Platonic Friendship: Who Turned Zolo? I
From: Platonic Friendship series
Platonic Friendship
Who Turned Zolo? I
Zolo and Sanji have been in a very sex(y) relationship since the day they saved Nami from Arlong’s clutches. Although they are in this type of a relationship, it’s more of a “hate” sex couple than the mushy feel good happy couple. One day, Sanji is taking a smoke break after doing it and asking Zolo a startling question. “Are you gay? I mean, were you gay before our first time, or did I turn you or something?”
Surprising answer? Zolo was already gay before his first time with Sanji! Now the big question is, who turned Zolo gay?
Caution! If you do not like yaoi, or boy on boy love, DO NOT READ! Repeat, if you are against the Zolo x Sanji angle and do not like gay humor sex, DO NOT READ!
Will contain grinding, dick rubbing, and lots of ass sex.
“Ah ah ah ah!” Sanji cried in ecstasy. “Higher! Take me higher!” He demanded as Zolo pounded into him. They had been going at it for several hours now, and Sanji was about to reach his climax yet again. “Ah ah ah ah ahhh!”
Several minutes later…
“Jeez, you really pounded into me today. Frustrated or something?” Sanji complained, lying down on his stomach next to Zolo. Zolo did the half shrug thing that pissed Sanji off so much. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He demanded, irritated.
“Nothing, really. Just when you screaming and moaning in my ear like that, I guess I kind of lose control.” Zolo rested his head on his arms, using them like a pillow. He really was too cute.
“What are you talking about?” Sniffed Sanji defensively. “You’re the one who gets all hot and bothered when I ram into you. You’re practically cute, the way you act. Speaking of which, next time’s my turn. No more of you being on top.”
“We’ll see.” Zolo shrugged again.
Sanji’s eyes narrowed. “We’ll ro sham bo for it then.”
Zolo shrugged again. “We’ll see.” He said simply. “Next time.”
Sanji turned his head towards Zolo to continue the argument but Zolo took the chance to capture his lips with a searing hot, passionate kiss. Sanji moaned into the kiss, feeling his desire rouse again. He quickly broke off the kiss before Zolo could take advantage of the situation. As much as he would enjoy it, he wanted to be the one on top for a change. Like he had been their first time. Their first time…
“Hey, Zolo. Are you gay?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, were you gay before our first time, or did I turn you or something? Obviously you were a virgin-but . . .”
“Virgin my ass.” Zolo snorted.
“Exactly right. Your ass.” Sanji retorted, trying to stay on topic.
“Well, it’s not like you were mister experience yourself.” Zolo said defensively, heating up. He really was cute when he got all hot and bothered but what did he mean by that?
“I wasn’t a virgin!”
“I never said you were. I just said that you weren’t an expert then either.”
“Bullshit!” Sanji cried out in protest, starting to get flustered. “I was experienced enough for the likes of you!”
Zolo sighed. “Okay, okay. You’re right, you’re right.” He planted a kiss on Sanji’s pouting lips. Soft and sweet, a rare treat for him. “Now what were you saying? What about our first time?”
“Well, since it was obviously the first time you had done it with a man; you weren’t gay before then right? I turned you right?”
Zolo hesitated, the pause drawing out. Finally, he answered. “Why do you want to know?”
“What do you mean, why do I want to know?” Sanji demanded. He was getting flustered again. “I wasn’t the one who turned you? Did you have other lovers before me? No, that’s impossible. I was definitely the first man to fuck you. Was there someone else you wanted to fuck before me?”
“What’s with you?” Zolo sighed, nuzzling his head deeper into his arms. “Why are you getting so possessive all of a sudden?”
“Answer the question, damn it! Is it someone I know?”
Zolo sighed and sat up, stretching. Sanji traced the huge gash that scarred his lover’s chest with his eyes. The same mark that Hawkeyes had given him shortly after they met. “Was it Hawkeyes?” Sanji asked quietly, pouting as he rested his head on his arms.
Zolo paused his stretching, giving Sanji a questioning look. He followed Sanji’s eyes back to his chest, tracing the mark. “Oh, that. No, it wasn’t Hawkeyes. I had never even though to consider him before, honestly. Look, I’m not trying to hide it from you ‘cause I’m ashamed or anything. It’s just that you’ll laugh when you hear who it was.”
Sanji sat up, reaching out a hand to trace the scar on Zolo’s chest. “Tell me.” He demanded fiercely, his voice the total opposite of his gentle hands.
Zolo sighed and closed his eyes, running a hand through his hair. “Fine. It was Luffy, okay?”
Sanji snorted. “You fell for the captain?”
Zolo dropped his head into his hands. “Urgh! I told you that you would laugh! Yes! I fell for our stupid captain, okay? It was cause of something stupid anyway.”
Sanji’s eyes widened as he realized Zolo was being serious. “Seriously? You seriously fell for Luffy? Why? What did he do that was so spectacular?”
“He got drunk and kissed me.” Zolo confessed.
~ x . X . x ~
So how did you like it? I know, completely random. There’s going to be one more chapter. If you liked it and you want me to continue this and make it into a series, please comment! Warning! Though this may seem like a fun series, I will absolutely guarantee that there will most likely be a very smutty, gay sex scene in almost every chapter! The pairings will be Zolo and Sanji, suggested Zolo and Luffy, and hinted Zolo and Hawkeyes. It’s mostly a Zolo and Sanji production. Also, because they are both so dominate, they will switch up the roles. Please don’t feel confused about that. And yes, they use the game “rock paper scissors” to decide who gets to be on top. They’re kids like that.
Platonic Friendship
Who Turned Zolo? I
Zolo and Sanji have been in a very sex(y) relationship since the day they saved Nami from Arlong’s clutches. Although they are in this type of a relationship, it’s more of a “hate” sex couple than the mushy feel good happy couple. One day, Sanji is taking a smoke break after doing it and asking Zolo a startling question. “Are you gay? I mean, were you gay before our first time, or did I turn you or something?”
Surprising answer? Zolo was already gay before his first time with Sanji! Now the big question is, who turned Zolo gay?
Caution! If you do not like yaoi, or boy on boy love, DO NOT READ! Repeat, if you are against the Zolo x Sanji angle and do not like gay humor sex, DO NOT READ!
Will contain grinding, dick rubbing, and lots of ass sex.
“Ah ah ah ah!” Sanji cried in ecstasy. “Higher! Take me higher!” He demanded as Zolo pounded into him. They had been going at it for several hours now, and Sanji was about to reach his climax yet again. “Ah ah ah ah ahhh!”
Several minutes later…
“Jeez, you really pounded into me today. Frustrated or something?” Sanji complained, lying down on his stomach next to Zolo. Zolo did the half shrug thing that pissed Sanji off so much. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He demanded, irritated.
“Nothing, really. Just when you screaming and moaning in my ear like that, I guess I kind of lose control.” Zolo rested his head on his arms, using them like a pillow. He really was too cute.
“What are you talking about?” Sniffed Sanji defensively. “You’re the one who gets all hot and bothered when I ram into you. You’re practically cute, the way you act. Speaking of which, next time’s my turn. No more of you being on top.”
“We’ll see.” Zolo shrugged again.
Sanji’s eyes narrowed. “We’ll ro sham bo for it then.”
Zolo shrugged again. “We’ll see.” He said simply. “Next time.”
Sanji turned his head towards Zolo to continue the argument but Zolo took the chance to capture his lips with a searing hot, passionate kiss. Sanji moaned into the kiss, feeling his desire rouse again. He quickly broke off the kiss before Zolo could take advantage of the situation. As much as he would enjoy it, he wanted to be the one on top for a change. Like he had been their first time. Their first time…
“Hey, Zolo. Are you gay?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, were you gay before our first time, or did I turn you or something? Obviously you were a virgin-but . . .”
“Virgin my ass.” Zolo snorted.
“Exactly right. Your ass.” Sanji retorted, trying to stay on topic.
“Well, it’s not like you were mister experience yourself.” Zolo said defensively, heating up. He really was cute when he got all hot and bothered but what did he mean by that?
“I wasn’t a virgin!”
“I never said you were. I just said that you weren’t an expert then either.”
“Bullshit!” Sanji cried out in protest, starting to get flustered. “I was experienced enough for the likes of you!”
Zolo sighed. “Okay, okay. You’re right, you’re right.” He planted a kiss on Sanji’s pouting lips. Soft and sweet, a rare treat for him. “Now what were you saying? What about our first time?”
“Well, since it was obviously the first time you had done it with a man; you weren’t gay before then right? I turned you right?”
Zolo hesitated, the pause drawing out. Finally, he answered. “Why do you want to know?”
“What do you mean, why do I want to know?” Sanji demanded. He was getting flustered again. “I wasn’t the one who turned you? Did you have other lovers before me? No, that’s impossible. I was definitely the first man to fuck you. Was there someone else you wanted to fuck before me?”
“What’s with you?” Zolo sighed, nuzzling his head deeper into his arms. “Why are you getting so possessive all of a sudden?”
“Answer the question, damn it! Is it someone I know?”
Zolo sighed and sat up, stretching. Sanji traced the huge gash that scarred his lover’s chest with his eyes. The same mark that Hawkeyes had given him shortly after they met. “Was it Hawkeyes?” Sanji asked quietly, pouting as he rested his head on his arms.
Zolo paused his stretching, giving Sanji a questioning look. He followed Sanji’s eyes back to his chest, tracing the mark. “Oh, that. No, it wasn’t Hawkeyes. I had never even though to consider him before, honestly. Look, I’m not trying to hide it from you ‘cause I’m ashamed or anything. It’s just that you’ll laugh when you hear who it was.”
Sanji sat up, reaching out a hand to trace the scar on Zolo’s chest. “Tell me.” He demanded fiercely, his voice the total opposite of his gentle hands.
Zolo sighed and closed his eyes, running a hand through his hair. “Fine. It was Luffy, okay?”
Sanji snorted. “You fell for the captain?”
Zolo dropped his head into his hands. “Urgh! I told you that you would laugh! Yes! I fell for our stupid captain, okay? It was cause of something stupid anyway.”
Sanji’s eyes widened as he realized Zolo was being serious. “Seriously? You seriously fell for Luffy? Why? What did he do that was so spectacular?”
“He got drunk and kissed me.” Zolo confessed.
~ x . X . x ~
So how did you like it? I know, completely random. There’s going to be one more chapter. If you liked it and you want me to continue this and make it into a series, please comment! Warning! Though this may seem like a fun series, I will absolutely guarantee that there will most likely be a very smutty, gay sex scene in almost every chapter! The pairings will be Zolo and Sanji, suggested Zolo and Luffy, and hinted Zolo and Hawkeyes. It’s mostly a Zolo and Sanji production. Also, because they are both so dominate, they will switch up the roles. Please don’t feel confused about that. And yes, they use the game “rock paper scissors” to decide who gets to be on top. They’re kids like that.