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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, hand jobs, frotting, anal, biting.

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Breakfast had been mostly silent while they ate. Tetsu had tried to call Kenji when he came out, but the other boy wasn't home. They figured Kenji was either with Hayate or simply avoiding Tetsu like Hayate was Izumo.

They forced themselves to work on homework, which ended up taking most of the day because they simply couldn't concentrate. They took turns trying again to call their boyfriends after lunch and once more before dinner, to no avail.

They were seriously considering begging their mom to borrow the car and go over to one or both of their boyfriends' houses when the phone finally rang later that night. Tetsu and Izumo stared at each other while their mom answered it with a quiet, "Hello?"

They waited with baited breath and pounding hearts for the person on the other end to speak. A moment later, Mom looked over at Tetsu. "Yes, just a second," she said and held the receiver out to him.

Tetsu took the phone, his eyes glued to Izumo. "Hello?"

"Kotetsu?" Kenji's voice came through the line, short and still angry.

"This is Tetsu," Kotetsu answered, his voice low and rough. The full version of his name told him plenty, but he forced himself to listen to his boy� former boyfriend's words.

"Stop calling. We don't want to talk to the two of you. We don't want to hear lame excuses, don't want your lies. Tell Izumo to leave Hayate alone." And with that, Kenji hung up.

Kotetsu stared at the lump of plastic in his hands for a long moment, the fast beep of the disconnect harsh in the silent room. He very carefully handed it to his mom, lest he release the violence bubbling under the surface and take it out on the telephone. Mrs. Kamizuki hung it up and stood with a helpless look on her face as her eyes darted from one boy to the other. "Tetsu?" She asked, tentatively.

Kotetsu just shook his head sharply once. He saw the look in Izumo's eye and knew his friend understood the gist of the conversation without needing a recount. "Excuse me," Tetsu said in a daze and headed for the front door. He stepped out into the cold night and leaned against the side of the porch, forcing the frigid air into his lungs.

He stared up at the stars, and from somewhere deep a curse toward the bitch of a biological mother he'd had roiled to the surface. How he hated her in that moment. If she hadn't tried to sell him to her john, if she'd maybe just chosen a different john� he closed his eyes and fought the memories.

And lost.

The sagging couch and stained carpet flashed before his eyes and his head shook, trying desperately to deny the images. The greasy hair, tattooed skin and stained teeth. Hot rotten breath on his cheek and in his nostrils, the stench burned forever on his memory. The bruising fingers on his arms, grabbing at his twelve-year-old body, the struggles he gave and curses that flew from his too-old-for-his age mouth. Tetsu's hand gripped the railing in the present hard enough to press dents into the weathered wood.

"No!" He shouted out loud at the man and sanity reasserted itself, just barely. He felt a hand on his back and he sagged in relief as the sharp spring air brought him forcibly back. He turned to Izumo and pulled his friend into his arms. "Fucking bitch!" He growled and Izumo made soothing noises in his throat. "She's going to ruin everything, isn't she?" Kotetsu asked, desperately.

"No, Tetsu, no, we won't let her." Izumo replied, running his hands over shaggy black hair and a back with muscles taut from anger, frustration and remembered pain. "She hasn't ruined us, Tetsu," Izumo reminded him and the arms around Izumo tightened.

"Thank God," Kotetsu whispered. "God, don't� don't ever�"

"No, no," Izumo crooned. "Shhh. I'll always be here for you." Tears dampened Izumo's shirt, but they were ignored. "Always�"

They stayed there on the porch in the chilly night air, Kotetsu fighting for sanity, Izumo petting and soothing until Zumo started shivering, bringing Tetsu more firmly back to himself. He pulled back from his friend and stared down into the single visible brown eye. "Let's go inside, you're cold," he said, voice still thick with tears and anger.

"I'm fine, Tetsu, if you need to stay here�" he started, but Kotetsu shook his head.

"I'm fine, or� I will be. Come on," he said, sounding stronger by the second.

They turned and headed into the house. Kotetsu glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. "We should head to bed. School tomorrow."

Izumo made a face. "Yeah, and you have detention in the afternoon, don't you?" He asked, frowning.

"Ugh. Don't remind me." Kotetsu groaned. "Yet another bitch in my life." He shook his head.

"Well, one is already gone and the other will be in a few months," Izumo reminded him and Tetsu smiled.

"Yeah," he said as they turned the corner and started down the hall.

"Night boys!" Their mom called from her room.

"Night!" They called back and took a detour into the bathroom.

"God, what a fucked up day," Tetsu grumbled, pulling open the cabinet to grab the toothpaste. He stopped dead at what he saw.

"I know," Izumo said from next to him, as he turned on the water and grabbed his toothbrush. "Could it have been worse?" Izumo asked then turned to Tetsu. "Tetsu? What's wrong?"

Kotetsu turned from the cabinet and looked at his friend, feeling the color rise in his cheeks. "Um�"

Izumo blinked. "What, Tetsu?"

Kotetsu opened the cabinet door just a little further and saw Izumo's eyes widen. His face paled then the color bloomed on his cheeks. Their eyes met, and Tetsu carefully pushed the cabinet door closed.

"That wasn't what I thought it was, was it?" Izumo asked with a squeak in his voice. "Please, please please tell me it wasn't�"

"I'm afraid it was. Those� weren't there last night." Kotetsu's voice reflected the shock going through him.

Izumo shook his head. "No, no, neither the box nor the� bottle was there." He stumbled over his words.

"And� did she have to buy both?" Kotetsu asked, his color getting worse. He peered around the door and out into the hallway, but their mom's door was closed.

"How did she know� I mean, did she ask someone?" Izumo asked, nearly stuttering, color darkening even more.

"I have no idea. God, the thought of her asking someone about� about�" he stopped, unable to say gay sex, the thought just a little too much for him. "I love our mom, I really do," Kotetsu said, "but this has to be the single most embarrassing thing she's ever done."

"And� geez, if they stay there, she'll think we're not safe and having sex�" Izumo started, his eyes meeting Tetsu's.

"And if we take them, she'll know we're having sex�" Kotetsu finished.

"Shit." Izumo said, both gazes moving back to the closed cabinet door.

Kotetsu cleared his throat, working to reorient his world just a little bit. "Well, what's� worse? Thinking we are and unsafe?"

"Or thinking we are and safe?" Izumo asked, his eyes still glued to the wood. He raised one hand to his face and started chewing on a single finger.

"Yeah. Um�" Kotetsu turned back to the cabinet and opened it again. They both stared at the box of condoms and ridiculously big bottle of lube for two full minutes, neither moving a muscle.

"So� take them out," Izumo prompted.

Kotetsu looked over at his best friend, incredulously. "Why me?"

"Cause you're closer," Izumo said, waving a hand toward the offending objects.

Kotetsu solved that problem by stepping around Izumo. "There. Now you're closer."

Izumo rolled his eyes. "Oh, for God's sake," he growled but the ridiculousness of the situation finally got through and effectively broke him from his stupor. He pulled the box and bottle out of the cabinet and set it on the counter next to the sink with a thunk!, then snatched up the toothpaste. He squeezed it onto his toothbrush with a bit more force than was necessary and shoved the tube at Tetsu.

They bushed their teeth in silence, neither having a clue what to say. When they finished and put their brushes away, Izumo stared at the two items for another moment before getting annoyed with himself and grabbing them up with a glance at Kotetsu. His best friend shrugged and they turned and hurried into their room.

Once there, however, he had no idea what to do with them. Even if he and Tetsu did something, which he wasn't sure he would, they had no need to worry about safe sex. Neither of them had ever been with anyone else. He ended up shoving the condoms into his underwear drawer and throwing the bottle at their bunk.

They changed quickly into pajamas and curled up on Tetsu's bunk without speaking. The bottle got nudged under a pillow and, mostly, ignored.

But neither of them was quite ready to sleep. They lay on their sides and stared at each other for long moments. There was a slight lump under the edge of the pillow between them and both sets of eyes kept straying to it.

All of this succeeded in distracting both of them from the biggest problem of the day. As the silence grew, however, Hayate's face came to the front of Izumo's thoughts again, and he frowned, his throat working as he tried to contain his emotions.

"Don't think about him. He's not worth it, Zumo. You're a hundred times the man he is," Tetsu said, quietly, pulling his friend to him. "You're way better than he is," he whispered, running his hand over his friend's back in an attempt to stave off the tears.

Izumo curled up, tucking his head under Tetsu's chin and accepting the comfort quietly. He fought with the tears, fought the hurt, but in the end they won, anyway. They were silent tears, though, dripping down Izumo's cheeks and onto the muscled chest under his face.

Izumo recognized that there was anger leaking through the hurt. Anger that, though Hayate said he loved Izumo, he wasn't willing to give this person that he supposedly loved a single chance to explain.

Anger that, despite the billion and one times he and Tetsu could have done something, they didn't. Anger that, after all of that, he'd still held them back. And maybe if his mom hadn't interrupted them, they might have anyway, but they didn't.

It just wasn't fucking fair.

The anger and pain were a potent mix in an already confused mind. Confusion is the name of the game for any teenager. Add in maturity beyond their years, the preferences that aren't part of the "norm", a very attractive best friend, unusual sleeping arrangements and a broken relationship and that mind is just down on its knees begging for trouble. With a very large curly-cued capital "T." In bold. And italics. And underlined. Twice.

So when Izumo pulled back and looked up at his best friend - his very attractive, very hot best friend, the one that thought he was just as hot and attractive right back, it was difficult at best to not react to the heat in those dark slanted eyes. When he was already feeling low and hurt, already confused and frustrated, already angry, it was nearly impossible to not react to the body up against his.

And when he was as tired as he was after the long-ass emotional rollercoaster of a day he'd had, it was no wonder he gave up.

Kotetsu was no better off. He'd found himself in the brand new situation of comforting the comforter. He was just as emotionally volatile, just as confused and crazy after the day that they'd had. So when those brown eyes looked up at him, both of them after the bangs had fallen away, with their own heat and need, it was no wonder that he, too, gave up.

They lay there in a sort of suspended animation. It had to be seconds, couldn't truly have been more than that, but it felt like it could have been counted in seasons instead. The truth of what they both wanted, what they were going to do was right there between them.

In the form of a not-quite innocuous lump under the edge of the pillow.

Not a muscle twitched, not so much as a harsh breath broke the silence in the room. The quiet hum of the ancient and tiny digital alarm clock could even be heard by the two lying on the bed as they contemplated fate and choices. The headlights of a car skimmed across the off-white plaster ceiling and still the two on the bottom level of the oak bunk beds didn't move.

There was nothing specific that prompted it. No sudden noise, no shifting of eyes or movement of limb. No, nothing in particular started it.

The suspense broke, along with their resolve, and they went from staring at each other to locked lips, tangled limbs, pulling hair and grinding bodies in the space of those few seconds. Izumo's hand went into shaggy black locks and tugged. Kotetsu moaned loudly, lost to the pain and the resulting desire. His cock swelled, he bucked into Izumo and in response, a mouth nipped hard at his throat.

Izumo pulled back, looking at the mark then dove in to tongue over it. Tetsu's hands scratched down Izumo's back, landing on his ass and pulling him in even closer, rubbing their cocks together through the thin fabric of boxers and pajamas.

Another groan was let out, and their mouths crashed back together again. Tongues and teeth, nips and bites, the kiss was anything but gentle or sweet. It was hard, it was demanding and both gave in to those very demands.

Izumo rocked into Kotetsu and Tetsu flipped over onto his back, pulling his friend with him. His legs spread, his hips rocked and Izumo's moan was only muffled by the lips that captured his again at the last second.

"Please, Zumo�" Tetsu begged and his hands slipped under the waistband of Izumo's pants. The warm palms cupped soft skin and if there had been any thoughts of resistance, it was officially gone. Izumo pulled back and shoved his pants down, wiggling around enough to get them off. Kotetsu grabbed at his own waistband, and a moment later, his boxers joined the pants at the bottom of the bed.

Another pause, another suspended moment as the reality of what they were about to do came home to them then Izumo dove in for another of those insane kisses. Hot flesh met from shoulder to toes and both of them released dark sounds of need. One of Tetsu's hands found its way around their straining desperate cocks and stroked them together.

"Fuck, Tetsu�" Izumo hissed, Tetsu's cock jumping at the word. "If you�" he had to pause and gather his wits. "If you do that, I won't manage much else."

Kotetsu let go and his hand went immediately under the pillow. He shoved the bottle at Izumo and spread his legs wider. "Please�" it was the only word that made it out coherently. Cocks rubbed as Izumo struggled with the bottle and both of them panted hard in an effort to find basic oxygen.

"Tetsu� are you sure you want me to�" Izumo managed that much before Kotetsu let out a frustrated groan.

"God, yes, now!" Was the response and Izumo gave up the last thoughts of sanity. He poured the liquid over his fingers, using way too much, but he didn't care at that point.

He sent up a prayer of thanks for the magazines Tetsu had shown him at the bookstore that gave him just the tiniest of clues and ran his slicked up finger over the tight muscle he finally found. Tetsu's gasp told him he was in the right place and he rubbed the liquid over his friend's entrance. He slowly pushed a finger in, momentarily distracted by the feel of it.

"Holy fuck, Tetsu, that's tight�" Izumo swallowed hard, briefly afraid. He missed the twitch of his friend's cock over his language, he was so distracted. How the hell was it supposed to fit?

"It� fuck, it stretches." Kotetsu moaned as Izumo's finger slid further in and brushed something. Izumo paused and brought the fingertip back to it, gliding the pad back over the slightly smoother spot. "Oh fuck Zumo�"

Izumo's own dick twitched hard at the word and he forced his attention back to the body under him. He pulled his finger out and added more of the liquid to them then pushed two back into his friend. He closed his eyes, trying to remember what he'd read and seen, but he drew a complete blank. He swallowed around his dry throat and did his best to work his fingers around. Once more he pulled them back and added liquid. Three fingers, this time, he tried and though they went in, Tetsu's tensed.

"Relax," Izumo moaned, "or it'll hurt." He remembered that much, then he paused, stilling. "Unless you want to stop�" Izumo started, but Kotetsu grabbed his free wrist.

"Don't. It burns a little, but� don't please." He sucked in a breath and Izumo watched him close his eyes and a moment later, felt the muscles around Zumo's fingers started to ease.

Izumo pushed them in further, working them around then pulled back again. He looked from his fingers to his own cock and forced himself to ignore his fears. His cock was a lot bigger than his fingers, but there was nothing for it. He glanced up and saw that Tetsu's own dick was softer and he worried about that, then, too.

Shit. This is going very bad, very quickly. Izumo stopped for just a moment to collect himself. It didn't have to, this could still be good for both of them. He took a deep breath then opened his eyes. He flipped the cap on the bottle and made sure he was thoroughly coated, again using more than he needed to. He took some of the excess and wiped it around Tetsu's entrance again, then moved into position.

He wondered briefly if they should try a different position, but the look in Tetsu's eye told him he'd need the eye contact. He lined up, his gaze on his best friend's, took another deep breath and started to push into the tight heat.

"Oh� my� God, Tetsu!" His eyes slid closed without his permission and his breathing shortened. He hadn't even managed to get past the ring of muscle. He'd be lucky if he didn't go off an inch in. He swallowed hard again, trying desperately to think of something - anything else.

Izumo turned his attention back to Tetsu. His eyes were screwed tightly shut, his poor erection had gone nearly completely away and he was tense as all hell. "Tetsu," Izumo said, and Kotetsu looked up. "You have to relax." Kotetsu nodded and closed his eyes again.

Izumo watched Tetsu take a deep breath and nod slightly then he felt the pressure around the head of his cock easy slightly. He continued to push in a little further, slowly, incredibly slowly. "Still burns, but� oh God, Zumo, it feels good, too."

Izumo groaned at the words. His sanity, what was left of it, was slipping away quickly, and he thrust faster than he'd meant to. It pulled a gasp from Tetsu, but his friend jerked hips, lifted legs a little more and then Izumo was seated fully. He fell over Kotetsu, bracing his upper body on his hands, his head hanging as he tried to simply breathe. Nothing, nothing, in any of his experiences up until that point had prepared him for the feel of being buried in another body.

Tetsu's body. His mind told him and the distracting thought was enough to pull him back. He took the hand that still had lube left on it and wrapped it around Kotetsu's flagging cock. He ran his fist over it slowly, not moving his hips, simply staying there and giving Tetsu a chance to get used to the idea of being filled. Instead he worked the dick in his hand, slowly stroking it back to full hardness.

And a few moments later, his friend was moving, hips tilting, trying to get him to move the cock buried in his ass. So Izumo eased slowly out almost all the way and pushed back in, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head. It was still so tight and felt� "so good," he groaned out loud.

He leaned forward and their lips met, this kiss slow and not nearly as desperate as the earlier ones. Izumo had no time to ponder it, though, when Tetsu lifted his legs a little bit more and wrapped them around Izumo's waist.

He took the hint and started moving, then. Slowly at first, then faster, thrusting harder and when he did something that made Tetsu gasp, he tried to find it again. He shifted and got the same kind of gasp, this one followed by a moan. He worked to keep doing that, trying to keep the same angle, but he was losing his concentration fast.

The pleasure was building with a swiftness that stunned, the feel of Tetsu so tight, the working of his cock over just too much. "Oh fuck, Tetsu�" he managed then trailed off into wordless moans.

Tetsu reached down and wrapped his hand around his own cock and started stroking it. "Fuck, fuck, Zumo, oh fuck that's good�" His other hand gripped a slat on the end of the bunk bed to brace himself and his legs tightened just a little bit.

And the last bits of sanity and coherency died a brutal death in the pounding of bodies and the slap of flesh on flesh. Izumo's rhythm broke, his body demanding the end. His thrusts were hard and fast, and then it hit, his balls tightened almost painfully and his orgasm was absolutely nothing like he'd ever felt before. "Tetsu, oh fuck, oh god, oh fuck� I'm coming oh fuck I'm coming�"

And then he slammed into Kotetsu one more time, his body shaking hard with the strength of it. The nerves along his spine caught fire and his teeth bit down on Tetsu's shoulder enough to break skin so he could muffle the near animalistic scream that came out. He jerked once, twice, and then emptied his balls into his friend's body.

Kotetsu's hand spasmed on the thin wooden slat over his head and it broke when he yanked his hand at the feel of Izumo's cock slamming into his prostate. His hand jerked over his dick maybe three more times before his own climax screamed through his body igniting every nerve ending in its path. Thick ropes of cum shot out of him and sprayed them both. He registered the bite on his shoulder and the razor sharp pleasure intensified, forcing even more cum through his cock and onto the two of them.

They lay utterly stunned in the aftermath of the storm. Izumo collapsed in almost slow motion on Kotetsu and they stayed that way for and unidentifiable amount time while they tried to collect their wits and sanity. Even the simple fact that they'd had sex was barely a blip on their mental radar; they were too shocked by it all.

Finally, Izumo leaned up and looked into the slanted eyes. They didn't say anything, couldn't. There were no words in any vocabulary that could possible do justice to what had just happened. He eased out of Tetsu, wincing apologetically when his friend's face twisted. As he sat back, his eyes caught sight of his cum dripping out of his friend and he swallowed hard at the sight.

In continued silence, they cleaned each other up, stripped the sheet from Izumo's bunk and replaced Tetsu's with it. When that was taken care of, they curled up together, not bothering with their pajamas. Their legs tangled, arms wrapped around each other and then their lips met in a kiss that confused the hell out of both of them in its emotional intensity. When they pulled back, they stared for a moment, then Kotetsu pulled the blanket over them and tucked Izumo under his chin. There were still no words spoken, still no sounds from either.

And despite being exhausted, it would be a very long time before they managed to fall asleep.
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Firsts	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1305 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Firsts