Walking through the hallways of the Shin-Ra Military Academy was pretty treacherous, especially since Cloud was about a head shorter than most of the boys in attendance. He often found it easier to simply let the tide of students steer him like a fish lazily riding the currents downstream. Walking with Cameron made it easier, because he could simply let himself be pulled along and thrown out of the madness when he got near his next classroom.

Cameron didn't mind helping his friend out a bit. He had several older and younger siblings, and he felt like Cloud was one of his little brothers from the moment he'd met him. Even after discovering that Cloud was actually two months older than himself, that big brother feeling never went away.

Cameron elbowed his way through the halls, leading Cloud like a dog by his red uniform tie. Suddenly he jerked on it, "Hey! There it is!"

"There what is?" Cloud asked, not even looking up as he continued to text on his phone.

"Tha sign-up sheet, dipshit! For tha seminar goin' on this weekend."

"Right," Cloud chuckled sarcastically. "That'll happen."

"Ya know ya gotta do one with each General, right?" Cameron pressed, tugging Cloud along through the crowd of boys trying to get to classes. As he approached the sheet, his chest tightened in some indescribable mixture of dread and delight as he read the seminar's specs.

It was to be hosted at the Northern Crater and instructed by none other than the prettiest, coolest General of all. "Genesis is doin' this one! Holy shit! We gotta go!"

Cloud frowned despite Cameron's very contagious enthusiasm. "This weekend isn't good for me."

"Whatcha doin'? Blowin' Sephiroth? Ya do that every weekend!" Cameron argued, pushing the pen into Cloud's hand.

"Look," Cloud began, giving the pen an authoritative click shut. "I know I put your penis in my mouth and all, but that was one time - "

"Shhhhhh!" Cameron hissed, glancing all around. "Quit bringin' dat up!"

"My point is, you are not going to get me and Genesis into bed again so - "

Cameron snatched the pen away from Cloud and began to write his name on the sheet. "You're goin' on tha seminar."

"NO!" Cloud shrieked, seizing Cameron's wrist. "It's only a 'C'! You can write 'Cameron'! Don't do this to me!"

"Lemme tell ya somethin', an' I want you to get it through your little yellow head," Cam enunciated each word clearly: "I do not want to fuck your scrawny ass."

Cloud was speechless. "You ... don't?"

"I coulda fucked ya like ten thousand different ways by now if I wanted to."

The truth in that statement made Cloud blush hot. He masked his body's involuntary reaction by faking an uninterested expression. "What do you want from me, then?"

"You know Genesis better'n I do. Help me fuck him."

"... Seriously?"

Cameron flexed his hands a few times, looking everywhere but at Cloud. "Yeah... I been thinkin' about him all the goddamn time."

Cloud winced an eye. "He's not that great in bed, though."

"I saw you get off!"

"Well, yeah..." Cloud agreed sheepishly. "I was very in the moment... and moments like that come and go. I'm sure at some point I'll be really open to this, but I don't feel like screwing around with anyone else right now."

"Why not?" Cameron bellowed.

Cloud clutched his cell phone to his chest, and his expression became almost angelic. "I'm really... really in love with my husband. Cam, I love Sephiroth so much I could cry right now saying it out loud... he's everything to me. Like, other cocks don't even exist to me right now."

"Aw, gimme a fuckin' break!" Cameron gave an almighty eye roll. "You don't gotta fuck Genesis or nothin', I'll do that. Just sit an' watch or some shit. Supervise. Tell me what to do."

A smile crept onto Cloud's mouth. "Hmm..."

Cameron gave a loud hand clap, "Yeah! You're interested!"

Cloud shook his head rapidly, "No! I have important plans this weekend!"

"What could be more important den bein' my wingman?" Cameron inquired.

"It's nothing official yet… but we're gonna visit a few pet shops and see about... getting a kitten!" Cloud nearly whispered this news, biting his lip to keep from smiling like an idiot. They really wanted a puppy, but since Sephiroth was gone far too much to take care of a dog, they needed a more solitary creature that wouldn't mind spending some time alone. A cat was the perfect compromise, since Cloud could drop by daily when Sephiroth was gone to feed it, spend time with it, and clean out the litter box.

Cameron opened his mouth to argue, but closed it. Cloud looked way too happy about this development with Sephiroth, so he continued on to write his own name on the paper. "Looks like I'm goin' alone."

"Sorry," Cloud apologized, then returned to texting. "I'm also not really crazy about the idea of going back to the Crater."

"I can handle it," Cameron said with a condescending grunt. Genesis' seminar was all about facing the elements. It was to be a weekend of freezing, blistering weather and fighting through it all and it sounded utterly badass. Plus, it was the perfect chilly backdrop for some hot, sweaty man action... and Cameron was certain that once this itch had been scratched, he'd get over Genesis and go back to chasing girls.

Cloud however had experienced that cold and that sweaty man action, and had no desire to return to either at the present time. "Enjoy. Your balls will never look the same."

Cloud continued to text as he jumped back into the current of boys going to class. Cameron was left looking over the rest of the names that filled in the other slots. He didn't really know anyone on the list, and that was okay… he'd prefer nobody he was close to going on this seminar, anyways.

No witnesses to him doing everything in his power to fuck General Rhapsodos.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Cameron took the train to a drugstore far across the plate, just to ensure that he would not run into anyone from school. He entered the store, and went directly to the young lady behind the counter. "I need yer help."

She seemed surprised, but came alert at the request. "Yeah?"

"I'm gonna have some crazy anal sex dis weekend, an' I needja to tell me what I gotta buy... for... my girlfriend's ass."

"I... dunno what ya need for that," She blushed hot.

"What do chicks use to clean our their twats?" Cameron pressed.

It took her a few moments reply, "... What?"

"Don't play dumb!" Cameron became brash as embarrassment settled upon him at this entire situation. "Like if you knew for sure you're goin' to pound town on a really hot date, whaddaya do to get ready?"

"Girls ain't really gotta do nothin'."

"That's bull. I know for sure that ya do some shit, you wash out your twat to make sure it don't reek. Just tell me what girls buy."

Cloud came back to the room that evening, sweating from the gym and ready for a quick shower before bed. He sighed when he saw that the bathroom door was shut and jiggled the handle impatiently.

"Finish jerking off and let me use the shower," Cloud called.

Instead of a shouted response, he heard muffled tears. "Y-yeah just gimme a sec."

"Cam?" Cloud called, concerned by the odd tone of his roommate's voice. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Cameron answered, sniffing quietly. "Just fuck off an' go away."

"Okay..." Cloud turned away in concerned confusion, but came right back to the door when he heard another muffled whimper. "Dude, are you hurt?"

"Lemme alone, this is personal!" Cameron roared, before adding a very tiny, "... it's harder'n I thought."

Cloud waited with an ear pressed to the door, listening to the sounds of a very quiet struggle until he couldn't help but knock again. "What are you doing in there? If you're piercing something I can help."

"Fuck off!" Cameron cried.

"No!" Cloud jiggled the handle again.

"Ya can't come in, stupid... I'm douchin'," Cameron finally answered.

"What?"

"I am douching!" Cameron declared in a Nibelheim accent, otherwise Cloud would never understand.

"Douching?" Cloud's forehead wrinkled as he tried to process that. "Why? With what?"

"You know for what!" Cameron raged, and it ended on a high pitched whimper.

"Open this door right now or I'm breaking it down."

The lock clicked, but the door didn't move. Instead Cloud opened it, and immediately covered his nose against the stench of vinegar. Cameron was on the toilet wearing a shirt, but no pants. His knees were locked tight and he was hunched over on himself in agony.

It was like something out of a homosexual's worst nightmare, and Cloud reacted with a wounded gasp of his best friend's full name: "Cameron Victor Wedge!"

"I'm stupid!" Cameron admitted, answering all of Cloud's unspoken questions. "I dunno what I'm doin'!"

"Get in the shower!" Cloud ordered, pulling him off the toilet by his arm. When his friend rose up, he gasped again at the enormous douche nozzle hanging from between his muscular little ass cheeks. "You're such an idiot! Hold still!"

"Don't touch me!" Cameron backed away, clearly in tremendous pain.

"No homo!" Cloud insisted. "Now turn around!"

Cameron finally allowed Cloud to gently pull the thing out, and then helped him into their shower stall. Cloud turned on the hand held shower head and took the liberty of bathing his emotionally shattered friend. He clinically pulled on one of his cheeks to let warm water soothe the abused area.

He took a very quick peek, and let out a held breath to see that it wasn't even reddened. It looked like a healthy, pink, straight guy's unused little butthole. It didn't even have any hair on it, which made Cloud check out the rest of Cameron's body. He had a naturally golden complexion that reached places the sun didn't and was mostly smooth all over, except for some very light hair on his legs.

Cloud clamped his eyes shut to refrain from checking out his naked friend while he was vulnerable. He gave his smooth, wet shoulder a warm pat. "You're good, no damage at all."

"You just looked at my asshole," Cameron grumbled.

"Sorry... it's a cute one, though?"

"Cool," Cameron said softly, taking the compliment for what it was worth and resting his forehead against the wall. "... Thanks, Cloud."

"No problem," Cloud didn't get too touchy feely, but took his time rubbing a hand soothingly over Cameron's back as he rinsed off his most sensitive areas. "Throw all this shit away. You're not supposed to put fucking vinegar up your ass."

"So how do ya do it?"

Cloud laughed in disbelief, but kept it brief when his friend's back tensed. "You're serious about the Genesis seduction shit, aren't you?"

Cameron nodded against the wall. "I wanna do what you guys did."

"Cameron," Cloud announced, turning off the water and throwing his friend a towel. "How do you even know you're going to be the bottom?"

Cameron shrugged a shoulder as he wrapped it around his waist. "Tha's what you did?"

"We need to talk..." Cloud then gave Cameron the homosexual birds-and-the-bees discussion. He'd found out most things on the internet as a curious child and through some other kids at the Academy long before he began sleeping with Sephiroth. He informed Cameron that switching who was penetrated was a thing. Just because Genesis had topped Cloud didn't mean that he was cemented into that role. But since Cameron was so willing to bottom, Cloud was pleased to report that although awkward at first, anal sex felt amazing and the personal preparations were also enjoyable.

Cloud even showed Cameron where he kept his shower head attachment for keeping himself clean. "This is the greatest thing I've ever bought, I even got another one to keep at Seph's place. It just clips right onto the shower head, turn on some warm water, then insert and takes just a few seconds. You can try to use it before you leave for the seminar, just for the love of God make sure to clean it really well before you put it back. I always soak it in alcohol after I use it."

Cameron looked shy, and it was a strange expression to find on his face. "Uh. You... you wanna share somethin' with me that goes in your butt, though?"

"What are friends for?" Cloud zipped up the device and rubbing alcohol and stuck it back under their sink. "Even if you don't clean out with a tube, you can still have sex... unless you're completely nasty and don't wipe your ass. Cleaning really thoroughly in the shower works in a pinch, you just have to get up in there," Cloud explained. "But if you like what happens with Genesis and want to do it more often, you really need to regularly clean out with something like I have or like, a disposable enema. Not a girl's douching kit!"

"How often do ya gotta clean yer ass out?"

Cloud rubbed his warm cheeks and tried to phrase it politely, "When Seph's in town I do it once a day, usually after school. Even if I don't know for sure when or if I'm seeing him, I just get in the habit so I can be as spontaneous as possible. And if I know I'm going to see him, for a couple days prior I avoid..."

"What?"

"Most food from the cafeteria, if you know what I mean!" Cloud admitted, sticking his tongue out.

Cameron burst into laughter. "This is so nasty to think about!"

Cloud refrained from detailing that most sexual encounters found Sephiroth's entire tongue drilled up his ass, and so it was just polite to offer the most squeaky clean environment he could. He just rolled his eyes, "It's not nasty at all. I really don't even have to think about it... unless I'm having stomach issues."

Cameron was utterly amused. "So like, ya ever have to go without sex 'cause ya ate somethin' bad?"

Cloud nodded glumly. "It happens. It's the most horrible timing to feel sick on the one night I can actually be with him. But he's always very chill and sweet about it if I'm not up for sex... I can take care of him in other ways, you know?"

"Like when a chick's on the rag!" Cameron guffawed.

"I guess?" Cloud laughed, having no idea how intimacy worked with girls. He assumed if she was menstruating it was business as usual because it was a different hole, and was entirely wrong. But when it came to asses, Cloud was a master technician.

"But what if I'm the top one, and Genesis didn't do any of dis stuff... is he gonna shit on me?"

"Hopefully not!"

"Has it happened to you?"

Cloud covered his face with both hands.

Cameron bellowed, "It did happen, didn't it?!"

"Just... don't have sex when you're completely wasted. Once you hit a certain point it's really hard to... control certain bodily functions."

"That's fuckin' gross as hell!" Cameron roared with laughter. "Did Seph throw up on you?"

"Nah," Cloud shrugged with a goofy smile. "We just took a shower and went to bed. I made it up to him the next morning."

"How did he not dump yer nasty ass immediately?"

"Because he loves my nasty ass!" Cloud shouted in defense. Besides, Sephiroth knew by then that a drunk Cloud carried a certain bio hazardous fluid risk.

Cameron let his laughter play out, until it turned to thoughtful chuckling. "Even if he does shit on me, I kinda hope I'm the top one."

"You'll figure it out when you're with him. Maybe you will bottom, maybe you won't... it's not really something you plan for, it just sort of happens. Like sometimes I'll think all day about getting fucked by Sephiroth, but then when the time comes I find myself... fucking him, instead."

Cameron's eyes went wide. "You do that?"

Cloud nodded. "When I think about having sex with him in my head, he's always on top. But once in a while, things fall into place a different way. The point is, don't force it and be ready for anything."

Cameron seemed to be put at ease by this pep talk. "Okay!"

"So..." Cloud began, making himself comfortable on his bed. "Why are you considering sex with guys all of the sudden?"

"You kinda forced me to consider sex wit' guys since the day we moved in here," Cameron pointed out.

"True," Cloud conceded. "It's a shame though, because it wasn't even that good with Genesis... I mean it was pretty okay sex, but not great. I wish you'd walked in on me and Sephiroth instead. He's so much better, so much hotter, so fucking passionate and beautiful and..."

Cameron zoned out of Cloud's musings as he usually did when he began rambling about Sephiroth. The man wasn't his type. Cameron didn't even realize he had a type of man he preferred until that moment, and it was a small revelation.

Cameron's dark eyes went glassy as he remembered watching Genesis fuck. Genesis' red hair swinging over his eyes while he moved, Genesis' hips curving up as they pounded against flesh, Genesis' muscles and sweat and skin and soft teal eyes.

Yeah, Cloud was there too. But Genesis stole every bit of Cameron's attention, even as he was getting head from his little blonde roommate.

"Whatever," Cloud rolled his eyes when he realized that Cameron was no longer listening to him wax poetic about his silver haired boyfriend. "I hope you find what you're looking for."

"I'm not lookin' fer anythin' in particular..." Cameron answered softly. "I just wanna do him, then get over it and put dis whole episode into my past. Like uh, ya know... my wild an' crazy military academy days. People do shit like dis in college, don't they? Like their one gay thing to try it out an' get it outta their system. Same thing."

"Your second gay thing."

Cameron paused. "Well. You're a chick, so gettin' blown by you don't count."

Cloud stood up from his bed and stretched with a flourishing yawn. "I'm the best you've ever had, pig."

"Fuck off."

"Fucking off," Cloud agreed, and went to take his belated shower.

With a grunt, Cameron rolled over to face the wall, curling up against Psycho and waving off a small singe on his hand from the cat's burning tail. He'd never admit it, but Cloud had actually given him the best head of his life... and not only because Genesis had been watching from the other end of his slim body, although it had certainly heightened the experience to something holy.

"Wouldja still love me if I was bi, Psychopath?" Cameron asked his pet.

"What's bi, mommy?" the cat asked innocently.

"Means I fuck guys and girls."

The little cat pondered the question. "I fuck dirty laundry sometimes. Am I bi?"

Cameron snickered. "Naw, just hard up. But hey... wouldja want a girl or a boy cat to fuck?"

"Neither."

"You don't wanna mate?"

"Seems like a lotta work," The little red cat said. "Laundry's quiet and it don't try to eat my food."

"You're so smart ya little fuck," Cameron gave the top of the cat's head a kiss. "Lazy, but smart."

"... You're not thinkin' about makin' a move on the laundry, though?" The cat worried.

"It's all yours," Cameron assured him.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Outwardly, Cloud had seemed more nervous than Cameron on the Friday before the big seminar. He'd offered to help with everything from packing, to wardrobe, to fixing Cameron's hair, but he had refused help from his overeager little roommate.

Somehow, pursuing sex with a man didn't seem so gay if he pretended not to care what he looked like while he did it. Besides, he knew he was good looking to girls... why would he be any less good looking to guys? Cloud and his gay friends told him that he was cute all the time. Girls and women alike flirted with him, and the ones he'd been with were always cooing over his dark eyes and messy hair and scruffy smile. And thanks to Cloud's expert advice, he had a brand new, mint condition asshole.

Genesis had no reason to turn him down.

And so Cameron was very confident in the lineup of cadets as they waited to board the airship to the Northern Crater. When he saw a flash of bright auburn hair and red leather emerge from the terminal, he felt his heart jump up into his throat.

He worked hard to swallow it back down as Genesis strutted toward them, giving flashes of his long legs from beneath his polished leather coat. He was like something from a porno come to life, the weird, kinky fetish kind that left Cameron feeling kind of dirty.

Did Genesis need all that shiny red leather to be sexy? Hell no. Did it look amazing on him, though? Fuck yes.

It made Cameron picture his naked body, his pale skin and long limbs and hard cock. He made soft, sensual noises while he slid in and out of Cloud, and pulled the prettiest face while he hit that peak and blew a hot load all over his face. Cameron had been disgusted at the time, but afterwards as he rinsed off in the bathroom he had actually paused to admire the way that thick white semen looked dripping down his chin and catching in his stubble.

It had belonged to Genesis.

Cameron realized his mouth was hanging open and he was now completely erect underneath his fatigues. He quickly closed it and hunched over just a little, trying to keep from laughing at the fact that just watching Genesis walk had gotten him completely flustered. He'd be glad once he fucked him and had it all out of his system... this crush was spiraling out of control.

The cadets stood at a salute, staring forward in respect as the General passed by.

Cameron sweated under his jacket, waiting for Genesis to pass his line of vision. When he did, he caught a flash of his teal eyes, and couldn't contain a smile. Genesis paused, and Cameron winked at him, unable to suppress his excitement to be so close to him.

"Something in your eye, cadet?" Genesis asked, a militant monotone in his voice and demeanor that was completely different than he had been in their dorm room. In private he had been giving, warm, playful and kittenish. Now he was cold, distant, strong... like a General should be.

"No Sir," Cameron quickly answered, the smile slipping from his face.

Genesis stood before the lineup and began speaking about their seminar weekend, what he expected of them, and what their mission was. Cameron couldn't concentrate on what he was saying, he was far too consumed by the sight of his lips moving, the movement of his hips beneath his coat as he walked, and the way the light played off of the reddest tints in his pretty hair.

Once Genesis was done speaking, the cadets were herded onto the airship. They were ushered to cargo, where they strapped into fold out seats that lined the metal walls. They were narrow and hard, and Cameron's shoulders dug into the boys' on either side of him. The next eight hours were going to be fairly excruciating, but at least he'd be able to stare at Genesis Rhapsodos for the duration.

That dream was squashed when Genesis passed them by on his way to the first class seating - which made sense considering the miserable conditions he left the cadets in. Cameron balked as his misfortune, especially when the entire cargo bay began to quake as the airship's engine was gunned. It was so loud he couldn't hear himself think, and was so uncomfortable that his back already hurt from the effort of scrunching his broad shoulders in.

They took off, and the next couple of hours were nearly unbearable. Finally, Cameron stood up from the seat, and took his sweet ass time making his way over to the bathrooms. He took a piss, and then checked himself out in the mirror, checking his teeth, eyes and hair to ensure he was in order. Or as close to order as he ever got.

He exited the bathroom and flagged down a nearby airship attendant, who was carrying a tray of hot towels toward where Genesis had gone to sit. "Yo miss, can I have like a drink or somethin'?"

"My hands are full, you can get something from the kitchen yourself. Its right through those swinging doors," she told him.

He checked her out as she walked away, easily distracted by her short skirt. He then went through the doors to find something to drink, and maybe even to scarf down. As he snooped through the small refrigerator, he happened upon a stockpile of tiny liquor bottles.

His tongue popped from between his lips and he bite back a grin as he searched for something apple flavored to whip up a quick martini. Cloud had bored him countless times about the one smooth move he'd ever made in his entire spastic life: the time he'd delivered Sephiroth his coffee, thus sparking their relationship into the big, blazing pile of happiness and semen that it was today.

It's kind of like how people at a bar become attracted to the bartender by default; they aren't always super hot, but they have the goods and they're cheerful about serving them up. Cameron knew from fan club information that Genesis was fond of appletinis, so he'd make him one. He'd serve it, he'd get invited to sit with him in first class, and he'd escape the hell of cargo for a plush seat on Genesis' lap.

With a little luck, maybe he'd even join the mile high club. Cameron grinned when he found some apple flavored vodka. He opened six little measly bottles of it to fill a decent sized cup, then he added a few containers of sour mix and a splash of apple juice. He took a tiny sip and found it to taste like something any self-respecting chick would drink, and added a few cherries to the concoction. For presentation, he threw in a tiny umbrella and a straw.

It was easily the prettiest drink Cameron had ever created, for he was more a red solo cup man. He stuffed a few peanut bags into his pocket for later, and left to find Genesis.

He went the way the cute attendant had gone, and actually ran right into her as she came flying through the curtains with tears on her face. He did his best to protect the drink, but spilled a little across his hand.

He licked it off, "You awright?"

"Yeah, sorry about that," She brushed her bangs over her eyes in an effort to maintain dignity.

"You need help or somethin'?" He offered.

"No, I'm fine. I just have a difficult passenger," And with that, she pushed away from Cameron to move around him in the narrow corridor.

He peeked through the curtains, expecting to find a luxury cabin full of assholes who liked to make cute flight attendants cry. But instead, the entire space was empty except for Genesis, who was standing at the far end of the area and angrily ripping his coat off.

Cameron peeked all around the cabin, double checking that there was nobody there except for Genesis. It seemed the man was indeed alone, and had made his assistants all sit in hellish cargo with the cadets.

"Um," Cameron announced his presence awkwardly. "Hello?"

"She spilled my drink all over me!" Genesis complained, not even looking at who was approaching as he shook his red leather coat out. "Turbulence, my ass! Airship attendants are trained to balance under turbulent conditions! That cunt tripped over her own fat ankles!"

Cameron wasn't sure what to say, because he hadn't even looked at her ankles. He felt an urge to be agreeable as he approached the frustrated and miraculously shirtless General. "Uh... yeah."

Genesis froze, brushing the hair out of his eyes and realizing who had entered the cabin. "What are you doing here?"

Cameron forgot, actually... Genesis' nipples were small, tight and hard, and placed perfectly on the firm mound of his pectorals. They were just as nice as any girl's tits.

He quickly regained a bit of composure and held up the appletini. "I uh, I thought you might want a drink."

Genesis' chin raised haughtily. "I guess you couldn't be any worse at serving a drink than that fatass stewardess."

"I uh... I'm pretty sure my ankles look worse 'en her's," Cameron gulped, and carefully handed Genesis the beverage he'd worked so hard to create.

He accepted the drink and slid it onto the small pull out tray by his seat. He then turned and strutted to the private restroom.

Cameron instinctively followed, only to receive a sharp poke in the center of his chest. Genesis then took that finger and pointed to the exit. "Get back to your seat."

A half smile slithered onto one side of Cameron's mouth. "Already?"

"I mean it, Wedge. You had no business coming in here."

"I'm sorry, Sir." He answered respectfully, although a very disrespectful grin had settled onto his scruffy face. He didn't respond to rejection by dropping his pursuit, if anything being frozen out on the first try only made him want Genesis more. "You know where I'll be if you want me."

"I won't," Genesis declared with finality.

"Kinda glad she spilled shit on ya..." Cameron began to step backwards, wolfishly staring at Genesis' naked torso. "Wish it was on your pants, instead."

"Exit through those curtains, or you're going through the fucking window, Cadet."

Cameron walked backwards all the way down the aisle with that hungry, insufferable smile, until he finally had to turn and slip through the curtains to rejoin the group in cargo.

Once the curtains had swung back into place, Genesis paused before he took a small sip of the drink Cameron had brought him. It was the most delicious appletini he'd ever tasted.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

When the airship landed, the cadets were ushered off into the most hellish freezing weather that Cameron had ever encountered. Cloud had not over exaggerated how miserable the frozen Northern Crater was, and if anything had not described in enough detail the devastating effects on a man's genitals.

But Genesis didn't seem to be bothered by the cold, and in fact had forced the cadets to work in the snow without putting on any additional outerwear than what they exited the airship in. He made them warm up (to little avail), and then he put them through intense materia drills, forcing them to focus on performing magic instead of worrying about their skin cracking at the joints, their lips blistering, and their extremities going numb to the point of frostbite.

They were tired from the trip and the awful conditions of riding in cargo, and after hours of materia work, they were ready to drop dead. None more so than Cameron, who was also battling his outrageous attraction to their slave driver, which didn't wane a bit even under the tense circumstances.

When they were all at their most miserable, Genesis announced they were going on a group jog before dinner and bedtime. Nobody dared to mutter a complaint, and they obediently followed Genesis upwards over a steep bank of snow... and right onto the walkway towards the new Northern Crater base. They had been only a few meters from the base the entire fucking time.

"Jog's over!" Genesis declared, waving an arm towards the base. "We never camp on my seminars. Get some food and the assistants will give you keys to a room. Meet me in the cafeteria for breakfast at six hundred tomorrow morning."

And with that, Genesis disappeared.

Cameron was utterly disappointed, but held out hope that he'd get a visit to his room that night... but he didn't. And the next morning at breakfast, Genesis didn't even look at him as he entered the cafeteria.

Cameron remained hopeful, cheeky and flirtatious throughout the entire weekend, trying to catch the General's attention with his attitude, his eyes, his smile, his work ethic, any way he could. Genesis rewarded his puppy-like behavior by demanding that Cameron do extra exercise reps, additional materia moves, and forcing him to be the target for the entire class when honing their high level magic attacks - resulting in him being scalded, drenched, frozen, electrocuted and then miraculously cured over, and over, and over again.

Cameron didn't care, he'd done worse things for sex. He remained upbeat and cheerful, never letting Genesis down with a bad attitude.

Genesis wanted him.

"I wanna smell his flesh burn!" Genesis announced as the entire class amped up their materia.

Oh yeah, Genesis wanted him bad.

Saturday was long and torturous, and by nightfall the group was exhausted. Genesis rewarded them by inviting them to a movie in one of the base's meeting rooms that held a film projector.

There was no democracy in deciding what movie was played for the group. It was an old black and white film adaptation of Loveless.

The boys were instantly bored, but most attempted to remain upright and awake out of respect for their superior, who was enthralled the entire time. One by one, the boys trickled out of the room and to bed, not having to feign fatigue to be excused.

Cameron almost dozed off at several points throughout the film, but managed to stay awake until the bitter end. Once the dramatic music swelled and the end credits began to roll, Cameron wanted to weep with gratitude.

The lights came on in the room, and Cameron sat up straight in his chair. It struck him that he was the only one who stayed until the end, and that he and Genesis were alone in the small theater.

"You fell asleep?" Genesis suspected.

"Nah," Cameron denied. "I watched da whole fuckin' thing. For you. Ya happy?"

"If you truly watched the movie, then you won't mind answering a few questions," Genesis touched his chin in thought, searching the room with his teal eyes until they narrowed in cunning. "In this version of Loveless... who was the Goddess?"

The movie had been set in ancient times during a territory war between old Midgar and what had been a metropolis near Junon, and the film was full of women who all looked the same and had the same helpless personalities. None of them seemed very goddess-like to Cameron, so he shrugged. "The dog."

Genesis' mouth fell open in shock. "The dog?"

"Yeah, the dog. He always made it outta every battle alive, right? How's a dog gonna walk through a fight like dat and survive? The dog was a goddess."

"That's the most absurd theory I've ever heard!" Genesis roared.

"It's a fuckin' poem. You can interpret it however ya want, and so can I."

"How dare you insult me!? I did a Master's dissertation on Loveless when I was thirteen years old! I'm a fucking genius, and I know everything there is to know about poetic interpretation! And you are an uncultured little jizzball from the underbelly of Midgar, who knows nothing about the complexities of the most important piece of literature known to man!"

Cameron was grinning. "You are so hot."

"I've had enough of your insubordination!" Genesis growled as he seized Cameron up by his collar, a dark smile curling his lips before he crashed them into Cameron's. He thrust his tongue past the hard scruff of his skin to the soft, wet greeting of his lips and tongue.

Cameron kissed him back hard, his hands burying deep into his red hair to hold him close. He turned Genesis head a little to deepen the kiss, taking over instinctively and moving his thigh between Genesis' legs.

Genesis pulled away with a smack of his lips. "You have been on my nerves all weekend. What is it with you?"

Cameron smiled, his tongue darting out a bit. "Been kinda fucked up since dat day in our room... thought maybe I could get some time withchu without my dumbass roommate in the way."

Genesis' nose wrinkled as his hands tightened in Cameron's collar. "You are nothing but a confused little punk."

"Look," Cameron's hands went up to grip Genesis' forearms. "I'm not lookin' for nothin' else from ya... I think it'd be fun. You want me kinda... right?"

"Kinda," Genesis admitted.

"What's the worse 'at could happen?"

"I know who your father is."

Cameron froze for a moment, before the casual Midgarian stance slithered back up his frame and he relaxed against his seat. "I don't keep it a secret."

"I wasn't sure if you were open to having a rebel for a father, or just really stupid about covering up your shitty tracks."

Cameron wasn't offended, "Open about it. He's in Avalanche. Been since he was my age."

"Have you offered information about Avalanche?"

"I don't know nothin'," Cameron told him. "Dad never told me nothin' you wouldn't know. Fuck, you pro'lly know more about 'em than I do. 'M not a spy, not for either side."

"Neutral, then?" Genesis asked, disgust in his voice.

"Not neutral... I'm gonna be a SOLDIER. Just gotta spend a couple days a year wit' my ma, that's all."

"Why? Why didn't you just join the resistance like your father?"

"Mako power may be bad for the planet, but because of it... I don't gotta live like a bumpkin. I can watch TV, I can look up porn whenever I want, I can be in air conditioning ... I grew up in da city, man. I can't be milkin' cows and farmin' and deliverin' fuckin' babies wit' my bare hands. Plus employees get a discount on the power bill, sign me the fuck up."

"You're joining SOLDIER to protect your access to mako power?"

"I'll gladly die for electricity and internet, man."

"And your father?"

"My dad's an asshole."

"Would you kill him?" Genesis asked.

"Yeah," Cameron offered with no hesitation. "Not like at Christmas dinner or nothin', but... I'm completely willin' to kill my pop. In fact... might be the happiness day of my life if I get to break his neck. Just keepin' it together for my ma for as long as I can."

"I believe you."

Cameron's dark eyebrows lifted. "...Thanks."

"It's necessary for me to be suspicious and ask questions."

Cameron's expression became almost shy. "S'okay. I'm used to gettin' grilled about it... people at tha Academy nearly broke my kneecaps tryin' to get info when I started last year... guess I'm the only one with ties to Avalanche?"

"Many people at Shin-Ra have family ties back to the resistance in one form or another. But you sleep next to Sephiroth's precious angel every night, so you might have been grilled a little extra crispy."

"I knew it!"

"Enough about that," Genesis said, tugging on Cameron's hand. "It's just my policy to know a little something about the people who are about to fuck me. Namely if they're trying to assassinate me."

Cameron stumbled to his feet. "Totally fuckin' not."

Genesis smiled and pushed his lips against Cameron's, finding them soft and sweet despite the crass talk that always seemed to always be coming out of them. The contact came as an enormous relief to Cameron, who had been craving it for weeks.

He melted against Genesis and wrapped both arms around his waist, forcing the General's arms around his neck. He smiled into the kiss as the cadet lifted him up off his feet slightly, and couldn't help but close his eyes and settle into it.

Cameron then set him back down. "... We goin'?"

"Yeah," Genesis took hold of the back of Cameron's neck, and ushered him out of the room. Once they were in the hallway, he released him and walked ahead at a brisk pace. Cameron fell all over himself eagerly keeping up, both excited and sick with an eager sort of anxiety.

Genesis use a keycard to enter his room, and pushed Cameron inside by the back of his head. Once the door was closed that bravado was abandoned, and Genesis yielded to however Cameron decided to handle him. Even though his eyes were closed and he was lost in Genesis' mouth, it was easy for Cameron to lead him to the bed.

Before either was fully aware of it, Cameron was sprawled between Genesis' legs. He broke away from Genesis' lips to look at him, slightly in awe of where he was. He took a long look at Genesis, who was waiting with closed eyes and slightly parted lips.

Eventually he opened his eyes to meet Cameron's. "... Second thoughts?"

"You're like... da prettiest guy ever," Cameron observed, getting a good look at him up close.

"Maybe the prettiest in this room."

Cameron grunted, "I'm fer real. I don't think I ever saw anyone prettier in my life."

"Your roommate's boyfriend doesn't come to mind?" Genesis grumbled, all too used to losing the looks contest in comparison to his ethereal colleague.

"Sephiroth? No way. He's cold. You're... warm."

"Warm?" Genesis wondered.

"Yeah," Cameron nodded a little, moving some of the red hair off of Genesis' forehead with his thumb. "Approachable, like... you're real. You make me wanna be close to ya."

Genesis was shocked by how moved he became from a poorly spoken string of compliments from an anonymous cadet. He looked at Cameron's dark eyes and boyishly sweet face, all set above a hard jaw and the slightest rough edge of scruff. He was a nobody, a background character on the stage of life, but it felt so nice to feel his warmth through clothes and his weight between his legs.

Genesis blinked rapidly, shaking his head slightly as he broke away from Cameron's adoring gaze. "Whatever. Let's fuck."

"I came prepared!" Cameron affirmed, happy for a change of subject. He reached into his pocket and produced a handful of condoms, and set them on the bed.

"You brought condoms," Genesis observed.

"I'm amped up for dis gay shit! I wanna like, do it all. I totally wanna blow ya. So like, take out your dick I wanna get started."

"Wow," Genesis squinted one eye in disbelief. "You are certainly something."

"Thanks!"

He hadn't exactly meant it as a compliment, but he couldn't help but laugh. "Take out my dick for me."

"Alright, here goes..." Cameron wiggled his fingers and shook his wrists, rattling his nerves out. He then descended upon Genesis' waist and carefully unzipped his red leather pants. He reached in and almost laughed aloud when he found that Genesis wasn't wearing any underwear. Without any obstruction in the way, he felt a hard cock greet his fingertips. It was so strange and different, but not unpleasant at all.

Genesis lifted his hips and let Cameron pull his pants down his thighs. He worked to pull his own shirt off, becoming more eager for the inexperienced cadet. "You know how to do this?"

"No, not at all. You're gonna hafta teach me."

Genesis rolled his eyes. "You've gotten head. You know how to do it."

Cameron looked at Genesis' cock, and then up to his eyes. "I got no fuckin' idea how to do this."

"Put it in your mouth. Suck. Move your mouth. Suck some more."

Cameron gave him a sideways scowl. "It's harder'n dat."

"Baby steps, then. Lick it."

Cameron scooted down a little further on the bed, putting his face near Genesis' groin. He'd seen several hundred cocks in the Academy shower rooms, not to mention Cloud's a little more often than he would have liked. But like everything else about Genesis, his genitals were somehow prettier and more magical than on a normal guy.

Cameron glanced up nervously before pushing out his tongue and making contact with the underside. It just tasted like skin, so Cameron closed his eyes and let his tongue move farther up, where he tasted just a hint of something saltier and more manly.

He puckered his lips against it, kissing with an open mouth against the slit. He felt Genesis' fingers push into his hair, holding it back out of his face as he explored with his mouth.

"Look up here," Genesis breathed.

Cameron did, understanding how nice it could be when someone looked up at him when sucking his cock. Genesis looked good from the angle, so Cameron didn't mind straining his eyes a bit to keep them open while his mouth and tongue moved uncertainly across hard flesh.

"You're doing good," Genesis told him, gathering up Cameron's chin length brown hair in two handfuls. "Now take it in your mouth."

Cameron broke eye contact to concentrate, and lifted Genesis' cock off his stomach to angle the tip between his lips. It made an embarrassingly wet sound, and he tried to recoil but Genesis' hands tightened in his hair, pulling him closer again. He took a breath and lowered his mouth again, moving down past the hard ridge of his head.

He stopped to pull backwards before he felt a gag. It was only a couple of inches, but his mouth was hot and wet enough that Genesis couldn't complain. He only followed Cameron's shallow, unsure movement with his hands, occasionally brushing back a stray strand of hair that escaped his fingers.

"You haven't washed your hair in a couple days," Genesis commenting, feeling the oil in Cameron's hair. It was a contrast to how meticulously clean Rufus' hair always was, and Genesis found himself breathing in the cadet's dirty, masculine scent deeply.

Cameron ignored the comment, because he hadn't washed his hair since Friday morning and he did not give a fuck. He got brave, and lifted his other hand to move it across Genesis' thigh, grabbing greedily before reaching underneath to cup his ass.

Genesis' lips curled into a smile as he felt the boy's rough fingers press against him. "So how do you like sucking cock?"

Cameron made a non-committal sound around it, his eyes brushing closed as he pressed a single, dry finger into Genesis' ass.

"I'd get wet for you if I could darling, but you need lube," Genesis chuckled, not hurt by Cameron's rough exploration.

He seemed a bit embarrassed by the comment, and propelled backwards off his the cock in his mouth. "I forgot it!"

"You brought about fifty condoms, but no lube?" Genesis huffed in amused disbelief.

"We can improvise!" Cameron desperately began to look around the room.

"Calm down," Genesis patted his shoulder before rolling over to the side of the bed. He stood up, letting his leather pants fall down to his knees before he bent over to step out of them. He didn't even enter the bathroom, merely leaned into it to dig around in an overnight bag, and produced a tube.

Genesis paused, looking across the room at Cameron. He turned the main overhead lights off, leaving only a glow from the bathroom. "Does this work for you? Or would you rather I just turn them off?"

"I need... more light..." Cameron was dazed as he looked at Genesis' fully nude form. "Big ass stadium lights."

With a smile, Genesis flipped the main lights back on. For good measure, he also turned on a bit of track lighting behind the bed. "Better?"

"Yeah!" Cameron quickly shed the remainder of his own clothing. Once he was naked, he stood up on his knees on the mattress and waiting, unsure of what to do next but looking at Genesis with admiration.

Genesis couldn't recall a time in recent memory when someone wanted him so openly. Rufus hated his guts most days, and anyone else he hooked up with seemed to be doing it just for the experience, their minds far away to who they might tell later. The only person who'd ever really been good to him was Angeal, but Genesis' pride and Angeal's stubborn nature made their love dissolve as their lives became too saturated with work.

Cameron was a taste of that long buried teenage love... he even looked a bit like Angeal when he was younger. He had all of Angeal's imposing size and rigid musculature, but none of the mother-like seriousness. His face and attitude were as goofy as his Midgar accent, and Genesis found it fucking attractive. And the sex would be even better than teenage; no worries about parents finding them, no discomfort as they learned their bodies, no fears about what the future might hold for them.

Genesis knew they going to forget about each other tomorrow, and that knowledge was freeing.

He made a graceful catwalk back to the bed, but rough hands pulled him down for a crash landing. Cameron was shedding his inhibitions with each kiss, finding a niche between Genesis' legs while still allowing the General the space to move with him.

From the oil on his face to the hair brushing his stomach and thighs, Cameron felt like any straight man Genesis had ever slept with. But his greedy hands and the tirelessly flicking tongue in his mouth made Genesis shiver slightly beneath him.

"Alright," Genesis broke away suddenly, reaching out for where he'd dropped the lube.

Cameron grabbed it too, and their fingers bumped into one another's as they fought to get it open. "Y-y-ya gotta tell me if I'm hurtin' ya cuz Cloud kinda coached me on dis. Just. Phew. Help me out."

Genesis brought one of his knees up. "You'll do fine."

And like any straight man Genesis had slept with, Cameron shoved him full of fingers right off the bat. It was predictable, but still made Genesis' head swim a little. He reached down between his legs and put his hand over Cameron's. "... Easy. You're not picking up a bowling ball."

"Too hard?" Cameron asked with a gentle smile, his voice dark as his fingers got a hint of what it might feel like inside the General.

"Ease into that ass," Genesis smiled into another kiss. "Open me up for that thick cock."

Cameron didn't know how to 'ease' and worked three fingers in knuckle deep before he pulled back. He seemed to have a sense for exactly what Genesis could take before it bordered into actual pain, but the hint of it was something of a thrill for him.

Cameron didn't know how to find the prostate or even what it was really for, so every brush of his fingertips was completely accidental. He did pay attention to the signs Genesis' body gave, and focused his attention on making him shudder.

"You might be pretty good at that with practice," Genesis told him, biting another kiss onto his lips.

"Good..." Cameron hissed, already positioning himself against Genesis. "... I wanna put it in you."

"You're an eager boy," Genesis smiled, meeting all of his scruffy kisses with his tongue. "Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm a guy sex virgin," Cameron whispered the obvious. He already wanted to blow his load just from feeling the inside of Genesis with his fingertips; he was completely unprepared for how tight and warm it was, or how sexy Genesis looked underneath him at kissing distance.

"You don't feel like a virgin," Genesis remarked, lifting both knees to press them into Cameron's chest. He felt the cadet's cock twitch against his upturned ass. "Make it official."

Cameron swallowed. "Do you... want me to put on a condom?"

Genesis was enchanted that he would even ask. His raw, dripping cock was right up against his hole, but still the cadet found the will to attempt responsibility. "Do you want to put one on?"

"... No."

"Then don't," Genesis smiled, safe in the knowledge that the labs kept their SOLDIERs utterly clean and no harm would befall Cameron Wedge. It was a formality, and he didn't feel like putting a single barrier up against the needy boy.

Genesis was left to inhale as his body was rocked with a thick, hard, pulsing intrusion. Nothing about it hurt, instead it was the deepest relief to feel that thick cock nudging inside.

Cameron moved immediately, sparing not even a moment to let Genesis adjust. "Oh fuckkk..."

"Does that feel good?" Genesis asked curiously, wanting to hear what kind of shit the boy could talk when his cock was buried in a tight, slick ass.

"Yes," He hissed, stretching up to rest on his elbows. He looked down at Genesis, and down between their bodies. He then put his lower body's weight on his toes, wanting to see the base of his cock as it moved in and out of Genesis. "Do ya feel good too, General Rhapsodos?"

The view was equally hot to the General, who raking his fingers over the tight, muscular plane of Cameron's side and ribs. He smiled at the formal title, "Yeah, Wedge. Your cock feels good."

"It does?" Cameron visibly gulped, and eager energy worked its way through his hips and up his spine as he settled heavy on top of Genesis to pound against him. It was rough and sudden, and Genesis felt a gasp tear up his throat.

Having a big cock but no idea how to offer Genesis any sort of internal pleasure, Cameron drilled away at a hard pace. Genesis winced, imagining that any poor girl Cameron had rutted against probably felt the same frustration at the boy's ignorance to how to make love. Any contact with Genesis' prostate was purely coincidental, as he seemed very focused on simply the friction of moving.

Genesis sank both hands into Cameron's hair and held his head close. "Slow down."

Cameron flashed an arrogant smile. "Too much for ya already?"

Blue eyes filled with instant rage, and it was a frightening sight as fingers twisted sharply through his hair. Cameron let out a soft cry that made Genesis forget why he was angry in the first place, and he smoothed down his tangled hair on his abused scalp. "No dearest, you're not too much. But you're new, I don't expect you to know how to fuck a man properly."

"Gross," Cameron huffed a laugh against Genesis' lips with a quick kiss. "Like... it's just you. Just teach me how ya want me to fuck you, Gen. Not gonna put this on anybody else but you."

This was exactly the heart stopping, irresponsible teenage declaration that Genesis had been missing throughout his early twenties. Nobody had spoken such earnest sweet nothings to him in years, and he felt himself genuinely swept away as he pulled Cameron down for more salty, long tongued kisses.

Through a small shift in weight, Genesis urged Cameron onto his back as he pulled his lips away. "I'll just take what I want. A good boy might take mental notes."

Cameron nodded, his eyes dropping down to take in the sight of Genesis on top of him. "You got it..."

The tip of Genesis' tongue popped out as he sat down all the way on Cameron's thick cock. He felt the press of his balls between his cheeks and the tickle of his slightly unkempt pubic hair brush against him. There was a tremor through his teenage body as he was taken in all the way, and Genesis smiled as he ran his tongue across his bottom lip. "That's better."

Cameron didn't seem to know what to do with his hands at first, but eventually allowed instinct to take over as he cupped Genesis' smooth ass. He gripped two handfuls of the muscular flesh and squeezed, pulling him down even deeper onto his cock until their lower bodies were pressed tight. He then shifted his hips a little, nuzzling his cock deep inside the General.

Genesis hissed in unspoken agreement and pressed his hands against Cameron's chest. Even though he was a broad boy, Genesis' hands almost covered the span of his pectorals. He dragged his fingers down to catch Cameron's dark, small nipples against his nails as he lifted his hips. His ass squeezed Cameron tight as he slid up and down on his cock, pleasing himself with the speed and the angle and watching the strong Cadet squirm underneath him.

Cameron was completely unprepared for the sight of Genesis' hard cock bobbing up and down as his hips rode him. He realized he was moaning like a bitch, and zipped his lips tight as he slammed his eyes shut.

"Look at me," Genesis instructed softly, reached down to press his thumb against Cameron's lips. "Open that dirty, sexy mouth."

Cameron's jaw dropped open with another embarrassing moan, and he cracked his eyes open to obey. "Fuck... Gen..."

"You look good from here," Genesis told him, locking onto those brown eyes and thick, dark lashes spread around them. He allowed himself to appreciate unnoticed details about Cameron's face, his light freckles and a few tiny scabs on his chin from shaving. Genesis pressed his thumb against Cameron's tongue before moving it across his lips to appreciate the shape of them.

Cameron looked down again at where their bodies were connected, and at where Genesis' tight, hot ass was dragging up and down on his cock. He gasped in his throat at the steady stream of clear liquid drooling from Genesis' hard cock, catching in the hair on Cameron's lower stomach and pooling in his belly button.

Cameron took a hand off of Genesis' hips and touched a finger to his belly button, pulling up a long, glistening string of the smooth liquid. He laughed a little to himself, before he touched the fingertip to his tongue to taste it.

"You're disgusting," Genesis groaned, grinding his ass deep on Cameron's cock as he watched him suck his precome off his finger.

"Ya taste good, though," Cameron admitted, swiping the rest of the pool onto his fingers before he circled his fist around Genesis' cock. "... Ya gonna come on my face, again?"

"Do you want me to?" Genesis grinned, leaning back to allow his rough hand to pump his cock.

"Yeah... dat tasted good, too."

"You ran into the bathroom to wash your mouth out," Genesis reminded him.

"I'm ready for it dis time," Cameron told him without smiling, serious as he went up on one elbow to bring himself closer to Genesis. It gave him a small amount of leverage, and he began to buck up against the drop of Genesis' hips.

A steady slap began between their bodies. Genesis leaned back farther to enjoy the angle, liking the view of Cameron's eager, blushed face staring up the line of his torso. He was spilling precome all over the Cadet's fist, the slick sound adding to the urgency. "You learn quick. That's a good thing."

"I'm tryin'," Cameron swallowed, his throat jumping as a tense blush spread across his chest. "You ride so fuckin' good."

Genesis smiled down at him, and would typically coax more compliments out of his lovers, but the honesty of this little straight boy was rewarding enough. Genesis leaned back onto his palms, and went up on feet to ride Cameron from tip to balls, enjoying the entire length of his hard, leaking cock.

Cameron's hips went still as he enjoyed the view for a moment, never in his life having experienced a sexual partner who was so shameless about their body. Genesis certainly didn't have enough to be ashamed of, he was all pale, smooth, hairless skin and perfect tone. His ass bounced just enough as it slapped against the top of Cameron's thighs, reminding him to lift his hips to meet them. The added force made the perfect slapping sound, and if Cameron hadn't been so keyed up with nerves he would have surely climaxed long ago.

It was in his favor, because Genesis was clearly enjoying the ride. "You like seeing that, baby?"

"Fuck yeah," Cameron nodded, letting Genesis' cock bounce against his open palm a few time before gripping him tightly again and moving his slick fist around it.

"Open your mouth," Genesis bit his lip, grinding on Cameron's cock at just the right angle. "You ready?"

"Uh huh," Cameron's eyes were lidded as he stared up at Genesis, and stuck his tongue out obediently. He wasn't watching for the first spurt of his idol's cock, and was instead staring up into his stormy teal eyes.

Nothing got Genesis off quite like eye contact, and he relaxed into a deep climax as Cameron's hips restlessly popped up into his prostate. He felt his cock tighten to the point of pain before it finally released, and a thick stream of semen splattered against Cameron's chin.

Cameron winced as he was surprised by the first shot, and looked down at Genesis' cock for the rest of it. He stuck his tongue out long to taste what landed on his chin, and groaned as another thick load landed on his cheek. The taste and sight of Genesis' climax signaled that it was more than acceptable that he follow, but he just couldn't make his body do it. He was too focused on Genesis and making sure that his favorite General enjoyed his orgasm until the last drop leaked from his cock.

"Nothing for me?" Genesis asked, still popping his hips on Cameron's rock hard erection.

Cameron was still licking warm semen off his face. "Yeah... it's coming... not yet, but..."

"Sexy boy. What do you need?" Genesis purred, lifting his hips up to the tip and tightening his ass around it.

Cameron took Genesis by the waist and rolled him over onto his back. He deftly hooked Genesis' legs around his shoulders with such ease that it honesty took the redhead by surprise. Once he was in place, Cameron's expression became a little sheepish. "This okay?"

Genesis spoke around a shiver, because everything about Cameron was just exactly what he'd been needing. "C'mon Wedge, give it to me."

Cameron's lower body began to move, and instead of the erratic, nervous nature he'd started out with, his hips moved fast and steady. Soon his balls were hitting the base of Genesis' spine, and he went up onto his knees between his legs. "Genesis... I like dis... I like you..."

Genesis huffed a little, one eye winced shut against the hard pounding of the Cadet's hips. "Yeah okay."

"Really... I wanna see ya again."

Genesis reached between his legs to grip his cock, and began to pump himself roughly. "I'll think about it."

Cameron went onto his elbows, smothering Genesis' pink lips with a sticky, semen stained kiss. He took Genesis' tongue and sucked it slowly, completely mismatched with the hard pumping of his hips.

Genesis sank one hand into Cameron's dark hair, and it felt just like Angeal's did when he was younger. While physically Cameron reminded him of those teenage encounters, he was far different mentally. Genesis had the upper hand with this boy, but he wouldn't use it to toy with him or string him along, although it would be very easy to do.

Genesis closed the kiss by licking up to Cameron's nose, and smiled. "You'll see me again."

"I will?"

"Sure."

Cameron bumped his forehead against Genesis'. "... Bitchin'."

Genesis could not believe he'd just finished passionately kissing a mouth that just said 'bitchin', but he had and with disbelief he went in for more. Cameron's tongue was sweet and soft, and his rock hard cock was ready to spurt at any moment.

"Fuck," Cameron moaned into Genesis' mouth. "I'm comin'... where?"

"Leave it in," Genesis hissed, pumping his own cock fast. He tightened one hand in Cameron's hair to keep him close. "Fuck. Don't stop."

Cameron pushed his face against Genesis' neck, kissing and nuzzling helplessly as he worked himself towards his overdue climax. The smell of Genesis skin, and the tight pull of his ass were heaven to Cameron, who'd been wishing for this moment since he'd accidently walked in on him with his roommate. That little moment had been hot, but this one was boiling in comparison.

Cameron felt the fast, frantic movement of Genesis' fist between them, and he groaned as his General forced out another shallow climax. A few desperate drops of Genesis' delicious semen spattered his lower stomach, and he felt his cock jump hard inside his hot, tight ass.

Letting go of his anxiety and allowing himself to come was such a deep relief that it was almost painful, and Cameron let out a stream of whispered dirty verses against Genesis' jaw. He didn't know what he was saying, but several hissed declarations of love were peppered into the poem of Cameron experiencing the best orgasm of his life.

Genesis slid his ass along Cameron's twitching cock to milk out everything he'd been building up all weekend. He felt some of that hot, creamy liquid spill out while Cameron was still lost in his orgasm... and Genesis' eyes rolled shut as he realized what a huge amount of semen he was letting out. It was another teenage throwback to Angeal, but better this time around that he was old enough to thoroughly appreciate the beauty of a huge load.

"Good boy," Genesis told him, smoothing back Cameron's damp hair and kissing the side of his face.

"Aw... it's a mess..." Cameron whispered, pulling out of Genesis with a shiver. He'd never ejaculated inside someone without a condom before, and was used to bloated latex upon pulling out. Instead, his fluid was all over Genesis, and leaking from his reddened hole.

"It's a happy mess," Genesis purred, running his fingers through it curiously before wiping off on one of the bed sheets. He used it to clean up lazily before he tossed it over the side. "Come here."

Cameron crawled up to the pillow, and laid down in a heavy pile beside his idol. "I might fall asleep."

"That's what you're supposed to do."

"'Kay," Cameron hummed quietly. He was a little jittery being held so close to Genesis' warm body for non-sexual purposes, but eventually relaxed enough to let sleep take him.

An alarm woke Cameron up hours later. Genesis and his things were already gone, and the room smelled like his bathing products. Cameron sat up in confusion, for he didn't remember setting any alarm on his phone, or even taking it out of his pockets.

Genesis had done it for him, giving him enough time to get back to his room and get ready before breakfast. He smiled a little sadly that their interlude was over. Until he saw that there was a new text from the General, who'd apparently taken the liberty of programming his phone number into Cameron's phone.

'My new lover, do you know how to be discreet?' The text asked.

Cameron texted back, 'heeellll yeeeahhh!'

He was already in his own room and taking a quick shower when there was a response. Cameron eagerly reached for his phone, getting it wet in the process but hardly caring.

'You're just another dirty cadet until we get back to Midgar. Nobody knows about this, except maybe Cloud.'

'okay!' Cameron texted back, smiling at his phone. 'when can I see u again?'

'I have a boyfriend. Does that bother you?'

Cameron thought about that question before answering, 'no... does it bother him tho?'

'No.'

'... then its ok?'

'I'll see you soon.'

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

They entered the pet shop for a kitten, but didn't even make it that far into the store. Try as Cloud might to steer him towards something more soft and cuddly, Sephiroth squatted down to peer into the aquarium of a brightly colored milk snake, and couldn't be pulled away.

It had red and black stripes, and moved like a muscular strip of rope crowned with a square, inquisitive little face. When the snake licked his tongue out, Sephiroth very nearly giggled. "He's cute."

"We came here for a kitten, Seph!"

"I never, ever said we could get a kitten," Sephiroth countered. "I said we could get a pet."

Cloud opened his mouth to argue, but realized that he'd been tricked. "... You choose your words carefully, don't you?"

"Always."

Cloud huffed. "Fine, forget it. Let's just go."

Sephiroth grabbed Cloud's hand, "You wanted to get a pet to start our family, right?"

"...Yeah."

"Baby, you know we're not able to take care of a kitten. This is what family's all about... compromise. I wanna get a pet to take care of with you, but we can't get somethin' so high maintenance."

"You're right..." Cloud melted slightly as he squatted down beside Sephiroth, and nuzzled a kiss into the side of his neck. In all honesty, the kitten had been all about himself getting something he'd always wanted, and not so much about what Sephiroth might want. He couldn't help but smile as he watched his lover's eyes light up with wonder as the snake slipped closer to the glass.

"It says it likes it kinda warm. Instead of a heat lamp, I can power up a little fire materia to keep in the tank in the winter so it's not an actual fire hazard..." Sephiroth thought aloud, running his finger over the glass as he read a sticker with snake ownership facts. "... And they only eat every two weeks. That'd be perfect for us."

Cloud wrinkled his nose at the squiggly reptile. "... He's not so scary now that I look at him. Wanna ask if we can hold him?"

Sephiroth nodded. "Yeah!"

It was about two feet long, and a skinny, curious little coil of shiny red and black. Once it was in Sephiroth's hands, it began to slide up his forearms where it began to constrict.

The General laughed openly. "I love this thing."

Cloud crossed his arms. "It took you five months to say that to me!"

Sephiroth's eyebrows turned up as he adored the snake, "It's givin' me a hug."

"It's trying to eat you!" Cloud argued with laughter.

Sephiroth grinned down at Cloud. "Do you like him?"

"No!"

"Can we have him anyway?"

"... Of course," Cloud smiled, reaching out a tentative fingertip to touch the snake's body. It was strangely warm and felt like some of the designer purses his grandmother liked to carry. "I think he suits you."

"He suits the both of us. Hold him."

Cloud didn't argue because the pet store clerk was already untangling the little snake from around Sephiroth's arm and thrusting it towards him. He supported the surprisingly heavy thing with a sigh, his eyes growing a little in size as it slipped up his arms as it had Sephiroth's.

Only it didn't attempt to coil around him. Instead it kept slithered up into the sleeve of Cloud's t-shirt.

"Ummm," Cloud made a keening noise, and began to shiver helplessly against the creepy feeling of a wiggly snake inside his shirt. "Help?"

"I want this snake," Sephiroth told the pet shop clerk.

"What are you gonna name him?" The shop clerk asked, not helping Cloud but watching closely to ensure he didn't hurt or alarm the animal.

"Is anyone going to do anything about this?" Cloud screeched. At that, the little red and black striped snake poked its square head out of the top of Cloud's shirt, and lapped its tongue out.

"This snake reminds me of a friend of ours," Sephiroth told the clerk. "I dunno what I'm gonna name him, yet... but probably Loveless."

A/N

1 – If I can't even make my own OC have homosexual tendencies to suit my own interests… what's the point in writing? What's the point in existing? *jumps to death off bridge*

2 – Hmmmm. I have a feeling… there's gonna be another bonus track soon. Like, very soon. Like, before Halloween. Maybe even Halloween themed. Hmmmmmmmmmm…..