This one is dirty. I'm not gonna deny it. And I'm warning you now that this is dirty. So if you can't handle it, don't read it. It's not as dirty as it could be or as dirty as this story probably will be in the future, but it's still pretty dirty.

"Hey, you wanna go get something to eat?" Demyx leaned over the arm of the chair and smiled at Zexion. "We're going to the burger joint down the street."

"We." Zexion murmured and flicked the controlled to change the channel. "No thanks." Zexion said quietly and Demyx pouted as he sat on the arm of the chair, his favorite spot in the house, in the world.

"He's really not that bad." Demyx whined softly, making Zexion's heart tug a little.

"I'm just not hungry." He insisted but that same pout plagued the sweet boy's face. "Honestly. I'm fine. Just have fun." Zexion forced a smile to spread across his face and Demyx smiled back, though his eyes flickered with something deeper. Those damn tricky eyes.

"Ok then. Bye Zex." Demyx lightly patted his brothers head as he stood. And just as he stood, a car honked outside. Demyx grinned and waved as he opened the door and skipped outside towards the tiny red sports car now sitting the driveway. "Hi baby!" Demyx leaned over and kissed the boy in the passenger seat. The driver raised his hand and slicked his fiery red hair back with a smirk tainting his face.

"Hey babe." Axel leaned on the wheel and looked at the house. Zexion stood at the window and glared at him. Axel shuddered. "Your brother gives me the creeps." He said as he started to hand over fist the wheel and back out.

"Be nice." Demyx leaned further into his seat, seemingly trying to disappear into the vinyl, and turned his head to look out the window, watching the green blurs whiz by as Axel sped faster down the suburban street.

"Is he gay?" Axel asked absentmindedly and Demyx narrowed his eyes at him.

"Why do you care?" Axel looked at the blonde with wide eyes and then chuckled.

"Chill. I was just curious. You know you're the only one I want." Axel ran his finger along Demyx's jawline, making the boy smile, blush and shudder gently all at the same time. Axel was amazing. Not in every sense. He was rude and annoying. He could be harsh and cruel at times. He was always looking at other guys, always flirting with waiters at restaurants, always licking his lips seductively when a slightly younger boy passed by; and it's not even like Axel was an old man. He was 20. He was a sophomore at community college. But still, he productively lusted after underclassmen, sophomores and freshman, sometimes ignoring his senior boyfriend. He was perverted and sex obsessed. And Demyx had never liked to consider himself a slut. He wasn't. Demyx was looking for love, not a good fuck. But since Demyx was young and impressionable, he had been easily taken in by Axel's act. Pretending to love to fuck the poor boy. It's not like Demyx didn't really know this, but he chose to push it deep down and ignore it for now. But damn. Axel was great in bed. If nothing else, Demyx had to give him that. For now, Demyx could look past Axel's major outstanding flaws in the outside world just to be able to stay with him in bed. Everything Axel did to Demyx made him shudder and moan and bite his lip to try and hold back a cry of pleasure. But sometimes Demyx thought that maybe this had been going on for too long. Since he was 17 now and he had been 14 when him and Axel had gotten together.

Demyx sat alone on a couch, listening to the pumping music and lightly bopping his head. He had no idea why he had come to this stupid party. He wished he had just stayed home like Zexion had suggested. Why didn't he listen to him more often? He was always right. Demyx sighed and rested his arms on the back of the sofa, leaning his head back and staring at the ceiling.

"Hey there beautiful." He heard someone say and his head shot up. In front of him stood a tall, extremely skinny red head with tattoos under his bright green eyes that seemed to lock onto him like a target. Demyx's body unintentionally slumped over, his arms dragging forward and resting on his legs.

"H-hi." Demyx stuttered and cursed silently when he felt his face start to turn crimson. The red head however only smirked and sat down on the sofa next to him, raising his own arm and putting around the boys shoulders. He looked at the blonde who looked back with widened, surprised eyes.

"I'm Axel." The red head said and Demyx nodded gently, not knowing exactly how to respond. Axel set to work right away, no time for talking. He gently stroked Demyx's cheek, making the younger boy close his eyes and open his mouth slightly which Axel took full advantage of. He leaned forward immediately and pressed his lips against the boy's open mouth and ran his tongue along the inside of his bottom lip. Axel moved his hand smoothly through Demyx's hair and pulled his mouth closer, pushing his tongue farther into the boy's mouth. Demyx moaned in Axel's mouth, making him smirk and pull back. But it wasn't for long. He kissed Demyx's neck right below his ear and slid his tongue over the contours of the thin jawline, back to the mouth and licked the lips instead of kissing them. Demyx sat there in a pleasurable confusion. Sure, Demyx was gay. He'd known that for about two years now. And sure, he had kissed boys. But never like this. The extent of Demyx's homosexual experiences had been sleeping over at a friends house and wrestling which led to innocent groping which led to not innocent groping; to curious looks under pants (just to make sure they looked the same, to make sure they were both normal), to deciding that they should practice kissing for when they wanted to kiss girls (though Demyx knew he'd never want to kiss a girl, but knew that if he told the other boy this, the experimentation would stop), to lightly touching just to see what it felt like (which was when Demyx realized that he liked boys and only boys, that he didn't want a girl to touch him the way this other little boy just had). So Demyx sat there and let Axel kiss him and lick him and touch him and eventually, he allowed Axel take his hand, pull him up and start up the stairs without saying a word. Demyx lingered outside a door only for a mere moment before he followed Axel into the dark room. He closed the door behind him and leaned against it for the assurance of being able to escape quickly if he changed his mind. But Axel would have none of that. He came over, grabbed both his hands and pulled him over to the bed. Demyx was pushed down gently and he sprawled mindlessly out. He felt Axel's hands traveling up his body and under his shirt, his lips pressing against the bottom of his stomach as he unbuttoned his jeans. Demyx bit his lip and had second thoughts for half a second before Axel ran his tongue along the tiny edge of skin above his boxers. His tongue like a car, a slow car traveling along the road of Demyx's tummy, traveling up until the car turned into lips, kissing Demyx's neck until he came to his ear. "Ever done this before?" Axel whispered almost musically into his ear and Demyx shook his head, not able to make words escape his tightening throat. He could almost hear Axel's smirk widen. "Don't worry. I'll take good care of you." Demyx at that moment felt warm and safe as the promise of being taken care of, in sexual terms or not, washed over him, like lukewarm bath water from when you were young. Demyx nodded and Axel chuckled. One hand lingered under Demyx's shirt and slowly started to lift it up. The other hand traveled north, under the elastic band of the boxers and the unbuttoned jeans. Demyx unwittingly lifted his hips as he felt Axel's temperate hand wrap around his penis, making Axel smirk again and slowly start to gently rub. Demyx moaned quietly as Axel started to quicken the pace and kissed his neck, keeping up with the rhythm of his pumping hand. Demyx wailed with enjoyment as he felt himself give in Axel's hand. His face automatically flushed.

"S-sorry." Demyx mumbled, completely embarrassed at his loss of control. Axel just chuckled and kissed his neck once more.

"For what? That's the purpose of everything I just did." Axel whispered along Demyx's neck. "Now would you like to try?" Axel hovered above Demyx and looked down with a toothy grin, white teeth that practically glowed in the moonlight seeping in through the window.

"I've never...done that."

"That's alright, I'll walk you through it." Axel said as he caressed Demyx's cheek again. He sat up and leaned against the bed post. Demyx stood on the floor and pulled his tight jeans off, letting them slink down onto the ground. He stepped out of them and kneeled on the bed. Axel unbuttoned his own pants and maneuvered to slip them down some, including his boxers. Axel sat in front of Demyx, completely exposed but somehow he didn't look vulnerable. Demyx looked on with wide eyes. He had always thought naked was the same as vulnerable but apparently it wasn't because Axel sat there with a smug grin, completely self confident with his pants down.

"What do I do?" Demyx asked and looked at Axel with the same surprised eyes. Axel just continued to grin.

"Come here." Axel said and motioned his head in a beckoning. Demyx shuffled over on his knees, lifting one up and over Axel's own legs so that he straddled Axel's knees. He looked down again at the exposed genitalia.

"Now what?" Demyx asked, feeling himself get excited now. This whole new prospect of sexual freedom was exhilarating.

"Whatever you want." Axel replied softly and Demyx bit his lip. He leaned down and lightly touched his lips to Axel. He felt it slowly harden under his lips. He smiled and did it again. It was like a science project. 'If you combine subject A with subject B, how does subject B respond?' Demyx decided that he needed to further experiment, for the sake of science. Demyx took a lesson from Axel and ran his tongue along the edge and Axel moaned. 'Interesting.' Demyx thought in a faux British accent in his head. Demyx giggled and repeated himself twice. Each time Axel moaned quietly. Finally, Demyx wrapped his mouth around the member and heard Axel moan louder now. He started to allow it deeper and deeper with each thrust of his head, back and forth, back and forth. Suddenly, Axel laid his hand on the back of Demyx's head and pushed down some. Demyx's eyes watered as he choked some but it was a brilliant sensation. He enjoyed it. He enjoyed the feel of something so thick and solid in his mouth. It was comforting somehow, almost like a pacifier like when you were young. Axel groaned and shuddered gently. Demyx smiled and ran his teeth softly over it but then quickly gorged it again. Axel cried out and gripped Demyx's hair and finally released into Demyx's mouth. Without even having to think, Demyx swallowed like a natural reflex. He pulled away, wiped his mouth and smiled at the now panting red head. "You're sure you've never done this before?" Axel asked and leaned forward. He grabbed the back of Demyx's head and kissed him roughly. "Yummy." Axel whispered into his mouth.

That was another bad thing Demyx thought as he was pulled out of his memory. Axel was completely narcissistic. Every time Axel came into Demyx's mouth, Axel would kiss him, as if he loved his own taste. He was constantly looking into any mirror he could find. Once, Demyx remembered being bent over the edge of the bed, gasping and holding back tears, gripping the blanket in pain, and he looked across the room. Axel's dresser was straight in front of the bed with a huge mirror and as Demyx looked up for a split second through wincing, he saw Axel watching himself powerfully ram into the fragile boy. He was always too rough too. Any time Axel wanted to penetrate him, Demyx cringed at the thought but agreed anyways, knowing that he would get his orgasm too. He only needed to endure about 20 minutes of pain pushing on pleasure until Axel would remember him and finally lean his hot, sweaty chest down onto Demyx's back, kissing the back of his neck, still bucking his hips back and forth as he reached around to grope Demyx, finally making him moan with pleasure.

"You wanna go back to my place?" Axel asked and looked at Demyx who looked at him with a blank expression. He ran everything through his mind, the crude, rough, vain Axel versus the amazing orgasmic Axel.

"Sure, let's go." Demyx nodded and giggled gently as Axel pushed his foot to the floor and turned quickly down his street.

Yea I know you guys didn't sign up for AkuDem, but it's important to the story. It will not be AkuDem forever, promise! But I need time to set everything up, so you'll just have to enjoy or at least read AkuDem for a little while.