Touch Me: (??? x Miya)
Title: Touch Me
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: ??? x Miya (Surprise ending)
Summary: Someone masturbates while thinking of Miya. (Yaguchi is Miya's last name for those who might not know.)
Disclaimer: I've written this story before using a different pairing, so I just changed the names and updated it a bit ^^
Sitting down in his chair, feeling hot and wanting, he tossed his shirt to the floor. Hot, he's so hot, he thought. Licking the tip of his index fingers, he brought them to his nipples, allowing the cool temperature of his saliva to harden his tiny nubs. The wind from his ceiling fan only caused his nipples to become harder and made him more aware of his lust for the guitarist. He faced the wall of his Miya shrine, licking his lips as he stared at the man in his multitude of poses in various photo shoots.
As he stared into the eyes of the famed man, he slowly lowered both hands down his taunt abs to the strain hidden underneath his tight jeans, savoring in the softness of his bulge. He cocked his eyebrow as he thought about the hidden member underneath his hands that begged for attention. Gently he squeezed the bulge, forcing his erection to come even more to life. No more time for softness.
He stood for a brief moment to remove the denim devils. Luckily, he didn't wear any underwear. Now those would be the devil, he snickered to himself as he felt the cool air against his ass. He sat back down in the cushioned chair, slouching a bit and spreading his legs just a little, allowing the air to reach his sweet entrance. Again, a hand was placed on his cock, touching the tip, spreading the opaque liquid. The other hand simply lay on the outer part of his left thigh, squeezing and caressing it.
His eyes scrolled the body of the life-size poster of Miya on the wall. He moaned to himself thinking of the guitarist in front him, wanting the guitarist to touch him, to caress him, to fuck him. He allowed a few drops of pre-cum to build on the tip of his finger before spreading his legs a little more and touching his entrance with it. "Ah!" he moaned.
He tried to finger fuck himself, but he needed more lubrication than a few drops of the bitter liquid. Luckily, he smirked to himself; he had a small bottle of lubrication on the nightstand near him. With his free hand he reached for the bottle, not allowing the other to leave his entrance... just yet. He opened the bottle and let some lubricant dribble onto his stomach, the tips of the puddle falling to his sides.
"Oh, wait. I have something else I can use." He bent down, not caring if the liquid on his stomach would get everything messy and retrieved a good-sized box from the drawer in the nightstand. He finally moved his hand from his entrance and assisted his other with unfastening the metal clasp and slowly opening the lid. Inside... a vibrator.
Not just a simple plastic one, one of the expensive kind with the rubber around the plastic part, a more 'realistic feel'. He lifted it to his lips and kissed it lightly before licking the tip. His other hand lifted the not-forgotten bottle and placed a good amount of drops on it. After he placed the bottle back onto the table, he used that hand to spread the slippery liquid around the bottom portion of the vibrator, the tip, making sure not to miss a spot.
He looked back at Miya on the wall with want and lust in his eyes. Oh, Yaguchi-san... I want you inside me... I need you inside me! He groaned as he finally lowered the slippery shaft to his entrance and slowly... slowly pushed it inside. He hadn't turned it on yet, that was for later. He had to spread his legs more, forcing him to sit completely slouched in his chair. He didn't care of his current position because he knew soon his body would be consumed with pleasure. In and out, in and out, starting off slow as his body adjusted to the foreign object, he was being penetrated. "Oh, Yaguchi-san, deeper... onegai... deeper!" With each insert, he went a little deeper, taking his time as to cause more pleasure than pain.
He finally reached a rhythm, his body now use to the vibrator. His free hand went to give his cock attention. As he continued to fuck himself, he jerked his cock in rhythm. "Yes, Ya... Yaguchi... like that. Fuck me... Fuck me!!" His mouth was wide open as his breathing was quick; both his hands were going as fast as his strength could allow, only slowing down when he was close to reaching the brink of pleasure. "Not so easily, Yaguchi-san, will I cum for you." A devilish smirk spread across his face.
Again, he looked up at the man 'looking at him'. When he stared into those eyes, he couldn't help, but become full of want and need and consumed in the fires of lust for sexy guitarist. Look at him, looking at me. Looking at me like he wants me. As if he could have me. He chuckled to himself for a bit before finally turning on the vibrator and searching for his sweet spot, which he found soon enough.
Once the spot was found, he brought his hand to his cock fully pumping it. Sweat drops fell, lust in his eyes, Miya on the wall smiling down as he 'watched' the forbidden act.
Cum for me. He heard the Miya in his head tell him. "Yes, you know I will." Harder, faster he fucked and pumped himself. He could feel himself reached the edge. Just a bit more, whore. Cum for me! "Ah, Yaguchi-san... I'm com... I'm coming... ah!" The spasm in his muscles forced him to tighten around the rubber object in his ass as his own seed spilled onto his thighs.
Just like that, his imaginary guitarist lover's voice left his mind. He stayed in his current position for a while, allowing his body to settle back into reality. Allowing the waves of his orgasm to subside.
After a short while, his breathing now even, he stood and went to the bathroom to clean himself and the vibrator. He checked his watch and realized there wasn't enough time to take a shower. "Damn it!" He lifted a towel, wet about half of it, and wiped his stomach before wiping his thighs, cock and entrance. When he was done, he washed the vibrator and put it back into his box.
He quickly dressed and went to the mirror before leaving to check himself one last time. As Miya looked at himself in the mirror he said, "I'm such a naughty boy." He laughed as he walked away.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: ??? x Miya (Surprise ending)
Summary: Someone masturbates while thinking of Miya. (Yaguchi is Miya's last name for those who might not know.)
Disclaimer: I've written this story before using a different pairing, so I just changed the names and updated it a bit ^^
Sitting down in his chair, feeling hot and wanting, he tossed his shirt to the floor. Hot, he's so hot, he thought. Licking the tip of his index fingers, he brought them to his nipples, allowing the cool temperature of his saliva to harden his tiny nubs. The wind from his ceiling fan only caused his nipples to become harder and made him more aware of his lust for the guitarist. He faced the wall of his Miya shrine, licking his lips as he stared at the man in his multitude of poses in various photo shoots.
As he stared into the eyes of the famed man, he slowly lowered both hands down his taunt abs to the strain hidden underneath his tight jeans, savoring in the softness of his bulge. He cocked his eyebrow as he thought about the hidden member underneath his hands that begged for attention. Gently he squeezed the bulge, forcing his erection to come even more to life. No more time for softness.
He stood for a brief moment to remove the denim devils. Luckily, he didn't wear any underwear. Now those would be the devil, he snickered to himself as he felt the cool air against his ass. He sat back down in the cushioned chair, slouching a bit and spreading his legs just a little, allowing the air to reach his sweet entrance. Again, a hand was placed on his cock, touching the tip, spreading the opaque liquid. The other hand simply lay on the outer part of his left thigh, squeezing and caressing it.
His eyes scrolled the body of the life-size poster of Miya on the wall. He moaned to himself thinking of the guitarist in front him, wanting the guitarist to touch him, to caress him, to fuck him. He allowed a few drops of pre-cum to build on the tip of his finger before spreading his legs a little more and touching his entrance with it. "Ah!" he moaned.
He tried to finger fuck himself, but he needed more lubrication than a few drops of the bitter liquid. Luckily, he smirked to himself; he had a small bottle of lubrication on the nightstand near him. With his free hand he reached for the bottle, not allowing the other to leave his entrance... just yet. He opened the bottle and let some lubricant dribble onto his stomach, the tips of the puddle falling to his sides.
"Oh, wait. I have something else I can use." He bent down, not caring if the liquid on his stomach would get everything messy and retrieved a good-sized box from the drawer in the nightstand. He finally moved his hand from his entrance and assisted his other with unfastening the metal clasp and slowly opening the lid. Inside... a vibrator.
Not just a simple plastic one, one of the expensive kind with the rubber around the plastic part, a more 'realistic feel'. He lifted it to his lips and kissed it lightly before licking the tip. His other hand lifted the not-forgotten bottle and placed a good amount of drops on it. After he placed the bottle back onto the table, he used that hand to spread the slippery liquid around the bottom portion of the vibrator, the tip, making sure not to miss a spot.
He looked back at Miya on the wall with want and lust in his eyes. Oh, Yaguchi-san... I want you inside me... I need you inside me! He groaned as he finally lowered the slippery shaft to his entrance and slowly... slowly pushed it inside. He hadn't turned it on yet, that was for later. He had to spread his legs more, forcing him to sit completely slouched in his chair. He didn't care of his current position because he knew soon his body would be consumed with pleasure. In and out, in and out, starting off slow as his body adjusted to the foreign object, he was being penetrated. "Oh, Yaguchi-san, deeper... onegai... deeper!" With each insert, he went a little deeper, taking his time as to cause more pleasure than pain.
He finally reached a rhythm, his body now use to the vibrator. His free hand went to give his cock attention. As he continued to fuck himself, he jerked his cock in rhythm. "Yes, Ya... Yaguchi... like that. Fuck me... Fuck me!!" His mouth was wide open as his breathing was quick; both his hands were going as fast as his strength could allow, only slowing down when he was close to reaching the brink of pleasure. "Not so easily, Yaguchi-san, will I cum for you." A devilish smirk spread across his face.
Again, he looked up at the man 'looking at him'. When he stared into those eyes, he couldn't help, but become full of want and need and consumed in the fires of lust for sexy guitarist. Look at him, looking at me. Looking at me like he wants me. As if he could have me. He chuckled to himself for a bit before finally turning on the vibrator and searching for his sweet spot, which he found soon enough.
Once the spot was found, he brought his hand to his cock fully pumping it. Sweat drops fell, lust in his eyes, Miya on the wall smiling down as he 'watched' the forbidden act.
Cum for me. He heard the Miya in his head tell him. "Yes, you know I will." Harder, faster he fucked and pumped himself. He could feel himself reached the edge. Just a bit more, whore. Cum for me! "Ah, Yaguchi-san... I'm com... I'm coming... ah!" The spasm in his muscles forced him to tighten around the rubber object in his ass as his own seed spilled onto his thighs.
Just like that, his imaginary guitarist lover's voice left his mind. He stayed in his current position for a while, allowing his body to settle back into reality. Allowing the waves of his orgasm to subside.
After a short while, his breathing now even, he stood and went to the bathroom to clean himself and the vibrator. He checked his watch and realized there wasn't enough time to take a shower. "Damn it!" He lifted a towel, wet about half of it, and wiped his stomach before wiping his thighs, cock and entrance. When he was done, he washed the vibrator and put it back into his box.
He quickly dressed and went to the mirror before leaving to check himself one last time. As Miya looked at himself in the mirror he said, "I'm such a naughty boy." He laughed as he walked away.