Anyone not interested in my private life may want to skip this part!

Hello, everybody. I know that I promised to write more often, but I haven't kept my promise. Truth is, writing used to be my coping mechanism for depression. I would read or write as a way to forget the pain I was is. Soon, though, I found a more efficient, less time consuming way to distract myself; self mutilation. I lost interest in the things I had previously loved like writing, watching anime, and reading books. Subsequently, I had more time on my hands. Time I used to perfect my outside shield. No one around me could tell how fucked up I was on the inside. No one knew that if they but lifted the sleeve of my shirt or got a peak at my legs, they would see dozens of old and new scars, and depending on the day, a couple festering wounds. Just a week and a half ago, I was sitting in the bathroom with my razor. Do you know what happened? I tried to take me own life. Would have succeeded had the razor I was using not been so dulled with age as to be almost edgeless. The next few days, I repeatedly asked for my counselor to see me, but she never got around to it. In that space of time I stole my sister's shaver pack and took the razors out of them. By the time I saw my counselor, I had no less than twenty wounds. Together, we went to the hospital, where they gave me a evaluation ( I lied to the evaluator; I couldn't stop myself) and sent me home with a list of self help groups to contact if I felt I needed assistance. I went home and harmed myself again. And again. I was so frustrated by the lack of forthcoming help that I stared down the chasm of death and felt it would be a reprieve from the everyday pain of life. I am still alive, obviously, as I am here to type this, but my time is coming. I am going to kill myself soon, but thought you all deserved an explanation as to why I started my works but won't be around to finish them. If you feel so inclined, you may continue on my works yourselves, putting in or taking out whatever information you like. I just hope that if any of you are suffering from depression, you get help before you end up like me. And if you do try to get help, and it isn't forthcoming, stick it out. Life may get better for you. DO as I say, not as I do.

Time for the story.

Laughing, Kazu rolled them over, ending up on top of his spent love, "My turn."

Agito just nodded, his heart skipping at the thought of Kazu's dick in his ass.

Smirking, Kazu sucked Agito's spent member into his mouth, teasing it as his middle finger probed his lover, kneading the pucker as gently as he could, knowing that how he did this one act would determine the future of his and Agito's relationship.

"Ah, fuck, Kazu!" Agito moaned, "Just stick it in already. I'll adjust when you start moving."

Kazu shook his head Agito's cock still caught between his plump lips. Kazu released his love and licked a trail up from Agito's inner thigh to his mouth, thrusting his tongue into his lover's mouth, allowing the younger boy to taste himself.

Agito moaned again, loving Kazu's breath upon his face, just slightly tinged with his own hot cum. "Fuck, you pretty boy. Just let me feel your puny cock in my ass."

Kazu smiled, "Now why would I do that? If I just go in thrusting we'll miss out on the first time rush. I want to take my time with you, Agito savor your perfection."

"Agito bit his lip, hating how much Kazu's words affected him. "Whatever. Just hurry the fuck up, you little piece of shit."

Kazu chuckled as he kneeled back between his little lovers bent legs, taking the smaller boys penis back into his mouth, sliding one finger into the other boy as he did. Agito mewled like a kitten was he felt his body expand to take on that finger. He had almost forgotten how good it felt to have something in his ass; someone in his ass.

"Oh, fucking god! Fuck! I can't take it! More, put more. I need it. God damn it, you fucking little bitch! Fill me up. Make me scream with your cock stretching my ass!"

Kazu felt himself leak at his lover's description. To have the foulmouthed boy screaming his name as he entered him was so erotic he could barely keep his hands from releasing the cock ring and following through with the image in his head.

He couldn't allow himself to be swayed though. He had to make this time perfect. If he didn't he knew that the other boy would find an excuse; any excuse, to break they apart.

Kazu moved his finger in and out of the other boy, marveling at the velvet feel of Agito's walls. "Damn, 'Gito, do you use biosilk to get yourself off or what?" Agito just shook his head, to out of breath to respond.

Kazu sucked the tip of Agito's cock as he put another finger in, scissoring them to make room for the next one, speeding up his preparation as he felt Agito hardening again.

"Are you ready Agito, or do you need more time?" Kazu asked, hesitant to start too soon, afraid to hurt his newfound mate.

Agito shook his head, "Go. I'm ready for you; just be careful when you get to the end, I tend to clamp down pretty hard."

Kazu nodded, sitting up so that he could position himself at the other boy's entrance. Slowly, almost unmoving, Kazu breached Agito's opening, all but screaming at the feel of that velvet wall encasing his rock hard member. "God, Agito. You feel so good."

Agito shook his head. "You feel great, Kazu. You're so thick. Fuck, it hurts so good."

Kazu froze, "You're hurting?" Kazu started to pull out, but Agito wrapped his legs around his slim waist. "I didn't say I didn't love it. Fuck, you little Nancy boy, just because you can't stand pain during sex doesn't mean everyone can't."

With that Agito pushed Kazu into him roughly, screaming his partners name as his prostrate was hit, writhing in ecstasy as Kazu began to thrust into him harshly, widening him with every move, driving him further into the abyss of pleasure.

Kazu panted as he watched Agito moan and twitch below him, knowing that he wouldn't last much longer when he took the cock ring off. Kazu began to feverishly fist the younger boy, releasing the cock ring with his other hand.

"Get ready, Agito. It's coming."

Agito came screaming seconds later, clamping down on Kazu, bringing the other boy with him.

Kazu froze as he felt himself empty into the other boy, his own hot seamen burning to the touch.

As Kazu collapsed unto Agito, he noticed for the first time that they had an audience; Branded and Broken.

"Shit," He mumbled, too drowsy to form a complete sentence, "When'd you guys get here?"

"We've been here, you boob. Although I must say, the two of you put on quite a show." Broken smirked.

"Well," Branded cut in, "Since you too are done, I guess it's our turn?"

Without another word, the two brothers went to work, sucking the other off.

"That's enough," a voice called from behind one of the stacks of boxes, "I think we've seen what we needed to."

Luna stepped out from her hiding place, dragging Ikki by his arm.

Sorry for the cliffy. Hope someone picks this up that can do something great with it!

Peace and love

-Bandon