Rox3l (9/10/2012): Okay, so after trying like hell to get out chapter 5 I decided that I needed to make some changes to this story. This isn't where I meant it to go when I started it, so Roxas' past needed to change a bit. Not a whole lot, just enough for me to care about this again.

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"You want me to do what?" I yell, my mouth hanging open in utter shock and disbelief.

There is no way he just said that to me, Roxas Strife.

"I want you to have sex with me," he repeats.

He being my quite possibly temporarily insane best friend, Axel Dafoe. You know, like the actor, but with no relation. In almost 19 years of being best friends I think this has to be the most disturbing thing he has ever said to me. And Axel is the king of telling me disturbing shit. Like this time he got really drunk and slept with one of his mother's friends. I'm talking about one of those women that have been alone for so long that they are just creepy, and start collecting cats. I had the unpleasant experience of being trapped in a car with him on an hour and a half long car ride while he recalled to me all the nasty details. I had almost been ready to take the chance of jumping out the window in the middle of the highway. Or the time he called me to come over and help him because he had gotten his dick stuck in his backyard fence (for the love of God, don't ask) and couldn't get it out.

That was an afternoon well spent.

Not.

But this...

"Why?" I hear myself ask before I even realize that I care.

Axel rolls his shoulders in a shrug and tilts his head to the side, looking off over my left shoulder. He only does that when he's not sure of how a conversation is going to go. 19 years and I know all of his tells.

"I dunno," he said quietly. "I'm thinking that I might like guys. So I want to see what the sex is like and you're the only gay guy that I know that I would trust to ask."

"So…You're telling me you want to fuck me, your best friend, to see if you might like guys?"

"When you put it that way it sounds stupid," he mutters to the floor.

"Of course it sounds stupid," I hiss. "How else is that supposed to sound?"

"Okay. I get it," he snaps irritably. "It's a stupid and moronic thing to ask. Will you do it?"

I sigh and close my eyes, sex with Axel, my best and closest friend. It's not like I haven't thought about it before, because I have, frequently to be honest. Axel is hot as hell and I would be lying if I said I didn't wonder what he's like in bed. I mean, I've heard him brag and tell stories about the girls he has been with, but that is just talk. Still…there is a very good chance that having sex would change our relationship. I have made the mistake of having sex with a friend before, it made things awkward to the point where we both agreed that it would be better for both of us if we were not friends anymore.

It would kill a part of me to lose Axel.

Sex…with Axel.

What if he likes it?

What if he finds himself a boyfriend? I mean, I'm just his friend. It's not like he is going to want to date me if we do this, right?

It would kill a different part of me to see him with another guy...

Opening my eyes I look at Axel. He's just standing there, an anxious look on his face. Was it really worth risking our many years of friendship for one night with him? Sadly, I already know my answer to that. It was. It would be worth every second. I just couldn't pass this up.

"Okay."

"Seriously?" Axel blurts out. "You'll let me?"

"Yeah, but I have a few rules."

Axel's face goes curious, "Really? Like what?"

"I only go bareback for guys that can prove they are clean."

He blinks for a second, probably at my bluntness and I feel myself start to blush. "I…uh…I didn't mean to say it like that…"

He smirks at me, "Well, you know I am. You know every girl that I have ever slept with and you were with me when I picked up my last STD screening."

I nod, "Where do you want to do it? I don't have sex in public places."

Axel grins, a white flash against that olive skin. "Where is the fun in that?" he teases. Then his face goes serious. "We can do it at my place. My parents are going to be gone this weekend."

I nod again, "Okay. That works. I don't have work Saturday night so I will come over around nine-ish. Oh, and make sure you take a shower before I get there."

He stands up, "Alright. Seriously, thanks Roxas."

"Don't thank me just yet," I murmur. "I'll see you Saturday."

"Yeah, see you." he says awkwardly and after a moment, leaves.

I wait until I hear the slam of the front door before I throw myself back onto my bed, staring numbly up at the ceiling. What the hell did I just agree to? Rolling over I glance at my iHome, it glows 7:32 PM. I groan and bury my head in my pillow, guilty chewing at my stomach. I wonder what he would say if I called him and told him I changed my mind? Pulling my phone from my pocket I flip it to the little keyboard and go to Axel's number. My finger hovers over the Send button for half a minute before I drop my head back onto the pillow. I can't call him. If I hear his voice again I'll forget why this is a bad idea. So I push the little button to send him a text.

Um...so I dont think this is a good idea...

I slide the little screen back over the keyboard and set it on the quilt next to my head. He's driving right now, I probably won't get a response for at least ten minutes. This is why I jump like eight fucking feet in the air when my ringtone goes off, signaling a new message, shaking my head I pick the phone back up and my stomach twists as I open Axel's reply.

What? Why not?

I bite at my lip trying to think about what the hell I could possibly say to him.

We've been friends forever. Dont you feel weird about the thought of havin sex with me?

I barely place the phone back down for a few seconds before I get another message. I forget sometimes how fast of a texter Axel is. He must have stopped somewhere, there's no way he could reply that fast while driving. Then again, it's Axel and I wouldn't put it past him to have mastered something that dangerous., and stupid.

Of course its weird. but roxas, I cant trust anyone else with this.

Oh that's great, make me feel guilty about wanting to saying no. Axel you're an ass. . .

I thought you said im the only gay guy you know? I type furiously, tossing the cell aside to release some of the anger I have about being made to feel bad that this could destroy us as friends, among other things.

You are. And if I didnt trust you so much to ask you for this, I would have just found a prostitute or somethin.

I sigh and feel my resolve crumble. My phone lights up and rings again so I read the second message that he sent.

Dont worry so much rox. Everything will be fine. I'll see you sat night.

With nothing else to say I drop the phone to the floor and close my eyes.

Sleep.

I just want to sleep right now.

~O~

So as it were the next day and a half went pretty good, if I do say so myself. My cousin Sora came home from college for the week and came over Friday for a visit. We dicked around the whole afternoon on Halo and C.o.D until I had to go to work at five. Even there, the wonderful world of Dunkin' Donuts wasn't nearly as bad as it usually is. We didn't get one rude customer all night. That in itself was a wonderful and welcome change. We even got out on time, another welcomed change. Saturday, I slept 'till noon, which in its own right is nothing short of Jesus walking on water. It's not something I get to do very often with family screaming all through the house at all hours of the day and fuckin' night.

Not to mention Ventus; my early rising, soccer playing, identical twin's room is right next door. The sheer fact that I even got to sleep past 8AM was a miracle. I spent the entire day lounging in my room writing, listening to my iPod way too loud. Now here we are at quarter past eight Saturday night and I decide it is time to get ready to go to Axel's for this possible disaster. Getting up from my bean bag chair I toss my spiral bound notebook onto my bed, grab a towel from the hall closet and head into the bathroom. Turning on the water I adjust the temp, before disrobing and stepping into the spray.

I enjoy the feel of the water on my skin for a moment before I begin the laborious task of making sure all unwanted body hair is gone. I shave my legs, armpits, backside, everything except for my light happy trail. After that I wash my hair, shampoo and conditioner. Before scrubbing down with a scrubby and shutting the water off. Wrapping the towel around my waist I step back out into the hall and return to my domain. Now it is time to decide what I want to wear. It's not that I am planning to be in my clothes for that long, but you also don't want to wear old underwear if someone is going to be seeing you in them.

So, I pick out my silver silk boxers, black jeans, and my white and black UFC shirt. I look in my full length mirror to do my hair before taking in my appearance one last time before I leave the room. Grabbing my keys, a few condoms and a small thing of lube before stepping once again out into the hall, I am met with Ventus kicking his soccer ball against the wall between his room and the bathroom.

"Hey. Where are you going?"

"Axel's."

He stares at me seriously, "you're wearing your date clothes, why?"

I glance down at the carpet debating how much, if anything, I should tell him. Looking back up I bite my lip, "Axel asked me to have sex with him."

I can see him start, and then his face crumbles, "Oh, Roxas. You are going to get your heart broken."

"I can't not do it," I mumble defensively. "Besides, I'll be fine."

He places his hand on my shoulder, not saying anything and nods. Without another word I all but bolt down the stairs, shove my way out the side door and jump into my car. Axel is stand in the driveway as I pull up, the light from the headlights catching in those startling green eyes.

"Yo," he says softly leaning on the driver's side door. "I was starting to think you weren't going to come."

"I said nine-ish. It's only quarter past," I chide as I shut the car off and climb out.

"Right," Axel says sheepishly turning and walking back toward the front door.

Silently I follow, having no idea of what to say to him as we go into the foyer and up the staircase. Axel remains silent as he pushes the door to his bedroom open, walks in, and stops in the middle of the room. I go in after him closing said door and leaning against it as if it is my lifeline. My heart is beating a million times too fast.

"Now what?" I whisper my voice breathy.

"I'm not sure," Axel replies, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

He is never nervous, and it's just then that I realize that it is going to have to be me that gets things going. Taking a breath and summoning all the courage I have I push off the door and move closer to him. He watches me with wide eyes as I reach down and take a hold of the hem of my shirt and pull it up over my head, dropping it to the floor. I then kick off my shoes, moving my hands to the button of my jeans. I hear Axel make a small noise as I push the button open as I move through the room.

He is breathing so heavily that I can see the rise and fall of his chest through his shirt. Those intense eyes never leave me as I slide back onto his bed, laying against his pillow and slipping my hands down to my jeans, pulling them down my hips and kicking them away. I lay there and watch as Axel mimics me and pulls his own shirt up over his head, then slips the black basketball shorts he's wearing off. He stands there in his emerald green boxers for only a moment before he's moving across the room and climbing on top of me.

I reach up to him and run my fingers through those long red strands before taking a hold of the back of his head and bringing his face down for a kiss. He meets my lips almost hungrily, dropping his body flush against mine. I let out a small moan at the feeling of him pinning me to the bed. Axel tilts his head to the side and slips his tongue into my mouth. I wrap my legs around his waist and push up against him, moving my own tongue against his. He growls and thrusts against me so that I can feel his dick starting to get hard.

Pushing my own growing hardness against his I tug on his hair, moving my mouth down to his neck and begin to suck on the skin there. He moans, tilting his head back so I can get at more of his neck, leaving two or three dark red marks. I then give his shoulder a small shove, trying to tell him without words to switch positions with me. He lets me up and takes my place against the pillow, his erection straining in his boxers. I go back to kissing his neck, and then start to make my way along his collarbone, kissing at his shoulder, then down his chest until I get to the soft, soft skin of his nipple.

I run the tip of my tongue over it and Axel takes in a sharp breath. I do it again and he makes this little 'ah' that goes straight to my cock. I latch onto his nipple with my mouth and begin to suck. Axel throws his head back and lets out a loud moan. I swear to God, it has to be the hottest thing I have ever heard in my entire life. I take his other nipple between my thumb and forefinger and roll it around, feeling it harden. I swap sides and do it all over again, listening to Axel make these pleading moans.

After another minute or two I continue down the center of his sternum, over his taunt belly following his happy trail like a path leading me to the treasure. Which, I guess it kind of is. By the time I come to rest in between his spread legs Axel's moans have turned into whimpers. Hot little 'for the love of God, fuck me' whimpers. I lean over and nudge his trapped length with my nose, breathing in his scent. He pushes his hips up and I open my mouth against the cloth, feeling the rigidity of the flesh beneath. I mouth over him a few times until he's panting and looking down at me with wild eyes.

"Please!" he gasps, throwing his head back and forth against the pillow.

I smile and sit back again, taking a hold of the elastic waistband of his boxers and sliding them down his long legs. He lays there, completely naked and looks like the embodiment of sin. His hair is slightly messed, his chest rising and falling with each excited breath. Erection jumping against his lower stomach, the head resting in his belly button, I don't remember Axel being this big. Then again, I have never seen him full aroused. Sure, I've seen him with morning wood a few years ago, but that was nothing compared to the hard-on he's sporting at the moment.

I take him in my hand and give him a few strokes, watching his eyes slip closed. When I'm sure he distracted I lean down and give the head of his penis a firm lick. His whole body jerks and his eyes fly open to watch as I take him into my mouth.

"F-fuck," I hear him groan as I use my tongue to get the shaft wet so it will slide easier.

I close my eyes as I work my mouth over him, enjoying the feeling of Axel in my mouth. I can't count the number of fantasies that I have had about this. Bobbing my head I start to suck on the flesh, swirling my tongue around the head when I pull up and letting him touch my throat when I go down. Axel isn't even trying to be quite, he's moaning and swearing and loving every second of this, which makes me feel proud that I'm causing him to react with such abandon. Pulling him from my mouth I kiss along the underside of the shaft until I get to his balls.

"Roxas, wha. . .?"

I don't answer him, I just lick. He takes in a breath as start to play with his sac. It takes him a moment but he moans and the tension goes out of him as I mouth and kiss and lick him there. After he starts getting really into it, I move on, pushing his legs up so that he is exposed. I hear his make a sound of protest, obviously he's no used to this. I feel him tense, ready to kick away so I take his cock in my hand and give the softening flesh a few strokes. It re-hardens and Axel relaxes.

I lay on my stomach, still working my hand over him and push my face in between his cheeks. He makes a startled yip when I press my tongue to his hole. I work his erection more as I lick him trying to mix the sensations. It seems to take him longer to get used to this but after a while the tension in him starts to go and he moves against me a bit. When he gets to this point I pull away and sit up, hand still on his erection but not moving. Axel is looking at me like he's not sure of what he wants, or what to think.

"So," I say quietly. "Did you like all that?"

He licks his lips, "I liked you playin' with my balls. Never had anyone do that before."

"What about the other thing?"

Axel's eyes shift off to the side for a moment, "It was okay."

"Just okay?" I prompt.

"Yeah...I think I only really liked it when you were jacking me off. Are there guys that get off on that?"

I blush and bite my lip, "I can."

"Really?" I see Axel move out of the corner of my eye and his cock slips from my hand as he sits up. "Can I ...can I do that to you?"

Swallowing hard I nod and lay back down, pulling my legs against my chest. Axel stares at me for a second before he gets down and brings his face to the most intimate parts of me. I can feel his breath there and I worry that he won't want to do it. Then I feel his tongue run over my hole. I gasp without meaning to and blush. I feel him grin and he does it again, harder this time. I moan. It seems that my reactions give him fuel to keep going because the more I moan the harder he licks me until I feel his tongue slip into me. I scream his name. Axel then begins to fuck me with his tongue, quick little jabs over and over until I'm panting and screaming and I can feel my orgasm building and if things don't slow down this is going to be it.

"A-Axel. Wait, I'm gonna come if you don't stop."

He pulls back and looks down at me. That look, totally feral, tells me everything. He was enjoying this, he was enjoying this immensely. I roll off the bed and go to my pants, pulling out the lube, but leaving the condoms. If this is the one and only time I get to have sex with Axel, I want to be able to feel all of him. I lay back down on the bed and hand him the lube. He opens it without a word and squirts a bit on himself. He then rubs it over the skin, using the extra on his fingers to rub over my hole.

I think curiosity gets the better of him because without saying anything he presses his finger into me. I gasp as it slides all the way into me. The look on Axel's face is priceless, I don't think he was expecting it to be that easy.

I smile sheepishly up at him, "I'm not a virgin."

"I can see that," he whispers as he moves his finger in and out making me moan.

I don't think I can take anymore foreplay and I guess neither can Axel, because he pulls his finger out and presses himself against my opening.

"Go slow. You'll hurt me if you go too fast."

Axel nods and presses a little then backs off, repeating until finally my body opens to him and the head slips inside. Axel swears, going ridged as his cock starts to slide in. I take hold of my own penis and start to stroke it. In this position the only way I find anal pleasurable is if I mix it with touching myself. Axel takes a breath and rears above me, locking the bends in his elbows behind my knees and starts to fuck me. And I mean fuck me. Hard, fast thrusts that have me crying out and right on the edge of orgasm from the get go.

He's pounding into me, face slack with pleasure and abandon. I can tell by the way his hips move that he's close. He knew he wasn't going to last long, so he decided to make it intense. He pushes forward placing his hands on the bed, bending me in half and thrusting, moaning.

"I'm close," I choke out.

"Me too," Axel grunts.

His pace falters and I can feel him start to spasm, and just the feeling of Axel coming inside of me is enough to finish me. The orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks and I'm arching and screaming, fluid splattering against my chest and face. After another few intense moments Axel all but collapses back and pulls his softening penis out of me and falls over.

"Wow," he pants.

I lay there, not moving, not saying anything, my own come cooling on my skin. Wow was right.

~O~