Riku and Sora Make a Porno-Uncensored!

Chapter 4: Of Keyblades and Keyholes

KEY: Anything surrounded by / / is something Riku is thinking/dreaming. Anything surrounded by // // is something Sora is thinking. Anything surrounded by /// /// is something Riku and Sora are thinking simultaneously.

WARNINGS: Lemon dream! Oral, wet dream, and some masturbation and sex toy references.

Riku moaned, writhing around on the dilapidated living-room couch in his sleep. He unconsciously thrust his bulging cock up into his hands, stroking it hard, then moaned again at the images running through his mind.

/He was walking along a beach at nighttime, alone. The midnight-blue ocean sparkled with millions of tiny diamonds, and a light breeze ruffled his hair, causing the sand to blow like fine silk. It made quite pleasant crunching noises under his feet as he walked. The full moon hung in the sky above like a huge, cream-colored lamp, and the stars twinkled like precious gems./

/“Riku!”/

/Gasping slightly with surprise, Riku scanned the beach for whoever had spoken, eyes wide. No one was there. Riku fervently hoped this wasn’t one of those dreams where the Goo Monsters jumped out and ate him.../

/“Riku…you came.”/

/And right in front of him, suddenly just there, was Sora. The ocean breeze blew his brunet spikes around his head like a halo, and his cerulean eyes were positively shining with happiness. But the thing that really clinched it for Riku was that Sora wasn’t wearing his usual hoodie and tank top. His baggy black pants were on, as usual, their many zippers and buttons glowing faintly in the moonlight and two slim yellow belts wrapped around the hips. Sora’s huge yellow and black sneakers made firm, crisp prints in the sand below him. But he was completely topless, giving Riku a clear, unobstructed view of his firm, toned abs and dusky pink nipples./

/Riku didn’t know who had moved first, who had touched who first, or even what exactly had happened. All he knew was that Sora’s lithe body was suddenly in his arms, and he was gently kissing those soft pink lips. “I’ll always come for you, Sora,” he murmured, softly kissing the brunet again./

/“You were so late tonight…I was waiting for hours,” Sora murmured, leaning against Riku’s chest. “I thought you weren’t coming.”/

/In response, Riku kissed Sora hard, teeth clashing and tongues tangling. “I’ll never leave you,” Riku gasped when the two broke apart for air, before recapturing Sora’s lips in another mind-blowing, lip-bruising kiss./

/“Make love to me, Riku,” Sora whispered, reaching up and caressing Riku’s jawline with soft fingertips./

/With a lecherous grin that reminded him faintly of Axel, Riku pushed Sora down onto the sand, straddling his hips. Fumbling slightly with excitement, Riku unzipped the fly on Sora’s pants and pushed them down his hips, exposing his slim legs. Riku then took Sora’s arousal in his hands and began to stroke it up and down, his own cock growing hard against his pants as he went./

/Sora was making the most delicious mewling sounds as Riku stroked, and the silver-haired boy began kissing and licking at those dusky pink nipples as well, turning them into hard, firm buds. He kissed, nibbled, and licked his way down to Sora’s abdomen, dipping and swirling his tongue in the belly button and leaving a trail of hickeys as he went./

/Sora cried out in delight as Riku reached his groin and slowly began to kiss along his hard, pulsing shaft. “Say my name, Sora,” Riku whispered, blowing gently against the tip./

/“R-Riku!”/

/“Now what do you want?” Riku began blowing breaths of hot air against Sora’s engorged member, gently squeezing the tip with two fingers./

/“Ah! Riku…please…ergh…I want you inside me.”/

/Smirking again in an Axel-like way, Riku took all of Sora’s cock into his mouth, rubbing his hands along the boy’s abdomen and occasionally tweaking his nipples as he went. Riku then began to suck hard, tickling slightly with his tongue as he went. Enjoying the way his lover sounded, Riku hummed against his member every now and then, causing an especially loud and delighted cry. His own cock was pushing painfully hard against his pants, and he picked up the pace, desperately needing release./

/“Riku, please, I’m so close…” Sora groaned, and Riku came down on him faster and harder, knowing their blissful orgasms were only moments away. Sora was making the most beautiful sounds, and Riku didn’t think he could last much longer-/

“Riku?”

Ice-blue eyes snapped open immediately upon hearing the soft, concerned voice, and Riku’s beautiful dreamscape of a moonlit beach vanished. Above his face, he saw Sora’s bright blue eyes looking down at him with concern. The brown spikes of his hair were even more unruly, since he’d just gotten out of bed. Riku was caught between wanting to sigh at how cute he looked and wanting to swear profusely because his dream of Sora had been interrupted. By Sora.
Oh, the irony.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” Sora relaxed his tense posture and collapsed in a heap next to the couch. “What were you dreaming about, dude? I kept hearing you yell ‘OH DEAR GOD, SORA!’ from the bedroom.”

/He heard that!? Son of a-/ “It was nothing,” Riku’s mind worked frantically at coming up with a believable lie. He blushed a deep scarlet at the memories of his dream, glad that it was dark and Sora couldn’t see his face. “I dreamt we were…playing blitzball, is all. You threw the ball at my head real hard.”

“…Oh. I was wondering if I was dying or something. You were really…vocal. I was just about to wake you up.”

“Hey…” Riku noticed the bundle of clothes in Sora’s lap. “Is that my underwear?”

Now it was Sora’s turn to blush and be grateful for the cover of darkness. “Uh, yeah, I was just gonna…do some laundry.”

“Its-“ Riku checked the digital clock glowing on the coffee table. “-two AM.”

“I-I know that.” //Come on, Aoyagi, think!// “I was just putting it in the hamper for later. Y’know, since I’m up and all.” Sora stood up, hiding Riku’s hot pink boxers in his shirt as he did so. “You should go back to sleep. I mean, we’re filming tomorrow, so we need to be rested.”

Sora padded back into the bedroom, and Riku turned over, cursing at the hard bulge in his pants. /Just freaking great. I’ll need to masturbate for an hour to fix this now./

In the bedroom, Sora was breathing deep sighs of relief that Riku hadn’t remembered Laundry Day wasn’t for another week.

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“What the hell is that, Roxas?”

“It’s a Keyblade, of course,” Roxas answered as if everyone should be able to recognize one on sight, and perhaps have long and interesting conversations about it as well.

Riku gave him a blank stare.

“Oh, come on, man! You don’t know about Keyblades!?” Roxas waved the cheap plastic toy, covered in gold and silver glitter, in front of Riku’s face.

Blink. Blink.

Roxas sighed. “Axel gave it to me as some kind of sex toy, OK?” He hissed under his breath.

Riku snorted with laughter. “WHAT!?”

“It’s got a Mickey Mouse head…” Sora was at Roxas’s elbow, tugging on the Keyblade’s handle as he examined it.

“Stop grabbing at it!” Roxas yanked the formidable weapon/sex toy to his chest. “You’ll break it!”

Sora stared at him blankly.

“Axel made it, alright? Will you lay off now?”

“Oh, well then, no wonder it looks retarded,” Riku rolled his eyes.

“I think I may have heard a little bunny mention me in a not-so-bunnyful way…” A spiky red head poked out of the kitchen, where Axel was setting up the camera behind the kitchen table after Roxas had asked him to “stop zooming in on the actors’ asses.”

“How did you know Riku was talking about you?” Sora asked.

Axel tapped his head. “I’ve got Riku-Is-Insulting-Me-Right-Now radar, obviously!”

“Bastard…” Riku muttered under his breath.

“I heard that, Rikee!”

“Let’s get started, shall we?” Roxas said quickly, as Riku looked determined to start up World War III with Axel, blackmail or no blackmail. “Is the camera ready, Ax?”

“Yeees. What do I get as a reward for settin’ it up?” Axel had a familiar lecherous gleam in his jade eyes.

“Later, Axel!” Roxas yelled, cheeks taking on a pink hue. “OK, Sora, Riku, in this scene I want you to-“

“Not later. Noooowwww,” came a playful whine from the kitchen.

Roxas rolled his eyes. “This is someone else’s apartment!”

“So?”

Roxas decided to ignore his boyfriend. “Alright, Riku, you’re going to take this and-“ Roxas attempted to hand the Keyblade over to Riku, only to have the older boy go pale and back away.

“Hell no! I don’t know where this thing’s been!”

“HELLO, IS THIS OLETTE’S HOUSE?” Said a very loud voice in the kitchen.

“FINE!” Riku gingerly took the Keyblade, holding it between his finger and thumb and looking as though he’d just been forced to eat large amounts of high school cafeteria food.

“…You can have a reward for that.” Roxas went to the kitchen and gave his boyfriend a quick kiss on the lips. Axel, growling playfully, grabbed Roxas by the belt loops on his pants and kissed him harder.

Sora cleared his throat loudly.

“Ah, fine. Only for you, Sor.” Axel went back to adjusting the camera lens.

“Okay…where was I again?” Roxas was now very pink in the face and seemed slightly dazed. “Oh yeah, the scene. OK, Riku, you’re a brave hero who’s searching for the fabled ‘Keyhole.’ This Keyhole is very dangerous and can only be locked with the mighty Keyblade.”

“But it’s a sex toy!” Riku wailed, holding the thing away from him at arm’s length.

“Where’s the Keyhole?” Sora asked.

“Good question, Sora,” Sora didn’t miss how Roxas wouldn’t meet his eyes, and how his blush deepened. He started to think he wouldn’t like the answer. “It’s up your butt.”

“WHAT!” Riku yelled. “I have to stick this thing up Sora’s ass!?”

“Roxas, can’t the Keyhole be somewhere else? Like up Riku’s butt?” Sora couldn’t help thinking he wouldn’t mind sticking something up that sexy ass… //Oh, no. Bad thought. Not going there right now.//

“Look, Axel and me’ll do the sex scene later…”

“WHOOHOO!” Axel yelled, still tinkering with the camera in the kitchen.

“…all Riku has to do is stick the Keyblade up Sora’s butt and twist it around for a minute.”

“Nuh-uh. Not gonna happen.” Riku had a feeling he’d end up fantasizing about it later, but there was NO WAY he was sticking something up Sora’s butt in front of Axel.

“Look, Riku, I don’t want to do this either-“ //Even though I really do.// “-but we’re almost out of money. If we can’t get this porno out, we’ll be on the streets with the drug dealers.” Sora’s head drooped slightly as he spoke.

As much as he hated it, Sora was telling the truth. “Fine. Let’s just get it over with,” Riku muttered, going beet-red at the thought of what he was about to do.

“Okay!” Roxas pulled a few index cards out of his pockets and handed them to Sora and Riku. “Just read from these, Axel and I will do edits later.” He ran into the kitchen and situated himself out of the camera’s range. “Action!”

“Uh…” Sora glanced at the card Roxas had given him. “Did you come to seal the Keyhole, O Mighty One?” He read.

“Yes. I have travelled long and far, and I heard that the Keyhole was here, in the Land of the Ukes,” Riku read. “Do you know where it is?”

“HEY!” Sora yelled. “I’M NOT AN UKE!”

“Chill, Sora,” Roxas said, making calming gestures at the fuming brunet. “Let’s just keep going.”

Muttering furiously under his breath, Sora read his next line. “Yes, Mighty Keyblade Wielder. It is right here. Turn around, present ass to Riku.”

“Sora, those are stage directions! They’re in parentheses! You don’t read that stuff, you just do it.” Roxas gave an exasperated sigh.

“Well, sor-ry,” Sora huffed. “I’ve never done this before!”

“It’s fine. Just keep going, I wanna see how this turns out,” Roxas gestured for them to continue.

Sora was beginning to feel nervous. //I can’t believe I’m letting Riku so near my rear end. And he doesn’t know how I feel about him…//

Sora turned around and leaned over, so his butt was right in Riku’s face. He even wiggled it around a bit for good measure.

/Kami, his ass is nice…/ Riku shook his head slightly to keep from staring and lifted the Keyblade so it was right above Sora’s butt…

“SEX IS ALWAYS THE ANSWER, IT’S NEVER THE QUESTION, ‘CAUSE THE ANSWER’S YES…”

“Wagggh!” Riku jumped and poked Sora hard in the right butt cheek.

“Ow!” Sora jumped slightly and turned to glare at Riku, rubbing his rear end. “What the hell, man?”

“Axel, I told you not to play the Nickelback CD until the end of the scene!” Roxas sounded as if he wanted to start biting off heads.

“Well, I thought they needed something to set the mood!” Axel had his hands on his hips and sounded defensive. “I mean, they were taking forever about it!”

“Axxxxeeeellll…” Riku growled. He charged into the kitchen with an angry roar, intent on beating Axel to an inch of his life. /He ruined my only chance to stick something up Sora’s ass!/

“Time to go,” said Axel. While dodging Riku’s wild punches, he gathered up the camera gear, shoved everything in the messenger bag, grabbed Roxas, and ran out of the apartment.

“See you guys tomorrow!” Roxas yelled as they stampeded down the stairs.

Just then, Sora spotted something round and black on the kichen floor.

“FUCK YOU, YOU BASTARD PYRO!” Riku yelled out the door, before storming back into the apartment.

“Wait!” Sora ran out after them before Riku could say anything. “You forgot the lens cap!”

Sora caught a glimpse of flaming red hair two floors below and raced down the stairs. “Hang on a sec!” He yelled again, vaulting over the railing in order to catch his two friends.

“Thanks, Sor,” Axel turned around and took the camera lens from Sora at the landing, then headed towards the door.

“Axel, wait!”

Axel paused, turning his head back to Sora. “What is it?”

“Why’d you get Roxas such a weird sex toy?” Sora had been dying to ask that of Axel since Roxas had told him and Riku what the Keyblade was.

“He…told you the Keyblade was a sex toy?” Axel rubbed the back of his neck and flushed slightly.

“Isn’t it?”

“Hell no! It’s supposed to represent the key to my heart, or something sappy like that. I dunno. Don’t know why Roxas thought it was a sex toy.”

“But why does it have a Mickey Mouse head?” Sora asked.

“I got it at Disneyland. It’s cute, right?”

“Axel! Come on, I got the car running!” Roxas yelled from the apartment building’s parking lot.

“See ya tomorrow,” With a quick wave of the hand, Axel left.

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“Hey Riku, why were you so mad at Axel?” Sora asked as he reentered their apartment.

“No reason,” Riku paced around the living room, glaring at the furniture as if it had done him a great personal wrong. “Just…nothing.” He stormed into the kitchen.

/Man, do I need a drink right now./


…I’m a bad, bad girl. But MAN, that was awesome!

This was the first lemon I’ve ever written, so if you wanna leave a review, I’d like that.