Schoolboy Crush

Chapter 10


Yohji lay next to Ken memorizing the perfectly serene face. A gentle smile graced his tender visage. It was amazing how Ken’s smile made the world a better place. Yohji thought about Ken. While they had both been sharing sexual adventures with the other men in the house Yohji always came back to him. A single kiss from Ken and Yohji simply melted. No one had ever made Yohji melt. I’m actually falling in love with him, Yohji thought. Ken’s eyes fluttered open.

“What are you doing?” he sleepily mumbled.

“Watching you sleep.” Yohji reached out brushing Ken’s hair.

“Isn’t that a bit corny for you?”

Yohji shook his head no softly smiling at Ken. Not when it’s you, he echoed in his mind. They lay there just looking at each other in silence, Yohji’s fingers gently moving in Ken’s hair.

He’s the one that’s amazing, Ken thought. Under all of that bravado was a beatiful soul. I can’t believe he’s lying right here next to me. Ken watched alonelone tear made a halting path down Yohji’s cheek to the bed. He leaned forward and kissed it away. “Yohji…” he breathed as they connected. Yohji held him close and the warmth of new love surrounded them.

The whole house was quiet and calm. Ken began thinking about their other companions and pulled back with a wicked smile.

“Hey, wanna see what Omi and Aya are doing?” He prodded Yohji in the stomach a bit.

Suggestively cocking an eyebrow, Yohji let go of his serious mood and grinned in agreement.

The two men hopped out of bed and scurried down the hall like children up to no good.
They slowly opened the door to Omi’s room. Aya was lying on his back arms stretched out while Omi sat on knees between Aya’s bent legs slowly thrusting his fingers in and out to stretch Aya. The atmosphere of the room was heavy and bated. Their bodies seemed to move in slow motion.

Aya heard the door creak. He lazily rolled his head in that direction to find Ken and Yohji peering in around the door. He barely lifted his outstretched hand to beckon them inside. Omi stayed absorbed in his task, his eyes fixed on Aya, his fingers moving in and out in a painstakingly slow rhythm.

Yohji and Ken cautiously entered. The soft smell of musk and burning sage filled the dimly lit room. It was like entering a dream. Time and movement here was slow and meditative. Aya laid before them completely open in a state of abandonment his body gently rising and falling with Omi’s thrusts.

“I’m so glad you’re here.” Omi’s voice was unusually low and even. “I could use your help.”

Ken felt himself swaying in time to Omi’s movements. He turned to Yohji for reassurance but Yohji appeared to be just as mesmerized by the scene in front of them.

“Hold him for me…”

Aya hardly looked like he needed restraining but with out question, they carefully positioned themselves over Aya. Hands came to rest on Aya’s thigh and knee. Ken placed one on Aya’s stomach as Yohji placed another on his shoulder.

Aya just lay therttintting as Ken and Yohji take hold of his body under Omi’s command.
His eyes were heavy and kept sliding shut. His hands wandered along the new bodies on the bed.

“Look at me Aya.” Omi continued. Aya righted his head and opened his eyes. Omi took a bright blue object and licked it before sucking it into his mouth. He sucked on the phalluduladulating his jaw making a show of lubricating it with his saliva.

Aya’s eyes widened, his breathing became sharp and his body tensed. There was a little apprehension mixed with his excitement. Omi had done this to him before. It wasn’t painful not in the way pain usually is experienced but it was …going to take a lot out of him. He wanted to brace himself for the onslaught. Tension only makes it ‘worse’, relax, and just breathe, he told himself as he waifor for Omi to continue.

As Omi pulled the hard blue vibrator from his mouth Aya immediately began to squirm.

“Hold him,” Omi calmly reminded Ken and Yohji. He reached down to Aya’s stretched entrance and began pushing it in. He was deliberately slow knowing how intense things were about to get.

Aya felt the smooth tip of the blue devil entering him and closed his eyes tight. He pushed against the two men holding him. Omi began stroking the hard rod in out of him growing his speed, changing the angle, searching for Aya’s seat of pleasure. Aya panted and rocked. He heard the buzzing start and his body jerk up uncontrollably as he was filled with the incredible sensation. Ken and Yohji held him tight. He gasped grunted as the vibrator was pressed against his prostate. Omi was nudging the gland with it. Aya writhed trying to get away. It was good...too good…oh God too good. “No!” he yelped arching off the bed trying to get away from the object pounding into his body. The buzzing became louder as Omi increased the intensity of the vibrations. ‘OH FUCK!” Aya screamed.

This was so hot Yohji thought watching Aya helplessly downing in sexual pleasure. If he wasn’t working so hard to keep Aya from sending them flying off the bed he’d probably cum all over the place right now. He bent down to lavish his tongue over a pert nipple

Omi was panting heavily holding the phallus firmly in his hand just barley moving it inside his lover. His eyes glazed over as he watched the gyrations of man he sweetly tormented. “He’s so beautiful like this,” his voice was like a whispered dream.

Ken had to agree. There was something unearthly and beautiful about him right now. The red hair swirling around him like a red halo; sweat glistening over his frantically undulating body, the man was incoherent from the pleasure assaulting his senses. Ken’s attention wandered to Yohji. Yohji was holding Aya down with one hand while sucking on a nipple and tracing his fingers around the base of Aya’s erection with his free hand. Ken wanted to touch Aya, too. He slid his hand down Aya’s thigh and lightly drug it over Aya’s abdomen, dipping his fingers in and out of Aya’s round navel. He beown own to suckle at Aya’s neck. The pulse beating under his lips was fast and erratic.

Omi turned the vibrator up 2 notches eliciting from Aya several hard grunts and renewed efforts to get away. “We’re over half way, now. Can you make it? Can you hold on until we get to the top?”

“Please oh please stop.” Aya sobbed. “I can’t… oh oh god … move it away... t-t-take it away puh – please… Omi…Omi pleeeease!!!” Aya shook fiercely starting to over power Ken and Yohji.

“No.” Omi pressed in harder directly into Aya’s prostate and increased the vibrations again. Aya screamed. As he watched his incapacitated lover Omi began to stroke himself. Although Aya would beg and moan and writhe to be released he knew to wait for the exact moment to send Aya over the edge.

Aya’s incessant whimpers and gasps for air filled the room.

“It’s coming Aya. Ride it out. Just let it happen. That’s it.” Omi breathed. He pulled out the vibrator anrustrust himself into Aya. His shaft was quit a bit wider but it was well lubed and rammed into it’s home nicely and with great satisfaction. Omi led led and thrust hard into Aya.

The impact of Omi’s rough rhythm took over Aya’s body. Ken and Yohji had to let go. They watched as one body joined another completely. Yohji saw Ken’s hand wrap around his hard cock and begin viscously pulling. He couldn’t help but do the same.

Aya arched up off the bed letting out a piercing cry as a torrent of white semen prayed from his cock. Omi fucked hard releasing inside his lover letting all the tension flow from them. Ken and Yohji released over Aya and Omi covering the men in hot white liquid.

Aya came down and struggled to reclaim his sense of reality. It was as if his body no longer existed. He was floating along on the surface of the water. He was vaguely aware that Ken and Yohji were near him. Aya couldn’t really move. Not that he wanted to. “Omi” he whispered and a soft hand turned his face. Omi’s face mingled with his own. “Omi” he whispered again.

“Yes, love.” Omi kissed his lips. “Was it good?” He asked as he eased himself between Yohji and Aya.

“I love you.” Aya breathed, barely able to curl into his delightful oppressor’s embrace as his body trembled in the memory of his climax. He was exhausted from the struggle and the immense tension Omi had created and then released. It was worth it though to feel like this, to end up floating in heaven held in place only by the arms of his lovers.

Omi cradled Aya against him like a sleeping child sweetly kissing Aya’s hair. “I love you so much,” he whispered into the brilliant red hair.

Yohji lay his head on top of Omi’s shoulder looking over the bodies and into Ken’s face, while Ken reached across to brush his finger’s along Yohji’s face completing the circle of embraces once again.