Sensations - Chapter 1
What the hell was that? Pondered the young boy. Shuichi had been friends with Hiro for so long, but, only now is he getting these strange feelings for his friend. He would never dream of acting on it, as he wants to remain friends, but those feelings, the dream he had only moments ago had. He recalled the dream. Shuichi was with Hiro, they were in Hiro's room, his parents were gone as they normally are.
"Hey, Shuichi," Hiro looked over to him, a smile plastered on his face wickedly. Shuichi mindlessly looked to Hiro who craned his neck closer and closer, until they were inches apart, breathing recycled air from amongst one another.
"Wha-What is it, Hiro?" Shuichi asked, cocking his head to the left, he saw Hiro lick his lips, like he saw something he wants, something he needs. Suddenly, in one quick motion, they were intertwined, Hiro held Shuichi firmly in place and kissed him passionately. Shuichi's eyes widened as he felt the warm caress of his friend running his hand through his pinkish hair.
Shuichi felt an emptiness as Hiro pulled away and smiled softly, a thin trail of saliva between the two of them. He ran a hand across his chest, the bottom of it being bare from his quarter shirt he wore. "H-Hiro!" he groaned muffled by the tingles. "S-Stop it, this isn't right!"
A grin formed on Hiro's face and he peaked a kiss. "Then why are you excited?" he said with a smirk.
That's when he woke. Shuichi gasped, as he realized what it was, it was his inner feelings, the feelings he had stored deep within him, his eyes trailed down to his crotch where there stood tall a bulge hidden beneath the blanket. Slowly, his hands tossed off the blanket, his eyes fixated on the extended length of his member. He stared at it. He knew what it was, but he never found an interest in it, until now.
Shuichi played back the dream, and lowered a hand, teasing the head of his throbbing penis. He wanted the feeling to leave him, and through he's had this problem dozens of times, never had they been that strong before. He had to stroke it. He closed his eyes and sighed as he thought about Hiro. His body, his smile, his piercing eyes that could melt the most stone cold's heart. Shuichi was trying his best to muffle his moans and cries of pleasure he was feeling at the time.
Suddenly, his eyes shot open and he pushed his hips in the air, his cock spasming as he felt something leave his body, like a . . . like a rocket. His breathing was quickened and he kept his erection in his hand, firmly as he panted. Wanting to tell Hiro his undying love, but would he accept it? A few moments later, he fell into a deep sleep.