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Firsts
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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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, 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, HJ, Frotting. (there seems to be a lot of that...)

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Kotetsu stared at Izumo's bowed and shaking back. He wanted to chase the damned jeep down and punch them. Both of them. He was pissed at Kenji for not even listening, but he'd deal with his own boyfriend later. He was more pissed at Hayate and wanted to shake the guy and make him listen.

But for one thing, he had a feeling Hayate simply wouldn't hear anything, at least not yet.

And for another, Kotetsu had a bigger problem, in the form of a hurting best friend. Which only made him want to punch Hayate more. Visions of black and blue eyes and bloody noses flashed through his head, but he forcibly shoved them aside.

He approached Izumo carefully and squatted next to him. "Zumo?" He started, reaching a hand out and laying his fingertips lightly on Izumo's shoulder.

Izumo spun as if he'd been released from someone's hold and launched himself at Kotetsu. He wrapped his arms around his best friend, hiding his face in Tetsu's stomach. Kotetsu hugged him, stunned and at a loss for what to do.

Izumo was always the one there for him, comforting him. Zumo always held and soothed, not the other way around. Kotetsu had no idea how to handle this.

"How could he?" Izumo said into Tetsu's stomach. "He wouldn't even talk! He wouldn't listen!" Izumo hiccoughed, his body shuddering harder. "And why did he have to tell me he loved me? Why?" The shuddering increased and turned into trembling.

Kotetsu let Izumo go, let the other boy rant and cry, running his hands over Izumo's back. He noticed his own hands were shaking, but he didn't know if it was in rage, hurt or a combination of the two.

He glanced out the door and saw the neighborhood gossip staring into the house. "Come on, Zumo, let's not do this here," he said quietly and stood, pulling his friend with him. Izumo followed docilely, tears still streaking down his face.

Their mom stepped out from the kitchen, a frown marring her features. "Can I do anything?"

Kotetsu shook his head. "Not now, Mom, thanks," he replied, his voice low. She nodded and he steered Izumo back down the hall and through their door. He got his friend across the room then pulled Zumo onto the bunk with him. Izumo curled into him, head to Tetsu's chest, tears wetting the bare skin. Kotetsu yanked the blanket up over them, wrapped his arms around his friend and just held on.

He made quiet soothing noises, nonsense sounds, and rubbed his hand over Izumo's back then smoothed the russet hair out of the wet face. He dropped light kisses on Zumo's temple and head, doing the things Izumo used to do to him to help calm him down after his nightmares.

He had no idea how long they lay there, but eventually, Izumo's shaking stopped and he lay still and quiet in Kotetsu's arms. "He's a bastard," Izumo's low, miserable voice was rough.

"Yes," Kotetsu whispered, running his hand over Izumo's hair again.

"He wouldn't even listen," Izumo grumbled, a hiccup escaping.

"No, he wouldn't," Kotetsu agreed, his arms tightening a tiny bit.

Izumo looked up finally, his tear-stained face only making Kotetsu that much more frustrated. If they'd done something, that would have been one thing, then Hayate and Kenji would have been right to be pissed. But they hadn't, not that Kotetsu hadn't thought about having sex with Izumo. He could admit that he wanted his friend, would happily have done way more than they ever had before. But that was before they had boyfriends.

No, they hadn't done anything. They'd both done nothing but sleep. They'd been very good about that and that's what pissed Tetsu off more than anything.

Kotetsu shoved his own anger into a box to deal with later. He leaned down and kissed Izumo gently on his forehead and cheeks, wiping the tears away the best he could. "He doesn't deserve you," Kotetsu said fiercely and it made Izumo smile.

"Thanks," Zumo said sniffling and looked up at his best friend again. Tetsu leaned in and dropped a light kiss on Izumo's lips. Neither of them registered when it shifted right into a not-so-light kiss, their lips opening and tongues tasting and sliding, mutually needy.

They pulled back from the kiss, their breathing erratic and hearts pounding. They stared at each other, both expressions unreadable to the other. Izumo swallowed hard and curled back into Tetsu, tucking his head under Tetsu's chin. He wondered that he never seemed to be able to resist Kotetsu, that he was always tempted by his best friend. No matter what it was, he had to consciously think and force himself to pull back. He tried not to think about it, tried to just concentrate on what had happened that morning.

He should have told Hayate before this, should have said something instead of letting him find out the way that he did. But it wasn't his place to explain what Tetsu's nightmares were, and he didn't know how he'd make clear just how bad they were without giving it all away.

It didn't matter now; Hayate didn't want to see him anymore. Another sharp pain lanced through him near physical in its intensity and he bit down on his lip, trying to ignore it as more annoying tears spilled down his cheeks.

He felt Tetsu's hands rubbing his back and he closed his eyes concentrating simply on that, on the feel of Tetsu's palms on his skin. He couldn't believe how much this hurt. He'd only been going out with Hayate for just over a week. You've liked him for a lot longer than that, he reminded himself.

And then there was the fact that he was the first person he'd done anything sexual with besides Kotetsu. He swallowed hard and looked back up into the face of his best friend as the thought slid into his brain. His best friend. Tetsu. The one that had been there for him through everything. Befriended him, defended him, protected him.

He placed another small kiss on Tetsu's lips. "Thank you," he whispered and he saw Tetsu's eyes flash before his friend regained control. Izumo wondered at it for the shortest of seconds then registered what he felt on the leg he had wedged against Tetsu's groin.

He felt his own body respond, swiftly and completely. His heartbeat sped up, his breathing shortened, his skin sensitized. And his cock hardened impossibly. He closed his eyes, trying desperately to calm himself down. He shouldn't do this, it wasn't right!

Why? His body asked. Why shouldn't you? Why not?

Izumo stopped. Why would it matter now? Hayate wasn't his boyfriend anymore! His heart shied away from the newest jab at that thought. But he wasn't! And Kotetsu and Kenji weren't together. So� why did it matter?

It doesn't. He answered himself. He shoved the pain that thought caused to the back of his mind and he swallowed again, looking back up at his friend.

He could feel Tetsu's body respond to the decision in his own eyes. He heard the hitch in breathing, felt the heartbeat speed up under his hand, and felt the cock twitch against his leg. Tetsu's hands flexed, the one in tangled in his hair pulling slightly.

He leaned up and kissed his best friend once more and this time, the intention was clear. This time, neither of them held back. Tongues danced, lips devoured and the kiss heated quickly. He felt Tetsu's hand move to his ass and pull him in, their hard cocks rubbing against each other.

A moan bubbled up in Izumo's throat and he rocked into Tetsu again. Tetsu answered with a low groan and rolled them so that Izumo was on top. The added weight ground Zumo into Tetsu harder and they both gasped.

"Fuck, Tetsu," Izumo hissed, rocking his hips again. He tried to calm himself just a little, wanted to, needed to find some sanity. He bent instead to nip at his friend's lips, sucking the bottom one between his teeth. He bit down slightly, drawing a bead of blood and a louder moan from his friend.

He pulled back and licked lightly at the wound then their lips fused again. Tetsu's hands snaked under the waistband of Zumo's pants and bare hands cupped the firm globes of Zumo's ass. He squeezed again and Izumo let another of those low sounds of need slip out.

Izumo reached up with one hand and threaded it through the shaggy black mass. He dove in again for another taste and tugged on the hair, tilting Tetsu's head for him before attacking once more.

"Fuck, Zumo, oh God more�" Tetsu moaned when Izumo pulled back.

Izumo released Tetsu's hair and braced himself up on one arm. He reached between them and into Tetsu's boxers, wrapping his hand around the hard flesh and stroking it. They dove in again for another kiss, this one even hotter and very sloppy. "Fuck, more, want� to feel you�" Tetsu groaned and Izumo pulled back.

He stared at his friend who stared back at him. Time froze, there was no mistaking what he meant. Izumo wanted it, God, he wanted it, needed it, even in that moment, but he had to be sure he knew what Tetsu was saying. "Tetsu�" He swallowed hard. "Do� you mean�"

Kotetsu nodded. "Please�" The naked need and want in those dark slanted eyes slammed into Izumo. The near plea caused a tremor to go through him and it took everything in Izumo to just be able to hold his position, much less think.

Izumo's cock twitched at that need and want in Tetsu's eyes and he hardened even more, if that was possible. And then his body took over the last vestiges of coherent thought.

"Oh fuck, Tetsu," Izumo groaned and went back to his friend's lips. They fought with each other's clothes - boxers flew and somewhere in there, there was a rip, but neither paid attention. Then they felt skin against skin, hot, hard cock against cock and both let moans out.

Tetsu's hands slid down Izumo's back again, squeezing Izumo's ass once more. He nipped at Zumo's neck, the spot he knew would make the other crazy and he teased it mercilessly. The reward was a long low sound from Izumo's throat and a hand cupping his balls.

Zumo squeezed them gently, teasing the sac then ghosted his fingers back over the sensitive skin behind them. Tetsu's legs spread wide as Izumo's fingers ventured further, one slim digit sliding into the crack of Tetsu's ass. Tetsu shifted, opening himself more and Izumo touched the tight muscles lightly.

The gasp from Tetsu was loud in the room and they pulled back, staring at each other.

Izumo swallowed hard then slid his other hand up under the pillow for the bottle he knew was there. He wrapped his hand around it, gripping it tightly but didn't move at first. Izumo's heart was pounding, his throat was dry and his breath was short. He tried to swallow around his desert-like throat, but his mouth was just as lacking in moisture.

They hovered there for a minute, suspended, and staring. Both of them were insanely aroused, cocks almost painful in their hardness, both nearly desperate in their need, but there was just enough sanity leaking in to give them pause. "Tetsu�" Izumo started.

"Boys?" Their mother called through the door and both of them jumped.

They stared at each other again, eyes wide then scrambled for the blanket. Izumo moved off of Tetsu and lay next to him. Tetsu pulled Izumo tightly back up against him, causing both of them to moan quietly when his cock slipped between Izumo's legs. He rocked once, bringing gasps from both of them then Izumo felt the sharp pants as he brought himself back under control.

Izumo breathed carefully through his nose, forcibly pulling himself together then made sure everything was covered and called out, "yes, Mom?"

She opened the door and peeked in, her face looking miserable. "I'm� sorry for what happened."

"It's� okay, Mom. I mean, it's not your fault," Izumo said, frowning. He swallowed around the lump as Hayate's face floated back into the forefront of his mind.

"It kind of is. I sent them back to make sure you were up. I didn't realize� Well, that you, um�." She trailed off and to Izumo's surprise, his mother blushed and wouldn't look directly at them.

He blinked and glanced down, but thankfully the tent wasn't visible. "Mom?"

"Well, that� you slept together."

Izumo's eyes widened as understanding sunk in. "Um, we do, but Mom that's� all we do. Is sleep, that is."

She stepped into the room cleared her throat then glanced down, her blush brightening. Tetsu's boxers and his pajama pants were in a pile together right there next to the bed, very obviously having been dropped in a hurry. Izumo's eyes flew from their clothes to her face and back again.

"Oh." She said, uncomfortably. "Well, um are� you� okay? Do� you guys want some pancakes or something?"

Izumo was quite sure his face was bright red. "We're, um, fine, Mom, really. We'll be okay." He glanced over his shoulder at Kotetsu, who nodded.

"Really, we will be." Kotetsu said. His hand tightened on Izumo's hip under the blanket in reassurance. Zumo could still feel Tetsu's hard cock in the small space between his legs, felt it twitch when he shifted uncomfortably from the conversation. "But, if it would make you feel better we won't turn down the pancakes."

She threw a grateful smile at Kotetsu. "I� think I'll go get those started. About, um, twenty minutes, okay?" She asked, sidling out of the room.

"Okay," Izumo said, nodding and their mom escaped, pulling the door tightly closed behind her.

They lay there without moving for a couple of minutes, both of them a little stunned. Tetsu eased back and Izumo rolled onto his back. "Um�" he started, staring at the slats of his bunk. He was actually rather grateful that his erection had started to wane. He glanced over at his friend. "Um... Mom thinks we have sex." He blinked. "With each other."

Kotetsu shook his head. "I have no idea what to say to that."

"Me, either. Especially since we� almost did." Izumo swallowed hard and turned his attention back to the bunk.

"For the record, if she hadn't interrupted us, we'd probably be in the middle of it right now." Kotetsu pointed out.

"TETSU!" Izumo groaned, covering his face.

"What?" Kotetsu asked, genuinely puzzled.

Izumo sighed and dropped his hands, looking over at his friend. "You're right. You're right. You're just so�" he shook his head, letting the comment drop. He took a deep breath and blew it out.

"I guess since we're not going to have sex, we should get up and shower and stuff before the pancakes," Kotetsu said his own sigh coming out with a note of disappointment laced through it.

Izumo closed his eyes a moment, trying to get a grip on his sanity. It was still on vacation somewhere, and obviously unwilling to answer its phone. He gave up and pulled the blanket aside, rolling out of the bunk.

He snatched the pants off the floor and stood with them a moment, staring at himself in the mirror on the wall over their dresser. Thoughts of Hayate crashed into him hard and he fought the need to curl into a ball again. He didn't realize he was gripping the fabric in his hands hard enough to tear it until Tetsu came up behind him and pried it out of his hands.

His friend wrapped strong arms around him and just held. He had no idea how Kotetsu knew what was going through his head, no idea how his friend understood so well. He was just glad for it. He turned around in Tetsu's arms and rested his head on the other boy's shoulder, wrapping his arms around Tetsu's waist and burying his face in his friend's neck. "Bastard," he muttered.

"I know, Zumo, I know," Tetsu crooned quietly. He placed more soft kisses on Zumo's temple. "Doesn't deserve you," he said again, hands trailing over Izumo's back.

Izumo took one long shuddering breath. "Thank you." He whispered and Tetsu let him go.

"Take the first shower," he said and pushed Izumo toward the door.

Izumo smiled gratefully at the gesture - they were always fighting over the lion's share of the hot water, and headed to the bathroom. He stood under the hot spray for just a minute and let the water clear some of the cobwebs.

He was a little glad he and Tetsu hadn't managed to go through with it. He needed to try to talk to Hayate yet. He needed to explain what had happened so Hayate knew what was really going on.

If he still didn't understand or still didn't want to be around, well, then Izumo would deal with. But Izumo had to try.

He felt like, if he was going to be dumped, it should at least be for the right reasons.

He shut the water off and hoped Tetsu would have enough for his shower then scrambled to dress quickly. When he got out to the kitchen, his mom gave him a look and he sighed. "I feel like a broken record saying this. It's not what you think."

"I don't know that I want to know, Izumo," his mom said, shaking her head.

Izumo stepped up to the stove and put a hand on his mom's arm. "Look, I was just thinking about this in the shower in regard to Hayate. If you're going to think something, you should at least think the right thing, then you can be disappointed or not. Tetsu and I haven't had sex. Ever." He patently ignored the little voice that reminded him they almost did. Almost only counted in horseshoes and hand grenades of which this was neither. "We sleep in the same bunk because of Tetsu's nightmares."

His mom turned from the pan and looked at him. "Oh, I didn't realize he still had them."

"He doesn't. Most of the time. Because I'm on his bunk. But we sleep." He left off the fact that before they had boyfriends, they sometimes did other things. He also shied away from the second reminder in as many minutes of what almost happened.

She sighed. "I'm sorry. It's not really any of my business." She flipped a couple of the flat discs. "I really don't want to get into that part of your business�" she glanced up at him, "except to make sure you're safe. But�I'm� glad to know about the nightmares and sleeping. If things work out with Hayate, I'd hate to cause the kind of thing again like I did this morning."

"I� I should have told him, Mom. In fact, I'm still going to try. If he'll talk to me. I hope so." He swallowed hard.

She nodded. "Good. Why don't you try him now?"

Izumo considered it a moment and shrugged. "Yeah, worth a try." He approached the cordless phone on the wall and picked it up. Glancing at his mom who had gone back to flipping pancakes, he dialed the number and held the receiver up to listen.

He didn't realize how tightly he was holding it until he felt the plastic dig into his fingers. He didn't realize how badly he was pressing it into his face until he felt the pain on his jaw and ear. He forced himself to relax and counted the rings. On the fourth ring, a feminine voice answered. "Hello?"

"Hi. Mrs. Gekkou?"

"Yes?" She replied, cautiously.

"Hi. Um, this is Izumo. Um, Kamizuki Izumo, I'm calling for Hayate. Is� Is he there?" Izumo could hear the tremor in his voice.

"OH! Hi, Izumo. Just a minute, let me see if he's back yet." He could hear the questions in her voice. He imagined she knew that they were supposed to be spending the day together. He heard her set the receiver down, could vaguely hear raised voices in the background, then the receiver picking up. "I'm sorry, he's not back yet." She said and he heard the lie in her voice.

He cleared his throat and forced out a "thank you, I'll try back later" before hanging up without a reply from her.

Hayate was avoiding him. As he thought about it, Izumo knew that would happen, but it didn't hurt any less.

He swallowed the tears and took a seat at the table to wait for the pancakes. It was going to be a long day.
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Firsts	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1305 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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