The first time

Thank you, barrie18, for the review. I will make Riki and Guy meet somehow, I\'m on my way :)









Riki was standing in front of the mirror, looking hard at himself. His eyes were brimmed with red from lack of sleep, and blue circles were starting to show. Not that he usually did sleep well. This time was different. “What kind of a sex fiend is this Blondie? Keeping me up all night like that…” Memories from the earlier night flooded his veins, and Riki shuddered like an electrical bolt had just passed through his body. Curious about his reactions, he raised one hand and brushed one nipple. He nearly yelped from the sensation it gave him. It was like the entire surface of his body was connected to his most secret pleasure center, buried inside his brain. He never felt like this with Guy. Sex was good between them, but it only left him feeling satiated and pleased, not like … this veritable sex buffet, without morales or taboos… that left him craving for more, even after reaching his peaks, and being kept there for hours on end… He smiled bitterly to his own reflection: “Are you still Riki of Bison? The one they called Riki the Dark?” But he knew there was no way in hell he could save Guy otherwise. Yet, something in the whole story did not sit well with Riki. He sensed, with that keen sense of his, that pieces in the puzzle were missing. He felt in his gut that somehow, he had been played. But he needed more proof than just a hunch, especially since his life and Guy’s were on the line.



Riki’s sharp mind was starting to resurface, but his trail of thought was soon cut short. The bathroom door slid open and there stood Iason, clad only in silken pajama trousers, with almost a smug look on his face. Riki nearly jumped and asked hoarsely, mostly from instinct, rather then common sense:

- What, am I not even allowed to take a leak, without you watching?

Iason smiled.

- I wondered when you will get back.

- What do you mean?

- I know you are no tamed pet, and I waited to see you taking out your claws. It is sooner than I expected.

Riki just hardened his expression, looking at Iason through the mirror. His knuckles were turning white from gripping the sink edge. Iason continued, while moving towards Riki with feline grace.

- Don’t worry, Guy is well, probably enjoying right now Raoul’s ministrations. Let me see again that defiant look of yours.

Imagining Guy in the other Blondie’s arms sent a shiver down Riki’s spine. Somehow, the image was not repulsive, but quite arousing, which made Riki want to slap himself. His confused look elicited a cruel laugh from Iason.

- All you mongrels are such sluts?

The remark bit Riki down right to his very heart. He did not reprimand a response in kind, snorting:

- Look who’s talking. You sucked me dry last night. All you Blondies are addicted on mongrel seed?

Iason moved closer and he was now inches from Riki’s back. The mongrel was stark naked, and he was now very exposed. The Blondie did not hold back a chuckle:

- It will be a pleasure to tame you. And, if I remember correctly, you enjoyed so much being orally gratified, that I wonder if not all Tanagura heard you moan.

Aparently Iason was done foreplaying, and he gripped Riki’s hips hard, making him buck his ass towards his forming erection. He let the silken fabric caress Riki’s buttocks for a while, yet permitting him to feel his Blondie organ through the pants. Riki was already reacting, raising his ass to let more contact happen between them. Iason whispered cruelly in his ear, punctuating his words with little nippings at Riki’s earlobe:

- You like it so much… Your body is much more honest than your mouth.

Riki wanted to run away from the man, but his volition melted under the sweet kisses that now went down his neck and his right shoulder. His face was on fire. Iason ordered:

- Open your eyes, and look at yourself in the mirror while I’m taking you. Remember, Riki, you came to me and offered yourself. You could walk away, but you chose this.

Riki’s breathing came out in raspy, shallow sounds.

- You know damn right I did not have a choice.

Iason’s perverted smile made Riki’s hair stand on end. The sensation of being played came back as powerful as before. Iason gripped his hair and forced him to look in the mirror.

- Now let yourself be the animal you truly are and give in.

- No, Riki tried to utter, but every move he made brought him closer to Iason.

- Shh, you’re deluding yourself for nothing.

Iason let Riki just for a split second so he could lower his pants. He adjusted his engorged organ between Riki’s buttocks and pressed hard. He was amazed to see that there was still so much resistance after so much action last night.

- You are so tight, pet, you feel so good…

- You’re reaping me in half, Riki cried, while trying to make more room for Iason, hoping to get rid of the pain as soon as possible. Haven’t you heard of lubricants of sorts?

- I want you too much, pet, I have no time for that.

And Iason pushed through the opening in one single movement, making Riki cry in pain. But he began thrusting in earnest, and Riki’s cries turned to moans of pleasure.

- I love your face, pet, when you look so abandoned in my arms, Iason continued his verbal teasing while taking Riki. You are mine, know that into your very marrow of bones.

Riki could not help the temptation to watch his own face in the mirror. What he found there horrified him. His face was all flushed, his body was glistening with sweat, but what he found most hard to bear was the wanton in his own eyes, that looked as if asking for more of that Blondie, to take him, to tease him, to twist him and to tame him… With a growl he closed his eyes, determining a laugh from Iason:

- Couldn’t you bear it any longer? Are that proud to acknowledge that you want me?

Riki just gritted his teeth and whispered:

- Just get it over with so I can go to sleep, you perv.

Iason smiled a triumphant smile. It was enough for now. He would resume the taming of this wild beast later. He rode Riki, making him come first, white semen flowing on the marble floor, and then he released himself, steeling his member inside Riki.

After that he just withdrew, leaving Riki fall down to the floor, in a panting heap. He pull up his trousers and turned his back. Riki still felt the need to say something:

- What? You don’t wash that incredibly pure body of yours, to clean it from my mongrel slut odor?

Iason turned and look Riki in the eyes, while displaying a gorgeous smile.

- I love your smell clinging on me. It makes me efficient while at work.

- How’s that? Riki asked.

- I know why I want to come back home as soon as possible.

With that, Iason left, leaving Riki to his own questions.



Riki had felt so … alive when taken by Iason. But he did not want it. He loved Guy, didn’t he? “Don’t you?” He asked himself, but just thinking of asking such a thing made him feel dirty and disgusting. Despair began eating his insides, threats of soul devouring rising at the horizon. He had to do something about this. He would. He was Riki the Dark, and he would fight this Blondie. But how? He dragged himself to bed. “I have to get a little sleep, before this fucking machine gets back home. I need my mind clear. On Jupiter, is this guy never tired of fucking?” Aparently not, and Riki had a sore ass to prove it.