For YaoiXLoverX13
Gaara knocked on the hotel room door softly; he was feeling more nervous than usual. The red head waited moment before it opened and pale eyes stared back into his.
“What do you need, Kazekage-sama?” Neji asked an eyebrow quirked at Gaara.
“May I come in?” Gaara said his voice low but rough. The brunette nodded and stepped over so he could dome in. Upon entering, Gaara noticed three things: one, it was way too clean, two it smelled faintly of lilac, and three, it wasn’t big enough to fit four people. “Where are your teammates staying?”
“Gai-sensei felt like spending more money than usual, so he bought us all separate rooms.” Gaara nodded, accepting the explanation.
“You still haven’t answered my question, Kazekage-sama.” It was Gaara’s turn to raise an eyebrow and Neji sighed as if he were talking to a child. “What do you need?”
Gaara quickly averted his gaze and a light pink tinted his cheeks. “I wanted to thank you,” He focused his line of sight on Neji again. “For saving me from the Akatsuki.”
“It wasn’t a problem,” Neji said and couldn’t help but think, why would the Kazekage go to all this trouble? “Now, I have things to do…”
“I need to do this. Please,” Big teal eyes stared up at Neji, and he couldn’t help but cave in.
“Fine.” A small smile formed on Gaara’s lips and he walked closer to Neji, only inches of space between them. Gaara gulped a little and slowly drew their faces together, and Neji couldn’t believe what was happening. Was Gaara going to kiss him? He felt hot breath on his lips and Gaara paused for a minute before gradually joining their lips. Gaara’s lips almost completely covered Neji’s closed and thin ones. The brunette remained irresponsive throughout the kiss, even when Gaara started moving his lips against Neji’s. The Sand ninja’s arms held onto Neji’s shoulders lightly and pressed closer.
Gaara pulled back, his cheeks a darker pink. “I guess I’ll be leaving.” His eyes held something close to disappointment, but Gaara was good at hiding his emotions. He turned toward the door and started walking. He felt an arm grab his roughly and pull him back.
Neji’s smirking face came into view. “So you’re just going to kiss me and leave. How rude,” Neji said as he noticed Gaara’s eyes had hope in them again. “Would you like to stay the night?” Gaara nodded and let a small smile grace his lips, something he noticed he had been doing often, as of late. Neji wrapped one arm around Gaara’s lower back and the other in his flaming hair as he crashed their lips together. The kiss wasn’t slow like the last one, it was rough and dominating, and Gaara would be lying if he said he didn’t like it. A tongue ravaged his mouth from the inside and Gaara tried to move along with him. Gaara was the first to pull back for air and he panted heavily. Neji then took salvation in his neck and bit hard enough to draw blood. Gaara let out a low groan and the brunette lapped at the metallic tasting blood.
Neji fiddled with the belt holding Gaara’s vest together and eventually got it off with the vest. He kissed Gaara again and Gaara didn’t even notice that he was being steered toward the bed until he fell on it with Neji straddling him. He unzipped Gaara’s cloak-like shirt and tossed it away. Neji plucked at Gaara’s erect pink nipples and rolled them between his fingers. Gaara let out a moan as his arms traveled upward. He undid the single button on Neji’s loose shirt and let if fall onto the bed.
“Hmm?” Neji mumbled as he noticed Gaara staring at his upper body.
“Oh,” Gaara said as he blushed, noticing what he was doing. “Your chest is… nice.”
Neji had an amused smirk on his face. “Mmm,” He muttered while moving so that he was sitting on Gaara’s lower half. He undid the red head’s pants and sat up a little so he could take them off along with Gaara’s boxers.
Gaara had to admit that being this exposed to Neji was unnerving. The person he had admired for so long, which in time turned into love. He gulped slightly as Neji’s eyes racked over his nude body, a large blush forming on his cheeks from the usual attention.
“You’re beautiful,” Neji whispered hotly in his ears, and it somewhat calmed him down. Neji started moving downward and Gaara felt his lips ghosting over his skin. When arriving at Gaara’s pelvic area, Neji noticed that Gaara had visibly stiffened. He smirked. This would be too easy.
Neji continued until he reached Gaara’s fully erect cock and poked a pink tongue to lick the drooping head.
“Ah!” Gaara moan gasped/moaned out loudly. Neji smirked but kept moving downward and Gaara shifted in annoyance. When reaching the puckered hole, Neji stuck his tongue inside and moved past the tight ring of muscle with triumph. Gaara cried out loudly as he was penetrated by the slippery appendage and made all the noises that Neji was starting to love. Neji’s tongue roamed over the cavity, curling his tongue and licking at all the right places and making Gaara want to scream. But, the tongue could only reach about an inch inside, and it wasn’t enough after awhile.
“Please Neji,” Gaara said huskily, “More.” Neji complied by sliding putting his sliding his finger in. Another soon joined the first and Gaara couldn’t hold in any of his noises of ecstasy. Gaara grinded himself down on the protruding object and Neji then deemed he was ready. He pulled away and Gaara whined shamelessly at the loss.
Neji reached over the night stand to the lotion. He rubbed on generous amounts on himself, not wanting to hurt Gaara in anyway. “Are you ready?” The red head below him nodded slowly, bracing himself for the pain to come. Neji gradually slid in, and Gaara groaned in pain. Neji made a sympathetic noise and kissed over his face to calm him down. It seemed to work.
“Can I move?” Neji asked, still looking over his face for any signs of pain. Gaara nodded again, and Neji started to slowly grind into him. The red head whimpered a little at the feeling, but didn’t ask for him to stop. Soon, Neji couldn’t take the slow pace and sped it up a little, and was satisfied when groans of pain turned into moans of pleasure. Neji gained more speed and was soon thrusting into Gaara at a fast pace, and neither was complaining. Neji felt that the end was near and he felt his thrusts become more erratic and unpredictable. Gaara seemed to like the pace that wasn’t rhythmic better, as his moans turned into full on screams as he came onto his and Neji’s stomach. Neji soon followed, as he came with a hard thrust that shot his hot semen deep within Gaara. Neji pulled out and they collapsed together, Gaara in Neji’s chest.
“That was one hell of a thank you,” Neji stated, still worn out.
Gaara gave a small smile and nodded. “So you liked it?”
“Yeah.”
“U-um, Neji?”
“Mmm?”
“I really like you,” Gaara’s face was positively flushed as he said that.
Neji smiled and kissed Gaara’s forehead. “I like you too.”
-_-_-
Awww ^-^. It’s been forever since I did a one shot were the two people say they love each other without it being one sided :P.
I had fun with this.
This is probably the fastest I’ve updated in one day and the fastest I’ve responded to a request.
I sooo badass
~BBBBRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Obsession
For RemedioSilencioso
Neji bit his lip and looked around the large room with a hit of loneliness. When was he coming home? Neji clutched the sheets closer to his body, and the long haired boy couldn’t help the creeping feeling that he wasn’t coming home. Neji bit his bottom lip in an attempt to hold in the violent sob that threatened to break through his mouth. After a moment of sobbing helplessly, he remembered what he was doing a wiped viciously at his eyes. No Neji told himself I won’t get like that again. He took a couple deep breaths, and convinced himself that it would be okay and that he loved Neji and that he wouldn’t forget him.
Then, the door to the bedroom crept open slowly, and Neji’s attention immediately snapped toward it. A figure masked by the darkness slipped into the room, the soft pushes of expensive shoes pushing against the plush carpet was the only sound. The brunette’s smile could only be described as adoring. Once at the bed, the figure slipped off his shoes and gently pushed Neji back on the bed in a laying position, while he climbed on top.
Itachi knew that Neji had gotten halfway hysterical again. The signs where small, but still there. As he brought the younger man’s face up to his, he saw a red tinge around the pale eyes looking up at him so expectantly. He moved his gaze downward and saw faint traces of water on the white night shirt. Itachi looked up once more and pushed their lips together, Neji’s eyes closing immediately. They didn’t fight for dominance, as Neji submitted immediately. The kiss was broken as easily as it was started, and Itachi licked his way down to the crook of Neji’s neck.
“Mhn, Itachi…” Neji said, breathy. “What took you so long today?”
“Work.” Itachi said vaguely as he made quick work of the buttons on Neji’s pajama shirt.
“It’s always work.” Neji remarked before gasping as Itachi bit down on his nipple.
“I’m sorry.” Neji didn’t catch the insincerity.
“It’s –ah, Itachi! - alright!” The brunette managed to squeak out before releasing a long moan as the raven haired man above him tongue moved inside of his belly button. God, he was so close to the blaring erection that was carelessly covered the thin night clothes. Neji didn’t think he could take it any longer.
Itachi took his time removing Neji’s pants, much to Neji’s annoyance.
Itachi smirked. “You aren’t wearing any underwear.”
Neji, who was already flushing from the pleasure, made it hard to tell if he was embarrassed or uncaring. Probably the first. “They were going to come of anyway…”
Itachi licked the underside of Neji’s cock, a trail of saliva following it. “Then come naked.” He remarked before swallowing Neji’s member whole. The pale eyed man’s response was a loud grunt as he was covered in heat. Itachi’s mouth came off of Neji, before he blew on the tip teasingly. Neji arched his back and gasped loudly. A red tongue came out from pale lips to lick around Neji’s pink tip, swirling around there. Neji let out a loud moan as he hands slipped down to clutch Itachi’s hair. Not enough to hurt, but just enough for Itachi to know how much he was loving this. Itachi’s mouth covered him, and he hummed lowly. Neji restrained himself from bucking his hips up. Itachi started sucking, and Neji lost himself.
“I-I’m… cumming…” Neji managed to gasp out before he cummed hard. He should have come in Itachi’s mouth, but the Uchiha was already out of the line of fire, leaving Neji to cum on himself.
Neji closed his eyes and tried to recover from his orgasm and get a grip on himself. When he opened his eyes, Itachi was over him, completely naked. Neji gave a small smile, but that was before Itachi thrust roughly in him. Neji let out a surprised half scream, but the harsh thrusts continued without relent.
Neji gritted his teeth, trying to block out the pain. This was worse than when he lost his virginity. He could ask or even force Itachi to stop, but then Itachi wouldn’t love him anymore. And Neji would know hat to do if Itachi didn’t love him anymore. He would probably have to kill himself.
Itachi continued to thrust within the younger boy at a faster pace. This was just too pathetic. What person would start to have an infatuation with someone, which then turned into an obsession, where said person let his obsession do what ever they want to them? This was just too said. Neji was a bit too dry for Itachi’s taste, and was about to pull out before he felt something wet on his cock. Ah. Neji was finally bleeding. This should be over soon.
Itachi felt his climax near, so he started at an even faster, more frantic pace. Eventually, Itachi came inside Neji, and he pulled out. Itachi rolled to the side so he wasn’t facing Neji, and fell asleep.
Neji couldn’t stop sobbing. He felt excruciating pain, but he was happy. Because that man that he loved and loved him back was sleeping right next to him.
“I love you Itachi.”
-_-_-
Kind of sadistic of me, huh? Itachi, Neji, painful, sex…
Neji always seemed to be obsessed with perfection, and Itachi was ‘perfection’ so in turn, Neji would then be obsessed with Itachi.
Hope you like it RemedioSilencioso.
Bree
Neji bit his lip and looked around the large room with a hit of loneliness. When was he coming home? Neji clutched the sheets closer to his body, and the long haired boy couldn’t help the creeping feeling that he wasn’t coming home. Neji bit his bottom lip in an attempt to hold in the violent sob that threatened to break through his mouth. After a moment of sobbing helplessly, he remembered what he was doing a wiped viciously at his eyes. No Neji told himself I won’t get like that again. He took a couple deep breaths, and convinced himself that it would be okay and that he loved Neji and that he wouldn’t forget him.
Then, the door to the bedroom crept open slowly, and Neji’s attention immediately snapped toward it. A figure masked by the darkness slipped into the room, the soft pushes of expensive shoes pushing against the plush carpet was the only sound. The brunette’s smile could only be described as adoring. Once at the bed, the figure slipped off his shoes and gently pushed Neji back on the bed in a laying position, while he climbed on top.
Itachi knew that Neji had gotten halfway hysterical again. The signs where small, but still there. As he brought the younger man’s face up to his, he saw a red tinge around the pale eyes looking up at him so expectantly. He moved his gaze downward and saw faint traces of water on the white night shirt. Itachi looked up once more and pushed their lips together, Neji’s eyes closing immediately. They didn’t fight for dominance, as Neji submitted immediately. The kiss was broken as easily as it was started, and Itachi licked his way down to the crook of Neji’s neck.
“Mhn, Itachi…” Neji said, breathy. “What took you so long today?”
“Work.” Itachi said vaguely as he made quick work of the buttons on Neji’s pajama shirt.
“It’s always work.” Neji remarked before gasping as Itachi bit down on his nipple.
“I’m sorry.” Neji didn’t catch the insincerity.
“It’s –ah, Itachi! - alright!” The brunette managed to squeak out before releasing a long moan as the raven haired man above him tongue moved inside of his belly button. God, he was so close to the blaring erection that was carelessly covered the thin night clothes. Neji didn’t think he could take it any longer.
Itachi took his time removing Neji’s pants, much to Neji’s annoyance.
Itachi smirked. “You aren’t wearing any underwear.”
Neji, who was already flushing from the pleasure, made it hard to tell if he was embarrassed or uncaring. Probably the first. “They were going to come of anyway…”
Itachi licked the underside of Neji’s cock, a trail of saliva following it. “Then come naked.” He remarked before swallowing Neji’s member whole. The pale eyed man’s response was a loud grunt as he was covered in heat. Itachi’s mouth came off of Neji, before he blew on the tip teasingly. Neji arched his back and gasped loudly. A red tongue came out from pale lips to lick around Neji’s pink tip, swirling around there. Neji let out a loud moan as he hands slipped down to clutch Itachi’s hair. Not enough to hurt, but just enough for Itachi to know how much he was loving this. Itachi’s mouth covered him, and he hummed lowly. Neji restrained himself from bucking his hips up. Itachi started sucking, and Neji lost himself.
“I-I’m… cumming…” Neji managed to gasp out before he cummed hard. He should have come in Itachi’s mouth, but the Uchiha was already out of the line of fire, leaving Neji to cum on himself.
Neji closed his eyes and tried to recover from his orgasm and get a grip on himself. When he opened his eyes, Itachi was over him, completely naked. Neji gave a small smile, but that was before Itachi thrust roughly in him. Neji let out a surprised half scream, but the harsh thrusts continued without relent.
Neji gritted his teeth, trying to block out the pain. This was worse than when he lost his virginity. He could ask or even force Itachi to stop, but then Itachi wouldn’t love him anymore. And Neji would know hat to do if Itachi didn’t love him anymore. He would probably have to kill himself.
Itachi continued to thrust within the younger boy at a faster pace. This was just too pathetic. What person would start to have an infatuation with someone, which then turned into an obsession, where said person let his obsession do what ever they want to them? This was just too said. Neji was a bit too dry for Itachi’s taste, and was about to pull out before he felt something wet on his cock. Ah. Neji was finally bleeding. This should be over soon.
Itachi felt his climax near, so he started at an even faster, more frantic pace. Eventually, Itachi came inside Neji, and he pulled out. Itachi rolled to the side so he wasn’t facing Neji, and fell asleep.
Neji couldn’t stop sobbing. He felt excruciating pain, but he was happy. Because that man that he loved and loved him back was sleeping right next to him.
“I love you Itachi.”
-_-_-
Kind of sadistic of me, huh? Itachi, Neji, painful, sex…
Neji always seemed to be obsessed with perfection, and Itachi was ‘perfection’ so in turn, Neji would then be obsessed with Itachi.
Hope you like it RemedioSilencioso.
Bree
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
||Itachi|| Pancakes ||Yaoi|| and ||Lemon|| Syrup ||Sasuke||
For HolylightHikari. Sorry for the wait.
The Uchiha mansion was quiet for once. Sasuke was asleep, and his parents where away on business. Itachi enjoyed in the house’s silent glory. It wasn’t very often that it was quiet, what with Fugaku’s long rambles and Sasuke’s pleads for them to play a game.
Ah, Sasuke Itachi’s cute, innocent little brother. With his large pleading eyes, who could ignore a request to play a game? It’s time I taught him a game that we both good benefit from Itachi thought with a miniscule smirk. The ponytail ninja flipped the pancakes over one by one, while thinking about what his plan of action would be.
“Aniki?” Itachi heard the small voice and turned around. Sasuke stood in the doorway, rubbing his eyes. “Where are mom and dad?”
“Business trip.” Itachi said, turning away from the stove to get a good look at his younger sibling. “But, Aniki is going to cook for us today, alright?”
Sasuke nodded his head fast. Aniki was going to be all his for a whole day! “Yeah! What are we having?”
“Pancakes.” Itachi said, returning his attention back to the round-shaped food.
Sasuke giggled. “Syrup too, right?”
“Of course.” Itachi said, sending his brother a small smile.
The younger brother looked at his older with fascination. He loved it when Itachi gave a rare smile. Sasuke smiled back, but much larger.
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“It’s ready.” Itachi said, bringing the two plates of food with him.
“Yay!” Sasuke shouted, running over to the table. Itachi placed the plates in front of Sasuke and himself, and started by cutting up his brother’s food.
“Here, Sasuke.” Itachi gave the food back too an excited Sasuke, and the younger boy made a grab for the syrup. The ponytail nin then started cutting his own meal when he heard something spill over.
“Opps.” Sasuke giggled again, his fingers covered in syrup. He raised one hand to his mouth, and licked off the sweet substance. Sasuke licked long and slow, taking a finger out of his mouth with a loud ‘pop’.
Itachi gulped, staring at Sasuke’s mouth and his fingers. He felt his member twitch at the erotic sight. “Sasuke,” Itachi’s voice was raspy and strained, “do you think you could stop doing that?”
Sasuke cocked his head to the side, momentarily stopping his licking. “Eh? Why, Aniki?”
Itachi sifted his body. “It makes Aniki… uncomfortable.”
Sasuke still didn’t understand. Then he thought of something and you could practically see the light bulb go on above his head. “Is it the same reason why you said we couldn’t take a bath together anymore?”
Itachi sifted again, as Sasuke stared up at him with his chibi eyes again. “Something like that”
“Oh…” Sasuke said, saddened. “Do you not like me anymore?”
Itachi knew that tone of voice. He saw tears gather is Sasuke’s eyes. “No! Of course not.” He said quickly. “Just… just go back to what you where doing.”
“Okay!” Sasuke said, immediately chipper again. He continued to lick his fingers, and Itachi couldn’t help but start to stare again. Fuck the plan Itachi thought as he smirked. I’ll do this my way.
“Sasuke,” Itachi called. “Come over here.”
Sasuke looked over at his Aniki, questions on his tongue. He refrained from saying them, and walked over to Itachi. It was nice being able to sit so close to his admirable big brother.
He sat. “Yes, Aniki?”
“No,” Itachi said and Sasuke’s face fell. “Closer.” Itachi arms wrapped around Sasuke’s middle and the arms reeled the smaller boy in until he was pretty much sitting in Itachi’s lap, (stomach to stomach).
Sasuke giggled, happy that now he was even closer to his brother. “Aniki, my food’s all the way over there.”
Itachi feigned being deep in thought. “Well… Actually, I think that there is a game that we could play.”
Sasuke’s whole face lit up. “Really? Just me and you?”
Itachi nodded. “Of course. Do you want to learn the rules?” Sasuke nodded eagerly. “The first rule is that you can’t tell anybody about this. Not even mom or dad. Understood?” Sasuke nodded again. “The last rule would be that you would have to do what ever I say. Alright?”
“Yeah but how do we play?”
Itachi let out a small chuckle. “I’ll teach you as we go. Now close your eyes.” Sasuke complied and Itachi wasted no time pressing their lips together. Sasuke let out a small gasp when their lips touched, and Itachi’s tongue moved in. Itachi mapped out the small cavern, before pulling back, a trial of spit following his mouth.
Sasuke pressed his sticky fingers to his bottom lip. “Ah, Aniki… did you just kiss me?”
“Do you want more?”
Sasuke’s brow furrowed. Did he want more? Would father and mother allow it? “Would it be okay?”
“Of course it would be,” Itachi leaned in close. “If you follow the rules.” He was referring to not telling anybody.
Sasuke nodded his head, and that was all the elder brother needed. He forced their lips together, the kiss more passionate and lust full than before. Itachi slowly lowered his younger brother to the floor, settling in between the open legs. He broke the kiss again, letting Sasuke catch his breath. The little brother puffed out and in large amounts of air and stared up with such lust that Itachi didn’t think he possessed. Itachi smirked and grinded their now erections together.
Sasuke gasped and arched his back on instinct. “Aniki, oh, Itachi…” Sasuke couldn’t help but chant his older brother’s name at the unfamiliar, but pleasuring feeling that he was getting. Itachi actually released a couple gasps and continued to awkwardly thrust against Sasuke.
Sasuke bit his lip as a stronger pleasure washed over him and his pant felt wet and sticky. Sasuke’s face reddened. “Um, Aniki… I w-wet myself.”
Itachi couldn’t help but give a chuckle. How innocent could he get? “You didn’t wet yourself, Sasuke. You had an orgasm,” Itachi looked down at the wet patch on the front of Sasuke’s underwear. “And that’s your semen.”
“O-oh…” Sasuke looked down also.
“Do you want to do it again?” Itachi looked down at his little brother in his arms. Sasuke shyly nodded again, and Itachi went to work on taking off the younger boy’s pants. Once his bottom half was bare, Itachi dipped his head low and gave Sasuke’s arousal a terse lick.
Sasuke gasped. What was that and why did it feel so good? He lifted his head to see what Itachi was doing down there and just caught a glimpse before his elder brother swallowed him whole. Sasuke gave what sounded like the mix of a gasp and a yelp before throwing his head back and thrusting his hips up.
Itachi steadied Sasuke’s hips and sucked hard, which sent Sasuke into a haze of pleasure. The ponytail nin brought a hand up to Sasuke’s spread legs, and poked a finger in. His younger brother let out a strangled gasp at the feeling, but didn’t fight it. Itachi continued to put in another finger and started to scissor. He could tell that Sasuke was starting to feel pain, so Itachi sucked harder to override it with pleasure. As Sasuke’s cries became louder and more urgent, Itachi knew that he needed to hurry up. He came off of Sasuke’s member and removed his fingers.
When he looked up, Sasuke’s eyes where half lidded and he was panting harshly. As he let his younger brother recover, Itachi took off all of his clothing. Sasuke looked him up and down and bit his lip. Sasuke probably didn’t mean too, but Itachi thought it was one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen.
“Are you ready, Sasuke?” Itachi looked into his brother’s eyes. Sasuke nodded with a small frown gracing his lips. What was Itachi going to do to him? Itachi lined up their bodies together and pushed in slowly.
“Ah! Aniki!” Sasuke cried out in immense pain.
“Shh, it’s alright, Sasuke…” Itachi continued to whisper sweet things in Sasuke’s ear until he deemed it was okay to start moving. At first, Sasuke groaned painfully and squirmed a lot, but after awhile he started to let out moans of pleasure. Sasuke started to move his hips up, but failed at trying to time their thrusts. Itachi started moving faster, and the uke couldn’t keep up with the new pace. It didn’t take long before Sasuke came screaming, laying limp after. Itachi came after what seemed like forever, and collapsed with Sasuke.
“Nnn, Itachi.” Sasuke muttered as he fell asleep in the comfort of his brother’s arms.
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Did you know that on Microsoft Word ‘yay’ isn’t a word?
The Uchiha mansion was quiet for once. Sasuke was asleep, and his parents where away on business. Itachi enjoyed in the house’s silent glory. It wasn’t very often that it was quiet, what with Fugaku’s long rambles and Sasuke’s pleads for them to play a game.
Ah, Sasuke Itachi’s cute, innocent little brother. With his large pleading eyes, who could ignore a request to play a game? It’s time I taught him a game that we both good benefit from Itachi thought with a miniscule smirk. The ponytail ninja flipped the pancakes over one by one, while thinking about what his plan of action would be.
“Aniki?” Itachi heard the small voice and turned around. Sasuke stood in the doorway, rubbing his eyes. “Where are mom and dad?”
“Business trip.” Itachi said, turning away from the stove to get a good look at his younger sibling. “But, Aniki is going to cook for us today, alright?”
Sasuke nodded his head fast. Aniki was going to be all his for a whole day! “Yeah! What are we having?”
“Pancakes.” Itachi said, returning his attention back to the round-shaped food.
Sasuke giggled. “Syrup too, right?”
“Of course.” Itachi said, sending his brother a small smile.
The younger brother looked at his older with fascination. He loved it when Itachi gave a rare smile. Sasuke smiled back, but much larger.
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“It’s ready.” Itachi said, bringing the two plates of food with him.
“Yay!” Sasuke shouted, running over to the table. Itachi placed the plates in front of Sasuke and himself, and started by cutting up his brother’s food.
“Here, Sasuke.” Itachi gave the food back too an excited Sasuke, and the younger boy made a grab for the syrup. The ponytail nin then started cutting his own meal when he heard something spill over.
“Opps.” Sasuke giggled again, his fingers covered in syrup. He raised one hand to his mouth, and licked off the sweet substance. Sasuke licked long and slow, taking a finger out of his mouth with a loud ‘pop’.
Itachi gulped, staring at Sasuke’s mouth and his fingers. He felt his member twitch at the erotic sight. “Sasuke,” Itachi’s voice was raspy and strained, “do you think you could stop doing that?”
Sasuke cocked his head to the side, momentarily stopping his licking. “Eh? Why, Aniki?”
Itachi sifted his body. “It makes Aniki… uncomfortable.”
Sasuke still didn’t understand. Then he thought of something and you could practically see the light bulb go on above his head. “Is it the same reason why you said we couldn’t take a bath together anymore?”
Itachi sifted again, as Sasuke stared up at him with his chibi eyes again. “Something like that”
“Oh…” Sasuke said, saddened. “Do you not like me anymore?”
Itachi knew that tone of voice. He saw tears gather is Sasuke’s eyes. “No! Of course not.” He said quickly. “Just… just go back to what you where doing.”
“Okay!” Sasuke said, immediately chipper again. He continued to lick his fingers, and Itachi couldn’t help but start to stare again. Fuck the plan Itachi thought as he smirked. I’ll do this my way.
“Sasuke,” Itachi called. “Come over here.”
Sasuke looked over at his Aniki, questions on his tongue. He refrained from saying them, and walked over to Itachi. It was nice being able to sit so close to his admirable big brother.
He sat. “Yes, Aniki?”
“No,” Itachi said and Sasuke’s face fell. “Closer.” Itachi arms wrapped around Sasuke’s middle and the arms reeled the smaller boy in until he was pretty much sitting in Itachi’s lap, (stomach to stomach).
Sasuke giggled, happy that now he was even closer to his brother. “Aniki, my food’s all the way over there.”
Itachi feigned being deep in thought. “Well… Actually, I think that there is a game that we could play.”
Sasuke’s whole face lit up. “Really? Just me and you?”
Itachi nodded. “Of course. Do you want to learn the rules?” Sasuke nodded eagerly. “The first rule is that you can’t tell anybody about this. Not even mom or dad. Understood?” Sasuke nodded again. “The last rule would be that you would have to do what ever I say. Alright?”
“Yeah but how do we play?”
Itachi let out a small chuckle. “I’ll teach you as we go. Now close your eyes.” Sasuke complied and Itachi wasted no time pressing their lips together. Sasuke let out a small gasp when their lips touched, and Itachi’s tongue moved in. Itachi mapped out the small cavern, before pulling back, a trial of spit following his mouth.
Sasuke pressed his sticky fingers to his bottom lip. “Ah, Aniki… did you just kiss me?”
“Do you want more?”
Sasuke’s brow furrowed. Did he want more? Would father and mother allow it? “Would it be okay?”
“Of course it would be,” Itachi leaned in close. “If you follow the rules.” He was referring to not telling anybody.
Sasuke nodded his head, and that was all the elder brother needed. He forced their lips together, the kiss more passionate and lust full than before. Itachi slowly lowered his younger brother to the floor, settling in between the open legs. He broke the kiss again, letting Sasuke catch his breath. The little brother puffed out and in large amounts of air and stared up with such lust that Itachi didn’t think he possessed. Itachi smirked and grinded their now erections together.
Sasuke gasped and arched his back on instinct. “Aniki, oh, Itachi…” Sasuke couldn’t help but chant his older brother’s name at the unfamiliar, but pleasuring feeling that he was getting. Itachi actually released a couple gasps and continued to awkwardly thrust against Sasuke.
Sasuke bit his lip as a stronger pleasure washed over him and his pant felt wet and sticky. Sasuke’s face reddened. “Um, Aniki… I w-wet myself.”
Itachi couldn’t help but give a chuckle. How innocent could he get? “You didn’t wet yourself, Sasuke. You had an orgasm,” Itachi looked down at the wet patch on the front of Sasuke’s underwear. “And that’s your semen.”
“O-oh…” Sasuke looked down also.
“Do you want to do it again?” Itachi looked down at his little brother in his arms. Sasuke shyly nodded again, and Itachi went to work on taking off the younger boy’s pants. Once his bottom half was bare, Itachi dipped his head low and gave Sasuke’s arousal a terse lick.
Sasuke gasped. What was that and why did it feel so good? He lifted his head to see what Itachi was doing down there and just caught a glimpse before his elder brother swallowed him whole. Sasuke gave what sounded like the mix of a gasp and a yelp before throwing his head back and thrusting his hips up.
Itachi steadied Sasuke’s hips and sucked hard, which sent Sasuke into a haze of pleasure. The ponytail nin brought a hand up to Sasuke’s spread legs, and poked a finger in. His younger brother let out a strangled gasp at the feeling, but didn’t fight it. Itachi continued to put in another finger and started to scissor. He could tell that Sasuke was starting to feel pain, so Itachi sucked harder to override it with pleasure. As Sasuke’s cries became louder and more urgent, Itachi knew that he needed to hurry up. He came off of Sasuke’s member and removed his fingers.
When he looked up, Sasuke’s eyes where half lidded and he was panting harshly. As he let his younger brother recover, Itachi took off all of his clothing. Sasuke looked him up and down and bit his lip. Sasuke probably didn’t mean too, but Itachi thought it was one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen.
“Are you ready, Sasuke?” Itachi looked into his brother’s eyes. Sasuke nodded with a small frown gracing his lips. What was Itachi going to do to him? Itachi lined up their bodies together and pushed in slowly.
“Ah! Aniki!” Sasuke cried out in immense pain.
“Shh, it’s alright, Sasuke…” Itachi continued to whisper sweet things in Sasuke’s ear until he deemed it was okay to start moving. At first, Sasuke groaned painfully and squirmed a lot, but after awhile he started to let out moans of pleasure. Sasuke started to move his hips up, but failed at trying to time their thrusts. Itachi started moving faster, and the uke couldn’t keep up with the new pace. It didn’t take long before Sasuke came screaming, laying limp after. Itachi came after what seemed like forever, and collapsed with Sasuke.
“Nnn, Itachi.” Sasuke muttered as he fell asleep in the comfort of his brother’s arms.
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Did you know that on Microsoft Word ‘yay’ isn’t a word?
Sunday, November 29, 2009
{SasuNaru} Through the Window {Yaoi}
Sasuke Uchiha tossed and turned restlessly in his bed. The room was humid, despite the open window right next to his bed. The raven haired nin pulled his blue blanket back onto himself, only to push it off again. His bed felt as uncomfortable as ever, and the ache of his body wasn’t helping. Sasuke’s thoughts floated to his hyper team mate, and he was absorbed. As Sasuke continued to think about the blond boy, he became vaguely aware of his hardening member.
God, not again. Sasuke didn’t know why, but ever since he hit puberty, he’s been like a dog in heat. He always craved sex and masturbated at night. Even Shikamaru, the lazy genius, had caught him checking out is chest through his thin fish nets when they where younger.
A hand slipped down his chest and firm stomach, to the top of his soft silk pajamas that only very carelessly covered the bulge. Sasuke moaned louder and more lustfully than he would have liked. The rogue hand moved back up to his waistline and proceeded down his pants. Sasuke wrapped his hand around his throbbing shaft, and pumped himself roughly. The sounds of groans filled the room and the lust was heavy in the air. Sasuke’s thoughts were solely on his teammate, and Sasuke wasn’t paying attention to the world around him. Sasuke’s moans came out as soft, chirped gasps. “Oh, Naruto… Oh!”
Suddenly, arms wrapped themselves around Sasuke’s middle (from behind). “Nnnn, yes, Sasuke…?” WHAT THE FUCK?! Sasuke immediately froze up and his eyes widened. He didn’t dare turn around; Naruto was in the sweet state of being half asleep. (It’s basically like you’re kind of awake, but you can’t processes anything.) Sasuke couldn’t really bare to think that if his crush since he was seven to wake up and see him with his hand down his pants. After a couple of minutes of silence, then when Naruto’s soft snores filled the room, did Sasuke remove his hand.
Sasuke really shouldn’t be surprised that the orange clad nin had climbed in from his window. Naruto had been giving Sasuke frequent late night visits after Jiraiya was murdered. Okay, if Naruto woke up now, everything would be okay. But Sasuke wasn’t in the clear like he thought. A large lump was painfully obvious though his pants, and it wasn’t going away without some action (sorry - couldn’t resist ^-^). Sasuke shifted so he was lying on his stomach, rather than his side. Naruto seemed to like the more heat that was being produced in this position, and he wanted more. The blond wiggled himself so he was on top of Sasuke. Naruto sighed in contentment. Ah, sweet warmth.
Sasuke, on the other hand, was not exactly ready to sigh in contentment. Quite the opposite. If you where horny and had a very fuckable blond on top of you, what would you do? Okay – bad question. Sasuke tried to push all of the sexual thoughts out of his head (and failed). He sighed and tried to inch away from Naruto’s tight grasp, but it was futile. Naruto only held on tighter and made a slight noise of anger. Not wanting to wake the blond, and let him see his boner, Sasuke stayed put. He stared up at the ceiling, wondering how the hell he got in this mess. Sasuke ached to move, to touch Naruto, but he refrained. Sasuke gritted his teeth.
About ten minutes later, Naruto had started to wiggle in his sleep, and Sasuke couldn’t take it anymore. The Uchiha smashed his lips to an unsuspecting Naruto, but he did not wake. Sasuke’s lips molded perfectly in Naruto’s and the raven haired boy kneaded his lips to the others. Naruto, finally having suffocated by the lack of air, woke up.
“Sasuke…?” He murmured before he could realize what the two boys were doing. When he did, a loud “SASUKE?!” erupted from Naruto’s mouth (while Sasuke was still on him).
Sasuke pulled away, breathless. “What?”
“What do you mean, what?! You kissed me! You kissed me! You kiss-“ Naruto babbled.
Sasuke cut him off and nodded. “I did.”
“B-but why? Why m-me?” Naruto stammered.
“Why not? Plus you’re the one that climbed on top of me.”
It was then that Naruto felt something poking at his upper thigh. The blue eyed boy looked down and blushed heavily. “Sasuke!”
Sasuke smirked and a hand reached up to stroke Naruto’s face, who was still on his lap. “Relax,” he cooed, “I won’t go too rough.” And with that, Sasuke flipped both of them over so he was on top and a still blushing Naruto was on the bottom. The Uchiha took refuge at the crook of Naruto’s neck and sucked heavily. It was obvious that the Naruto was trying to hold in his moans, but Sasuke’s actions made it nearly impossible. Naruto let out choked gasps and that only turned Sasuke on more. While sucking, Sasuke getting more excited, grinded his erection against Naruto’s thigh.
Naruto snapped. He let out a loud moan and roughly brought up Sasuke’s lips to his, to crash their lips together. The moaning only continued when Sasuke’s grinding was brought to Naruto’s hips, causing the two clothed erections to rub against each other.
Sasuke slipped a hand down Naruto’s pants felt around his crotch. Naruto broke the kiss as he gasped, throwing his head back. His hand then slipped lower, poking one finger into Naruto’s hole. The blond squirmed, his insides trying to push the invader out.
“Relax” Sasuke whispered, his breath hot in Naruto’s ear. Naruto nodded as Sasuke added two more fingers. He squirmed a little bit more before he started feeling pleasure, and let out a hearty groan. Sasuke smirked, deciding that he was ready. He tugged down Naruto’s pants and slipped his fingers out. While Naruto groaned sadly at the loss, Sasuke positioned himself correctly.
“Are you ready?” Sasuke said, looking up at Naruto.
“Just do it” Naruto huffed. Sasuke thrust himself into Naruto’s cavern.
Oh fuck this feels good Naruto was slightly dry and the feeling of penetration kind of hurt, but it felt good to him none-the-less. Sasuke continued at a steady pace, but Naruto wanted more.
“God Sasuke, go faster.” If he wasn’t so out of it, Naruto would have pouted. Sasuke’s reply was speeding up and hitting harder, looking for that special place. When Naruto let out a half-scream, he knew he hit it
Gotcha He thought was a smirk. Sasuke focused on that one spot and Naruto gave that same reaction each time. As he continued, Sasuke could feel that his release was going to be sooner than later. By the way Naruto was making all of those noises, apparently he was close too.
Naruto let out a full-on scream as he came, shooting milky fluid all over his and Sasuke’s stomach. Three more thrusts later, Sasuke came, shooting his semen deep inside Naruto, with a triumphant growl.
He then collapsed next to Naruto, smiling at him. Sasuke fell into a deep sleep after that, finally getting comfortable.
God, not again. Sasuke didn’t know why, but ever since he hit puberty, he’s been like a dog in heat. He always craved sex and masturbated at night. Even Shikamaru, the lazy genius, had caught him checking out is chest through his thin fish nets when they where younger.
A hand slipped down his chest and firm stomach, to the top of his soft silk pajamas that only very carelessly covered the bulge. Sasuke moaned louder and more lustfully than he would have liked. The rogue hand moved back up to his waistline and proceeded down his pants. Sasuke wrapped his hand around his throbbing shaft, and pumped himself roughly. The sounds of groans filled the room and the lust was heavy in the air. Sasuke’s thoughts were solely on his teammate, and Sasuke wasn’t paying attention to the world around him. Sasuke’s moans came out as soft, chirped gasps. “Oh, Naruto… Oh!”
Suddenly, arms wrapped themselves around Sasuke’s middle (from behind). “Nnnn, yes, Sasuke…?” WHAT THE FUCK?! Sasuke immediately froze up and his eyes widened. He didn’t dare turn around; Naruto was in the sweet state of being half asleep. (It’s basically like you’re kind of awake, but you can’t processes anything.) Sasuke couldn’t really bare to think that if his crush since he was seven to wake up and see him with his hand down his pants. After a couple of minutes of silence, then when Naruto’s soft snores filled the room, did Sasuke remove his hand.
Sasuke really shouldn’t be surprised that the orange clad nin had climbed in from his window. Naruto had been giving Sasuke frequent late night visits after Jiraiya was murdered. Okay, if Naruto woke up now, everything would be okay. But Sasuke wasn’t in the clear like he thought. A large lump was painfully obvious though his pants, and it wasn’t going away without some action (sorry - couldn’t resist ^-^). Sasuke shifted so he was lying on his stomach, rather than his side. Naruto seemed to like the more heat that was being produced in this position, and he wanted more. The blond wiggled himself so he was on top of Sasuke. Naruto sighed in contentment. Ah, sweet warmth.
Sasuke, on the other hand, was not exactly ready to sigh in contentment. Quite the opposite. If you where horny and had a very fuckable blond on top of you, what would you do? Okay – bad question. Sasuke tried to push all of the sexual thoughts out of his head (and failed). He sighed and tried to inch away from Naruto’s tight grasp, but it was futile. Naruto only held on tighter and made a slight noise of anger. Not wanting to wake the blond, and let him see his boner, Sasuke stayed put. He stared up at the ceiling, wondering how the hell he got in this mess. Sasuke ached to move, to touch Naruto, but he refrained. Sasuke gritted his teeth.
About ten minutes later, Naruto had started to wiggle in his sleep, and Sasuke couldn’t take it anymore. The Uchiha smashed his lips to an unsuspecting Naruto, but he did not wake. Sasuke’s lips molded perfectly in Naruto’s and the raven haired boy kneaded his lips to the others. Naruto, finally having suffocated by the lack of air, woke up.
“Sasuke…?” He murmured before he could realize what the two boys were doing. When he did, a loud “SASUKE?!” erupted from Naruto’s mouth (while Sasuke was still on him).
Sasuke pulled away, breathless. “What?”
“What do you mean, what?! You kissed me! You kissed me! You kiss-“ Naruto babbled.
Sasuke cut him off and nodded. “I did.”
“B-but why? Why m-me?” Naruto stammered.
“Why not? Plus you’re the one that climbed on top of me.”
It was then that Naruto felt something poking at his upper thigh. The blue eyed boy looked down and blushed heavily. “Sasuke!”
Sasuke smirked and a hand reached up to stroke Naruto’s face, who was still on his lap. “Relax,” he cooed, “I won’t go too rough.” And with that, Sasuke flipped both of them over so he was on top and a still blushing Naruto was on the bottom. The Uchiha took refuge at the crook of Naruto’s neck and sucked heavily. It was obvious that the Naruto was trying to hold in his moans, but Sasuke’s actions made it nearly impossible. Naruto let out choked gasps and that only turned Sasuke on more. While sucking, Sasuke getting more excited, grinded his erection against Naruto’s thigh.
Naruto snapped. He let out a loud moan and roughly brought up Sasuke’s lips to his, to crash their lips together. The moaning only continued when Sasuke’s grinding was brought to Naruto’s hips, causing the two clothed erections to rub against each other.
Sasuke slipped a hand down Naruto’s pants felt around his crotch. Naruto broke the kiss as he gasped, throwing his head back. His hand then slipped lower, poking one finger into Naruto’s hole. The blond squirmed, his insides trying to push the invader out.
“Relax” Sasuke whispered, his breath hot in Naruto’s ear. Naruto nodded as Sasuke added two more fingers. He squirmed a little bit more before he started feeling pleasure, and let out a hearty groan. Sasuke smirked, deciding that he was ready. He tugged down Naruto’s pants and slipped his fingers out. While Naruto groaned sadly at the loss, Sasuke positioned himself correctly.
“Are you ready?” Sasuke said, looking up at Naruto.
“Just do it” Naruto huffed. Sasuke thrust himself into Naruto’s cavern.
Oh fuck this feels good Naruto was slightly dry and the feeling of penetration kind of hurt, but it felt good to him none-the-less. Sasuke continued at a steady pace, but Naruto wanted more.
“God Sasuke, go faster.” If he wasn’t so out of it, Naruto would have pouted. Sasuke’s reply was speeding up and hitting harder, looking for that special place. When Naruto let out a half-scream, he knew he hit it
Gotcha He thought was a smirk. Sasuke focused on that one spot and Naruto gave that same reaction each time. As he continued, Sasuke could feel that his release was going to be sooner than later. By the way Naruto was making all of those noises, apparently he was close too.
Naruto let out a full-on scream as he came, shooting milky fluid all over his and Sasuke’s stomach. Three more thrusts later, Sasuke came, shooting his semen deep inside Naruto, with a triumphant growl.
He then collapsed next to Naruto, smiling at him. Sasuke fell into a deep sleep after that, finally getting comfortable.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Yaoi ||Glad You Did|| Lemon
Dean McJameson, a sweet and caring seventeen year old is driving to his friend, Jaret Thomas’s house to play video games and other guy stuff. He pulled into the driveway slowly; not wanting to knock over the trash cans like before, and have Mrs. Thomas glare at him for weeks. Dean got out of his car and walked up the driveway carefully, not wanting to cut across the grass, because Mrs. Thomas would again, glare at him for weeks. When he arrived at the door he rang the doorbell and waited patiently. Dean heard loud footsteps coming from behind the door and it swung open. But instead of being greeted by Jaret, he was met by his sister, Katie, who was a year younger than them.
Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw him, but Katie quickly composed herself. “Oh, hey Dean. Jaret didn’t tell me you were coming.”
Dean chuckled. “He never really is one to tell people things.”
Katie nodded. “Yeah.” She steeped closer to Dean, closing the space between them. Katie started running her hands up and down Dean’s chest. “You know… If Jaret ever gets boring you could come hangout with me. Or we could go to my room right now. My mom and Dad aren’t home and won’t be until tomorrow afternoon.” She said in what she probably thought was a purr.
This time, Dean chuckled nervously. “Um, no I don’t think that will happen anytime soon.” He quickly sided stepped her before anything else could be said and heard Katie leave the house. Then he walked into the family room, where Jaret was sitting on the floor playing Super Smash Brothers Brawl.
“Yes! Witness the super awesome power of Link! In your face Kirby!” Jaret shouted at the TV screen. Dean roared with laughter at Jaret’s childishness. “Hey! Shut up!” Dean continued to laugh. “Dude! I’m serious!” Dean leaned on the wall for support. “Okay, that’s it! Get out of my house!”
“Okay, sorry.” Dean said, calming down.
“That’s more like it.” Jaret said while continuing his video games. Dean sat down beside him. “Here” He tossed Dean an extra controller. Dean caught it and chose Lucas as his character and Jaret chose Link again.
A couple minutes later>>
“Ha! Victory is mine! I am the master!” Jaret shouted after he won the match against Dean.
Dean smiled. “Yeah, you did a good job.”
Jaret looked and at Dean and quickly looked away blushing slightly. “Don’t look at me like that.”
Dean tilted his head to the side. “Eh? Why?”
“It makes me want to do things to you, things we shouldn’t do” Jaret said blushing more.
Dean still didn’t know what Jaret was talking about. “Do things to me? What?”
“This” Jaret crashed their lips together. Dean was so surprised he fell backwards onto the floor. Jaret broke the kiss. “And this” He quickly unbuttoned Dean’s shirt and felt all over his upper body. Dean bit down a groan that was threatening to come out. “And mostly this” Jaret grinded his hips against Dean’s and moaned. Shocks of pleasure ran up Dean’s spine. Dean shivered and let out a small groan at the feeling. Dean felt himself harden as Jaret started rubbing them together harder.
“Jaret” Dean moaned thrust himself up to meet Jaret. But this simple action seemed to wake Jaret up from what ever trance he was in and he immediately got off of Dean.
“I-I shouldn’t have done that. I understand if you don’t want to hangout with me anymore.” Jaret said looking away, ashamed. Dean couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was Jaret stupid or something? Didn’t he notice that Dean was reacting positively to him? Apparently not.
“You know, you’re really stupid sometimes, Jaret,” Dean said, angry.
“I know, I just-“ Jaret started, but was cut off when Dean kissed him. Jaret’s eyes widened in shock, but he soon relaxed and started kissing back. One of Dean’s hands snaked its way around Jaret’s neck, while the other found its way into Jaret’s white blonde hair. Jaret pushed Dean onto the floor again, continuing to kiss him. Jaret licked Dean’s bottom lip, asking for permission. He gladly opened his mouth, and they fought for dominance. Jaret eventually won and he explored Dean’s mouth, loving his taste. Jaret left Dean’s mouth and kissed down his chin, to his neck, where he left open mouthed kisses. Dean moaned audibly and blushed when he felt Jaret smirk against his skin.
Jaret pulled off the rest of Dean’s shirt and harshly licked and bit his nipple. Dean moaned and arched his back slightly. Jaret switched and gave his other nipple the same treatment. Jaret lightly kissed back up to Dean’s mouth, stopping just before their lips met.
“Are you sure you want this…?” Jaret said as his blue green eyes met Dean’s electric blue.
“Yes, I want you so much Jaret…” Dean said before moving his head slightly so their lips met. Dean flipped them over, not breaking the kiss and stuck his tongue into Jaret’s open and awaiting mouth. He rubbed their tongues together, both of them moaning at the friction. Dean pulled up Jaret’s plain black t-shirt and broke the kiss so he could take it off completely, then reconnecting the kiss. Dean ran his hands over Jaret’s lanky frame, while Jaret groaned and squirmed slightly under his touch. Dean broke the kiss, needing to breath. The stared at each other for a spell, a faint blush across each of their cheeks.
Jaret was the one to break the silence. “Let’s go to my room.” Dean nodded and they both stood up. For Dean to get a good view of his partner, he had to look down, because Jaret was at least a head shorter than him (5’11 vs. 6’8). They stumbled up the stairs, kissing and licking each other the way up, and into Jaret’s room. They entered the room, tripping over miscellaneous items scattered around the area. Dean and Jaret both rid themselves of there pants and fell onto the bed with Jaret on top. The two continued their frenzied kissing, with their only goal: each other’s lips.
Jaret kissed down Dean’s muscular body, licking occasionally. He stopped when he reached Dean’s boxers and slid them off him. Dean blushed harder and gasped when Jaret dragged his tongue up the side of his thick rod. Jaret smirked, pleased at Dean’s reaction and took his member into his mouth. Dean moaned and thrust his hips up, causing Jaret to choke slightly. Jaret steadied Dean’s hips and bobbed his head up and down. Dean whimpered and grabbed onto the bed sheets. God, it just felt so good. Jaret started to suck on Dean harder, until he finally drew out his release.
“Jaret!” Dean yelled as his cum filled Jaret’s mouth. Jaret gulped it down greedily. Jaret came back up to Dean’s face and kissed him harder and more lustful than before. Jaret pulled away from the kiss so he could flip Dean over, but he stopped Jaret. Dean pouted slightly, and flipped Jaret over so he could take him (Doggy style). He pulled down Jaret’s boxers and Jaret kicked them off. Dean scanned the floor and found some lotion. He rubbed it on himself and let out a small moan. Dean rubbed it on Jaret’s entrance. Dean positioned himself correctly and thrust himself into Jaret. Dean moaned and Jaret let out a small yelp and a string of cuss words. Dean stayed frozen for a moment until Jaret stiffly nodded his head for Dean to move. Dean started moving at an in out, in out, motion. At first it was just grunts that Jaret was letting out, but after awhile it turned into uncontrollable moans of pleasure.
“Dean! Harder!” Jaret called out, and Dean was soon slamming in him. Dean groaned loudly at Jaret’s tightness. He felt himself hit a bundle of nerves that caused Jaret to call out his name. Dean kept on hit that spot and Jaret let out a yell each time. Dean soon came and Jaret followed after him. Dean flipped Jaret over and collapsed on top of him, only to feel something wet on him.
“Hmm?” He looked down and saw that Jaret had come on himself, having nowhere else to. Dean went down Jaret’s body to his manhood. The white creamy liquid covered most of his member and some of the surrounding area. Dean took his time licking around him, only letting his tongues graze over him lightly. Jaret was whimpering and squirming at the feeling, and moaning ever so lightly. After a couple more moments of teasing, Dean finally lapped up all of Jaret’s cum. Jaret offered some more moans before Dean came off him, having cleaned him off. Then, after completing his mission he crawled back up and collapsed next to Jaret both of them falling into a deep sleep.
A couple hours later…
“What the FUCK?” Dean and Jaret were jolted awake by a female voice, with a not-so-female fraise. Dean shot up from his position of cuddling with Jaret. Dean looked over the door and saw Katie there, with a horrified expression on her face.
Jaret yawned and sat up. “Jeez Katie. What the hell is wrong with you?”
Katie pretty much screamed. “What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with ME?!”
“Uh, that’s what I said.”
“I walk in the house to find Dean and your shirts on the floor and think ‘they probably just got hot or something’, but then I walk up here and find you two asleep, naked, and in each other’s arms! What. The. FUCK?!”
Jaret shrugged. “So what? Surprised to find out the truth about your big brother?”
“NO! I suspected that all along! I see the way you look at him. But, YOU!” Katie turned her attention to Dean. “Is this why you’re always turning me down? I was practically throwing myself at you! And so you choose Jaret over me?!”
“Uh, Katie-“ Dean started.
“You know what? I don’t care! I hope you get married and adopt many children!” Katie cut him off and went stomping down the hall. Soon, he heard the front door slam shut and Katie’s car go squealing down the street. Silence. Snort. Then Jaret started laughing. Hard. Dean stared curiously down at the white blonde boy, who was clutching his stomach, with tears of laughter running down his face.
“Dude, are you on crack?” Dean said looking down at him.
“No, but did you see the look on her face? How her face got all red and blotchy?” He continued laughing. After a couple minutes the laughter died and Jaret turned to look at you. “But, seriously, she liked you?”
Dean raised his eyebrows. “You mean you really didn’t notice? How she was always latching herself on to me?”
Jaret blushed and looked down. “So you really choose me over her?”
Dean smiled and grasped Jaret’s hand in his. “Yeah.”
“I’m glad you did.” Jaret said smiling up and Dean.
“Me too.”
Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw him, but Katie quickly composed herself. “Oh, hey Dean. Jaret didn’t tell me you were coming.”
Dean chuckled. “He never really is one to tell people things.”
Katie nodded. “Yeah.” She steeped closer to Dean, closing the space between them. Katie started running her hands up and down Dean’s chest. “You know… If Jaret ever gets boring you could come hangout with me. Or we could go to my room right now. My mom and Dad aren’t home and won’t be until tomorrow afternoon.” She said in what she probably thought was a purr.
This time, Dean chuckled nervously. “Um, no I don’t think that will happen anytime soon.” He quickly sided stepped her before anything else could be said and heard Katie leave the house. Then he walked into the family room, where Jaret was sitting on the floor playing Super Smash Brothers Brawl.
“Yes! Witness the super awesome power of Link! In your face Kirby!” Jaret shouted at the TV screen. Dean roared with laughter at Jaret’s childishness. “Hey! Shut up!” Dean continued to laugh. “Dude! I’m serious!” Dean leaned on the wall for support. “Okay, that’s it! Get out of my house!”
“Okay, sorry.” Dean said, calming down.
“That’s more like it.” Jaret said while continuing his video games. Dean sat down beside him. “Here” He tossed Dean an extra controller. Dean caught it and chose Lucas as his character and Jaret chose Link again.
A couple minutes later>>
“Ha! Victory is mine! I am the master!” Jaret shouted after he won the match against Dean.
Dean smiled. “Yeah, you did a good job.”
Jaret looked and at Dean and quickly looked away blushing slightly. “Don’t look at me like that.”
Dean tilted his head to the side. “Eh? Why?”
“It makes me want to do things to you, things we shouldn’t do” Jaret said blushing more.
Dean still didn’t know what Jaret was talking about. “Do things to me? What?”
“This” Jaret crashed their lips together. Dean was so surprised he fell backwards onto the floor. Jaret broke the kiss. “And this” He quickly unbuttoned Dean’s shirt and felt all over his upper body. Dean bit down a groan that was threatening to come out. “And mostly this” Jaret grinded his hips against Dean’s and moaned. Shocks of pleasure ran up Dean’s spine. Dean shivered and let out a small groan at the feeling. Dean felt himself harden as Jaret started rubbing them together harder.
“Jaret” Dean moaned thrust himself up to meet Jaret. But this simple action seemed to wake Jaret up from what ever trance he was in and he immediately got off of Dean.
“I-I shouldn’t have done that. I understand if you don’t want to hangout with me anymore.” Jaret said looking away, ashamed. Dean couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was Jaret stupid or something? Didn’t he notice that Dean was reacting positively to him? Apparently not.
“You know, you’re really stupid sometimes, Jaret,” Dean said, angry.
“I know, I just-“ Jaret started, but was cut off when Dean kissed him. Jaret’s eyes widened in shock, but he soon relaxed and started kissing back. One of Dean’s hands snaked its way around Jaret’s neck, while the other found its way into Jaret’s white blonde hair. Jaret pushed Dean onto the floor again, continuing to kiss him. Jaret licked Dean’s bottom lip, asking for permission. He gladly opened his mouth, and they fought for dominance. Jaret eventually won and he explored Dean’s mouth, loving his taste. Jaret left Dean’s mouth and kissed down his chin, to his neck, where he left open mouthed kisses. Dean moaned audibly and blushed when he felt Jaret smirk against his skin.
Jaret pulled off the rest of Dean’s shirt and harshly licked and bit his nipple. Dean moaned and arched his back slightly. Jaret switched and gave his other nipple the same treatment. Jaret lightly kissed back up to Dean’s mouth, stopping just before their lips met.
“Are you sure you want this…?” Jaret said as his blue green eyes met Dean’s electric blue.
“Yes, I want you so much Jaret…” Dean said before moving his head slightly so their lips met. Dean flipped them over, not breaking the kiss and stuck his tongue into Jaret’s open and awaiting mouth. He rubbed their tongues together, both of them moaning at the friction. Dean pulled up Jaret’s plain black t-shirt and broke the kiss so he could take it off completely, then reconnecting the kiss. Dean ran his hands over Jaret’s lanky frame, while Jaret groaned and squirmed slightly under his touch. Dean broke the kiss, needing to breath. The stared at each other for a spell, a faint blush across each of their cheeks.
Jaret was the one to break the silence. “Let’s go to my room.” Dean nodded and they both stood up. For Dean to get a good view of his partner, he had to look down, because Jaret was at least a head shorter than him (5’11 vs. 6’8). They stumbled up the stairs, kissing and licking each other the way up, and into Jaret’s room. They entered the room, tripping over miscellaneous items scattered around the area. Dean and Jaret both rid themselves of there pants and fell onto the bed with Jaret on top. The two continued their frenzied kissing, with their only goal: each other’s lips.
Jaret kissed down Dean’s muscular body, licking occasionally. He stopped when he reached Dean’s boxers and slid them off him. Dean blushed harder and gasped when Jaret dragged his tongue up the side of his thick rod. Jaret smirked, pleased at Dean’s reaction and took his member into his mouth. Dean moaned and thrust his hips up, causing Jaret to choke slightly. Jaret steadied Dean’s hips and bobbed his head up and down. Dean whimpered and grabbed onto the bed sheets. God, it just felt so good. Jaret started to suck on Dean harder, until he finally drew out his release.
“Jaret!” Dean yelled as his cum filled Jaret’s mouth. Jaret gulped it down greedily. Jaret came back up to Dean’s face and kissed him harder and more lustful than before. Jaret pulled away from the kiss so he could flip Dean over, but he stopped Jaret. Dean pouted slightly, and flipped Jaret over so he could take him (Doggy style). He pulled down Jaret’s boxers and Jaret kicked them off. Dean scanned the floor and found some lotion. He rubbed it on himself and let out a small moan. Dean rubbed it on Jaret’s entrance. Dean positioned himself correctly and thrust himself into Jaret. Dean moaned and Jaret let out a small yelp and a string of cuss words. Dean stayed frozen for a moment until Jaret stiffly nodded his head for Dean to move. Dean started moving at an in out, in out, motion. At first it was just grunts that Jaret was letting out, but after awhile it turned into uncontrollable moans of pleasure.
“Dean! Harder!” Jaret called out, and Dean was soon slamming in him. Dean groaned loudly at Jaret’s tightness. He felt himself hit a bundle of nerves that caused Jaret to call out his name. Dean kept on hit that spot and Jaret let out a yell each time. Dean soon came and Jaret followed after him. Dean flipped Jaret over and collapsed on top of him, only to feel something wet on him.
“Hmm?” He looked down and saw that Jaret had come on himself, having nowhere else to. Dean went down Jaret’s body to his manhood. The white creamy liquid covered most of his member and some of the surrounding area. Dean took his time licking around him, only letting his tongues graze over him lightly. Jaret was whimpering and squirming at the feeling, and moaning ever so lightly. After a couple more moments of teasing, Dean finally lapped up all of Jaret’s cum. Jaret offered some more moans before Dean came off him, having cleaned him off. Then, after completing his mission he crawled back up and collapsed next to Jaret both of them falling into a deep sleep.
A couple hours later…
“What the FUCK?” Dean and Jaret were jolted awake by a female voice, with a not-so-female fraise. Dean shot up from his position of cuddling with Jaret. Dean looked over the door and saw Katie there, with a horrified expression on her face.
Jaret yawned and sat up. “Jeez Katie. What the hell is wrong with you?”
Katie pretty much screamed. “What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with ME?!”
“Uh, that’s what I said.”
“I walk in the house to find Dean and your shirts on the floor and think ‘they probably just got hot or something’, but then I walk up here and find you two asleep, naked, and in each other’s arms! What. The. FUCK?!”
Jaret shrugged. “So what? Surprised to find out the truth about your big brother?”
“NO! I suspected that all along! I see the way you look at him. But, YOU!” Katie turned her attention to Dean. “Is this why you’re always turning me down? I was practically throwing myself at you! And so you choose Jaret over me?!”
“Uh, Katie-“ Dean started.
“You know what? I don’t care! I hope you get married and adopt many children!” Katie cut him off and went stomping down the hall. Soon, he heard the front door slam shut and Katie’s car go squealing down the street. Silence. Snort. Then Jaret started laughing. Hard. Dean stared curiously down at the white blonde boy, who was clutching his stomach, with tears of laughter running down his face.
“Dude, are you on crack?” Dean said looking down at him.
“No, but did you see the look on her face? How her face got all red and blotchy?” He continued laughing. After a couple minutes the laughter died and Jaret turned to look at you. “But, seriously, she liked you?”
Dean raised his eyebrows. “You mean you really didn’t notice? How she was always latching herself on to me?”
Jaret blushed and looked down. “So you really choose me over her?”
Dean smiled and grasped Jaret’s hand in his. “Yeah.”
“I’m glad you did.” Jaret said smiling up and Dean.
“Me too.”
A Teacher Lemon
Ms. Heidi Mead is a History teacher. Not too challenging, like Math, or too boring, like English (in my opinion). Just right. And that’s how she liked it. Not too pretty, like her older sister, Ashley or too plain Jane, like her younger sister, (ironically) Janie. Just right. She was getting ready for her third class of the day, right after nutrition, and right before lunch. Just right. And she liked this class the most. Not because of its placement in the day, but because of the students in it. Or, rather, student. Him. David Cliff. Probably the hottest guy she had seen in all her twenty-five years of life. David had everything she wanted in a guy.
He was a straight A student (smart). He would always try to crack lame jokes when it seemed like she was feeling blue (funny). He would always be on time to class, even when his friends would arrive five minutes late (punctual). In Teacher Appreciation Week, he would always bring her something everyday of the week (sweet). And his blue eyes, light brown hair, and stunning good looks just added to the chart.
Heidi sighed. She’d liked this boy since the first week of school, when he stayed after class, to ask her if she was okay, because her eyes were red from crying. She told him that yes she was alright, and that her boyfriend of two years broke up with her, and to not to worry. He gave her a sympathetic smile, and was going to tell her something, before the final bell rang. Then all he asked her for was a pass, and with that the rushed out of the classroom.
She knew it was wrong to want a student, but she couldn’t help herself. And today, was the day. Today she would have him, whether he wanted it or not. Heidi nodded to herself as the warning bell rang, and a couple students walked in. Along with them, was David. Heidi looked at what he was wearing. A plain white polo shirt and blue jeans, with no belt. She smiled. It should be easy enough to take off of him.
“Welcome to class, ladies and gentlemen. Let’s pick up where we left off on World War II.” Heidi said to the students, when the class filled in.
One Hour Later>>
Now there was only five more minutes left of class and Heidi needed to make her move. She looked at David who was doing some class work and Heidi noticed how concentrated he was on it.
“Ah, Mr. Cliff, can you come by here after school?” She asked. (Well, not really ‘asked’- you know how teachers do it).
David looked up, confusion written on his face. “Sure, Ms. Mead.” He said anyway.
Heidi smiled. “Thank you.”
After School>>
Now it was the end of school and Heidi was getting ready for David. She reapplied her make up, and brushed her hair again. She looked in the mirror hung up on one of the cabinets in her room. She smiled at her reflection. Heidi looked great. She looked at her blouse and frowned. It didn’t look right. Heidi unbuttoned the first three buttons and smiled. Just right. Heidi heard a tap on the door and almost ran to it. She looked through the widow and saw David wait patiently for her to come. She threw the door open and moved out of the way and he entered. Heidi shut the door behind him and very ‘subtly’ locked the door behind him.
“Hey, Ms. Mead. You need me for something?” David said while flashing his grin. Heidi could have melted. Now there was another to add to the list. She loved his smile.
“Yes, Mr. Cliff, take a seat and bring out your History notes for today, please.” Heidi instructed. David nodded and took a seat in the front of the middle row in the class room, and pulled out a green notebook. He started flipping through the pages and Heidi walked up behind him.
“Here they are.” David said to Heidi and looked up at her. Heidi fake looked through the notes.
“Mr. Cliff, I hate to inform you, but theirs a mistake on this paper.” She said.
David looked back down to his paper. “Really? Where?”
Heidi leaned down and pushed her chest against his head. “Right… Here.” She pointed to a random place on his paper. She pushed harder on his head and smirked when David leaned back slightly. “Germany or Japan didn’t use the nuclear bomb, America did.” She whispered in his ear and felt him shiver. “Are you cold, Mr. Cliff?”
“No.” David said firmly, as if trying to confirming himself of something, instead of just Heidi. He pulled up so his head wasn’t on her chest anymore.
“Are you sure, Mr. Cliff? I could make it very warm if you, if you’d like…” Heidi said as she leaned down on him more.
“I think I would like that, Ms. Mead.” David replied, leaning back again.
“Heidi, please.”
“Then call me David, Heidi.” He said as Heidi broke away from him and turned the chair around, so he was facing her. She put her legs on either side of David, and sat on him. Heidi wrapped her arms around his neck and trailed light kisses down his neck. David let out a very small moan at one point, near the crook of his neck. Heidi let out a small chuckle and started sucking on that spot and David’s moans became louder. Heidi stopped and looked at her work. A large red mark stood out on his light skin.
“Are you warm now David?” Heidi asked as she turned her head to look into his dark blue eyes.
“Yes, but I could be warmer…” David said as he placed his hands on her hips.
“I would be honored if you would let me do that.” Heidi said as a smirk formed on her face.
“Well, I can’t deny you an ‘honor.’” David replied, a smirk of his own forming. Heidi moved back so their bodies weren’t touching and started to unbutton her shirt. She looked back up to David’s face, to see that he was blushing furiously and it became worse with each button. Heidi slid her shirt off her body and her smirk broadened when she noticed David staring at her chest. Her arms went to back as she undid her bra and took it off. Now he was pretty much gawking at her.
“Close your mouth David, a fly might get in there.” Heidi stated warily. David blushed and closed his mouth. Heidi slipped her hand up his shirt and pulled off his polo shirt with ease. She pressed their bodies together so her breasts where pushed up against his chest. David grunted and Heidi smirked when she felt his member harden under her. She grinded her panty-covered womanhood (she’s wearing a skirt) against his hard member and they both moaned. Heidi continued grinding him and smashed her lips to his. David seemed momentarily stunned by this action, but kissed back. Heidi started probing is mouth with her tongue, trying to get an entrance. David got the message and opened his mouth slightly. Heidi pushed her tongue into his mouth and memorized it. She rubbed their tongues together and he moaned loudly. David wrapped his arms around Heidi’s waist and slowly lowered her to the floor, all while keeping his mouth pressed to hers.
Heidi was surprised by this. She figured that she would be dominant in this situation, but was happy at the turn of events. David broke the kiss and brought his face down to her breasts. David licked the nipple curiously and looked up at Heidi if this was the right thing to do. Heidi nodded down at him and he thrashed his tongue upon her nipple. Heidi let out a series of moans and David moved his hands toward her skirt. He zipped it and pulled it down, but it got stuck on her feet. Heidi kicked off her shoes along with her skirt. David came back up to her face and kissed her again, but Heidi broke the kiss to flip him over. She pulled off his pants and slipped her hand into his boxers, where a tent was already forming. She pinched the head of his erection lightly and David whimpered. Heidi pumped her hand on his manhood a slow agonizing pace, while David groaned and whimpered loudly.
“Faster Heidi…” He groaned out and bucked his hips into Heidi’s hand.
“As you wish.” She pumped her hand much faster than before a felt David start to pulse in her hand. After a couple more pumps he came into her hand, yelling out “Heidi!” She slipped her hand out of his pants and wiped it on the floor. The janitor would have to take care of it. Heidi pulled down his boxers, and David watched her with half lidded eyes. After David regained his strength, he flipped Heidi over again, and started kissing down her body, licking periodically. He pulled down Heidi’s thong with his teeth, and came back up to peck her lips.
“Ready?” David asked, his breath hot in Heidi’s ear.
“Yes, but I’m not a virgin David… You can go as hard as you want.” She whispered seductively back to him. Heidi felt his smirk against his skin as he plunged roughly in to her. David let out a grunt at Heidi’s tight wetness around him. It was too pleasuring. He continued to go into her roughly, faltering every few seconds, not used to this feeling. When David started panting and grunting more often, Heidi decided to ask him about it.
“Are you okay, David…?” She trailed off.
David grunted. “Yeah, it just you’re so tight, it makes it hard to move.”
Heidi smirked at this. “I could take over… if you’d like.” He nodded his response, and she flipped him over. David groaned loudly. He was going deeper into her in this position. Heidi rode him slow at first, going harder as time passed. She could tell that David was coming soon, as his groans and grunts were getting louder. Heidi went faster, and David gave a small yell, and came into her. She then felt something snap in her and Heidi came on to David. When her high ended, she got off of him and lay on to the floor, panting.
“That was the best thing I’ve ever felt.” David huffed out.
Heidi felt her lips tug up into a smile. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”
“I was.” David wasn’t afraid to admit it.
“I’m honored to have taken it.” Heidi said jokingly.
“I know.”
He was a straight A student (smart). He would always try to crack lame jokes when it seemed like she was feeling blue (funny). He would always be on time to class, even when his friends would arrive five minutes late (punctual). In Teacher Appreciation Week, he would always bring her something everyday of the week (sweet). And his blue eyes, light brown hair, and stunning good looks just added to the chart.
Heidi sighed. She’d liked this boy since the first week of school, when he stayed after class, to ask her if she was okay, because her eyes were red from crying. She told him that yes she was alright, and that her boyfriend of two years broke up with her, and to not to worry. He gave her a sympathetic smile, and was going to tell her something, before the final bell rang. Then all he asked her for was a pass, and with that the rushed out of the classroom.
She knew it was wrong to want a student, but she couldn’t help herself. And today, was the day. Today she would have him, whether he wanted it or not. Heidi nodded to herself as the warning bell rang, and a couple students walked in. Along with them, was David. Heidi looked at what he was wearing. A plain white polo shirt and blue jeans, with no belt. She smiled. It should be easy enough to take off of him.
“Welcome to class, ladies and gentlemen. Let’s pick up where we left off on World War II.” Heidi said to the students, when the class filled in.
One Hour Later>>
Now there was only five more minutes left of class and Heidi needed to make her move. She looked at David who was doing some class work and Heidi noticed how concentrated he was on it.
“Ah, Mr. Cliff, can you come by here after school?” She asked. (Well, not really ‘asked’- you know how teachers do it).
David looked up, confusion written on his face. “Sure, Ms. Mead.” He said anyway.
Heidi smiled. “Thank you.”
After School>>
Now it was the end of school and Heidi was getting ready for David. She reapplied her make up, and brushed her hair again. She looked in the mirror hung up on one of the cabinets in her room. She smiled at her reflection. Heidi looked great. She looked at her blouse and frowned. It didn’t look right. Heidi unbuttoned the first three buttons and smiled. Just right. Heidi heard a tap on the door and almost ran to it. She looked through the widow and saw David wait patiently for her to come. She threw the door open and moved out of the way and he entered. Heidi shut the door behind him and very ‘subtly’ locked the door behind him.
“Hey, Ms. Mead. You need me for something?” David said while flashing his grin. Heidi could have melted. Now there was another to add to the list. She loved his smile.
“Yes, Mr. Cliff, take a seat and bring out your History notes for today, please.” Heidi instructed. David nodded and took a seat in the front of the middle row in the class room, and pulled out a green notebook. He started flipping through the pages and Heidi walked up behind him.
“Here they are.” David said to Heidi and looked up at her. Heidi fake looked through the notes.
“Mr. Cliff, I hate to inform you, but theirs a mistake on this paper.” She said.
David looked back down to his paper. “Really? Where?”
Heidi leaned down and pushed her chest against his head. “Right… Here.” She pointed to a random place on his paper. She pushed harder on his head and smirked when David leaned back slightly. “Germany or Japan didn’t use the nuclear bomb, America did.” She whispered in his ear and felt him shiver. “Are you cold, Mr. Cliff?”
“No.” David said firmly, as if trying to confirming himself of something, instead of just Heidi. He pulled up so his head wasn’t on her chest anymore.
“Are you sure, Mr. Cliff? I could make it very warm if you, if you’d like…” Heidi said as she leaned down on him more.
“I think I would like that, Ms. Mead.” David replied, leaning back again.
“Heidi, please.”
“Then call me David, Heidi.” He said as Heidi broke away from him and turned the chair around, so he was facing her. She put her legs on either side of David, and sat on him. Heidi wrapped her arms around his neck and trailed light kisses down his neck. David let out a very small moan at one point, near the crook of his neck. Heidi let out a small chuckle and started sucking on that spot and David’s moans became louder. Heidi stopped and looked at her work. A large red mark stood out on his light skin.
“Are you warm now David?” Heidi asked as she turned her head to look into his dark blue eyes.
“Yes, but I could be warmer…” David said as he placed his hands on her hips.
“I would be honored if you would let me do that.” Heidi said as a smirk formed on her face.
“Well, I can’t deny you an ‘honor.’” David replied, a smirk of his own forming. Heidi moved back so their bodies weren’t touching and started to unbutton her shirt. She looked back up to David’s face, to see that he was blushing furiously and it became worse with each button. Heidi slid her shirt off her body and her smirk broadened when she noticed David staring at her chest. Her arms went to back as she undid her bra and took it off. Now he was pretty much gawking at her.
“Close your mouth David, a fly might get in there.” Heidi stated warily. David blushed and closed his mouth. Heidi slipped her hand up his shirt and pulled off his polo shirt with ease. She pressed their bodies together so her breasts where pushed up against his chest. David grunted and Heidi smirked when she felt his member harden under her. She grinded her panty-covered womanhood (she’s wearing a skirt) against his hard member and they both moaned. Heidi continued grinding him and smashed her lips to his. David seemed momentarily stunned by this action, but kissed back. Heidi started probing is mouth with her tongue, trying to get an entrance. David got the message and opened his mouth slightly. Heidi pushed her tongue into his mouth and memorized it. She rubbed their tongues together and he moaned loudly. David wrapped his arms around Heidi’s waist and slowly lowered her to the floor, all while keeping his mouth pressed to hers.
Heidi was surprised by this. She figured that she would be dominant in this situation, but was happy at the turn of events. David broke the kiss and brought his face down to her breasts. David licked the nipple curiously and looked up at Heidi if this was the right thing to do. Heidi nodded down at him and he thrashed his tongue upon her nipple. Heidi let out a series of moans and David moved his hands toward her skirt. He zipped it and pulled it down, but it got stuck on her feet. Heidi kicked off her shoes along with her skirt. David came back up to her face and kissed her again, but Heidi broke the kiss to flip him over. She pulled off his pants and slipped her hand into his boxers, where a tent was already forming. She pinched the head of his erection lightly and David whimpered. Heidi pumped her hand on his manhood a slow agonizing pace, while David groaned and whimpered loudly.
“Faster Heidi…” He groaned out and bucked his hips into Heidi’s hand.
“As you wish.” She pumped her hand much faster than before a felt David start to pulse in her hand. After a couple more pumps he came into her hand, yelling out “Heidi!” She slipped her hand out of his pants and wiped it on the floor. The janitor would have to take care of it. Heidi pulled down his boxers, and David watched her with half lidded eyes. After David regained his strength, he flipped Heidi over again, and started kissing down her body, licking periodically. He pulled down Heidi’s thong with his teeth, and came back up to peck her lips.
“Ready?” David asked, his breath hot in Heidi’s ear.
“Yes, but I’m not a virgin David… You can go as hard as you want.” She whispered seductively back to him. Heidi felt his smirk against his skin as he plunged roughly in to her. David let out a grunt at Heidi’s tight wetness around him. It was too pleasuring. He continued to go into her roughly, faltering every few seconds, not used to this feeling. When David started panting and grunting more often, Heidi decided to ask him about it.
“Are you okay, David…?” She trailed off.
David grunted. “Yeah, it just you’re so tight, it makes it hard to move.”
Heidi smirked at this. “I could take over… if you’d like.” He nodded his response, and she flipped him over. David groaned loudly. He was going deeper into her in this position. Heidi rode him slow at first, going harder as time passed. She could tell that David was coming soon, as his groans and grunts were getting louder. Heidi went faster, and David gave a small yell, and came into her. She then felt something snap in her and Heidi came on to David. When her high ended, she got off of him and lay on to the floor, panting.
“That was the best thing I’ve ever felt.” David huffed out.
Heidi felt her lips tug up into a smile. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”
“I was.” David wasn’t afraid to admit it.
“I’m honored to have taken it.” Heidi said jokingly.
“I know.”
|-| Sasuke |-| Right on the Floor |-| Lemon |-|
For zephrReme. Enjoy
Mika pushed herself harder against Sasuke and tried to kiss back with the same intensity. She snaked her arm his neck and put her other hand in his raven hair. Sasuke’s tongue ran over her bottom lip, and Mika granted him entrance. His tongue rushed into the hot cavern, glazing the area over with saliva. A moan could be heard arising in Mika’s throat. Sasuke smirked into the kiss and pulled away from the black haired girl below him. He kept his hands on Mika’s hips and Sasuke’s onyx eyes meet her reddish-brown. Sasuke kissed down from Mika’s jaw to her neck and shoulder, all of the kisses open mouthed. Mika released a small moan near her should blade. Sasuke smirked on her skin and started sucking there.
Mika let out small noises of satisfaction and pressed herself against Sasuke again. He then pulled down the straps to Mika’s small black dress, just below her breasts, and kissed down farther. Sasuke kissed the valley of her breasts, moving to the left. He came to Mika’s nipple and took it into his mouth, sucking long and slow. Mika’s breathing became more ragged as Sasuke continued this action. She arched her back and pushed Sasuke’s head farther into her breast. Sasuke let out a low chuckle and switched breasts, giving the right one the same treatment.
After Sasuke was satisfied, he moved back up to Mika’s face and kissed her passionately. While Sasuke was preoccupied with kissing her, Mika pulled down his pants. Sasuke shoved his tongue into Mika’s mouth, not even asking for permission this time. He rubbed their tongues together roughly, and Mika sucked on his tongue teasingly. Sasuke then felt cold air hit his member and he shuddered.
What the fuck…? Sasuke looked down to see that Mika had removed his pants and boxers while he was kissing her. Mika smirked against his lips and pressed herself against him, feeling his member poking at her lower stomach. Well if she wants to play that game…
Sasuke pushed Mika roughly against the wall and wrapped her legs around his waist. He bit her lips roughly and Mika whimpered lightly. Sasuke ripped off the silky material of Mika’s dress and flung it on to his living room floor.
Mika broke away from the kiss. “That was my favorite dress!” she cried.
“I’ll buy you another one…” He whispered huskily and nibbled on her ear. Mika shivered at the lust in his voice, but grinded her covered womanhood against his bare manhood. Sasuke let out a loud groan at the friction and thrust into Mika’s open heat. He continued to thrust into quick, seemingly frantic motions that sent shivers up both their spines. While Sasuke continued, Mika unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his body. She brought her hand up and pinched his nipple playfully. Mika twisted it slightly and started sucking lightly on the other one.
When Mika was satisfied with her work, she came back up and kissed Sasuke again. But, Sasuke was growing tired of all the foreplay. He ripped off her panties and shoved himself into her in one motion. Mika gave a surprised yelp of pleasure and Sasuke kept thrusting into her. Soon, there was a rhythm going. When Sasuke moved his hips up, Mika dropped down onto him. This caused the groans and moans to become louder and more erotic. After a couple more minutes, Sasuke gave a yell and Mika felt a warm sensation in her. She looked down at Sasuke, who had stopped thrusting and was blushing a slight pink, curiously.
“Why did you…?” Mika trailed off before realizing what happened. Sasuke had come before her. She got a wicked smirk before coming off of Sasuke and pushed him onto the floor. Sasuke was looking at her oddly, obviously not realizing, that, yes, Mika needs to release too.
Mika put her legs on either side of Sasuke’s hips and fell onto his member without any warning. Sasuke took in a sharp breath as Mika rode him fast and hard, trying to reach her own release before Sasuke again. It only took a couple more minutes before she, came long, hard, and screaming. Sasuke came right after her, loving the offhand spasms of Mika’s body. Mika came off of him, curled up against his chest and fell asleep, right there on the floor.
Mika pushed herself harder against Sasuke and tried to kiss back with the same intensity. She snaked her arm his neck and put her other hand in his raven hair. Sasuke’s tongue ran over her bottom lip, and Mika granted him entrance. His tongue rushed into the hot cavern, glazing the area over with saliva. A moan could be heard arising in Mika’s throat. Sasuke smirked into the kiss and pulled away from the black haired girl below him. He kept his hands on Mika’s hips and Sasuke’s onyx eyes meet her reddish-brown. Sasuke kissed down from Mika’s jaw to her neck and shoulder, all of the kisses open mouthed. Mika released a small moan near her should blade. Sasuke smirked on her skin and started sucking there.
Mika let out small noises of satisfaction and pressed herself against Sasuke again. He then pulled down the straps to Mika’s small black dress, just below her breasts, and kissed down farther. Sasuke kissed the valley of her breasts, moving to the left. He came to Mika’s nipple and took it into his mouth, sucking long and slow. Mika’s breathing became more ragged as Sasuke continued this action. She arched her back and pushed Sasuke’s head farther into her breast. Sasuke let out a low chuckle and switched breasts, giving the right one the same treatment.
After Sasuke was satisfied, he moved back up to Mika’s face and kissed her passionately. While Sasuke was preoccupied with kissing her, Mika pulled down his pants. Sasuke shoved his tongue into Mika’s mouth, not even asking for permission this time. He rubbed their tongues together roughly, and Mika sucked on his tongue teasingly. Sasuke then felt cold air hit his member and he shuddered.
What the fuck…? Sasuke looked down to see that Mika had removed his pants and boxers while he was kissing her. Mika smirked against his lips and pressed herself against him, feeling his member poking at her lower stomach. Well if she wants to play that game…
Sasuke pushed Mika roughly against the wall and wrapped her legs around his waist. He bit her lips roughly and Mika whimpered lightly. Sasuke ripped off the silky material of Mika’s dress and flung it on to his living room floor.
Mika broke away from the kiss. “That was my favorite dress!” she cried.
“I’ll buy you another one…” He whispered huskily and nibbled on her ear. Mika shivered at the lust in his voice, but grinded her covered womanhood against his bare manhood. Sasuke let out a loud groan at the friction and thrust into Mika’s open heat. He continued to thrust into quick, seemingly frantic motions that sent shivers up both their spines. While Sasuke continued, Mika unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his body. She brought her hand up and pinched his nipple playfully. Mika twisted it slightly and started sucking lightly on the other one.
When Mika was satisfied with her work, she came back up and kissed Sasuke again. But, Sasuke was growing tired of all the foreplay. He ripped off her panties and shoved himself into her in one motion. Mika gave a surprised yelp of pleasure and Sasuke kept thrusting into her. Soon, there was a rhythm going. When Sasuke moved his hips up, Mika dropped down onto him. This caused the groans and moans to become louder and more erotic. After a couple more minutes, Sasuke gave a yell and Mika felt a warm sensation in her. She looked down at Sasuke, who had stopped thrusting and was blushing a slight pink, curiously.
“Why did you…?” Mika trailed off before realizing what happened. Sasuke had come before her. She got a wicked smirk before coming off of Sasuke and pushed him onto the floor. Sasuke was looking at her oddly, obviously not realizing, that, yes, Mika needs to release too.
Mika put her legs on either side of Sasuke’s hips and fell onto his member without any warning. Sasuke took in a sharp breath as Mika rode him fast and hard, trying to reach her own release before Sasuke again. It only took a couple more minutes before she, came long, hard, and screaming. Sasuke came right after her, loving the offhand spasms of Mika’s body. Mika came off of him, curled up against his chest and fell asleep, right there on the floor.
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