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Coming Clean	By : Bloodysyren Category: +S to Z > Samurai Champloo Views: 3670 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Coming Clean

I’m not normally that weird sexually, though sometimes it can get a little rough when women like it that way. But lately I have been kind of odd in the procreation department. I haven’t had a woman in weeks and it’s all because of him. Why did a guy like that have to come walking into my life and turn everything upside down? He’s just so damn perfect. He has it all, a great figure, since I have never seen anything but the nape of his neck. I bet he’s got a slammin’ body underneath all that fabric, though mine is pretty bitchin’ if I do say so myself. He’s got perfect hair, all long and straight and so damn black. It’s so beautiful and soft-looking. I can’t tell you how many times I have wanted to touch it, just to reach out my hand when he’s walking in front of me and let it sway against my fingertips. Though, I am sure if I tried that I would lose those fingers a few seconds after that, but damn! It would be worth it!

His perfect skin, so pale and smooth, like porcelain. I don’t think he has ever had a pimple in his life. Damn that bastard. I have had to deal with everything, acne, the sun, chickenpox. It’s the worst. But him, he looks like his body has never seen the sun a day in his life. And it doesn’t help that his eyes are the deepest grey I have ever seen. Even when he glares at me from under those beautifully shaped eyebrows, natural, I’m sure, I can feel a shiver go up my spine. I can never help myself from thinking what those eyes would look like filled with desire for me, spilling over with love and pure need.

I suppose I have always been curious about men, but this was the first time that it had ever struck me so hard that I needed him. I actually NEEED him, I WANTED him. I couldn’t stop myself from being so childish, like a second grader shoving the girl that he likes because he doesn’t now how to express his love for her. Even when I try to convince myself that I don’t need anyone, especially him, he’ll just look at me blankly and it will hit me like a ton of bricks again. Those eyes that he thinks no one can see through, that no one will get inside. Well, I’ll get inside. And he’ll like it.

The one major difference between him and me is that I rarely bathe and he would bathe everyday if he could. That guy is always going to the river or lake to clean himself. I have no idea why. He looks like, if he didn’t shower for a month, he would still be the perfect white angel that I see everyday. But, off he goes, every few days or less, if he’s able, to wash himself. I decided, being the slight voyeur that I am to follow him one day. I am certain that with his keen senses that he knew I was there and I don’t really think that he minded all that much. I have been noticing over the last week or so that he has gotten a little more open with me and that he enjoys my company a little more now that we’ve been on this journey for some time.

He walked towards the river and I followed some distance behind. After about 5 minutes I could hear the gentle rush of the water. He got to the edge and I strategically manoeuvred off of the path, slipped off my shoes and climbed into a tree. Positioning myself on a fairly well concealed branch, I plucked off a few leaves from the branch above me so I could see better the beauty who occupied my lustful heart and head.

He is always so methodical. I watched intently as first the shoes came off then the socks, folded neatly and placed aside on the shoes. Then the hakama, laces and knots undone. He stepped out of that carefully and folded it so precisely, it was agonizing to watch. I wanted to see some skin, damn it! It’s as if he was torturing me purposefully! Next came the gi, black shirt and then black pants. I could feel myself getting tight at the thought of what that pale, smooth skin would feel like beneath my fingers. I caught myself moaning a little as I gazed at his back. He was strong, I knew that, but I never imagined how that strength would actually look on his body. As he neatly folded up his gi, the muscles in his back rippled and stretched. I could feel myself stretching inside my pants too and stroked myself through the loose fabric. The strong, sharp jut of his shoulders and the little ridges of his spine, bending fluidly against the skin. God! How I wanted him. Those hip bones curving out against the white flesh and his slender defined waist. That was my heaven, standing there looking at the water, like a god, like an angel, a perfect being. After all of that came the boxers last and least. I nearly fell from my branch when he pulled them down, slowly, mind you, probably to tease me.

My eyes went as wide as they could go, I’m sure, when he had folded those and placed them aside. He had the best ass I have ever laid eyes on, and I have seen a lot. It was perfect with two little indentations as he clenched and loosened the muscles. I could feel my heart beat against my chest as he stretched and I caught a glimpse of his perfect cock. I knew that he held things in, but I never knew that he held EVERYTHING in! I have never heard or seen Jin masturbate, but that was about to change. I could see his pale member standing at attention and it made me groan to think again how amazing that long, thick piece of flesh would feel in my hands, in my mouth, in my ass. I undid the zipper of my pants and slid my hand inside, feeling the hot smooth skin of my own cock. I was aching for him, I have never desired anyone more in my whole life.

Finally, he did what I had been waiting for since I first felt desire towards him. He never took his hair down. But, the cord was undone and his hair fell past his shoulders softly. Now he really was an angel. Now I really wanted him. Now he really would have noticed me because I nearly fell from the tree a second time. I flinched and braced myself, closing my eyes for a split second in fear.

Opening them, I saw him step slowly up to the water and dive in smoothly, barely making a sound. Surfacing, he swept his hair back with his hands and began scrubbing himself with his hands, cleaning under his nails and beneath his arms, chest, back, stomach. He got everything off from the last battle we were in, though to me it looked like no one was able to touch him. He dove under again and this time, he came up facing me. I had been absent-mindedly stroking myself faster and faster, watching him run his own hands over his body and thinking of how badly I wanted to do that.

I was woken from my daydream by two words”

“Oi, Mugen.” That was all it took! I had been found out! I made the oh so unceremonious way of getting down from the tree. I leaned to one side in my startled state and promptly fell from the tree, landing on my back.

“Ow, damnit!” I cursed.

“Hey,” he said in his always cool tone, “Why don’t you join me?” I was floored, literally. I struggled to my feet, tucking myself into my pants, feeling embarrassed. He walked to the edge of the water so that it just concealed his strong cock.

“I knew that you were spying on me. You could have joined me at the beginning my little voyeur. Come on in, you look like you need a bath.” He winked at me and dove under the water again.

I don’t think that I have ever gotten undressed so fast in my entire life. Throwing clothing everywhere, I jumped into the water and swam to where he was. It felt good to feel the heat dissipate from my body, and my cheeks. I’m sure that I was bright red from embarrassment at being caught. But now, at least he knew how I felt, and luckily, the perfectionist enjoyed me too. He surfaced to meet me from behind and started kissing my shoulders and back, running his hands over my chest and arms. To say the least, I melted. I could have sworn that in that moment I had broken my neck from the fall out of the tree and that I was in Heaven now. My head fell back against his shoulder and he leaned down to kiss my neck gently, his hair falling to the side of his face.

I turned to him and looked him straight in the eyes, wondering that if when I did, if I would just explode from pleasure and the pure shock of what I found in them. He was smiling at me and I knew that that smile was just for me. I ran my hands through his hair and pulled his mouth against mine for a crushing kiss. He tasted clean, like his body and his hair, he tasted like an angel would taste, he tasted like fresh air and clean, cool water. I didn’t want to stop kissing him. I didn’t want to stop touching him. He was perfect, and he was all mine.

I ran my hands up his pale chest and curled an arm around his slender waist, pulling him tighter to me, our cocks rubbing together smoothly underneath the water. I started kissing his neck and he groaned, gripping my shoulders and leaning his head back. I moved down to a nipple and I was rewarded with a breathy gasp of surprise. His hands were moving along my stomach now, gripping my hips and squeezing my ass. It was my turn to moan greedily as he pressed our hips together, grinding slowly, teasingly against me.

He bit my neck hard and I bucked against him hungrily. Then he took hold of my hips and turned me around, pressing his cock in between my legs. I slid back against him, feeling the hardness of his member brush against the underside of my balls. I bit my lip hard and he was pumping me generously with long, tight strokes. I felt my knees buckle underneath me when he pressed his cock against my entrance and I knew that this was what I had always, truly, really wanted. I had wanted my perfect angel to take me, to claim me, an inferior being, as his own, to mark me as his.

He pressed in a little further and I groaned in pain. It was uncomfortable, but he was gentle with me. Waiting until I was ready, he began to move again and pushed in a little farther. I could feel my body stretching and adjusting to let my lover in. He suddenly felt me move back on him a little and knowing that I was ready, took hold of my cock hard and squeezed me tight, pumping his fist against me as he slid roughly all of the way in.

All of this, though happening in a few short minutes, was enough to drive me over the edge. He bit down on my shoulder, muffling the cry that was threatening to burst from his perfect lips as I, screamed his name coming all over his hand, dripping into the water and down my thighs. I clenched him hard as I came and he thrust deep within me and with a muffled groan spilled his seed inside me, hot and deep. I collapsed against his chest and he kissed my neck tenderly and appreciatively. We stayed like that for a while and when he finally pulled out of me, I knew that I felt an emptiness that only he could fill with his perfect body.

We cleaned off again and getting dressed, started waking back to the village. On our way back, he suddenly pushed me against a tree and I found myself looking into the face of the Jin that I had known before, angry and concealed. He glared me down and looked me straight in the eyes. Kissing me fiercely, he slid his tongue into my mouth, making me get hard all over again, knowing how easily aroused I am.

“You can watch me anytime.” He said.
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