A double for two

Katou unlocked the door as quietly as possible as the whole house was already dark.
Iwaki must be asleep by now, he thought as he took off his shoes.
He slinked into the second floor and quietly opened the door to the bedroom.
Iwaki was all bundled up and breathing calmly... in Katou's bed!
The blonde blinked and pinched himself. He went and sat down on the edge of his bed.
"Wakey wakey, Iwaki", he whispered and kissed the older man.
Iwaki mumbled and turned to look Katou with bleary eyes. "What'ssit?"
"You're in my bed, dear", Katou smiled and leaned his forhead on Iwaki's shoulder. "Scoot!" he said and removed his shirt.
"Oh no. Not tonight, Yoji, I'm too tired."
"So am I, Iwaki, I want to sleep."
Katou slipped under the covers after taking off his pants and wiggled his way against Iwaki's back.
"Too close..." Iwaki mumbled.
"Too bad, can't fit if I'm not this close."
"Oh, shut up and start sleeping."
*~*
In the morning Katou woke up before Iwaki and found himself on the floor. He sat up and winced. His back ached like hell, so he laid back down.
"I-Iwaki! Wake up!"
"What is it now, Yoji?" Iwaki asked irritably, peeking down from the bed.
"I can't get up. It's my back."
Iwaki quickly got up and came to see Katou on the floor.
"Can't you get up at all?"
"Nope. Not at all. It hurts too much."
"Okay, I'll call an ambulance. Where's you cell?"
"In my jeans pocket."
Iwaki called the ambulance and got Katou a small pillow placing it under his knees.
The ambulance arrived in a half an hour and the paramedic's efficiently got Katou on the stretcher and into the car. Iwaki followed in his car not long after. He went to wait into the waiting room, trying to look unrecognizable. The doctor, a young woman by the way, came looking for him after a while and took him to Katou, who was lying on a small bed, smiling.
"Well?" Iwaki asked, frowning.
"It's just a little strain. The doc gave me orders not to work for a week... It's not a problem, though. I've no projects on the works."
Iwaki sighed and looked at the window. "When can you come home?"
Katou peeked at the young doctor questiongly. She was blushing at the door. "W-well, uh... Katou-san can leave right now, but he should avoid walking as much as possible."
Iwaki looked at the doctor too: "Can he walk to the door of the hospital? I'd get my car there."
"Ah! Yes, Iwaki-san, I think it's alright. We've given him pain-killers, so he should be alright for the time being."
"Anything else?" Katou asked standing up and carefully pulling on the jeans and shirt Iwaki had brought him.
The woman blushed even more, if possible: "I-if it's not too inconvenient, could I get your autographs?"
Katou burst out laughing and signed his name to the Gigolo-poster of him and Iwaki. The older man sighed again and took the pen from the blonde.
*~*
On the way home Katou brought up the question about a double bed. He tried to convince his partner about it all the way, but Iwaki was adamant. He needed his own space, he said. Katou started pushing the matter, giving his back as an excuse. He tried everything, but to no avail. I tried to suggest they'd get a king size, ultra huge bed, but Iwaki held fast.
In the evening Katou went to in the guest room, as he was too pissed off even to look at Iwaki.
In the morning, when Katou awoke, there was a breakfast tray beside his bed and a note from Iwaki that said:
There was a sudden call from the director and we'll be shooting in Oosaka for a few days.
Don't worry, I've contacted Yoko and she'll come around with Yosuke as soon as they can.
Sorry,
Iwaki
Katou felt himself shake with anger; Sorry about what, you idiot. He ripped the paper and slumped back on his pillows. Wincing he reached for the pain-killers on the tray, swallowed them and fell quickly back to sleep.
"Morning, sleepyhead", said Yoko, caressing his brother's forehead. "How's the back?"
"The back's just fine", Katou grumbled and looked away.
"Hm", said Yoko, "I see. Want me to make you fresh breakfast? This looks like it's been here for a while."
"It's been there since that a-... Iwaki left. Don't know when that was."
Yoko just smiled and picked up the tray. She was just about to leave the room when Katou asked: "By the way, where's Yosuke?"
"Playing in the living room. Want me to bring him here?"
"If he wants to come."
"I'll bring him over."
"Thanks."
Yoko smiled and left the room with the tray. Returning quickly with her son who was already an energetic little toddler.
"Now, be nice to uncle Yoji, his back hurts", she said as she put him down on the bed.
*~*
Three days from that Katou got a voice message from Iwaki that said that he'd be home tomorrow and again it ended with sorry.
That evening, when Yosuke had already fallen asleep he and Yoko sat at the kitchen table drinking Yoko's favourite white wine. Katou was feeling down and ashamed for being such an idiot with the man he loved.
No need to say he was quite drunk already.
"Yoko, you know what", the man slurred, leaning his head to his hand.
"What is it, brother?"
"I love Iwaki."
"I know that. Otherwise you'd have moved out already."
"But I can't understand when he says he needs space. Our work gives the two of us space. I don't understand it."
"Dear Yoji, you're so cute. I think the closeness still scares Iwaki-san, although he is much more at home with it... You just need to talk to him. That's how we solve our problems, me and Keita", his sister smiled warmly at him
"But he just runs away."
"What is this really about? I thought you already got over this closeness issue."
"He doesn't want a double bed... He wants to sleep in his own. Goddamn! Most of the time we end up sleeping in one bed, anyway. It'd just be more comfortable in a double..."
"That's true... I think he's just being stubborn then", Yoko smiled calmingly, "You should go to bed, now. You're drunk."
"Yeah, I'll go to sleep. Wake me up early, I wanna go for a run. I'm gaining weight from your cooking and my back needs it."
"Okay, we'll leave after breakfast, though. Keita's coming home from the business trip and I want to make something special for dinner."
"'Kay. Good night."
"Night."
*~*
In the morning Yoko woke Katou up at half past seven, telling him that Iwaki would be home around noon.
The three of them, Katou, Yoko and little Yosuke, ate a quiet breakfast, washed the dishes together and then the blonde put on his running clothes. He waved to Yoko and Yosuke as they drove away.
He adjusted his watch; it was nine o'clock. A good time for a proper run, not too many people around. He took off, not planning to return until afternoon.
*~*
It was already half past noon when Katou jogged back to the house. Iwaki's car was parked on the drive way and the front door had been left ajar. Katou went inside and looked around. He shrugged and took off his shoes.
"Okaeri", Iwaki said from the living room door, leaning to the door frame, "Where were you, I was worried."
Katou looked up, startled, but turned to the bathroom. "I was running, I'll go get a shower."
"Running? Is your back really okay?" Iwaki said, grabbing Katou by the arm.
"It's fine."
"Good." Iwaki looked up the stairs. "Come on, I've got something you'd probably like to see."
Katou looked at Iwaki, but the other man was looking away, as if somehow embarassed. Okay, now I'm curious, he thought and allowed Iwaki take him upstairs.
At the hall Iwaki told him to close his eyes and give him his hand. Katou did it, getting more curious by the minute. Iwaki lead the younger man into the master bedroom, pushing him forward when he hesitated.
Katou's knees bumped into something soft and he fell face down on a bed, opening his eyes on the process. Iwaki chuckled as the blonde turned to look at him angrily.
"You did that on purpose!"
Iwaki nodded. "Look around, Yoji."
Katou looked around the bedroom and slowly realized something. He was sitting in a king-sized double bed. A brand new one.
"Oh", was all he could manage, "Why?"
Iwaki shrugged: "It seemed to be important to you, and we'll sleep in the same bed anyway."
Katou looked at his partner not knowing wheter he should laugh or start crying.
Iwaki looked at him, worried. "We can still change it back if you'd rather keep your own bed."
"I love you, Iwaki!" Katou exclaimed, leaping up from the bed and hugging the older man. They fell down and sat back up. Katou climbed on Iwaki's lap, smiling.
"I'm sorry I haven't called", Iwaki said, "our schedule was crazy."
Katou put a finger on his lips and shook his head. "I'm sorry for being so childish again. And thank you." He kissed the older man, 'til they were both panting for air.
"On the bed. Not floor", Iwaki gasped as the younger man started kissing his neck. "Your back."
They got up and fell back on the bed. Katou continued to kiss and suck his way down Iwaki's body, stopping at the belt. Iwaki looked at him with half closed eyes.
"Yes?" he said to the blonde.
Katou just smiled and came back up to kiss Iwaki. "As you said, my back's still not in perfect condition, so maybe I shouldn't be the one moving today", the younger man smiled, flirtingly. "I want you to take me, Iwaki. Hold me."
Iwaki looked at the other man. It had been a while since he'd topped, but now that he thought about it, the idea felt surprisingly attractive.
Iwaki turned them around and placed two pillows under the other man's head and back. "Comfortable?"
Katou looked at him, his eyes dark and deep. "Very."
Iwaki smiled back at the blonde and leaned down to kiss him. Katou raised his arms around Iwaki's neck and kissed him thoroughly. Iwaki started kissing the blonde's neck, earning a few, small sounds. He sucked the spot over Katou's clavicle he knew to be sensitive and the blonde did indeed gasp louder.
"You know, Yoji, you don't have to be quiet."
"I-Iwaki. Hurry..." the other man gasped.
Iwaki nodded in consent and carefully helped Katou out of his sweaty shirt.
"You taste salty, Yoji."
"Well, you didn't let me take a shower, remember."
Iwaki shrugged and continued kissing the other man while pushing down the running shorts Katou was wearing. He sat up and pulled the shorts off and removed his own shirt and jeans.
"Iwaki", Katou whispered reaching to touch the other man's chest. "I love you."
Iwaki smiled and kissed the raised hand, "I love you, too, Yoji."
He placed himself between Katou's legs and started gently strocking his partner's hardened shaft. Then he let his fingers wander downwards, replacing his lips on the spot his hand had been, starting to lick and suck gently and slowly.
"Ah! Yes! Just like that, Iwaki", Katou mumbled, trying hard not to buck his hips.
Iwaki's fingers found the thigh ring of muscle he'd been looking for. He slowly but firmly pressed his index finger through, inside Katou. The younger man let out a small scream of pleasure.
"I-Iwaki... I'm gonna come", he panted.
"Try not to, I want to be inside."
"Then ha-hurry", the blonde panted when the other man removed his finger and started pushing his cock inside.
"Iwaki! I can't anymore! Hurry!" Katou panted, clawing the sheets of the bed and biting his lips.
Iwaki thrust his cock completely inside the younger man, who hugged him close and moaned. He started rocking his hips at a quickening rhythm, but it didn't take long for Katou to come all over their stomachs.
"Don't stop yet, Iwaki", he whispered.
Iwaki leaned down to kiss his forehead and continued thrusting into the other man's willing body.
"Iwaki! Do that again!" Katou gasped after a good thrust.
"Did it feel good?"
"Oh yes! Again!"
Iwaki aimed his next thrust to the same spot and the blonde gasped again, his cock starting to harden again.
The next few minutes Katou couldn't even think, let alone speak. The only sounds that were heard were the non-existant creaks of the new bed and the heavy breathing of the two men.
"A-Ah! Iwaki!" Katou gasped and clung to the older man desperately, pulling him closer and deeper.
"I'm going to come, Katou", the other man gasped.
"So am I... faster...", Katou panted.
Iwaki felt rather than saw Katou come the second time as the younger man tightened around him, pushing him over the edge too.
He slumped down next to Katou and leaned his head on the other's shoulder. Katou turned to look at him and smiled.
"Well, we can't return the bed anymore", the blonde said mischievously.
"How come?"
"I've already got precious memories with it."
"Idiot", Iwaki smiled, but he had to agree with the younger man. "Let's take a shower."
"Together?" Katou asked.
"Why not. I can wash your back."

-THE END-