Nice Day For A White Wedding
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Adult ++
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Chapter 2: Ryou Has A Problem
NICE DAY FOR A WHITE WEDDING: CHAPTER 2
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Ryou straightened out his jacket, making sure the fit was just right. On the exterior, he looked pretty darn good, if he did say so himself, and if he had wanted to, he could manage to pick up some girls at this wedding tomorrow. But in all honesty, he had no plans to do such a thing. How could he be with another girl when he loved another? Of course, this "other" was the one who was getting married tomorrow, so really, it didn't matter who he was with.
Still, he couldn't be with another girl without thinking of her. He couldn't be with just anybody. He had to be with her.
But whatever, that wasn't the point. Despite the fact that inside, he felt like pure crap, he did look good on the outside, and that's all that really mattered at that point. "What do you think? Not bad, right?" He asked his friend.
Keiichiro gave him a smile and nodded. "You look good. A lot of guys will be jealous of you tomorrow. You'll be the center of attention," he said.
Ryou sighed. Just as he thought. "Right, I guess. I'll have plenty of oppurtunities to get laid tomorrow. That makes me feel all better now, thanks," he said, but it was obvious by his tone, that it was all pure sarcasm.
Keiichiro frowned at that. "Come on, Ryou, don't be like that. You have to open yourself to more oppurtunities. Eventually, you're going to meet that right person for you. You can't keep letting this hold you back from living.
Ryou shook his head. "I found that person for me, Keii. And I lost her. I don't expect to just find someone else now. And I don't plan on screwing some random girls to make myself feel better about that," he said, straightening his bowtie, while watching himself in the mirror. He saw his friend from behind him sigh, and he realize that he was only trying to make him feel better. "Thanks for trying to help me, though. I appreciate it."
Keiichiro only nodded. "The suit fits perfect. I'll let the tailor know there were no problems," he said, before stepping out the door, leaving Ryou by himself.
The blond sighed, leaning against the wall. He would give anything for tomorrow not to come. If only luck could have been on his side, just this once. Stepping into the bathroom, he turned on the sink, and splashed his face with water, hoping to relax himself just a bit.
Tomorrow was going to come whether he liked it or not, and he considered not even going to the wedding, but did he have a choice? He had known them for five years now, so he couldn't just not show up. Ichigo was his "close friend", if you may, and now he had to see her get married.
He sighed, stepping out of the bathroom. But just as he began to remove his jacket to change out his suit, his eyes caught on to the sight in front of him.
Ichigo stood there, wearing only a white blouse and her pink satin underwear, while removing her skirt. Ryou wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, no words came out. Still, it wasn't long before Ichigo noticed his presence and jumped up in surprise. "Oh, gosh, Ryou! I'm sorry, I had no idea you were here!"
"I, uh..." Ryou still couldn't speak. "I'll just, uh...leave you to this," he said as he began to walk fast towards the exit of his room. His face was extremely red at this point, as he tried to race out the door as fast as he could.
"Uh, wait!" She shouted. He turned around to look at her. "You don't have to go, this will be really fast. It's just that I was out with my mother when all of a sudden these sprinklers attacked me, so now I'm completely soaked, so I just needed to change out of my clothes. All of the other rooms are taken with everyone getting ready, so I came in here thinking it was empty. So don't worry, this is just really quick."
Don't worry? Ryou could barely even hear her words with the hard-on he was getting. As he attempted to breathe again from staring at her just standing there in underwear, he heard Ichigo let a loud gasp, and run towards him. "Oh, god, Ryou, you're bleeding!" She said, looking at his nose. Great, now he had a nosebleed. "Sit down and tilt your head back, okay?"
He did as she told him, feeling a bit embarassed by all of this. He heard her turn on the faucet momentarily before she ran back to him with a wet cloth and began cleaning off the blood above his lip. "You know, this comes from too much stress and hard work. You really have to relax, Ryou."
Sure. Yeah. THAT'S why he had a nosebleed. "Shut it, Ichigo, I don't stress," he told her. He couldn't see much now which his head tilted back, but he could see her face, just as he could feel her breath on his own face. She was so close, and her body was now touching his. Her wet skin rubbed lightly against his own, which began to make his cock quite excited.
He swallowed, worrying that she might see the bulge growing in his pants. Bringing his head back up, he moved her hand away from him. "I'm fine, Ichigo, there's no need for this."
Oh god. She really had gotten quite wet out there. And apparently had no been wearing a bra. Through the wet white t-shirt, he could clearly see her breasts, along with her hardened nipples clinging through the material. Swallowing again, trying to keep from blowing up, he spoke up again, "You should...really change out of those clothes."
She blinked at him, and looked down at herself. Realizing all that she had been revealing, her face turned red, as she crossed her arms in front of her to hide the contents from under her shirt. "Oh, god, I'm sorry, I...I had no idea...no idea that I was..."
"Don't...don't worry about it, I didn't see much," he lied, shaking his head. "You can change in the bathroom."
She nodded, grabbing her clothes. She went in, closing the door behind her.
Ichigo had that quality of walking out of a room only to leave a very horny man. Because just as Masaya was, Ryou was now the same, wanting to be able to dig himself into Ichigo. But unlike Masaya, Ryou had control over himself. Well, at the moment, he felt no control, really, and was about to burst, but Ichigo was an engaged woman now, and he wouldn't stoop so low as to...
She walked back out of the bathroom, fully clothed now. "Uh, thanks, Ryou. I'll...I'll see you," she said, now walking out of his bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Ryou only nodded back, and as soon as she walked out, he jumped off of his bed and ran to his door. He turned the lock and tried turning the handle again to make sure that it couldn't be turned. When it was secure, he ran over to his drawers and looked through them, before pulling out a bottle of cream. Opening the bottle, he poured some on his hands, put the bottle back, and began rubbing his hands together.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he unzipped his pants, and pulled it down slightly, before grabbing also pulling down the front of his boxers. Immediately, his cock flew out, pointing straight out, looking just about ready to burst. Holding the bottom secure with his left hand, he used the other to begin moving working on his cock, moving his hand up and down in a slow motion.
In truth, this wasn't the first time this had happened. It was almost every day that Ichigo turned him on, and everyday, because he was single and didn't go screwing around with girls, he had to release himself on his own.
Letting out a loud moan, he began to pick up the pace, moving his hand faster on himself. With his left hand, he began to massage his sacks, as the image of Ichigo with her wet t-shirt replayed in his mind over and over again.
Oh, god, how he wanted her more than ever right then. It wasn't just about the sex. Sure, he was a horny guy, who damned desperately wanted to fuck her, but he really did love her. It should have been him marrying her the next day, and not some guy, who was completely wrong for her.
He couldn't hold himself any longer, and letting out a quick gasp, he came straight into the air, letting his substances fly straight upward before falling back down onto the tile floor.
Out of breath, Ryou fell backwards on his bed, feeling a bit exhausted, as well as a bit embarassed of himself. It usually took him longer before he came, and it was just sad how quick it all happened this time around. Maybe he was just a horny guy. Maybe Keiichiro was right. Maybe he just needed to get laid. By anybody.
-TO BE CONTINUED.
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-Sarah Mary Scott.
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Ryou straightened out his jacket, making sure the fit was just right. On the exterior, he looked pretty darn good, if he did say so himself, and if he had wanted to, he could manage to pick up some girls at this wedding tomorrow. But in all honesty, he had no plans to do such a thing. How could he be with another girl when he loved another? Of course, this "other" was the one who was getting married tomorrow, so really, it didn't matter who he was with.
Still, he couldn't be with another girl without thinking of her. He couldn't be with just anybody. He had to be with her.
But whatever, that wasn't the point. Despite the fact that inside, he felt like pure crap, he did look good on the outside, and that's all that really mattered at that point. "What do you think? Not bad, right?" He asked his friend.
Keiichiro gave him a smile and nodded. "You look good. A lot of guys will be jealous of you tomorrow. You'll be the center of attention," he said.
Ryou sighed. Just as he thought. "Right, I guess. I'll have plenty of oppurtunities to get laid tomorrow. That makes me feel all better now, thanks," he said, but it was obvious by his tone, that it was all pure sarcasm.
Keiichiro frowned at that. "Come on, Ryou, don't be like that. You have to open yourself to more oppurtunities. Eventually, you're going to meet that right person for you. You can't keep letting this hold you back from living.
Ryou shook his head. "I found that person for me, Keii. And I lost her. I don't expect to just find someone else now. And I don't plan on screwing some random girls to make myself feel better about that," he said, straightening his bowtie, while watching himself in the mirror. He saw his friend from behind him sigh, and he realize that he was only trying to make him feel better. "Thanks for trying to help me, though. I appreciate it."
Keiichiro only nodded. "The suit fits perfect. I'll let the tailor know there were no problems," he said, before stepping out the door, leaving Ryou by himself.
The blond sighed, leaning against the wall. He would give anything for tomorrow not to come. If only luck could have been on his side, just this once. Stepping into the bathroom, he turned on the sink, and splashed his face with water, hoping to relax himself just a bit.
Tomorrow was going to come whether he liked it or not, and he considered not even going to the wedding, but did he have a choice? He had known them for five years now, so he couldn't just not show up. Ichigo was his "close friend", if you may, and now he had to see her get married.
He sighed, stepping out of the bathroom. But just as he began to remove his jacket to change out his suit, his eyes caught on to the sight in front of him.
Ichigo stood there, wearing only a white blouse and her pink satin underwear, while removing her skirt. Ryou wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, no words came out. Still, it wasn't long before Ichigo noticed his presence and jumped up in surprise. "Oh, gosh, Ryou! I'm sorry, I had no idea you were here!"
"I, uh..." Ryou still couldn't speak. "I'll just, uh...leave you to this," he said as he began to walk fast towards the exit of his room. His face was extremely red at this point, as he tried to race out the door as fast as he could.
"Uh, wait!" She shouted. He turned around to look at her. "You don't have to go, this will be really fast. It's just that I was out with my mother when all of a sudden these sprinklers attacked me, so now I'm completely soaked, so I just needed to change out of my clothes. All of the other rooms are taken with everyone getting ready, so I came in here thinking it was empty. So don't worry, this is just really quick."
Don't worry? Ryou could barely even hear her words with the hard-on he was getting. As he attempted to breathe again from staring at her just standing there in underwear, he heard Ichigo let a loud gasp, and run towards him. "Oh, god, Ryou, you're bleeding!" She said, looking at his nose. Great, now he had a nosebleed. "Sit down and tilt your head back, okay?"
He did as she told him, feeling a bit embarassed by all of this. He heard her turn on the faucet momentarily before she ran back to him with a wet cloth and began cleaning off the blood above his lip. "You know, this comes from too much stress and hard work. You really have to relax, Ryou."
Sure. Yeah. THAT'S why he had a nosebleed. "Shut it, Ichigo, I don't stress," he told her. He couldn't see much now which his head tilted back, but he could see her face, just as he could feel her breath on his own face. She was so close, and her body was now touching his. Her wet skin rubbed lightly against his own, which began to make his cock quite excited.
He swallowed, worrying that she might see the bulge growing in his pants. Bringing his head back up, he moved her hand away from him. "I'm fine, Ichigo, there's no need for this."
Oh god. She really had gotten quite wet out there. And apparently had no been wearing a bra. Through the wet white t-shirt, he could clearly see her breasts, along with her hardened nipples clinging through the material. Swallowing again, trying to keep from blowing up, he spoke up again, "You should...really change out of those clothes."
She blinked at him, and looked down at herself. Realizing all that she had been revealing, her face turned red, as she crossed her arms in front of her to hide the contents from under her shirt. "Oh, god, I'm sorry, I...I had no idea...no idea that I was..."
"Don't...don't worry about it, I didn't see much," he lied, shaking his head. "You can change in the bathroom."
She nodded, grabbing her clothes. She went in, closing the door behind her.
Ichigo had that quality of walking out of a room only to leave a very horny man. Because just as Masaya was, Ryou was now the same, wanting to be able to dig himself into Ichigo. But unlike Masaya, Ryou had control over himself. Well, at the moment, he felt no control, really, and was about to burst, but Ichigo was an engaged woman now, and he wouldn't stoop so low as to...
She walked back out of the bathroom, fully clothed now. "Uh, thanks, Ryou. I'll...I'll see you," she said, now walking out of his bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Ryou only nodded back, and as soon as she walked out, he jumped off of his bed and ran to his door. He turned the lock and tried turning the handle again to make sure that it couldn't be turned. When it was secure, he ran over to his drawers and looked through them, before pulling out a bottle of cream. Opening the bottle, he poured some on his hands, put the bottle back, and began rubbing his hands together.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he unzipped his pants, and pulled it down slightly, before grabbing also pulling down the front of his boxers. Immediately, his cock flew out, pointing straight out, looking just about ready to burst. Holding the bottom secure with his left hand, he used the other to begin moving working on his cock, moving his hand up and down in a slow motion.
In truth, this wasn't the first time this had happened. It was almost every day that Ichigo turned him on, and everyday, because he was single and didn't go screwing around with girls, he had to release himself on his own.
Letting out a loud moan, he began to pick up the pace, moving his hand faster on himself. With his left hand, he began to massage his sacks, as the image of Ichigo with her wet t-shirt replayed in his mind over and over again.
Oh, god, how he wanted her more than ever right then. It wasn't just about the sex. Sure, he was a horny guy, who damned desperately wanted to fuck her, but he really did love her. It should have been him marrying her the next day, and not some guy, who was completely wrong for her.
He couldn't hold himself any longer, and letting out a quick gasp, he came straight into the air, letting his substances fly straight upward before falling back down onto the tile floor.
Out of breath, Ryou fell backwards on his bed, feeling a bit exhausted, as well as a bit embarassed of himself. It usually took him longer before he came, and it was just sad how quick it all happened this time around. Maybe he was just a horny guy. Maybe Keiichiro was right. Maybe he just needed to get laid. By anybody.
-TO BE CONTINUED.
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-Sarah Mary Scott.