This is written in Akira's Pov, it is
dedicated to my best friend Cherie, whom after over a year of my begging
has watched her first episode of “Hikaru No Go” I added the hair pulling
part in honor of her.
Possible unknown words - Jook is a Chinese breakfast made of rice that has
been cooked so long that the consistency is broken down to almost a paste.
Warnings- nope don’t want to put any
This is Version 2.2 as my smuttier version was lost due to Word encountering
a problem and closing without me saving it first ... so this is the quickly
wrote watered down version.
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Hikaru Begged me to allow his friends to come sightseeing with us.
I smiled and said that I would perfer it to be just us two, the truth is
that, I would rather asked almost anyone other than that Waya kid to go,
I know doesn’t like me. Hikaru looked up at me with his green eyes and stated
that hanging out with them was the first step in the joining of our lives,
that once they got to know the real me that they would understand how important
I was to him and how I could make him happier than anyone else. I knew in
my heart that even if they accepted our relationship, which they do, it would
not make them like me; they would only be nice to me because they wanted
him to be happy. I knew if they could pretend to like me for his sake, that
they must be good friends, I could not deny Hikaru anything when he looked
at me , and his words made some sense, even if they rambled. so I agreed
to invite the two of them by saying “ I know they are important to you, so
I will try and make them important to me too.” His eyes lit up happily and
he jumped up to give me a quick kiss.
We walked to the room that Isumi and Waya were sharing to ask if the other
boys would like to join us. Hikaru knocked on the door but there was no
answer. So he banged on the door as loud as he could, till he heard Waya
yell “geez man I’m coming” When he opened the door He look very rumpled and
slightly flushed. Hikaru excitedly told him of our plans to bum around and
see the town. Isumi appeared behind Waya and said that neither of them were
ready to go anywhere because they had not gotten much sleep last night as
soon as I saw his face I realized that we had interrupted something and for
a brief second I wondered if I too had that look when Hikaru and I were fooling
around. I gave the older boy an embarrassed glance and began pulling Hikaru
by his arm. I yelled that we would get some breakfast and that they could
catch up with us later. Isumi yelled that they would be ready in a short
while. Waya playfully added he would go too as long as he is not tied up
or something. I was shocked and a tad bit envious over that statement. Hikaru
was pissed at me for pulling him away when he wasn’t done talking yet, he
really didn’t notice their expressions of embarrassment of being caught and
their relief that we were leaving. Hikaru can be so naïve.
We had decided to take a cab to china town because I could not fathom eating
a western breakfast for another day. I wanted to have a bowl of Miso soup
and some natto, but if I couldn’t find any Japanese food, I would settle
for an Asian Omelet and a large bowl of Jook like the kind you could buy
in the Chinese restaurants at home.
When were waiting for the doorman to flag us a cab , Mr. Jamison appeared.
He asked where we were off to "we're going to get something to eat because,
We had heard, that San Francisco was renown for its cuisine. He gently placed
his arm around my shoulder and in English (I think he spoke it so Hikaru couldn't
understand) said that we didn't need to go out because the hotels chefs served
5 star room service. He purred that He would get me my hearts desire if I
accompanied him to his suite.
I couldn't believe he was being so forward it almost seemed if he was desperate
to spend some time with me.
I glanced over and saw Hikaru clench his fist. I politely thanked Mr. Jamison
for the idea, "room service sounds great doesn't it Hikaru?" and pulled Hikaru
back through the hotel's lobby so that he didn’t do something stupid and
get arrested. I don’t know who Hikaru was madder at me for stopping him or
Jamison. I hurried him back to our room, to calm him down. A few seconds
later, there was a knock at the door and Ogata asked me to come to his room
so that he could ask me a few questions. I looked at my lover, afraid to
leave when Hikaru was this mad , he guessed why I hesistated, he smiled smuggly
and he said "not to worry, that he would not to do anything stupid until
after I got back".
When I returned, I didn’t see Hikaru at first, fear washed over me, but then
I heard his grunting and heavy breathing next to the bed.
“I’m going to show that Damn Hyatt that he can’t touch you so easily, not
with me in the way” Hikaru Mumbled as he continued with his stomach crunches.
“I’ll get in shape and protect what is mine” “what is yours?” I questioned.
I regarded the scene with a light chuckle.
"What did Mr. Ogata want to talk to you about?", Hikaru asked but I didn’t
want to talk about it, it would just have made him madder or more suspicious
of Mr. Jamison, so I told him I would tell him later, hoping he would forget
to ask about it.
Watching Hikaru attempt to work out was arousing me because the shorter
boy looked kind of sexy when he was slightly sweaty.
I could not help but notice Hikaru’s loose #5 Tee-shirt was riding up with
every forward motion, giving me the rare opportunity to glance the flat stomach
that was always hidden under too many layers of clothes. I moved in closer
to my rival, just as Hikaru stopped his crunches and starting bitching about
his stomach hurting. He is really cute when he is complaining like this;
I couldn’t help but tease him …
“Of course because the only exercise you have ever given your stomach was
how fast you could eat ramen”. He retorted that the only exercise I ever
got was from lifting up go stones.
I sat down next to Hikaru and absentmindedly began running my hand up and
down his front in slow twisting motions and with my fingertips tracing the
faint line of hair that started out right below Hikaru’s belly button and
continued into his shorts. “Mmm” was all Hikaru could manage to mumble and
I thought that maybe I should stop but when I tried to pull my hand away,
my lover, managed to say “ Please don’t. …Please don’t stop”. With that encouragement
I continued with my explorations of his body.
Hikaru reached down and unbuttoned his baggy jean shorts and I could tell
he was waiting for my reaction. “Who is being naughty now” I chided but instead
of taking the bait of the opened zipper, I began to stoke Hikaru’s bulge
from the outside of the material. I knew that my touch was sending tiny erotic
shivers coursing through His body. His eyes were closed and his breathing
was becoming more erratic. Hikaru arched his back upward trying desperately
to put his bulge deeper in my hand but I pulled away slightly and kept lightly
touching him through the material. I cupped the lump in his pants with my
left hand and pressed my thumb upward to where I believed Hikaru’s most private
opening was. I knew the pressure of my thumb through the material would increase
his longing to be entered again.
He opened his big green eyes that were partly shielded by a few strands of
blonde bangs, looked directly at me and said, “Sex hurts so much, but it
is a good kind of hurt, and when you’re not inside of me, I feel somehow
incomplete and empty I miss the sweet pain, desperately and want us to be
one again.” I was shocked by his words, not because I didn’t believe them
to be true, but because they were coming from the one person, who never seemed
to think before he spoke. How many times had he messed things up by saying
the wrong stuff or by vocalizing the things that should only be thought?
Now his words were perfect and exactly what I wanted to hear. I knew that
he meant every word and that made the sentiment all the more special.
Leaning across I kissed him, it was a small kiss but the next kiss he parted
his lips slightly, opening his mouth so that my tongue could slide in and
invade the foreign territory. I flicked my tongue playfully across his and
then gently began to suck as Hikaru responded to my tongue’s explorations
by easing his tongue past mine to try and take control of the Kiss. Hikaru
drew back and gently sucked and chewed on my bottom lip, he used his teeth
just a little to hard and I cried out in mild pain, He apologized and placed
a baby kiss on the spot to make it all better and I instantly forgave. The
game of darting into each other’s mouth had just begun. His mouth was wet
and inviting I pressed mine deeply into his and stopped thinking about anything
but the intense pleasure of kissing him. The kisses grew more raw and savage.
Our mutual desires were rising.
Hikaru reached his hand behind my head, grasping it firmly to deepen the
kiss even more. He moved his body on top of me so that he was sitting astride
my lap. Hikaru began to rock back and forth on my crotch. Our humping was
getting faster. My penis was straining against the few layers of clothes
that separated it from the one place it belonged. Hikaru was grinding his
ass against me and all my rational thoughts were gone, I was thrusting against
him instinctively with pure unadulterated lust.
Both of my hands reached into the back of Hikaru’s shorts slipping past the
waistline of the boxers and began to cup His ass cheeks in a kneading motion
forcing the boy to grind harder into my lap, The friction was unbearable and
Hikaru mumbled that he didn’t want to wait anymore, He needed to be taken
Now!!! I leaned him back so that his back was against the floor but his legs
were still somewhat wrapped around my waist. I continued kissing him desperately,
unwilling to stop even for a moment. With clumsy hands we began to remove
the clothing that had been covering my prize. Hikaru lifted his hips off the
floor to help me strip him easier. I slid his shorts and Boxers off together
with only a few rough tugs. Unwilling to break the kiss he grabbed the material
of his shirt and ripped it off, This aggressiveness from him scared me somewhat
but made me want him all the more.
The sight of his bare skin excited me, his skin was slightly tanned, and
In sharp contrast to my own very pale skin. The view of his bare chest, gave
me some evil ideas, and I leaned forward and began to suck on his nipple;
I swirled my tongue around it and playfully chewed on the soft pink flesh.
I was pinching the other nipple between my fingers and gently rolling it..
I moved my mouth higher to nibble on the waiting neck.
I sucked the tender flesh below the ear savagely; fully aware that I was
leaving a noticeable kiss mark, which would be a reminder of our blissful
experiences together.
I ran my hands lower, down his abdomen, over his hipbones, to his tangle
of pubic hair at the base of his cock and then finally to Hikaru’s fully erect
member. With my fingertips I began tracing the underneath of his shaft following
the sensitive vein up to the small v just below the head. I closed my hand
so that my fingers and thumb could form a semi-circle around his girth and
began to stroke his length in a up and down twisting rhythm, after a few
moments I removed my hand and licked it to lubricate it more than the precum
had allowed. With my now moisten hand I went back to stroking it in a consistent
pattern Hikaru was becoming impatient and began bucking his hips up trying
desperately to fuck my hand. I thought to myself that is why he plays speed
Go because he has no patience or self control. I told him that was not part
of my plan and that I was in charge this time.
I decided to teach him a little lesson and so, I instructed the other boy
to take off my clothes, he looked at me questioningly but obeyed quickly,
and then I ordered him to lie down on one of the beds. Seeing him listen without
argument, I said “I will reward your eagerness to follow directions with
some pleasure” and after that remark I began to tease my lover by
Kissing and licking his skin with gentle strokes of my tongue. lowering my
mouth every few seconds moving very slowly from his chest and down to stomach.
I knew my pace was agony for him, but prolonging it would make it better.
When I reached the belly button, I inserted my tongue in and out for a few
seconds till the now giggling Hikaru, put his hands on my face gently pushing
me lower.
I had tortured him long enough, so I complied and without hesitation I began
to lick the head of his penis, after a few moments I opened my mouth fully
and wrapped my lips around the tip working my way slowly down his thick shaft,
It was now coated it in my saliva making it easier to move my hand up and
down in perfect rhythm with my mouth, He moaned, I removed my mouth from
his eager cock and I sucked on my index finger of my and slid it gently between
his legs, just below his scrotem and inserted it into him passed his tight
ring of anal muscles, I could feel them grasping onto my finger as I began
to move it in and out, I repositioned my mouth, until His entire manhood
was engulfed in my mouth’s warm dampness. I began to quickly suck him and
stroke the base of his cock with my hand all the while finger fucking him.
I almost chocked in a hurry to taste all of his flesh. Weird thoughts filled
my brain, such as, that I wanted to eat his body so that he would always
be inside of me, but I was snapped back to reality, by the very loud moans
and the realization that he was about to climax and as much as I wanted to
taste his release, I didn’t want our fun to come to an end, just yet.
I withdrew my mouth and finger and ordered him to face the headboard on his
knees. He obeyed without any argument, for a change, I had never seen anything
as beautiful as the naked form of the one I love, looking back at me in eagerness.
I reached in the hotel’s nightstand drawer and took out the Astroglide that
I had bought two days earlier and realized that we only had half a tube left.
The feel of being Inside Hikaru was truly an addiction. I began to work some
into his waiting hole making sure that his discomfort would be kept to a
minuim and I put a large portion on my much-neglected penis. Hikaru rested
his arms on headboard bracing for the insertion, I used my thumbs to open
him up a little and placed the head of my penis at the opening. I pushed
about an inch into him when I heard his guttural moan and saw his grimaced
face, I asked if he wanted me to stop and he gasped out no, that he was ok.
I started to push more of my cock into the tight hole. He urged me to fill
him with all of me; I did as he requested sliding the length of my shaft
inside of him. He grabbed the headboard and made a small scream because of
the pain. I stopped moving. He was so warm and tight it felt like heaven
to me. My head was right next to his ear and I told him I loved him and that
he would always be mine. He looked back and at me and said I know. This was
his way of letting me know it was ok to start our sin.
I moved slowly, afraid that I would hurt him with my pent up lust but after
a few minutes, he had become accustomed to the feel of my invasion of his
body, he no longer want slow. My teasing from earlier had awakened his lust,
and he needed to be fucked hard and he began to push back against me forcing
me deeper into him. Our in and out rhythm began to speed up. I reached forward
with my right hand that still had remnants of the lubricant on it and began
to stroke his cock in the same motions as my cock was slipping into him.
I could feel the tip of my cock pressing against his spongy prostate.
He was so warm and tight I knew that I could not last much longer so I grabbed
onto his hair with my left hand, pulling his head back with such force that
his body was arched in a bow. I furiously pumped my body into his, the slapping
noise our bodies, and his moans filled my ears and I felt him release his
Fluid into my hand and on his stomach. My mind was spinning …. I realized
that the moans I heard were actually mine, a few more seconds of ramming
into his amazing body and I lost all control, I filled my beautiful rival
with all of my seed. I let go of the clump of his hair and withdrew my semi-hard
penis and gently kissed the back of his neck. He twisted his head further
over his shoulder toward me and awkwardly tried to kiss my mouth. The only
thought in my mind was my eternal love for him, my eternal rival.
After a few minutes of waiting to catch our breath and for our heartbeats
to slow down, he said, “I’m going to take a shower to clean OUR mess, off
of me “. I joked that two showers in one day must be a record for him.
“We still need to meet Waya and Isumi so that we can explore other things
on this trip besides each others bodies”
I decided to wait a few minutes join him , because I still needed some time
as my body still was tingly and very sensitive to the touch. I heard the
shower turn on. I could tell that my rival was just as much in love with
me, as I was with him, because he was happily humming a familiar love song.
I was just about to join him, when I heard a faint knock and the dor and
then the door to out hotel room opened up and I saw Mr. Hyatt Jamison looking
at a very naked me.
“Blah Blah” = Conversation
/Blah Blah/ = Thoughts
/Oh, my God! This is better than I could ever imagined./ The man’s eyes were
roaming over all the perfect nakedness that Touya Akira was in that moment.
He was like a model in a picture enticing you to the more sinful thoughts
you could ever consider in all your life. The bed sheets were rumpled and
they did nothing to cover him, but a lot to present him like a forbidden
fruit in a plate and Hyatt felt he was ready to eat it completely. All the
skin that was at sight was covered in a thin layer of transpiration and Akira’s
expression was sated and content behind the shock the eyes were showing when
he saw the last person he could expect in his room.
“H…Hyatt-san! What are you doing here?” The boy sat and hurried to cover
as much of him as he could with the bedclothes.
Akira’s face was red in embarrassment and he didn’t like it. He hated to
be seen like that by that man and averted his eyes because he didn’t want
the read-head to know the deep dislike that was evident in his depth and
he couldn’t hide.
In his heart he had got the feeling of belonging to Hikaru only and that
Hikaru was solely his. This felling had been growing unknown since the first
time he met him at the Go salon, but now it was stronger than ever because
they had deepened in their relationship and they had confessed their true
feeling towards each other.
/This is wrong! What’s this man doing in our room?/ Wondered the longhaired
boy in his disadvantaged position in the bed.
The time extended by and neither one of them said something, but Touya knew
that it was better to get that man off before Hikaru went off the shower.
But that thought came a little too late because he didn’t count with the
eagerness of his lover.
“Hoe, Akira, why are ya taking so much to get here?” Hikaru’s voice came
from the other side of the bathroom door, but right after that the door opened
and Touya could see his very wet rival dripping water from his hair and,
as a matter of fact, from his entire body, since he hadn’t bothered to dry
himself before getting off.
Touya’s mind blacked out and a surge of desire crossed through his body.
His eyes took in each drop of water that was advancing downward in Hikaru’s
chest ‘till they got absorbed in the dangerously loose towel at his hips.
He wanted badly to get off the bed and lick each of them off and reduce his
lover to a whimpering mass again, but his rational self managed to get in
charge at least for the moment, though his instinctual self made a mental
note to get his way when they got off this situation.
The American man had turned his head towards the bathroom door as soon as
he heard the voice and was greatly surprised when he saw Shindou there. When
he first saw the boy at the park he knew that he wasn’t his type, but see
the boy like that moved a fiber deep into his body.
/This is ridiculous! Why am I lusting over that boy? He’s not my type!/ But
even when this thought was going on and on in his mind he wasn’t able to
turn his eyes away.
/What the heck? Why is that damned man seeing MY Hikaru like that?/ Akira
was having huge problems trying to control his jealousy and not throw himself
at the man to get him off the room.
Hikaru had entered the room smiling with his eyes closed, but when he heard
nothing he opened slowly his eyes and took in the scene. Touya wrapped in
bed sheets and an assassin glare towards Hyatt, while the mentioned man was
eyeing him with his lips a bit opened. His mouth opened in surprise, but
he couldn’t utter a single sound. The bleached banged boy closed his eyes,
breathed deeply and opened them again, but all surprise was erased in them
and a steeled look was in place.
Shindou walked towards the bed and sat at the border in front of Akira
“What do you want Hyatt-san?” Asked the olive green eyed boy as politely
as the rage inside him could let him.
Akira was utterly surprised with Hikaru’s attitude but he was happy that
he could act so calm when he knew he was boiling inside. As his lover’s body
hid Akira’s actions, he sneaked a hand off the bed sheets and placed it at
Hikaru’s back soothing him. The effect was immediate and the muscles loosen
a bit.
The older man got over the undesired and new feeling towards the bleached
boy and over the ones inspired by Touya Akira and placed a knowing smile
in his face.
“Oh, my! It seems I got here in a bad moment, ne? My apologies to you my
little boys, I didn’t mean to get into the privacy of your actions. I’m really
sorry. I’m off, but I came here to ask for your presence at a little party
I’m organizing in my house.” Hyatt did a pause and continues when he
saw the negative in both sets of eyes. “You have to accept, please. Also
you’re not the only guests, I already talked with all your friends and Ogata-sensei
so you don’t have to take me wrong. It’s a simple party with a few Go personalities.”
He paused again and saw Akira then Shindou in the eyes, showing the sincerity
he had mastered from a long time ago. “I’m counting on you then!” Stated
the older man knowing that he had won this little battle. Hyatt turned around,
began his way out the room and grabbed the doorknob when he was beside it.
“See you later, my little friends.” Said the man without turning around and
closed the door.
Hikaru left the air go out of his lungs and relaxed against Akira’s waiting
body, getting embraced by his arms.
“What are we gonna do, koi?” Shindou’s voice was a whisper, but very audible
in the silence of the room.
Akira began to pet Hikaru’s hair with one of his hands getting the bangs
off the face. “I don’t know… Uh?! What did you call me?”
“Uh?! Koi?” The bleached boy turned his body a bit and locked his eyes with
the ones of his companion.
“Un-hu.” One of the longhaired boy’s hand began to roam over the chest at
its reach and traced the path a drop had made moments ago.
“Did it bother you that I call you like that?” Hikaru was still whispering
as if the magic would break if they talked in loud voices. The sole touching
of Akira’s hand was overloading his senses again and he was more than ready
to succumb to the passion one more time.
Akira denied with his head and a sweet smile adorned his lips. He leaned
forward and touched Shindou’s mouth in a light kiss that was a slow exploration
of lips and teeth without deepening it. They were like that for a long moment
and as they separated his eyes came into contact again.
“I like it. You can call me like that as much as you feel like it.” The taller
boy kissed him in the nose and the forehead bringing a little flush over
his rival face.
“As much as I want? Then you’ve to be around me for the rest of my life…
and in the afterlife too.” Hikaru eyed him with happiness, contentment, satisfaction
and a lot of emotions in his face, being all this caused for the intense
love he felt in his heart.
“I intend to do so.” Pledged Akira with a serious look in his face.
Hikaru’s eyes opened widely, but the words failed him and he hugged the other
boy tightly against his bare chest. They stayed like that for a long moment
and without separating Touya talked in the shorter boy’s ear.
“Thanks, Hikaru.”
“Why?” Responded the boy in the same embraced position.
“For be in my life. For finding me four years ago. For be you. For all the
thinks and emotions you had made me feel and live.” Akira confessed with
a hoarse voice and tightened his arms around the boy.
/I’ll do whatever is in my hands to make you happy, Hikaru. To see you well./
Vowed the green eyed boy in his mind.
The taller boy placed his lips in the offering neck and dropped a lot of
tiny kisses following the path of imaginary drops that dried moments ago.
He continued his advance over Shindou’s chest giving special attention to
the hardened numbs, lapping at them and biting slightly. The teasing was
a thing Hikaru was beginning to understand and arced his back to give his
lover the message that he was enjoying immensely those attentions.
Touya was lost in the pleasure he was giving and began to work his way to
lower and begging parts in his lover’s body, but before he could reach it,
said lover got in his elbows and positioned a hand in his face.
“Wait.” Breathed Shindou and got off the bed.
Akira’s confusion was evident in his face, but he understood the other boy’s
actions when he saw him walking towards the door and locking it. Touya lay
sprawled in the bed and drank in the sight of the other boy’s body.
“Just in case.” Winked the two toned haired boy when he turned around and
walked towards the bed, touching his body in a very sinful and sensual kind
of way.
The longhaired boy groaned as he saw that, but stayed in the same position
at the bed.
The short haired boy got to the border of the bed and climbed it; he straddled
the waiting boy and sat lightly in his upper legs, then he put his hands
over Akira’s chest and massaged the flesh in slow motion.
“Ya know Akira, what if I’m in charge this time? You’ve been having your
way all this time.” He said all that without seeing his lover’s face and
the flush crept in his face.
The request took Touya aback and he didn’t answer right away, but he accepted
it even before he consciously acknowledges it. He considered Hikaru his equal
in all the aspect of life and this was another thing he wanted and needed
to share with him.
Hikaru didn’t dare to lift his eyes and maintain them seeing his hands, now
motionless, over the chest of his lover. He knew he wanted to be Akira’s
equal in all, but he wasn’t absolutely sure of what the longhaired boy wanted.
He was lost in his thoughts when he heard the other’s voice and saw him in
the eye.
“All right.” Whispered the green-eyed boy, locking his eyes with the boy’s
over him. “I trust you.”
If he had known that love felt this good he’d succumb to it a long time ago.
Hikaru launched himself towards Akira and kissed him deeply fueling the passion
in both their bodies.
The shorter boy separated and cupped the flushed face of the boy beneath
him. He lowered his face and kissed the torso while massaging Akira’s shoulders.
When he reached the place in which he was more interested he bypassed it
and kissed the soft skin in the inner thigh, scratching lightly with his
fingernails Touya’s chest.
The longhaired boy was writhing in the bed and he knew he was receiving a
payback for his early teasing, but that didn’t make it better. He was desperate
and wanted to feel that warm mouth right now.
“Hikaru!” Pleaded Akira in a strangled voice that hardly could be recognized
as his.
“I know how I taste thanks to you.” A wicked smile was playing in the corner
of Shindou’s mouth. “Want me to show you your taste?”
Right after he said that he lowered his head and took a small portion of
the excited flesh. Akira was mesmerized with the sight of his hard flesh
disappearing into Shindou’s mouth and he wanted to close his eyes and be
ridden by the waves of his desire, but he forced himself to see. Hikaru was
aware of the eyes on him and he took more of it into his warm and waiting
mouth, bobbing up and down, then he felt like moaning and hummed deeply in
his throat. The next thing he knew was that Akira was moving uncontrollably
beneath him, biting a mouthful of bed sheets to stifle a scream and grabbed
his head and tried to make him take more than he already had in his mouth.
The olive-eyed boy gagged a little with the sudden motion and draws back
a little. He waited patiently lapping at the whole surface until he saw that
Akira had calmed a little, then he grabbed his hips to prevent another sudden
movement and drawing in as much as he could, he hummed again and noticed
the same uncontrollable reaction.
“Hikaru! Please… no more…” The taller boy’s voice was almost sobbing and
the shorthaired boy decided that it was enough of that teasing so he withdraws
and dropped a little kiss at the tip.
“Open more your legs, koi.” Asked Shindou while coating his fingers with
saliva and the boy sprawled them wider.
Hikaru knew exactly what was going on inside Akira’s body because he had
felt it each time he had been with him, so he positioned himself between
the legs began to insert one finger. At first he felt a little resistance,
but Touya was trying hard to relax so he wrapped a hand around his excitement
and caressed it. When he felt that it was time he added a second finger and
then a third loosening the tight ring of muscle as much as he could in order
to not hurt his lover. The olive green eyed boy tried to not touch the soft
spot he knew could push Akira over the edge and also he wanted to try something
more before they would be united one more time.
Shindou withdraw his fingers, put a pillow under the lower part of Touya’s
body and leaned himself in a semi-lay down position between the legs. The
taller boy had his eyes clouded with desire, but he was curious of his lover’s
actions and he was eyeing him without missing anything. When Hikaru ended
the preparations he saw the other boy and an impish grin showed in his lips,
sending jolts of pleasure though Akira’s spine. Without warning the boy lowered
his head, opened widely the butt cheeks and inserted his tongue in the hole.
“Ah!” Akira opened his eyes in shock when he felt Shindou’s tongue in that
secret part of him and whimpered helplessly. /This isn’t fair! He’s playing
with me./ Akira thought feeling the sweet intrusion of the soft muscle into
him. “Ah! Hikaru! Please, please… Ah!” Begged the boy.
Hikaru felt that it was enough for now and besides he was having problems
to control his body. He put both legs around his waist and positioned himself
against the puckered entrance that was begging to be filled. He leaned forward
and kissed Akira with all his soul and then they were one.
“Hikaru, Hikaru!” Akira broke the kiss when he felt his body being filled
in such a lovely way. It was really good and the little pain at the beginning
was fast forgotten when the tip of Hikaru’s member hit his soft spot.
Shindou was having problem to control himself because he wanted to let his
instinct take over, but the fear of hurting Touya won him and he continued
the steady pace he had marked since the beginning. All was in slow motion
for long moments, but Akira felt daring and moved his inner muscles squeezing
Hikaru and that was the trigger that unleashed the least rational part in
the boy’s mind and they actions became frenzied and desperate.
When they were very close to the end Hikaru grabbed Touya’s member and caressed
it with the rhythm of their bodies sending the boy over the edge and following
him right away, filling the air with their screamed names.
Both boys were hugging very tightly with their senses filled and a little
sleepy for all the action they had had and then they heard the telephone
ringing furiously.
“Oh, my. I think that I know who’s at the other end of the line.” Said Hikaru
with a guilty smile.
“Your friend?” Responded Akira, smiling a little too carefree, don’t caring
really if the other boy wanted to sacrifice him to a pagan god for stealing
his friend off him.
“Yup. I better pick it up.” Shindou rolled in the bed and picked up the receiver.
“Hi, Waya!” The next thing Touya saw was his lover separating the phone receiver
from his ear and grimacing at the loud voice coming from it. “I know, Waya!
Give us twenty minutes and we’ll be at the lobby, ne? Then we can go for
something to eat. Now I remember I hadn’t eat anything since yesterday. See
ya, Waya. Twenty minutes. Hai, Waya. This time is for serious. Bye.”
“Angry?” Asked Akira feeling that he had to ask.
“You can’t imagine how much. When he’s like that I could tell that he’s suffering
the PMS or something like that. Oh, well, let’s get a shower and we’ve to
hurry or he’s gonna kill me.”
Hikaru grabbed Akira’s hand and dragged him to the shower.
They were having a great time together despite the angry looks Waya shot
towards Akira as soon as they appeared at the lobby fifteen minutes later.
Waya was eyeing them with a mix of jealousy and happiness for Shindou. It
was lucky that them could work their way towards each other, now Shindou
couldn’t sulk at Touya’s indifference because it was obvious that the taller
boy had eyes only for him.
If only he could be like that with Isumi it should be really good, but for
some reason he felt responsible now of the relationship between them. He
always liked Isumi and he wanted to be with him, but it was a crush, no something
that he could hope to be repaid, so it was a great surprise when Isumi confessed
his feelings towards him in the evening they had that party. It was silly,
but when the desire to have something with him disappeared and was replaced
with the serious prospect of having a serious relationship, he felt insecure
and wanted to come back to the irresponsible relation in which they had said
nothing. He knew it was his fault and that he had to get over that or he
would lose Isumi to someone.
/Why am I scared of a relationship with Isumi? He’s responsible, serious,
reliable, and funny and he let me get my way in most things. Why? It’s as
if I fear to lose my freedom./ Waya opened wide his eyes when he thought
that and saw the happy faces Hikaru and Akira were wearing. /Could that be
the thing that’s bothering me? I fought to get off my house because I didn’t
want to be in check anymore. I wanted my own life and then I found a place.
If I deepen my relationship with Isumi I know he’d want to be with me all
the time. He’s that kind of person./ The auburn haired boy chuckled a little
with that thought, realizing how much he knew the taller boy. /That must
be my problem, ne? I fear to lose my freedom, but if I see them… / He saw
the younger boys again. /They are happy to belong to someone. You can tell
that they feel complete around the other, they don’t fear to lose any freedom
‘coz they consider that be one without the other is something that must be
evaded. Why not be a little like them?/ Then he remembered that time in which
he wasn’t able to see Isumi because he was in China. He remembered the hollow
feeling that he felt all those nights, lying alone in his small room, knowing
that he couldn’t see him even if he wanted. /I already know what’s the feeling
of be without him. Could I bear to feel it again once we get back home? I
already know that he love me. It’s stupid of me to let my fears to take over
me in this matter. And I was the one thinking that Touya was really dense
and no fun at all. I’m the one that has to be pitied./
Hikaru wasn’t unaware of the state of mind of his friend and he had caught
the glimpses he had shot in his and Akira’s direction and he decided to talk
with him, but before he did so he turned towards his lover and told him to
walk in the front with Isumi at some distance because he needed to settle
something with Waya and Akira understood immediately and began to chat with
Isumi getting the attention of the older boy.
When they were at some distance Hikaru turned to Waya and asked without preamble
“What’s the matter, Waya?”
“Uh?!” The older boy was startled to have Shindou beside him without him
noticing, and then he smiled in a bittersweet way. “I treat you something
if you guess right.”
“Isumi confessed to you and you don’t know a good enough hiding place to
hide from your own feelings.” Stated the shorter boy. The silence extended
by and then Hikaru turned towards Waya to see his friend with a stunned expression
over his face. Then grinned widely and patted him in the shoulder. “Ya owe
me anything I want.”
“How… How did you know? I didn’t tell anything to anyone and I know Isumi
didn’t too.”
“The misery in both their faces is so evident that a blind man could figure
it out.” The shorter boy knitted his brows. “Geez man, what da ya want? He
confessed! Did ya know how difficult that is?”
“I know Shindou, but you can’t expect me to be like you.” Defended himself
the golden-eyed boy.
“Then you must try!” Spat harshly the boy, but soften his expression when
he saw the helplessness in his friend face. “Do you love him?”
“Hai.” Said Waya and dropped his head in a defeated manner.
“Then why put you and him through this pain? When two persons love each other
the better thing to them is to be together, then you get to know them in
a deep way that wouldn’t be possible if they’re separated. Did you follow
me?”
“Uh-hu!” Nodded Waya hiding his face, he didn’t trust his voice. Shindou
was telling him things he already knew and he was feeling bad for not been
able to realize them early.
“I’m telling you something, if I see Isumi depressed or something like that
that’ll tell me that you’re doubting again and ya know what I’m gonna do?”
Hikaru had a wicked smile when Waya lift his eyes to see him. “I’m gonna
pick him up and entertain myself and Akira with him. Ya know he’s handsome
and that serious look, I’m weak with serious guys.”
“Shindou! Don’t you dare!” Waya’s face was flustered and he couldn’t believe
his ears.
“Ha Ha Ha… Got ya.” Hikaru was laughing so hard that he was grabbing his
stomach.
The two boys at the front had halted their movement and were eyeing them
with confusion in their faces, but Akira saw that Waya’s expression had changed.
“Thanks!” Said the auburn haired boy hardly containing his emotions.
“Nah! Always there if ya need me.” The bleached banged boy put a hand in
one of Waya’s arms and squeeze it lightly. “Be happy, that’s the only thing
that we have in this life because we can’t count with the afterlife. The
afterlife can come, but what if it doesn’t and you didn’t do all the things
you wanted in ‘this’ life? We’re lucky to be alive and to have people that
love us.” He turned towards Akira and the longhaired boy smiled in reassurance
though he couldn’t hear what was Hikaru talking about.
Waya eyed the shorter boy don’t believing that so mature words could have
come from him, but he understood and felt happy to be friends with him.
“Aa.” The gold-eyed boy walked towards the other two boys and tangled an
arm with one of Isumi’s surprising him.
“Waya?” Asked the black haired boy with concern.
“All it’s fine now.” Said the boy and smiled brightly to the taller boy.
Then he turned towards Akira and saw him. “Hope you never make him suffer
or I’m gonna pick him up.”
The longhaired boy was utterly surprised with this statement and was about
to respond when Hikaru screamed.
“Waya! Don’t steal words from me!” The shorter boy draped his arms around
Akira and stuck out his tongue to Waya.
“Ha Ha Ha…” The auburn haired boy began to walk again and dragged Isumi with
him.
Akira put a hand on Shindou’s head and pets the hair a little. “What was
that?”
“A friend helping another friend to see how lucky he was.” Grinned Hikaru
and taking advantage of his position he brushed Akira’s lips in a soft and
quick kiss and then he leaned his head on the shoulder.
Touya closed his eyes and hugged him tightly unaware of the eyes that could
see them like that.
“Hey, guys, I know that you love each other, but could you take that to your
room?” Yelled Waya, attracting the attention of the two boys to the real
world.
Both boys walked towards the other two and they resumed their walk through
the park*.
“All is set to this night, father. All of them are going to come here to
the ‘party’.” Hyatt voice was heard in the office he was sitting in.
“It’s good that you know how to do things when you get the presence of mind
to do as asked.” Came the cold voice at the other end of the line.
“I’m your son, after all.” Added the young man. “Are you coming here? At
least you must know them.”
“Yes, I will be there.” After this the older man canceled the communication.
The redhead put the receiver in its place and took the glass at his desk.
He made the chair swirl around and now he was facing a big window that shown
the gardens and the bright sun playing with the trees leaves.
“What am I getting into?” He sipped in his drink and leaned his head in the
high back of the chair. He remembered the two boys that were doing his life
miserable and cursed his father for force him do things he didn’t want.
/Touya Akira… Shindou Hikaru… Two names that didn’t mean anything to me a
month ago. And now I’m stuck with feelings for the both of them./
“What can I do?” Wondered the redhead and closed his eyes.
Notes:
Koi = Love, lover. It’s an endearment.
Aa = It’s an affirmation
* Don’t know if there is a park in San Francisco, but I put one there ^_^
It’s not a mechanic park; it’s the kind of park ponds and animals to feed.
Two boys, no, young men were standing in the hotel
room ready to go. The slightly taller one wore a dark grey suit with a clashing
green silk shirt, but no tie. He felt obviously a little uneasy.
“Are you sure I shouldn’t wear a tie, too? I feel kind of stupid without.”
The younger one smiled reassuringly but said nothing. He checked his outfit
one last time, a blue suit with clashing yellow shirt, and said, more to himself
than to his companion: “This should do.”
He looked a little uneasy himself but his reasons were slightly different.
He looked up to the green-haired boy named Touya Akira, trying his best to
look content, but then his head dropped and he stared at his shoes. “Do we
really have to wear suits?” he asked, “I hate them and you know that. You
are not just doing this to make me suffer even more during this evening?”
A hand gently touched his cheek and then slowly lifted his head up till he
could not help but stare into the remarkable eyes of his rival, friend and...
lover. “This is an official invitation, not like last time. We should try
our best to be as official as possible and head out as soon as this party
starts drifting into another direction or do you want to stay longer than
strictly necessary?”
Shindou Hikaru raised his hand to take the one of his friend and gently placed
a kiss in its palm. “During the pro exam I used to stamp my hand with a win
to win and it worked. Let’s hope it works this time too.” They embraced and
kissed, but soon enough there was a knock on the door and the familiar voice
of their pro colleague and supervisor on this journey boomed through the
door:” I sure as hell hope you are ready!”
The two lovers quickly fixed their hair again and took a look at their outfits
before nodding at each other approvingly. Hikaru started to head for the
door when his rival’s hand grapped his. He raised it to his lips and kissed
the palm. “For luck”, he said and smiled. Hidden in that smile was a turmoil
of feelings, but one was prevalent: fear. When Hikaru realized that, an uneasy
feeling started to make itself comfortable in his stomach. He swallowed and
took Akira’s hand. Still holding it he opened the door to join Ogata-sensei
and the others.
*************************
Akira and Hikaru weren’t the only ones who decided on wearing something formal.
Ogata-sensei seemed more than comfortable though in his usual outfit that
consisted of a bright white suit, yellow shirt and blue tie. This time he
was wearing a pair of semi-reflecting sunglasses too which made him look like
some kind of movie star or a vampire.
Next to him was the youngest of the group: Ochi was wearing the same brown
suit that he had been wearing during most of their stay here. It took the
two boys some time till they noticed the difference. “You are not wearing
your glasses, Ochi!” exclaimed Akira surprised. It was hard to tell what made
the young boy feel more uneasy, not wearing his glasses or seeing Touya Akira
show his emotions so openly.
Ogata-sensei answered for both of them:” While you were out in town doing
things I don’t want to even think about we two decided to take a look at the
opticians here.” Ochi just nodded, he had regained his composure and the
usual look of superiority graced his face again.
Hikaru couldn’t stop himself any longer and started giggling, turning his
face towards Akira’s shoulder who seemed a little perplexed at that open sign
of their closeness. Ogata-sensei shot the bleached boy a warning look, but
due to the sunglasses it lost most of its impact. “You look like a vampire
with those sunglasses, Ogata-sensei!” was what Hikaru finally managed to get
out between laughs.
The arrival of Waya and Isumi saved him from a lecture or worse as it was
still hard to tell what the older pro thought behind those sunglasses.
*****************
Waya and Isumi had decided on a partner look that corresponded with their
new found trust in their relationship. They both wore black pants and black
silk shirts with a white tie. Without a doubt they won the best dressed award
for the evening.
Waya shot a surprised look at his friend Hikaru who was still leaning on
Akira’s shoulder, his face red from laughing. “We thought that you might
be here. We have been waiting in the lobby for the last 15 minutes already,
but no one came.” Isumi said. “Seems that we are ready to go now if Shindou-kun
over there can stop laughing for a moment.”
Ogata-sensei was still trying to shoot looks in the direction of the younger
pro but failed miserably of course. “But what about the others?!” Waya exclaimed.
“That’s it. The others found an excuse or another for not going, so it’s
just us. Please try to behave yourself during this party. It might seem like
a casual meeting, but we are still working for Jamison-san.”
The pro turned around and headed for the elevator. After a short moment Ochi
followed and then the others. Hikaru took hold of Akira’s hand again as he
entered the elevator behind Isumi and Waya. He finally started hoping that
they could make it through this evening unscathed.
***************
The group of go-players left the hotel and looked around for someone to tell
them what to do or where to go, but no one came. Instead a black limousine
appeared out of nowhere and the doors opened on their own to let them in.
With only the barest reserve Ogata entered first and the others followed.
The inside of the car was as luxurious as one could imagine, including leather
seats, a mahogany table, TV, and of course a mini-bar that wasn’t mini in
even one way. When the last of them took place the door closed again and
the car started moving though it felt more like it was floating above the
ground.
No one said anything during the ride which took more than an hour and brought
them out of the city till they reached their final destination: a large villa
located on a cliff above, what looked like, a beautiful sand beach. An elevator
seemed to be the only way to reach that secluded place on the beach.
The building itself seemed in no way out of the ordinary, that is, if you
were used to the lush luxurious style that seemed to be so prevalent among
the rich on the Californian coast. The car stopped at the main entrance and
the doors opened again.
Hyatt Jamison was already waiting for them. He had chosen a James Bondish
outfit for himself which suited him well. “I am pleased to welcome you at
my humble home” he said, making a gesture that included the house and the
surroundings.
It was then that Hikaru noticed that there was no other building anywhere
close. The Milky Way shone on the sky with unbroken brilliance that was only
rivaled by the red moon setting towards the west, covering the sea in color
that reminded of blood. Without themselves noticing it, the group of go-players
moved closer to each other like a pack of sheep surrounded by wolves.
“I have a bad feeling about this.” Akira whispered. Outside he seemed composed
and his usual self but Hikaru saw something in his eyes that mirrored his
own feelings and he could do nothing else but nod and squeeze his lover’s
hand a bit tighter.
*************
Jamison led them inside and Hikaru noticed how the car left and headed back
the way they had come. He had seen no other cars, but now he started to hear
the music. An orchestra was playing somewhere and a woman was singing a happy
and upbeat song that didn’t seem to fit his mood at all.
Ignoring the fact that his target was holding hands with Shindou Hikaru Jamison
led them through the house until they reached a veranda that led into a garden
that had been completely hidden from view when they arrived.
Around 50 people were enjoying themselves, drinking champagne, eating tiny
ou d’ouevres, dancing or just sitting and talking. It seemed normal enough.
The orchestra was situated to their right making place for a generous dancing
platform with tables placed strategically around it. Waiters were walking
around and offering drinks and food to the guests.
Jamison waved one of them towards the group and personally gave each of them
a glass of champagne. As he turned his back on them for a second Ogata-sensei
took a glass of what looked like orange juice from the waiter’s plate and
exchanged Ochi’s drink. The boy smelled the fluid and noticed instantly that
this was orange juice mixed with some kind of alcohol but said nothing.
Jamison turned his attention back to them and raised his glass: “To Go! May
it become as popular in the U.S. as it is in your country. Kanpai!” The others
followed suit and an echo of Kanpai’s made some of the other guests turn
towards them. With a swift and trained move Jamison emptied his glass. Ogata
did the same but the others only took a sip except for Waya and Ochi, who
downed theirs with a look of determination.
Jamison smiled slyly. “This will work out nicely”, he thought, but then he
caught Shindou Hikaru staring at him mercilessly. When the young man was sure
that Jamison was looking at him he smiled and spit the champagne that he
hadn’t really drunk in the grass. A sudden surge of fear hit the red-haired
American, but then he noticed Touya Akira slowly sipping his drink, oblivious
to what had just happened and his smile returned. He wouldn’t loose this fight
so easily, not with his father watching him.
***************
During the evening Hikaru’s resolution not to touch any food or drink offered
here slowly started to crumble. He had only allowed himself to drink some
water when he had to go to the toilet, but that had not been an option for
the last hour since Akira was already drunk and he did not want to leave him
alone for even a second. With the alcohol breaking down the walls that the
green-haired pro usually erected around himself it was hard for Hikaru to
stay cool, but he tried his best.
Jamison was making his rounds all the time bringing new people to talk to
them and had successfully split them up in smaller groups. Ogata-sensei and
Ochi were talking agitatedly to a group of women, Waya and Isumi were discussing
one thing or the other with the corresponding group of men or rather Isumi
was talking while Waya seemed to have had too much alcohol to follow the
conversation anymore.
Akira was talking to a couple of people about Go trying to explain passionately
what he liked so much about it and making them laugh from time to time, either
because he had mistaken an expression in English or because he was actually
making jokes. Hikaru couldn’t really tell since his English was more than
just mediocre so instead he kept an eye on Jamison and tried to wave the waiters
approaching Akira like birds of prey away from him.
It was getting late already and he sincerely hoped that this would be all
over soon when the orchestra suddenly stopped and their sponsor thanked them
all for coming today. Hikaru didn’t understand the rest of the speech but
he was grateful that this was over... or so he thought.
The people slowly started drifting towards the house and waved or shouted
their farewells towards them. In no time at all the go-players and Jamison
were the only ones left. He joined their group and led them back in but instead
of heading out through the front door again they started up the stairs leading
to the first floor.
Hikaru stopped dead in his tracks and grabbed Akira on his shoulders to make
him stop too. “What’s the meaning of this.” he shouted upstairs towards Jamison.
The red-head smiled like the wolf in the fairytale must have smiled before
eating Red Riding Hood’s grandma: “Oh my, how impolite of me. Of course you
do not speak English so you could not understand what I said earlier. I invited
you all to stay here for the night since it is already so late and Ogata-san
gratefully accepted on your behalf.”
Jamison was having trouble to cover his amusement about Shindou Hikaru’s obvious
distress, so he just turned around and continued up. After a few seconds
the bleached boy followed holding the drunken Akira possessively close to
himself.
*************
One after another the go-players disappeared into luxoursly furnished rooms
until only Hikaru and Akira were left. Jamison opened the next door and gestured
for Akira to enter. When his friend tried to follow he stepped in the way.
“There is no need to share rooms here. We have enough rooms for everyone.”
he said. “Besides it would be indecent to let you two share a room now that
I know of your relationship. As your sponsor I do have to keep an eye on
you too. You are my responsibility.”
Hikaru thought for a second and decided not to argue. As soon as Jamison was
gone he intended to go to Akira’s room anyway. Jamison ignored the next few
doors and finally opened one that seemed to lead into a room identical to
the others. “Good Night and sweet dreams”, Jamison said and then he closed
the door.
Hikaru could hear a key turn and realized his mistake. He hit the door first
with his fists and then with his feet but it did not budge. He took a closer
look and noticed that though it looked like a normal wooden door it was made
of some kind of material that not only was stronger but also absorbed the
sounds he made.
Hikaru turned around and headed for the window. He pushed the curtains aside
with one angry motion, ripping the fabric in the process and then he stared
at the metal bars before him. He was trapped.
*********
Akira fell into his bed without even trying to get undressed. He was sure
that he would fall asleep within seconds but sleep would not come. Instead
he felt a wave of warmth go through his body and linger in the middle. A silent
moan escaped his lips when he tried to change his position on the bed to
ease the tension that his pants were creating.
Still unsatisfied with the result he grapped the blanket as if it were a
huge plush bear. He took a fold of it between his legs and started to rub
unconsciously. With a sudden shock he realized what he was doing but it was
already too late. His mind was swept away by the wave of pleasure that surged
through his body and he could feel a warm wetness between his legs.
Akira laid on his back for a while panting hard. Now there was no way around
getting undressed. As his feet touched the ground a wave of nausea hit him
but it soon was replaced by another wave of warmth as he pushed his soiled
shorts down and they touched his member, which was already hard again.
It was only then that Akira noticed that Hikaru wasn’t there. For a moment
he felt scared and out of place but his throbbing member was aching and he
had to release the pressure before another accident happened. When he was
done he slipped under the covers of his bed and hopped to succumb to sleep,
but after only a short time it became unbearably hot. He kicked the sheets
away but that did not help much.
He was aching again. Where was Hikaru when he needed him so much? He closed
his eyes and imagined the door opening. He could hear the footsteps and Hikaru’s
voice saying his name softly: “Akira.” A moan, this time louder and less
restrained escaped as he imagined his lovers hot breath on his face.
When he felt lips on his own he did not open his eyes. Without his doing Akira’s
body arched towards his lovers and soon he was lost in the pleasure, only
moans and Hikaru’s name came over his lips over and over again till his mind
finally fell into warm and welcoming darkness.
*********
Jamison kissed the figure on the bed one last time and then he stood there
delving in the sheer beauty of Touya Akira’s naked body which was still glowing
from the passion it had experienced. As his eyes got accustomed to the dark
he noticed the marks that he had left and smiled.
He turned his head toward the camera which was hidden in a corner of the
room and his eyes turned hard as steel: “What do you say now, Shindou Hikaru?”
Without a second look he left.
**********
Not far away a young man with bleached bangs was sitting in the middle of
a completely demolished room. The only thing still intact was a TV Screen
placed decoratively on the wall and showing the naked body of Touya Akira
in as much detail as only a night vision device could show in the dark.
Hikaru’s fists were covered in blood which seeped out off the wounds all
over his knuckles and the inside of his palms were his nails repeatedly cut
into the flesh. His bangs covered his eyes, but after a while he moved his
head to look up to the screen again. His face was stained with tears but
he wasn’t crying anymore. A spark of insanity shone in his eyes but it was
soon extinguished by something else: determination.
When he lowered his head again a low cackle escaped his lips. Jamison would
pay for this, oh yes, he would. Hikaru would make him go through the same
pain he had and more. Oh no, he wouldn’t kill him, at least not right away.
An eerie smiled appeared on his lips.
End of my chapter :) I hope you enjoyed it even though it was a bit too long.
Sil :)
P.S. Edit: changed the infrared camera into a night vision device...
P.S. Edit: noticed some strange typos and eradicated them. E.g.: hopped instead
of hoped... ^-^'