Fantasy | By : jennyrogue Category: +S to Z > Ultimate Muscle Views: 1612 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It had been an exhausting day of training in Germany for young teenage Jade, the apprentice of the Justice Chojin Legend Brocken Junior. He had just about perfected the Berlin no Akai Ame, and it was about time too. He had practicing that deadly move that had been passed down in the Brocken family for years. Brocken had sent Jade to bed earlier than usual so that they would be up even earlier the next morning. Jade sighed and unclasped his helmet, taking it off, before pulling his shirt, and glancing in the bedroom mirror as he did so.
No longer was he the scrawny little boy who had first made his way to Brocken's family home after the murder of his aunt and uncle. Jade was developing into a fine young Chojin. He flexed his muscles slightly, before slumping down onto his bed. It really had been an exhausting day.
Jade found his thoughts leading back to his mentor and he sighed, weakly turning onto his side. Jade had found himself thinking more and more of Brocken these days. Maybe a little more often then usual. He'd found himself thinking this way ever since he had accidentelly overheard Brocken talking to himself one day. He had had a photo of his father, the Nazi Brockenman, in his hands, and had been talking to it like it was his father. Brocken had been telling his "father" of Jade and how proud he was of him. Jade had been so happy after that, but he dare not mention it to Brocken, it might embrass the older man.
All their time together, everything Brocken had done for him. Jade was so incredibly fond of his teacher, and the feelings that had developed from it were strange, frightening even. Yet pleasent. Jade wasn't an idiot when it came to things like this, he knew exactly what was happening. He had formed an attraction to Brocken, and it made him feel terribly ashamed. If Brocken knew how Jade felt about him...
Brocken had been raised as a Nazi by his own father. Jade didn't know what the older man would do if he found out his apprentice had feelings for him. When it had started, Jade had assumed the whole thing as simply a teenage crush, and that it would fade in time, but the exact opposite had happened. Jade's feelings had grown and grown, and now he felt like he loved the older man. But a one-sided love and yearning was difficult to keep inside as Jade had found out. His feelings had tortured him for a long time.
He wanted to proclaim his love for Brocken so much, but he wouldn't. He couldn't. He was so close to becoming the perfect Justice Chojin that Brocken was striving him to become. He dare not ruin Brocken's dream. Jade cared for him too much for that to happen. This decision didn't stop his overactive imagination though and the poor German boy usually found himself covered in sweat and his mattress covered with semen when he awoke. Luckily Brocken assumed it was just teenage hormones and left it at that.
Jade groaned slightly and turned around on his other side, staring at the wall. His face was slightly flushed. Jade had... experimented quite a bit with his body a few times, when he had become desperate to relieve himself of the feelings he felt for his teacher. This was most definetly one of those times. He paused slightly before standing up and heading over to the door, locking it securely. Jade headed back to the bed and sat down on it, moving his hands to press lightly against his nipples, rubbing them gently with the middle fingers of his hands. His breathing quickened as he felt them become hard under his touch.
Jade felt his pants tighten and quickly moved to remove the rest of his clothes before lying back against his bed. His eyes fluttered shut as he tipped his head back and tossed his blond hair gently, teasing his nipples and revelling in the sensations they brought. Jade's hips moved anti-clockwise and a stupid smile drifted onto his face as one of his favourite fantasies came to mind. In most of his sex related dreams of him and Brocken, it was Jade who was usually dominating, having admitted his feelings to a rather shy Brocken. But this one, his favourite, had Brocken dominating him instead.
Jade felt himself become more and more aroused, and he panted loudly as the fantasy played out in his head: Brocken driving him almost insane with teasing pleasure. Unable to control his lust anymore, Jade moved one hand down and closed it around himself. His groans became louder, sweat trickling down his flushed body. He moaned his mentor's name as he stroked himself higher. His other hand was still playing with his nipple, pinching and teasing it between his fingers. A range of incoherent German spilled from his lips as he felt himself tip over the edge of no return. Jade's back arched delicately and he spilled himself all over his hands, drowning in his pleasure and moaning his teacher's name.
Finally the pleasure receded, leaving Jade panting desperately on his bed. He slumped back down, shifting messily to cuddle his pillow exhaustedly. He glanced at the photo of Brocken that lay on the wall and smiled sleepily. Jade muttered a sweet goodnight to the photo before he dreamily fell asleep.
~Fin
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