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Short moments of morning glory	By : ivanamiller Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1751 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Short moments of morning glory
I watch him walk out of our room with a sway of his lean hips, and I am jealous of sun rays caressing his pale, flawless skin. The muscles of his back and arms flex as he moves his hand through his raven hair. He disappears into the hallway, and I sigh rolling on my back and stretching. I hear the shower run, and as much as I want, and junior wants to go and have my way with the man under it, I stay in our bed and enjoy short moments of morning glory. The sun is painting everything it reaches in its orange glow, in warmth.
Unwillingly, I get up and out of bed, strolling to the kitchen to make coffee, and a few minutes later the room is filled with glourious smell. I glance to the clock. It's too early. I pour myself a cup and leave it on the counter for it to cool a bit. I walk to our bathroom, still not used to this new environment and as I walk I admire the feeling of soft white fuzzy carpet on my feet, the smell of new paint on walls and I am amazed by a giant painting of the ocean in the middle of the wall, which is yet to show it's full beauty, for the light still hasn't fully reached this part of the house.
He doesn't notice me standing in the wide doorway. The smell of strawberry shampoo is intense and pleasant, and he is there, bathed in soft steam. I watch him, his long fingers wrap themselves around it, gently squeezing the white substance out then letting go. His head is slightly bowed down, and his eyes are closed as he puts it in his mouth and tugs.
In. Out. In. Out. The white slowly appears on the sides of his pouting lips.
Damn.
Maybe I am a bit on the kinky side, but this actually surprises me, for Junior is fully awake and aware.
I swallow as he spits white foam into the sink and washes his toothbrush , carefully setting in in its place then leans down over the spout and rinses his mouth. He still doesn't notice me, so I take this opportunity to palm myself through my pj pants. Damn, get a grip., a voice in my head says but I ignore it, I'm not going to miss this.
He streches again, I twitch in my hand, and takes a towel to dry the extra water out of his hair then reaches for a hair dryer. He plugs it in, thank you, electricians for putting outlets so low, bending over, unknowingly providing me with a show of his muscled ass cowered in a fucking offending white towel, but it pulls up just enough to reveal soft, hairless thighs and I feel drool gathering on corners of my lips. A moment later a soft, pleasant sound fills the air and his hair dances around his head. His eyes are closed, and his free hand is slowly finger combing his midnight tresses.
My own hand speeds up, I again fight the urge to just go and molest the man, but this feels too good, and I have almost no control over it. I wipe the drool with a back of my left hand and sweat off my forehead as my right hand continues to move on its own, faster and faster, and he fucking licks his lips and bowes his head backwards and I notice his pink nipples are erect, and my stomach tightens and I shoot my load with a strained moan.
I pant slightly and the bastard turns off the dryer and combs his hair. I feel my muscles shaking, and I am weak in my knees.
He sighs and looks at me through his long bangs, and I shiver.
Of course.
I gasp, he gives me his trademark smirk and with a flick of his hand the towel is a puddle of cotton around his feet.
Yes.
„I see you enjoyed the show.“, he states, calm as ever, but I see his chest is heaving, and he is standing proud.
I swallow and nod, letting him lead.
He starts to walk, slowly, swaying his hips, his glare pinning me to the wall behind me and I am imobile. He stands in front of me and licks my lips moaning like a whore. I came a moment ago, but I am ready and hard like I've never been in my entire life. He touches my head and I shiver.
„Come.“ he whispers in my ear and suddenly he is bending over that black marble counter, his white skin glows in contrast. I watch in awe as he lifts his left leg exposing himself fully to my gaze.
He looks at me over his shoulder and in a moment I am behind him, running my cock over his hole, wetting it with my precum and cum from my earlier play. I notice him looking at me in the mirror and his face is so relaxed, so beautiful. His lips are slighty open and his soft gasps are showing and dissappearing on the surface of the reflective glass. Without any warning I push into him, slowly, torturing us both, and he closes his eyes, his mouth hangs open. I bite my lip and grab his hips as my ten inches fill him completly.
He is so tight and hot, unbelievably good and I can feel myself pulsing inside him, but he moans my name and I lose all the control I had so far. I pound into him so hard my entire body is straining, the veins on my arms stand out, my sweat rains over his flawless back. I feel him try to push back, but I don't let him, I fold myself over his so warm body and hold him tight as I push my cock hard inside his heavenly ass.
He moans, and pants, and begs me to fuck him harder and faster and I do, I feel him shaking, feel his nails digging into my forearm, his sweat mingles with mine, I grab his chin and growl to open his eyes. He looks into his reflection and his body spasms and pulsates around me and he sobs.
This brings me to my peak and I release myself deep inside him, forcing another cry from his throat. I pull out gently and kiss his sweaty back. He slowly stands on shaky legs and makes a face as my essence flows down his thigs.
I snicker.
„I need another shower...“ he mutters and smiles.
I already have the water running and lines of steam are again dancing in the large room.
*
I love coffee. Coffee is by far one of the best our specie has to offer, right next to romance novels and singing contests. I sip that exquisite (as exquisite as it gets in a local store, but still) liquid with closed eyes and a smile appears on my face as I swallov.
„Gods, if you enjoy so much in that cheap trash, I wonder how you would react to real coffee.“
My little raven comments, and I look up just in time to see him lick tomato juice of his fingers. He notices me looking and reaches for another slice of fresh red fruit and nips it gently.
„I can only imagine.“ I answer taking another sip.
The End
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