Bankotsu had been out cold for only ten minutes when he woke up again, with an awful headache and even worse guilt burning inside him. 'Jakotsu was right - I can barely walk. Shit, I'll never drink that much again'. He managed to find some aspirines and returned to the sofa. 'I hope he's not mad when he finds out I'm still here. That is, if he even comes home before the morning...' His heart squirmed with fear and jealousy. At the same time, he was wondering, 'What if something happens to him?' and 'What if he just goes and sleeps with some guy?' He couldn't decide which would be worse.Bankotsu moaned, the headache was still going strong. He decided he should sleep a bit, now that he wasn't on the floor anymore. He drifted off to sleep with a single tear running down his face.
Forty-five minutes later, Jakotsu softly stepped inside. He closed the door behind him slowly and listened. Quiet snoring emanated from the living room. His heartbeat quickening, when he realized his friend was still there, Jakotsu walked towards living room. He saw Bankotsu, sleeping on the sofa. He looked a bit paler than normal and one of his arms was hanging over the side. The lights were still on, but Jakotsu shut them off. 'Too bright', he thought and sighed with relief when the comfortable darkness fell around him, the only light coming from streetlamps outside the window. Bankotsu shifted a bit in his sleep, but didn't wake up. Jakotsu stared at his friend's sleeping form. Without thinking, he lift his hand up to touch the hairpin.
He sat on the sofa, next to Bankotsu's head. 'He doesn't look like he's having a good dream'. The younger man looked worried, and every once in a while he mumbled something, but it was too quiet to be heard. Jakotsu gulped. 'Nothing ventured, nothing gained,' he decided and softly stroked Bankotsu's cheek.
"Mmm..." He started to stir awake. Rubbing his eyes, he slowly opened them. 'Oh good, my head doesn't hurt anymore.' It took a while from him to realize Jakotsu was looking right down at him, a slightly panicked look in his eyes. "Jakotsu. You came back... What time is it?"
'He doesn't sound like he's angry.' Jakotsu answered, "Around three... And yes, I came back. I have something to say."
Bankotsu sat up and shook his head. "No, I have something to say first."
They looked each other in the eyes and said, "I'm sorry" at the same time.
A moment of deep silence, before they both burst into relieved laughter, as they realized they had been afraid for nothing.
When he had laughed enough, Jakotsu put his hand on his friend's shoulder, smiling. "Forgive me for yelling at you. I didn't really mean it, I just lost my temper."
Bankotsu smiled back. "I know, and it's allright. But I shouldn't have pushed you away."
Jakotsu's heart made a little hopeful jump at this.
Bankotsu looked a bit awkward, but continued. "I mean... I got scared... And I was drunk... Well, I'm not exactly sober right now but at least I don't feel like throwing up anymore..."
They laughed.
"But my point is, it's - it's okay for you to kiss me... If you really mean it," Bankotsu said and blushed more than ever. Jakotsu's brain still hadn't fully processed his friends' words when he continued. "I feel something more than friendship when I think about you. I don't understand all of it yet, and I'm kinda scared too, but I know for sure it's alright as long as you feel something for me too... Do you?"
Bankotsu raised his head and looked Jakotsu in the eyes. The taller man could see the small hint of hope in the deep blue oceans he had always adored so much.
"Do I... Feel something for you?" He felt his thoughts were moving slower than ever, and Bankotsu started to look worried. Then a large smile spread across Jakotsu's face.
"You have no idea, Bankotsu", he whispered, pulling Bankotsu into a passionate embrace, claiming his lips for the third time in the last twenty-four hours.
Bankotsu felt a shiver full of hotness and extacy running through his entire body and threw his arms around Jakotsu to pull him even closer. Suddenly everything was so right, his emotions were clear and Jakotsu's painted lips on his and the warm hands around his waist, felt better than anything ever before.
Jakotsu was feeling something among the same lines; Bankotsu's reaction had surprised him and yet it filled him with an aching need and lust. 'Don't scare him', Larry's voice said in his head and he pulled back a bit. "Are you scared?" he asked, his breath hot against Bankotsu's ear.
"No," was the breathless answer. "But I want more."
The words had an effect on Jakotsu; he felt blood rushing between his legs. But he didn't want to ruin this, so he had to make sure. "Are you sure? You're not gonna kick my ass in the morning?"
Bankotsu trailed his tongue over Jakotsu's neck and older man gasped. "Yes, I'm certain", Bankotsu said, looking his friend in the eyes again.
A playful smile tugged at Jakotsu's lips. "Then I'll have to tell you that I found my black thong."
Bankotsu looked confused, but chuckled a bit anyway. "Okay... So where is it?" Jakotsu pulled the shorter man on his lap.
"I'm wearing it", Jakotsu whispered and slid his hands under Bankotsu's shirt before their lips met again.
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-Five minutes later-
"Ouch!" Bankotsu's yelp caught Jakotsu's ear, and he frowned.
"What?"
The younger man was lying on Jakotsu's bed. He pulled something from under his back. "You dropped me right on your idiotic cell phone."
Jakotsu giggled; after some intense moments on the sofa, he had carried Bankotsu to his bedroom and was now standing at the foot of his large bed. "Don't you dare blame my innocent phone! Just give it to me, so I can punish you for being so rude."
With a dirty smile reflecting the one on Jakotsu's face, Bankotsu gave him the cell phone, which he placed on a chair next to the bed. It was soon followed by Jakotsu's pink top. Stretching his naked upper body, Jakotsu let out a moan of satisfaction, making Bankotsu breathe heavily and stare at him with glassy eyes.
Jakotsu turned his flawless ivory back at Bankotsu and stretched a bit more before slowly removing the blue hairpin. He looked at his friend over his shoulder and smiled. Silky black hair fell, just touching the middle of his back, and his black eyes were gazing at the man on the bed with pure lust.
Bankotsu had opened the buttons of his shirt, smiling invitingly. With a quick, graceful movement Jakotsu was on the bed, creeping over Bankotsu. He licked the younger man's neck. Bankotsu moaned, and cupping Jakotsu's cheek, he brought their lips together once again. While he was caressing the lean muscles on tall man's lower back, he suddenly felt Jakotsu's erection, imprisoned behind the leather pants, meeting his own. Bankotsu's eyes widened, he whimpered into the kiss, arching up against the slender body above his.
Jakotsu smiled, but unable to resist the hot skin of Bankotsu's chest, he broke the kiss and moved lower. Bankotsu protested low in his throat, turning it into a loud moan when Jakotsu opened the zipper of his jeans and put his hand inside. A teasing tongue was trailing over Bankotsu's chest, pausing to gently tease a nipple once in a while.
The younger man whimpered, and unable to think clearly, he sctratched Jakotsu's back with his nails. This turned the cross-dresser on even more, and he roughly pulled himself off Bankotsu, who let out a desperate cry.
"Shh... I'm just gonna get both of us out of our pants..." Jakotsu smirked and grabbed the waist of Bankotsu's jeans. He eagerly lifted his hips up off the bed and the jeans were stripped off him and thrown on the floor, his underwear following soon after.
Bankotsu lay naked on the bed, biting his lower lip and blushing a bit. Jakotsu watched him hungrily for a moment, before he started swaying his hips a bit, as if dancing along with music. He moved seductively, before opening his zipper, slowly starting to ease his leather pants off hips. Now Bankotsu saw before him the image that had haunted him before in the shower in a real life version: Jakotsu throwing his long black hair back, moving his slim body to the beat of nonexistant music, dressed in "The Black Thong". His breath caught in throat when Jakotsu crawled back on the bed, signaling with his hand for Bankotsu to sit up. He did so, and Jakotsu's smile was beautiful and dangerous.
The cross-dresser leaned forward to press his lips against Bankotsu's. The fiery kiss didn't last long, for Jakotsu soon pulled back, placing his lips on Bankotsu's hard member. He moaned and would have fallen over onto his back, if it wasn't for Jakotsu's hands holding his, helping him to stay up. Jakotsu was getting major satisfaction out of his friend's desperate cries, using his tongue and mouth with amazing skill. Bankotsu couldn't remember feeling so good, so hot, ever before. Jakotsu licked and sucked, his head bobbing up and down, making Bankotsu tremble with pleasure. He nearly climaxed, but Jakotsu noticed it and stopped. He had a sadistic smile on his lips but loving look in his eyes. Getting up on his knees, his black thong was now on the same level with Bankotsu's face. The younger man was dizzy after the treatment that had so suddenly ended, but found his focus again when Jakotsu placed his tanned hands on both sides of his ivory hips and whispered, "Ban-chan... Your turn?"
Bankotsu smiled up at him, pulling his body closer and kissing the cross-dresser's lower stomach. He slowly pulled off the thong and blushed again. Bankotsu hesitated a bit; he had never touched another man like that... But when Jakotsu's hand cupped his cheek and lifted his face up for a kiss, it was warm and tender. Turning more passionate when their tongues met, their desire grew even more. Finally Bankotsu broke the kiss. He smirked and bent his head down to lick the tip of Jakotsu's arousal. He heard a gasp from above him, and growing more confident, he opened his mouth and took the hard member in his mouth. Jakotsu groaned and squeezed the tan shoulders. They continued like that for a while, Bankotsu trying different styles to see, or more likely hear, what Jakotsu liked the most, while Jakotsu marveled, in the back of his hazy mind, at how much better sex was with someone he really cared for.
A couple of minutes later, Jakotsu gently pulled Bankotsu's braid, making the shorter man stop and lick his lips. The cross-dresser pushed his friend down on his back again, capturing his lips with his own. They embraced, getting as close as they could, and the warmth of Bankotsu's body against his own made Jakotsu whimper softly into the kiss. He broke the kiss, licking his fingers; he reached down between Bankotsu's legs. He found the entrance and gently slipped his finger inside, licking the tanned neck at the same time.
Bankotsu was panting loudly; he grasped Jakotsu's shoulders and moved his hips. 'Oh gods that feels good...' Their erections touched each other and it made Jakotsu moan; he wouldn't last much longer...
When he pulled his finger out, Bankotsu gasped and looked at his friend wide-eyed.
"Are you ready, Bankotsu?"
The younger man blinked and kissed him. "Yes..."
Jakotsu got up on his knees again, placed himself between Bankotsu's legs and touched his cheek. He stroked other man's arousal, while grabbing a tube of lubricant from the drawer in his bedside table with his other hand. Soon he had covered his own cock with it. Deciding the noises Bankotsu made were desperate enough; he carefully pushed himself inside shorter man, still caressing his manhood. Bankotsu arched his back and cried out; Jakotsu's eyes had an edge of panic in them. "Are you alright?"
Bankotsu panted. "I guess... It feels... quite good, actually..." he lied. "Just... be gentle." He chuckled nervously, and Jakotsu's shoulders relaxed.
The cross-dresser smiled. "You know I won't. But I'll do my best not to hurt you." He bent his head down and kissed Bankotsu's chest. "Brace yourself, Ban-chan."
Jakotsu started thrusting, slowly at first, but when Bankotsu appeared to be enjoying himself, he gradually quickened his pace.
The younger man panted loudly, his half-closed eyes focused intently on Jakotsu's beautiful face. Bankotsu felt simply unbelievable; every thrust brought waves of ecstacy with it. The pain was quickly fading, replaced by a fiery pleasure. He grabbed Jakotsu's shoulders and squeezed them hard. The taller man smiled and leaning on Bankotsu, he kissed him. The sudden change in position made Bankotsu cry out in pleasure. He lifted his legs, wrapping them around Jakotsu's back. Throwing his arms around Jakotsu's neck, Bankotsu felt like he was going to drown. "Jakotsu... more... please... ahhh!... please... make me..." He moaned loudly. "Make me... scream your name... oh Jakotsu... harder!"
His effeminate friend was glad to follow Bankotsu's order; he thrusted harder, deeper, faster, and somehow Bankotsu managed to get his hand between their bodies, grabbing himself. As Jakotsu licked the tanned neck, Bankotsu stroked himself. The harder the cross-dresser thrust, the more the younger man moaned, and knew he wouldn't last more than few seconds. Just then, he felt Bankotsu tense up, and looking at him, he saw the younger man's eyes go wide. Taking a deep breath, Bankotsu screamed Jakotsu's name like he promised, his muscles clamping down on the cross-dresser's erection. It was all Jakotsu needed to push him over the edge, and he called out Bankotsu's name as he climaxed. When the ecstacy weakened its hold, Jakotsu pulled out and let his body fell next to a trembling Bankotsu. For a while they lay there, panting, before Jakotsu threw his arms around the shorter man and pulled him close.
Bankotsu was the first one to speak. "Why did you come back? You seemed so angry." He stroked Jakotsu's cheek.
Jakotsu, resisting his urge to purr at the soft touch, absent-mindedly sctratched Bankotsu's back with his long nails. "I met this weird guy at the bar..." he started, but Bankotsu frowned a bit at that, so he quickly continued, "It wasn't like that, I was just sitting at the bar and he came over to chat with me. Or more like to shrink me. He seemed to notice I was cranky, I have no idea why..."
Bankotsu laughed at this; when Jakotsu was being moody, only a blind and deaf person would not be able to notice it.
"...Anyways, I found myself telling him about you, about my feelings for you, and he told me to speak with you and not to scare the fishsticks outta you while doing it."
Bankotsu nodded. "I see... It's not like you to agree with some random guy telling you how to live your life, though."
Jakotsu smiled. "It's not. But I was miserable and missed you. I felt bad about leaving you alone too. And what were you doing here while I was gone anyways?"
Bankotsu looked at him sheepishly. "Well, first I threw up -"
"WHAT?!"
The tanned man couldn't help but smile at Jakotsu's expression. "It gets better, next I fainted."
Jakotsu rolled his eyes. "Oh dear gods... It seems I just can't leave you alone, can I?"
Bankotsu held him tighter and brushed his lips against the other man's. "I don't wan't you to," he whispered and Jakotsu's heart was filled with love. He embraced Bankotsu, kissing him deeply, and decided this was the best birthday ever.
His thoughts were interrupted when Bankotsu's naked body pressed tighter against his and he felt a certain portion of his lower anatomy spring to life again. He broke the kiss. "I think I really love you, Ban-chan," he confessed with a smile that could have melted a snow castle.
Bankotsu blushed again, but smiled. "I love you too." Suddenly he felt a hand on his hip, moving steadily towards his groin. The hand found its target and Bankotsu gasped.
Jakotsu smiled wickedly. "Thank you, sweetie. But now, I'm still not quite tired enough to sleep so I'd like to make you scream a bit again..." When the red lips met his, Bankotsu happily gave up and arched against his lover, smiling inwardly. 'Now let's just see who makes whom scream,' he thought as the pleasure took him over.
The End
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