Stay Tuned As Life Continues

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Yamato was pushed down into the chair, his shirt torn open, and the top of his pants undone. Yamato was panting as he looked into the darkness, looking for his lover. His lover’s yellow t-shirt was clinging tightly to their body. The lover then sat on Yamato’s lap facing him. Yamato felt their breath on his neck before they kissed it. They then grinded themselves on Yamato’s groin. Yamato let out a moan. Through half closed eyes, Yamato could see the grin on his lover’s face. His lover kissed him again, their tongues once again struggled for dominance. And just as Yamato thought he had won, his lover grinded himself against Yamato again. Yamato let out a load moan into the mouth lovingly attached to his. His mind in temporary bliss, Yamato felt as his lover now took over his mouth.

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When Yamato awoke he wasn’t that surprised to find that he had an erection. After all it was the fifth time that week. Yamato then went about his new morning routine of taking a cold shower. He ate a quick breakfast and was out of the apartment. Takeru was going to one of Taichi’s team’s games. So Yamato was free to spend the whole day practicing with his band.

Practice had been going smoothly for a few hours. During one of their breaks Yamato sat down on a bench. He had something on his mind, so he put forth a question to his band mates. “Have you guys ever had a reoccurring dream?”

His band members looked at their band leader. Although they were used to some off the wall questions, they had never been asked about dreams before.

Akira was the first to speak, “What kind of dreams are we talking about Yamato?”

Yutaka suddenly appeared behind Yamato, his chin resting on Yamato’s shoulder, “Sex dreams?” A large grin broke out on his face. In response Yamato just bopped his shoulder up, causing Yutaka to clack his teeth together.

Yutaka jerked his head of Yamato’s shoulder and rubbed his chin, an even larger grin appearing on his face. “Take that as a yes.”

“Does it matter what kind of dream it was?” Yamato asked, slightly blushing.

This time it was Takashi’s turn to speak, “It does matter. Cause whatever it is, must be important some how.”

“Well if that’s the case, it was a sex dream.”

There was silence except a slight snicker from Yutaka. “What was it about?”

“You would like to know everyone’s sex dreams, wouldn’t you Yutaka?” Akira teased.

“Of course, lets me know what kind of person you are. Sex dreams are more revealing than one’s regular dreams.”

Yutaka said bluntly. “So spill Yamato, what was the dream about?”

Yamato hesitated before telling them his dreams. His band mates listened, Yutaka more interested than the others. “So Mr. Psych Major, what does it all mean?”

“It means you want to fuck your mother, kill your father and you get your jollies off by telling people about your sex dreams.” Yutaka said jokingly.

Yamato laughed. “Thanks Freud, really helpful. But seriously what do you think?”

Akira put forth his suggestion, “It means you need to get laid.” This caused a few chuckles from everyone.

Yutaka cleared his throat. “Dream reading isn’t really Psychology Yamato.” Answered Yutaka.

“I thought you said you could read people’s dreams.” Yamato said protesting.

“You didn’t let me finish, it isn’t psychology, it works more with symbolism. So anEnglish major might be more suitable, but since none of us here is one of those. I’ll try to interpret. You said the whole thing was pretty dark right?”

Yamato nodded.

“Cover of darkness.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” asked Akira.

“It means that Yamato’s ego is hiding his lover’s identity from his own consciousness. But the candle that you talked about, I think means that part of you knows who it is that you’re lusting after.”

Akira piped up, “So who are you lusting after?”

Yamato thought for awhile and couldn’t come up with any names. “No one, that I know of.”

“Well of course you wouldn’t know it, Yamato. If you can’t even dream the person, there is no way in hell that your ego would let you consciously acknowledge it.” Yutaka said.

“So what about the rest of the dream?” asked Yamato.

“Sounds like a typical sex dream to me.” Answered Takashi.

“Which just mean you really need to get laid.” suggested Akira

“Or just a do it yourself tug job.” Yutaka countered.

Yamato started to blush again, “Not going to happen, my brother has been staying the week and he’ll still be there for another week.”

“Just do it in the shower, that’s what I do.” Said Yutaka.

“YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!” Akira shouted, “I SHOWER AFTER YOU!”

Yutaka busted up laughing, getting a few laughs from the other band members. “I’m joking, I’m joking.” Yutaka let himself laugh a few more times. “Oh shit, that was too funny to pass up.” Yutaka then turned his attention back to Yamato, “One last question, oh Captain my Captain.”

“What is it?” Yamato said with a slight sigh, dreading what his friend could ask him.

“Boy or Girl?”

Yamato stared down as his feet. “I don’t know.”

“How do you not know? You’ve been hard core making out with this dream person for almost a week and you can’t even tell if what sex they are!” said Akira flabbergasted.

“I really don’t know. It’s too dark to see.” Said Yamato. Out of the corner of his eye Yamato saw Yutaka nod.

“We should be getting back to practicing guys. Time is wasting and all.” Said Takashi.

“Alright.” Said Yamato standing up and walking over to the mic and his guitar. “Thanks guys.”

“No prob.” Said Akira.

Takashi just huffed.

“I’ll send you my bill.” Yutaka joked, but Yamato wasn't too sure, it seemed like something Yutaka might do.

And so the Teenage Wolves practiced the rest of the day, without any more serious breaks. Only after darkness covered the skies, did they stop practice. Each one of them walked away sore, but they also walked away with confidence that they would be rock the crowds socks off at the concert. They set a time to meet the next day. After all they still needed to prepare the stage for the concert. After parting ways Yamato made his way home.
Yamato opened the door to the apartment. Before he closed the door he heard his brother and Taichi discussing something in the kitchen. “Do I really have to tell him Taichi?” asked Takeru.

“You don’t have to tell him anything Takeru. But you SHOULD tell him though, it is about him after all, he has a right to know. But I’m not too sure about the other thing. If it’s hard for me to keep my mouth closed, I can only think that Yamato would flip a lid if he finds out.” Said Taichi.

Yamato closed the door rather loudly. He heard gasps come from the kitchen. He saw his brother emerge from the kitchen. “Onii-chan! Your home. Dinner is almost done.” Takeru announced.

Yamato sat and ate his dinner silently. In part because his throat was a little sore from singing most of the day, the other part was because Takeru and Taichi were too busy talking full speed about the game.

“It was just too awesome to fully explain.” Said Takeru joyfully.

“Well you two did a great job. Thanks for dinner.” Yamato said. He then took everyone’s plates and went and washed them. He then went and took a long hot shower. He had lots to think about, about his dreams, about what Yutaka had said about them, and what he had just heard his brother and Taichi discussing. By the time Yamato got out the apartment was dark. He found his way into his room, he found that his brother was already in bed, but surprisingly not asleep.

Yamato crawled into bed. “Goodnight Takeru.”

“Goodnight Onii-chan.” Responded Takeru.

Yamato closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep. But then he felt his brother roll over, to where he was facing him. “Hey Onii-chan?”

Yamato rolled over to face his brother. “Yeah Teeks?”

His brother didn’t say anything. He just laid there, looking at him. Yamato knew that look, he had saw it a lot recently. He looked like he wanted to say something, but just couldn’t bring himself to say it. “Nevermind. Goodnight.” Takeru said before rolling away from his brother.

“Sleep tight.”

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As Yamato moaned into his lover’s mouth, he lifted his groin to get more friction against his lover’s ass. Yamato reached down and grasped the bottom of his lover’s shirt and lifted it up. He broke the kiss just long enough to get the shirt off of his lover. Yamato gave his lover one last kiss before he started to kiss down his neck. Yamato planted small kisses down his lover’s neck until he reached their collar bone. He kissed it a few times and the gave it a lick, it was a little salty but tasted great. Yamato continued kissing his way down his lover’s chest until he reached a nipple. He flicked it with his tongue a couple times before giving it a playful nip. He got a moan out of his lover as payment. Yamato began to lick around the nipple, and then placed a small kiss on it. After breaking the kiss Yamato moved to the other nipple. Yamato’s hand crawled up his lover’s chest and began playing with the teased nipple.

Yamato repeated what he had just done to the previous nipple, getting more moans in response. But instead of placing a kiss at the end he gave this one another nip, this earned him a slight yelp from his lover. Yamato was about to move back to the original nipple when he felt a finger being pushed against his lips. With his head pushed away from his lover, Yamato was able to see more of his lover. Right away Yamato was able to tell that his lover was a lean slightly muscled boy. Yamato still couldn’t see the face of his lover. Yamato’s unknown male lover then stood up. Yamato let out a small cry as he lost the warmth and feel of the person on his lap. He was shocked however by what happened next.

The boy knelt before Yamato. Placing his head between Yamato’s knees. Hands reached out and grabbed Yamato’s
pants and finished undoing them. Yamato lifted his hips slightly as to help his lover pull them and his underwear off. Yamato looked down and saw his hardened cock anticipating what was coming. But before his lover’s warm mouth could take in Yamato, an alarm began buzzing…

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Yamato let out a silent curse as he turned off his alarm. He quickly check to see that his brother was still sleeping. Yamato felt his cock throbbing under his under boxers. Yamato quickly gathered his clothes and rushed to the bathroom. After several minutes of cold water running over him, Yamato member was still hard and throbbing. Yamato knew then that he was beyond the powers of cold showers, so he turned on the hot water. As he felt his body warm up Yamato lathered himself up. As his hand rubbed his stiff member, Yamato let out a quiet moan. Yamato wrapped has hand around his cock and began the jerking motions. It wasn’t long before Yamato found his sight darken and his balls tighten and his muscles tense up. He was already on the edge when he awoke from the dream, he just needed that little bit more to put him over the edge. Yamato tilted his head back as he began to cum. Yamato felt himself shoot off. Each shot was as powerful as the first. It had been awhile since Yamato had relieved himself, and now he honestly couldn’t remember why he had even stopped.
Before Yamato left the bathroom, he checked and made sure that there was no evidence left over in the shower. Finding that everything had been washed away, he left the bathroom. He stopped in the bedroom to toss his dirty clothes in their bin, and saw that his brother was up. Yamato then walked to the kitchen and saw that Takeru already had breakfast made.

Takeru handed his older brother a plate of noodles and eggs. “Thanks Teeks.”

“You’re Welcome.” Takeru said.

The two brothers went to the small table and began eating. “We’re setting up the stage today. Then we’re going to practice a bit on stage, make sure everything is ready for tomorrow night.” Yamato said.

“I hope it goes smoothly. I’m excited for tomorrow are you?” asked Takeru.

“A little, I’ll be more nervous tomorrow.” Answered Yamato.

“Oh, and this place doesn’t want a dozen extra’s running around so I can’t get everyone backstage.”

Takeru’s mouth dropped a little. “That sucks.”

“Tell me about it. I only get to bring a couple people back. So I thought that I’d give the passes to you and Taichi.”

Takeru his brother gave a big smile. “Really?”

“Yep.” Yamato glanced at the clock on the wall, and drained his coffee cup. “I’ll see you tonight. If you need to leave the apartment for anything, just remember to lock up.”

Yamato reached the place where they were going to be performing the next night. They were in one of the large theaters on the campus that Yamato attended. They spent hours drilling and nailing up stage pieces, and wiring all the electronic equipment. It was going to be one hell of light show Yamato knew that much, he just hoped that they played great music and everyone liked it.

During one of their breaks Yamato drug Yutaka back stage. “What’s up Yamato, need something?” Yutaka asked.

“It’s a guy.” Said Yamato.

Yutaka got a really confused look on his face, “what is?”

“In my dreams.” Said Yamato quietly.

“Oh.” Yutaka paused, “I know.”

“You know? What do you mean you know? How do you know?”

“Just call it a hunch alright. Now can I go? I have to go to the bathroom.” Yutaka began walking away.

Yamato stopped his friend “But what does it mean?”

“It means that you’re dreaming about guy. That’s all. Now I really have to go. I’m not kidding.” And with that
Yutaka sped off to the bathroom.

Yamato spent the rest of the day preoccupied. Yutaka said he knew that Yamato was dreaming of a guy, but he wouldn’t say how. Yamato kept pestering him about it but to no avail. By the time everyone left the stage was set, everything was ready for the concert the next night. Yamato made the short walk home still entwined in his thoughts.

Yamato walked through the door and heard the sounds of cooking. He dropped his things off in his room and then went to the kitchen.

“Where’s Taichi? I thought he’d be home by now.” Yamato asked his brother.

“Oh, he said he forgot that he had a Coach’s meeting tonight, and he be home later.” Takeru answered.

Yamato then proceed to help his brother with dinner. Yamato was glad to see what dinner was, Caesar Salad. Yamato had always enjoyed it, it could have been the taste or just the comfort of its simpleness. Either way it made Yamato cheery. However eating it was something else.

From the time Yamato sat down opposite of his brother he knew something was on his mind. Where Yamato had perfected hiding things, his brother had not. Yamato saw the return of the look on Takeru’s face. He had something to say. They ate in silence for few minutes. But then Yamato had enough.

“This salad is really great. Thanks Takeru.” Yamato said.

“I love you.” Takeru blurted out.

Yamato looked at his brother, “I love you too, Teeks.”

Takeru’s face wrinkled up a little. He knew his brother didn’t understand him, “No Yamato, I LOVE you.” Takeru’s face started to turn red.

Yamato set his fork down in his plate. He stared at his brother, his face blank, trying to comprehend what his brother had just told him. Yamato’s face then turned into that of confusion, “What?”

“I love you Onii-chan. I don’t know what else to say.” Takeru said, his face had all turned red.
Yamato’s face went back to blank, trying to once again trying to comprehend what his brother had said. Yamato pushed his chair back. Yamato stood up and walked away. Takeru’s face lost all color, he felt like he had just been socked in the gut. He choked out an, “Onii-chan?”

Yamato grabbed his jacket from the closet. And opened the door.
Hearing the front door open Takeru jumped out of his chair. “Yamato!?” Takeru cried out. He didn’t get any response. Takeru ran up to his brother, “Yamato? Please say something.” Takeru’s eyes started to water up.

“I just remembered, I have to do something.” muttered Yamato, he then stepped out the door and closed it.

Takeru let out a loud cry, and jerked the door open. He looked down the hall. “Yamato, WAIT!” Shouted Takeru. But he didn’t see his brother anywhere, he was already gone. Takeru turned around and walked back in the apartment and slammed the door. Takeru collapsed against the door, the tears pouring down his face, his heart broken.