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Firsts
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! I make no money off of this!
Chapter List
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REMINDER:This story takes place in Darkprism's Monoshizukanohi Universe. Though the appearances of Monoshizukanohi locations in this series of stories is minor, it does exist and that world belongs to her. She graciously allows me to play.

SECONDLY: Though it can be read WITHOUT reading "Changes," it is highly recommended that you read "Changes" before you read this. That said, it is *also* recommended that you read Darkprism's "Altering Affection," "Undercurrents" and at *least* part IV of "Rhythm & Bruise." "Changes runs chronologically concurrently with "Rhythm & Bruise."

Thirdly, in the following stories, I will be outlining individual warnings for each story/chapter. Actual warnings for this chapter: Oh, boy. Let's see: Angst. Anal, fingering, hand jobs, oral, rimming, frot.
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Izumo watched him sleep, caught between two equal wants. He wanted to wake Kenji - to see the beautiful hazel eyes open and full of the emotion that had been so prevalent in them the last week. And yet, he was happy to continue to look unguarded at the gorgeous face without having to worry about what was on his own.

Because he was sure that there had been quite a bit on his own. He could feel himself falling for Kenji, though there was probably more to it than that; he just wasn't yet willing to admit it. They had spent an amazing week together with Kotetsu. They watched movies, played games on the Nintendo or even just sat together and read. And, of course, had sex. A lot.

Izumo grinned at the thought of just how much. They were doing their best to give Kenji as much as they could before he had to leave and Izumo was glad they had another two weeks yet before he had to go. Sometimes they included Kotetsu, but there were still other times that Kotetsu hadn't wanted to join in for. Izumo had wondered about that, but maybe Kotetsu had just seen something that he hadn't noticed. Because those times had been a lot more emotional than anything and he'd struggled hard with the aftermath.

He found himself wanting to say the words -- to tell Kenji, "I love you." He'd bitten his tongue more than once to keep them from coming out. He wasn't sure he did, and he didn't want to give Kenji false impressions. But it was so hard. Especially because he was almost positive he'd seen it in the hazel eyes.

He brushed the backs of his fingers across one stubbly cheek. A few stray strands of brown hair had fallen over Kenji's face and Izumo pushed them back. Only a week. Kenji had only been there seven days, they'd only been boyfriends for such a short time and already Izumo knew he was going to miss this man incredibly. He swallowed around the lump that surfaced over it and reminded himself that they still had two more weeks.

He turned his head and closed his eyes, resting his face against Kenji's chest. His lover only had the lightest dusting of hair and Izumo rubbed his cheek over it before dropping a soft kiss on it. He sighed and that small sound held a world of confusion and longing in it.

He was a little afraid, too, that he was just replacing Hayate with Kenji. He didn't think so, but he found himself wondering. If he was falling in love, how could he love like this so soon after Hayate's death? Had he really loved Hayate, if that was the case? He didn't know, and it was making him more than a little crazy.

He looked back up to see the beautiful eyes open. He put the questions and fears away for the day and his lips spread into a wide smile. "Good morning, handsome. Merry Christmas."

Kenji's smile was just as wide as his. "Good morning yourself, gorgeous. And Merry Christmas to you." He leaned in and their lips met, brushed then opened, tongues sliding for a long, slow taste. Izumo moaned softly into the kiss, his already half-hard cock coming to life fully. He felt Kenji's react, too and he couldn't stop himself from rocking, rubbing them together. When they broke apart, their eyes met again and something passed between them. Izumo's mouth opened then closed, and he swallowed again. I... do... I think I do love him. The thought forced its way into the forefront of his mind and he licked his lips then leaned in to kiss again in an attempt to keep the words locked.

Kenji took the kiss, letting Izumo keep things physical, keep them in familiar, comfortable territory. He deepened the kiss, rocking again, then rolled them until he was over Izumo. Izumo's legs came around him and he moaned softly as their cocks ground again, the pressure so sweet. Izumo's hands slid along Kenji's back to cup his ass and he started moving, neither able to resist the feel, the need.

Izumo poured himself into the kiss, his movements matching Kenji's, his own need rioting hard through him. A groan loosed as the pleasure spiked and both moved a little faster as heat flashed. They broke apart briefly for air, then their lips crashed back together, neither willing to let go for long. Izumo let out a soft, "Oh God," on one break and Kenji released an answering hissed "Yes".

"If you two are gonna fuck, either invite me or wait until I leave, if you don't mind," Kotetsu grumbled from his side of the bed.

Both Izumo and Kenji stopped moving and Kenji buried his face in Izumo's neck, torn between embarrassment and chagrin. They'd both completely forgotten about Kotetsu. Izumo wrapped his arms around Kenji in comfort. "So--" Izumo started then paused to clear his throat. "Sorry," he managed the second time.

"It's okay, just don't like waking up to the bed shaking and my two best friends about to fuck without me." He paused to yawn. "Do you wanna be alone?"

Izumo's and Kenji's eyes met and Izumo bit his lip. Kotetsu's voice gave nothing of his opinion away and despite the number of times he'd been involved with them, they both knew without asking the other that this was one of those times that they wanted to keep to themselves. Neither would admit why - that there was more emotional than physical need to it.

But they didn't know how to say it to him, either. Kotetsu had been withdrawing quite a bit over the last week unless he was part of their activities. If he walked in and they were kissing, he walked right out again and though they'd chase him down, he'd be quiet and reserved. Neither Izumo nor Kenji knew what to do about it.

Kenji dropped a quick kiss on Izumo's lips and pulled back. "Don't go," he said, shifting to sit up. Izumo joined him, unable to not touch right then and Kenji wrapped an arm around Izumo's back, pulling his lover close.

Kotetsu rolled to face them. "Are you sure?"

Izumo nodded. "Yes, we are." Then he forced himself to smile."Merry Christmas. Ready for gifts?"

"Since I'm awake? Hell yeah!" Kotetsu said, sitting up and Kenji and Izumo laughed, glad that the uncomfortable moment passed.

"I think Mom's up," Kenji commented, sniffing. "I smell coffee."

"Oh God, yes," Izumo groaned and Kotetsu snorted. "If you say 'addict', I swear to God, I will keep your presents for myself or take them back."

Kotetsu coughed, obviously to bury what he was about to say. "Yeah, uh, I'm gonna go shower quick," he said, rolling out of bed. He paused to look first at Izumo then at Kenji. "That'll give you a few minutes alone." With a grin and short salute, he snatched his boxers off the floor and was through the door a moment later.

Izumo and Kenji looked at each other for a short moment, then Kenji was back between Izumo's legs and they were once more rocking, lips locked, hands moving over skin. They broke apart, eyes meeting and the emotion that had been there earlier passed between them again. Izumo sucked in a breath and swallowed hard to keep the words in.

Kenji saw it, though, knew that there was something behind the deep brown eyes and he moved back in, needing to taste to keep his own emotion under control. Soft moans loosed and then Izumo pulled back. "Lube. Want you now," Izumo groaned.

Kenji dove for the drawer on their side of the bed and surfaced with the bottle a few seconds later. Izumo took it from him and poured some out then coated his cock thoroughly. "Can't wait, need you inside me... please."

He didn't waste time. Izumo laid back and Kenji got into place, pushing slowly into Izumo's tight body. They'd been together a lot the last week, but this man never ceased to feel incredible to him. His eyes slid closed and he groaned loudly. "Oh fuck, baby..."

"Nngh... yes!" Izumo lifted his legs, Kenji resettled himself and started moving, his hand wrapping around Izumo's cock. They knew they'd only have a few minutes and though neither really wanted to rush it, they recognized how little time they had. Izumo braced himself on the headboard and tilted his hips, working to match Kenji's already nearly-frantic thrusts. "God, Kenji... fuck... so good!"

"You... oh fuck, you too," Kenji managed, his eyes closed as he worked to focus on Izumo. He loved hearing Izumo's shout, loved stroking Izumo to orgasm and feeling the cock twitch in his hand. And he'd decided that his favorite vision in the world was Izumo in climax, head thrown back, cock shooting cum all over stomach and chest. A very close second to that was the same thing on Kotetsu.

Izumo grunted, his legs shifting again, then another loud groan escaped when Kenji found his prostate. "Oh... harder, baby... faster, please..."

Kenji wouldn't deny Izumo anything he could possibly do in the first place, but even more so in bed. He gave, thrusting harder, moving faster, earning himself the most incredible series of sounds from Izumo's throat, punctuated with his name. "Close," Izumo managed and Kenji groaned in response.

"Yes, baby, cum for me, please..." Kenji encouraged Izumo. He tightened his hand, twisted slightly, then dragged his palm over the tip of Izumo's cock. Kenji had learned that little trick a few days ago and he was rewarded for it as Izumo bit a lip, stifling the shout that wanted to escape when the orgasm hit. He held on, damned near desperately, to his own pleasure to watch as Izumo went off the edge. The cock in his hand twitched and Izumo gripped the headboard hard as thick ropes of cum shot out, coating chest, stomach and Kenji's hand.

And despite his best efforts, it was his undoing. Kenji's own lip was caught between his teeth, though the grunts were loud, anyway. He surged into Izumo and his thrusts turned short and sharp as the climax took him. The pleasure damned near exploded to the sound of Izumo telling him, "Cum, baby..." and he rode it out, filling his lover as it faded very slowly.

When it was over, he rolled, pulling Izumo with him so he didn't land on the smaller body. He managed it while staying buried inside of Izumo and they laid together in silence for a few long moments as they worked to regain the ability to breathe.

But as his heart slowed and calmed, he found himself with a different reason for his breathing trouble. He couldn't do it. He could not do it. Only a week of being this man's boyfriend and every time they were together, it was more and more difficult to keep the words buried. He tightened his arms around his lover and focused carefully on simply not speaking in the hopes that it wouldn't come out.

"You are amazing, do you know that?" Izumo asked quietly. He dropped a series of kisses across Kenji's chest.

"You're the amazing one, Zu," Kenji replied and Izumo looked up. Their eyes met and Izumo swallowed at the look in Kenji's eyes. Izumo reached up and brushed his fingers over Kenji's cheek then shifted and leaned in, their lips meeting to speak in a way that their voices wouldn't. Izumo felt it, would have sworn that there was love behind that kiss, the same stuff he was feeling and didn't want to admit to.

He'd managed over the last week to keep it all carefully hidden, but if there were many more times like this, he was going to slip, he was sure of it. When they broke apart, Izumo rested his head on Kenji's shoulder and Kenji's arms tightened around him. They lay in silence until they heard the door a few moments later.

"Shower's clear... and whew, open a window, if you don't mind," Kotetsu said, crossing the room to his dresser.

With that, both Izumo and Kenji grinned. Another quick kiss and they rolled out of bed. "You know, we might consider showering separately... just, you know, so we make sure it doesn't take long..." Izumo suggested.

Kenji's lips twisted in a smirk. "After that? I think we're safe."

Kotetsu snorted at them and Izumo laughed, his eyes twinkling. "I seem to recall a certain shower about a week ago that had you recovering awfully damned fast."

"What happened a week ago?" Kotetsu asked, turning around and pulling clean boxers on.

Izumo grinned. "After he left you that first night here?" Izumo started and Kotetsu nodded. "Yeah, he came down to tell me it was clear and we stopped so I could shower 'cause, you know, I didn't actually get clean in that earlier one. Anyway, he ended up sucking me off, only to get hard again from it."

Kotetsu shook his head. "No wonder he can keep up with both of us." He turned his eye on Kenji and grinned.

Kenji cleared his throat. "Yeah, well, uh, I smell cinnamon rolls, so..."

Izumo laughed. "Right. Can't fight the hunger. Come on, let's get cleaned up."

They managed to keep the shower to just cleaning, though it was interspersed with kisses here and there. But they just kissed and were out in a reasonably short amount of time. A few minutes later, they were dressed and sitting at the table with coffee and the cinnamon rolls.

"Mom has always made us eat a roll or two before we're allowed to do gifts," Izumo explained to Kenji as they sipped their coffee.

"The first year I had them both for Christmas - which was... um... I think they were ten - it was before Tetsu came to live with us permanently... anyway, that first year, they tore into their gifts, neither one of them eating a thing, then passed out in the middle of the pile of wrapping paper somewhere around eight in the morning. Since then, I have required that they eat before we get started. It delays things a little bit and they're less likely to fall asleep and leave me to clean up their mess." Mrs. Kamizuki sent looks at both Izumo and Kotetsu, who looked suitably chagrined.

"Uh, we haven't done that in a while, Mom," Kotetsu said.

Mrs. Kamizuki nodded. "I know. And why do you think that is?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.

Izumo snorted. "Because we're adults now?" She simply turned the look on Izumo, who shrank in the chair. "Right. Uh, let's um... go out? Now that we've eaten?"

She grinned and, after making sure they put their dishes in the sink, they gathered in the living room around the Christmas tree. Kenji and Izumo sat together on the couch, Kenji wrapped around Izumo. Mrs. Kamizuki took the armchair and Kotetsu took a spot next to the tree to pass out the gifts. "I'd like to give mine out first," Mrs. Kamizuki announced and Kotetsu started to dig through the pile of gifts.

"Let's see... Kenji's?" He asked, looking up at his mom. She smiled and nodded and Kotetsu handed the small box to Kenji.

He glanced up and smiled at her, then took the gift from Kotetsu. Izumo watched with a smile on his face as Kenji oh so carefully opened the paper. Izumo took the wrap and Kenji's mouth dropped open at the box. He looked up at Mrs. Kamizuki then back at the gift he held. "Mom, this is... too much." Kenji opened the box and pulled out the watch that was inside. It had more buttons and dials than he'd ever seen on a watch before and it looked expensive.

"Nonsense. Nothing's too much for my boys. I can't afford some of the things I'd like, but I can do others. The salesman at the counter said he sold a lot of those to families for their servicemen. Apparently, it's a popular one. I know you're not allowed a lot of stuff just yet - at least until you find a place you'll be stationed a while, so I figured a good watch that you can actually use while on duty would do it. There's a book to go with it and stuff," she finished, biting her lip.

Kenji glanced at Izumo then leaned over and left Mrs. Kamizuki a kiss on her cheek. "It's wonderful, I love it. Thank you."

She blushed and grinned, then nodded. "You're welcome. I told him it was for my son. There's an engraving on the back of it," she said and Kenji took the watch off the stand and turned it over. To my son, Kenji. Love, Mom. Kenji stared at it and had to fight for breath for a moment.

"Thank you," he whispered, then touched Izumo's shoulder. His lover shifted and Kenji moved over to give Mrs. Kamizuki a hug. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. I meant what I said. I love you like one of my own." She squeezed him again and he went back to his seat. He handed the watch to Izumo, who read the inscription, then grinned.

"Told ya," he whispered and Kenji's lips spread into a matching grin.

"Yeah, you did." He sighed and looked up as Kotetsu dove under the tree for another gift.

Two hours later, Kenji was sitting with his feet on the coffee table, headphones on his head with his new copy of Live's Throwing Copper playing on the Walkman, Gameboy in his hand as he led Samus through the tunnels on the planet SR388, killing Metroid creatures. In Kenji's lap was Izumo's head, his hands holding the new Playstation controller as he and his human allies fought against Kotetsu's orcs while they battled it out for control of Lordaeron. "NO! Dammit," Izumo cursed. "Fine. That's fine. I'll get it back."

Kenji looked down at his boyfriend and grinned, pausing the Gameboy then brushed hair out of Izumo's eye. "You know, if you could see with both eyes, you wouldn't lose ground to him."

Izumo snorted. "I was just... uh... distracted," he said. "That's all."

Kenji snickered. "Distracted. Right. By what?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

Izumo blushed. "Uh..." He paused. By your scent, by just being near you. "Fine. It was my hair," he said instead.

"Uh huh." Kenji just shook his head, tucked Izumo's hair behind one ear, then brushed his fingertips over one cheek. "Go kick those orcs off your planet. Mom's going to be ready for dinner soon."

Izumo grinned and turned his attention back to the screen. He reached up and ran his fingers over the dog tag hanging from the silver chain around his neck. He'd read and reread the imprint on it more than a dozen times and could almost tell what each line was just by feel.

NARITA, KENJI A.

012048

O+

NO RELIGIOUS PREF

"I'm not really supposed to lose them, but guys do it all the time. Give 'em to their girlfriends or whatever. So I thought it was something simple you could have of me." Kenji hooked the chain together and closed the clasp then ran his hand down over the links. He glanced up as Kotetsu opened his box and raised his eyebrows.

"Both of us?" Kotetsu asked and Kenji nodded.

"Yeah. Is that... okay?" Kenji asked, momentarily worried that he was too obvious.

"Hell yeah. Thanks!" Kotetsu said with a grin and moved across the floor for Kenji to put his on, too. Kenji let out the breath he was holding and put it around Kotetsu's neck.

There were other gifts. He got them a second game for their Playstation - after talking with their mom to find out they were getting it. He also picked up a new CD for each of them and spent a lot of time just enjoying the reactions to their gifts.

The really fun gift came after the Playstation and before the Gameboy. Kotetsu had been itching for a new camera since his took a nosedive into the river during a camping trip over the summer. So, when he opened the Polaroid Captiva instant camera, he was thrilled. He'd been dropping hints about one for the better part of the previous four months.

As he opened it, he found not one, not two, but three boxes of film to go with it. The first thing he did was load it up and snap a picture of Kenji. Then Mom made a comment that she thought they might want to take some pictures of each other for Kenji to take back. Then she made sure to point out that they could take any kind of pictures they wanted since it was an instant camera. The knowing look she sent them nearly had all three of them wanting to sink into the floor.

Kenji had a feeling he'd be remembering that Christmas for a long time to come.

Later that evening when Christmas ham, vegetables and more eggnog than most people had a right to drink had been consumed, they were once again in front of the Playstation. Kenji had just pushed Kotetsu's orcs off of the planet and Izumo was cursing his fifth attempt at beating level eight in Tetris.

"Okay, I think it's about time for bed, don't you, babe?" Kenji asked and Izumo looked up just as the sound went off to prove he lost the level again.

Izumo glanced at the clock, surprised to see that it was nearly ten. "Wow, it is later than I expected, but we could probably stay up for a bit yet. It is Christmas."

"I'm not going to bed yet," Kotetsu announced from his chair. "I'm determined to find a way to invade this damned planet. You two go ahead. Give me some quiet time to figure it out."

Izumo blinked at Kotetsu, then looked up at Kenji and it was the expression on his lover's face that finally made it click. Kenji wanted to be alone and there was a specific reason for it. "Well, then, be that way," Izumo said, sniffing and winked at Kenji, who seemed to relax a little.

"Would you put my stuff away, babe? I'm going to stop in the bathroom..." Kenji said and Izumo raised his eyebrows but nodded.

"Okay. I'll be back there in a few minutes." Izumo leaned up and accepted the kiss that Kenji dropped on his lips then turned to put the gifts together. He heard the bathroom door close, and tried not to wonder too much what was up. If Kenji just wanted to have sex, he didn't need to go to these lengths to keep it secret.

Izumo shook it off and stacked their things under the tree, then straightened up the couch and even organized Kotetsu's gifts, doing his best to kill time until Kenji was done. Finally, he heard the bathroom door again. "Okay, if I don't hear you come in, night, Tetsu."

"Night, Zumo. Hav... uh... sleep well," Kotetsu replied, his attention focused just a little too much on the screen.

"Thanks," Izumo said, his eyebrows twisted in a scowl. He shook his head. "Later," he muttered as he started for the hall. He saw their bedroom door close just as he rounded the corner. Deciding it would be nice if his breath didn't kill Kenji when they kissed, he stopped in the bathroom to brush his teeth.

And finally, a few moments later, he was standing outside of his bedroom. He reached for the knob, then lifted his hand and dropped one knuckle on the wood in a soft knock. "Kenji?" He called softly.

The door opened a crack and Izumo saw Kenji in nothing but his sweatpants. "Hey, babe," he said, moving back.

Izumo stepped into the room and stopped to stare around himself. On every surface of the room were candles. He looked up to meet Kenji's eyes, then let his gaze travel around the room again. "Kenji?" He asked and blinked again, raising an eyebrow and fighting the amusement that wanted to surface. "Candles?"

Kenji shrugged and looked uncomfortable. "I didn't want the lights on, but I wanted to be able to see you," he mumbled. "Lights outside aren't bright enough."

Izumo smiled and stepped up to his boyfriend. "It's great. I love it. I was just surprised, that's all. Kenji... what's this about?"

Kenji swallowed, obviously nervous. "Well, um... you know that... uh..." he stuttered and Izumo could see his cheeks were very red, even in the low candlelight.

"What do you want, babe? I'll do anything for you," Izumo whispered, reaching up to lay a hand on Kenji's cheek. Kenji took a deep breath and blew it out and Izumo could smell the toothpaste, which only reinforced just how nervous Kenji was. "You're adorable when you're nervous," Izumo said, smile spreading. He leaned up and kissed Kenji and his lover's arms came around him, holding tight.

The kiss was light, brushes of lips, soft nibbles, but it seemed to be enough. When they broke apart, Kenji cleared his throat. "I haven't bottomed since that one time a really long time ago with... And, well, I... I thought that it would be a good night for... um..." He paused to take another breath. "Tetsu just told me the other day that you usually top when you're with him. I didn't know that. And I figure it's time for me to get over that dislike of it and it's only fair for you to be able to top sometimes. So..." He trailed off and Izumo's smile widened into a grin.

"Babe, it's okay. I don't mind bottoming. Not that I don't like to top, too. But... if you're not comfortable bottoming, it's okay," Izumo shook his head.

"Well. Tetsu told me you're really good at it. And I do want to get over this. I mean, that one time wasn't, like, majorly traumatic or anything, but it was pretty bad. And, well, I'd just... like to replace it. With you," he finished, blowing out another breath.

Izumo considered him for a moment, then nodded. "Okay," he said, taking Kenji's hand. He drew his lover further into the room to the side of the bed. He needed to get Kenji relaxed or it was going to be as bad as the first time was. He leaned in and his mouth met Kenji's again. He kept it light and teasing, running his lips over Kenji's then just nipping, and finally taking a longer taste. He threaded his fingers up into Kenji's short locks and leaned into his boyfriend's hold.

He could feel the tension start to drain out of Kenji's body. He wasn't about to rush this. But he felt better, at least, that Kenji wasn't quite as tense. He started to run his hands over the defined chest, adding his lips to the mix and making a trail down Kenji's neck toward one nipple. He paused to tease it with his tongue, pulling a gasp from Kenji then moving over to the other. He sucked this one in, biting down gently and that earned him a moan.

He let his hands drop to Kenji's waist and his fingers slipped under the waistband of the fabric. Slowly, he pushed them down until they cupped the luscious ass and he pulled Kenji against him, grinding their hardening cocks together. "Mmm, I love the way you smell, baby," Izumo whispered, pulling his hands back and continuing to make a trail of kisses over skin.

"Love your smell, too, Zu," Kenji said, his hands running up to Izumo's shoulders, pushing long brown hair aside. On finger traced a line over Izumo's neck, sending shivers through his skin. Kenji had learned all of his sensitive spots very well over the last week and never hesitated to exploit them.

Izumo stepped back and reached for the hem of his shirt, but Kenji pulled his hands away and tugged it slowly over his head instead, dragging fingertips and blunt nails over his skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake. The t-shirt landed in the general direction of the laundry basket, without a damn being given whether it really made it.

Then the distance was closed, though neither knew which one moved, and their lips were sealed again in another kiss. This one was much deeper, much more thorough as tongues danced and tasted. Soft moans escaped as their hands slid over skin.

This time as Izumo's fingers found fabric, he started to push it down over Kenji's hips. He leaned back to watch the hard cock bounce as it was freed, then released the pants to let them pool at his lover's feet. Kenji stepped out of them and kicked them away, then closed the distance again, pulling Izumo into his arms, their lips crashing back together.

Somewhere along the way, Izumo's pants joined Kenji's and they were finally both naked. Their cocks brushed,dragging a louder moan from Kenji's throat and Izumo had to fight hard to remember what he was supposed to be doing. With a supreme effort, he pulled back and looked into the Kenji's eyes. "Lay down, babe," Izumo whispered and Kenji obliged, stretching out on his back, eyes glued to Izumo's.

Izumo crawled onto the bed, leaning over Kenji. He straddled one leg, letting his hard cock slide along his lover's and he paused to savor the gasp it brought. He rocked, grinding into Kenji for a long moment, watching his lover's gorgeous face as hazel eyes slid closed and moans started to fall. Then he reminded himself that he had something to do and pulled away, a small smile tilting his lips at the disappointed grunt Kenji gave over it.

He left another kiss on his lover's lips, this one much shorter, then started to make a trail over chest and stomach. He took his time, kissing everything, teasing skin, tracing lines and listening to the gasps and moans in Kenji's voice. He teased chest, stomach and thighs, found new spots that drew sounds, traced the edges of navel and crease of leg.

When he made his way back up Kenji's body, he tried to ignore the straining cock, but couldn't resist the red, hard length. He paused and glanced up to see Kenji's gaze fixed on him. As much as he would have liked to forget everything and swallow the incredible cock in front of him, he forced himself to keep it to light tastes. He dragged his tongue from tip to base and back up again. He ran it around the crown, under the ridge, then teased the slit, all to louder and more desperate moans.

Finally, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist much longer, he finished the trip up Kenji's body. As he left a kiss to Kenji's neck and a nibble to one earlobe, he slipped the drawer open, grabbing the bottle of lube as he did so. With another kiss to his lover's lips, he murmured, "Roll over for me."

Kenji did as Izumo and he saw the tension return to the body under him. He slipped the bottle of lube under the pillow and instead went back to relaxing his lover. More kisses, more trails, he dragged his lips over muscles and spine, spending an inordinate amount of time counting vertebrae and ribs with his mouth. Bit by bit, Kenji relaxed again and by the time Izumo was faced with his lover's amazing ass, Kenji wasn't the least bit tense any longer.

Izumo kissed his way over each cheek, then parted them gently. He leaned in and licked softly at the tight muscle then kissed either side of it before bringing his tongue back again. As he teased the ring, Kenji started to move under him, the moans getting much louder. Izumo worked it, pulling every bit of pleasure he could from it out of Kenji. And so when he pushed his tongue in, instead of Kenji tensing, the groan that came out would have awakened Izumo's mom had it not been muffled by a pillow.

Izumo pulled back, teasing taint and balls just a little, smiling when Kenji pushed his ass back, asking for more. He went back to it, running his tongue over every tiny bit then pushed it through again, dragging another moan from his lover.

Judging the time right, he pulled back and kissed his way up along Kenji's spine as he slipped his hand under the pillow for the bottle of lube. He left more kisses on his way back down again then he sat back on his knees and opened the bottle. The click of the cap was loud and Kenji tensed just a bit at it. Izumo put a hand on his lover's hips. "Push back for me, babe, it'll be fine." He dropped another kiss on each cheek as Kenji did as he asked, then he poured the slick over his finger.

He went slowly - very slowly, running the tip over the muscle again, giving Kenji a chance to know what was happening. Then he pushed it in slightly, keeping it slow and deliberate. "Oh..." Kenji breathed. "That feels... good."

"Mmmm," Izumo replied, dropping another kiss on Kenji's ass. He was damned near insane by this time, his cock so hard it almost hurt. But he forced himself to ignore it, to pay attention to his lover and do this in a way that would give Kenji what was needed - to replace bad with good.

He worked the finger around, thrusting slowly and felt the muscle begin to relax. He felt around as best he could, but couldn't quite find what he was looking for yet. He continued to pump his finger for another moment, then he pulled it out, added more lube and a second finger to the mix. Yet again, he massaged the muscle, giving Kenji plenty of notice, then the fingers pushed inside. This time, there was no tension and Kenji groaned even louder. "Fuck... good..." he grunted and Izumo smiled.

Izumo kept it slow, still working his fingers around. He was determined to have Kenji as relaxed and open as he could for this. He and Kotetsu had rushed more than once and the aftermath had him seeking soft cushions for a couple of days.

Izumo touched Kenji's hip again and Kenji pushed back once more, lifting his hips further. Izumo reached between Kenji's legs to find a partial erection. He started stroking it as he pumped his fingers and the moans came faster, got louder as Izumo worked. He bit his lip and tried again, feeling carefully and when he got another loud grunt, he knew he'd found Kenji's prostate.

He heard Kenji's breathing get shorter as he teased the swollen gland and when the cock in his hand was hard, he pulled his fingers out once more. He leaned forward and dropped another series of kisses across Kenji's skin as he poured more lube over his fingers. "Stay relaxed, love," he murmured. "And push against my fingers."

There was a slight tensing when the three started to push in along with a grunt that wasn't nearly as happy sounding as the others. Izumo whispered another "Relax" and felt the pressure around his fingers start to ease. Kenji's cock had started to go soft with the new tension and Izumo stroked it again as he pushed his fingers into his lover until he was able to pump them with ease. "That's it, love," Izumo encouraged. "Mmm, you feel so good. I can't wait to feel you." Izumo continued to whisper things like that until the tension had eased once more. "Are you ready, love?" Izumo asked.

In answer, Kenji moaned and pushed his hips back. A soft "Please" came out and Izumo snatched up the lube bottle one last time to finally coat his cock. He bit his lip briefly and paused to consider if he should have Kenji ride him, but his lover was relaxed and waiting and he didn't want to give Kenji any chance to change his mind. So he lined up and ran the tip of his cock along Kenji's crack, teasing entrance and skin.

When he got another groan and rock of hips, he pushed the head in slowly past the muscle. He had to fight hard to hold on. It'd been awhile since he'd topped and he'd be damned if he went off like some virgin. He focused his attention on Kenji, listening to the breathing that was short. He saw tension in the back and ran his hand down the skin, then curled over and left a few more kisses.

Kenji started to relax again and Izumo continued to fill his lover. He kept it very slow, pushing further, then easing back. "Fuck," Kenji grunted. "That's... that's actually really good, Zu."

Izumo smiled into the skin on Kenji's back and pushed just a little further until he was buried completely. "You feel fucking amazing, baby," Izumo murmured, kissing his way along one shoulder.

"Mmmm. So do you, God, this... so different," Kenji managed.

"Good," Izumo replied. He gave Kenji another few seconds to get used to the feel of being filled, then he pulled back and gave a very slow thrust.

"Oh fuck, yes!" Kenji groaned. "More. Please."

Izumo's hands tightened on Kenji's hips and he squeezed his eyes shut, fighting for control. The need in Kenji's voice, the tight body around him were making it exceedingly difficult. He wanted to pull back and thrust hard but the thought of ruining this for Kenji held him back.

But he did give Kenji what he'd been asked for. He pulled back and started thrusting, though he kept it slow. He'd make this good for his lover if it killed him. And at this rate, it just might.

The grunts grew in volume and before long, Kenji's hips were rocking and he was meeting Izumo's thrusts. Izumo, in an attempt to distract himself from the fucking incredible feel, reached around and started stroking Kenji's cock. He was a little surprised to feel it still hard after all of that, but grateful that it was.

He fought to keep time with his hand and his hips and it helped keep him back from the edge. Though the sounds that Kenji let out were working to directly counter to his efforts. He concentrated very hard on it and a short time later, he was rewarded.

"Not yet," Kenji forced out. "Not ready yet, baby. Let... let me ride you." He glanced over his shoulder and Izumo smiled, pulling out and settling in on the bed. Kenji straddled him and he held his cock still as his lover eased down onto the length. "Oh fuck," Kenji groaned as he sank down until Izumo was fully buried.

"Fuck is right," Izumo groaned, eyes closed. "God, you're tight. And hot. And feel so fucking good." He reached up and rested his hands on Kenji's legs. He took a deep breath, bit his tongue, causing a little pain and brought himself back from the edge. He opened his eyes to meet Kenji's. "Lean back, it'll feel better," he whispered.

Kenji did, resting his hands on Izumo's thighs then lifted his hips and slid back down. Another groan, this one wordless, and the hazel eyes slammed closed. Kenji did it again and Izumo watched in fascination as Kenji started moving faster, pleasure taking over his handsome face. Izumo reached out and wrapped his hand around the bouncing cock and stroked it. "Oh fuck... too... oh God, too much, Zu, please," he nearly begged.

Izumo let go, and as Kenji shifted up, he started moving his own hips, thrusting up to meet Kenji on the way down. This brought a new set of sounds from both of them and in a few moments, they were both fighting hard against the need to cum. "Close, babe," Izumo grunted and received a similar sound in reply.

But just before Izumo was going to go off, Kenji lifted up. Izumo blinked up at his lover, but Kenji settled in on the bed next to him and when Kenji lay on his back, looking up at him, Izumo saw what Kenji wanted. He paused to add a bit more lube, then crawled into place. He knelt up between Kenji's raised legs and slowly filled his lover one more time.

He leaned forward, then, their lips meeting. This kiss was sloppy and emotional and full of things that Izumo couldn't begin to untangle. When they broke apart, he buried his face in Kenji's neck for a moment, trying to gather the shreds of his sanity. Kenji's arms came around him and his lover's face rubbed against his.

Pulling himself together, Izumo raised up and met Kenji's eyes, then started moving again. And he knew that this time, there was no way he'd be able to stop it. In what felt like only a few strokes, he was flying toward the edge, already. He kept his gaze locked to Kenji's as he thrust, Kenji's hips rolling to meet his. He wrapped a hand around his lover's cock, using that need to focus on Kenji to help him keep his control, though it was still only by a thread. But a few moments later, he was rewarded. "Close," Kenji managed and Izumo nodded.

"Me, too, love. Cum for me, Kenji. Let me see you cum," he forced out and tightened his hand. He found the spot on the bottom of Kenji's cock that he'd discovered drove his lover insane and he teased it with his thumb. And it was just enough. Kenji threw his head back, stuffed a fist in his mouth and shouted as the orgasm hit. Izumo watched, eyes wide, as thick ropes of cum shot out to cover his hand, Kenji's stomach and chest and even his his lover's face and hair. The shouts - muffled versions of "fuck" and "Izumo," stretched out and Izumo managed to hold on through most of it.

But then the muscles around his cock clamped down and one more "Izumo" - much clearer this time - came out and he lost it. His eyes slammed closed, he surged hard into Kenji as the pleasure hit, consuming him with its strength. His eyes flew open wide when he felt it sizzle along his nerves and up his spine. He knew he made sound, couldn't have stopped it to save his life, but he had no idea what. The pleasure was so sharp, so hard, he lost the capacity to think, to form anything other than wordless shouts and grunts.

When he came down from it, he collapsed onto Kenji, unable to move much. Kenji's arms came around him and he turned his face up to bury it in his lover's neck. He had the stray thought that he was grateful he'd landed on the other side of Kenji's face from the mess, but then even that thought dissolved as quickly as it had formed.

"Mmm, baby..." Kenji said. He was still panting, still working to recover breath. "So... fucking... amazing."

"You were... just... so... " Izumo shook his head and looked up. When deep brown met hazel, both sets of eyes widened as something hit, passed between and wrapped around them in that moment. It was hard, visceral and it was a truth that they could no longer deny. "I... I love you," Izumo whispered.

"I love you, too, Izumo," Kenji replied and their lips crashed together, the kiss sealing the words.

When they broke apart a long time later, they simply lay together quietly, unable to put any more words to what had already been said. They loved, they'd admitted it, but... now what?
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Credits for this chapter:

Live's album Throwing Copper was produced by Radioactive Records (who has gone out of business and the rights have reverted back to the band).

Walkman is a trademark of Sony Electronics.

Gameboy is owned by Nintendo Corp.

Playstation is property of Sony Computer Entertainment.

"Lordaerron" and it's concepts are part of Warcraft II: Tides of Darkness which belongs to Blizzard Entertainment and Electronic Arts.

"Samus," "SR388" and "Metroid" are part of Metroid II: Return of Samus, which is property of Nintendo.

Tetris, the Gameboy version is property of Bullte-proof Software and Nintendo.

Polaroid and Captiva are trademarks of the Polaroid company.
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