Teenager Twist

TEENAGER TWIST

Seriously NC-17
Placed before the story in KH started.
Thanks to Chris for reviewing it and, of course, to Aya for supporting me!


Self-restrain? He was fifteen, and teenager boys don’t have that. What for? Giving in to the pleasure was his target, enslaving his devoted best friend was his method. The other boy couldn’t have controlled himself even if he’d wanted to; he quivered, shivered, moaned in agitation, his innocent mouth working hard on his lover’s member. He’d never been told that what they were doing was actually possible, but Riku made a perfect teacher…at least he’d taught him the theory; the practice was something they were still discovering together.

“The boys must be fighting,” Kairi told Selphie and the others everytime she was asked for their whereabouts. She was a nice girl, covering up for them again and again, since the day she’d discovered them lying side by side at Riku’s favourite island, naked under the moonlight. She said they were cute. But she didn’t even imagine how the “fighting” went on.

Ecstasy. Riku closed his eyes as his body peaked and he released inside that sweet, caring mouth. The silver-haired boy buried his hand in the unkempt strands of brown hair, his body arching in pleasure. Pleasure. Once it was over, Riku had a look around. He saw the dark walls of their secret cave, the place that best suited their love-making needs. They’d covered the entrance with a rock from the inside, so that only they could remove it. There they could be at night or in broad daylight, they could enjoy its darkness, its fabulous emptiness and the silencing effect of the walls, allowing them to manifest their passion aloud.

Sora’s lips released their prey and the boy sat up as he tried to wipe away the remnants of Riku's essence from his face with a finger. Riku was faster though, and taking hold of Sora’s hand, he leaned forward and licked the sticky finger sensuously. Their eyes met for a moment and the oldest boy realized that his friend was silently asking for a solution to his pressing need.

‘Why don’t you say it, Sora?’ Riku asked, looking at the bulge of the erection under the boy’s boxers.

Sora blushed. It was amusing to count how many times he could blush in a single day. Riku felt the heat that blush was evidencing, and he made the other boy remove his underwear.

‘Riku…can you kiss me?’ Sora finally asked in a low voice.
‘How can you sound so innocent even now? it’s the third time we've done this,’ the silver-haired boy smiled wickedly and kissed his lover’s half-parted lips, sliding his tongue between them until it met Sora’s and both of them played for a while. Sora broke the kiss, trying to get his breath back.

‘And now?’ Riku teased him, knowing that Sora’s resistance had been brought to an end.
‘Now…I can’t stand it any longer…do it…’

Sora laid down with his back on the floor and opened his legs with his knees bent. Riku smiled widely, looking at his victim in delight. Sora’s chest rose and fell at an irregular pace, showing his state of excitement. Riku knew that very soon his friend would start trembling in frustration, so he hurried up. Kneeling between Sora’s legs, he dipped his finger in a little jar he’d taken with him and put it in Sora’s entrance, taking it a little inside to make sure the boy relaxed.

‘Calm down,’ he had to whisper in the brunette’s ear.

The boy obeyed and, after some minutes, Riku pushed the whole of his newly stiffened member inside Sora’s body, making the latter moan in pain.

‘Please…’ Sora begged, pointing at his unsatisfied manhood, which seemed to be driving him crazy.

Riku made him twist his legs around his back as he started to rock back and forth, inside and outside Sora’s bottom. He concentrated on stroking and caressing the other boy’s member and balls with his free hand. Sora groaned and moaned falteringly, gazing at Riku’s expression of delight as the silver-haired boy moved faster and deeper.

‘Sora…let’s see…who holds it longer,’ Riku managed to say, and his rhythm increased.

However, Sora had been holding on for too long and he only needed a last stroke of Riku’s hand to come loudly. He rested satisfied as Riku gave one deep push and peaked too, filling Sora completely with his warmth, while his mind filled with thoughts of Sora. He collapsed onto the floor, exhausted, right next to his lover. He didn’t need to pretend. He’d given the best of himself to his friend and didn’t regret it at all.

‘Riku, are you ok?’ asked Sora, rolling onto his side to face the other boy.
‘Yeah, better than never.’
‘The ground is a bit hard and cold, you know…’
‘What do you suggest?’ Riku arched his eyebrows.
‘We could try a bed some time.’

Riku’s impossibly beautiful eyes sent him an undecipherable message, but Sora seemed to understand it and smiled.

‘We should leave. Kairi may be covering up for us again. You still want to train with me, right?’ he asked, beginning to get dressed.

Sora nodded. Fighting was still the thing he enjoyed the most…right after this other activity, of course.

‘If I win, you’ll say it,’ the brunette stated.
‘That will never happen, so here it goes.’

Riku came closer to him and bit his ear gently, whispering something at the same time. Sora blushed.

The silver-haired boy looked at the rock that was covering the entrance to the cave. He didn’t care about self-restrain, he didn’t mind being so “dirty”. The island and most of its inhabitants meant nothing for him, he’d leave sooner or later. But he would take Sora with him; he was his friend and his pathway to a world of pleasure and new sensations. Ah, and there was also that little detail: he loved Sora.

THE END