Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Fantasy ❯ Fantasy ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Fantasy

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A/N: Something you must understand is that I am gay, and yes, I do like the beyblade boys in there normal ages, so thats how old they are.

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Mr.Dickonson placed the final dish on the table, “Alright, now all we need is Max, Tyson, would you go get him?”, asked Mr.Dickonson in his usual grand fatherly fashion.

Tyson rose from the small table, it was a large hallway, he began to walk.

On the unusually long walk, he began one of his favorite fantasies:

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Max's sweaty chest was hot against Tyson's warm, rough stomach.

He was moaning and groaning steamily, calling Tyson's name again and again as Tyson's powerful thrusts banged into him.

Everywhere they did it, on the floor, in the bed, on the wall, in the shower, on the counter, in a chair, on the stairs, everywhere they could think of.

Soon Tyson began to kiss Max. Nipping at his bottom lip, licking the top and dancing beautifully with Max's tongue.

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“Oh, yeah...”, muttered Tyson as he reached Max's door, snapping himself out of his fantasies.

“Knock, knock”, raped Tyson of the door, strange sighing noises were coming from the room.

“Max?”, called Tyson into the closed door, “Dinner.”

”Just a... Second”, came Max's reply, something was obviously up.

Tyson pushed the door open just a crack, then alittle more, and a little more until... Max was gripping his cock loudly, groaning in whispers as he did so.

“M-Max!?”, shouted Tyson in disbelief. Max was always the cutest, most innocent one, that was half the reason he hadn't made his move on Max yet.

“O-oh! Hey Tys...on, just thought... Id freshen up b-befor dinner.”, said Max through his catlike purring as he massaged his balls.

“Did I do that to you?”, nodded Max at Tyson's pants which seemed like they were gonna rip any second.

Tyson blushed.

“Oh, comon man, no need to feel embarrassed, I mean, Im the one masturbating here, remember?

Tyson giggled, that was true.

“Maybe we can help each other out. Your hard, Im hard, having sex wont make us gay.”, Tyson's entire world fell out of orbit. Max... was offering... Tyson... sex... Yup, he'd gone completely insane, but hey, any dramatic and slightly creepy insanity trip involving his and Max having sex with each other was worth taking advantage of.

Tyson bent down infront Max's cock, preparing to lick when Max said, “No, not that way, the other way, but first we gotta lube you up.”, Tyson became slightly confused, lube? How long had Max been doing this?

Max signaled for Tyson to come over to his face.

He began to seductively unzip Tyson's fly, only feeding Tyson's sized erection as it sprang from its confines.

With no warning at all Max submerged the whole thing within his mouth. (Six inches.)

It was enough to make Tyson scream, or atleast shouted which made it a good thing they were so far from the dining room.

Soon shock subsided and was replaced by pure pleasure. Wave after hard-hitting wave washed violently over him, radiating from his crotch all the way to his toes and all the way up to his hair.

Tyson could feel... Something, closing in on him, something scary and big, a pressure building up in his navel.

But then Max stopped, “Slick enough”, he said.

Tyson struggled to get his bearings back again as Max positioned himself for maximum pleasure.

“What do I do now?”, asked Tyson, surely he didn't have to put it in Max's... well, you know.

“Just put it in.”, smiled Max.

Tyson's head said no, but his crotch said yes, and without warning he thrust in.

Then, running on guesses, he pushed a tiny bit deeper, sliding in the last three inches of his cock.

Soon Tyson's boyhood was submerged in Max once again, being hugged by the tight confines of his ass.

A few seconds later it came to his attention that Max was yelling, moaning here and there.

Tyson bent down to Max's face, he seemed so off in the distance, like he was just watching from the sidelines.

But the pleasure was still there.

Tyson out of nowhere began kissing lovingly Max, forcefully at first, but soon letting Max take over in the graceful dance of toungs.

“Hold on”, Tyson whispered to Max through the kiss. He hoisted Max up into the air, having him wrap his arms under Tyson's armpits and wrapping his legs around Tyson's waist.

He could feel his legs start to give way a the pleasure built up, but he continued to rock his hips back and fourth hypnotically inside Max.

Legs failing him, he crashed against the wall, Max's back to it, making it easier for him to thrust.

An unexpected shower of smooth white pearl cum coated Tyson's chest and even his face.

Max began to lick off his soft white boy juice, slowly running his tongue slowly across the streaks of liquid.

It was then Tyson realized he was cumming at that moment. He felt the warm substance leave his cock, running down Max's ass and don't his own leg though he continued to thrust.

Each time he did the seemingly endless feeling of his orgasm seemed to increase until he finally could take it no more.

With a loud scream he collapsed onto the floor, still inside of Max, who slid down the wall with Tyson still in him.

“That was f-fun...”, said Tyson in his usual fun loving tone.

“I love you Tyson...”, Max said, kissing Tyson on the cheek.

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`Where are those two?', Rei thought to himself as he walked down the long hallway.

He put an ear up to Max's door, he heard moaning.

`Well finally, I ws wondering when they'd fall for each other.', though Rei again, `this means I get Kai all to myself'.