The Dangerous Liaisons Tokyo (6/8)
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wendyjolyTitle : The Dangerous Liaisons Tokyo
Author : WendyJoly
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : Various but mainly Sakumoto
Beta : The wonderful![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jtaytt ♥
Genre : Schemes, university and love
Summary : Masaki Aiba enters the prestigious Tokyo U and becomes the stake of a game he totally ignores.
Note : This story is a very freely adapted version of one of my ever favourite book, “Les Liaisons Dangereuses” by Choderlos de Laclos.
CHAPTER 6
Sho opened his eyelids, struggling against the light of the sun and stared at Jun by his side, sleeping deeply, his face hidden behind his arm, his body shamelessly exposed.
In a ghost caress he brushed Jun’s belly.
He glanced down his own wrists, observing the red marks all around, and to the night stand where a tube of lubricant and a box of condoms were competing for the small room. Sho sat on the edge of the bed, wondering how his life was able to change so radically in such short lapse of time.
He raised, stretched his body without caring about his nudity, and went to the bathroom. He had black circles around his eyes, because of the lack of sleep since he had a lover. He brushed his teeth to chase away the unpleasant taste of his mouth and spit bitterly…when he straightened, Jun was in the mirror, leaned against the door.
He walked to Sho and caressed his thighs, smiling when he felt the thrill of his lover. Jun put his stomach on Sho’s back, kissing his neck and snaked his arm around his waist. Sho didn’t answer, letting Jun cuddling him then pushed him to go back to the bedroom.
Jun sat on a chair, facing him and observed him leisurely.
“Hello…Sho.”
“Hi.” answered Sho without raising his gaze.
“How did you sleep?”
“Not enough.”
“Are you gonna go to class today?”
“Of course…why shouldn’t I?”
“No…of course not…I thought we could spend the day in bed.”
“…”
“See you tonight?”
“I don’t know. I have to work.”
Jun smiled in his cup. That’s what he always said but he only had to be audacious and Sho dived without a struggle.
They took their breakfast and Jun showered then dressed under Sho’s gaze. He kissed him for the last time and exited the bedroom.
Nothing was simple with Sho…but he knew it from the beginning. He was a straight man. That’s the point and the flaw of this affair. He blamed himself for what he was doing with Jun, without being able to resist the mad attraction he felt for him.
Every morning, they broke up and each night, they were reunited. That’s how their relationship worked.
After the end of the courses, when Jun entered Sho’s room like he used to, the latter was at his desk, his laptop opened on the table.
He kneeled on the floor and waited in silent. Sho managed to resist five seconds before laughing seeing his lover’s look. Jun leaped on his feet to kiss him, sat on his laps, pushing the PC and the books away.
“Your day?”
“Long…I missed you.” said Jun, unbuttoning the first buttons of Sho’s shirt.
“I can see that.” sighted Sho, closing his eyes in anticipation.
His shirt opened, Jun slid between his legs, rubbing the big bulge at Sho’s groin, undoing the pants slowly.
“Jun…I can’t, I have to work.”
“Later…you’ll study later, it’s time for fun.”
“It’s always time for fun for you…”murmured Sho, despite the familiar excitement.
“Do you want me to tie you?”
Sho nodded and Jun rose to fetch the rope he used last night to tie him to the bed.
He got back to Sho, unbuckling his belt. He placed behind Sho, gripping his wrist when the phone rang.
“Wait. Perhaps is it important.” said Sho bending forward.
Jun rolled his eyes on him, the rope in his hand.
“Mochi mochi? Yeah, baby, how are you? I’m fine. Sure me too.”
Jun jumped on him and hung up the phone.
“What the Hell are you doing?!”
“And you?! What are you doing with her? When will you tell her the truth?”
Jun was totally mad suddenly.
“What? What should I tell her?”
“That you’re fucked by a guy perhaps?”
“No need to be gross, it won’t help you to be so angry. What do you want from me? That I tell her on the phone? She doesn’t deserve that!”
“She’s only part of our problem. One of our numerous problems.”
“What Jun? Our couple doesn’t work? What news…” hissed Sho bitterly.
Jun softened a bit and crouched before him, tenderly.
“We love each other, that’s all that matters. We don’t give a shit about the rest of the world.”
“So once again. What do you want from me?”
“I’m waiting for you to assume what we are.”
“It seems to me that I revolutionized my life for you!” exploded Sho, pointing the night stand. “It isn’t enough in your opinion?”
“I…I have to tie you up, Sho, for you to feel less guilty.”
“Don’t say you don’t like it.”
“You’re wrong! I am the only one to accept our sexuality and I’m pissed off. Why are we hiding?”
“And who do you want me to tell? To my parents? I don’t see them anymore…and for Maki, that’s none of your business.”
“Do you love her?”
“Sure, I love her.”
“And me?”
“You? I love you as much as I hate you.”
“I wonder why I stay with you.” threw Jun.
“So get out.”
“You know what? That’s exactly what I’m gonna do, I take my leave.” groaned Jun, gripping his vest.
Sho didn’t answer and called Maki.
Jun slapped the door, wondering once again why he accepted such a drama in his life.
He went back to his mother’s place and as soon as he passed the doorstep, he received a mail and answered immediately.
“Come to my place.”
He climbed up to his bedroom, leaving instructions to the butler. That’s exactly what he needed right now.
Less than an hour later, showered and changed, he heard two soft knocks at the door.
Masaki greeted him and entered shyly in the big room he never visits. Jun wore a bathrobe, sitting by the fireplace, drinking a whisky. He reached out to invite Masaki to sit on the armchair by his side.
“I’m glad to see you Masaki-kun…how are you?”
“Fine.” He smirked.
“You don’t look fine. Tell me, I guess that’s why you came.”
“I was wondering…well, if you could help me to write a letter…again?”
“Oh I see. Your potter didn’t move since the last time?”
“Not really. But Nino-kun told me~”
“What did he tell you?” murmured Jun approaching him.
“That Satoshi-kun was the man I am in love with and you, you could be my lover.”
“He said that? I guess it’s true…if no one else knows. Did you talk to someone?”
Masaki tilted his head negatively. Jun caressed his cheek tenderly and the young man closed his eyes with pleasure, already flushing.
“I thought a lot about what we did the last time. And I wanted to meet you again.” murmured Masaki, suddenly feeling bold.
“You want to be taught again?” asked Jun seductively.
Aiba nodded, determined and Jun pointed his clothes.
“Oh!” Aiba leaped on his feet, taking off his T-shirt obediently, enjoying the warmth of the fire on his bare chest. Jun stared at him tossing his jeans on the chair, keeping only his trunk. He raised at his turn to kiss him gently, making him moan. Jun slid Masaki’s underwear along his legs and laid him down on the fluffy carpet.
He had him rolling over and smiled seeing that he was already ready to go further. This boy is made to make love, thought Jun. No ulterior motives, not unnecessary reflection, only carried by his desire and his envies. By preserving Masaki at all cost, his mother created a perfect lover. He smiled thinking about this woman he hated so much.
Jun caressed him slowly, sticking his body to his’ to let his palm running along his back, on his butt and his tights and eventually to stroke his erection.
“I’m gonna show you something.” lulled Jun between two kisses.
He sat and laid down again, his head facing Masaki’s sex.
He darted his tongue and began to lick, wondering if Masaki will be able to understand by himself. After a few seconds, feeling a hot mouth capturing his member, he smiled with content. He stopped a moment to look at Masaki.
“90% of the erogenous areas are under the glans. That’s where you have to concentrate your efforts. As if it was a lollipop or an ice-cream.”
Masaki nodded and went back to his administrations. Such a skilful student, thought Jun, groaning loudly.
Unable to take it any longer, he rolled and straddling him, swayed his hips to fuck his mouth eagerly. He grabbed the back of Aiba’s tights and parted them to access to his hole, caressing it with the tip of his index finger.
When he felt it on the verge of climax, he squeezed Masaki’s shaft and glared at him.
“You’d better swallow everything because if we soil the Persian carpet of my mother, she’ll kill me.”
Aiba chuckled and licked harder, doing his best to obey to Jun and swallowed willingly, exploding in Jun’s mouth.
Jun cleaned him with the bathrobe and lying on Masaki’s body, kissed him.
“So?” He said to his lover.
“The taste is strange…”
“You’ll get used to.” Jun caressed his cheek and kissed him again. “And it’s so good to be kissed after, it is worth it, don’t you think?”
“True.”
They remained silent during a long time and Jun did his best to avoid Sho’s image.
“Are you angry with Ninomiya-kun?”
“Why?”
“I don’t see you together since a long time.”
“It’s always this way between us. We don’t meet often, but we really like each other.”
“He seems to be angry. I didn’t tell him I was here, he didn’t want to hear about you.”
“True? I guess I’ll have to call him. Thanks…and I’d like you to be more daring with me. After what we did, you can.”
“I…” began Masaki, lowering his head.
“Yes?”
“May I sleep here?”
“OF course. Do you want to sleep with me?”
“I do!” said Masaki enthusiastically.
“Come with me, we’ll be more comfortable in bed.”
“Can we…write again?”
“Tons of letters.” laughed Jun holding his hand to drag him to the bed. He straddled Masaki and the latter moved his hips to meet Jun’s. “You’re such a lovely boy, Masaki.”
When Sho woke up the next morning, Jun was by his side, watching him.
“Sorry for yesterday, I sucked…I know you need time.”
Sho accepted his kisses passively, without arguing…like each time. Sho didn’t ask him who was the owner of this perfume on his skin.
Later, Jun sent a message to Nino who, indeed, seemed to be avoiding him at the moment.
He waited for him at his door since he didn’t obtain any answer. When Nino arrived, he didn’t talk to him but let his door opened.
Jun sat on the bed and looked at Nino walking around the bedroom before finally sitting on a chair.
“What?”
“Hello, Ninomiya-kun…that’s how you welcome your best friend?”
“Do you remember me, now? 6 weeks of silence, are you really thinking I’ll offer you flowers?”
“I have a very good reason.”
“Really?”
“I won our bet.” said Jun smiling wide.
“You had Sakurai?”
“I have Sakurai. At my feet.”
“And? How is it?” murmured Nino, his gaze full of an anger but Jun didn’t pay attention.
“Beyond imagination. In my opinion, virginity is a very underrate virtue.” sighed Jun, stretching his arms leisurely. “Such a shyness at the beginning but once in bed…if you could see him…such an abandon. He’s simply gorgeous.”
“Do you love him?” cut Nino.
“Why do you ask?”
“Because you see such marvels in an ordinary and common guy, I can’t find another explanation. Love is blind enough to see qualities where there’s nothing to see.” said Nino with disdain, pinching Jun’s pride.
“You’re wrong, I don’t love him. You see, I spent the night with Masaki…what a lovely little kitten.”
“You don’t love him?” said Nino again. “I’d like to see.”
“Anyway, President.” murmured Jun, approaching Nino “I won, you have to give me my reward.”
“Am I a fucking consolation prize?” hissed Nino dangerously.
Jun moved back.
“What does it mean?! A bet is a bet.”
Nino leaped on his feet, making Jun stepping back and fell on the bed. He gazed at him seriously, his eyes narrowed.
“And I’ll honour our bet and far more…as soon as you won’t have this harem at your feet anymore. I’m not a conquest, not an easy lay among others. I refuse to open my bed to a man with Sakurai’s perfume all over him and who will fuck an aroused Aiba two hours later.”
“You want me to stop seeing Aiba?”
“Exactly.”
“I won’t meet him again.”
“And Sakurai?”
“It’s different.” said Jun avoiding Nino’s look.
“Why?”
“He’s not a one-night-stand.”
“And? You fucked him, you dump him. We win, they lose, remember?”
“Course I do. But I’m not skilled to break up scene. What should I say?”
Nino stared at him, reading doubt in his eyes, searching for an escape route to this difficult situation. He straddled him, putting his hands on the wall behind, capturing Jun’s gaze.
“Do you want me to tell you how I proceed? It’s simple…I tell them it’s their fault. Time pass, feelings too, it’s not my fault. Today someone I cherish deeply ask me to reject you, it’s not my fault. Find a new lover, it’s the best advice I can give you, if you don’t listen to me, it’s not my fault…and the great final: I took you with pleasure, I leave you without regrets, I’ll come back to you, perhaps, that’s how the world goes, it’s not my fault.”
Jun remained silent, his gaze still unfocused. Nino cupped his chin to force him to and put his lips on Jun’s.
“But maybe you do prefer Sakurai?”
“No one compares to you, Nino.” hushed Jun.
Nino grabbed Jun’s nape, sticking their forehead in an animal caress.
“So you know what you have to do.”
Nino straightened then walked to the door, opening it for Jun. The discussion was over.
Jun felt a wave of hatred blurring his mind. It’s been weeks since he felt it and he smiled, welcoming the familiar enemy possessing him again. It used to shut the angst and the unassertiveness.
He walked by Nino and whispered a “see you very soon” to Nino.
Passing the threshold, he checked his mail and smiled bitterly. Today was the end of Sho’s tests and he invited him to dinner in the best restaurant of the city. Actually, Sho was already there, surely waiting for him.
He drove in the opposite direction; he knew exactly what he had to do. For months –since his crush for Sakurai- he didn’t go there and to be honest, he didn’t even think about it.
The “Fanbangers” was a very special place of Tokyo, only known by some insiders. The doorstep barely passed a dizzying perfume seized Jun’s head and throat. An electronic music soft and repetitive, an intimate atmosphere preventing the daylight to enter, drove the clients in a disturbing and obsessing world. Here, everything was allowed and encouraged. Jun smirked when a woman in underwear pulling another woman in leash greeted him. There was a time when he came every night…he wondered how he kept his sanity.
In spite of the exterior look he wanted to keep, he couldn’t repress the excitement he felt. He sat at a table, all alone, knowing that soon someone will sit by his side. He knew most of the people of the club. Some regulars, some couples searching for a thrill with a new partner, slaves looking for a master or a mistress and so many professionals selling their skills.
“It’s been a while, Matsumoto-sama…” whistled a chanting voice as the star of the club, Toma sat by his side.
“I was very busy with my studies.”
Toma burst out laugh enhancing his harmonious features. Seeing this angel’s face and this punk outfit, no one would ever imagine he was one of the most demanded prostitutes of Tokyo.
“And the tests are over?” ironized the man.
“Yeah I guess…” murmured Jun looking at him straightforwardly as he lighted the cigarette hanging on the corner of his mouth.
“Is it a kind of party to celebrate the end of the semester?”
“Exactly. Are you free?”
“For the next hour? No, I’ll be taken. No salacious pun intended, I swear.”
“For the entire night.” said Jun blowing the smoke to his face, erasing Toma’s smile.
“And…what are we gonna do all night long?”
“You’ll find me something to do.”
Jun kissed Toma’s neck sensually.
“My price is pretty high.”
“I can afford the best whore of Tokyo, don’t worry.”
Toma fathomed Jun’s gaze during a second and left the table.
“I’ll tell to the boss I’ll be busy all night long.”
Jun waited for him, engulfing his whisky and less than five minutes later, Toma came back to him.
“Another drink? I guess we have time to drink a bit since you paid until dawn.”
“No, let’s go now.”
Toma grabbed Jun’s necktie and winked at him seductively.
They climbed up the stairs and walked through the endless corridor where closed doors with red or green lights flash. Jun admired the way Toma was swaying his hips on purpose to tease him.
They entered the only suite of the club and with the threshold barely passed, Toma tossed his T-shirt decorated with Queen Elizabeth face on the floor, then skilfully unbuttoned his skinny pants. He pushed Jun against the wall and kissed him fiercely, making him moan with surprise.
“Where should we begin?” he murmured in Jun’s ear.
Jun slid his hand between them and opening his pants, susurrated:
“Show me the way you use your tongue.”
Toma smiled and kneeled without taking his eyes of Jun. He seized Jun half-hard member and caressed his extremity with the tip of his tongue.
“Give me all you got…” said Jun “Don’t be afraid to leave marks today.”
“I won’t curb myself.” nodded Toma deep throating him.
Jun felt the vibration of his cell phone in his inner pocket and picked up when the name of his interlocutor appeared on the screen.
“Jun, what are you doing? I’m waiting for you at the table you booked…”
“Ahhh…” he moaned and let the phone falling on the floor, Sho’s voice echoing loudly in the bedroom.
When he came back at the dormitory two days later, sleepy and dirty as hell, he went directly to Sho’s bedroom.
The latter was lying in his bed, his earphones on his ears and staying still. He noticed the newcomer only when he sat on the bed.
“Hi…” smiled Jun.
“I thought you won’t come back.” answered Sho blankly.
“I always come back…you just have to be patient.”
“I waited for you the other night at restaurant.”
“Really? Which restaurant?”
“The one where you asked me to come.”
“Sorry, I forgot. I met an old mate.” said Jun bending on him to kiss him.
Sho didn’t protest, noticing the numerous marks on his neck and his torso, clearly visible between the open buttons of his shirt.
“An old mate?” whispered Sho, turning his head.
“Yeah, an old mate.”
“And you were with him for two days?”
“Hm…we had fun.”
Sho straightened and moved away from Jun.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Do what?”
“Playing the asshole. Showing me that you sleep with someone else?”
“Maybe to make you react, who knows?”
“What do you want from me? What do you hope?” screamed Sho, anger and disgust twisting his empty stomach.
“I hope that one day, you’ll be jealous, that one day you’ll take the initiative in our relationship, you’ll tell me you want me!”
“Why?”
“Because you kill me, Sho. I’m only a sex-toy for you. I have the feeling that the day I stop saying I want you, it will be over. I have the feeling that you tolerate me because I fuck you…that it could be anyone else…that if Maki would make love with you, you won’t be here. I’m not myself anymore…so…I thought about it and it’s over.” He said seriously, his gaze firmly in Sho’s, waiting for a reaction.
“It’s over? What do you mean?”
“Exactly what you understand. I’ll leave you and take my freedom back.”
“It seems to me that I never prisoned you” said Sho pointing to the marks all around his neck.
“I don’t love you anymore…I think your indecision killed the love I once felt.”
Sho’s gaze changed suddenly.
From the usual incredulously he showed during the game they used to play, his eyes were full of panic.
“You…can’t do this to me.”
“Of course I can, we’re not married.” He chuckled idiotically as if it was a good joke, swallowing the disgust he feels for himself when he read the pain in the gaze of the man facing him, who could still up by habit only. “It’s life…nothing last forever, it’s not my fault.” murmured Jun hanging on to Nino’s speech in order not to flinch.
“I love you…I…what will I do without you?” said Sho, struck by lightning, figuring now how essential Jun was to his life, as if he would lose everything by losing him.
“Find another lover, for example, try the back rooms, with your submissive gaze, they will adore you. Especially if you take a rope with you.” said Jun turning around in order not to see the agonizing eyes anymore. He never hated himself the way he did now but he kept on, cruelly. “It’s the best advice I can give to you, if you don’t listen to me, it’s not my fault. I took you with pleasure, I leave you without regrets, perhaps will I come back one day. That’s how the world goes, it’s not my fault.” He concluded, walking to the door.
He heard a loud clatter behind his back and whirled around irrepressibly to watch Sho falling on the floor, his head sank.
He stepped forward but stopped short. Of course he couldn’t help him, that’s how things ought to be.
He opened the door and said in an undertone:
“I’m the worst jerk the world ever born but you knew it, right? Your parents warned you…don’t believe what I said, don’t go to back rooms.”
He took a last glance and Sho began to cry in silent. He clenched his fists and exited the bedroom, a salty taste in the mouth and he was horrified to figure out that his cheeks were wetted by tears too.
=+=
That night, two months ago, Nino left Jun’s house, a smile adorning his pretty face.
He finally managed to slide Aiba into his bed and no need to say that Jun would teach him to love sex.
Plus he had another idea in mind…
For a long time now, he observed the little couple, wondering endlessly why Ohno didn’t try to approach Aiba and he eventually concluded that he was surely virgin too. Would Jun’s lessons be enough to make things move?
Okay, Masaki wouldn’t be virgin anymore, he would have a video to prove it (the one he was downloading now) but that’s not precisely what he wished. He wanted a great marriage for him and Meisa and during wedding night the painful realization for the girl that he will never lay a hand on her. Some days later he will show her the video to achieve his work. She would be forced to create a scandal to divorce. Her reputation would be ruined.
And on that purpose, Masaki had to be engaged with another man. Jun wasn’t this man, it was crystal clear, he was too fickle and a seducer…no, he had to take away the potter’s innocence. At first, he thought about asking Jun but he rapidly draw a line on him. One, okay, but two…
Nino couldn’t help but feel a bit of grudge against Jun. What happened between him and Sakurai didn’t please him at all.
He didn’t need to owe him a favour again.
On his way back, he called Ohno, pretending he was worried about Masaki, asking him to meet him in his bedroom later.
At the appointment time, he sat on his bed and plugged his PC to the TV and when someone knocked at his door, he started the video he prepared.
Ohno entered, apologizing for the intrusion, discreet as always, looking around, startled at the dark bedroom.
“Oh, Satoshi, come in, please.” said Nino rising up from the bed. “So you want something to drink? Sit down.”
“No…no, I’m not~” He froze in front of the TV where a gay AV movie was displayed. Nino was in the kitchen as if it was the most natural thing of the world, absolutely not embarrassed to be caught during a sex session.
Nino handed him a beer and went back to the bed, then gazed straightforwardly the unmoving Ohno.
“Sit down.” He said louder to be sure to be heard.
“I…you should stop this?” asked Ohno incredulously.
“It annoys you?”
“Of course it annoys me…well, that’s not the kind of stuff you watch with someone…”
“Are you kidding? It’s far more fun to watch with someone. Never done it before?”
Ohno tilted his head, unable to stop watching the screen despite the willingness he would have loved to possess. He sat slowly by Nino’s side, the noise of the actors invading the bedroom.
Nino observed him for a while, as he sipped his beer. He was so cute, more than Aiba in its own way, thought Nino. More mature, less childish, more mannish…he gasped when he felt Ohno’s hand sliding on his thigh to his crotch.
For an innocent man, he was full of initiative, thought Nino, he was daring…even if it was not the point of this private movie session. He wanted to open his eyes about sex only, certainly not to become one of these actors.
“Wai~” gasped Nino feeling the hand firmly exploring his zip.
But he couldn’t argue because Ohno had already put his mouth on his, nailing him to the wall. The latter struggled for a moment, keeping his mouth obstinately close and Ohno moved back to stare at him, surprised.
“Don’t you want?”
“It’s not…well…”
“So shut up.” threw Ohno, taking this silence for an agreement.
He gripped Nino’s waist and placed him on his tights, holding him tight, and then kissed him again.
For some reason, feeling this firm and demanding body against him, the already hard member rubbing his crotch, his tongue forcing his lips, a thrill of desire overwhelmed him. Since when a man could turn him on so badly? Ohno had slid his hands under Nino’s T-shirt and was pinching his nipples not tenderly, making him screaming with pain but exciting him madly. Ohno took off his shirt and Nino’s, then attracted him again before laying him down on the mattress.
His mouth explored his neck, nibbling the top of his shoulder, then he licked his torso, his hand already unzipping his pants and Nino let him do.
He groaned when the solid hand wrapped his shaft and began to make to-and-fro movement immediately.
Nino was so far from the sweet gentle strokes of the young women he used to fuck or the experienced touch of the married women…he looked down and when the potter engulfed his entire member with a delighted moan, he blushed.
The president of the students caressed his hair, encouraging him, shrieking when he felt his climax coming.
He never thought he would come in a boy’s throat, and certainly not this one…Jun maybe…but when his breathe became difficult and hectic, Ohno released him with a salacious pop and straightened up. Nino hissed with frustration.
“What are you fucking doing?” He reached out and began to touch his aching member.
“Don’t touch!” Ohno slapped his hand.
“Are you kidding me?! Suck me!”
Ohno laughed and took off his jeans and his brief in one goes, revealing his own erection to Nino who freaked out.
“What do you intend to do?”
“What do you think?” He grabbed a cold cream on Nino’s nightstand.
“Don’t you even think about it! I’m not a girl!” said Nino, clenching his tights.
Ohno parted Nino’s legs and pour a generous amount of cream on his hands, then entered a finger into his intimacy slowly but Nino screamed
“No one ever took you?” asked Ohno startled.
“Take off your fucking finger, it hurts.”
“Tell me you want me”
Ohno wrapped Nino’s shaft, beginning to masturbate him as he thrust a second finger in the puckering hole.
“Stop it already!”
“Tell me!” commanded Ohno finally finding what he was looking for.
“I…Oh…Fuck!”
Ohno smiled and released Nino’s sex to anoint his and spread his partner’s legs wider
He took off his fingers and replaced them immediately by his sex, making Nino screamed a bit more.
Once entirely in him he stood still and bent over Nino, cupping his chin to look at him tenderly. His gaze was sweet and appeasing.
“Hush, relax, baby…”
Nino fixated him incredulously and saw him smiling tenderly. Ohno kissed him gently, caressing him skilfully, taking the time to make him feel at ease
“Kazunari…” He whispered between two kisses, and Nino moaned with pleasure. “I’m gonna move now.”
Kazunari noticed his sweaty face, his own wet skin, his hair stuck to his forehead that Ohno brushed affectionately. He nodded.
“Put your legs around my waist.” He whispered.
Nino did what he was told, unable to think straight. Why was he doing this? Why was it so great? He could have screamed in anger and excitement.
“Tell me” repeated Ohno, accelerating his movements.
“I…”
“TELL ME!”
“I want you.”
“Good.” He hissed, grabbing Nino’s member as a reward, making him climax with a scream of joy.
Nino kept on moving against him until the moment Ohno withdrew and took off his condom to spread his semen all over his stomach. Then he bent on him and kissed him, slowly catching his breathe.
“It was good.” He whispered to a Nino totally baffled by what just happened. “We’ll do it again.”
“No way!!”
“Shut up, you know I’m right.”
Nino raised up, a painful grin on his face and walked to the shower under Ohno’s gaze, admitting reluctantly that he was right. It had been too exciting and unexpected. They would do it again.
Days then weeks had passed and they fucked. A lot. Yet, Ohno was still in love with his Masaki and he didn’t dare anything. Nino had to admit that he was seriously wrong about them They didn’t need to have sex to be in love. They didn’t need to be in love to fuck someone else with pleasure. It was insane for this man who thought he knew the human nature so well.
This evening he was exiting his parent’s shower, cleaning the last traces of Ohno when someone knocked at his door.
He put a towel around his waist and opened, discovering a blank Jun on his doorstep. He arched an eyebrow.
“It’s done. I left Sakurai.” He entered the house.
Nino closed the door, hiding a grin.
Author : WendyJoly
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : Various but mainly Sakumoto
Beta : The wonderful
jtaytt ♥Genre : Schemes, university and love
Summary : Masaki Aiba enters the prestigious Tokyo U and becomes the stake of a game he totally ignores.
Note : This story is a very freely adapted version of one of my ever favourite book, “Les Liaisons Dangereuses” by Choderlos de Laclos.
CHAPTER 6
Sho opened his eyelids, struggling against the light of the sun and stared at Jun by his side, sleeping deeply, his face hidden behind his arm, his body shamelessly exposed.
In a ghost caress he brushed Jun’s belly.
He glanced down his own wrists, observing the red marks all around, and to the night stand where a tube of lubricant and a box of condoms were competing for the small room. Sho sat on the edge of the bed, wondering how his life was able to change so radically in such short lapse of time.
He raised, stretched his body without caring about his nudity, and went to the bathroom. He had black circles around his eyes, because of the lack of sleep since he had a lover. He brushed his teeth to chase away the unpleasant taste of his mouth and spit bitterly…when he straightened, Jun was in the mirror, leaned against the door.
He walked to Sho and caressed his thighs, smiling when he felt the thrill of his lover. Jun put his stomach on Sho’s back, kissing his neck and snaked his arm around his waist. Sho didn’t answer, letting Jun cuddling him then pushed him to go back to the bedroom.
Jun sat on a chair, facing him and observed him leisurely.
“Hello…Sho.”
“Hi.” answered Sho without raising his gaze.
“How did you sleep?”
“Not enough.”
“Are you gonna go to class today?”
“Of course…why shouldn’t I?”
“No…of course not…I thought we could spend the day in bed.”
“…”
“See you tonight?”
“I don’t know. I have to work.”
Jun smiled in his cup. That’s what he always said but he only had to be audacious and Sho dived without a struggle.
They took their breakfast and Jun showered then dressed under Sho’s gaze. He kissed him for the last time and exited the bedroom.
Nothing was simple with Sho…but he knew it from the beginning. He was a straight man. That’s the point and the flaw of this affair. He blamed himself for what he was doing with Jun, without being able to resist the mad attraction he felt for him.
Every morning, they broke up and each night, they were reunited. That’s how their relationship worked.
After the end of the courses, when Jun entered Sho’s room like he used to, the latter was at his desk, his laptop opened on the table.
He kneeled on the floor and waited in silent. Sho managed to resist five seconds before laughing seeing his lover’s look. Jun leaped on his feet to kiss him, sat on his laps, pushing the PC and the books away.
“Your day?”
“Long…I missed you.” said Jun, unbuttoning the first buttons of Sho’s shirt.
“I can see that.” sighted Sho, closing his eyes in anticipation.
His shirt opened, Jun slid between his legs, rubbing the big bulge at Sho’s groin, undoing the pants slowly.
“Jun…I can’t, I have to work.”
“Later…you’ll study later, it’s time for fun.”
“It’s always time for fun for you…”murmured Sho, despite the familiar excitement.
“Do you want me to tie you?”
Sho nodded and Jun rose to fetch the rope he used last night to tie him to the bed.
He got back to Sho, unbuckling his belt. He placed behind Sho, gripping his wrist when the phone rang.
“Wait. Perhaps is it important.” said Sho bending forward.
Jun rolled his eyes on him, the rope in his hand.
“Mochi mochi? Yeah, baby, how are you? I’m fine. Sure me too.”
Jun jumped on him and hung up the phone.
“What the Hell are you doing?!”
“And you?! What are you doing with her? When will you tell her the truth?”
Jun was totally mad suddenly.
“What? What should I tell her?”
“That you’re fucked by a guy perhaps?”
“No need to be gross, it won’t help you to be so angry. What do you want from me? That I tell her on the phone? She doesn’t deserve that!”
“She’s only part of our problem. One of our numerous problems.”
“What Jun? Our couple doesn’t work? What news…” hissed Sho bitterly.
Jun softened a bit and crouched before him, tenderly.
“We love each other, that’s all that matters. We don’t give a shit about the rest of the world.”
“So once again. What do you want from me?”
“I’m waiting for you to assume what we are.”
“It seems to me that I revolutionized my life for you!” exploded Sho, pointing the night stand. “It isn’t enough in your opinion?”
“I…I have to tie you up, Sho, for you to feel less guilty.”
“Don’t say you don’t like it.”
“You’re wrong! I am the only one to accept our sexuality and I’m pissed off. Why are we hiding?”
“And who do you want me to tell? To my parents? I don’t see them anymore…and for Maki, that’s none of your business.”
“Do you love her?”
“Sure, I love her.”
“And me?”
“You? I love you as much as I hate you.”
“I wonder why I stay with you.” threw Jun.
“So get out.”
“You know what? That’s exactly what I’m gonna do, I take my leave.” groaned Jun, gripping his vest.
Sho didn’t answer and called Maki.
Jun slapped the door, wondering once again why he accepted such a drama in his life.
He went back to his mother’s place and as soon as he passed the doorstep, he received a mail and answered immediately.
“Come to my place.”
He climbed up to his bedroom, leaving instructions to the butler. That’s exactly what he needed right now.
Less than an hour later, showered and changed, he heard two soft knocks at the door.
Masaki greeted him and entered shyly in the big room he never visits. Jun wore a bathrobe, sitting by the fireplace, drinking a whisky. He reached out to invite Masaki to sit on the armchair by his side.
“I’m glad to see you Masaki-kun…how are you?”
“Fine.” He smirked.
“You don’t look fine. Tell me, I guess that’s why you came.”
“I was wondering…well, if you could help me to write a letter…again?”
“Oh I see. Your potter didn’t move since the last time?”
“Not really. But Nino-kun told me~”
“What did he tell you?” murmured Jun approaching him.
“That Satoshi-kun was the man I am in love with and you, you could be my lover.”
“He said that? I guess it’s true…if no one else knows. Did you talk to someone?”
Masaki tilted his head negatively. Jun caressed his cheek tenderly and the young man closed his eyes with pleasure, already flushing.
“I thought a lot about what we did the last time. And I wanted to meet you again.” murmured Masaki, suddenly feeling bold.
“You want to be taught again?” asked Jun seductively.
Aiba nodded, determined and Jun pointed his clothes.
“Oh!” Aiba leaped on his feet, taking off his T-shirt obediently, enjoying the warmth of the fire on his bare chest. Jun stared at him tossing his jeans on the chair, keeping only his trunk. He raised at his turn to kiss him gently, making him moan. Jun slid Masaki’s underwear along his legs and laid him down on the fluffy carpet.
He had him rolling over and smiled seeing that he was already ready to go further. This boy is made to make love, thought Jun. No ulterior motives, not unnecessary reflection, only carried by his desire and his envies. By preserving Masaki at all cost, his mother created a perfect lover. He smiled thinking about this woman he hated so much.
Jun caressed him slowly, sticking his body to his’ to let his palm running along his back, on his butt and his tights and eventually to stroke his erection.
“I’m gonna show you something.” lulled Jun between two kisses.
He sat and laid down again, his head facing Masaki’s sex.
He darted his tongue and began to lick, wondering if Masaki will be able to understand by himself. After a few seconds, feeling a hot mouth capturing his member, he smiled with content. He stopped a moment to look at Masaki.
“90% of the erogenous areas are under the glans. That’s where you have to concentrate your efforts. As if it was a lollipop or an ice-cream.”
Masaki nodded and went back to his administrations. Such a skilful student, thought Jun, groaning loudly.
Unable to take it any longer, he rolled and straddling him, swayed his hips to fuck his mouth eagerly. He grabbed the back of Aiba’s tights and parted them to access to his hole, caressing it with the tip of his index finger.
When he felt it on the verge of climax, he squeezed Masaki’s shaft and glared at him.
“You’d better swallow everything because if we soil the Persian carpet of my mother, she’ll kill me.”
Aiba chuckled and licked harder, doing his best to obey to Jun and swallowed willingly, exploding in Jun’s mouth.
Jun cleaned him with the bathrobe and lying on Masaki’s body, kissed him.
“So?” He said to his lover.
“The taste is strange…”
“You’ll get used to.” Jun caressed his cheek and kissed him again. “And it’s so good to be kissed after, it is worth it, don’t you think?”
“True.”
They remained silent during a long time and Jun did his best to avoid Sho’s image.
“Are you angry with Ninomiya-kun?”
“Why?”
“I don’t see you together since a long time.”
“It’s always this way between us. We don’t meet often, but we really like each other.”
“He seems to be angry. I didn’t tell him I was here, he didn’t want to hear about you.”
“True? I guess I’ll have to call him. Thanks…and I’d like you to be more daring with me. After what we did, you can.”
“I…” began Masaki, lowering his head.
“Yes?”
“May I sleep here?”
“OF course. Do you want to sleep with me?”
“I do!” said Masaki enthusiastically.
“Come with me, we’ll be more comfortable in bed.”
“Can we…write again?”
“Tons of letters.” laughed Jun holding his hand to drag him to the bed. He straddled Masaki and the latter moved his hips to meet Jun’s. “You’re such a lovely boy, Masaki.”
When Sho woke up the next morning, Jun was by his side, watching him.
“Sorry for yesterday, I sucked…I know you need time.”
Sho accepted his kisses passively, without arguing…like each time. Sho didn’t ask him who was the owner of this perfume on his skin.
Later, Jun sent a message to Nino who, indeed, seemed to be avoiding him at the moment.
He waited for him at his door since he didn’t obtain any answer. When Nino arrived, he didn’t talk to him but let his door opened.
Jun sat on the bed and looked at Nino walking around the bedroom before finally sitting on a chair.
“What?”
“Hello, Ninomiya-kun…that’s how you welcome your best friend?”
“Do you remember me, now? 6 weeks of silence, are you really thinking I’ll offer you flowers?”
“I have a very good reason.”
“Really?”
“I won our bet.” said Jun smiling wide.
“You had Sakurai?”
“I have Sakurai. At my feet.”
“And? How is it?” murmured Nino, his gaze full of an anger but Jun didn’t pay attention.
“Beyond imagination. In my opinion, virginity is a very underrate virtue.” sighed Jun, stretching his arms leisurely. “Such a shyness at the beginning but once in bed…if you could see him…such an abandon. He’s simply gorgeous.”
“Do you love him?” cut Nino.
“Why do you ask?”
“Because you see such marvels in an ordinary and common guy, I can’t find another explanation. Love is blind enough to see qualities where there’s nothing to see.” said Nino with disdain, pinching Jun’s pride.
“You’re wrong, I don’t love him. You see, I spent the night with Masaki…what a lovely little kitten.”
“You don’t love him?” said Nino again. “I’d like to see.”
“Anyway, President.” murmured Jun, approaching Nino “I won, you have to give me my reward.”
“Am I a fucking consolation prize?” hissed Nino dangerously.
Jun moved back.
“What does it mean?! A bet is a bet.”
Nino leaped on his feet, making Jun stepping back and fell on the bed. He gazed at him seriously, his eyes narrowed.
“And I’ll honour our bet and far more…as soon as you won’t have this harem at your feet anymore. I’m not a conquest, not an easy lay among others. I refuse to open my bed to a man with Sakurai’s perfume all over him and who will fuck an aroused Aiba two hours later.”
“You want me to stop seeing Aiba?”
“Exactly.”
“I won’t meet him again.”
“And Sakurai?”
“It’s different.” said Jun avoiding Nino’s look.
“Why?”
“He’s not a one-night-stand.”
“And? You fucked him, you dump him. We win, they lose, remember?”
“Course I do. But I’m not skilled to break up scene. What should I say?”
Nino stared at him, reading doubt in his eyes, searching for an escape route to this difficult situation. He straddled him, putting his hands on the wall behind, capturing Jun’s gaze.
“Do you want me to tell you how I proceed? It’s simple…I tell them it’s their fault. Time pass, feelings too, it’s not my fault. Today someone I cherish deeply ask me to reject you, it’s not my fault. Find a new lover, it’s the best advice I can give you, if you don’t listen to me, it’s not my fault…and the great final: I took you with pleasure, I leave you without regrets, I’ll come back to you, perhaps, that’s how the world goes, it’s not my fault.”
Jun remained silent, his gaze still unfocused. Nino cupped his chin to force him to and put his lips on Jun’s.
“But maybe you do prefer Sakurai?”
“No one compares to you, Nino.” hushed Jun.
Nino grabbed Jun’s nape, sticking their forehead in an animal caress.
“So you know what you have to do.”
Nino straightened then walked to the door, opening it for Jun. The discussion was over.
Jun felt a wave of hatred blurring his mind. It’s been weeks since he felt it and he smiled, welcoming the familiar enemy possessing him again. It used to shut the angst and the unassertiveness.
He walked by Nino and whispered a “see you very soon” to Nino.
Passing the threshold, he checked his mail and smiled bitterly. Today was the end of Sho’s tests and he invited him to dinner in the best restaurant of the city. Actually, Sho was already there, surely waiting for him.
He drove in the opposite direction; he knew exactly what he had to do. For months –since his crush for Sakurai- he didn’t go there and to be honest, he didn’t even think about it.
The “Fanbangers” was a very special place of Tokyo, only known by some insiders. The doorstep barely passed a dizzying perfume seized Jun’s head and throat. An electronic music soft and repetitive, an intimate atmosphere preventing the daylight to enter, drove the clients in a disturbing and obsessing world. Here, everything was allowed and encouraged. Jun smirked when a woman in underwear pulling another woman in leash greeted him. There was a time when he came every night…he wondered how he kept his sanity.
In spite of the exterior look he wanted to keep, he couldn’t repress the excitement he felt. He sat at a table, all alone, knowing that soon someone will sit by his side. He knew most of the people of the club. Some regulars, some couples searching for a thrill with a new partner, slaves looking for a master or a mistress and so many professionals selling their skills.
“It’s been a while, Matsumoto-sama…” whistled a chanting voice as the star of the club, Toma sat by his side.
“I was very busy with my studies.”
Toma burst out laugh enhancing his harmonious features. Seeing this angel’s face and this punk outfit, no one would ever imagine he was one of the most demanded prostitutes of Tokyo.
“And the tests are over?” ironized the man.
“Yeah I guess…” murmured Jun looking at him straightforwardly as he lighted the cigarette hanging on the corner of his mouth.
“Is it a kind of party to celebrate the end of the semester?”
“Exactly. Are you free?”
“For the next hour? No, I’ll be taken. No salacious pun intended, I swear.”
“For the entire night.” said Jun blowing the smoke to his face, erasing Toma’s smile.
“And…what are we gonna do all night long?”
“You’ll find me something to do.”
Jun kissed Toma’s neck sensually.
“My price is pretty high.”
“I can afford the best whore of Tokyo, don’t worry.”
Toma fathomed Jun’s gaze during a second and left the table.
“I’ll tell to the boss I’ll be busy all night long.”
Jun waited for him, engulfing his whisky and less than five minutes later, Toma came back to him.
“Another drink? I guess we have time to drink a bit since you paid until dawn.”
“No, let’s go now.”
Toma grabbed Jun’s necktie and winked at him seductively.
They climbed up the stairs and walked through the endless corridor where closed doors with red or green lights flash. Jun admired the way Toma was swaying his hips on purpose to tease him.
They entered the only suite of the club and with the threshold barely passed, Toma tossed his T-shirt decorated with Queen Elizabeth face on the floor, then skilfully unbuttoned his skinny pants. He pushed Jun against the wall and kissed him fiercely, making him moan with surprise.
“Where should we begin?” he murmured in Jun’s ear.
Jun slid his hand between them and opening his pants, susurrated:
“Show me the way you use your tongue.”
Toma smiled and kneeled without taking his eyes of Jun. He seized Jun half-hard member and caressed his extremity with the tip of his tongue.
“Give me all you got…” said Jun “Don’t be afraid to leave marks today.”
“I won’t curb myself.” nodded Toma deep throating him.
Jun felt the vibration of his cell phone in his inner pocket and picked up when the name of his interlocutor appeared on the screen.
“Jun, what are you doing? I’m waiting for you at the table you booked…”
“Ahhh…” he moaned and let the phone falling on the floor, Sho’s voice echoing loudly in the bedroom.
When he came back at the dormitory two days later, sleepy and dirty as hell, he went directly to Sho’s bedroom.
The latter was lying in his bed, his earphones on his ears and staying still. He noticed the newcomer only when he sat on the bed.
“Hi…” smiled Jun.
“I thought you won’t come back.” answered Sho blankly.
“I always come back…you just have to be patient.”
“I waited for you the other night at restaurant.”
“Really? Which restaurant?”
“The one where you asked me to come.”
“Sorry, I forgot. I met an old mate.” said Jun bending on him to kiss him.
Sho didn’t protest, noticing the numerous marks on his neck and his torso, clearly visible between the open buttons of his shirt.
“An old mate?” whispered Sho, turning his head.
“Yeah, an old mate.”
“And you were with him for two days?”
“Hm…we had fun.”
Sho straightened and moved away from Jun.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Do what?”
“Playing the asshole. Showing me that you sleep with someone else?”
“Maybe to make you react, who knows?”
“What do you want from me? What do you hope?” screamed Sho, anger and disgust twisting his empty stomach.
“I hope that one day, you’ll be jealous, that one day you’ll take the initiative in our relationship, you’ll tell me you want me!”
“Why?”
“Because you kill me, Sho. I’m only a sex-toy for you. I have the feeling that the day I stop saying I want you, it will be over. I have the feeling that you tolerate me because I fuck you…that it could be anyone else…that if Maki would make love with you, you won’t be here. I’m not myself anymore…so…I thought about it and it’s over.” He said seriously, his gaze firmly in Sho’s, waiting for a reaction.
“It’s over? What do you mean?”
“Exactly what you understand. I’ll leave you and take my freedom back.”
“It seems to me that I never prisoned you” said Sho pointing to the marks all around his neck.
“I don’t love you anymore…I think your indecision killed the love I once felt.”
Sho’s gaze changed suddenly.
From the usual incredulously he showed during the game they used to play, his eyes were full of panic.
“You…can’t do this to me.”
“Of course I can, we’re not married.” He chuckled idiotically as if it was a good joke, swallowing the disgust he feels for himself when he read the pain in the gaze of the man facing him, who could still up by habit only. “It’s life…nothing last forever, it’s not my fault.” murmured Jun hanging on to Nino’s speech in order not to flinch.
“I love you…I…what will I do without you?” said Sho, struck by lightning, figuring now how essential Jun was to his life, as if he would lose everything by losing him.
“Find another lover, for example, try the back rooms, with your submissive gaze, they will adore you. Especially if you take a rope with you.” said Jun turning around in order not to see the agonizing eyes anymore. He never hated himself the way he did now but he kept on, cruelly. “It’s the best advice I can give to you, if you don’t listen to me, it’s not my fault. I took you with pleasure, I leave you without regrets, perhaps will I come back one day. That’s how the world goes, it’s not my fault.” He concluded, walking to the door.
He heard a loud clatter behind his back and whirled around irrepressibly to watch Sho falling on the floor, his head sank.
He stepped forward but stopped short. Of course he couldn’t help him, that’s how things ought to be.
He opened the door and said in an undertone:
“I’m the worst jerk the world ever born but you knew it, right? Your parents warned you…don’t believe what I said, don’t go to back rooms.”
He took a last glance and Sho began to cry in silent. He clenched his fists and exited the bedroom, a salty taste in the mouth and he was horrified to figure out that his cheeks were wetted by tears too.
=+=
That night, two months ago, Nino left Jun’s house, a smile adorning his pretty face.
He finally managed to slide Aiba into his bed and no need to say that Jun would teach him to love sex.
Plus he had another idea in mind…
For a long time now, he observed the little couple, wondering endlessly why Ohno didn’t try to approach Aiba and he eventually concluded that he was surely virgin too. Would Jun’s lessons be enough to make things move?
Okay, Masaki wouldn’t be virgin anymore, he would have a video to prove it (the one he was downloading now) but that’s not precisely what he wished. He wanted a great marriage for him and Meisa and during wedding night the painful realization for the girl that he will never lay a hand on her. Some days later he will show her the video to achieve his work. She would be forced to create a scandal to divorce. Her reputation would be ruined.
And on that purpose, Masaki had to be engaged with another man. Jun wasn’t this man, it was crystal clear, he was too fickle and a seducer…no, he had to take away the potter’s innocence. At first, he thought about asking Jun but he rapidly draw a line on him. One, okay, but two…
Nino couldn’t help but feel a bit of grudge against Jun. What happened between him and Sakurai didn’t please him at all.
He didn’t need to owe him a favour again.
On his way back, he called Ohno, pretending he was worried about Masaki, asking him to meet him in his bedroom later.
At the appointment time, he sat on his bed and plugged his PC to the TV and when someone knocked at his door, he started the video he prepared.
Ohno entered, apologizing for the intrusion, discreet as always, looking around, startled at the dark bedroom.
“Oh, Satoshi, come in, please.” said Nino rising up from the bed. “So you want something to drink? Sit down.”
“No…no, I’m not~” He froze in front of the TV where a gay AV movie was displayed. Nino was in the kitchen as if it was the most natural thing of the world, absolutely not embarrassed to be caught during a sex session.
Nino handed him a beer and went back to the bed, then gazed straightforwardly the unmoving Ohno.
“Sit down.” He said louder to be sure to be heard.
“I…you should stop this?” asked Ohno incredulously.
“It annoys you?”
“Of course it annoys me…well, that’s not the kind of stuff you watch with someone…”
“Are you kidding? It’s far more fun to watch with someone. Never done it before?”
Ohno tilted his head, unable to stop watching the screen despite the willingness he would have loved to possess. He sat slowly by Nino’s side, the noise of the actors invading the bedroom.
Nino observed him for a while, as he sipped his beer. He was so cute, more than Aiba in its own way, thought Nino. More mature, less childish, more mannish…he gasped when he felt Ohno’s hand sliding on his thigh to his crotch.
For an innocent man, he was full of initiative, thought Nino, he was daring…even if it was not the point of this private movie session. He wanted to open his eyes about sex only, certainly not to become one of these actors.
“Wai~” gasped Nino feeling the hand firmly exploring his zip.
But he couldn’t argue because Ohno had already put his mouth on his, nailing him to the wall. The latter struggled for a moment, keeping his mouth obstinately close and Ohno moved back to stare at him, surprised.
“Don’t you want?”
“It’s not…well…”
“So shut up.” threw Ohno, taking this silence for an agreement.
He gripped Nino’s waist and placed him on his tights, holding him tight, and then kissed him again.
For some reason, feeling this firm and demanding body against him, the already hard member rubbing his crotch, his tongue forcing his lips, a thrill of desire overwhelmed him. Since when a man could turn him on so badly? Ohno had slid his hands under Nino’s T-shirt and was pinching his nipples not tenderly, making him screaming with pain but exciting him madly. Ohno took off his shirt and Nino’s, then attracted him again before laying him down on the mattress.
His mouth explored his neck, nibbling the top of his shoulder, then he licked his torso, his hand already unzipping his pants and Nino let him do.
He groaned when the solid hand wrapped his shaft and began to make to-and-fro movement immediately.
Nino was so far from the sweet gentle strokes of the young women he used to fuck or the experienced touch of the married women…he looked down and when the potter engulfed his entire member with a delighted moan, he blushed.
The president of the students caressed his hair, encouraging him, shrieking when he felt his climax coming.
He never thought he would come in a boy’s throat, and certainly not this one…Jun maybe…but when his breathe became difficult and hectic, Ohno released him with a salacious pop and straightened up. Nino hissed with frustration.
“What are you fucking doing?” He reached out and began to touch his aching member.
“Don’t touch!” Ohno slapped his hand.
“Are you kidding me?! Suck me!”
Ohno laughed and took off his jeans and his brief in one goes, revealing his own erection to Nino who freaked out.
“What do you intend to do?”
“What do you think?” He grabbed a cold cream on Nino’s nightstand.
“Don’t you even think about it! I’m not a girl!” said Nino, clenching his tights.
Ohno parted Nino’s legs and pour a generous amount of cream on his hands, then entered a finger into his intimacy slowly but Nino screamed
“No one ever took you?” asked Ohno startled.
“Take off your fucking finger, it hurts.”
“Tell me you want me”
Ohno wrapped Nino’s shaft, beginning to masturbate him as he thrust a second finger in the puckering hole.
“Stop it already!”
“Tell me!” commanded Ohno finally finding what he was looking for.
“I…Oh…Fuck!”
Ohno smiled and released Nino’s sex to anoint his and spread his partner’s legs wider
He took off his fingers and replaced them immediately by his sex, making Nino screamed a bit more.
Once entirely in him he stood still and bent over Nino, cupping his chin to look at him tenderly. His gaze was sweet and appeasing.
“Hush, relax, baby…”
Nino fixated him incredulously and saw him smiling tenderly. Ohno kissed him gently, caressing him skilfully, taking the time to make him feel at ease
“Kazunari…” He whispered between two kisses, and Nino moaned with pleasure. “I’m gonna move now.”
Kazunari noticed his sweaty face, his own wet skin, his hair stuck to his forehead that Ohno brushed affectionately. He nodded.
“Put your legs around my waist.” He whispered.
Nino did what he was told, unable to think straight. Why was he doing this? Why was it so great? He could have screamed in anger and excitement.
“Tell me” repeated Ohno, accelerating his movements.
“I…”
“TELL ME!”
“I want you.”
“Good.” He hissed, grabbing Nino’s member as a reward, making him climax with a scream of joy.
Nino kept on moving against him until the moment Ohno withdrew and took off his condom to spread his semen all over his stomach. Then he bent on him and kissed him, slowly catching his breathe.
“It was good.” He whispered to a Nino totally baffled by what just happened. “We’ll do it again.”
“No way!!”
“Shut up, you know I’m right.”
Nino raised up, a painful grin on his face and walked to the shower under Ohno’s gaze, admitting reluctantly that he was right. It had been too exciting and unexpected. They would do it again.
Days then weeks had passed and they fucked. A lot. Yet, Ohno was still in love with his Masaki and he didn’t dare anything. Nino had to admit that he was seriously wrong about them They didn’t need to have sex to be in love. They didn’t need to be in love to fuck someone else with pleasure. It was insane for this man who thought he knew the human nature so well.
This evening he was exiting his parent’s shower, cleaning the last traces of Ohno when someone knocked at his door.
He put a towel around his waist and opened, discovering a blank Jun on his doorstep. He arched an eyebrow.
“It’s done. I left Sakurai.” He entered the house.
Nino closed the door, hiding a grin.
