School of homoerotic nature

Disclaimer: You know ……it’s all not mine. I’m just using it.


AN: Yeah finaly done. I really worked hard on
this one, through I’m afraid that there will
be many grammer mistakes again. I also
put POV’s in this chapter because it was somewhat
neccessay and I personally think it’s always interesting to
see what other person’s in the story think/feel.

Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon
Pairings: S/Y S/T S/Ta


Sweet dreams:

Shuichi’s POV:

Shuichi awoke when ashen sunbeams were thrown through
the window, caressing his cheeks. He yawned slightly and
turned onto his stomach, pressing his face into the pillow,
not wanting to get up. After his encounter with Taki he really
wasn’t in the mood to, probably, be stared at the whole day.
No, he would just think of something pleasant, something like
Yuki and drift back to sleep. Yes, that was a good thing, dreaming
about Yuki, dreaming about Yuki kissing him, hug him and
press him against his hard chest, dreaming about Yuki doing
more intensive thing to him. The thought made Shuichi blush
and he giggled into the pillow, taking in the scent of his own
strawberry shampoo.

“Hey, Shu get up. You will get late for breakfast” Tathsua’s
voice echoed through the room, taking back a thought
Shuichi didn’t want to remind.
“I won’t go to breakfast” Shuichi muttered and sat up in
bed, still looking sleepy and rubed his eys. He didn’t really
recognize were he was at first couse the sun had dazzled
him a little when he had turned around to see through the window.

“Why not?” Tathsua asked. Shuichi could see from the look
he had in his eys that he knew very well why he didn’t wans
to go to the breakfast. Why did he ask so stupid anyway. He
should gave a shit about that what Shuichi did and didn’t do.
As soon as he thought that he felt sorry. It really wasn’t Tathsua’s
fault that Taki had embarrassed him in front of the whole school.

Suddelny Tathsua went up to him and sat beside him onto
te bed, looking at him with somewhat caring, understanding
eys. He laid an arm around Shuichi’s shoulder an pressed him
against him a little, making him bluch at the sudden contact
as he laid, more pulled by Tathsua than out of his own will, his
head against the other boys chest. “It’s okay if you go.
Taki doesn’t go to breakfast anyway. You can sit with me
and my friends if you want” Tathsua said in an over motherly
tone, pressing Shuichi more against him and stroking his back
lightly with caessing fingertips. Somehow Shuichi got the thought that
Tathsua only cared so much so that he could touch him, but he didn’t
really mind through it was comfortable. At least it was comfortable
until Tathsua moved his hand to low, trying to get under his blanket.
Shuichi turned red like a tomato and pushed Tathsua away, who,
somehow knowing that this would happen, quickly stood up before
Shuichi got the chance to throw him onto the floor. “Pervert!”
Shuichi shrieked, pulling the blanket up to his chin. Tathsua only
grinned and walked the door. “Sorry. I just …..couldn’t hold myself back”
the raven haired by stuck his tongue out and rubed the back of his head.

“But I meant it when I said that you could eat with us. My friends
will like you, cause you’re cute. They are a lot like me so ….okay,
maybe you should think this over then. But anyway ……And don’t be
afraid of Taki. Stay just with someone who could protect you, like me,
and he won’t do you anything. Bye!” and with this Tathsua was already
out of the door. Shuichi sighed. If it would be this easy. With and a frustrated
whine he let himse fall backward and pulled the blanket over his head.

It couldn’t really be helped, he had to get up sooner or later.
Still half asleep Shuichi stood his feet onto the floor. There was
something small, white next to his feet. The memories came
back dull and Shuichi picked up the little piece of paper wich
had Yuki’s phone number on it. Shuichi stared at the black
numbers for a while, wodering what he would do with the
number now. Should he call Yuki? But maybe he would
really be upset. He could clearly imagine it. After all he
would be upset if someone he permanent had to save
the ass would just call him. But maybe Yuki wouldn’t be
upset. It was thoroughly confusing.

Shuichi decided that he wouldn’t go to breakfast. It was not
just that he was afraid to meet Taki again, or because of the
staring he guessed everyone would be doing. It was simply that
he didn’t really want to sit with Tathsua and his friends. Tathsua
was nice, a little bit pervertd but nice. But four or even five of him …….no.
And they would maybe ask stupid questions about Taki and call it a
‘show’ like Tathsua had. He wanted to use the time until the lessons
started to explore the building a little. He was sure noone would disturb
him since nearly everyone would be in the dinning hall. At least he
thought that when he suddelny, and to his own, huge panic, dumped
into Taki. He had just walked around a corner, thinking about how to
avoid Taki when, fate be damned, he suddenly stood in front of said pest.

“Now now, what do we have here? So alone?” Taki voice
was thick like honey, ut had nothing of it’s sweetness.
Before Shuichi could relly react Taki had him pinned against
the wall with one hand on either side of him, staring at him
like he was some kind of meat that was rarely be eaten. Luckily
Taki’s two lap dogs, at least they seemed to be his lap dogs from
the way they always took his command and obeyed well trained,
weren’t there. Cold sweat flowed in little drops from Shuichi’s
forehead, fear crept through his veins, making him stand still
like froozen in ice. Taki leaned forwark to him, letting their noses
touch each other. Shuichi turned his head away and shut his eys,
but opened them quickly again. He didn’t want Taki to see that
he was afraid, that he was the reason his blood froze in his vains.

He tied to calm himself down a little. What could Taki do to him anyway,
in the middle of a corridor. He was just some freak, some
perverted freak that needed to molest someone because
his own imagination wasn’t enough for him get it up. But
maybe he was some perverted freak that needed to rape
someone to get it up? That, on the other hand, wasn’t really
a thought that calmed Shuichi down.


Yuki’s POV:

It had been such a pleasant day for Yuki. Waking
up with no currently nagging him headache and even
some time to smoke before the stupid teacher who
checked the rooms every morning came and gave him lectures about “smoking is bad for you health” and such shit. Yes, it had been a very
pleasant morning, until now. Until now, where this
stupid, -annoying to hell-, pink haired brat stepped
in his life again. Until now, where his dreams of just
imaginate the little twit shattered into a million of
pieces, leaving him alone in the world with the brat
…and, of course, that stupid, -I’m so cool it kills me
and if I can some stupid little kid talk into getting laid
by me I’m so gigantic manly- Taki. Yuki frowned.

Apparently the kid seemed to draw perverts to him,
having heard that his brother, Tathsua, was sharing a
room with the pink punk. Why was this even happening
to him? He had just tried to get into the dinning hall, not
really feeling hungry but wanting to avoid the stupid literature
teacher, whom he had to give some shit of an essay, and
crossed this corridor and what did he find: little asshole
molesting little punk against some wall.

Actualy Yuki thought he should just leave them alone.
Hell, what had the pink thing said: he was fifteen!
Couldn’t he save his ass by himself. But then something
stopped Yuki from just turning around and leave the kid
to his fate. Something he couldn’t describe but also not
ignore. Something told him that he should just go, punch
Taki into the face and kiss the boy until he hadn’t any breath
anymore. It was like the kid didn’t just draw perverts to him
but also everyone that looked at him.

Yuki cursed himself literary for feeling actually ‘drawn’
to the kid. Okay, he had to say that the punk looked
really nice. Fine, not just nice. He looked quite ……acceptable.
With rosy, very soft seeming skin, huge eys that raised the
appearance to bee truly depths of blue, pink strands that
were looking like pure silk formed to thousands of hairs
that caressed soft skin, and a body someone would kill for
to be allowed to touch it, to caress it, or only see it in all his glory.

Ok, maybe the boy was a little bit more than just ‘acceptable’.
But a soon as the kid opened his mouth and was so damn
annoying ……Argh!

Yuki was in a realy hell of emotions. But he refused to
think that he actually felt something for the idiot. Why
would he anyway. He barely knew the kid and had just
agreed to ‘guid’ him around a little because he had
needed to avoid said stupid literature teacher and he
had just helped the punk because …….because …..okay,
so maybe he didn’t know why but that wasn’t the point.
The piont was ……the point was ……..the point was that Taki
suddenly had his hand on the kids thigh and that this,
somehow, was making his blood boil.

He stepped away from behind the corner were he had
been ‘hiding’ and made a few steps in Taki’s and the kid’s
direction.

“Yes Aizawa, molesting litlte kids is really something you
can be proud of” Yuki said with a calm voice, through
he was a little bit afraid that his voive might broke when
he spoke the next time. He had to keep his cool. Damn,

this was just Taki and that little twit.

Taki turned his head around but without letting Shuichi go,
staring icy at Yuki trough black strands. Taki grunted,
wanting Yuki to understand that this was not his business. But
Yuki didn’t even think of letting Taki have his way with the kid.
He could easily disguise his feelings that drove him to helping
the boy as a long wanted chance to simlpy thwart Taki’s plans.

“Leave shithead! Don’t you see that I have ‘things’ to do here?”
Taki said with mocking grin and then turned back to Shuichi again,
tilting his head forward and rubing his nose against the boy’s cheek,
letting his fingertips dance across Shuichi’s tigh in order to
provoke, be it Yuki or Shuichi. Whoever Taki wanted to provoke
it definite affected Yuki and within a second he was behind Taki,
grapping the guy’s collor nd pulling him away from the pink haire kid.

“Fuck you!” Taki growled as he stumbled backwards, nearly
falling down to the floor. Shuichi however took a few steps
aside, away from Taki and threw looks of relief in Yuki’s direction.

Taki turned around now to Yuki, his eys burning with anger.
Yuki himself felt his muscles twitch, ready to knock Taki
onto the ground and beat the shit out of him. But he didn’t
really except to be able to do so, because Taki hardly involved
himself in brawl. Mabe because of fear that he would loose?
Nobody knew but Yuki was sure that Taki, like everytime, would
talk big and then run away, mostly to his friends. Then he would
come again, of course with his friends, and feel very big and strong.
Yeah, the ordinary story. Not just one time Yuki had been witness
when Taki and his friends had beat someone whom Taki alone
never would be able to beat.

“You fucking asshole! Can’t you see that you bother us?
Fuck off!” Taki screamed, not really able to hold his temper.
Everyone could see that he was really pissed off, but who cared?

Yuki just looked at Taki through golden strand of hair, his
eys cold and icy, keeping his cool just perfect as he feeled
he got into the mood of beating Taki to death. It wasn’t
just this situation here, it was all the anger that had built
itself up over the past years. Beginning with their first meeting.

“I don’t see that he’s bothered” Yuki said, able to hold
his voice calm and hard. He gave a short glance in
Shuichi’s direction, not really wanting to look at the boy or too long.

“Just you see! One day I’ll……” Taki began but was
interrupted when Yuki made a little grunt and rolled
his eys as to say that Taki’s speechs was bullshit.

“Aizawa, please. It’s always the same. How many
times you’ve threaten me with this one? And now,
count how many times you’ve done it in the realy
world, not just in you fantasy. You’re not upset with
me if I don’t take your threat serious, are you?” Yuki
said, leaving Taki more pissed then before.

Taki just looked at him, anger shining in his eys,
blood boiling. After some time he just went off in
Shuichi’s direction. His eys rested on Yuki when he
stood in front of an extreme nervous Shuichi, whispering
something to the boy Yuki couln’t really make out, but it
obviously wan’t something pleasant Shuichi heard,
because the pink haired boy’s eys widened and he
looked suddelny pale. But Taki had to know that he
didn’t really sand a chance against an very angry Yuki
and disappeared.

Now Yuki didn’t really know what to do. So, Taki was
gone, but what now?


Shuichi’s POV:

He stood there like in trance, caught in nirvana.
How exactly could he get from being molested
by Taki to being saved by Yuki? Shuichi didn’t
really know, and he didn’t really care. He didn’t
even care youbt Taki’s last words of getting him sooner
or later, because all that matteres at the moment
was that Yuki, obviously, did care. Otherwise the older
boy wouldn’t have saved him.

Shuichi looked shy at Yuki as the young man
just stood there, obviously uncertain about what
to do next. Shuichi, though he felt himself being
in the same position, felt at the same time the
need to say something before Yuki could get the
chance of just walking away, leaving him there.

“Thank you” Shuichi whispered, not really having
the courage to break the silence that controled the
moment. Yuki looked at him, suddenly seeming not
as angry as just a minute before, but with cold, golden
eys like everytime. Shuichi suddenly wondered if these
eys had ever shined in happiness. Did Yuki never laugh,
be happy? The thought omehow made Shuichi sad. Life
was difficult enough but what was it worth if you don’t even
have something that brings you joy or makes you happy?

“Just leave it, okay brat?” Yuki said, suddenly showing
not a single emotion, face cold like it was chiseled in stone.

“But….” Shuichi began, uncertain if Yuki really meaned it.
Why refused this guy to let anyone come near him?
Shuichi just didn’t understand. Okay, so he didn’t really
know Yuki, not as well as he would like to, but itjust made
him confused. Even more confused than he already was.

Shuichi wanted to say all this to Yuki, that he made him
feel desperate and yet he feeled so full of this warm,
fuzzy feeling that had wrapped itself around his heart.
But he didn’t get the chance to say this because Yuki
already went off, leaving Shuichi in the exact same position
he didn’t want to be: alone without him.


Tired and utterly worn out Shuichi pushed the door to
his and Tathsua’s room open and let himself fall onto
the bed that suddenly didn’t feel so uncomfortable
anymore. It probably came from the sitting all day on those
horrible wooden chairs. Shuichi sighed. The day had been is
worst until yet. He wasn’t sure. Mayb there would be more
terrible days, but for now this day had the title. It hadn’t just
been the meeting with Taki this morning, or that Yuki had just
walked away and said he should forget it, no, it was the whole
damn that included Taki and Yuki.

The whole day he had heard nothing more than that he was
together with Taki or with Yuki. So, maybe he didn’t have
anything against the story with Yuki, but Taki ……no, no, no.
Some stupid pupils even meaned that he had been together
with Yuki somehow but was now Taki’s boyfriend and Yuki
was jealous. How stupid. How had he been able to be together
with Yuki if he did’t even know the guy well?

But it had not just been the pupils, it had been the teachers
too. Some of them even had expected him to talk about
himself in front of the whole class and everybody had said
‘But we know who he is. He’s Taki’s newest fucktoy!’. Okay,
so one stupid boy had started andall the others had joyned him.
How embarassing!

“Hey Shu what’s up?” Tathsua’s voice suddenly took Shuichi
back to reality, a place he didn’t really want to be at the
moment. He sat up in bed and watched as the raven haired
boy threw his books onto the desk.

“Nothing exciting except the fact that everyone
made fun out of me the whole day and I was called
‘Taki’s fucktoy’.” Shuichi said with a sob. Tathsua
looked at him with some feeling ,that seemed like
pity, in the eys. He went up to Shuichi and sat beside him on the bed, staring at him thoughtfuly.

“That’s not nice. But cheer up. Everyone gets
harassed in the first few days. Specially if they
are as cute as you” Tathsua grinned. Maybe Tathsua
was right and it would be over in a few days. But what
if it wasn’t over in a few days?

“I don’t know. Honestly, I don’t think I will ever
feel at home.” Shuichi let himself fall backwards
again, resting his head on his hands.
“Ne Shuichi, nobody feels at home here. It isn’t
supposed to.” Tathsua did it like Shuichi and let himself
fall backwards too, looking at Shuichi as to figure out
what he could do to cheer the pink haired boy up a bit.
But honestly, Shuichi didn’t think he was even able to
be cheered up. So, maybe if Yuki would come through
the door and say that he loved him. But otherwise he
really feeled like a hopeless case.

“I know what could take your mind off of those
idiots a bit: Go with me to town this weekend.
It’s cool there you will see. And maybe you find
someone you like.” Tathsua said cheerfully and
seemed to be very proud of himself for having such a great idea.
“But your brother …..forget about it” Shuichi really
wasn’t in the mood of going to town. So maybe this
would change till the weekend, but for now he just
wanted to rest. Tathsua looked at him somewhat pityfull.

“Did you call Aniki?” he asked, remembering
Shuichi of something: he had Yuki’s number!
Shuichi sat up in the bed and took the piece
of paper out of his pocket.
“No”, he said, looking at the paper, “But I don’t
think it’s a good idea to call him on his cellphone.
I mean, he seems to be annoyed enough by be, I don’t
want him to get pissed of me too”

“But Shuichi, you have to call Aniki. I mean, he does
never get any calls, and if he’s annoyed with the cellphone
then maybe he gives it to me. You know that you don’t know
how he will react if you call him, and, believe me, if he really
gets pissed of you then you will know sooner or later.” Tathsua
said, sitting up too and looking at Shuichi.

Shuichi didn’t really know how Tathsua’s answer should help
him. Yes, he didn’t know how Yuki would react, but he could
imagine and this alone was enough for the boy to not call him.
But, if he called him and Yuki would actually be pleased about
it? Okay, so this was very unimaginable. But if he didn’t try he
would be angry with himself for forever.
“I don’t know. Maybe I’ will try” Shuichi meaned, staring at the
paper.
“Tha’s more like it” Tathsua said and stood up. “So, I have to
go now. Making investigations about ……wait a second”, the raven
haired boy took a nore out from his pocket and took a look on it.
“Yeah, about some world war. See you!”. And with this Shuichi was
alone in the room again.

He looked at the piece of paper for quite a long time. In his
mind he made a list of reasons why to call and why to not call
Yuki. But then he lost the overall view and gave it up.

Somehow at eleven of clock in the evening he was able to
grab his cellphone, wich his mother had given him so that he

could call, and dialed Yuki’s number.

‘Beep ……Beep ……..Beep……Beep’. After a few more
‘Beep’ ‘s Shuichi wanted to give it up when ….’If you
really think it’s necessary to leave a message then
do so. But don’t expect me to answer’. That was Yuki’s
voice, through it wasn’t him in realy person. What should
he do now? Should he really leave a message?

“Hi ……Ähm….You know who I’m, right? You know, the boy
you kind of saved from Taki this morning and the other day.
…I …Ähm ….Maybe you are surprised that I have your number
….But I don’t have it from Tathsua if you think that. ..Ähm
….So, I just wanted to say thank you, I guess. Ähm …..Bye”

The words had left his mouth before he even knew it.
Totally out of shock Shuichi let the cellphone fall onto
the floor and sat onto the bed, covering his face with
his hands. He guessed the phone would be ruined now.
But that wasn’t so bad either. At least Yuki couldn’t trace
back he number. But he already had said his name so it really
didn’t matter. Fuck, why was he such an idiot anyway? Couldn’t
he have been born with an normal brain?

Shuichi sighed and crawled under the blaket, wraping it tight
around himself.

“Why am I such an idiot? Why ca’t I just say him that he
drives me crazy, that he puts me into hell and heaven
at the exact same time, that I feel warm and cold all
over when I only think about him, that I only think
about him the whole time, that he makes me dream
about things I have never dreamed of before. That
…that I’ve fallen in love with him so badly.”

Yuki’s POV:

\'Why am I such an idiot? Why can’t I just say him that
he drives me crazy, that he puts me into hell and heaven
at the exact same time, that I feel warm and cold all over
when I only think about him, that I only think about him
the whole time, that he makes me dream about things I
have never dreamed of before. That …that I’ve fallen in love
with him so badly.\'


What the fuck was that?
Yuki sat on the desk in his room, wich, and he was
very thankful about this, he hadn’t to share with someone,
when suddenly the phone had rang. He hadn’t picked up,
he never did. And then ts stupid kid spoke to him, through
the cellphone of course, and now this. Yuki was’t sure if
he should have heard the last part or not. But it was utterly
confusing him.

He took his cellphone and switched it off, not wanting
to hear more of the shit the kid said.
Fallen in love, huh? What a pity.
grunted, feeling very angry at the moment. He was
not quite angry at the boy. No, he was more Yuki angry at
himself for even listening to this shit, to even notice it. Hell,
he was angry at himself for even meeting the kid.
He felt confused, more confused than he had ever in his
life. Now that he had finally accepted that he was alone
and that there wouldn’t be, that there never was, any
love in his life …now this kid came and wanted to push
himself into Yuki’s life.
Fuck! He wasn’t even interested in the kid, not the
slightest bit, but still ……
Yuki turned off the lights and went to bed, hoping to
find peace in his sleep.


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The next day he tried to avoid the kid. At all costs.
He was on his way to the dinning hall when he sae
the brat, looking utterly sexy. He wore some tiny jean
shorts that were so thight, that there wasn’t really
much left for the imagination. Thanks to these shorts
there was very much leg seen. Yuki wasn’t able to hold
himself in check when he licked his lips at the sight of
these delicious thighs looking awfully soft under these
silky seeming skin. Fuck, he had to hold himself in check!
I couldn’t be that some simple shorts had such an effect
on him. Why wasn’t the boy wearing his school uniform anyway?

Yuki decided he would just walk by, seeing no
really problem in that. But the nearer he came to
the by, the more aroused he got and he felt the blood
running southwards, a place it shouldn’t be at the moment.

He was utterly proud of himself when he managed
to pass the boy, but he didn’t expect this voice, wich
seemed sweet like honey, to cry:
“Hey, Yuki! Please wait!” Shit. He really didn’t expect
this. Yuki suddenly stood still, like a dog that had been
told to sit down. The kid went up to him, wearing a big,
bright smile.
Yuki tried to keep his cool, he really did, but it was just
that the boy looked so much more beautiful from the near.

“What do you want, brat?” Yuki said, trying to sound
pissed, or just something like pissed. If the boy would
just go away.
“I wanted to say that I really thank you. I don’t know
what I would have done if you hadn’t saved me.” Shuichi
said with his cheery, bright voice.
Suddenly Yuki wondered what Shuichi’s voice would sound
like if the boy would scream in pleasure, or moan, or both.
He really never felt this horny in his life. Something was utterly wrong here.

“So you said. Is that all or do you want to say something
about that phonecall too?” Yuki didn’t know where this
had come from. The words had just left his mouth.
The pink haired boy went a little pale. He obviously hadn’t
expected such a question.
”I …ähm …..You heard it?”
“Of course I did” Yuki said, suddenly smirking.
The kid was way cuter when he blushed, wich he
did at he moment. A lovely shade of pink crossed
over his soft cheeks. If he just could touch him. Just once.
“And?” Shuihi’s voice took Shuichi out of his thoughts.
“And what?”
“I mean ….Would you like to …you know ……..be together with me?”


Yuki’s grin got wider. Sure, it was still so small
it wasn’t noticed, but he grinned. He really did
because he suddenly got an idea that was not
just brilliant, but it would also save all his problems
at once. His problems that got him so very aroused
that he felt like he had to break down.
Yuki grabed Shuichi’s had and pulled him in the
direction of his own room. Once they were there
and the door was locked he couldn’t waite any longer.


He pulled the boy against him, pressing the
willing body hrd to him. He brought their waiting
lips together, sealed them and began to hungryly
kiss him. His hands began to touch Shuichi’s body,
caressing these pinks, soft locks that seemed to be
even more pliant than pure silk. He pressed his hand
onto the back of the boy’s head to keep him in
place, while his impatient tongue begged for ebtrance.
At first the boy trembled a bit, but then he parted
his wonderful, soft lips and letYuki in, who immediately
began to ravish Shuichi’s mouth, trying to taste everything
the boy was.

After some time Yuki had to break the kiss. The need for
air was way too strong. But he held Shuichi near to
himself, not wanting to let the boy go. Never. Nothing
had ever felt so right in his life. Nothing had ever
excited him this much.
Shuichi looked up at him with big, blue eys that would
outshine every precious stone in the world with the way
they looked at him now. The boy’s cheeks were
flushed, his bosy trembled a bit. Yuki moved them over
to the bed, bringing the boy under him and kissed him
again. Hard this time but with the same kind if passion.
Things were heating up when Shuichi wrapped his arms
around Yuki, pressing him against him harder.

Within the kiss Yuki moved his hands to Shuichi’s
bare tights, stroking them and caressing them with
eager fingers. Saliva was exchanged when Yuki again
brought a little tongue in the game. He gave the boy
a slight pinch on the tights to make him understand
that he should spread his legs. Shuichi spread his legs
wide so that Yuki could lay comfortable between them.
He began to kiss the boy’s neck now, marking him with
tiny bites. He sucked on the swollen flesh and let his
hands move up to the boy’s belly, fumbling with the
shirt he badly wanted to remove.

He broke the kiss after trying to get the shirt off
without doing so, but it hadn’t worked. He nearly
ripped the shirt off, eager to see the body beneath
him naked, while Shuichi worked on the buttons of his
shirt. Whel the two items finally were reoved and thrown
to the floor Yuki looked at Shuichi’s lust clouded eys.
Immediately he kissed the boy all over the face and then
on his shoulder blades. He made his way up to one
of Shuichi’s pink nipples, leaving a trail of saliva on the
soft skin. He began to suck on the nipple, making Shuichi
moan. It was the sweetest thing Yuki ever heard
somone say. It was pure bliss.
He then began his sweet torture on the other nipple,
licking and sucking like crazy. The smell of Shuichi drove
him wilde, the boy was like poisen.


“Hnnn ….Yuki” Shuichi moaned in sweet passion,
making Yuki even more aroused. He then let go
of the nipples, making his was down to the boy’s
belly, nibbling the skin here and leaving marks.
He dug his tongue into Shuichi’s navel and lickined
around it. Finally he reached the boy’s shorts.
Just these tiny little thing kept him away from heaven
and this was the reason it had to go.


Yuki looked up at Shuichi. He wanted to make
sure this was okay for the boy. Sichi just looked
at him, lust sparkling in his eys. Yuki got no protest
and so he sid the shorts off, with Shuich lifting his hips
to help him. The shorts flew through the room and landed
on the floor, but Yuki never cared for his because he
now drank in the eye candy that lay beneath him. It
didn’t really surprise him that the boy didn’t wear any
underwear. How could he under those impossible thigh
shorts? But this gave him a free view of what he saw now:
awfull soft skin, feeling like silk under his fingers, perfectly
shaped tights and slender hips that formed his figure also
very feminine.


Yuki caressed Shuichi’s cheek, making the boy look
up to him. He bent forward and trailed butterfly kisses
beneath the boy’s ear, whispering.
“Are you a virgin?”
Yuki watched as Shuichi trembled a little and swung his
arms around his neck, brining him face to face. Shuichi
nodded and Yuki felt the urge to smile. He couldn’t really
hold himself back and kissed Shuichi again, deeply, letting
the boy know that he would take good care of him.


Suddenly he felt one of the boy’s hands make it’s
way to his pants, pulling on them.
“Off” Shuichi comanded, making Yuki a little confused.
Throuh the pink haired boy was cute when he was
this way. Yuki sat back on his heels, trying to kick
off his pants without getting up. However, it didn’t
work and so he had to get up. He felt utterly reliefed
when his pants were finally gone. He lay between
Shuichi’s legs again, rubbinghis own immense erection
against Shuichi’s, slightly moaning at the contact. Shuichi,
on the other hand, screamed and wrapped his arms around
his neck again, bringing him nearer to him. Yuki manageto
escape Shuichi’s thigh grip and trailed kisses onto his belly,
sucking on the already bruised flesh. He began to stroke
the insides of Shuichi’s tights, making the boy moan yet
again. Then he gave Shuichi’s erection a quick lick, wanting
to find out if it was safe to do so. He didn’t wans the boy to
come now.

Shuichi’s gave a loud hiss and gripped the bed sheets.
Yuki then trailed a few butterfly kisses on the head of
Shuichi’s erection, wanting to tease him but becoming
very aroused by Shuichi’s moans of plesuare too. Yuki
had the feeling that he wouldn’t last long himself if he
kept this up, so he wanted to speed things up a little.
With a final quick lick on Shuichi’s manhood he sat up
on his heels again and began to search for a tube of
lubricant that was hided under his bed. When he finally
got a grip on the tube he laid it onto the bed. Shuichi
looked somewhat nervous at the tube so Yuki turned
the boy’s head in his direction again, hoping that the
boy would calm himself down.


He spread Shuichi’s leg wider apart, leaning
forward to pick up the tube. He squeezed a
little bit of the lubricant onto his fingers anf
began to rub one of the long digits against
Shuichi’s entrance. Shuichi moaned at the
sudden contact and shifted his hips in order to
bring Yuki’s finger closer. When Yuki saw
that Shuichi was comfortable with the thought he
pressed the digit in, streching him lightly. Shuichi
hissed in pain, but soon his features relaxed and
Yuki worked the finger deeper within the willing
body. He whispert words of comfort into the boy’s
ears as he pushed a second finger into Shuichi’s
entrance, which was soon followed by a third. He
streched the boy thoughtfully, not wanting to hurt
him more than necessary. When Shuichi began to
moan in pure bliss he removed his fingers, earning a
hiss of protest from Shuichi.


Yuki then squeezed some of the lubricant onto his
erection, almost moaning at the contact with the
cold substance. He took a hold on Shuichi’s knees
and spread his legs more apart. He then rubbed the
tip of his cock against Shuichi’s entrance, making
the boy gasp. When he couldn’t hold himself back
anymore he pushed himself inside, not able to
hold back a moan when the tightness of the boy’s
body squeezed him. It was almost painful, he was
just so tight. But it was a good pain, it was a good
tightness. When Yuki finally was able to open his
eys again he saw that Shuichi had his eys closed
and tilted his head back. Yuki began to gentle
rock back and forward, not wanting to hurt the
boy but also not being able to hold himself back.
He was a little bit afraid that this wouldn’t feel good
for Shuichi, but then the boy began to moan when
Yuki kissed his neck.


He couldn’t remember if something had ever
felt this good in his entire life. It was le thousand
tiny fingers massaged his erection, making his
blood boil in lust and passion. He quickened his
space, drove into the willing body beneath him,
making the bed squeak underneath their weigh.
Yuki grabbed Shuichi’s hips, holding them in place
while he did nothing but fuck the boy senseless.
Shuichi under him gasped, moaned and screamed
for him to take him hard and fast and was more than
willing to obey. Their space quickened a second time,

Yuki moved always faster and harder which each thrust.
When he felt that he wouldn’t last long anymore he grabed
Shuichi’s erection and bumped it in time to his thrust,
making the boy’s body shudder. Shuichi came with a
loud scream that filled the air, throwing his head backwards.

A few moments later Yuki came too with an stifled gunt.
The room was silent again. Yuki drunk in the passion that
was left, feeling utterly pleased.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ [1]


Yuki awoke with a muffled groan, sitting up in
bed. Cold sweat was running down his forehead
and confusion made itself known.
Was this all ….. just a dream?
Yuki ran a hand through his hair. He couldn’t really
believe what just had happened. It had seemed all so real.


[1] ~*~*~* means dream. Ah, isn’t that mean?
It was just a dream!!!!

AN: That had the first lemon I’ve ever written.
I hope it’s any good. Please tell me what you think!!