Meant To Be

Chapter 2



After their first tentative sexual experience, their love for each other deepened. Omi would gaze across the classroom at Kaoru, who would glance back every so often and give a loving smile. They were even more inseparable than they had been. Every opportunity they got, they slept over at each other’s houses. Neither of their families were aware of their relationship, or if they were, they just didn’t care. Omi’s father worked so much anyway, he was hardly ever home, except to sleep; so Omi had free run of his house. Kaoru’s family was extremely wealthy, and his parents were often away on vacations, leaving him and his older sister in the care of the housekeeper and cook.



So, Omi and Kaoru spent every free second they had together. They still did regular things that other boys did together, like going to the arcade, playing video games at home, as well as studying, but of course their friendship had an extra aspect to it.



It was winter, and the two boys had been playing in the snow. Kaoru was of a delicate disposition, so he couldn’t take things like that for very long. They returned to the house, and Kaoru addressed the cook and housekeeper in an authoritative, but kind voice. “Tanaka-san,” he said to the cook, “Would you make us some tea?” He glanced at Omi, who was biting his lip, and he rolled his eyes. “No, excuse me, make that hot chocolate, extra sweet, for him. I’d still prefer tea, no sugar, please. And, Kawashima-san,” he called out to the housekeeper, “Would you draw a bath for us?” The housekeeper didn’t bat an eye as she quickly departed to fulfill his request.



Omi and Kaoru had already shed their wet, icy shoes in the foyer, and they drew off their mittens, hats and coats, depositing them in the front hall closet. They went into the kitchen, talking and laughing happily as the cook bustled to fix them something warm to drink. She set the cups in front of them, and they sipped them gingerly. Kaoru frowned slightly, glancing at Omi’s cup of chocolate. “I can never understand how you manage to drink that syrupy treacle.”



Omi gave a gentle smile. “I like sweet things…Kaoru,” he said in his low, calm voice, and Kaoru blushed heavily, reading a double meaning into the words.



He quickly finished his tea, then spoke. “Let’s get our bath.” Omi nodded, drinking the rest of the chocolate down, and following him to the bathroom. He locked the door behind them. Steam was rising up lightly from the large traditional tub, and the two boys shed their clothes and slipped in together. Kaoru reached back to the shelf behind the tub and grabbed a hairclip, pinning his long, wavy hair up to keep it from getting wet.



Omi smiled lazily, reaching his hand that was still dry forward to caress lightly at Kaoru’s tresses. “It’s growing so long…I love it.” Kaoru gave a proud smile, then leaned back against the tub, relaxing into the warm water. Omi moved over him, kissing gently at his face and neck, making Kaoru sigh happily. Omi’s hands went up to Kaoru’s shoulders, kneading there softly, as his lips met with Kaoru’s. They pressed back and forth for a moment, then Kaoru opened his mouth with a soft groan. Omi didn’t hesitate to slip his tongue inside, giving Kaoru a deep kiss.



Their hands traveled over each other’s bodies, thrilling each other greatly. “Omi…” Kaoru whispered brokenly as Omi’s fingertips grazed against his hardness under the water. Omi brought his fingers back, wrapping them gently around Kaoru’s manhood, and stroking lightly. Omi plunged his tongue deeper into Kaoru’s mouth as he stroked harder at him. Kaoru moaned happily, but pulled away from the kiss to stare up into Omi’s violet eyes.



“Let’s get out of the tub…I want to do this on the bed.” Omi nodded eagerly, and they rose out of the water, drying off with the luxuriously soft pink towels that had been left there by the housekeeper for them. They advanced to Kaoru’s adjoining bedroom, and tossed the towels aside as they slid under the sheets together. Omi reached up, unclipping Kaoru’s hair, and he tangled his fingers in it as they rubbed their bodies lightly against each other.



Omi leant his head down, kissing gently at Kaoru’s chest. It was so smooth and delicate, and he loved the way it felt against his lips, especially when he could feel Kaoru’s heart pounding underneath, like it was right then. Kaoru murmured and whimpered as Omi raked his fingers up and down his sides. Omi kept kissing downwards, flicking his tongue out lightly on Kaoru’s abdomen, making him squeal slightly. He kept going down, moving out to the sides to kiss at Kaoru’s hip bones. The delicate blonde was very conscious of what he ate, avoiding added sugar at all costs, and his slim body showed the results of such diligence.



Kaoru squirmed underneath him, obviously desperate for Omi’s mouth to reach its final destination. They had done this before, many times. Omi chuckled to himself as he remembered how it had first happened: They were sitting in Omi’s bed with no clothes on, and something on T.V. had made them laugh hysterically. Kaoru bent sharply at the waist, collapsing forward with laughter, and without even intending to, his mouth was right at Omi’s manhood. They were both shocked for a second, but Kaoru didn’t hesitate to take it inside his mouth. Omi had practically screamed with pleasure, and Kaoru had been encouraged to continue. From then on, that was one of their favorite things to do together.



Omi gave Kaoru what he wanted, bringing his mouth to his quivering hardness. He lapped softly at the tip, then hooded it with his mouth, enclosing it in warmness. Kaoru melted back into the bed, writhing with pleasure, making the most amazing sounds that drove Omi wild with desire.



Omi was working at Kaoru with his body at a right angle to Kaoru’s, but suddenly Kaoru gripped at his thigh, tugging him insistently inwards. Omi moved willingly, his knees creeping closer and closer in line with Kaoru’s shoulders. Before he knew what he was doing, he had straddled Kaoru’s head upside down with his knees, and Kaoru reached his mouth up quickly, taking Omi’s own hardness inside. Omi moaned, his mouth full of Kaoru, as they pleasured each other in the same way.



Omi’s jaw trembled, and he struggled to stay focused on working at Kaoru. He had never even considered getting into this position before - he hadn’t thought there was any physical way that they could suck at each other at the same time. But, here they were, doing it, and it felt heavenly. Each time Kaoru teased up and down his length with the tip of his tongue, Omi would mirror the action on his side. They groaned and cried out as they pleasured each other.



Suddenly, Omi felt Kaoru bring his mouth off of his manhood and place his hands on the backs on his thighs. Instinctively, he knew to bend at his waist a little, and he cried out in shock and pleasure as Kaoru licked at a very sensitive spot. He rubbed his tongue around, caressing gently at his entrance. Kaoru was always the more adventurous of the two, and it wasn’t surprising that he was the one to initiate this. Omi moaned deeply, collapsing down a little, then he pulled up and away suddenly. He wanted to do the same thing to Kaoru, but he couldn’t get at it from there.



In a flash, he had flipped his blonde friend onto his stomach, then positioned himself behind him, lowering his head down and lapping at Kaoru’s entrance. He kneaded at the flesh of Kaoru’s bottom as he worked, parting it slightly so that he could get better access. Kaoru squirmed and mewled with pleasure underneath him.



Suddenly, Omi was overcome with desire for even more. He straddled Kaoru’s thighs from behind as he parted them a little wider, then angled himself down, rubbing the tip of his wet hardness against Kaoru’s entrance. Kaoru gasped out, trembling with pleasure. But no matter how Omi tried to press, it wouldn’t go in. It vexed him a little bit, but something in the back of his mind told him that it wasn’t a good idea to press any harder. He started to give up, but just then, Kaoru turned his head. “Let me…go get something…” he whispered.



Omi nodded dumbly as Kaoru wriggled out from underneath him, throwing on his bathrobe. He hurried across the room and left it, and Omi slipped under the sheets, waiting patiently for him to return as he wondered what was going to happen.



Kaoru returned three minutes later, and locked the door behind him once more as he drew something that looked like a tube of toothpaste out of his robe pocket. Omi just stared, and Kaoru’s green eyes twinkled. “I borrowed it from my sister’s room…I think it’s something she uses when she and her boyfriend have sex.” Hearing that three letter word being uttered out of Kaoru’s delicate lips made Omi flush and tingle with pleasure.



Kaoru approached the bed, and he urged Omi to push the covers back. He shed his bathrobe as he squeezed clear gel from the tube, and then slathered it all over Omi’s still throbbing hardness. He took up one of Omi’s hands and covered the fingers of it with the substance as well. “You have to put your fingers in first…” he breathed as he laid back down on his stomach, spreading his legs to welcome Omi in.



Omi was still gaping in surprise at all the new information, but he wanted to do it so badly that he just made himself move forward, rubbing one slick finger against Kaoru’s entrance. Kaoru mewled happily, tilting his hips upwards to encourage Omi to continue. Omi gingerly pressed his finger inside, and was pleased as it slipped in easily.



Kaoru cried out, burying his face in the pillow. “Does it hurt?” Omi asked quickly, but Kaoru insisted that it didn’t. Omi pushed his finger in and out, and Kaoru moaned with pleasure, bending at the knees to press himself higher in the air, to get more of what Omi was giving to him. Omi’s hardness throbbed and ached with desire, but he just slipped a second finger inside for right then. Kaoru hissed with wanting, bucking himself against Omi’s hand.



Omi figured that it was as good of a time as any, and he moved into position, withdrawing his fingers and resting his hands on the backs of Kaoru’s thighs. He steadied himself as he pressed the head of his manhood inside, and threw his face back and groaned in sheer delight as it moved in effortlessly. He pushed in further, and tilted his neck back down so that he could look around at Kaoru’s face. It was flushed with pleasure, his eyes shut tightly. He moaned silently, his hands kneading great handfuls of the sheets in his delight. Omi was encouraged to continue, and he drew himself in and out.



The feeling of being inside of Kaoru was indescribable. It was so warm, so tight, so heavenly. “Ka…o…ru…” he moaned brokenly. He bucked against him, and he became conscious enough to realize that he needed to try and satisfy Kaoru as well. He reached around with his still slick hand, gripping at Kaoru’s hardness. He pulled firmly, stroking at him with the same rhythm he was pumping with.



Kaoru pressed his face into the pillow once more, the groans issuing forth from his mouth getting steadily louder. Omi groaned as well, feeling himself getting close. “Kaoru…I’m…” He was unable to finish the sentence as it was broken off by Kaoru’s shrill muffled cries of pleasure as he climaxed. Omi could see his hot release spurting out onto the sheets below them, and it pushed Omi over the edge. “Kaoru!” he cried as he released deep inside of Kaoru.



They trembled together, breathing deeply and enjoying the afterglow. Omi stroked at Kaoru’s back, then they came apart carefully. Omi reached for tissues to clean everything up, and then they snuggled into the bed together. They watched the snow coming down through the window as they drifted off for a well deserved nap.