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Love Object	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 4969 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hige and the Wolf brothers had a quiet dinner. Toboe departed the table without so much as another word to anyone except: "Goodnight." Kiba and Hige remained downstairs, speaking in hushed tones. They didn't know what to do about Toboe. He seemed sad, angry, a lot of things but, he didn't seem to wanna talk about it.
"What am I gonna do if he's mad at me? What am I gonna do... if he hates me?" Kiba asked, his heart was breaking left and right.
Hige sighed, down casting his eyes. "I don't know... Maybe we can tickle him 'til he's forced to talk to us about it." He said in good-humor.
Kiba smiled faintly, shaking his head. "Yeah, he'd love that." He replied sarcastically. "Seriously, Hige... I'm scared; I haven't been this scared since our parents..." He trailed off, biting back tears.
"I know, babe," he pulled him into a hug. "I'm kinda scared, too. Toboe's my little dude; I don't want him to be upset."
"I'm just afraid of what he's gonna do now; what if he turns into one of those kids that lashes out constantly, and he does the wrong thing?"
"Toboe isn't like that, he wouldn't even consider it." Assured the Moon teen.
Upstairs. Toboe lay on his bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling while they opened and closed with weight that could only be another spell of tears coming on. 'I'd love to know why I'm so upset... Is it because I never got to know our parents? Because Kiba lied to me and, once again, treated me like a child? Or maybe, because deep down... I'm not really sure how to react about something or someone I never really knew or remember?'
He turned over onto his side choosing to stare at the wall instead of the darkness over the ceiling. 'Tsume...' He thought quietly, gazing at the picture of the two of them on his wall. 'He never treated me like a kid, not once... Maybe I should, just go and stay with him for a while. Yeah, that would show Kiba that I'm responsible enough to take care of myself.'
Sitting up, he looked around his bedroom at all the things he'd planned to take with him. But a frown marred his lips as reality hit. 'Mad or not... I love Kiba... I couldn't hurt him like that - I couldn't run away from him... Maybe if I left a note?' He bit his bottom lip as another wave of anger washed over him. 'But he'd lied to me - for years and years! Why can't I just visit a friend for a little bit? He goes to his boyfriend's whenever he's having a bad day, so I should be able to do the same.' Nodding to push himself along, Toboe slid from the bed crossing the room to the closet. 'I'll pack a bag; and when everyone is asleep... I'll go to Tsume's house, and stay the night with him - I just hope he's not mad at me for yelling at him like that.' He had to push aside the negative vibes and get ready to go.
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9:40 pm. Toboe had turned in for bed, well... pretend-bed, so that Kiba wouldn't wonder why he was still awake. He made sure to pull his blanket all the way up to his chin so that his brother wouldn't see that he was still dressed. He also hid his carrying bag under the bed - along with the note - reassured that the bedskirt hung low enough to cover it.
He heard Kiba kiss Hige goodnight, before he headed to his room. Toboe waited for his brother to walk down the hall and open his door to say goodnight, and maybe talk to him for a minute. Just as he finished his thought the bedroom door popped open, except his brother remained at the entry way. "Night."
"Goodnight." He said with a crack in his voice. He waited for the rest of the conversation to come, but it didn't. Kiba closed his door and headed into his own bedroom.
'I'm sorry Kiba, but this is hard on me, too.' The younger teen thought sadly. 'You need to treat me like an adult; hopefully, someday you will... But, if you can't trust me to handle things responsibly, then I can't trust you.' He frowned, blinking back tears. 'Please understand Kiba...' He closed his eyes to ward off anymore tears, and without realizing it he had fallen asleep.
The night had dragged its feet as though it wanted the younger Wolf to have plenty of time to leave and be with Tsume before morning. And with luck, he had the foresight to set his alarm to a low ring to wake him up - in-case he actually couldn't stay up past ten due to sleep conditioning. Sliding out of bed, he reached an arm under it to pull his bag free.
Toboe really had to gather his courage now; it was late; people his age should not be out late. 'What am I thinking... now even I'm starting to baby myself.' He grumbled. Pulling the crossbody strap over his head, he then quietly opened his door and snuck into the hall, closing the door after departure. He snuck down the hall on his tippy-toes until he was at his brother's door. Luckily Kiba never closed his door, so getting in quietly was easy. Placing the note next to his digital clock so that it covered the numbers, he left the room.
Once downstairs, he opened the front door that gave a tatelling creak. "Ssshh." He warned the door, pressing a finger to his lips.
Seeing that it was still raining Toboe took an umbrella from the holder beside the exit. Stepping out of the house, he cheered silently over finally making it outside; and the first thing he heard was a dog barking. His heart jumped into his throat as he panicked a second.
"Calm down, Toboe, and get going. The sooner you leave the sooner you'll be off the streets."
Going around to the shed, he snapped his fingers remembering that Hige still had his bike in the back of his car. "Shoot!" He grouched. "Well, I couldn't really hold the umbrella while riding anyway. Better hurry up then."
With a nod, he took off. Running at the fastest speed his spindly legs could carry him. "I Just hope anyone and anything out here find something else to do, and leaves me alone." He muttered as he started to hit the city. Glad for the lights.
...
"Alright! Alright! Stop banging on the damned door - I hear you..." Tsume growled as he left his bedroom to answer the knocks. Whoever was on the other side was dead-meat for interrupting him before his shower. "What?!" His temper faded seeing who was standing at his door. "T-Toboe? What are you...?"
"Can I come in?" He asked keeping his eyes to the carpet. He thought that the reason Tsume was yelling was because he knew that he was the one at the door, and that Tsume was still mad at him.
"Yeah... come in," he stepped aside. Giving one quick glance into the hall; he made sure that Toboe didn't bring any followers with him. Closing it, he turned to face the poor teary faced teen. "Toboe what are you doing here? Who brought you?" Tsume asked, trying to clear his head.
"Nobody brought me, I walked - well, ran - and I sorta ran away from home." He explained, taking off his bag. He had put the umbrella inside the bag.
"What?" The model's heart began to pound. Surely Toboe was maybe - sleepwalking, or he himself was hallucinating. But this could not be real.
"I said: I ran away, I wanna spend the night with you, and maybe a couple more days - if that's okay?" Wolf repeats. "...So, can I? I don't mind sleeping on the couch..." He looked over the size of it. It seemed nice enough to sleep on. "And I don't snore; you won't even know I'm hear."
"Well, sure, you can. But... Why are you running away? Did something happen at home?"
"No." Toboe walked over to the couch and sat down. Tsume followed after him. "Actually, I'm kind of mad at Kiba, and I wanted to calm down. So I thought I'd come here." Toboe held his nose in the air to show that he was dead serious.
Tsume laughed at that. This was a side of his young lover he hadn't seen before; and it was to say the least - too cute for words. "And what's got you so mad? If I may ask?"
Toboe thought for a moment. He needed to talk to someone about his troubles, and Tsume seemed willing to listen. "It's Kiba... he... he told me the truth about my birth -," he scrunched his lips in as though he were scolding them with a bite, then he corrected himself by saying. "burn and Iii - I don't know. I'm just mad at him for lying to me, and not trusting me to handle it like an adult."
"Toboe you're fourteen years old." Tsume mentioned. "He's seventeen... he's your brother - Toboe, he's always gonna see you as the baby in his life. And as for lying," he shrugged, "talking about things like that are harder on the speaker than the listener."
"Gee, thanks for being such a psychiatrist." He crossed his arms, pouting bitterly.
Tsume smirked at how adorable the teen was; he wanted nothing more than to have him stay the night; sleep in his bed and with him... But it was wrong, and he knew that if the shoe were on the other foot, and he were Kiba, he would have died a million deaths knowing that this sweet kid was out of his bed and wandering the streets at night.
"Toboe... you can't stay here."
"What?" the teen was in disbelief. "Why not?"
"Because..?"
"Because you're mad at me, right, from before when I yelled at you on the elevator?" Wolf looked the older man in the eyes, saying. "I'm sorry, Tsume... I didn't mean to yell at you... but when you called my brother a liar I just blew up! You gotta believe me..."
"I believe you, in fact - I really thought nothing of it. But Toboe, that's just it." Tsume took his hands holding them in his own.
"What is?" he was confused. What else could there be?
"You love your brother enough to trust him over anyone else; you're not mad at him, you're just sick of being called a baby." Tsume explained. "And I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want him to wake up in the middle of the night and find you gone... Which is why you can't stay here. I'll get my driver to take..."
"No!" snapped the teen who then stood up. "I want to stay here, with you!"
"Toboe, you shouldn't have come here - especially on foot, and especially by yourself." Tsume stood as well.
"Ha..." He shook his head. "You're just as bad as my brother. You think I'm a baby, too - don't you?!"
"No, I don't." The model held his hands up in defense. "I just think in a lot of ways you need to be watched over. You're too young to wander the streets in the rain, and by yourself. Some pervert could have assaulted or snatched you."
"Whatever." Toboe walked to the door, tears stinging his eyes once again. "I guess you were lying then, huh?"
Tsume who was right on the teen's heels cocked an eyebrow wondering what he could be talking about. "Lied about what?"
"L'amo... The first time I was here, you told me that you love me." Toboe explained. Seeing the confused and startled look on the model's face he went on. "I looked it up on the computer at school, you said: I love you, Toboe. ...But I guess you were just saying it without meaning it."
"That's not true..." Tsume whispered. "I do love you, Toboe." He knelt down to his level, taking his hands into his own. "I'd love to show you how much someday, but... I think running away just to stick it to your brother is the wrong idea."
"...Then let me just stay for tonight?" he asked looking deep into the man's eyes.
Tsume lowered his gaze. "I'd like to... but I wouldn't be able to trust myself." He smiled in secret.
"What do you mean?" Confusion marred his features. Tsume looked up, taking the Toboe's face into his hands bringing their faces together, he kissed him deeply. Toboe blushed when he backed away. "Well, so what... I'm your boyfriend, you can kiss me all you want - we had sex remember."
"Hahaha, what?"
"Before on the couch." He said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Tsume laughed again shaking his head. "I'm afraid that wasn't sex, Tob'. It was more like a really fun way to kiss."
"Oh." He blushed deeper at the shortening of his name.
"And you said you weren't young." The model stood, ruffling his hand through his crush's hair.
"I'm not!" he argued in mock anger. Taking Tsume's extended hand.
"So... boyfriend, would you like to see what sex is really like?" asked the older man, heading towards his bedroom.
Toboe smiled with eagerness. "I'd like that, yeah."
Tsume chuckled quietly, closing the door after them.
...
The young teen swallowed seeing how dark it was in the model's bed room. He felt as though he were about to be attacked by something scary lurking in the shadows. Taking a step back he felt Tsume's hands come down on his shoulders.
"The bed's right in front of you." He whispered in such a way chills went up Toboe's spine.
"Haha, right." Walking forward, he banged his knees gently into the bed before crawling across it.
Toboe sat with his knees bent under him, hands folded over each other resting on his lap. He was nervous. Tsume knows what he's doing - he doesn't. Tsume tapped the base of the lamp on his night stand and a dim light glowed. He grabbed a bottle of lubricant that became visible. "I hope you don't mind the light.. I thought it would be a better experience for the both of us if we could see each other."
Toboe's eyes gazed at the light like a moth to a flame, he nodded mechanically. He was glad for the light. But now he was even more nervous, as he could see an expression in the man's eyes he had never seen before. Sort of like hunger or animosity.
"Toboe?" Tsume climbed onto the bed over to his young lover. His hands came around his lover's hips then he pulled his legs from under him, so they lay flat spread out across the bed, clamping Tsume between them.
"Huh?" Toboe blinked, it seemed as though he hadn't heard what Tsume had said. 'My heart is racing so fast... Is sex supposed to do this to you?'
"I want you to make sure that this is what you want, before we get started." His hungry look turned into one of concern, question, and maybe a little plead.
"Mm - yeah... yeah, I'm sure." He stammered uncomfortably.
Tsume smirked, leaning forward placing a kiss to the teen's lips. "Don't be nervous. I promise I would never hurt you."
Toboe smiled, trying his hardest to steady his breathing and his heart. He really liked it when Tsume kissed him. "I know, but, I'm just a little nervous that I won't do this right."
"Ha, don't worry about it." He began to unbutton Toboe's shirt. "Just hang on to me and I'll show you how." Pushing the shirt down from the nervous teen's shoulders - careful of the shoulder with the burn on it - and he tossed it to the floor. "Just relax." Teased the model, with a pat to Toboe's bare shoulder.
Toboe chuckled lightly. "I'm trying to, just give me a minute." He wrapped his arms around Tsume's neck, planting a kiss on the model's cheek then lips. Tsume responded by licking Toboe's mouth as he pulled back, the model moved up a bit kissing him again as though it were a game to see who would give the last kiss.
It went on like that for a moment, until Toboe felt the button of his pants being undone. "Tsume wha..?" he questioned the man's actions quickly.
"Ssshhh." The model gave him another reassuring kiss, while his hands pulled the zipper down moving the pants open once it was done. "Trust me. You'll love it."
Toboe's breath hitched, his body jumped back from Tsume's touch. "What was that?" He asked. Toboe had never felt anything like that before. 'God. It was like... like needles shooting from every point in my body, all going towards my...' He felt he even had to whisper the name of his genital in his mind.
Tsume grabbed the waist of Toboe's pants, and gave them a quick yank downward along with his underwear, they were pulled down to the knees. Smiling at what he had found beneath them, Tsume planted kisses along Toboe's inner thigh as a distraction, while he worked the rest of his pants down.
Toboe's breathing was becoming more manic and he was squirming around a little too much. Tsume noticed that his squirming and breathing wasn't exactly because he was afraid or anything, but another reason all together, and it drew up a question in his mind.
"Toboe?" he asked; the teen's legs were placed beneath his straddle then he sat down around Toboe's pale hips; leaving his prize exposed to the world.
"Hmm?" He couldn't find his voice anymore. The most he could achieve was a sound of acknowledgement. Toboe had shut his eyes so tightly he thought that the lids would glue themselves shut from the pressure.
"Have you ever touched yourself before?" asked Tsume, placing his fingers onto his lover's sex, gently sliding the grip up and down, with a feather's touch by the fingertips of his other hand as they lightly teased pleasure up the exposed length.
His young lover whimpered almost silently when feeling the needles again. If possible, having it bare seemed to heighten the pleasure he was feeling from before. Toboe was positive that his own touching could never feel like this.
"Toboe...?" Tsume regained the boy's attention.
"Well... I tried to, but," a moan slipped past his lips, "I didn't feel anything from it... aaahh!" he moaned a little louder then he'd wanted to.
Feeling Tsume's strokes become a little heavier against him was divine torture. He didn't dare look down the sight, it might snap it off in Tsume's hand. When the model's fingers stopped moving, Toboe - much to his own surprise - opened his eyes, panting to regain his normal breathing pattern.
"Tsume... please don't stop." He nearly begged for the man's touch to return to him.
Toboe didn't even care that he was completely nude nor that Tsume still had on his pajamas. He just wanted him to continue what he had been doing. The model bent over; Toboe leaned back at the approach ready for the 'fun French kiss', as Tsume had called it, but their lips didn't touched; instead, he felt the silk of the model's pajamas sitting directly over his hips.
"Aaahhh..." He moaned loudly again.
Tsume pressed his forehead to Toboe's breathing heavily against his face while he rocked his hips rhythmicly into his, making sure Toboe could feel his stiffening meat against his. The model's hands searched for Toboe's, taking them into his own he moved them between their hips. Giving Toboe a kiss, a strong hard kiss, he didn't remove his hands from Toboe's until his lover grabbed a hold of himself.
"I'll teach you." He whispered in a seductive pant.
Wrapping Toboe's legs around his waist, Tsume hooked his arms around the teen's shoulders then sat them both up.
'This must be like what Kiba and Hige were doing in the car.' Being a novice, he presumed all sex was done lying down. Toboe began to rock up and down quickly, trying to make some friction.
Tsume chuckled kissing Toboe's cheek. "What are you doing?"
"What am I supposed to do...?" he asked with a blush.
A smirk on his lips Tsume replied. "Follow." Rocking his hips in a rolling manner, Toboe repeated the movement.
Tsume reached behind his back with one arm, grabbing the bottle that he had gotten from the nightstand. Toboe watched the man through slit eyes with interest, wondering, again, since the first time he had seen it, what that bottle was for? The older man flipped the cap up and squirted the liquid down onto Toboe's sex.
The novice scrunched his eyes waiting for the cold to hit him, but to his surprise it was almost really warm. "It's warm." He smiled.
Tsume returned the smile; capping the bottle he set it down on the bed. "Lubricant," he replied, not caring that he could feel the liquid dripping onto his pajama pants as their hips never stopped moving against each other. "This always makes it feel good." He put his arm back around Toboe's shoulders.
Toboe was panting as his face flushed. He really liked this new feeling and couldn't wait for his next set of instructions.
"Now, can you feel my fingers?" asked the model, brushing his fingers in the dips between his shoulder blades and spine. Toboe nodded and closing his eyes again when he felt a delightful tingling going up his back. "Do that same motion with your hands, slide them up and down.
Toboe thought for a moment of what he'd meant, then as Tsume had instructed he tugged at his length with a little force. It felt so good! Tugging it faster, he paused hearing Tsume laugh. "What's so funny?" He asked.
"Slow down, pup, it's not a race." He said referring to the animal last name.
"Oh." Toboe blushed. Slowing down the movement of his hands he couldn't help but smile feeling the difference. 'No wonder I hadn't felt anything when I did it. I was going too fast.'
Tsume's hands began to move again. His fingers practically dug into the soft back.
"Mmm..." Toboe moaned feeling his chest reacting the same way his length had, when he first felt Tsume's hot kisses beside it. The little needles. He leaned back onto the man's arms, their hips moving as though they were carving pumpkins now, with deep languid rocks.
Toboe's hands continued to mimic Tsume's movements. The pleasure rising and falling in his body felt like an ocean were hitting him over and over again... An ocean... He moaned feeling the imaginary water running down him again. Only this time it almost felt real. He titled his head forward, resting it against Tsume's chest.
The model kissed the top of Toboe's forehead, the side of his face, and leaning down a bit he kissed the burnt neck, too. Whispering into his ear for him to lean back against his arms; Toboe does as he was told. Tsume hummed out his pleasure when the shift in weight pressed against his lap. Toboe arched his back against the feeling of the waves density increasing by that simple action.
Toboe's breathing was completely shallow, all the moisture in his mouth gone from the loss of breath. He stroked himself faster with a firm grip. Tsume bent his head down, licking playful circles around the pert nipple and sucking it between his lips. Twice Wolf released the grip on his member to hold tightly to Tsume's slender shoulders, having to have the man tell him to put them back where they once were.
"Tsu..." Toboe tried saying. "Tsume - aaahhh..." His sex jumped in his hands as he climaxed. Tsume held him close now, caressing his back rather than raking it like before.
Toboe's posture fell limp; he tried to catch his shuddering breaths.
Tsume kissed the side of the flushed teen's head, trying to even out his own breathing.
"What..." Toboe swallowed around a dry throat, "What was that?" He had never in his life felt or DONE anything like that before. It was amazing!
"That is what we call the opening ceremony to the test of manhood." The model explained in a schoolyard kind of way. Removing his stained night shirt, he laid his crush back down on the bed resting himself on top of him so Toboe could feel his bare chest.
"It was wild!" exclaimed Toboe, secretly enjoying the feeling of the model's skin. "Could we do it again?"
Tsume parted the teen's lips with his own kissing him open-mouthed and deeply, licking the sides of Toboe's mouth asking for permission to French kiss him. The teen replied giving him some playful licks as well. It was like their kissing game from before, and Toboe was beginning to really like French kissing. They moaned in unison, bracing one another's arms as they ground their lengths together.
Toboe braved grabbing the model's pajama pants, flirting with pulling them down. Tsume smiled within the kiss. Holding his lover's hands in place he continued kissing him while raising his hips from Toboe; with effort he pulled himself away from the teen and stood up over him on the bed. The model let his pants slide down his waist and legs and he stepped out of them.
Toboe's eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he saw the size and length of the model's intention. And that was just the view from below! The man smirked in a sly kind of way looking down at his little lover. "Like what you see?" he asked. Taking a step forward so that he was directly over the teen's again, Tsume lowered himself dropping down both knees at the same time so that he straddled around Toboe's hips.
Toboe closed his eyes in pure bliss feeling the skin on skin contact for the first time. Unsure of how to react, he just uttered the man's name. "Tsume..." And he engaged in another deep kiss.
The model could have played like this forever, but with the fierce heat growing in his lower half, it was time to get serious here. Grabbing the bottle again, Tsume flipped up the cap, and - while still thoroughly tonguing his little lover - began to squirt its contents between their legs. Toboe ground up into the Amazon river rushing between their thighs, he never wanted this to stop.
Kneading the teen's bottom, Tsume would squeeze the flesh between his hands before smoothing them back down the plump rear and back up again. Rolling them over so that Toboe was on top, the model collected the lube over his fingers. 'Time for the test.' He thought. Running his finger down between the teen's crack he massaged the little nub of the hole he found.
Toboe responded well, pressing himself back against the intruding finger. But when the first finger went inside, he froze. With a little gasp, he broke the kiss looking into the other man's eyes. "Tsume, what are you doing?"
"Toboe, this will hurt a little." The model didn't lie, "but I need you to relax so that it doesn't hurt as much."
Trusting the more experienced opinion, Toboe began to kiss him again as a distraction from this pain he was about to face. 'Guess that answers my question of how guy's have sex with each other.' He figured.
When he felt a finger sliding into him, again, he froze. But remembering what Tsume had said he tried to relax. 'This isn't so bad.' Thought the Wolf teen. The intruding finger began to move around with a sort of thrusting motion, slowly before joined by a second finger.
Toboe panicked but calmed himself down. Tsume couldn't have been more proud of him for taking it like a man, and he hurried the stretching along so his lover could feel the real pleasure of sex.
Feeling another squirt of lubricant against his rear, Toboe started to move himself on the model's fingers. Panting, he hugged the man saying into the mattress. "Tsume, this feels nice."
Smiling, the model rolled them back over, taking his fingers slowly from the teen's body. Without a word he sat back on his legs and grabbed a little piece of plastic from the sidetable. "A condom." Tsume answered the questioning look.
"A condom?" he repeated, his hands absently rubbing his slickened backside. "I thought that was for girls?"
Tsume was busy opening the condom then pulling it on to make sure that is was done correctly. Knowing Toboe's eyes were on his actions, he also made sure not to let his hands get in the way of what he was doing. "Here, open your hands."
Doing as he was told, Toboe awaited whatever the man was going to give him. Feeling the warm lubricant drizzle into his palm he was tempted to play with it, but Tsume took his hands placing it on his member.
"You want me to do it?" asked Toboe. Though he had already begun to stroke the man's rubber-covered length. Tsume leaned back over, kissing him again while his hands busily worked the lubricant on the condom.
Tsume was surprised at how quickly Toboe had learned to masturbate, as his hands were making his breathing wobble. Pulling himself free, he parted Toboe's legs setting himself between them. Toboe remembered to relax but he still squeezed his eyes shut. Slowly tiny bits at a time, Tsume moved himself into the teen's body.
"Rrr..." He bared his teeth in pain as his body stretched apart far more than a couple fingers could do. Tsume wasn't lying when he'd said it would hurt; the model's fingers had almost become relaxing, although, it was hard to compare the thin appendages to THIS. He whimpered quietly so he wouldn't scream out loud and when Tsume was completely inside of him, and lay still waiting for the man to move.
Pulling slowly out, Tsume smoothed the lube that was pressed to his base during the admittance into the tight space, back onto himself before pushing back in, one quick motion, causing the honey voice to cry out. He hugged the man to him the best he could, wrapped his arms and legs around him. "Okay." He said to let Tsume know he was ready.
Moving slowly he thrust in and out of Toboe's body; closing his eyes due to the smooth burn over the tight heat of his inner walls. It was like the burn was inside of him as well.
Toboe grunted through the pain as the model's length slid easily forward and back. 'This is supposed to feel...' He paused when he felt his body jump in excitement. 'That was...' It felt like he was melting.
Tsume's sex had hit the spot again and again making the pain become less noticeable and the fifth time he had hit it moans began to produce themselves from both their mouths. Tsume was moving at an even pace now, planning to pick it up when Toboe were ready. He'd wait forever if that's what it took.
"...Faster, Tsume, please..." He thrust his own hips up and down.
Steadying the teen around him, he banged into him now with more vigor. Toboe arched his back from the bed feeling the waves returning in his body. Tsume sat himself back on his legs bringing Toboe with him, never losing the momentum of his charge. The two of them drowned each other out, either by moaning louder or kissing away the sound the other was making.
Feeling his flesh kneaded and squeezed, Toboe leaned himself back far enough to hit the bed. Tsume continued to thrust, bouncing on the bed. The young teen could feel his member jump again, and Tsume grabbed a hold of it pumping it in time with his thrust. Both of them were so close now...
The model leaned forward laying back down, breathing warm air into his ear, little moans escaping his mouth that only Toboe could hear. "Hhhh... Hhhh." He pants.
Kissing Toboe as he gave one final jerk to his member; Toboe released all over them again. He himself came inside the condom and before he could collapse onto the young Wolf, he rolled them over so that Toboe was on top. Both of them lay sweaty and panting, catch their breaths and slowly calming down into a blissful sleep.
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