Evolving Feelings - Discovery II

When Kenji got home, he walked into a scene he had only seen once before: Yugo was holding a glass and a half-empty bottle of Jack Daniels. His eyes were focused on some imaginary representation of the source of his anger, and he really looked like he was about to kill someone. The signs of zoanthrope shapeshifting were starting to show: eyebrows thicker than normal, arms with too much hair, wolfish eyes... He was so focused that he didn't even notice Kenji's arrival.

Alarmed, Kenji tried to talk to him in a soothing tone, gently probing to know what had happened. It wasn't hard to get that information – it seemed like Yugo actually wanted to talk about it. Thirty seconds into the conversation and Kenji realized that 'rant about it' would be more accurate. In other words, the man was in a bitter mood, a very bitter mood. Apparently, he had been disqualified from the natural fitness competition because the 'multivitamin' he had been taking contained a substance that was considered a supplement. After finding the manual tossed in a corner and skimming through it, Kenji concluded that Yugo just hadn't paid enough attention. But, of course, Yugo already knew that and just didn't want to admit it. For a moment, Kenji sadistically considered rubbing it on his face, but in the end he simply took away the liquor and listened patiently while the disconsolate man blew off his steam in a seemingly endless rant about how the entrance requirements were so 'unfair' and 'stupidly hard'. Somehow, the man managed not to break the table despite slamming it a few times, which was more self-control than Kenji had given him credit for.

After a long while, Yugo calmed down a few notches, trudged listlessly towards the bed, let himself fall down onto it with his back and fell asleep. He had already drunk about half a bottle by the time Kenji managed to take the liquor away, so the boy reckoned Yugo would be down for the whole night. Kenji carefully took out Yugo's shoes and was about to cover him with a blanket, but then he caught sight of the slight volume in Yugo's pants. The man wasn't hard, Kenji knew, but, the way he was lying face-up on the bed caused the jeans to outline his cock somewhat.

The boy stopped on his tracks, considering the moral and practical implications of what was going through his mind. On one hand, it would be unfair to take advantage of Yugo like that, but on the other hand Kenji might never have a chance like that again. However, the longer he struggled the issue, the more he was drawn into it, much like a child unable to divert her eyes from a delicious cake. Finally, the boy gave in to his long-repressed desires and decided to make use of this unique opportunity. Yugo probably wouldn't wake up and, even if he did, chances are he wouldn't remember a thing the next day, considering how stoned he was.

First, Kenji set the light to 'low', then he climbed on the bed and tentatively ran a hand over the bulge, ever so slowly. At first, there was no reaction, but soon Kenji noticed the member started to respond, swelling a little bit. Gathering his courage, Kenji rubbed with a bit more pressure, which elicited more of a response from Yugo's cock. It was probably getting uncomfortable for the man, so Kenji undid the button of his jeans and drew the zipper as quietly as possible. Fortunately, Yugo was sound asleep.

Kenji got the flaps out of the way and took a moment to admire the sight: Yugo's cock was halfway hard and perfectly outlined against the loose white boxers. Those were probably the same ones the man had worn during the boxing training, but Kenji decided not to think about it. He was used to the smell of Yugo's sweat, so this actually wasn't a big deal. He carefully gripped the member and gave it a couple of slow jerks. Next, Kenji drew up the man's shirt, running his fingers lightly over the exquisitely toned abs, then he went back to the boxers, slowly slipping them down and giving Yugo's cock a few more jerks. It didn't take long for the half-hard member to reach a full erection. Everything about Yugo was large, and the cock was no exception, it was simply gorgeous – arcing slightly upwards, uncut and big enough to reach Yugo's navel.

Unable to hold back any longer, Kenji took off his shirt and pants, sat on the side of the bed and bent over. He started by pulling down the short foreskin and thoroughly licking the head before taking it on his small mouth. The taste of an unwashed cock was pretty unpleasant, but he wasn't about to let it stop him. Besides, he knew from experience that the taste would soon fade away from all the saliva. As Kenji worked on Yugo's cock, he pulled his own pants down, retaining only the underwear, and started masturbating himself. He was so lost in his own pleasure and excitement that he didn't even notice when the man woke up.

"Kenji... what are you doing?"