We'll see. Lie down."
Yosuke fell backward onto the futon, let Souji's hands catch him, and spread his legs eagerly for Souji to climb on top of him. This was how he liked it the best, on his back with Souji above him and buried to the hilt inside him, legs spread wide and hitched in the air like a fucking whore. Souji took Yosuke's cock in his hands and stroked it firmly, up when he thrust in, down when he pulled back slightly. Yosuke wanted to scream but knew he couldn't, biting his hand or Souji's hand or whatever was near his mouth. The pressure between his legs was intense, his balls were aching, he was so fucking wet he didn't know how Souji kept a hand on him.
"Fuck, Yosuke," Souji groaned, and Yosuke felt a thick, hot spurt inside him, so much that it was leaking out of him, and when Souji's thumb swiped over the tip of his cock and Souji kissed him hard, probably anticipating a complete inability to keep silent, he couldn't hold back anymore, bucking his hips and moaning, nearly screaming, onto Souji's tongue, letting Souji swallow his cries as he came over his hand. Souji stayed inside him until Yosuke was finished and when he pulled out Yosuke could feel Souji's come inside him. He squirmed, decided he liked it, and let Souji keep kissing him, slow and sweet, and open-mouthed.
"Happy birthday," Yosuke moaned softly onto Souji's tongue, and Souji's answering smile was contagious.
Re: Gifted 5/5
anonymous
January 18 2012, 06:18:58 UTC
jesus FUCK that was hot and well-written and godfuckingdammit i don't know what to do with myself right now so i will now become consumed with lust for the remainder of the evening
"You'll let me," Souji murmured, placing small kisses along Yosuke's jawline, "because I'm not going to fall asleep."
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True to his word, Souji stayed awake, and it was sooner than Yosuke expected before the tiny, sweet kisses on his face turned into something more intense.
"I'm not sleeping." Souji rolled Yosuke onto his back and pressed his hips down. He was definitely not sleeping. Yosuke was still hard, painfully so, and when he felt Souji hard against him he curled his toes into the sheets and bit his own lip to keep from coming. Souji was probably going to take his time, too, fuck him deep and slow and maybe stop in the middle to change positions and Yosuke moaned, already frustrated.
"Hana-chan," Souji crooned. "I'm being mean, aren't I?"
"No. Evil, maybe. A complete jerk, for sure."
Souji laughed and kissed him softly, reached for something next to the futon. "I'll make it better, then. Pull your knees up."
Yosuke complied and Souji kneeled beside him, leaned over him, kissed him slowly and circled his entrance with a slick finger.
"Ahh... no more teasing, partner..."
"Okay," Souji whispered, pressing the finger inside him up to the second knuckle. Yosuke almost wanted to tell him not to bother, to just fucking do it, but Souji was big and Yosuke's hips were small and the last thing Yosuke wanted to do on Souji's birthday was end up crying like a baby like he had the first time. God, that had been a spectacular failure, so absolutely girly and humiliating and embarrassing and so totally Hanamura that he had tried to block it out of his memory - except for the part after that, when Souji had sucked him off. That part was okay.
Souji was up to two fingers now, working him slowly, and Yosuke's cock was aching. He couldn't think of anything else other than getting off, could hardly keep quiet, and Souji's other hand kept squeezing his thigh, one finger brushing against his balls every so often. Yosuke's knees shook.
"Souji-" Yosuke began, but he was cut off, Souji reaching for him and pulling him up onto his trembling knees. Souji held him there, reached for a pillow and pushed him down so that his cheek was resting on it, his ass up in the air and his thighs spread. Yosuke felt totally shameless and exposed, his cock smearing precome on his belly, and when he tried to thrust against something, anything, for relief, his hips found only air.
"Shh." Souji shushed him and kneeled behind him, slid those two fingers back inside him and slipped two more on his other hand into Yosuke's mouth. Yosuke licked at them, waited for Souji's fingers to work him deep and withdraw, and then he felt Souji's cock against his entrance. Souji hesitated and Yosuke nipped his fingers, hoping he'd get the message. He did; Yosuke immediately felt himself stretching and Souji added another finger to the two in his mouth, desperately trying to keep him quiet. Yosuke sucked them hard, breathing quickly through his nose. This was definitely not his favorite part of sex - not that it was bad, not that it even really hurt beyond that slow burn he almost enjoyed - it was just weird sometimes. Not this time.
"I like this," Souji whispered, as though he could read his mind. "Does it feel good?"
"Yes," Yosuke panted around his fingers. "Fuck, it's good." Souji thrust softly into him and Yosuke could feel his cock fully inside him, stretching him, pressing in all the right places. He withdrew his fingers from Yosuke's mouth and rubbed at Yosuke's nipple instead, rolling it between his fingers. The sensation went right to his cock and Yosuke moaned desperately, softly, his voice breaking into near-silence in the middle. His cock was throbbing so hard Yosuke wondered if he'd even be able to touch it without screaming. He needed release so badly he nearly wept.
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-and then Souji pulled out abruptly, one hand still holding him in place. Yosuke glanced back over his shoulder and Souji was breathing heavily, stroking his cock, staring unabashedly at Yosuke's ass. Yosuke was about to ask him what he was doing when Souji leaned forward, traced around his stretched entrance with his thumb, and Yosuke dropped his head onto his forearms, face full of heat.
Souji crawled up the futon, sat back against the wall, and pulled Yosuke onto his lap, settling him down with his cock back inside him. Yosuke thrust forward desperately, the tip of his cock leaving wet trails on Souji's stomach. Yosuke wrapped his arms around Souji's neck, held onto him tightly, lifted himself up and down with the help of Souji's hands on his hips. Souji left one hand in place to steady him and used the other to trail his fingers gently up and down Yosuke's spine. Souji glanced down between them and Yosuke's cock was so hard he almost felt guilty, flushed beyond pink.
"I'll let you come now."
"Don't know if I can... too much..."
"We'll see. Lie down."
Yosuke fell backward onto the futon, let Souji's hands catch him, and spread his legs eagerly for Souji to climb on top of him. This was how he liked it the best, on his back with Souji above him and buried to the hilt inside him, legs spread wide and hitched in the air like a fucking whore. Souji took Yosuke's cock in his hands and stroked it firmly, up when he thrust in, down when he pulled back slightly. Yosuke wanted to scream but knew he couldn't, biting his hand or Souji's hand or whatever was near his mouth. The pressure between his legs was intense, his balls were aching, he was so fucking wet he didn't know how Souji kept a hand on him.
"Fuck, Yosuke," Souji groaned, and Yosuke felt a thick, hot spurt inside him, so much that it was leaking out of him, and when Souji's thumb swiped over the tip of his cock and Souji kissed him hard, probably anticipating a complete inability to keep silent, he couldn't hold back anymore, bucking his hips and moaning, nearly screaming, onto Souji's tongue, letting Souji swallow his cries as he came over his hand. Souji stayed inside him until Yosuke was finished and when he pulled out Yosuke could feel Souji's come inside him. He squirmed, decided he liked it, and let Souji keep kissing him, slow and sweet, and open-mouthed.
"Happy birthday," Yosuke moaned softly onto Souji's tongue, and Souji's answering smile was contagious.
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I'll be in my bunk.
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thank you for that
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