Well, here's chapter two of my lover's story. Enjoy.
WARNING- Lemon ahead. If you do not like the thought of two guys making mad, hot, passionate love to eachother, thendo not readwhat is inbetween the breaks!
Iwill be seriously pissed if thisstory gets reported.It is an amazing story, and you were WARNED.
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CHAPTER 2
Yazu finished up eating the pepperoni pizza. He waited patiently for Kadaj to finish. Glancing around the kitchen, he noticed they had a huge knives collection.
"They're probably his mothers." Yazu thought to himself. Yazu didn't know much about Kadaj's parents. However, he knew enough that could make his mind wander.
"So, you ready to leave?" Kadaj walked to the sink, and carefully placed his plate on top of the other stacked dishes.
"Yeah, let's go," Yazu couldn't stop think about what event happened up stairs. The way Kadaj kissed him, and then turned Yazu down. Yazu watched Kadaj closely. When they arrived to Antacid, realization hit. How were they going to get inside?
They both looked young so they couldn't fake that they were older. They were only but 17, and under age. When they approached the front of the line, Kadaj hand motioned to a man wearing a long black trench coat.
"Hey Kadaj, how ya doin? Come on in," he smiled light-headedly and opened the door, "wait... Who is this snake you're bringing on in here?" He quickly closed the door and watched Yazu's every move.
"No worries, he is a friend of mine. A close friend," Kadaj smiled at Yazu and grasped his hand, "you can trust him." The man nodded and opened the door for a couple of other people.
"Well ok, go right in."
"Thanks." Kadaj lead the way. They strode in, and headed for the dance floor. The music was loud and battering. It made Kadaj want to dance.
"Dance with me." It was not an invite, it was a demand.
"Huh?" Yazu looked around like he didn't know what Kadaj asked.
"I said DANCE WITH ME!" He grabbed Yazu's arm while rolling and swaying his hips back and fourth. Yazu followed his sexy moves and let the music take him. Kadaj ran his hands down his sides and toward Yazu's hips. He began blushing heavily.
"Is this ok?" Kadaj asked while pulling off Yazu's black tank, "You seem like you're getting intensely hot."
"Yazu hesitated and said, "YE-" his voice trailed off, but he quickly caught it back up, "yes, its fine." They danced for hours. Their bodies were throbbing with pain from not resting in between songs. After a few hours later they went home.
"Where do you want to sleep?" Kadaj asked.
"With you." Yazu whished to take that back, he wasn't sure how Kadaj would react; Kadaj smiled.
"With me?" Kadaj began biting his lip as he slid off Yazu's shirt.
There, they explored each other, their tongues dancing again, their hands wandering, memorizing the flesh in its throes of passion. Their touches burned with need, with love, each gentle finger leaving a trail of flames.
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Yazu gasped as Kadaj took him in his toned arms, taking him close and grinding their hips together. Their arousals met together, bringing both the men to moaning. Yazu was already getting a hard on, he couldn't believe this was happening.
Kadaj couldn't suppress a grin as he took Yazu's erection in his hands, feeling the weight and the length of the member. Yazu moaned quietly, his eyes closing, his mouth opening as a silent gasp escaped his lips. Kadaj moved to capture Yazu in a kiss again, this time sparring for but a short time and moving lower down the man's perfectly toned chest, to his abdomen, where he licked down across the silky skin there. It's silky like his soft lips.
Kadja finally reached his destination, rubbing timidly at the head of Yazu's cock, collecting a small drop of lustrous liquid on his tongue. He did not need to wait for a response as Yazu immediately groaned, his hips making a spasmodic thrust. Kadja smiled with satisfaction before taking Yazu's member into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head before going down to take the entire shaft into his mouth.
Yazu arched his back, throwing his head to the side, and Grabbing Kadaj's soft bed sheets. He remembered how soft the bed was now. How he never felt anything as soft and comforting as Kadaj's bed was.
Through all the men Kadaj slept with, he'd never met one as reactive as Yazu was. Yazu was full of nerves ready to be caressed, each tangible part of him a center which easily expanded into an endless ripple which rocked the rest of his body. He did not want to finish Yazu off quickly; he wanted him to remember this night above all nights.
Kadaj moved nibbling lightly at the tender skin of Yazu's inner thigh, one hand still gently massaging his erection. Yazu was pleading, his hands buried in Kadaj's messy hair, trying to raise the man back to his aching arousal. Kadaj shook his head slowly, his eyes meeting Yazu. He would stop to get something.
Kadaj's arm returned a few moments later with a small bottle of scented oil. It was all they needed for now. It was a simple glass bottle, full of oil. Oil he will use to slide easier in and out. With less hurt to the virgin.
Kadaj unscrewed the lid and rubbed the liquid it contained onto his hands. Yazu stretched himself indolently over Kadaj's exhausted body. He began toying with the ring of muscle that was Yazu's entrance.
Yazu closed his fingers about the bottle and whimpered, moving his hips in an effort to get Kadaj's fingers inside him. He could hear the quick intakes of breath as Kadaj laughed silently, lovingly obligingly Yazu by pressing a lubricated digit deep into his small, tight passage.
He heard Yazu give a particularly load moan and an automatic thrust. He shook his head; this boy was unlike any other. Perhaps, he thought with a tranquil smile, that was why he had unexpectedly fallen for him. Perhaps, that was what made his body ache, his cock throb with need. Every movement, every moan, and every whine that Yazu made traveled straight to his groin and his pulsing member. As much as Yazu was in need, Kadaj needed it more, he had to plunge himself in that tight body, feel it writhing against him as he pumped inside and out.
Yazu spread his legs wider, and lifted his hips slightly when he was ready. There was no way to explain the need that was driving him, but it was like a scorching whip, driving him ever forward, pushing him towards Kadaj.
Kadaj entered Yazu slowly, pressing cautiously into him, not wanting to hurt him. At that moment, pain was the last thing on Yazu's mind as he moved, his hips thrusting downward to impale himself upon Kadaj's member. His body moved of its own will, uncontrolled by his mind, driven by the need and love for Kadaj.
Yazu closed his eyes, his entire frame trembling as Kadja withdrew in a liquid motion, nearly detaching himself entirely from him, and driving him wild. He panted, feeling small trickles of sweat travel down his forehead. Yazu whined, his entire face moving to his expression.
'So beautiful.' Kadaj though to himself as he drove into Yazus's body again, driving into the tight heat that gripped his cock from every direction. Kadaj thought he would die from the pleasure. No other man had ever felt as sweet, as tight, and as soft as Yazu did.
Kadja gasped, his body quaking with the power of his own thrusts as he entered Yazu over and over again. He never dreamed it could be like this, it was almost impossible to that there would be something this incredible, so he went as deep as he could, his hips moving rhythmically in slow strokes.
Glancing at the floor, Yazu's hands twisted in the sheets. Kadaj's cock filled him, stretched him, it fit him like a glove, so perfect it was already a part of him. He couldn't imagine living without it.
Kadja pounded harder and faster, urged by the shuddering frame the enflamed moans coming from the body beneath him. Yazu's legs came to wrap around his waist driving him still deeper within the man. Suddenly remembering Yazu's own unfulfilled desire, he reached a hand down to stroke Yazu's erection.
It was simple, that was all it took a complete circle of joining before Yazu cried out and climaxed, covering both their chests and stomachs with his warmejaculation. Kadaj came as well, at the strangled sound of Yazu's voice.
The moment seemed to last forever, time seemingly slowing as both their pleasures exploded from their bodies. When it was finally over, Kadaj laid himself beside Yazu. As he whipped the sweat off of Yazu, he lifted an open hand to pull the blanket from their sweating bodies to give them both some fresh air.
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Yazu smiled at Kadaj, "Kadaj, I love you."
"I love you too." Kadaj replied, creasing Yazu's cheek and kissing him tenderly on the lips before going to bed.
...TBC
And there you have it ladies and gentlemen! The second chapter of Little Boy Blue! Heh, review so I can put the third chapter out now, please!