Crash

When Yosuke came through the door, he was waiting to close the door behind him. The surprise on his best friend’s face was replaced by hooded eyes as they stepped towards each other wordlessly. Their lips met and Yosuke’s tongue slid over his bottom lip, asking for access.

He gladly opened his mouth to his best friend, meeting his tongue with eagerness. There was something about his partner today he couldn’t put his finger on but…he was radiating heat…musk…his scent. “Hana-chan…are you wearing something…else?” he murmured against his lover’s lips.

“What do you mean?”

“A different cologne.”

Yosuke laughed. “I decided to try it on when I went into the toilet. I remembered when you purchased it, and how you loved the way it smelled.”

Souji breathed in his lover’s scent. He decided not to tell him that he had made a mistake in getting it since it was a woman’s fragrance, not a man’s. “God, you smell amazing,” he said as he started moving towards his lover towards the futon. “I love it even more on you…it just puts the cherry on top.”

The brunette smiled as the back of his legs hit the futon. “Maybe I should get a bottle of it. Use it every time I go to class.”

Souji shook his head. “Don’t. Not unless you want to cause a scandal. Besides I have to keep up my duties as leader, best grades and the hottest girl.”

Yosuke smiled inwardly as Souji skillfully maneuvered him onto the futon. “How did that happen? Yukiko turned down every guy in the school, including me. It was like we didn’t exist and then you show up and suddenly the whole student body has their pants around their ankles for you, including her. How do you do it?”

Souji pulled away and frowned as he looked off in the distance while he unbuttoned his school shirt. “Not the whole student body, Hanamura. Just you and Yuki-chan.”

Yosuke snorted. “If you say so, but that makes you as blind as Yukiko. Everyone loves you two, you know? The handsome boy from the city with the beautiful girl from the country. Even Rise loves you guys, although she flirts with you every chance she gets. Just comes naturally to her. But what would they think if they knew about us. Am I your boy on the side?”

Souji took off his shirt, revealing his toned pecs from fighting in the dungeons. “How can you be my boy on the side when Yuki-chan knows about us?”

Yosuke sat up on his elbows. “She does? Ho-how did she find out?”

“You left your socks here one time. Your mom sews a little HY into them. Obviously those are not my initials. She is a smart girl so she put two and two together,” he said as he leaned down to pull Yosuke’s shirt off him and push him into the softness of the futon.

But Yosuke couldn’t let that go. “So then…you guys are only keeping up appearances now?”

Souji shook his head. “No.” And he hoped that was going to end it because he really didn’t want to talk right now, especially what with his lover wearing his favorite scent, shirtless and in his futon. But the brunette would NOT let this go.

“So then…explain yourself.”

Souji looked heavenward, trying to quell his lust and stop him from slamming his hips into his lover. “This, what is going on between us, makes her hot. Hot for both of us, really.”

Yosuke’s mouth dropped open. He was frozen like that until lust started spreading through his body. “Really?”

Souji smiled. “Really, really. She said she doesn’t even have to see it. Just knowing we are here tugging each other off makes her hot.”

Yosuke’s mouth still hung open so Souji kissed it, which brought his lover out of shock. He met his lover’s kisses, felt the fingers and hands running through his hair. In the back of his mind, he heard Nanako downstairs playing the TV loudly, music wafting upstairs. It was the music channel and oddly enough, it was an American band.

“Touch your lips just so…”

His lovers lips were skilled as they trailed from his mouth to his ear. Yosuke shivered as wetness trailed along his lobe and down his neck. Little kisses were placed along his collarbone as his lover pinched his ever sensitive nipples.

Yosuke hissed and bucked his hips. Images of Yukiko and Souji entered his mind, talking about the times he spent with his best friend in his room. Yukiko’s flushed face, beautiful and intensely erotic because he knew they had caused her to be so turned on.

He barely registered those kisses on his chest as hands were replaced by that sexy wet mouth. And still that mouth trailed lower and when he felt wetness on his navel, he was jerked back into reality. “Oh God,” Yosuke cried softly as he felt his zipper tugged lower.

He felt his best friend’s hand on his cock and made a guttural sound in his throat. He dug his hands into the sheets as he felt that hand stroking him. He was coming undone. Souji was breaking him down, piece by piece, making him his. Souji owned him, body and soul.

He breathing quickened and he let out a pent-up hiss as that hand was replaced by that wet mouth. He shoved his hand into that mop of hair, always perfectly in place but never so after their forays in the bedroom.

“Hike up your skirt a little more…show your world to me…”

Yosuke was trying so hard not to come completely undone because fire was spreading along his skin and gooseflesh was appearing everywhere because his body just couldn’t take anymore sensation.

At first, their trysts had been filled with awkward touches, grinding against each other until they came. They had progressed over the past few weeks into touching under each other’s clothes, getting more comfortable with each other. When Yosuke was sure he wouldn’t be shoved away, he had been the first to take his lover’s cock in his mouth, it’s bitter flavor a different taste but not disgusting. It had been worth it to see Souji lose that cool composure of his. He had caused that.

It wasn’t pride swelling in him this time but his orgasm. He tightened his hands in Souji’s pale hair, somewhere in the back of his mind feeling the texture of those strands and feeling the moan around his cock sent him higher. He arched his hips and pushed his cock deeper into Souji’s mouth.

“Tied up and twisted the way I like to be…”

God, it didn’t take long for him to be coming. Souji had taken his mouth off him and given a couple of quick tugs and suddenly he had come. The sweetness from it was pulsing in every fiber of his being, from his head to the arch of his feet. He kept his eyes closed, feeling the throbbing subside as he felt his lover move up his body and pull his body into those strong arms.