A Little Slice of Heaven
Kel buzzed with nervous energy as he bounded down the steps from his front door and made his way to the sidewalk. It was an unusually warm morning, but Kel was quite a seasoned athlete, inured to trifling discomforts like a little heat. No, he wasn't sweating just because it was hot out.
He passed his mailbox, and a few seconds later, came upon the sign that had galvanized him to act in the first place. FARAWAY TOWN REALTY, it read at the top in weathered letters that had begun to bubble and peel. A fresh sticker had been placed over the remainder of the sign. It featured but one word, SOLD.
Kel had looked at the sign adorning his neighbor's house countless times. No matter how often he did, it always brought him fresh pangs of disbelief. This time was no exception. He shook his head clear and stepped onto the footpath leading to the front door.
He hesitated for several moments as he stood before the door. He took several deep breaths, stretched his neck, and licked his dry lips. He put an ear to the door and thought he heard someone bustling about on the other side. It was all the provocation he needed to act.
"SUNNY! It's me, Kel!" he bellowed, punctuated by heavy raps upon the door. "Remember me? Hey, come out! I want to see you! It's been so long!"
Kel stopped to press his ear to the door again. Whatever he thought he had heard earlier had stopped. Silence rang out in his ear.
"Sunny?" he called out again, sounding a bit deflated this time. "I – I know it's been a while, okay? But the truth is, I really miss hanging out with you. And with you moving and all, you know, I thought we could, just like old times …"
Kel's voice trailed off as his adrenaline began to subside and despair started taking its place. He sighed and backed away from the door, his slumped shoulders poking out of the arm holes of his orange basketball jersey. He looked down at the doormat. It looked blurry and he realized that he was actually tearing up. He was so despondent that the click of the deadbolt and the slow turning of the doorknob didn't register right away.
When he finally looked up from the doormat, he did a double-take.
"S - Sunny?"
Upon confirming that it was, in fact, Sunny, albeit taller and more mature-looking than the last time he had seen him, he said again, this time with far more enthusiasm, "Sunny!"
Without thinking twice, Kel crossed the threshold between them in one fluid motion and embraced Sunny, who stood there stiffly for several beats before finally returning the hug. "You actually came out!" Kel gushed.
Sunny broke out of Kel's grasp and winced, putting a hand to his ear. Kel immediately realized that he had practically yelled right into it.
"Sorry!" he yelped. "I just got super excited, you know … I - I didn't think you'd actually answer. But that doesn't matter. You're here now! What should we do today?"
Kel's twinkling and mirthful eyes looked directly into Sunny's. As usual, he was expressionless.
"I know, it's bad. I should've had a plan for us today." Kel looked down, a bit ashamed, and scratched at the back of his head nervously. As he did so, he felt Sunny's eyes roving over his body. It seemed to Kel that Sunny was updating his mental image of him. He suddenly felt self-conscious. He quickly lowered his arm to his side.
"Ah, just so you know, I, uh, don't know if you saw that, but I just shaved my armpits, okay?!" Kel spluttered, his face suddenly red.
Sunny blinked at Kel.
"I - It's true! I swear. Ugh. Whatever. Look, I don't care if you believe me, okay?" This drew absolutely no reaction from Sunny. A few seconds of silence ticked by and the redness slowly receded from Kel's face. "Look, Sunny. I just – I play a lot of basketball. And everybody teases me for not having arm hair. It's making me really touchy. And I would just wear sleeves, but I like to show off the guns, you know?" He flexed and two well-defined, compact biceps emerged for Sunny to admire.
"Ah, well. I know!" The mirth was back in Kel's eyes. "Let's go to Hobbeez! We used to spend so much time there. Bet you haven't been there in a while, huh?"
At first, Sunny kept his gaze down at the sidewalk, cowed by his fears of what he might encounter outside. But soon, curiosity won out, and Sunny's head whipped to and fro as he followed Kel through the neighborhood streets. It had been so long since he had left the confines of his home that everything demanded his attention.
"You must miss being out like this," Kel observed once he noticed Sunny taking in the sights. A rare thoughtful streak came across Kel's face as he tried to put together what to say next. "You know, you really should get out more. I - I know it's a lot, Sunny, but maybe if you come out once in a while …" Kel drifted off to gather his thoughts, then smiled warmly at his friend as he finished, " …You'll see the world isn't so scary."
Sunny, as usual, remained stoic. Kel was right, though. There certainly wasn't anything scary to be seen that day. Their journey to Hobbeez was uneventful, even pleasant, and punctuated only by Kel's occasional excited outbursts – "I still can't believe we're hanging out again!"
Before long, they were at their destination. As they entered the shop, the outside heat wafted off their bodies and they were enveloped in a bubble of cool conditioned air. Kel smiled serenely as he took in the interior of the shop, but it was Sunny who, for once, looked absolutely captivated.
Seeing Sunny smile was all it took to make Kel's cup of excitement run over. "I know, right? Isn't it awesome?" He ran over to the game tables at the corner of the shop and stood behind an empty chair, putting both of his hands on its backrest. "Remember all the times we played match after match of Sorcery: The Convocation right here? Do you still have your decks? We should go home right now and grab them –"
Kel stopped when he realized Sunny wasn't listening at all. In fact, he had wandered off to the manga section of the shop. Kel took this in stride and joined him, but sensing that Sunny could use a moment alone to catch up with the shop and its contents, he decided to excuse himself. "Uh, actually, I just remembered I gotta pick up some stuff from Othermart. I'll meet up with you afterwards, okay?"
Sunny nodded without breaking his eye contact with the shelves of manga. Kel gave him a solid pat on his shoulder, then turned away and walked out of the shop.
As he walked the short distance to Othermart, he couldn't help but smile even more broadly than usual. It was almost just like old times, when they had been carefree friends whiling away the hours together. Those were times that Kel wished had never ended. But, inexorably, everyone loses their innocence sooner or later. Theirs had been stripped away by unspeakable tragedy, which had left years of estrangement in its wake.
But Sunny's coming out today had Kel feeling more hopeful than he had in a long time. He knew, of course, that Sunny would be moving away very soon. He also knew, however, that life doesn't end at sixteen. They had their whole lives ahead of them, weeks and months and years during which they could mend fences, and he hoped he was laying the foundation for them to be best of friends, even if they weren't neighbors anymore, once things weren't so raw.
They had certainly spent countless hours of their waking lives together, far more than enough time for Kel to get to know Sunny's personality inside and out. He had been a laconic and unconfident boy, yet there was always something about him that endeared him to Kel. He couldn't quite put his finger on what it was, exactly, or maybe it was a combination of things. Regardless, he felt that their relationship transcended the bounds of mere friendship on some level that was beyond his rather shallow ability to articulate. Whatever it was, though, it made Kel very protective of Sunny, who, for his part, had always been a good friend in return.
And then they had stopped seeing each other.
Kel, now with a shopping bag in tow, finally left Othermart. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw a familiar face waving at him, his expression blank as usual.
"Sunny! Ooh, you bought something?" Kel asked, returning Sunny's wave and looking at the bag he was holding pointedly. He got no answer, but he had expected this. "Let's swing by the park!" he went on, undeterred. "I hope you bought a good manga. It's a really nice day for reading outside!"
A short walk later, they found themselves in the park. As it was a very pleasant day, quite a crowd had assembled around them. Children were swinging, sliding, tagging, throwing, and just generally playing everywhere. Older people were gamboling along the paths, gathering up trash, or feeding the pigeons. The one thing they all had in common was looking as though they were having a good time.
After some searching, the two boys found a spot that seemed untrafficked enough for them to occupy. It was a gentle, grassy slope that faced the playground equipment. Sunny sat on the grass and pulled his vest off over his head. He folded it in half and rolled it into a little pillow to tuck under his head as he luxuriated on the grass.
Kel reclined on the grass beside him. He wanted to put his hands behind his head, but felt self-conscious again about exposing his underarms. Instead, he sat up and watched Sunny pull his purchase out of its paper bag. As he had suspected, it was a volume of manga.
What he hadn't suspected at all, however, was the kind of manga it appeared to be.
Kel inhaled sharply in surprise as he saw the cover. He wasn't familiar with the title, but he didn't need to be. Prominently displayed on the cover was a none-too-tasteful drawing of two young men embracing and kissing passionately. Wide-eyed, Kel took in the cover more closely now. One of the men, he thought, looked an awful lot like him, right down to the tanned skin, toned body and brown mop of hair.
The other, he realized, bore a more than passing resemblance to Sunny …
Before Sunny cracked the manga open, he cocked his head to give Kel a sidelong glance. Realizing that he had been caught watching him, Kel managed to stutter out, "Y - You can't read that here! There are kids all around us!"
Sunny did nothing for a second, as if he were thinking of a retort, but then he shrugged and stowed the manga back in its bag. He showed no agitation. He went back to lying down and staring up at the sky, watching the wispy clouds drift slowly by.
Kel tried to distract himself with some people-watching, but his attention kept getting yanked back to the manga volume he had just seen. There was a lot to unpack, and he desperately wanted to, but he knew that he and Sunny were no longer close enough to discuss matters of sexuality so casually. Still he wondered: Is Sunny into guys? As he pondered that, he realized that his interest in the answer was more than just academic.
If he was being completely honest, Kel had to admit that he had wondered the same thing about himself from time to time. There were moments during impromptu wrestling matches, or intense games of pick-up basketball, when he could have sworn that his heart was racing from more than just physical exertion and the thrill of an athletic contest.
Of course, he had next to no intimate experience with anyone, regardless of their gender, but he always thought of girls and their naughty bits whenever he pleasured himself. Surely that meant that he liked them better, if not exclusively?
A Frisbee flying high overhead shook him out of his reverie. It was spinning delicately, blurring its rainbow color scheme. He watched as it soared clear over his head and the tops of the trees behind him.
"Hey, Sunny, did you see that Frisbee?" Kel asked.
Sunny nodded.
"Wanna go find it?"
Sunny made a noncommittal gesture, but rose. He picked up his vest and stuffed it into the paper bag next to his manga.
"Sweet! Let's go," Kel said, already on his feet and making his first foray into the forest before him. It was all Sunny could do to keep pace with him.
The forest around them was fairly dense, and the heavy overgrowth kept any grass from taking root. It would be a cinch to spot a brightly colored Frisbee against such a backdrop – assuming that it had landed on the ground and not gotten stuck in a canopy, that is.
"Call out if you see it!" Kel shouted as he went on ahead of Sunny. Not wanting to get left behind, Sunny redoubled his efforts to follow his friend, breathlessly tottering along behind him.
"Geez, Sunny, I'm worried about you," Kel said once he noticed how winded Sunny was from their brief excursion. "I know you don't like going out, but … maybe you can just jog in place while you watch TV or something?" There was genuine concern in his voice.
Sunny said nothing. He was doubled over with his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.
"Tell you what," Kel said kindly. "Let's forget about the Frisbee for now. Here's a nice spot where we can chill for a bit." Sure enough, just a few feet away from them, the forest opened up into a small grassy glade bathed in a narrow beam of sunlight. Kel walked over to it first. He closed his eyes and took a deep cleansing breath as the sunbeam washed over him. Still panting, Sunny walked over to Kel's side, but soon staggered his way over to the nearest tree and leaned against it.
"Ah," Kel sighed, shifting his focus from his friend to the gap in the canopy that had allowed the little glade to develop. "A little slice of heaven!"
Indeed, although they were just a couple minutes' walk away from the playground, they may as well have been on a different planet entirely. The air was heavy with the earthy fragrance of the woods, and aside from Sunny's soft panting, the symphony of the forest reigned supreme. Before long, Sunny finally caught his breath, and the rustling of the leaves and songs of the birds came to the forefront.
Kel decided to take a load off and seat himself on the carpet of grass at his feet. As he lowered himself to the ground, he carelessly tossed his shopping bag aside. It landed on its side and skidded towards Sunny, who looked up just in time to watch a small bottle slide out of it.
Ignoring the alarmed look which seized Kel's face at that moment, Sunny bent over to pick up the bottle. Once he read the label, his eyes went wide.
AstroSlide Personal Lubricant.
Sunny looked at Kel expectantly, with one of his eyebrows raised. Kel felt the need to explain, but nothing plausible was forthcoming.
"I, uh, well, that is, er, you know," Kel stammered as Sunny continued to stare. "It, um, you see, I use it for, ah …"
Sunny crossed his arms skeptically.
All the air seemed to go out of Kel. His tall frame slumped noticeably as he sighed. "Hell with it. What's the point in lying? Sunny, it's lube." Kel hesitated for an instant, but decided to go on. "I jerk off with it. Are you happy now?"
A faint smile emerged upon Sunny's lips. He blushed delicately, but his expression remained inscrutable. Kel didn't take this well.
"Are you judging me?!" Kel blustered, the tips of his ears reddening. "You're the one who busted out a dirty manga in the middle of a park full of kids!"
Sunny frowned and shook his head. He unfurled the top of his paper bag, reached in to retrieve the manga, and offered it to Kel. He hadn't anticipated this at all, but now that it was in his hands, he betrayed his eagerness by immediately flipping through its pages. Quickly, he realized that his judgment had been too harsh. The cover was clearly the most provocative thing about it; in fact, it appeared to be pretty standard slice-of-life fare.
Kel wondered why he felt a distinct disappointment at this.
He also realized he owed his friend an apology. Sheepishly, he handed the manga back to Sunny. "Sorry! I thought it was like that time I found that magazine in the trash. Remember that?" A faraway expression took hold on Kel's face as he recalled that day. "I ran straight to your house. I showed it to you and you got super nervous. I had to lie to your mom and say I was helping you put together a model airplane."
It was Kel's turn to blush. He went on, "We couldn't leave your room, 'cause then your mom would see there was no 'model airplane'. And that …" Kel trailed off. He noticed that Sunny was blushing as well. He also seemed to remember what had happened after that.
To his surprise, Kel felt his pulse racing at his temples. He took a moment to consider what to say next. "...That was a fun afternoon," he said at last. "But you definitely got the best of me that day."
Sunny narrowed his eyes and favored Kel with a quizzical frown.
"Why do you look so confused?" he asked. "You remember. Don't act like you don't. It's burned into my memory. I think about it all the time."
Sunny gave no sign of knowing what Kel was talking about.
Kel sighed. "Okay, okay, I'll say it. That was the day we found out that you have a bigger dick than me."
If Sunny had been blushing before, he was positively flushed now.
"But that was a while ago," Kel went on. "I bet if we had a rematch right now, things would be different."
Sunny crossed his arms and scoffed.
"Oh, you don't think so?" Kel demanded. A crazy idea bounced into his head just then. Acting upon it, he snatched his shopping bag back up and started rooting through it. "Let's settle this right now, then!" He pulled an object out of the bag that Sunny recognized as a tape measure. Sunny frowned.
"Why do I have it? I do odd jobs for the Fix-It shop. I need it to measure lumber before I cut it."
That answer seemed to satisfy Sunny, whose frown melted away. "But today," he went on, unable to keep a straight face, "it looks like we're going to be measuring wood of a different kind."
Sunny didn't laugh at this wordplay. Indeed, he looked completely unfazed. He did, however, unzip his pants.
The sound of Sunny undoing his fly rang out and sent a frisson of disorienting excitement up Kel's spine. He actually wants to do this, he thought excitedly. He composed himself quickly, however, and waved Sunny off. "Whoa! I'll go first. Just warning you, I'm going to set the bar pretty high." With that, he turned to face away from Sunny and pulled down his basketball shorts and underwear in one fluid motion. Once he did, he was surprised to see that he had already risen to the occasion fully. The circumstances were exciting him far more than he had anticipated.
Kel fumbled with the tape measure. Using one hand to stabilize his stiffness and the other to measure it, he homed in on his exact size. It was the first time he had ever seen his erection in the starkness of direct sunlight. It was, he thought at least, a pretty cute cock, if a bit shorter than he would have hoped. Like the rest of his body, it was well-built, smooth and brown, except at its base, where it burrowed down into a compact, curly tuft of hair. Willing himself to stand at full mast, he gave it one last measurement. He briefly considered lying, but figured Sunny deserved the truth from him.
"You're in trouble!" he said, doing his best to sound confident. "Looks like it's about thirteen centimeters." He swiveled his head back around to Sunny to gauge his reaction to this. "What do you think of that –"
The tape measure clattered to the ground as Kel finished processing what he had just seen.
Sunny had unbuttoned his shirt, creating a runway of skin that ran from his neck down to his waist. At its end stood a monument to Kel's resounding defeat.
Kel looked crestfallen. He didn't even need the tape measure to confirm: Sunny was the obvious winner.
"It's … so big," he said. Somehow, though, the disappointment he had felt just moments ago was receding, or more accurately being overtaken by some other emotion he couldn't quite pin down in the moment. Whatever it was, it emboldened him to do things he normally would never dare to do. He deliberately turned back around to face Sunny, watching his eyes as he did so.
Sunny's eyes immediately seized upon Kel's manhood. Kel noticed, with some hopefulness, that Sunny didn't look disappointed or turned off. In fact, he looked curious, even intrigued. Kel now felt almost deafened by the rapid pulse that was thrumming in his ears. He could deny it no longer.
He was aroused. Sexually.
"C - Can I …" Kel started, before realizing that what he wanted to do was too complicated to articulate. Instead, he kicked his basketball shorts off from around his ankles and took several steps toward Sunny, feeling his gaze upon himself the entire time. He was now standing directly in front of Sunny.
"Listen, Sunny," Kel said. He found the words difficult to speak, simply because his breaths had become short with excitement. "If - if I do anything that makes you uncomfortable, just punch me and I'll stop, okay?"
Sunny nodded.
With that, Kel looked straight into Sunny's eyes and started to touch himself. He took in every detail of his handsome and boyish face as he jerked himself, growing more and more eager with his stroking the deeper his gaze grew. It was more than just physical attraction, though, that drew Kel to Sunny. Their friendship had endured for so long, and through so much, that something just felt right about what was now happening — as if the universe had been rooting them on to this very moment all along.
Kel was so lost in thought that he missed the fact that Sunny had joined in. He shifted his gaze downwards from his face and watched Sunny stroke himself. Now that he had a better, up-close look, he realized that Sunny wasn't actually that much longer than him – the difference was probably an inch or less. What he was, though, was girthy. He had an aesthetically pleasing, well-proportioned cock, its shaft peppered through with veins that led downward to a cute black bush at its base.
Kel noticed that Sunny was still admiring his face. He was uplifted and relieved when he realized that Sunny found him attractive. At any rate, Sunny was undeniably into the moment. He shrugged his way out of his unbuttoned shirt and lifted his arms above his head to remove it completely. As he did so, Kel gasped.
"I - I see that you, ah, 'shave your armpits' like me," Kel said with a wink.
Sunny returned the wink without missing a beat.
It was a strange detail to fixate upon, no doubt, but it was emblematic of their relationship. Sunny was quiet and painfully shy, and Kel was anything but, yet somehow, their pairing just worked. There was no other way to look at it. Sunny always had a knack for making Kel feel more confident and secure. He certainly felt bold enough to take his basketball jersey off now – so he did. As he pulled it off, he felt Sunny's eyes drift to his armpits. He found that he didn't mind anymore — in fact, judging by the intensity of Sunny's stroking, it seemed that, if anything, he preferred them smooth.
As for the rest of his body, well, Sunny apparently liked it, too. What wasn't to like? Kel had the toned physique of a young athlete, and Sunny devoured it all with his eyes. Driven to new heights of excitement, he broke away and picked up Kel's shopping bag. Kel didn't have to ask what it was he was looking for. Soon Sunny was back, standing right before Kel, opening the bottle of lube and squeezing some out onto his fingertips.
Judging by Sunny's reaction, the difference was night and day. He closed his eyes sensuously as he began to work the lube in, ensuring that it covered every bit of his sizable manhood. He slowly jerked himself off, acclimating himself to the new sensation, occasionally releasing a ragged breath as he did so. Kel was about to ask for some lube for himself, but stopped when he saw Sunny reopen the bottle and put some more on his hand.
But Sunny didn't need any more. It was destined for someplace else.
Kel felt a breath catch in his throat as he felt Sunny's slick fingertips grace his hardness. He watched in disbelief as Sunny's smooth and uncalloused palm wrapped itself around his shaft and began to glide up and down his dick. The contact was foreign to them both, but soon they found a rhythm, and Kel did not hold back from making his pleasure known.
"Holy shit," he said breathlessly. "Th - that feels amazing."
Sunny took this as encouragement and tightened his grip slightly. Kel wanted to return the favor, but before he could ask, he felt Sunny grab him by the wrist with his free hand. He was guiding it to a mutually satisfying spot.
Kel had never before felt anyone's hardness in his grasp other than his own. It felt odd to him at first. He was unaccustomed to having so much to work with. But just as Sunny had earlier, Kel hit his stride eventually. At least, he figured he had from Sunny's reaction. He could feel it throbbing and pulsing as he worked it from base to tip at a relaxed pace.
"Does … does my dick feel good in your hand?" Kel asked.
Sunny nodded, and cocked an eyebrow at Kel as if he had the same question.
"I love how yours feels. I was worried since … I know you're used to having a bigger one in your hands," Kel admitted.
Sunny shook his head vehemently, then made a "chef's kiss" gesture with his free hand.
This was an immense relief to Kel, who now felt unfettered by his insecurities. He was free now to immerse himself within the delights of their contact without fear. So he did.
Sunny's stroking was sending him to an almost painful degree of hardness. He felt as though all that blood rushing to his rather modest manhood would surely cause something to burst. Still, it was much more pleasurable than it was uncomfortable, and he had no desire to stop.
Kel was so absorbed in the pleasure of their session that he hadn't noticed Sunny drawing even nearer to him. Then he was ambushed by an assault on his lips.
Kel felt the intensity that fueled Sunny's kiss immediately. He relinquished his grip on Sunny so that he could wrap both of his arms around him. Sunny gave himself up to Kel's embrace, running his hand through his hair as he continued to bestow urgent kisses upon his lips. Kel returned Sunny's kisses with one of his own, doing his best to express the passion and desire he felt for him in the moment. Sunny's tongue pressed up against Kel's lips, and Kel allowed him entry. All the while, Kel felt something warm and hard throbbing against his thigh.
Sunny slowly lowered himself, planting a trail of kisses down Kel's neck and chest. He felt Kel's chest expand with incoming air as he brushed his lips against his nipples — first one, then the other, and finally, with the aid of his fingertips, both at once. He suckled his way across Kel's solar plexus and ribcage and down past his abs. He was tickled by the fine hairs just under his belly button, until –
The tongue which had so recently been wrestling with Kel's was now licking the underside of something else entirely — something that hadn't gone the slightest bit soft during Sunny's kisses. It involuntarily bobbed with delight with each lick. Soon Sunny was growing more confident, reaching out with his tongue to Kel's sensitive tip and swirling around it. Kel shuddered as the new contact sent his nerve endings tingling. Before he could fully process this, he watched as Sunny shifted his weight from his kneeling position and lined himself up just right to take Kel's cock between his lips.
Sunny gently sucked on the tip of Kel's hardness. It twitched with pleasure between Sunny's lips. Encouraged by this feedback, he grasped his shaft loosely and started to stroke it while he swirled his lips around his head. He was pleasantly surprised by how much play he could get on it. It was longer than it looked.
"Oh, fuck," Kel gasped as Sunny started to take more and more of his dick into the confines of his mouth. He watched through eyes narrowed with passion as Sunny slowly took in more and more of him. He felt his tip brush up against something soft and fleshy. Sunny immediately coughed and suppressed a gag.
Alarm flared up in Kel's eyes. "Sorry!" he said.
But Sunny was already shaking it off. Undeterred, he picked up right where he had left off, being careful this time not to get too overeager. Kel still couldn't take his eyes off Sunny. He ran a hand through his hair, which was gently bobbing back and forth in cadence with his lips. He noticed that his eyes were shut tightly as he sucked. It crossed his mind that it might be even more arousing if they were watching each other instead.
"Open your eyes," he cajoled. "Look at me."
Sunny complied, opening his eyes and turning his gaze upward. Kel's hunch had been right. The sight of Sunny gazing longingly into Kel's eyes as he sucked took Kel's breath away.
"I love watching you," Kel grunted. "You're so fucking sexy, Sunny."
Kel meant what he had said. He wanted to make love to Sunny's mouth. He moved his hand from the top of Sunny's head to the back. Being careful not to be too aggressive, he slowly and gently thrust his hips into Sunny's mouth.
Sensing what Kel wanted to do, Sunny stopped his suckling and allowed him to dictate the pace. Kel pushed himself into the soft warmth, then withdrew just as slowly. Something just felt so right about it. He craved more. The sensation of Sunny's soft lips brushing against his head and shaft was simply indescribable.
Sunny began to tease Kel with his tongue as he worked his way in and out. Kel's breath was becoming more rapid, his moans louder and more frequent. Indeed, he became keenly aware of the pressure that was beginning to build up inside him, a pleasurable sensation that nonetheless also cried out to be released. He knew the feeling well from all of those times he had experienced it on his own. But this time, he knew, the stakes of failing to hold the pressure in were much higher. He wasn't just going to make a mess on his sheets this time.
He focused back on Sunny, and the sight of his handsome face servicing his throbbing manhood nearly sent him over the edge. He didn't want to stop, of course, but he didn't want to fill his friend's mouth with something he might not want, either. It was a dilemma for sure, but not enough of a deterrent for Kel to stop his thrusting.
He tousled Sunny's hair with one hand and maintained pressure on the back of his head with the other, sliding himself in and out all the while. "God, your face is so sexy," he whispered hoarsely, feeling compelled to continue despite knowing what would soon happen. He even upped his pace gradually, and even started pumping deeper, while still being careful not to jab Sunny in the throat.
Actually, it seemed that Sunny was getting used to the sensation. Kel slid himself in a little deeper than he had been, and when Sunny didn't so much as cough, he decided to push the boundary. Sunny's lips were engulfing more than half of Kel's shaft now, and, wanting even more, he kept pushing, slowly but firmly, until Sunny's lips had nearly drawn even with Kel's pubic hair.
Sunny didn't look uncomfortable at all.
"Does this hurt?" Kel asked, just wanting to make sure. Sunny flashed him a thumbs-up sign.
Even with a clear mind, Kel would have been hard-pressed to put into words how he felt in that moment, with his almost painfully hard cock sliding nearly entirely into Sunny's sensuous, silken mouth. But he didn't need words. One glance at Sunny's equipment, which was still rock hard despite the lack of stimulation, told him that there was nothing in the world Sunny would rather be doing.
There was nothing in the world Kel would rather be doing, either — but his body was telling him that he wouldn't be able to keep it up much longer. The pressure within him was building to a fever pitch.
Kel felt compelled to issue a warning. "Sunny!" he gasped, his voice raw with passion. "I'm about to shoot."
Sunny's ears perked up, but he was unfazed. If anything, Kel sensed his lips tighten around him slightly. It was all he could do to gasp out, "Where – where do you want it?"
Sunny pointed ambiguously at his head. Does he mean his mouth or his face? He knew he had mere seconds to decide. On an impulse, he hastily pulled his hips back to withdraw from Sunny's mouth.
"I'm cumming! Close your eyes," he managed to say just as he pulled out.
Sunny's brow creased as he shut his eyes tightly.
They were both just in time.
Kel didn't even have time to put his own hand on his hardness before he felt the tension within him release, in great shivering bolts that sent his entire body into convulsions. It seemed to unfold in slow motion. As pure pleasure coursed through him, he watched as stream after stream of sticky warmth issued forth and cemented themselves in streaks on Sunny's face. They shot out of him with considerable force, and the first few made Sunny flinch, but once he knew what to expect, he steadied himself and smiled, eyes still closed, as Kel unloaded onto him.
It was now Kel who was struggling to catch his breath. With buckling, wobbly knees, he was transfixed by the sheer intensity of his cumshot. When he jerked off, he topped out at three or four rather feeble spurts on a good day. He had lost count amidst the ecstasy, but the evidence that was still clinging to Sunny's face proved that he had doubled and maybe even tripled his usual output, both in volume and distance.
Kel was slowly drifting back to Earth, but he knew that they still had unfinished business. For one thing, Sunny's face was absolutely drenched, and Kel knew he would have to do something about that – he just didn't know what. Second, and more importantly, Sunny's hardness still beckoned to him, unresolved, unsatisfied.
As if reading his thoughts at that moment, Sunny took a deep breath and spoke for the first time that day. He wiped his eyelids with a fingertip and, without a trace of revulsion, licked Kel's cum off of it. "Mmm," he said, softly but sincerely. He opened his eyes and winked at Kel, who, to the surprise of them both, was still hard. Then, with mock impatience, he smirked and asked, "So, is it my turn now?"
Kel didn't hesitate. "It sure is," he answered, helping Sunny to his feet …
Thanks for reading my very first OMORI fic! I humbly ask for your feedback, so that I can make future fics better.
Also, if you'd like to see this expanded to a multi-chapter story or even a longfic, please let me know. I'd be more than happy to.
I hope you enjoyed this amalgamation of droppings from my perverted brain. ;) Until next time!
