PART 8
"Do you want me... to make you company?" - Die asked maliciously.
"Sure... you know, Kaoru won't come, I don't want to be alone
watching TV all by myself in my day off..." - Toshiya said, going out
from behind the door.
"Hm..." - the guitarrist stared at the singular (and delightful)
sight of Toshiya dressed in a woman's black robe with a sakura flower
patterned.
"And also..." - the boy explained in an arrogant but cute way-
"I
prepared everything for him. Don't want to throw away all the
surprises I arranged for this night."
"It would be a pitty..." - Die said, entering the living room,
his hands on his pockets in a casual posture - "Really a pitty!"
The boy locked the door behind the guitarrist and smiled cutely
to him, turning the lights off.
"Just in case you have second thoughts."
"Oh, believe me, I won't!" - Die said suddenly pressing the
bassist against the door, using his own body.- "Not untill..." - he
paused.
"Untill what?" - Toshiya asked, feeling Die's hot breathing on
his face.
"Untill I come inside of you..." - the guitarrist completed,
violating the boy's little mouth with his avid tongue... Toshiya
could
just moan under that fierce kiss. His body shuddered uncontrollably
while one of Die's hands squeezed his buttocks and the other searched
for a way to take off the robe, touching desperately between his legs
in the attempt, brushing acidentally again and again over his sex,
making him painfully hard.
The bassist tried to move away from the man's impatient attack but it
was in vain... the guitarrist's body and will were much stronger than
his. He tried to scream, but his cries died, suppressed by the
guitarrist's suffocating mouth. It was not like he wasn't enjoying
Die's rough way to do it, but he didn't want to be screwed there,
pressed against a door. Maybe another time... not now!
After some more tries, Die finally gave up from searching the
opening of Toshiya's clothes, breaking the kiss. Released from the
man's weight, Toshiya pushed him hard and slipped away from his arms
:
"You are too impatient!"- he complained, panting.
"Can't you see you turn me on...? I want to have you now!" -
Die
said huskily.
"You'll have me... but wait a little, ne?" - Toshiya explained,
sitting sexilly on the couch and turning the abajour lamp on. He
easily found the robe slit and opened it a little, showing a part of
his crossed legs that were deliciously tightened in a pair of dark
stockings - "You promissed: 'no wasting'."
"Show me more...!!" - Die asked, deciding to play Toshiya's
teasing game.
Toshiya opened a bit more of the robe, this time his nice tighs
and the sexy garters could be seen.
"Do you like what you see?" - the boy teased.
"Very much... but I prefer touching..."- Die answered, excited,
trying to approach the bassist again. The boy stopped him using his
foot.
"Wait..." - he said, giggling, while taking a beautiful green
bottle off a bucket of ice. Die didn't noticed the drink and the
beautiful couple of glasses in the corner table before...maybe
because
he found the boy much more interesting than anything around.
"Open for me...?" - the bassist asked, passing the bottle to
Die.
"Sure." - the guitarrist answered, tearing the laminated cover
of the bottle-neck.
Toshiya smiled and unfastened the strip that fixed his clothes
and opened the robe fully... at the same time that the cork popped.
"Oh my god..." - Die murmured when he saw the pretty boy wearing
only a see-through woman's night-dress.
The blue-haired boy graciously took a glass and waited for the
guitarrist to fill it... Die grinned evily and simply poured the
champaigne all over him. The boy was astonished at first, the cold
liquid soaking his hair and clothes... but when the initial shock
passed, he became really angry. If the man didn't want him, he didn't
need to be that rude, to spoil his night like that! It was so...
humiliating!
"Die....!!! You... you...- Toshiya shouted, but he couldn't end
his sentence. The guitarrist grabbed him by the shoulders and sucked
his earlobe in a sexy mode.
"That's the way I like to drink." - the man whispered
passionatelly - "The best way..."
"Pervert!" - Toshiya moaned, understanding his partner's
naughty
intentions.
"Yeah, I'm a pervert... and you're my object of desire..."
Die started to lick Toshiya's slender neck and went the way
down, savoring all little drops of champaigne that trickled slowly
by
his beautiful torso. The night-dress was all wet, sticking in
Toshiya's skin... the guitarrist could see every tempting little
curve
of the boy through it, the cute nipples pointing lovely under the
tenuous cover...he couldn't resist and enveloped one of them in his
mouth, sucking it hungrily, don't giving any importance to the thin
fabric placed between his lips and the boy's tasty flesh... He played
with Toshiya that way for some time, teasing him, making him gasp
when
his teeth clenched on the sensitive spot...
"Don't stop...please!" - Toshiya begged when Die left his
nipples
to pull his sexy night-dress out.
"You're imoral..." - the guitarrist said, noticing that the boy
was using nothing under his fine clothes - "...and I just love it!"
Toshiya laid on the couch and gave a hentai grin to the man, that
promptly restarted to lick hungrily at his exposed skin. The boy
closed his eyes to feel better the wetness of the mouth that traveled
by his curves, draining the moisture of alcohol and sweat that
covered
his lush and young body. The guitarrist poured more of champaigne on
the boy's navel, forming a little puddle, and drank it languidly
using
his tongue like a big cat. He sucked the boy's stockings, biting his
tighs hard, unraveling the fragile mesh with his sharp teeth and
nails. Toshiya groaned loudly, whriting in pleasure. Die moved over
Toshiya's body, kissing his mouth again. He lowered his hand to the
boy's arousal and rubbed it roughly, so different from Kaoru's gentle
caresses...but equally delightful. Toshiya came almost immediately,
spilling his seed on Die's hand and legs.
"Oh, no..." - Die complained sitting - "Look at what you did..."
"Sorry..." - Toshiya apologized sitting too - "I couldn't take
it anymore..."
"Now you have to clean that mess..." - Die said, pushing the
boy's head abruptly to his legs and ordered - "Lick it."
Toshiya obbeyed, exitantly, tasting his own semen on Die's
skin.
"Good boy..." - the guitarrist said, carressing Toshiya's hair,
that nibbled his tighs passively. He moaned softly, opening his legs
a bit more.
Toshiya soon finished his job, but he didn't want to stop doing
that to Die...so, he started to lick *another parts* that hasn't been
dampened by his body fluid. The guitarrist got mad and grabbed
Toshiya
by his long hair, viciously.
"I didn't tell ya to do that!" - Die said, slapping the boy's
face.
"Do it again... harder!" - Toshiya asked sexily.
"Slut!" - Die slapped Toshiya's face twice, making him fall
heavily on the couch.
The boy just sighed in a smile and opened his legs, caressing
his own opulent tighs - "Come on...fuck me!" - he whispered sensually.