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Sarsaparilla or Sprite? Continued� Dream
Disclaimer: Again, I do not own Eerie Queerie (including its content and its characters, that is obvious, right? Since such brilliant work could not have been made by such a silly yaoi-fangirl like me), but Shuri Shiozu does. In other words, I don’t own, don’t sue.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews; they were most thoughtful and encouraging. I have to revise and modify (ever so slightly) my categorization of this story since it is somewhat a combination of AU, continuation, and PWP. Anyway, here’s the next chapter. More lime and some appetizing lemon coming your way. *grins*
Second Part out of three. Some smutty details are within the story, so beware and enjoy.
Current Warnings: Fluff, Shounen ai/Yaoi (Lemon and a tid bit of solo or masturbation as well…), OOC-ness, Profanity, and possible story spoilers…
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Sarsaparilla or Sprite? Continued… Dream
“Haa, haa,” Ichi panted aloud as he ran towards his school. Ichi had dashed off the subway from its arrival of his destination. He was unusually late for the first time; he missed his first class. ‘Fuck,’ he thought to himself, ‘why’d I have to get a wet dream last night? Moreover, why’d it have to be of me and Mitsuo?’
After another few hundred meters of sprinting he was already in proximity of his school. Ichi leaned against the cement fence where he gasped for breath. He then began to walk in the back door of the school. As he was slipping off his outdoor shoes, Ichi began to think of his very naughty and wet dream.
It was a very random and abrupt dream. At one point in time while Ichi had been sleeping last night, he found himself in an illusion of something like a silent movie. There was no sound, only blurred action. That soon changed as images around him became clearer. There was a person in front of him. More like below him. Heavy pants and gasps for air were soon distinguished as well. The imagery then suddenly became transparent. Mitsuo was beneath his very body, fully naked. Both subconsciously and consciously, Ichi hardened at the very horny sight. The gorgeously lean and thin body of a rather “girlie” looking body was quite a nice view.
But, before he knew it, he was sucking with increased passion all over Mitsuo’s body. He had found the luscious lips of the small male to the sweet spot of his delicate neck to his rather pert nipples. Then, right down Mitsuo’s navel and lower… While Ichi was imagining such in his sleep, he subconsciously started to masturbate himself. Thrusting his own member into his hand. While lightly doing so, images of playing with his friend’s cock with his mouth and tongue appeared. As a response, Mitsuo moaned through the entire process while also twisting his hands through Ichi’s sleek and wetted black hair. Louder and louder the sounds of pleasure had arisen, this only caused more subconscious and active play on Ichi himself.
The next image he saw was that he had been gently pushing into his small mate’s posterior, ever so compassionately. Moments later in the dream he saw himself forcing thrusts of lust though the small behind of his lover. As what seemed to be reaching a climatic and “successful” finish, Ichi had woken up. For a start, he found himself clutching onto his very own hard-on which was now covered in cum. Then, he noticed his bed sheets, hands, and boxers were also covered in such liquid substance.
Ichi had then finished packing away his outdoor shoes into his locker. But with all the remembering of such a scene, he had hardened a bit again.
‘Damn it, I will have to get back to Hasunuma for lending me those stupid yaoi-porno picture books,’ Ichi thought as he walked up the stairs to his second class.
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“Sumimasen, chikoku desu,” Ichi said as he entered the classroom, pardoning his tardiness. For the rest of class, Ichi, for a change, remained aloof throughout the rest of the morning. While staring out the window, distracted from the daily lectures and lessons, Ichi daydreamed most of class away. This queer behavior only made Mitsuo act quite worried for his friend.
Once class had been dismissed for the day, Ichi slipped on his outdoor shoes, he immediately stood up and started out for home. Mitsuo found the way Ichi was acting quite peculiar and suspicious, so he decided to follow him to the subway station.
Once they reached the subway transit center, Mitsuo brought up the courage to surprise his friend.
“Hey Ichi!” Mitsuo said while simultaneously smiling and slapping his friend’s back.
Gaping at his smaller friend for a brief moment, he then cleared his throat. “Hey Mitsuo.”
“I thought you acting a bit strange today,” Mitsuo said as he deposited some coins in the ticket machine. “Do you also miss Hasunuma-kun?”
“Eh,” Ichi said rather taken off guard, “not really, some other things have been on my mind.” He then paid the subway fare for his ticket.
“Mind I ask what is the matter?” Mitsuo asked, turning over to his taller friend while smiling adorably.
“Uh, nothing really,” Ichi said while turning his head around while scratching it. ‘Arg! Why do I have to get hard by his little girly smile???’
“Oh,” Mitsuo with a slightly tinge of disappointment.
“…”
“Well,” Mitsuo said suddenly brightening up. “We gotta go catch the subway now!”
“Right.”
As Mitsuo began to walk towards the escalator which connected to the platform for their subway, he accidentally lost his balance. He then bumped into Ichi who received the impact by falling on his back. To break his fall slightly, his heavy coat was able to protect him. But, very soon after, Mitsuo had landed right on top of him. For a minute they lay their, but they did receive quite a few stares and glares.
Mitsuo then felt that Ichi was rather hard which he recognized the problem. He then stood up, and offered a hand up.
“Sorry, about that.”
“No problem.”
“Let’s go to my house, I’ll treat yah a nice little dinner,” Mitsuo piped up.
“What?”
“C’mon! We are definitely gonna miss the subway at this rate!” Mitsuo said while grabbing onto Ichi’s hand and dragging him along.
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Reaching Mitsuo’s stop, they hopped off the subway. They walked out, chatting together most casually and playfully. Almost something like a typical couple, so a few people found it cute and some the opposite.
Moseying out of the station for more than five minutes, Mitsuo then pulled Ichi into an alleyway where he pushed him against the wall.
“What the heck-” Ichi started, quite startled.
“Shhh… I’m going to help you,” Mitsuo barely breathed into the ear of his friend.
“What are you talking about?”
Mitsuo did not respond with words, but he moved his hand to his friend’s member. Even through the material of cloth that was blocking it, Mitsuo could easily feel it, and it was hardening second by second.
Ichi then groaned whilst leaning his head back against the brick wall, not consciously realizing that he began moving his hips towards Mitsuo’s hand. Mitsuo grinned in the darkness of the alleyway. He then kissed his tall friend, right on the lips, again surprising Ichi. Of course, it was a pleasant one nonetheless. Battling inside each other’s mouth, Mitsuo gradually brought his hands to release the restraints that contained the aroused member of his friend. Leaving Ichi only in boxers, a bulge could easily be identified. Mitsuo then dipped his hand through the remaining material where he began to wrap his fingers around the shaft of his friend’s cock. As he continued to massage the member, he gained some lovely moaning from his new lover. This actually began to make Mitsuo too harden somewhat, but most importantly, his goal was to please his friend so he restrained himself slightly. Slowing the ministrations, Mitsuo then went to kissing his friend with increased passion.
Ichi enjoyed every touch and smooch he received, but he gradually became restless, wanting something more.
“Don’t stop…” Ichi barely breathed into another kiss. Mitsuo then stopped the kiss, while looking at Ichi, with another grin, he then abruptly pulled Ichi’s boxers right off. Ichi hissed a bit to the immediate exposure to the cold. But, soon after, his member felt warmed up. Ichi looked curiously downward, where he saw Mitsuo, just for a brief moment. But, he then got extremely weak in the knees, he began trembling to the licks and plays on his cock. His vision soon blurred as well. Ichi panted hard, while gasping and moaning at the same time. Mitsuo sucking his friend’s member, was rather enjoying himself since it was rather interesting to try for the first time giving someone a blowjob.
Soon, Ichi was clutching onto Mitsuo’s strands of hair. He began to moan even louder, and even beg for more. Mitsuo got the idea and sped up in his administration. Ichi approached his climatic end, while moving his hips for more movement. At long last, he came, then he released his cum. Mitsuo, gladly drank it in, despite its somewhat bitter and salty taste.
Ichi then collapsed down from his standing position, from exhaustion.
“Thanks for that treatment,” Ichi said, smiling blissfully.
“Dinner time already,” Mitsuo said, licking his lips. “Let’s go.”
“Alright,” Ichi said, slowly standing. He then pulled up his boxers and pants. Afterwards, the two friends left the alleyway.
-
At Mitsuo’s home, the two friends didn’t really say anything to each other, but they ate the dinner Mitsuo had prepared, silently.
After the dishes were cleaned up, both ended up sitting together on the couch in the living room.
“Want to study together?” Mitsuo suggested. “We do have a quiz on Friday.”
“Sure,” Ichi said plainly. “Let me go get my bag.” Ichi went looking for his hand bag, which took a while since he forgot where he put it upon his arrival earlier that evening. Then, he went to the restroom to clean his face, since it had become sweaty due to prior events.
Finally, Ichi returned to the living room where he found Mitsuo dozing off on his text book. He then wondered whether or not to wake Mitsuo or leave quietly. He then thought, either way would probably bother Mitsuo, so he was in a dilemma. But then, the dishwasher alarm went off. Mitsuo had awakened.
“Hm, I guess I fell asleep while you were away,” Mitsuo said rubbing his eyes. “Sorry.”
“Nah, you’re tired,” Ichi said knowingly. “I guess, I should just go then, you need your rest.”
“Don’t go. Studying is boring and lame anyway,” Mitsuo said. “And you know, you never finished what we did yesterday.”
“Damn,” Ichi cursed and sighed. “I owe you too, since you helped me today.”
“Yeah…” Mitsuo dragged turning his head. “Well, you don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”
“…” Silence swept through the room for at least a couple minutes.
Acting decisively, Ichi then sat down beside Mitsuo. He then gently used his hand to move Mitsuo’s head to face him.
“Mitsuo,” started Ichi, “I want to say that I like you a lot, maybe even love you, so I never want to hurt you, emotionally or physically. However, whatever you want me to do, I will try to help you after all you did assist me in many ways.”
“You’re already too kind to me,” Mitsuo responded. “Thank you.”
Finding his friend’s response absolutely touching, adorable, and sweet, Ichi moved in for a tender kiss. He paused slightly, before actually doing so, but he decided to give it everything he got. Nipping gently around Mitsuo’s lips while also sucking around, Ichi with developing craze and ardor kissed the delicate lips. Meanwhile, he worked his hands to caress Mitsuo’s face and waist, pulling him ever closer. Combat soon struck as Mitsuo finally allowed access in his mouth, but Ichi dominated through.
The two youths ended up lying on the couch, but Mitsuo decided otherwise.
“Let’s move to my room…” Mitsuo uttered through another kiss. Ichi, while still kissing his little lover, carried Mitsuo to his bedroom. It was none to spacious, but everything was neatly packed away, making it look most roomy. The computer system was running as well, Ichi noticed while gradually padding through Mitsuo’s room. He then lay his friend on his bed.
“Nice room,” Ichi commented while turning away from Mitsuo.
Mitsuo then grabbed Ichi forward. This pull forced Ichi to land right on top of Mitsuo, but Ichi took advantage of this wonderful opportunity. He then pushed his lips to make contact to his friend’s lips. But, not wasting time, Ichi moved his mouth down to Mitsuo’s open and silky neck. Licking and nipping centimeter by centimeter earned Ichi wonderful mewls of pleasure. Ichi’s s ths then went to work again. He moved them underneath Mitsuo’s shirt where he could gain access to the hardening nipples. Ichi massaged and played with one side whilst kissing around Mitsuo’s neck for a sweet spot. This foreplay caused deeper moans of desire, which also made Ichi groan slightly. He had also began to harden, and fast. It was most evident of the lust Ichi was feeling, but Mitsuo could tell, Ichi was trying to be slow and steady. Mitsuo could be patient, but he didn’t have the tolerance at the moment since his wits had gone out the window.
“God, Ichi, get moving,” Mitsuo said, struggling with his pants. Ichi noticed this and immediately turned his attention to removing all restraining and covering material on his lover. Finally doing so, it seemed most déjà vu since the image and action taken was much like his dream last night. Mitsuo’s body was, however, even more beautiful than he could have ever imagined. He began to lavish and smother caresses, touches, and kisses upon such lovely and exposed skin. Mitsuo in response, moaned and whimpered through ale mie ministrations.
Suddenly, a beeping noise sounded. Then, a signal came from the computer. “You’ve got mail!” The speakers emitted.
“Uggg,” Mitsuo said, shifting under Ichi’s body. “I guess, I should check the message.”
“All right,” Ichi said while getting off his friend.
Mitsuo then strutted over to his computer and pulled up the message window. He then opened the email message. He perused it while squinting his eyes.
“Hm… our fun won’t be lasting too long,” Mitsuo said while turning his head to Ichi. “Hasunuma’s on his way back.”
Indeed, their third friend would be returning tomorrow afternoon.
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To be continued…
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A/N: Okay, maybe it is very OOC of Mitsuo to really want to make out, but remember, this is an AU! One more little note, I proofread this only once, so there might still be some errors (whether grammar, spelling, or convention related). Well, thanks for staying tuned! Review with necessary comments and critiques, please! They will be most helpful! Now, off to write the final section of this little trilogy. I plan on having a little sequel as well. Happy readings and good day to you!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews; they were most thoughtful and encouraging. I have to revise and modify (ever so slightly) my categorization of this story since it is somewhat a combination of AU, continuation, and PWP. Anyway, here’s the next chapter. More lime and some appetizing lemon coming your way. *grins*
Second Part out of three. Some smutty details are within the story, so beware and enjoy.
Current Warnings: Fluff, Shounen ai/Yaoi (Lemon and a tid bit of solo or masturbation as well…), OOC-ness, Profanity, and possible story spoilers…
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Sarsaparilla or Sprite? Continued… Dream
“Haa, haa,” Ichi panted aloud as he ran towards his school. Ichi had dashed off the subway from its arrival of his destination. He was unusually late for the first time; he missed his first class. ‘Fuck,’ he thought to himself, ‘why’d I have to get a wet dream last night? Moreover, why’d it have to be of me and Mitsuo?’
After another few hundred meters of sprinting he was already in proximity of his school. Ichi leaned against the cement fence where he gasped for breath. He then began to walk in the back door of the school. As he was slipping off his outdoor shoes, Ichi began to think of his very naughty and wet dream.
It was a very random and abrupt dream. At one point in time while Ichi had been sleeping last night, he found himself in an illusion of something like a silent movie. There was no sound, only blurred action. That soon changed as images around him became clearer. There was a person in front of him. More like below him. Heavy pants and gasps for air were soon distinguished as well. The imagery then suddenly became transparent. Mitsuo was beneath his very body, fully naked. Both subconsciously and consciously, Ichi hardened at the very horny sight. The gorgeously lean and thin body of a rather “girlie” looking body was quite a nice view.
But, before he knew it, he was sucking with increased passion all over Mitsuo’s body. He had found the luscious lips of the small male to the sweet spot of his delicate neck to his rather pert nipples. Then, right down Mitsuo’s navel and lower… While Ichi was imagining such in his sleep, he subconsciously started to masturbate himself. Thrusting his own member into his hand. While lightly doing so, images of playing with his friend’s cock with his mouth and tongue appeared. As a response, Mitsuo moaned through the entire process while also twisting his hands through Ichi’s sleek and wetted black hair. Louder and louder the sounds of pleasure had arisen, this only caused more subconscious and active play on Ichi himself.
The next image he saw was that he had been gently pushing into his small mate’s posterior, ever so compassionately. Moments later in the dream he saw himself forcing thrusts of lust though the small behind of his lover. As what seemed to be reaching a climatic and “successful” finish, Ichi had woken up. For a start, he found himself clutching onto his very own hard-on which was now covered in cum. Then, he noticed his bed sheets, hands, and boxers were also covered in such liquid substance.
Ichi had then finished packing away his outdoor shoes into his locker. But with all the remembering of such a scene, he had hardened a bit again.
‘Damn it, I will have to get back to Hasunuma for lending me those stupid yaoi-porno picture books,’ Ichi thought as he walked up the stairs to his second class.
-
“Sumimasen, chikoku desu,” Ichi said as he entered the classroom, pardoning his tardiness. For the rest of class, Ichi, for a change, remained aloof throughout the rest of the morning. While staring out the window, distracted from the daily lectures and lessons, Ichi daydreamed most of class away. This queer behavior only made Mitsuo act quite worried for his friend.
Once class had been dismissed for the day, Ichi slipped on his outdoor shoes, he immediately stood up and started out for home. Mitsuo found the way Ichi was acting quite peculiar and suspicious, so he decided to follow him to the subway station.
Once they reached the subway transit center, Mitsuo brought up the courage to surprise his friend.
“Hey Ichi!” Mitsuo said while simultaneously smiling and slapping his friend’s back.
Gaping at his smaller friend for a brief moment, he then cleared his throat. “Hey Mitsuo.”
“I thought you acting a bit strange today,” Mitsuo said as he deposited some coins in the ticket machine. “Do you also miss Hasunuma-kun?”
“Eh,” Ichi said rather taken off guard, “not really, some other things have been on my mind.” He then paid the subway fare for his ticket.
“Mind I ask what is the matter?” Mitsuo asked, turning over to his taller friend while smiling adorably.
“Uh, nothing really,” Ichi said while turning his head around while scratching it. ‘Arg! Why do I have to get hard by his little girly smile???’
“Oh,” Mitsuo with a slightly tinge of disappointment.
“…”
“Well,” Mitsuo said suddenly brightening up. “We gotta go catch the subway now!”
“Right.”
As Mitsuo began to walk towards the escalator which connected to the platform for their subway, he accidentally lost his balance. He then bumped into Ichi who received the impact by falling on his back. To break his fall slightly, his heavy coat was able to protect him. But, very soon after, Mitsuo had landed right on top of him. For a minute they lay their, but they did receive quite a few stares and glares.
Mitsuo then felt that Ichi was rather hard which he recognized the problem. He then stood up, and offered a hand up.
“Sorry, about that.”
“No problem.”
“Let’s go to my house, I’ll treat yah a nice little dinner,” Mitsuo piped up.
“What?”
“C’mon! We are definitely gonna miss the subway at this rate!” Mitsuo said while grabbing onto Ichi’s hand and dragging him along.
-
Reaching Mitsuo’s stop, they hopped off the subway. They walked out, chatting together most casually and playfully. Almost something like a typical couple, so a few people found it cute and some the opposite.
Moseying out of the station for more than five minutes, Mitsuo then pulled Ichi into an alleyway where he pushed him against the wall.
“What the heck-” Ichi started, quite startled.
“Shhh… I’m going to help you,” Mitsuo barely breathed into the ear of his friend.
“What are you talking about?”
Mitsuo did not respond with words, but he moved his hand to his friend’s member. Even through the material of cloth that was blocking it, Mitsuo could easily feel it, and it was hardening second by second.
Ichi then groaned whilst leaning his head back against the brick wall, not consciously realizing that he began moving his hips towards Mitsuo’s hand. Mitsuo grinned in the darkness of the alleyway. He then kissed his tall friend, right on the lips, again surprising Ichi. Of course, it was a pleasant one nonetheless. Battling inside each other’s mouth, Mitsuo gradually brought his hands to release the restraints that contained the aroused member of his friend. Leaving Ichi only in boxers, a bulge could easily be identified. Mitsuo then dipped his hand through the remaining material where he began to wrap his fingers around the shaft of his friend’s cock. As he continued to massage the member, he gained some lovely moaning from his new lover. This actually began to make Mitsuo too harden somewhat, but most importantly, his goal was to please his friend so he restrained himself slightly. Slowing the ministrations, Mitsuo then went to kissing his friend with increased passion.
Ichi enjoyed every touch and smooch he received, but he gradually became restless, wanting something more.
“Don’t stop…” Ichi barely breathed into another kiss. Mitsuo then stopped the kiss, while looking at Ichi, with another grin, he then abruptly pulled Ichi’s boxers right off. Ichi hissed a bit to the immediate exposure to the cold. But, soon after, his member felt warmed up. Ichi looked curiously downward, where he saw Mitsuo, just for a brief moment. But, he then got extremely weak in the knees, he began trembling to the licks and plays on his cock. His vision soon blurred as well. Ichi panted hard, while gasping and moaning at the same time. Mitsuo sucking his friend’s member, was rather enjoying himself since it was rather interesting to try for the first time giving someone a blowjob.
Soon, Ichi was clutching onto Mitsuo’s strands of hair. He began to moan even louder, and even beg for more. Mitsuo got the idea and sped up in his administration. Ichi approached his climatic end, while moving his hips for more movement. At long last, he came, then he released his cum. Mitsuo, gladly drank it in, despite its somewhat bitter and salty taste.
Ichi then collapsed down from his standing position, from exhaustion.
“Thanks for that treatment,” Ichi said, smiling blissfully.
“Dinner time already,” Mitsuo said, licking his lips. “Let’s go.”
“Alright,” Ichi said, slowly standing. He then pulled up his boxers and pants. Afterwards, the two friends left the alleyway.
-
At Mitsuo’s home, the two friends didn’t really say anything to each other, but they ate the dinner Mitsuo had prepared, silently.
After the dishes were cleaned up, both ended up sitting together on the couch in the living room.
“Want to study together?” Mitsuo suggested. “We do have a quiz on Friday.”
“Sure,” Ichi said plainly. “Let me go get my bag.” Ichi went looking for his hand bag, which took a while since he forgot where he put it upon his arrival earlier that evening. Then, he went to the restroom to clean his face, since it had become sweaty due to prior events.
Finally, Ichi returned to the living room where he found Mitsuo dozing off on his text book. He then wondered whether or not to wake Mitsuo or leave quietly. He then thought, either way would probably bother Mitsuo, so he was in a dilemma. But then, the dishwasher alarm went off. Mitsuo had awakened.
“Hm, I guess I fell asleep while you were away,” Mitsuo said rubbing his eyes. “Sorry.”
“Nah, you’re tired,” Ichi said knowingly. “I guess, I should just go then, you need your rest.”
“Don’t go. Studying is boring and lame anyway,” Mitsuo said. “And you know, you never finished what we did yesterday.”
“Damn,” Ichi cursed and sighed. “I owe you too, since you helped me today.”
“Yeah…” Mitsuo dragged turning his head. “Well, you don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”
“…” Silence swept through the room for at least a couple minutes.
Acting decisively, Ichi then sat down beside Mitsuo. He then gently used his hand to move Mitsuo’s head to face him.
“Mitsuo,” started Ichi, “I want to say that I like you a lot, maybe even love you, so I never want to hurt you, emotionally or physically. However, whatever you want me to do, I will try to help you after all you did assist me in many ways.”
“You’re already too kind to me,” Mitsuo responded. “Thank you.”
Finding his friend’s response absolutely touching, adorable, and sweet, Ichi moved in for a tender kiss. He paused slightly, before actually doing so, but he decided to give it everything he got. Nipping gently around Mitsuo’s lips while also sucking around, Ichi with developing craze and ardor kissed the delicate lips. Meanwhile, he worked his hands to caress Mitsuo’s face and waist, pulling him ever closer. Combat soon struck as Mitsuo finally allowed access in his mouth, but Ichi dominated through.
The two youths ended up lying on the couch, but Mitsuo decided otherwise.
“Let’s move to my room…” Mitsuo uttered through another kiss. Ichi, while still kissing his little lover, carried Mitsuo to his bedroom. It was none to spacious, but everything was neatly packed away, making it look most roomy. The computer system was running as well, Ichi noticed while gradually padding through Mitsuo’s room. He then lay his friend on his bed.
“Nice room,” Ichi commented while turning away from Mitsuo.
Mitsuo then grabbed Ichi forward. This pull forced Ichi to land right on top of Mitsuo, but Ichi took advantage of this wonderful opportunity. He then pushed his lips to make contact to his friend’s lips. But, not wasting time, Ichi moved his mouth down to Mitsuo’s open and silky neck. Licking and nipping centimeter by centimeter earned Ichi wonderful mewls of pleasure. Ichi’s s ths then went to work again. He moved them underneath Mitsuo’s shirt where he could gain access to the hardening nipples. Ichi massaged and played with one side whilst kissing around Mitsuo’s neck for a sweet spot. This foreplay caused deeper moans of desire, which also made Ichi groan slightly. He had also began to harden, and fast. It was most evident of the lust Ichi was feeling, but Mitsuo could tell, Ichi was trying to be slow and steady. Mitsuo could be patient, but he didn’t have the tolerance at the moment since his wits had gone out the window.
“God, Ichi, get moving,” Mitsuo said, struggling with his pants. Ichi noticed this and immediately turned his attention to removing all restraining and covering material on his lover. Finally doing so, it seemed most déjà vu since the image and action taken was much like his dream last night. Mitsuo’s body was, however, even more beautiful than he could have ever imagined. He began to lavish and smother caresses, touches, and kisses upon such lovely and exposed skin. Mitsuo in response, moaned and whimpered through ale mie ministrations.
Suddenly, a beeping noise sounded. Then, a signal came from the computer. “You’ve got mail!” The speakers emitted.
“Uggg,” Mitsuo said, shifting under Ichi’s body. “I guess, I should check the message.”
“All right,” Ichi said while getting off his friend.
Mitsuo then strutted over to his computer and pulled up the message window. He then opened the email message. He perused it while squinting his eyes.
“Hm… our fun won’t be lasting too long,” Mitsuo said while turning his head to Ichi. “Hasunuma’s on his way back.”
Indeed, their third friend would be returning tomorrow afternoon.
-
To be continued…
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A/N: Okay, maybe it is very OOC of Mitsuo to really want to make out, but remember, this is an AU! One more little note, I proofread this only once, so there might still be some errors (whether grammar, spelling, or convention related). Well, thanks for staying tuned! Review with necessary comments and critiques, please! They will be most helpful! Now, off to write the final section of this little trilogy. I plan on having a little sequel as well. Happy readings and good day to you!