Just Another Night

Gojyo lost track of how long he lay there, trying to will his erection to subside. It might have been possible if Hakka hadn't been so close, if they hadn't been all alone. Hakkai had been right; they'd all slept next to each other on the road, sometimes in the jeep, sometimes on the ground, and even sometimes huddled close together for warmth. But circumstances like those weren't exactly condusive to arousal, not when you were laying on hard, rocky ground, freezing your nuts off, listening to Goku whine and Sanzo bitch. All you wanted then was to see the first light of sunrise on the horizen, putting an end to the discomfort.

But this...this was different. It was just him and Hakkai, all alone. He could hear his friend's breathing, could feel his body heat, and then Hakkai shifted in his sleep, and Gojyo could feel Hakkai's bare shoulder against his back. His skin was smooth and warm, and his leg was against Gojyo's own, making him wish he'd put on shorts instead of jeans so he could feel that as well.

The redhead groaned under his breath and slipped out of bed as quietly as he could. He had to have some relief. His damn cock was hard as steel, his balls aching and tight and there was just no way he could sleep like this.

He headed for the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. There was no lock on the door, but Hakkai was sleeping and Goku was in Sanzo's room. He shouldn't need a lock, because it certainly wouldn't take long for him to get off. He leaned against the wall, unbuttoning his jeans, raking the zipper down. His cock nearly sprang out of the tight confines of his pants, and he grasped it, stroking fast, desperate for release, and once again picturing Hakkai beside him, this time kissing his neck and...

Hakkai was stepping closer, bare chested, that scar on his stomach rippling with his movements. He lowered his pants, watching Gojyo's hand move up and down, and he smiled, pulling Gojyo's hand off his cock and now was stepping even closer, and Gojyo could feel Hakkai's shaft against his own, Hakkai was thrusting his hips, sliding their...OH GOD!

Gojyo moaned as this vision sent him over the edge, waves of pleasure washing through him, balls tight against his body and cock throbbing as he spilled his seed. "Hakkai...yes," he gasped, leaning weakly against the wall until it was over, a feeling of utter relaxation comeing over him now that he'd finally gotten his relief. He rested against the wall a few seconds, letting his breathing return to normal, waiting for his legs to stop feeling like limp noodles. Finally he decided he'd better wash up and go back to bed while he was still feeling serene enough to sleep, and before being close to Hakkai could get him horny again. He opened his eyes and felt his heart drop to his stomach. Hakkai was standing there in the doorway staring at him, an inscrutable expression on his face.

"Ah...uh...I was..." Was what? What could he say? He was standing there, pants open, cock in his hand with come running down his fingers. It was pretty damn obvious what he was doing.

"Gojyo," Hakkai said, his voice low. "You said my name."

Oh shit. He'd heard. "Yeah...uh...I did? Well, see, buddy, it's...uh..." Gojyo couldn't think of a single excuse, and turned to the sink, unable to face his best friend any longer. This was going to change everything between them. It would surely put an end to their easy friendship, it would break the closeknit bond between them. All because he couldn't control his fucking hormones. He turned on the water and began to wash his hands, his chest tight with pain. When he felt Hakkai press against his back, he bolted upright in surprise, and gasped when Hakkai's arms slid around his waist, one hand sliding up to his chest, the other dropping to his belly. "Uh...Hakkai? What are..."

"You said my name, Gojyo," Hakkai repeated, and pressed his lips to Gojyo's neck. "When you came you said my name."

Gojyo turned to face him, still in the circle of Hakkai's embrace. His mouth was open but he had no idea what to say. His mind was whirling too much for him to form a sensible thought. Fortunately he was saved from having to speak by Hakkai's lips pressing against his. They were firm, warm, slightly chapped from the wind and sun. Utterly male, utterly right. Gojyo melted into that kiss, a kiss he felt like he'd been waiting for all his life. Hakkai was kissing him, Hakkai was holding him tight...and damned if he wasn't getting a hard-on again.

Gojyo hoped this was going to be a loooong night.