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Heat Wave

Chapter two

By Brit Columbia

Fandom: Fake

Pairing: Dee/Ryo

Rating: This chapter contains explicit man-on man sex between two
partners who love each other. If you don't like that sort of thing, or if you
are a child, then this story is really not for you. NC-17. Blowjob, rimming, anal.

Timing: It's set in July of Dee and Ryo's first
year together, a few days after my story Negotiations, but it is
not a continuation. There is no
Commissioner Rose in this story. I would just like to reiterate that ALL my
Fake stories are part of the same universe and the same long timeline, so there
are minor events referred to in this story that took place in A New Day and
Stand Up Guy.

Spoilers: To Volume 7

Disclaimer: These are not my characters. They were created
by Sanami Matoh.

Author's notes: Go for it, fellow pervs. And please
give me feedback. Concrit is always welcome. I think this one just might be too
wordy, like a lot of my other writing efforts, but it's not always easy to
judge one's own writing objectively.

Beta-ed by mtemplar,
ladyfeather and moontatoo. I'm
very happy to have your help!

Chapter two: Consummation

When Dee pulled back from Ryo's mouth, Ryo protested and went
after him, wanting more. Dee gave him a couple of quick, sensual kisses on the
lips and then pecked his cheek.

"Be patient, babe," he said with a cocky grin. "The
Dee-machine has just one mouth and right now it's needed elsewhere." He
punctuated this remark by running his palm over Ryo's semi-hard penis, and tugging
gently on the head with his forefinger and thumb.

Ryo jumped when he felt Dee touch him there, and a rush of warm
excitement immediately coursed through him. He could feel his member growing
longer and harder under the caress, not to mention at the suggestion that Dee's
mouth would soon be on him. He knew how intensely sensual it would feel when
Dee sucked him. His partner was so amazingly good at it, too.

"Okay," he murmured, looking up with uncharacteristic
boldness into the other man's eyes. "Just wash me first, all right? With
soap."

Dee chuckled and sank down into a crouch in front of him.
"Don't worry, my little clean freak. You will be washed EVERYWHERE with
soap." He gave one of Ryo's buttocks a squeeze as he said this, and
watched his lover's dick get even harder.

He picked up the bar of soap and rubbed it in Ryo's thatch of
pubic hair to get a good lather going, and then teased his partner by giving
his balls and straining cock only a brief, perfunctory wash before moving on to
his legs. Ryo had great legs, lean but very strong and hard from years of
Karate. Dee soaped and massaged both in turn, from thigh to ankle, and then he
washed Ryo's ticklish feet with the washcloth, smiling to himself at the way
his partner flinched and half-laughed when the cloth found its way between his
toes.

"Dee, my feet are more than clean now." Ryo tugged his
left foot out of Dee's hands. "I thought you said your mouth was needed
elsewhere."

"Why, so it is, you impatient hornball of a man." Dee
smirked up at Ryo. "Turn around and I'll show you where it needs to
go."

"Where do YOU get off calling anyone a 'hornball'?" Ryo
muttered, but he turned around anyway, and then moaned softly as he felt Dee's
left hand slide up the front of his thigh and then start rhythmically stroking
his soapy penis.

Dee reached around Ryo's hips with his other arm and hugged him
close for a moment before taking the other man's balls in his right hand and
caressing them gently. They were drawn up tighter against his body than they
had been earlier, hot and heavy, ripe with need. He wished he could suck them
into his mouth and use his tongue on them until Ryo squirmed and made those
sweet little noises he always made, but unfortunately, they were still covered
in soap. Also, he reminded himself, it was Ryo's ass that was next on his list.
He knew Ryo would freak if he tried to stick his tongue up there without
washing it first, so he removed his hand from his partner's balls and picked up
the bar of soap.

The first notion Ryo got of Dee's shift in focus was when he felt
his lover's teeth sink into his left buttock and suck hard on the flesh there.

"No, Dee, don't leave a mark on my ..." He interrupted
himself with a groan of pure pleasure as Dee sucked harder and the
pleasure/pain rose to a peak. Damn it, it felt so good.

"Too late." Dee's voice was slightly muffled because he
was rubbing his face against Ryo's ass. "No one's gonna see it except me,
anyway."

"I've got Karate on Monday," Ryo reminded him. "The
men's change room is communal, remember?"

"You just keep your damn underwear on in there," Dee
growled. "I've seen the way that dickhead Roger stares at you."

"But Roger has a partner! They've been together for at least
a year. He's not going to try anything with me."

"You're way hotter than Roger's boyfriend," said Dee and
began sliding his fingers up and down the crevice between Ryo's small, muscular
buttocks. "If Roger even suspected what a total hornball you are, I'd have
to break his fucking arm."

"Dee, I - ohh!" Ryo gasped as he felt Dee's soap-covered
index finger nudge a short distance into his anus. It stung slightly because of
the soap. When Dee rotated his finger a quarter turn and pushed it in further,
Ryo gasped again.

"You were saying?" Dee found Ryo's prostate gland and
gave it a gentle nudge.

Ryo groaned and trembled in response, as his body reacted to the
way the soap burning his tender membranes contrasted with the throbbing
pleasure he felt every time Dee touched that sensitive little bundle of nerves
inside him. He reached out for the wall of the shower stall, needing the
support of the cold black and white tiles. When he looked down at his taut
body, he saw that his member was hard and so swollen, an angry purplish red
color under all the soap. It was still being stroked by Dee's other hand, but
in a maddeningly slow way. From the moment that Dee's soap-slick finger had
entered him, his erect shaft had begun to weep liberal amounts of precum. There
was an explosion gathering force deep inside him and he felt like he couldn't
wait much longer.

That bastard had done it to him again. Seduced him, that is, at
the end of a particularly sultry day in the middle of a heat wave, when sex had
been absolutely the last activity that he could have imagined himself willingly
engaging in. Now, he found himself weak in the knees, covered in soap and
slippery with it, alternately pushing his penis forward into the tight circle
of Dee's hand, and pressing his buttocks back against Dee's invading finger,
wishing Dee would suck or fuck him, instead of teasing him unmercifully like
this.

"Dee, for God's sake! Get this soap off me, and get me
off!"

Amused by Ryo's unexpected demand, Dee rose quickly and grabbed
the shower head, his own erection bobbing as he did so. 'Get me off' was as
close to talking dirty as Ryo seemed capable of at this early stage in their
relationship, and it was still unusual to hear him say even that. However, Dee
was confident that sooner or later, he would succeed in corrupting him far
enough that he would be able to throw the 'F'-word around with the best of
them. It wasn't that Ryo never swore. He sometimes got pissed off and let fly
with all kinds of really first-class cuss words. Even JJ had remarked not too
long ago that Ryo could 'swear like a sailor'. But he had some kind of hangup
about using those words in a sexual context, although, inexplicably, he seemed
to love hearing Dee say them.

"Fuck Ryo, you're a wet dream come true. Literally," he
added, as he hosed the soap off Ryo's body, front and back. "Tilt your head
down."

Ryo obligingly bowed his head to allow Dee to rinse the
conditioner out of his hair. He felt his lover's body start with surprise when
he moved his head all the way down and spontaneously took Dee's shaft in his
mouth. He sucked its hard musky heat eagerly while the cool water cascaded down
over his hair and face. Dee's free hand was threaded through the strands of his
hair, strong fingers tightening at intervals on his scalp, and he dimly heard
Dee's voice offering indecent encouragement through the thrumming of the water
against his ears.

The noise stopped and Ryo realized that his partner had turned off
the faucet. He stood up straight, pushing his sopping wet bangs out of his
eyes. Dee pulled him close and kissed him hard.

"Aren't you just full of surprises today? You didn't have to
do that. I was gonna
do that to you!"

"Yeah, well, your mouth was too busy talking about Roger," Ryo said dryly.

"No more Roger," Dee vowed. "I'm gonna get you off
very shortly, I swear. But I wanna rim you first, sweetheart."

Ryo shook his head. "Dee, you know how I feel about that.
It's not the healthiest thing that two people -"

"I disagree. There's probably worse bacteria on that doorknob
over yonder than there is in your ass right now. Besides, you're practically
blowing soap bubbles down there. Come on, you're always bitching about how I
shouldn't say 'fuck' around Bikky. This is your big opportunity to finally wash
my foul mouth out with soap!"

In spite of himself, Ryo laughed. Dee and Bikky both excelled at
the imaginative twisting of logic to serve their purposes. "All right,
then. But no kissing afterwards."

"Well, in that case I'd better kiss you now, huh?" Dee
pushed Ryo up against the wall of the shower surround, and leaned down to take
his lover's eagerly offered mouth. Even before their lips met, Ryo's tongue was
already on its way out to play with his. Dee thrust his tongue aggressively
into the other man's mouth, his attention caught by the contrast between the
heat he found there and Ryo's now quite chilled limbs. He rubbed his erection
against Ryo's while kissing him deeply and thoroughly, remembering how that
hot, sexy mouth had so recently been wrapped around his still-hard dick,
tonguing it up and down...

With a groan, he pulled back, and turned Ryo around. "Spread
'em, babe."

"I can't, Dee. The tub's not wide enough."

"Dork. Sometimes I wonder about you. Put this leg - " he
patted it - "up on the edge of the tub. Yeah, like that. See? Now stick
your ass out so I can get at you."

Ryo blushed, but did as he was told. "I have no idea what
people get out of this particular activity," he said, a little bit
stiffly.

"Aw, Ryo, are you saying you've forgotten how much you loved
it the first time I did it?"

Ryo felt Dee's cool fingers part the cheeks of his buttocks. He
felt his lover's hot breath in a place where no one ought to feel hot breath. A
droplet of water seemed to roll unnaturally slowly down the center of his spine
right towards the place that Dee was so focused on. He shuddered involuntarily
at that moment, but he couldn't have said whether dread or excitement was
foremost in his mind.

"Um...There was alcohol involved, if I remember, right.
Otherwise I never would have..."
His voice trailed off as he felt the first wet, velvet touch of Dee's
tongue. There was nothing tentative about it. Dee licked him boldly from his
perineum right up to his anus, using the pointed tip of his strong tongue to
push inside it, in and out, in and out. Then he went back down on the same
path, this time jabbing a couple of times at Ryo's perineum. No sound came from
Ryo, apart from a little gasp, but he arched his hips back even further to
allow Dee better access.

Dee became aware the moment Ryo began stroking himself, because
his light-haired lover started making those soft little whimpering noises that
he had been hoping to hear. Ryo also began pushing back harder at Dee's sucking
lips and tongue, and Dee was only too ready to give it to him at the level of
intensity that he appeared to be demanding.

However, when he judged Ryo to be close to the edge, he spun him
around, pulled the man's hand off his own cock, and took over with his mouth.

When Ryo felt those hot, mobile lips finally sliding down his
entire length, he clung urgently to Dee's shoulders and let out a long groan,
before erupting several electrified moments later with pent-up intensity into
his partner's mouth. He had never been one for keeping his balance during a
standing orgasm, and as it took him, he could feel his knees beginning to go.

Dee felt it too, and supported his partner's weight with trembling
arms, even as he was swallowing Ryo's offering. When the cock in his mouth had
stopped twitching and had thoroughly emptied itself of its contents, he lifted
his head off it and lowered his lover's suddenly-languorous form to his knees,
facing him on the floor of the bath. Ryo sagged forward and embraced him,
laying his head on Dee's shoulder.

"Thank you," he whispered. "That was really
necessary."

Dee, who had been taken somewhat unawares by the force and
suddenness of Ryo's orgasm, found himself left with a still throbbing and
decidedly unfulfilled erection of his own. "You know, if I didn't know
better, I'd say that rimming really does it for you..." He lifted Ryo's
face toward his, and couldn't deny a little stab of hurt when his lover took
his jaw in one firm hand and turned him aside.

"I said, 'No kissing after,'" Ryo reminded him firmly.

Unbeknownst to Ryo, the intention of defeating that ridiculous and
unfair decree suddenly became Dee's newest Holy Grail. But obviously it wasn't
going to happen anytime soon, so he let it go for the time being.

            The
enamel floor of the tub was hard under their knees, and the air in the bathroom
was becoming humid again. Although the two men had been almost shivering just a
little earlier from the cold stream of the shower, the water had been off for a
while, and sexual activity had caused their body temperature to rise somewhat.
"Let's go somewhere more comfortable," Dee suggested.

            "Like
where? An air conditioned hotel room?"

            "You
know, I thought of that, but then I remembered my Visa bill. No, I was talking
about the bedroom, with the ice, the beer and your floor fan on max. Besides,
I've got a load in my nuts with your name on it. It's goin' up your ass,
sweetheart."

            Dee
would have been the first to admit that that had been a particularly crude
remark, but it sure got Ryo's attention, since he blushed and tried to hide his
sudden interest. Dee flashed his crooked grin and stepped out of the tub,
pulling Ryo with him. He grabbed one of the fluffy white bath towels off the
towel rack, and wrapped it around his damp partner. He quickly dried himself
with the other towel, all the while staring hungrily at Ryo. Ryo stared back,
his eyes positively smoldering. Dee thought he would never get tired of seeing
that look on his lover's face. He had waited years for it, years of suffering
through unrequited love and desire. But he knew that unless Ryo stopped looking
at him that way soon, he was about five seconds away from throwing him down on
the bathroom floor and ravishing him right then and there.

With an effort, Dee stuffed his damp towel back on the rack and
turned to pick up the big casserole dish that was full of ice and Coors
bottles. "Meet you in the bedroom," he said huskily, but was still
able to summon up a cocky wink for Ryo.

Ryo actually shot him a slightly smug look before turning away,
and Dee couldn't help grinning. He knew what that look meant. It meant, You
don't fool me. You're THIS close to begging and I know it. He followed Ryo's towel-clad form the
short distance to the bedroom, thinking wicked thoughts about who would make
whom beg first.

The stifling heat of the bedroom hit them as they entered it, and
Ryo immediately went to plug in the standing fan. Dee set the casserole dish
down and left the room, only to return a few moments later with one of the
kitchen chairs. He placed the chair right next to the bed, put his dripping
makeshift ice bucket on it, and then adjusted the height of the fan so that it
blew directly over the ice, creating a nice flow of cool air that gusted across
the bed.

His preparations made, he turned to Ryo and asked, "What the
hell are you doing still wearing that towel?"

A second later the towel had been tossed onto the floor, and Ryo
was squirming in his arms on the bed, kissing his ear and throat and whispering
his name.

"Arrghh, you sexy thing... I want you so much," Dee
moaned as he felt Ryo's fist curl around his dick and start slowly jacking it
with his thumb passing confidently across the sensitive spot on the front of
the head. No one could have accused Ryo of being a novice at gay sex anymore,
not even Ryo himself. They had been together for just over two months and his
partner had a fair bit of experience under his belt by now. Of course the
turning point had been the night when Dee had offered his ass to a first
unconvinced and then wildly excited Ryo. Now THAT was a night he would never
forget, thought Dee with a certain amount of amusement. Ryo had fucked him to
within an inch of his life, not only that night, but day and night for about a
week after. He had finally reached the point where he couldn't sit down at
work, and their sex life had had to grind to a halt while he recovered.

But, as much as Ryo undoubtedly enjoyed being on top, he loved
bottoming just as much. In Dee's estimation, perhaps a shade more. That was
good because, for his own part, he had always found it easier to serve up the
sausage than take it in that particular location, although he really had a
weakness for getting it in his mouth. What he loved most about fucking Ryo was
the intimacy, the closeness, the sense of being joined. He preferred to be able
to see Ryo's face while he made love to him that way. Ryo's face was
indescribably beautiful at all times, but never more so than when it was
flushed and heavy-lidded with sexual tension.

"Ryo," he murmured, "Get the lube."

Ryo nipped at his collarbone before rising to do as he asked. Dee watched him root around in the
nightstand drawer, enjoying the fact that he was watching a man who was
willingly fetching the means to facilitate his own penetration. Just a few
short months ago, this would have been impossible. Ryo had been so afraid, so
squeamish, so determined not to take that fateful step that would set him on
the road into a gay lifestyle. Now look at him, Dee thought, as Ryo fished out the lube
and handed it to him with the lid off, no evidence of fear or disgust on his
face. It was clear by the way he quickly averted his eyes when their fingers
touched that he still felt a little bit self conscious. However his desire,
affection, and trust for Dee was apparent in the urgent glances he kept sending
him, as well as in his barely concealed impatience for what was to come.

Dee took the proffered lubricant and began spreading it over his
dick. "You want this, Ryo?" His bold eyes indicated his large, erect
member.

Ryo nodded. Dee could see that his lover's recently-spent cock was
starting to get hard again.

"You want to feel this way up inside you? Huh?"

Ryo nodded again and started stroking his own cock. A droplet of
precum appeared at the slit.

Dee squeezed extra lube onto his index and middle fingers and
beckoned Ryo with them, a wicked grin on his face. "Come closer then. Show
me your ass. Offer it to me so I can do whatever the hell I want with it."

Dee was surprised that the heat in Ryo's gaze didn't melt all the
ice in the casserole dish and set the bedclothes afire. His lover hesitated
just a moment before silently turning around and leaning forward on his elbows,
his buttocks thrust out invitingly. There was a very pretty and certainly
deliberate arch to his back. Dee got into position behind him and admired the
way Ryo was displaying himself. He knew it still wasn't easy for Ryo to behave
this way, and that he never would have assumed this submissive position if he
hadn't been so hot for a decent pumping. Dee planned to finger him for a good
while so as to loosen his lover's opening in preparation for his cock, but he
also wanted to take Ryo a little closer to the final countdown than he
currently was. After all, Ryo had come once already, and it would consequently
take him a little longer to come a second time. Dee, on the other hand, was ready to blow at the slightest
touch.

Ryo's left buttock bore the mark of Dee's earlier claiming; he
traced the fingers of his dry hand over it with satisfaction. "Your ass is
mine," he murmured, and tugged Ryo's right buttock to one side so that he
could see the little puckered rosebud he would soon be violating.

"My whole body is yours," Ryo reminded him, and then
emitted a low, intense sound as he felt Dee's fingers start to caress his
crack.

"And your heart?" Dee's wet fingers were sliding up and
down, and all around Ryo's entrance, stroking, pressing, circling.

"Especially...my heart...umf..."

"How about your soul?" He slid his index finger in well
past the second knuckle, causing a jolt to run through Ryo's body.

"If you...If you want it."

"If I want it? Of course I want it! I want any part of you
that you can give me. I want all of you, always." As he spoke these words,
he began moving his finger rapidly in and out of Ryo, rubbing over his
sensitive spot, grinning at the way his lover's tight, velvet grip seemed to
tug at his invading digit. Presently, it became less tight, and Dee worked a
second finger in beside the first. The loosening process was definitely more
efficient with two fingers. He spread and twisted them, pulled out for a moment
to add more lube, and then reinserted them, listening to Ryo moan and pant.

When he reached under his partner with his free hand to caress
first his lean belly, and then his cock and balls, Ryo rose from his elbows and
arched back against Dee's chest. His strong body was so hot and tense, the
muscles of his abdomen and thighs quivering tautly in marked contrast to the
soft yielding wetness of his nether entrance. Dee nuzzled and bit at his neck
and continued with both hands to play the finely tuned instrument that was
Ryo's sexy body.

"Gonna do you now, sweetheart," he murmured close to
Ryo's ear, withdrawing his fingers from the other man's tight heat. "Turn
around."

Ryo obeyed with alacrity and started to lie down, but Dee stopped
him. "No," he said, "not like that. You on top, this time."
He lay back on the bed, holding his glistening erection up proudly. "Sit
yourself down on this."

Ryo hesitated. Penetrate himself? He didn't know if he could.

"You can do it, Ryo. Come ride me."

Carefully, Ryo straddled Dee and started to lower himself. He felt
the sticky tip of Dee's penis rub along his inner thigh before it settled
against his perineum. He rocked on it lightly for a moment, feeling the
corresponding echoes of his movement up inside his anus. Damn, that felt good.
He really couldn't wait to have Dee inside him.

But first, he would have to see if he was capable of doing what
Dee wanted him to do. He realized that it was one thing to passively receive
another man's penis, and quite another to actively insert it into one's own
body. This was the first time he had considered doing this. He wasn't sure he
was going to like it as much as when Dee took charge.

He reached back behind himself and felt Dee's lubricated and very
hard erection. It was definitely hard enough to be able to get inside without
much bending or slipping. His fingers brushed against Dee's.

"I'll help you," Dee murmured, and together they guided
the head of his penis to Ryo's loosened opening.

Ryo pressed back experimentally, but suddenly found the ring of
muscle at his entrance tightening fiercely to repel the invader. He frowned. He
had thought he was ready.

"Relax. Try again in a minute," suggested Dee, and
stroked Ryo's arm and chest soothingly with his non-sticky hand.

"No, I want to try again now," Ryo insisted. "Help
me, Dee."

Once more, Dee lifted his erection and rubbed it suggestively
against Ryo's crack. Ryo settled into position, and rubbed back, closing his
eyes briefly as he did so.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yes," whispered Ryo.

"Then don't feel like you have to put it in yet. Just do this
for a while. When you're ready, it'll go in easy..." Dee pressed his palm
against Ryo's hard cock and pushed it up against his belly, caressing it with
his spread fingers.

"Yes," Ryo whispered again, rubbing and pressing back
against the head of Dee's penis, letting it slide up the crack between his
buttocks, and back down until it bumped against his testicles. He did that for
several minutes, his head thrown back, his eyes once more closed, his lips
parted to allow low breathy moans to escape him.

Dee watched him, shaking his head at the innate sexiness of the
man he had chosen to give his heart to. Ryo was a deeply sexual being, and that
side of him had certainly suffered during those years of self-denial when his
sensuality had had no focus, no outlet. Dee had always sensed this hidden
eroticism about his partner, and had done his best to awaken the sleeping
sex-beast within him.

He noticed that Ryo's movements were getting shorter and more
deliberate. He was now pressing back harder whenever Dee's penis slid over his
entrance. It wouldn't be long now...

And it wasn't. Dee suddenly felt the sensitive tip of his cock
engulfed by a clinging wet warmth. It sucked at him like a mouth and then
withdrew. A moment later, it was back, accompanied by louder moans from Ryo.
This time a little bit more of Dee's erection was permitted inside before
encountering resistance. The third time, Ryo gave a big push right at the
crucial moment, and suddenly Dee found that the whole head of his dick was now
buried within the tight throbbing confines of the narrowest part of his
partner's channel.

Ryo sucked in his breath through his teeth, wincing and holding
still. Dee reminded him to breathe, and he nodded tightly in response, before
slowly drawing breath in through his nose. A tense thirty seconds passed
without it appearing to get any easier for Ryo, while Dee struggled to get
himself back under better control. Ryo's tight, internal grip right on the most
sensitive part of his dick was making him crazy, especially the way it squeezed
and throbbed. He felt like he had had a hard-on for a solid half hour, and that
wasn't including all the times during the day that his dick had stood up inside
his pants every time he thought about his late-afternoon plans for Ryo's ass.
Now that he was actually inside that much coveted ass, unfortunately, he was
only a very short length of time from sending out the troops.

He groaned as it began sliding down on him. Obviously, Ryo was
feeling better. He slid slowly up and down the first few times, but then, to
Dee's alarm, he began to pick up speed. Dee was shocked. That was the last
thing he would have expected. He had been thinking that Ryo would go slowly and
carefully as he got used to the new sensation of being on top.

"Babe, slow down," he panted. "I'm too close
already..."

"Dee, you'd better not come yet."

Ryo deliberately clamped Dee's cock with his internal muscles, and
Dee groaned again. Ryo had been doing that ever since he'd learned that move
from that incredible (and slightly scary) week that he had been on top, and Dee
had done it to him. No one could say Ryo wasn't a fast learner.

"Stop, Ryo! I can't - "

Ryo didn't slow down. "Don't do it, Dee."

"Give me a break, here, dammit! Aaghh! You're squeezing me,
so hot..."

Ryo looked down at Dee's frantic face, his long bangs hanging in
his eyes. He couldn't help smiling a little. It wasn't often that he had Dee at his mercy like this.
"You want me to stop?"

"Yes! Fuck! Now, before it's too late!"

"Beg me."

"What?" Sheer indignation actually bought Dee a few
extra seconds of control.

"Beg me to stop." Ryo tried to hold his voice steady,
but it was quite difficult, as he was extremely turned on.

"You! You bastard! You're doing this on purpose - I knew
it!"

"Dee, I'm warning you...I expect to be satisfied. You'd
better hold it in."

Uh-oh,
Dee thought. Ryo expected to be satisfied. "Okay," he panted. "I
get it, okay. I'm begging you, you hear me? Stop fucking me like this. Please
slow down. Come on, sweetheart, please!" He jerked hopefully on Ryo's dick,
trying to get him closer to orgasm, too.

Ryo didn't stop. He continued thrusting his hips, and his tight,
slick rear passage continued to ride Dee's thick and now-throbbing erection.

"Ryo? Aren't you gonna - Oh shit, aw fuck, I can't -" In
that moment, Dee lost the last of his tenuous control. He seized Ryo's hips
with both hands and thrust up hard into him, howling out his name as he ended
his torment by exploding deep inside his lover's narrow rear passage. It was a
lengthy, intense climax, made all the sweeter by how long he'd had to wait for
it. It was the end product of a day of yearning, a whole day of not beating
off, even though he really, really needed to, a day of plotting and scheming to
get Ryo into bed, despite the insane heat and humidity. All his fantasies
turned to liquid in that moment and poured violently out of his dick and into
the body of his much beloved partner. It left him feeling drained, exhausted,
and emotional. He lay there limply, his eyes closed and his heart rate gradually
returning to normal.

He felt Ryo's hands slide from his sweating abdomen up over his
pectoral muscles and off his shoulders onto the bed. Then his lover's chest was
lowered down onto his, and he gasped at the sensation of sensual lips nuzzling
his neck and ear. Even though Dee now felt uncomfortably hot, and Ryo probably
did too, he couldn't stop his arms from going around the other man's back and
slender waist. He held him close, practically oblivious to the sheen of sweat
that was increasing between their bodies.

After a few moments, he calmed down enough to realize that he
should let go, which he did rather reluctantly. Ryo immediately raised his body
off Dee's and gazed down at him sternly. Dee watched several droplets of sweat
run down his partner's beautiful torso. One of them rolled onto his hip and
rode the curved angle of his hipbone down into his groin. Ryo's dick was still
hard, and Dee felt somewhat guilty for having shot his load ahead of schedule.
Still, it had been an absolutely incredible orgasm, and he couldn't find it in
himself to regret it. Plus, it was all Ryo's fault, anyway. He should really
lodge a protest at his partner's underhanded treatment. Yes, he ought to. But
all he wanted to do right then was gaze at him reverently and touch his sexy
body. He lifted an appreciative hand to fondle one of Ryo's buttocks. His
thoroughly softened cock was still partially buried inside Ryo's gorgeous,
naughty ass. Ryo was looking at him with a grim expression on his face, but Dee
noticed that the corner of his partner's mouth was twitching slightly.

"You didn't come." Dee sounded disappointed.

"No," said Ryo. Another twitch. "And whose fault is
that?"

"It's YOUR fault, of course! YOU were the one who had to go
into cowboy mode and break this poor bronco in record time."

"How can it be my fault when you specifically told me you
wanted me in this position?"

"Well, how was I to know that your very first time in the
driver's seat you'd be so damn feisty?"

"Dee." The stern note was back again. "I told you I
wanted you to satisfy me. You
failed to do that, and now you have the nerve to bitch about it? Don't you feel the slightest bit
guilty?"

"Of course I do," said Dee in a more subdued voice. He
caressed Ryo's semi-hard dick with his left hand. "You know I do. But I
can't help feeling you're up to something..." He gave Ryo's face a
searching look.

Ryo shifted on top of him, and eased his ass off Dee's cock. It
felt out with a soft plop.

"I'm going to the bathroom to get cleaned up," he said.
"I'll come back with a washcloth for you. After we're both a little
cooler, I expect you to satisfy me. Are you willing?"

Dee gave Ryo an incredulous look, and snorted in disbelief.
"Me? Willing? Dude, you should know me better than that. The answer is
'Yes, HELL, yes,' every fucking time, unless I'm in traction. Even if you're up
to no good, which I suspect you are. Hey, pass me a beer before you go, would
ya? And come back with the mouthwash and a cup for me to spit in."

"What do you want mouthwash for?" Ryo plucked a beer out
of the melting ice in the casserole dish and handed it to him. "Beer and
mouthwash sounds like a disgusting combination."

"I just want to do whatever it takes for you to feel like
it's safe to kiss me again, dork."

"Well, you can forget kissing if you taste like beer and
mouthwash," said Ryo firmly and left the room.

Dee sighed and twisted the top off his beer. His life was full of
damn stupid rules. But on the other hand, his life was great because Ryo was in
it. And the little bastard was up to something. He grinned and took a pull on his beer,
wondering if he should be worried.

~end of chapter two~

Stay tuned for
Chapter three: Reciprocation! This story would have ended at the second
chapter if my wonderfully perverted readers hadn't set up a clamor for switch
play. Seems as though an awful lot of people want Dee to get it in the
rear. There will be ice play next
time, too.

      By the way, if you want to read Chapter Three, it's already up at my LJ.
http://brit-columbia.livejournal.com/
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