If That Truck Could Speak - Chapter 10

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YAOI! Mature Content.

Reno sighed looking at Yazoo. "Fuck this is unbelievable and amazing. I have to touch him."

Yazoo glanced over his shoulders, veering his eyes at him, clearly ashamed. He had his back at Reno, and the Turk caressed his shoulder, gliding down the back of his hand over his spine. The youth sighed, slightly tilting his head and stared at Reno. Everything about Yazoo was on his looks, and it was clear he was unsure about what he should do. But he wanted it.

"If you don't like I'll stop."

"So far so good."

The grave and low tone of his voice, a little bit hoarse, made Reno twitched his body. Everything about Yazoo makes him excited, scared, horny and hopeful.

Fortunate, he was there kissing the fleshy lips that freely sought for his mouth, tasting his tongue and nibbling his chin.

So good. So fucking good that it did not matter if they would not go all the way.

"I liked it when you kissed my belly."

Yazoo whispered on his ears, and Reno grinned, promptly obeying his desire, slowly descending his head to his naked lover's abs, caressing his muscles and blowing his warm breath over his skin. Reno's first kiss, planted below Yazoo's chest line made the other gasp his breath; the next ones trailed a path towards his belly button, bold and wet, licking and scrapping his teeth in some skin in the way.

Yazoo arched his back, Reno sneered when he heard a moan. It was subtle and with his lips still brushing on that smooth and hairless skin, he licked his groin.

Yazoo moaned his name.

Slowly and cagey Reno opened the first button of his pants. As Yazoo did not stop him, he slid the zipper down. So far, so good. So fucking amazingly the redhead thought to himself.

A flinch from his hips and Reno lifted his head at him. He was so damn hot, beautiful, those green eyes narrowed at him, biting his lower lip confirming what Reno already suspected: he never had done this before.

"You're so beautiful…gorgeous."

Reno let go of Yazoo's groin, feeling he would need some reassurance of his words and went to his lips giving him in a passionately kiss. He would put a show of make out, capable of warm his uptight lover to the point that he would jump over him, begging to Reno fuck his brains out. He sat over Yazoo's lap and stared at him.

What followed next took him by surprise.

Yazoo adjusted him on his lap, firmly gripping his butt and gave him a furious kiss, sucking his lips, pulling the man's red hair to expose Reno's white neck to his licks and bites.

He melted with his cold hands sliding over his back; roughly instead of coyly as he would expect but very welcomed. Reno held on his shoulder, entwining his fingers in that so silky mass of hair, rocking his hips, pressing Yazoo's groin and he smirked under their kiss when he found a bulge on the other's pants. Hard as a rock.

They broke the kiss to catch air and Reno opened his pants, looking at Yazoo with narrowed eyes. Then, he went for his lover's pants and slid them down, almost incredulous of Yazoo's complacency. They kissed again. The last part that was keeping Reno away of what he craved for so long; fell in the truck's floor, granting him the return of his kisses on Yazoo's belly.

He touched Yazoo's groin, caressing the soft fuzz, darker than his hair and then slid his fingers over his hard cock.

Gripping some locks of Reno's hair, Yazoo moaned loud.

No one has never touched him like this, that it was fucking delicious.

He whispered those words, panting while Reno not averting his eyes at him, licked the length, circling the swollen head with his tongue until he heard a sob from Yazoo.

His own cock ached and he squeezed it. He choked when he swallowed all of Yazoo. The man twisted in the bench, arching his back, taking Reno's head go up and down on his cock. Instinct and sex born together with every creature and Yazoo were not different from any other man in the twenties, once he tasted it, surely he would need more.

"This is so good…Oh, Reno."

The young flinched, looking at him with a parted mouth, lecherous eyes. Reno printed that scene on his mind for lonely nights while jerking off. Yazoo was a sight. He felt almost proud of himself thinking that indeed he would be the first.

Reno stopped his blowjob when he literally tasted that his lover would not go far with that caress.

"I want to show you more."

Yazoo whimpered with a flushed face waiting for his next move. Reno came back to his lap, grabbing his hair in a deep kiss while locking their cocks together, slowly rocking them.

He was right, some frottage later, Yazoo busted out his seeds all over his belly.

Then the gods smiled at him and after recovering from his mind-blowing orgasm, Yazoo changed Reno's position in the bench and kneeled in front of his crotch, his pinky, wet tongue flickered around his cock. Reno gasped; the reward was coming in twice.

"Am I doing this right?" Yazoo veered is head up, lustful eyes; mouth parted caressing his balls with his lips.

"Perfect baby…d-don't stop."

However, something was odd; a weird noise that seemed inside of his head began to buzz. He tried to focus on Yazoo's delicious blowjob, but the sound was getting so nagging louder that it was impossible to relax.

"Oh. You don't seem so cheerful anymore…"

Then Yazoo completely disappeared and instead of his hotness beauty, Rude's face appeared on his sight.

"Wake up moron! You are so fucking late!"

Reno opened his eyes with a gasp, promptly sitting on his bed but still dizzy with the harsh cut of his dream.

"Having wet dreams? Argh, you're so gross. Get to the fucking shower now Reno, we have a delivery to take care."

Reno stood up, rubbing his eyes and paced to the bathroom. Looking at his painful erection, he got into the shower. He needed to take care of Yazoo's situation. It was the second time he had a wet dream with the man and he was no teenager. He had to fuck him. Simple like that.

"No time for jerking off wanker! Get ready!"

"What the fuck, stop yelling at me! Motherfucker."

"Remember to wash your mouth, moron!"

Rude would be keeping taunting him until he was dressed and sat in the helicopter. They were in the Turk's lodge in Costa Del Sol, heading to their last task before fly back to Midgar.

"So who was the victim of your wet nightmare?"

Rude questioned mocking Reno with his grave chuckle at him.

"Shut up…"

After some minutes of a boring flight, Reno veered his head at Rude.

"Yazoo."

The bald Turk gasped, pulling out his sunglasses and staring at him.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Reno just smirked at his friend, shaking his head and adjusting his goggles.