Call boy - Chapter 2: Call 244

[yoru_no_hikaru]

Pairing: KinKi Kids
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own them, just love them ^^
Setting: canon
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, dirty talk, in itself a PWP
One-Shot

Note: Finally chapter 2 is on. Since the responses were so good, I decided to make it a multi. Hope you like it. This one is mainly smut again, but setting the drama mood, so get ready for the treats. ^^

Intro: After experiencing their "night together" Tsuyoshi and Koichi have to face each other again. Even though it's not easy they work their way through it, but ultimately find that it's much harder to face the silence of their rooms after work by themselves...

Koichi skimmed through some of the scripts he had received from their producer. In the morning he had felt awkward about going to the shooting. He had also been quite relieved to find that Tsuyoshi wasn’t in yet. After a while he had settled in rather comfortably, snuggling into the sofa as he got lost in thoughts about the upcoming working day.
“Good morning, Koichi.”
Nishikawa first blinked, then frowned when he didn’t get a response from Koichi. Just as he wanted to hit Koichi’s arm and complain about it Takamizawa clasped his shoulder with a grin.
“Leave him,” the taller man requested. “It seems he hasn’t had his coffee yet. So, strictly spoken he’s still asleep.”
“Huh?” Nishikawa blinked again.

“Only the coffee will be waking him up,” the other man winked at him. “Just wait and see.”
Just a moment later Tsuyoshi came in, two cups of coffee in hands. In a swift motion he walked up to Koichi and set one cup on the table in front of him.
“Morn-g,” he mumbled in a small voice and left as quickly as he had swished in to get his dressing and make-up done.
Koichi had heard him, of course, and, body tense and breath held, watched his partner setting down a cup of coffee, but before he could utter a word of thanks the other had already retreated again. Koichi couldn’t help a small sigh of relief. He had feared that their encounter at work would be awkward, but at least the other kept his distance to make things easier.
Takamizawa blinked at the scene. “This is… new.”
“What is?” Nishikawa asked.

“Well, it’s not like they are all cuddly, or something. They’re not even very talkative, but this,” Takamizawa mused, “is strange. Usually Koichi is very happy to see Tsuyoshi after being apart for a while. Not to mention Tsuyoshi, who keeps spoiling him all the time.”
“Yeah, I’ve seen that,” Nishikawa agreed. “But… maybe Koichi really just is tired? Or… do you think they had a fight, or something?”
“I really don’t know,” the other admitted. “But it sure is weird for them to act like this.”
“Good morning.”
The two of them jumped at Koichi’s suddenly strong voice. Takamizawa cringed slightly as he saw the younger man glaring in their direction. He wasn’t sure what Koichi might have heard, but even when he hadn’t gotten the details, it was clear Koichi had noticed they were talking about him.

“Ah, Koichi,” Takamizawa tried to cover the awkwardness. “Had your coffee?” he asked jokingly. “So we can talk to you now.”
“You can address me without a problem, if there is something you want to say,” Koichi stated pointedly.
“Right,” the taller man nodded, feeling embarrassed.
“Nishikawa, that goes to you too,” Koichi told his other colleague.
“Yes, sorry,” the other man muttered apologetically.
“As for your musing,” Koichi continued, “Tsuyoshi and I did not fight. He called me last night, because he was scared of the storm outside. I guess he feels embarrassed over it, thus the awkwardness. Can we drop the subject now? And please don’t address him about it, it’s awkward enough for him already. I rather wouldn’t have told you in the first place, but seeing how you can’t keep your speculations at bay…”

“I understand, Koichi,” Tamakizawa said sympathetically, “and I’m really sorry. I didn’t know… it was something like this.”
“It’s okay,” Koichi sighed as he got up. “I guess it was a weird scene. Just… forget about it now, okay?”
Koichi seriously hoped that his explanation was enough to shut everybody up.
“Sure,” the taller man assured him. “No questions or speculations, I promise.”
“Thank you,” Koichi smiled.
He got up to get his own make-up done. He figured that Tsuyoshi would be done by then, however, the other was still seated in front of a big mirror, the stylist working through his unruly mane.

“Taking a while today,” Tsuyoshi smiled apologetically.
Koichi couldn’t help the blush that crept into his face. Seeing his partner’s face and hearing his voice he could not suppress the feelings welling up inside him at the memory of their “activities” the previous night.
“It*s okay,” he finally blurted out as he too took a seat.
“Did anyone say something?” Tsuyoshi asked. “About my entry?”
“Takamizawa found it weird,” Koichi related truthfully. “But I set him straight.”
“Oh?” Tsuyoshi raised a brow. “What did you tell him?”
“I told him what happened,” Koichi shrugged. “You called last night because of the storm. And apparently now you find it embarrassing.”

Tsuyoshi took a minute to take the information in, but then he nodded in acknowledgement.
“It is embarrassing,” he admitted.
“There is nothing you’d need to be embarrassed about,” Koichi assured him.
Tsuyoshi gave him an inquiring look to which Koichi nodded at him firmly.
“Yesterday was… really a weird night,” Koichi continued.
“It was.”
“But… now it’s over,” Koichi analyzed. “Today is a new day and… now we don’t have to think about it anymore.”
“Right,” Tsuyoshi nodded slowly.

And so they made a silent agreement to simply drop the issue. Koichi was feeling relieved that Tsuyoshi wasn’t urging any kind of awkward talk. The younger man at the same time was grateful Koichi didn’t make their encounter a big deal. After finishing their set-up they got to work together and even though it still felt strange to really look at each other, they managed to finish their shooting alright. By the end of the working day they had both relaxed quite some.
“Anyone up for dinner?” Shinji asked as they packed their stuff.
“Ah, no thanks,” Koichi smiled at him. “I have to go home. There’s a quest waiting for me at home that I can’t get it out of my head. I really want to get to that. Some other time, okay?”
“If you keep staying at home playing games instead of going out and meeting people you’ll get strange to the point where even other nerds will think you’re weird,” Tsuyoshi pointed out.
“It’s not like I’m never going,” Koichi argued. “Just tonight…”

“Have it your way,” Tsuyoshi waved him off. “For today I have to skip myself. I’ve got to take Ken-chan to the doctor’s.”
At that Koichi’s head swished around, looking at the other fully for the first time that day.
“Is something wrong with him?” he asked, fear evident in his voice.
“No, no,” Tsuyoshi assured him with a smile. “I just made an appointment for today. He will get his check-up that he has to go through every six months.”
“Oh,” Koichi sighed in relief. “Good, then.”
“Thanks for being worried,” Tsuyoshi smiled at him, making Koichi blush again.
Feeling the awkwardness return Koichi quickly said his good-bye and left the scene with Tsuyoshi following only after he was sure he would not meet the other again on the way out.

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Koichi sighed, flopping back against his bed. Gaming wasn’t any fun that night. He set his controller aside and grabbed for a comic book. He couldn’t really concentrate on anything, but he tried to distract himself from… from what, he wondered. There was nothing there he’d need distraction from. Nothing… His gaze swished over to his phone that rested on the desk in his bedroom. He cursed his stupid mind. What was he expecting? Why would he even wait for…? He frowned, turning away from the disturbing object again. He read a few pages of his comic book. Then he threw it into a corner with a groan. He could write on an article, he mused. Yes, he could check through an F1 vid and get some work done. Just for a second his eyes went back to his phone. He bit his lip. Or he could… He could call Tsuyoshi. It wasn’t a difficult task to finish. Just a few buttons. But then what? What would he tell Tsuyoshi about why he was calling? Not to mention that he would appear quite needy. Not that he needed - or wanted…

Koichi glared at the phone, before he got up and walked over to his DVD board. He checked through the boxes, looking for the latest one he yet had to write a report on. As he found it he picked it with deft fingers. He opened the box on his way to the DVD player, trying to detach the little disk when his eyes noted a faint light in the corner of his eye and the moment later he heard his phone ringing and vibrating on his desk. His head swished around so abruptly he almost hurt his neck, the box dropping to the floor, forgotten, as he rushed towards the table to grab for his phone.
Tsuyoshi read the display. Koichi licked his lips, a mix of happiness, fear, anticipation and anxiety suddenly flipping his stomach over. Should he pick up? But then what? What should he say? What would Tsuyoshi say? What did he expect? What should he expect? Maybe he should not pick up, after all. But then, what would Tsuyoshi think? And did it matter what the other thought?

Before he could really decide what he should be doing the ringing stopped. He cursed, gripping his phone tightly. He was close to smashing it to the floor. That was when he realized what he should have done. Without thinking about it any further he took the phone up, calling back. His eyes were closed as he waited for the other to pick up.
“Yes? Tsuyoshi’s voice finally sounded through the phone.
For a second Koichi felt the strong urge to simply hang up again, but he forced himself to stick with his decision.
“What do you mean yes?” he demanded playfully. “Weren’t you the one calling me just now?”
“Oh,” Tsuyoshi stuttered. “Ah, yes. I… I was… you didn’t pick up.”
Koichi sighed. “I was too late. That’s why I’m calling back now. So, what do you want?”
“I… I don’t know,” the other admitted shamefully. “I wanted to… hear your voice, I guess.”

“Hear my voice, huh?” Koichi mused, his voice slightly smug. He knew exactly why the other had called and his dominant personality purred with the fact that the other had made the step first, approaching him again. “Does it turn you on so much?” he asked playfully, seating himself on his bed again.
It was meant as a joke, but it brought back memories of their first… session together.
“Everything about you turns me on,” Tsuyoshi blurted out, surprising Koichi.
“Are you confessing to me via phone?” Koichi asked in disbelief.
“Don’t be stupid,” Tsuyoshi stated firmly, although Koichi thought it didn’t sound very convincing. “You were talking about turning me on. I thought you… maybe you wanted to… you know, go again. I thought it would get you hot.”

“So you want to… again?” Koichi asked, his pulse already quickening. “Is that why you called?” he asked daringly.
“Well, maybe I wanted to check,” Tsuyoshi admitted, sounding embarrassed, “and then you went in like that, so I thought…”
“It’s okay,” Koichi told him. He didn’t want the other to back out again - he’d been waiting for that call, after all. “So long as it stays on the phone and we never talk about it otherwise,” he added.
“Sure,” the other agreed readily, seemingly relieved. “We just have this… special arrangement.”
“Mh, I’m special?” Koichi asked, not bothering to hide the smug tone in his voice.
“In many ways,” Tsuyoshi chuckled. Then, however, he suddenly started to feel awkward. “Is it weird?” he asked warily. “That I called you?”

“It’s not weird per say that you called,” Koichi told him. “Just… I mean, calling for phone sex… I guess it is kinda weird.”
“Do you mind?”
“If I did, do you think I’d still be talking to you?” Koichi asked back.
“Sorry,” Tsuyoshi muttered. “It’s just… I was kinda hoping…”
“What?” Koichi asked.
“Well… I was hoping that you would call today,” Tsuyoshi explained. “You know, I thought if you wanted to… talk, then you would call - since I did it yesterday. It’s stupid. Forget it.”
“No, I understand,” Koichi chuckled. Then he sighed. “Okay, don’t get off on it already, okay? But I was thinking about calling you.”
There was a moment’s silence on the other end.

“R-really?” Tsuyoshi finally stuttered.
“Really,” Koichi confirmed. “I kept brooding over the option. Totally ruined my evening.”
“Sorry about that,” Tsuyoshi laughed. “Well… maybe I can make it up to you a bit?”
Koichi grinned. “How?” he wanted to know, slowly leaning back against the rest of his bed, the fingers of his free hand starting to lazily scrape over his crotch.
“I don’t know,” the other mumbled. “Anything you want me to do?”
“Mh, how about you suck my dick?”
“Woah, Koichi,” Tsuyoshi protested. “I’m not some kind of bitch. I mean, I’ll happily do stuff for you, but I won’t let you treat me like some online chat guy.”
Koichi chuckled. “Good to know you also need decency when it’s about sex.”

“That has nothing to do with being decent,” the younger man opposed. “It’s about… the way you say things.”
“Oh god, Tsuyoshi,” Koichi groaned out. “You had no such standards last night, if I remember correctly. And I suck at phrasing.”
“Just… be nice,” Tsuyoshi requested. “When you’re blunt like that I’ll think… you’re just using me.”
“So you were confessing before,” Koichi teased.
“No, that’s totally not it,” the other insisted. “I just won’t be your personal sex toy.”
“Tsuyoshi,” Koichi frowned, the fingers on his crotch stopping their work, “do you remember how I moaned last night, asking you to fuck me hard? I wanted you to enjoy it and I don’t feel ashamed. It’s just fun. And it’s your turn to put out.”
“Oh, we’re taking turns?”
“What, does it not turn you on when it’s your ass getting rammed?”

Tsuyoshi bit his lip. While Koichi was indeed not a master of words he did have a gift of creating images in his counterpart’s mind.
“I don’t mind,” he finally rasped out.
Koichi grinned again, hearing his partner’s arousal.
“Well, if I’m to do it,” he said sensually, “don’t you want to get my cock wet first?”
At that Tsuyoshi had to grin too. Koichi never dropped his point. And he knew how to play. Tsuyoshi decided that there was no point in trying to fight. Games were something he’d definitely not beat Koichi at, so he simply gave in.
“I guess it would be good,” he agreed.
“Mh, Tsuyoshi,” Koichi half-moaned.
“Mhm?”
“It’s amazing… how fast you can get me hard,” Koichi purred.

His hand dove into his sweat pants, grabbing for his dick. A sigh escaped his lips as he started to stroke for real.
“Okay, then I’m really gonna make you wet now.”
“Uh, yeah…”
“Alright,” Tsuyoshi’s voice sounded lower than before. He too got more comfortable on his sofa, unfastening his pants and pulling his length out, starting to stroke lazily. “I’ll be getting to my knees.”
Koichi bit his lip at the image. It was totally hot to him. Tsuyoshi kneeling in front of him, ready and willing… but somehow the image didn’t match with his position, which then made him frown slightly.
“You’ll have trouble reaching it, then,” he told his partner.
“Oh?” Tsuyoshi asked. “Have you grown, or do I have to match your fantasies?”

Koichi flushed at the statement. “Fuck you,” he burst out. “If you were here you couldn’t take it all, how’s that for size?”
“Ah, you want me there with you?” Tsuyoshi grinned. “That’s alright. You know you only have to call and I’ll come.”
“But first you’ll make me come,” Koichi dared him.
“Happily,” Tsuyoshi breathed through the phone. “I’ll rush to your side and make you happy. So… where are you?”
Koichi closed his eyes, pressing a small sigh through closed lips. “My bedroom,” he then answered readily. “I’m sitting on my bed, jerking off.”
“Mh,” Tsuyoshi hummed. “Have you locked your door?”

“What?” Koichi huffed. “Tsuyoshi, I’m not a teenager scared that my parents might be coming in.”
“So the door is open?”
“Yes, the door’s open. Who would be coming in?”
“Who knows?” Tsuyoshi mused. “Just think, what if… what if I bought some croissants and decided to bring you some?”
“But wouldn’t you ring the doorbell first?” Koichi suggested.
“Ah, your neighbor just came back from her shopping and let me in,” Tsuyoshi told him.
“And the door to my apartment?” Koichi kept asking.
“I’m always carrying your spare key - in case of an emergency.”
“You would,” Koichi chuckled. “So you’re breaking into my apartment?”
“I’m not breaking in,” the other opposed. “I’m bringing you something delicious.”

“But why would you not ring to let me know you’re there?” Koichi asked.
“So I won’t disturb you in case you’re jerking off?”
“Of course.”
“So, I’ll be setting down your treat and call for you… what will you do?” Tsuyoshi wanted to know.
“Jump, I guess,” Koichi mused. “When I hear someone in my apartment and I’m in the middle of… well, I’m being busy.”
Tsuyoshi chuckled at that. “Well, I guess I’ll hear you, then. I’ll walk through and come in.”
“You’re not knocking?” Koichi asked playfully.
“And bust the chance to catch you with your hand in your pants?” Tsuyoshi teased right back. “No, I’ll walk right in and find you, all spread out on your bed, hard and fisting your cock needily.”

“You think I’m needy?” Koichi asked, sounding amused.
“That’s what you sound like,” Tsuyoshi told him.
Koichi snorted slightly at that. “Well then,” he quickly changed the topic, “what are you gonna do? When you find me like that?”
“Oh, I…” Tsuyoshi licked his lips as his eyes slid closed, imagining the scene. “First I’ll take the picture in carefully. I’ll catch every detail, like your flushed cheeks, heavy breathing… half-lidded eyes that find me and even as they grow wide shyly invite me, show me your need, plead with me…”
“Tsuyoshi,” Koichi whined. “Come and relieve me.”
The younger man moaned at that. “I’ll rush to your bed,” he said hurriedly. “I’ll jump right on and spread you to get a good view.”
“Yeah,” Koichi sighed.
“And then I’ll just dismiss your hand and take over. At first I’ll just stroke up and down slowly, trying the feeling.”

“Oh god, Tsuyoshi…”
“Yeah, moan my name,” Tsuyoshi groaned out. “Mh, I bet it’ll grow and pulse in an instant.”
“Yeah, I’m hard for you,” Koichi blurted out. Then he took a deep breath, trying to keep the images from making him lose it too fast. “You like it, don’t you? Yeah, you want it. Say you want it.”
“I want it.”
“Good,” Koichi moaned. “Then show me that you want it. Show me how you crave it. Lick your lips.”
Tsuyoshi actually did just that, wetting his lips and feeling them being quite sensitive, before he remembered that Koichi could not see him at the moment.
“Mh, I’ll make them wet and slippery,” he rasped out. “And I’ll show you how I’m doing it.”
“Oh, yeah… Ungh, now do it.” Koichi stopped his ministrations, spitting into his palm to simulate smooth wetness.

“So hot,” Tsuyoshi breathed out. “I’ll roll your cock in my hand and dive down.”
“Yeah, take it.”
“Not just yet,” Tsuyoshi said in a teasing voice. “I’ll nuzzle your crotch for a moment. Then you’ll get a short teasing suck at the base. Mh, I wonder how you smell. I bet you taste good. Let me taste you… lick up from your base to the head.”
“Fuck, Tsuyoshi,” Koichi cursed. “Stop teasing.”
The younger man chuckled lightly, although he too was sounding a bit bothered. “Okay, I’ll take it in. First the head and giving a few sucks.”
Koichi’s hand started to move faster at the image.

“And then my lips will slide all the way down,” the other continued.
“No way,” Koichi opposed.
“Huh?”
“I told you, there’s no way you can take it all,” Koichi insisted.
Tsuyoshi sighed. “Are you really still on about that?”
“Just keeping it realistic,” Koichi grinned. “I bet you can only go half way.”
“Well, if it makes you happy, I’ll slide down half way… and then fist up against it.”
“Uh, you’re so hot. Tsuyoshi, your mouth is so hot.”
“Yeah, I’m pumping you fast.”
“Suck it hard,” Koichi moaned. “Come on…”

“Show me how much you like it,” Tsuyoshi demanded.
“Oh, Tsuyoshi,” Koichi sighed in need. “Yeah, do it. I bet you suck so good… I’ll fist my hands into your hair and guide you and urge you, faster, deeper…”
“I’ll grab you,” Tsuyoshi told him.
“Huh?”
“I’ll grab you.”
“Aren’t you still sucking me?” Koichi asked.
“No, no, I pulled back,” Tsuyoshi told him.
“No,” Koichi complained. “I want more.”

“Oh, I’ll give you more,” the other promised. “But first I grab you and shove you over to your desk.” Koichi groaned at that, making his partner grin. “Oh, you like it rough?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
“Okay, now I’m on my knees on the floor, your leg is all messed over my shoulder and I’m taking you in deep and I’m sucking hard.”
Koichi groaned loudly.
“Yeah, let me hear it.”
“No,” Koichi burst out. “Stop.”
“What?” Tsuyoshi panted out.
“Stop it. It’s enough,” Koichi told him. “I want to fuck you.”

“Okay,” Tsuyoshi agreed.
“Dammit,” the other cursed. “Too much… I won’t last.”
“Lucky,” the younger man rasped out.
“Huh?”
“That I stretched myself out before I went out. I like playing with myself like that. I think I’m still wet even…”
Koichi marveled at his partner’s ability to match the fantasy to fit their needs. Just what he had needed, a “ready to fuck” statement.
“Oh, I just grab you and bend you over the desk.”
“Yeah, do it rough.”

“Happily,” Koichi complied. “I spread your wonderful plush cheeks and I can see it opening already, it’s twitching, asking for attention.”
“Oh, Koichi…”
“I give one good lick to your hole.”
“Oh god, Koichi,” Tsuyoshi moaned. “Yes, do it. Come on, fuck me.”
“Yeah, I’ll fuck you,” the other answered immediately, breath hitching. “I rub my dick just a few times, then I line it up and push it in.”
“Fuck, Kou,” Tsuyoshi cursed.
“I’m doing it fast. Not harshly, but demandingly,” Koichi followed the image in his head. “And I don’t wait, I just start fucking you. Slowly, but in strong, deep thrusts.”

“Koichi, more,” the younger man demanded.
“Oh, you want me to go all the way?”
“Yeah.”
“But you’re still tight…”
“I don’t care,” Tsuyoshi sighed desperately. “Just… please…”
“Okay, if you ask for it like that,” Koichi offered, “then I’ll give you what you’re craving. I pick up the pace and I thrust hard, demanding… fuck, Tsuyoshi, I’m owning your ass.”
“Yes,” the other moaned. “Make me yours.”
“Oh, you are mine,” Koichi told him. “I pull your hair and your shoulder, so you can’t slip away as much as an inch and I’m ramming into you raw and bare.”

Tsuyoshi’s next moan made Koichi groan with him. He sounded so hot and bothered, for a second he wished he actually could ram his partner’s ass. But the thought slipped his mind as he started pulling and rolling his balls, bringing himself closer and closer towards his climax.
“Do you want my jizz?” he asked, panting heavily.
Tsuyoshi groaned helplessly, his cock pulsing in excitement. “Fuck, Koichi, I’m so close.”
“Good, me too.”
“Yeah, give me your juice.”
“Ah, I’ll spurt it all up your hole.”
“Yeah… oh god, oh god… d-do it…”
“And then I’ll pull out and drink the juice from it.”
“Mh, so dirty.”
“Yeah, I’m gonna make you dirty.”

Tsuyoshi was beating his dick like mad, reaching his breaking point.
“Koichi, I’m coming.”
“Good, come.”
And so Tsuyoshi did, eyes closed, the image of Koichi fucking him hard and fast in his mind as he moaned out his pleasure, releasing into his tightly clutched hand. His hips kept jerking upwards, demanding more even as his legs shook with the intensity of it all.
“Oh god, Koichi,” he sighed.
“Don’t you go lax on me before I’m done,” Koichi warned him, his voice tight and heavy with arousal.
“Then come already,” Tsuyoshi panted, his hand still stroking himself, slowly, lazily, dragging out the feeling and making him twitch every now and then. “Fill me up.”

Koichi groaned. His partner’s voice sounded low, not pressed anymore, but… sated. The tone made Koichi’s heart swell. He had given Tsuyoshi that satisfaction. There was something about that voice that made him absolutely go crazy.
“More,” he rasped out, his hand moving up to his head, squeezing it repeatedly, while rubbing his entire palm over it. “Talk to me. I want to hear your voice.”
“Koichi, I…” Tsuyoshi stuttered out. His head was spinning, part still in the haze of his orgasm, but part with a realization, a thought that hit him like a brick. It wasn’t a game for him. It wasn’t just random. And there was nothing he would have wished for more than to actually be with Koichi in that moment and watch him exploding with pleasure over his fantasies. He really wanted to give Koichi that pleasure, not just with his voice but for real. That and so much more. He… He just…
“I want you,” he finally blurted out.
That sentence was Koichi’s undoing. He came with a short, sharp yell as dis dick pulsed, oozing his essence that he carelessly smeared all over himself as he drew out the sensation, eyes tightly shut while his mouth was gaping open, panting harshly.

It took both of them a few minutes to really regain their senses.
“Wow,” Koichi finally sighed out.
“Why, thanks,” Tsuyoshi grinned.
Koichi chuckled lowly. “I think I’m gonna need a new phone contract, or else this could get very expensive.”
“I believe you’ll find me worth it,” Tsuyoshi teased.
“Oh, you absolutely are,” Koichi agreed. “Maybe I’ll use my head-set”
“Head-set?”

“Usually I use it for gaming,” Koichi explained. “But it might get to be handy… Two free hands.”
“I see,” Tsuyoshi chuckled. “Well, that might be an investment to think about.”
“Tsuyoshi?”
“Hm?”
That was… really good.”
“Yeah.”
“Well, then… good night?”
“Good night. See you on Friday.”
“Okay.”

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“You’re WHAT?!?!?!” Okada burst out, eyes growing wide.
He had almost cleared his coffee from the table and people sitting around them were giving him curious looks. The cafeteria wasn’t too crowded, though, fortunately, so that once they lowered their voices again their conversation would not be heard by anyone.
“Will you please keep it down?” Tsuyoshi hissed out. “This is supposed to be a private conversation, you know.”
“Okay, okay,” Okada nodded, putting his hands up defensively. “Sheesh, relax. I mean, you were the one who just… are you serious?”
“Would I be joking about this?” Tsuyoshi asked evenly, his eyes half-lidded.
“You really…love Koichi?!”
“I know it’s pathetic, okay?” Tsuyoshi grumbled. “But… ever since we started… you know…”
“Yeah, thanks for telling me about that too,” Okada stated pointedly.

“Well, when you asked me how it happened, what was I supposed to tell you? It’s no good if you don’t know the truth. I really need your help here. I… I don’t know what to do.”
“What to do,” Okada mused. “What do you want to do? I mean, are you… talking about winning him over?”
“Hey, we’re having sex together,” Tsuyoshi shrugged. “So it can’t be impossible.”
“But… you two stumbled in there,” the other tried to reason. “And just because he gets off on dirty images and pet talk doesn’t mean he’ll eat you in real life.”
“I was just saying that it’s not impossible,” Tsuyoshi reminded him. “I could do with some thoughts here.”

“I really don’t know what to say.”
“Well, what do you think Koichi would like in someone he wants to be with?”
“Boobs?”
Tsuyoshi sighed. “You’re not exactly helping…”

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“EEEEEHHHHHHH?!”
Koichi made a face at the loud outburst. Then he took a wary glance at his best friend.
“Are you done?” he wanted to know.
“I… just…”
Koichi sighed. “I don’t even know why I’m telling you this. But somehow… I’m going nuts. I mean, it’s always been girls. I never gave a single thought to… anything else. And now it feels like I’m in some kind of… sex relationship. I mean, of course, we’re not in the same room at the time, but… it’s been almost six weeks. At first I thought that it’s some kind of curiosity thing. You know, a kind of thrill and that it’ll just… I don’t know, stop at some point. You know, like we just let it run low and then out. But… whenever it’s been several days, I find that I… I don’t know, I just grab my phone and…” He looked at his friend miserably. “What do you think is this?”

“Oh wow,” Nagase heaved out. “I mean…”
Koichi sighed heavily again. Then he gave his friend a stern look. “Tomo, can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” the other nodded. “Anything.”
“If it were you… and a friend called you because they were scared and… you ended up… well, jerking off together. Would you… want to do it again?”
“I don’t know,” Nagase smiled sympathetically.
“I know it’s an abstract situation, but…”
“No, Koichi,” Nagase interrupted him. “I don’t know, because… seriously, I would not get involved like that in the first place. And… I’ve had such a phone call.”
Koichi gaped at that. “Wha- really?! Who called you like that?”

“Is that really important now?” the taller man asked.
Koichi blinked at that. Then he nodded. “I get it. You don’t jerk off with guys, on the phone or elsewhere. And I do. So… oh god, am I gay for Tsuyoshi?”
“How would I know?” Nagase shrugged. “Did you ever… you know, have you two ever tried… well, you know, the real thing?”
“What, you mean being together physically?”
“Yeah.”
“No,” Koichi waved him off, “that’s gay.”
“I know,” his friend grinned. “So… do you want to?”
Koichi’s eyes lost focus. “Do I…?” he mused absentmindedly.

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Okay, chapter 2 is done... and the drama can begin. XD I hope you guys liked it. Just a small warning, from here there's going to be some plot in this one. XD I'm already looking forward to it, though. :D

Chapter 1

Chapter 3