Schoolboy Crush

Disclaimer: I don’t own anyone much less Aya, Omi, Yohji or Ken.

Some days later…


Ken banged on the wall hopping to god someone would hear him over that racket. He grabbed his clock. It was 1 am. The moans and guttural noises coming from the next room were still going strong. In exasperation, he threw his pillow at the wall.

“ My god, don’t you ever stop FUCKING!?!?!?” he yelled knowing full well they would never hear him. He fell back into his bed sobbing, “Why don’t they go do it in Aya’s room? Aghhh!!!!”

Omi had been so cute that first morning after. Well, it was more like late afternoon after. Aya had coaxed Omi down stairs just as Ken and Yohji were closing the shop. Omi turned bright red and tried to run back upstairs as Yohji broke into boisterous applause clapping and whistling loudly, screaming ‘bravo!’ and ‘encore!’

“Encore indeed.” They had been going at it like bunnies ever since, morning, noon and night. Ken got up dragging his blanket over to where his pillow had landed. He snatched it up and stormed to the basement.

He plodded down the spiral stairs. When he got to the couch he found it was already occupied.

“Hey, so the nightly hump fest got to you, too?” Yohji sat up making room for Ken. Ken wrapped his blanket around his shoulders and plopped down next to Yohji.

“How can they keep this up? I mean it’s been two weeks and they still can’t keep their hands off each other. If it wasn’t so damn annoying I’d be jealous.” Ken leaned back against the couch and closed his eyes.

“Well, I have a whole new respect for Omi. Any one that can get the ice-queen to beg like *that* deserves a cookie.”

Ken opened his eyes and shook his head in amusement. “ This is so bizarre. I can’t believe Aya and sweet little Omi….”

“Sweet little Omi? Fuck? Have you heard the shit that comes out of his mouth in the middle of the night?!”

Their laughter relieved the night’s awkward tension.

“I don’t know how much longer I can take this.” Ken bemoaned.

“Ya, it was so easy those first couple nights I just lied back and stroked along with them.”

“You pervert!!!” Ken slapped Yohji in the arm laughing at him again.

“Come on, man, it was like getting free porn!” Yohji chided.

Ken continued to laugh, “So were you pretending to be Aya or Omi?”

“Depends on who was having the most fun at the time. And you? Don’t tell me you just lied there doing nothing while they grunted and moaned all night?”

Ken could only smiled and shake his head. He had indeed done the same thing. Listening to them had been such a turn on, it still was. Maybe that was his real problem.

“Hey,” Ken sat up and turned to Yohji, “ let’s go knock on the door and ask to watch?”

“Ok, who’s the pervert?”

“Dude, if we have to listen to it we might as well see it. Come oooon, I know you’d kill to see Aya laid back all incoherent and gasping for air.”

“What about your “sweet little Omi’ with his mouth wrapped around Aya’s giant cock?”

“Aya’s face shoved down in a pillow while Omi bangs the hell out of his ass.”

Yohji smirked at Ken, “Defenseless little Omi, naked, tied to the bed as Aya’s tongue ravishes his tight. little. hole.”

“You’ve played this game before haven’t you?”

“Unhuh,” Yohji smugly affirmed. He turned on the couch so that his back was against the arm and his bent knee rested against the back. “Come on. Your turn, top me.”

Wait was that an invitation? Ken raised an eyebrow, “Interesting choice of words.”

“What? You don’t think I’d be bottom?” Yohji winked at him.

The conversation was taking an uncomfortable turn for Ken. He wasn’t sure if Yohji was hitting on him or not. He wouldn’t mind it he just didn’t know if Yohji was playing or serious. He’d only seen him with girls but had suspected otherwise. Ken took a good look at his friend. “Yohji….have you…ever…done a guy?”

“A few.” A few? Try 100’s he scoffed at himsinwainwardly. He hadn’t actually hidden his affairs with men but he didn’t advertise them either. “First time was sort of an accident. Took this girl home from a bar. I was pretty messed up. She kept telling me I should meet her roommate so I thought hey two girls at one time every boy’s fantasy, right? So we got there and I was on the couch close to passed out when she and her roommate come out and started working me up. I didn’t know what was going on but it felt totally incredible. In the morning I woke up on top of this guy with the chick right next to us. Who I fucked didn’t seam that big a deal after that.” Yohji waited for Ken’s reaction. He had wondered if Ken was gay or rather he had hoped that Ken was gay. “What about you?”

“No,” Ken felt horribly inadequate. Here was Yohji master playboy and sexual predator nonchalantly relating his exploits to Ken who couldn’t even own up to jerking off while listening to Aya and Omi.

Ken looked decidedly uncomfortable.

“Does it offend you?”

“What?!?! No! I’ve just never…”

Ken looked extremely embarrassed now. Yohji sat up and leaned close to Ken. “Does that mean you want to but haven’t?”

Ken looked away from Yohji. The man was entirely too close for comfort. Hot breath tickled his exposed ear. He felt something pressing against him. Heaviness settled into his groin. It was Yohji’s hand searching for him through the blanket. He closed his eyes and held still. Not believing what was happening.

Ken didn’t tell him to stop or brush away his hand so Yohji came closer still, leaning against the tense body. “Relax,” he whispered his mouth fondling the sensitive skin right behind Ken’s ear.

Yohji’s hand found it’s way under the blanket and into Ken’s boxers. Ken jumped as the fingers reached around him. He let out a small whimper of protest.

‘Shhh, baby, it’s ok, it’s just me.” Yohji’s hand slid up and down bringing Ken to his full length. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Ken couldn’t answer, hell he couldn’t even move. Yohji’s hand was touching him, moving faster, making his whole body feel hot and excited. None of the girls that had ever attempted to jerk him off even came close to making him feel this good. Either he really was gay or Yohji was just that good. Right now it didn’t matter because he was about to explode. His hips were frantically pushing into Yohji’s hand and Yohji was breathing into his ear.

“You’re so close aren’t you? Ah, that’s it baby, feel it, ya, this is for you, all for you, Just let me take you there.”

Ken froze on the couch as he came hard in Yohji’s hand. Yohji milked him through the waves of climax. He lay back exhausted. It felt like nothing could keep himke nke now. His boneless body sank towards Yohji.

Yohji wiped his hand on Ken’s blanket. It was a mess anyway. They’d have to through it into the wash. He pulled the drowsy boy to him tilting Ken’s head back to take a kiss. His own body was still hard and tense but he could wait. Just like Aya had told him to.


~TBC~


Note: In previous chapters we were allowed to hear Omi’s thoughts and not Aya’s. That wouldn’t work here so I threw that writing device out the window and just kept driving. Who the hell cares anyway it’s just pointless smut? Ah smut, sweet, wonderful, lovely smut.