Firsts | By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1305 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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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, this story is relatively tame, but the boys ARE, technically, underage . So, technically, I need to add the "minor" warning.
Real warnings for this chapter:Language, frotting, hand jobs.
They'd been worked hard in the Dojo the following morning and both boys had been rather grateful for it. When they woke, things had been awkward for a few moments. They didn't say much, just got up and got ready to go to the Dojo.
Gai had greeted them as he always had with his exuberance, thumbs up and huge smile then proceeded to put them through their paces. The physical exertion had helped them clear their heads and by the time they left the Dojo and were on the bus on the way home, the tension from the night before had begun to fade.
"Hayate's coming over this afternoon. He wants to hang out with both of us," Izumo said over their lunch of sandwiches.
"Both of us?" Kotetsu asked, looking up.
Izumo nodded. "Yeah. He wants to be your friend, too."
Kotetsu frowned. "I wasn't very nice to him yesterday when he picked you up. Sorry about that. I guess it's just weird for you to do stuff without me."
"I know. But if we're all friends, maybe it won't be the rule, you know."
Tetsu nodded. "Yeah."
Not long after they'd finished and cleaned up, there was a knock at the door. They looked at each other and Tetsu smiled, this time genuinely. "Go on. It's your boyfriend."
Izumo shook his head at his friend, still a little confused by Tetsu's shifts over Hayate and hurried to the door. When he opened it, Hayate was leaning against the jamb.
"Hi," he greeted Izumo with that deadly smile.
"Hi," Izumo said, his own smile wide. He stepped back and Hayate stood up, approaching him. He glanced over Izumo's shoulder at Kotetsu.
"Hi, Kotetsu," Hayate said, a little warily.
"My friends call me Tetsu," he said and then turned to toward the living room. "And you better kiss him before he explodes." There was a grin in his voice as he headed into the other room.
"Tetsu…" Izumo groaned, his eyes closing in mortification.
Hayate just chuckled and then Izumo felt his boyfriend's lips on him and a hand on the side of his face. His eyes flew open then slid closed right away as he accepted the kiss. Hayate kept it light and mostly chaste and pulled back just a moment later. "Hi," he said again, quietly this time.
"Hi," Izumo grinned up at him. "Come in."
Mrs. Kamizuki chose that moment to come out from the kitchen. "Hello," she smiled. "You must be Izumo's boyfriend."
Izumo was back to hoping the floor would open up. Did she have to put it that way? He swallowed. "Mom, this is Hayate. Hayate, this is my mom. Um, Mrs. Kamizuki."
"You can call me Mom, too." She smiled. "It's nice to meet you. Izumo, come get drinks for everyone."
Izumo glanced at Hayate. "I'll be right back." He waved toward the living room. "Just… yeah…" he turned and hurried after his mother.
She'd pulled cans of soda out of the refrigerator and set them on the counter. "Do you want snacks or something?" She asked, turning to her son.
"No, Mom, that's okay." He said, grabbing the cans, hoping to escape quickly back to the living room.
"Just a minute, Zumo." She said and stepped up to the counter next to him. Izumo watched her bite at her bottom lip and he felt panic settle in. "Um, I wanted to ask you… um… are you…"
No. No no no no no. She's not going to ask me this. She's not.
"Sexually active?"
She did. Izumo closed his eyes and knew his face was bright red. "No, Mom. I haven't had sex yet."
"Okay. Good. I just wanted you to, you know, be safe if you do."
Izumo's eyes flew open and stared at his mother, blinking. "Mom?"
"Well, I don't have to worry about you getting a girl pregnant, do I?" She asked, with a puzzled look. "But I'm a nurse. I see plenty of diseases and stuff that comes from unsafe sex. I just want to make sure you're being safe."
"Mom, is it possible to die of acute embarrassment?" He asked, closing his eyes again.
She laughed. "No. I won't say anything more, I promise." She pulled him in for a hug. "I saw you kiss and I'm a mom. I worry. Now, go have a good afternoon with your friend and boyfriend."
When she let him go, Izumo stepped back and stared at her. "Thanks," he mumbled and escaped the kitchen. When he got to the living room, Tetsu raised an eyebrow, but Izumo just shook his head. Not now.
He handed the drinks around and settled in on the couch next to Hayate - yet again the only place open to sit. Izumo registered vaguely that Star Wars was playing on the VCR. Hayate looked over at Izumo. "Are you okay?"
Izumo closed his eyes and willed the color to fade from his cheeks. "My mother has the world's worst timing."
Kotetsu moved over next to Izumo on the couch. "What did she say?"
Izumo glanced over at Tetsu. "She…" he started, his cheeks heating more. "She asked me if I've had sex yet."
Both of the other boys winced. Kotetsu cast a frightened look toward the kitchen. "She's not going to ask me, is she?"
Izumo shook his head. "I don't think so. She… she didn't catch you kissing your boyfriend."
Another wince. "Sorry," Hayate mumbled.
Izumo looked over at him. "No. Not your fault. See… my mom's a nurse and, well, she sees a lot of stuff at the hospital, so she's a little more, um, health conscious than other people. And, well, she's just worried about… you know… stuff…" He buried his hot face in his hands for a moment then sighed and looked back at Kotetsu. "Besides, now that she's talked to me, she'll assume I'll talk to you. You're off the hook." He glared at his best friend a minute, muttering "not fair" then slumped back. "Ugh."
Hayate rubbed a hand over Izumo's back. "That sucks. How about we worry about Han Solo and Luke Skywalker, instead?"
"I like that idea." Izumo said and they turned their attention to the screen.
It didn't take long for the embarrassment to fade as they heckled the movie and quoted along. Izumo's mom brought out popcorn at one point. They switched tapes and though Hayate made a point of holding Zumo's hand or keeping an arm around him, they did have a lot of fun together. "No! No! Don't kiss her! She's your sister! And she's a girl! Ewww!" Kotetsu yelled.
"Seriously, dude, kiss Han. He's a lot hotter," Hayate added and Izumo and Kotetsu laughed.
"Then there's Lando. He's not bad," Izumo added then glanced at his boyfriend, realizing what he'd said.
Hayate grinned at him and dropped a kiss on his cheek. "Eh. He's okay." Hayate shrugged. "There really aren't a lot of cute guys in these movies, you know."
Kotetsu either didn't notice the kiss, or he ignored it. "I think they just don't want to take the spotlight away from Han," Kotetsu said and the other two nodded. "Mr. Badass himself."
This was answered with chuckles and they turned their attention back to the movies. When the credits were just rolling on Return of the Jedi, Izumo's mom appeared in the doorway again. "Hayate, would you care to stay for dinner?"
Hayate glanced at Izumo, who raised his eyebrows and waited. "Mom makes great stir fry." Kotetsu said and Izumo felt Hayate relax.
"I'd like that, thank you."
"Good. Okay, Izumo, Kotetsu, come set the table and get washed up." She left the doorway and the three of them stood up.
Izumo was nervous at first. His mother made sure that Hayate sat next to him. But she didn't bring up anything embarrassing, thankfully. He was also grateful that the naked baby pictures he knew she had stayed in her bedroom.
Hayate helped clean up and wash dishes, which earned him major points with Mrs. Kamizuki. When they were finished and everything was put away, Hayate turned to Kotetsu. "Mind if I steal him away for a while?"
The spiky-haired boy just stared. "That's up to him, but… I appreciate you asking." He smirked at Izumo. "Might be good, anyway. I never even get two minutes to myself with him around." Izumo snorted and smacked Kotetsu in the back of the head.
When they were settled into the Jeep, Hayate glanced over at him. "I thought we might just drive for a bit." He said, reaching for Izumo's hand.
"Okay. I don't much care, as long as we're... erm…" He trailed off, embarrassed again and looked out the window, watching the cars go by.
Hayate grinned. "Me, too," was all he said as he took the turns to the interstate, grateful to be able hit fifth gear and leave it there. He took Izumo's hand again. "I think Kotetsu's warming up." He commented as he maneuvered through the Saturday night traffic.
"He's just not used to sharing my time." Izumo glanced back over at Hayate. "I told you last night we've been friends for a long time." Hayate nodded, keeping his eyes on the road. "But in all that time, it's been pretty rare that we've spent any real time apart. There was a few times where he lived further away than we liked, but he found his way to my house as often as he could. His… home life… well, it sucked. I can't tell you more than that, it's up to him, but…" he trailed off with a slight shrug. "Anyway, it's not you, specifically," Izumo finished.
Hayate nodded again. "I kind of gathered that. So, does he have anyone? A boyfriend?"
Izumo shook his head, "no. He's got a crush, but like I was with you, he doesn't even know if the guy is straight or what."
"Oh? Who is it?" Hayate asked.
Izumo glanced over at him, hesitating. But he hadn't promised Tetsu he wouldn't say anything. "Kenji."
"Narita Kenji?" Hayate asked.
"Yeah… do you know him?" Izumo asked.
Hayate chuckled. "Your friend has good gaydar. Yes, I do. He's a friend of mine."
"No kidding." Izumo stared. "Wow. Well, that's… something. Now if I can just convince Tetsu to say something…" He frowned in thought.
"I could. Say something, that is."
"You don't have to do that. I mean, I think it would be great, but…"
"Are you kidding? Maybe Tetsu will let me have more time with you that way." Hayate said and Izumo blushed, again.
"Okay. It would be nice for him to have someone else." Izumo said, and shifted his attention back to the window. Why did the thought of Tetsu with a boyfriend bother him? He shook the thought away and watched the scenery go by as Hayate took an exit off of the interstate. A few twists and turns and he pulled the car into a small parking lot. The sign next to it said, "Nara Nature Preserve."
"They don't patrol out here much." Hayate said and Izumo raised an eyebrow at him.
"You, um, spend a lot of time out here?" Izumo asked with an amused twist of his lips.
Hayate laughed. "No. Not me. I heard my brother talk about it. He brings his girlfriends out here."
"Oh." Izumo blushed, feeling foolish. "You know, though, um, I… don't know if, erm, never mind." He snapped his mouth shut, his face blushing brighter.
"I've had a few boyfriends before, but not many, Izumo." He said, turning to his boyfriend.
"It's… none of my business. I mean, you know, what you did before me." Could this be any more awkward?
"It is, in fact. You have a right to know what you're getting into." Hayate said. "I've had sex," he said simply and shrugged. "But it was only with one person and, in case you're worried, I'm clean."
Izumo just blushed more. He hadn't really given a lot of thought to it. Then again, he'd just started dating the other boy the day before, for God's sake! He tried to take a deep breath, but was finding it very difficult to do so. He's just told his mother that afternoon he wasn't sexually active! He closed his eyes and did his damnedest to get a hold of himself. "You're… my first boyfriend. I haven't before. Not… well, not actual sex."
He kept his eyes closed, trying to will the color out of his cheeks again. He was infinitely grateful in that moment that his hair covered at least half of his face. He breathed in through his nose and out through his mouth in a vain attempt at finding some calm.
"Kotetsu?" Hayate asked and Izumo nodded. He opened his eyes to see a pensive look on Hayate's face.
"He's not my boyfriend. You are," Izumo said quietly and Hayate looked back at him and smiled.
"It's okay." He shifted in his seat and leaned forward, reaching up and brushing the bangs out of Izumo's face, then closing the last bit of distance. Their lips met and this kiss wasn't chaste. This kiss wasn't light. Hayate's tongue traced a line along Izumo's bottom lip, asking for entrance and Izumo opened to him.
It heated fast. Izumo's hands came up to frame Hayate's face, and he, too, leaned in. Someone let out a quiet moan and Hayate's arms slid around to Izumo's back, pulling him as close as possible within the awkwardness of the car. They shifted until Izumo was stretched across Hayate's lap, arms wrapped around each other, lips still fused.
They broke apart for air, both panting heavily. Neither noticed the windows steaming nor cared. Their mouths crashed back together, tongues dancing again. More quiet moans, hands wandered and frustrations increased.
When they pulled back again, Hayate reached down and slid the seat as far back as it would go and Izumo shifted again, straddling the taller boy. Hayate laid the seat down and then they were crushed against each other again. Hayate's arms were wrapped around Izumo, the shorter boy's arms bracing him against the seat.
Izumo ground his incredibly hard arousal down into Hayate's earning him a very loud moan this time. Hayate's hands slid down to cup Izumo's ass and pulled him even tighter against him. They moved together, bodies straining. "Oh God, Hayate…" Izumo moaned.
"Call me Yate…" he whispered. "Fuck, Izumo, you feel good. Oh God…" The words trailed off to a long moan, their groins pressing into each other harder.
"Mmm. Yes. Zumo… unh… just Zumo…" He managed. Izumo couldn't think, couldn't breathe. He'd lost all sense of place and time. The only thing he knew was Hayate's body against him, the feel of that hard cock rubbing against his own even through the layers of fabric. He pulled back, resting his forehead on Hayate's shoulder before he embarrassed himself and came right there in his pants.
"Fuck…" Hayate whispered, his breath coming in harsh gasps. "Zumo…" he moaned then one of his hands came around and cupped Izumo's cock. He rubbed his palm along the length, pulling even more sounds from Izumo's throat.
"Fuck, Yate, stop, oh God, stop… I'll… I'm going…" he didn't get to finish what he was going to say. Hayate pulled him back down, capturing his lips again in a kiss, but slowed his hand.
Izumo took one of his own hands and pushed it between them, rubbing Hayate's cock through the thick denim. He gripped it tightly, and Yate pulled back from the kiss, gasping. He scrambled for the button of his jeans. "Touch me, please…"he nearly begged.
Izumo's hand dove into the jeans, his fingers dancing over the hard length. Their lips met again, the kiss sloppy and hot and Izumo felt his own button being opened, then heard the harsh rasp of the zipper as it was lowered. Then the cool air in the jeep met his hot flesh as Hayate pulled his cock out and he hissed. "Fuck."
Izumo scrambled for the zipper on Hayate's jeans then finally managed to get his dick out, too. Their hands moved over each other's cocks, voices let out loud pants that filled the air, breath was hot on each other's faces. "Oh God, Zumo… I'm… fuck, I'm close…" Hayate moaned loudly. He yanked his t-shirt up and out of the way, his back arched and Izumo watched his face twist. "Fuck now, oh God, NOW! ZUMO!" He shouted and Izumo savored the feel of the cock jumping in his grip as the thick cum shot out over his hand and Hayate's chest. He kept his hand going, drawing it out as long as he could for the other, giving as much pleasure as possible.
The vision alone would have been enough, but when Hayate's fingers tightened around his own hard length, it was almost too much and he lost it, too. The climax roared through him, stealing breath and sight. "YATE! Ohhh fuuuuuck!" His body shook and shuddered, and Hayate's hand milked the last few drops of cum from him as he rode out his orgasm.
Izumo slumped down onto the other boy, resting his head on Hayate's shoulder. Yate's arms came around him and held on as their breathing and hearts slowed.
Izumo swallowed hard, half afraid to look up into his boyfriend's face. What must he think? They'd been together barely twenty four hours and they were practically having sex. God, he must seem desperate and slutty and... He licked his lips and braced himself then slowly looked up.
And before he could even register the look on Yate's face or anything else, there were lips on his again. He placed a soft gentle kiss on Izumo's lips and it stole his breath once more. One hand moved from his back and brushed at the russet hair, pushing it back off of Izumo's face. They broke apart and Hayate smiled, almost sheepishly.
Izumo puzzled over it. "Y…Yate?"
"I hadn't meant to push you into something like this, this soon." He said, quietly.
Izumo blinked. "You didn't push…" his cheeks colored. "I didn't exactly resist," he muttered. "More like acted like a slut," he mumbled and started to bury his face in the shoulder under him, but Hayate stopped him, tilting his chin up.
He brushed a thumb across Izumo's cheek. "Not hardly."The hand on Izumo's back rubbed soothingly up and down and he pulled Izumo back in for another kiss. When they broke apart, Hayate snagged the blanket off of the back seat and they resettled a little bit, Izumo laying on top of the taller boy. Yate spread the blanket over them and they lay quietly together for a while, dropping soft kisses now and again.
Finally, the taller boy glanced at the clock. "We have to go," he sighed.
Izumo nodded. Hayate didn't let him go at first, though, stopping to kiss Izumo again thoroughly. With a sigh, he finally unwound his arms and Izumo struggled to get into the other seat again. They adjusted themselves in silence and, after one more kiss, Hayate started the jeep and pointed the car back to Izumo's house.
They trip back was made in silence, the road noise and quiet interior broken only by the radio. Hayate held Izumo's hand except to shift, occasionally bringing it up to his lips to kiss. When they finally pulled in front of Izumo's house, Hayate squeezed Izumo's hand and hurried around to open his door again.
They stopped on the porch and Izumo was grateful that his mom had left the light off. More light kisses, then Hayate reluctantly pulled away. "Can I see you tomorrow?" He asked.
Izumo hesitated. "I have a shitload of homework to do."
"I haven't done mine. I could bring it over."
Izumo smiled at the hopeful tone of voice. "Okay. I'd like that. Um, Mom serves a kind of big dinner at noon. You're welcome to come for that."
"I'd like that. I'll call Kenji tomorrow, too, then you and I can talk about him." He dropped another kiss on Izumo then finally stepped back with a sigh. "See you tomorrow."
"Bye," Izumo said and stepped into the house. He watched from the door as Hayate got into his car and drove away.
When he got into the bedroom, Kotetsu was still awake. He had a book open and face down on his chest. He glanced over at Izumo and one eyebrow went up. "Well, well. You look like you got busy."
Izumo's cheeks colored. "What do you mean?" He asked, turning his back and stripping quickly then grabbing his pajama pants out of the dresser and pulling them on.
Kotetsu got up and walked over to his friend, looking at him in the mirror over his shoulder. "Hmm…" he said in his ear, "let's see, swollen lips, messy hair and if your face doesn't say 'just fucked'…" he said.
Izumo stared at his friend, but there was no malice, only amusement. He frowned. "We didn't fuck."
Kotetsu's eyebrows shot up. "There's a whole world of sexual activity between nothing and fucking." His lips twisted again, fighting more amusement.
Izumo sighed. "Fine. We jacked each other off. Happy?" He asked, embarrassed.
"What? Was he an ass about it?" Kotetsu asked, eyebrows dropping in a scowl.
"No! No, he wasn't. I…" he frowned. "I didn't know how you'd react," he finished, swallowing. "And… well, to be frank, I feel a bit like a slut."
"Why?" Kotetsu asked.
Izumo blinked at him. "We just started dating yesterday."
"Well, you didn't fuck on the first date. Hell, you didn't fuck on the second date… if you could call that a date." He shrugged. "But really, jacking each other off isn't that big of a deal. You and I used to do it all the time."
Izumo closed his eyes. "Yeah, but we've known each other for years, we're best friends. We're not practically strangers."
"And neither are you and Hayate. If the look on his face is anything to go by, he's well on his way to being in love with you," Kotetsu pointed out. "And I'd bet you know what he's done sexually, know pretty much all of the things he likes, what he eats, know his full name, his brother's name, his family's name, probably know exactly where he lives… stop me when I get to something you don't know about him…" He paused and Izumo's mouth stayed firmly shut. "You've spent the better part of the last twenty-four hours talking to him, so I'm guessing you know plenty. And let's be serious. We're still in high school. It's not like this is the guy you're going to marry someday."
Izumo frowned. That was very likely true. Hayate would likely not even be the last boyfriend he'd ever have. But the bottom line was, Tetsu didn't think less of him for it and that, even more than Hayate, was what mattered to Izumo. "Sorry, I'm still a little… lost here, you know?"
"I know. Don't worry so much. Come on, you look ready to pass out," Kotetsu said and flipped the light switch, then steered Izumo toward their bunks.
He aimed Izumo for the ladder to the upper bunk, but Izumo just turned to look at his friend. "Let's not even bother with that, hmm? You'll just end up with another nightmare."
Kotetsu considered him a moment. "It won't bother you… because of Hayate?"
Izumo shook his head. "I'm not comfortable doing other stuff, Tetsu, but you're still my best friend, and I won't make you go through that. If I can keep them away just by sleeping next to you, I will. I want to."
Kotetsu grinned. "Thanks, Zumo." He rolled into his bunk and Izumo stretched out next to him. Izumo turned onto his side and rested on hand on Tetsu's hip. A short time later, he was asleep and neither so much as stirred until the next morning.
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