Lay By Me Forever
Chapter Two
Heeeeeyyyy... So, did ya miss me? Hehehe, I know I haven't been around much but you know things happen and stuff and you loose track, but I still love writing and I am definitely going to get back into it! Please enjoy and let me know if there is anything that I need to fix or need to go over and check. Thank you my readers, viewers, reviewers, and who ever else has taken the time to look over my stuff and look forward to it. ARIGATOU GOZAIMASU!
Moritaka stood outside the studio trying to build up the courage to turn the door knob, but every time he was about to reach out and grasp the metal handle, nerves got the better of him and his sweaty, shaking hand returned to his side. This battle had been going on for about five minutes now and the weather had gone from gray and drizzly to a full on storm.
"Come on," Mashiro muttered frustrated. "This is ridiculous, just go inside and get to work." Finally, after another few minutes of self-convincing, the boy gripped the handle and slowly opened the door.
"Hello," He called out as he closed the door and slipped his shoes off. "Shuujin?" There was no reply from within the apartment, but the door was unlocked so that meant the other had to be here. Moritaka walked down the short hallway into the studio to find it empty; no Shuujin was to be seen anywhere.
Okay, now this was getting kind of weird; it wasn't like him to be late or anything unless he was with….Miyoshi. "Yeah," Moritaka thought, a knot forming in his chest. "They're probably working on Miyoshi's cell phone novel or…. or something…."
With a sigh, Mashiro pulled off his jacket, going to place it on the coat rack when his eyes glanced over the couch. "Gyahh!" He squeaked, eyes wide with surprise at seeing the blonde boy suddenly asleep on the old, uncomfortable, green sofa.
Takagi started to stir slightly, muttering something under his breath. "Hmm, Saiko," and as soon as the words were uttered the boy slipped back into his deep dream land.
Moritaka was frozen as his brain tried to process the name that slipped from his partner's lips. Was this possible, was Shuujin actually dreaming about him? Saiko shook his head, it must have been a slip up, or at least that's what Mashiro was going to tell himself to keep from over thinking and get to work.
"Saiko," He muttered again. "Want... you..." Turning onto his back, Takagi's breathing started to pick up slightly and a bulge started to form in his pants.
Shocked Mashiro stared at his friends sleeping figure on the sofa very sure of what he heard this time. But how could that be? Akito had no reason to dream of him or have... that, sort of problem happening unless... unless...
"Maybe he has feeling for me... too..." Shaking his head Moritaka quickly banished that thought from his mind not wanting to ruin their current relationship with his silly hormones; if there was ever a time to stop something before it went too far, this was it.
Dropping his stuff Saiko quietly yet determinedly walker walked to the sleeping boy and leaned over him staring at the sleeping face, one little kiss wouldn't hurt right? "Well, here goes nothing," He thought before slowly leaning in, gently placing his lips against those of his partner; it was almost as if electricity ran up his spine and flowed through every nerve and vein in his body from just a simple one-sided kiss and just as fast as he pecked Shuujin's lips he had pulled away, unable to handle the feeling.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no," Mashiro thought slightly terrified. He was supposed to feel repulsed, to gag and want to vomit, not want to waked the other up and force him to suck tongue!
Glad that the other was not awake for this embarrassing moment Saiko slowly started rise up with the intent of never going back to work or locking himself in the bathroom if he couldn't handle the emotions running ramped in his young body, but as he opened his eyes and stared at the others face he found a pair of wide surprised eyes staring back at him, fully awake and very confused. "Sai...ko?"
Surprised, Saiko stumbles while trying to get up and falls onto the hard wood floor. Takagi swiftly gets up from the sofa and grabs a hold of the other's thin wrist pulling him up from the floor, but just the feeling of Shuujin's skin touching his own sent shivers through his body. Pulling away from the pleasurable grip Mashiro wasted no time in trying to make his escape as he quickly walked to the door, not bothering to grab any of his stuff.
"Wait, Saiko," Akito said grabbing the others arm again, sufficiently stopping him from leaving no matter how hard he pulled. With no other way to keep him still Takagi wrapped his arm around the smaller's waist trying to keep him still. "Listen to me, please!" No matter how hard he tried to settle Mashiro down he couldn't get him to stop squirming around.
"Dammit, I need to get him to calm down," Takagi stared down at the panic red face trying to figure some way to get through to him. He suddenly got an idea that could work, though he wasn't sure if it would back fire or not.
Squeezing tighter around Mashiro's waist so that he would be easier to control Takagi leaned down and smashed their lips together; it seemed to work by the way the other froze from shock but something unexpected happened, Saiko started to kiss back soft and nervous. Shuujin didn't know what to do at this point but the feel of the smaller's soft trembling lips moving over his felt so good he couldn't pull away no matter how much he tried and his own mouth started to move with Mashiro's becoming more passionate.
Saiko felt the other's tongues run across his bottom lip, begging for entrance, which he granted immediately enjoying the feel of the others tongue exploring his moist cavern. He wrapped his arm around Takagi's back, pulling on his shirt wanting to feel his skin, his warmth, him. Akito moved from his mouth as he started to kiss down the smooth white skin, nipping and sucking to the base of his neck earning moans of pleasure.
"Sh-shuujin," Mashiro moaned panting trying to catch his breath. "Please, please Shuujin, I-I need you."
Takagi felt shivers run up his spine as he pushed Moritaka up against the couch, spilling them both onto the cushions, never detaching from his collar bone. One by one Shuujin unbuttoned Mashiro's shirt until it opened up to reveal his thin torso; nothing at this moment looked more pleasing then the red faced, panting mess he had just made Saiko into.
"Saiko," Takagi whispered in a low husky voice leaning down close to his ear as he shed his own shirt and glasses. "I am going to break you." Just those simple words had Mashiro hard and wet as his imagination ran wild.
Shuujin ran his tongue down the other's chest to his nipple and circling it and nipping at one hard bud then moving to the other, earning pleasured moans. Mashiro felt his hand travel down his stomach to his pant, un-belting and unbuttoning them before being pulled down and discarded along with his under pants leaving him nothing to hide from Takagi's gaze.
Takagi couldn't imagine he could be any harder, but when he saw the others naked body and exposed leaking member, his own gave a lurch, begging to be free from its denim confines and be plunged into that tight, virgin ass. Playing with him was fun, but Shuujin could not wait any longer; he unzipped and discarded his own pants and underpants, letting his hard, long, thick cock spring free.
Mashiro stared at Shuujin's huge member, he didn't know if he could take something that size into his body; He really was going to break him. Takagi saw the worried look on the other's face as he eyed his member and new he was trying to figure out how much of it would actually fit in his body. He leaned down and kissed the boy gently and passionately. "It's okay," He whispered looking him straight in the eyes. "I won't hurt you, I promise. Just trust me."
With a small nod Akito gave him one last kiss before turning him over onto his stomach, propping his bottom up in the air and spreading his cheeks to get a better look at the tiny pink hole. He took the bottle of lotion, conveniently placed on the coffee table, and squirted some of its white cold content onto the tight hole was now twitching from the cold. Rubbing it around the hole Takagi gently pushed a long finger in, trying to get the other use to the feeling of being intruded.
"Nnnh," Mashiro moaned when the finger slid in. It wasn't particularly painful, just uncomfortable at first, but then he felt it; Takagi had found that magic bundle of nerves that made him quiver. "Ahh, haahh, nnahh!
Knowing that he found the spot, Shuujin entered two more fingers, hitting the same spot every time. Mashiro was practically screaming from the pleasure by now and felt something tighten in his stomach. "W-wait, ahh, Shuujinnnn, I-I'm going to-" Before he could finish, his member exploded sending cum all over him and the couch.
Smirking, he removed his fingers from his hole, who whined when the last one popped out leaving him with a slight empty feeling. He flipped the boy back over so he could see his face and it was not a disappointment at all. Gasping for breath and blushing redder then a red rose with cum splattered across his stomach Mashiro had tears in his eyes from the embarrassment of cumming so quickly and from just how good it felt
"This may hurt," He said lubing up his member. "I'll go slowly." Takagi put Mashiro's legs over his shoulders and positioned himself at the artist's entrance.
Moritaka placed his hands on his soon to be lovers face and brought it down for a kiss full of love and passion. "I trust you," He murmured into the kiss before wrapping his arms around the blonde's neck putting his head on his strong shoulder. "I trust you." Slowly, Takagi pushed the tip in, feeling the muscles clamp around him; Mashiro felt as if he was being torn in two from how much he was being stretched.
"You need, haa, to relax," He gasped out from how tight the muscles were. If he didn't relax this was going to be the most painful thing he had ever done in his life. "P-Please, relax.
The muscles around his member relaxed enough for him to continue pushing in until he was sheathed deep within the hottest part of his lover's body. Saiko gasped and moaned from the pain and pleasure that was now coursing through his body, biting into the other's shoulder as he tried not to yell out. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Mashiro rolled his hips signaling him to start moving.
He slowly pulled out from the tight heat and slowly pushed back in; trying to help him get accustomed to the feel of his member trespassing into his most sacred area, but soon enough Mashiro was meeting Takagi's thrust, pushing back in rhythm with him as the pain disappeared and was now replaced with pure pleasure.
"Ahh, huugh, nnmmgh, Sh-Shuujin," The artist moaned. "Faster, p-please break me! Ahh~!" Even as the words left his mouth he could feel the pace pick, faster and faster, nailing him into the cushions, his pleasure spot being pressed over and over until his mind had gone blank and his mind fuzzy.
Takagi could feel the knot in his stomach about to come loose with every thrust into the tight, hot, tunnel earning yells and screams of pleasure with every thrust. Flipping positions, Shuujin now lay on the couch and Mashiro was controlling the pace. Obviously he had never done something like this but soon enough he started to move on his own accord while Takagi enjoyed the show.
It took him a moment to try and find a rhythm that worked for him though it didn't take him long to pick the pace up to where he was practically going all the way up and dropping back down, hitting the bundle of nerves each time.
"A-Akito, ahhgh hhahh, I, I'm gonna cum!" He shouted feeling that sensation run through his stomach to his loin and seconds later he was shooting ribbons of cum on him and Shuujin's chest.
Grabbing onto his hips Takagi started to slam him down harder and faster, as if he was really trying to break him so that no one else could have him, ever.
With a final thrust, Shuujin felt the knot finally come undone. "Ahh, Moritaka!" He called out as he spilled his cum deep into him, marking him as his own.
Mashiro slumped down onto Takagi, sweaty and panting, too tired to pull off from him. "Akito," He muttered into the writer's chest.
Getting the hint Shuujin pulled out, some of his cum seeping out, and sat up. Carefully he picked up the smaller boy and carried him over to the futon they left out the day before a deadline a while back, placing him down onto the soft mattress and laid down next to him, covering them both with the blanket. Saiko shifted closer to the other who wrapped his arms around him, basking in the afterglow of their love making while sleep approached them.
"I love you, Akito," Mashiro muttered snuggling into the others arms.
Takagi gave the artist a kiss on the forehead. "I Love you, Moritaka."
So hey, it's the end of the story... or is it? Hahaha, I needed a better way to end it but it will be really short so it won't take long, and I promise this time I will have it up before next Saturday... Thank you for reading and please let me know what you think.
