Code Lyoko Fan Fiction ❯ It All Started with a Simple Game of Spin the Bottle ❯ One-Shot
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: D-Reaper Originalle 
Odd actually kissed him! In front of everyone! What's worse, he can't stop thinking about getting another taste of those lips...
Anime/Manga: Code Lyoko Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.01.2010 | Updated On: 04.01.2010 | Pages: 8 | Words: 6.3K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
Odd actually kissed him! In front of everyone! What's worse, he can't stop thinking about getting another taste of those lips...
Anime/Manga: Code Lyoko Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.01.2010 | Updated On: 04.01.2010 | Pages: 8 | Words: 6.3K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Code Lyoko is property of MoonScoop / France 3 / Canal J. I make no profit from this fic,
whose idea is a D-Reaper Originalle original. It is also posted at Y! Gallery under DeeReaper, also
me. According to the canon, the characters used are at the Age of Consent, as stipulated my mmorg
regulations.
"I cant believe he did that!"
"Well, his name is Odd..."
The bottle pointed to Ulrich. Cissys arms were flung around his neck. But she wasnt the
one kissing him. Odds mouth lingered against Ulrichs momentarily as one or two girls
squealed happily. Most of the guys watched them with mild revulsion. And Cissy had a front-
row view, peering over Ulrich's shoulder with an outraged expression on her face and a tiny
rivulet of blood seeping from her nose.
"Aw, dont look at me like that! You put Ulrich there- it could have been your kiss if you
werent such a flirt! Ironic, huh?"
And she had put Ulrich there. Hed wandered into the rec. room, where a group of the older
students had found an empty bottle and snuck the lights down low. As soon as Cissy had seen
him she leaped from the circle and dragged Ulrich over. She didnt have the foresight to
place him where she could land the bottle on him; she glommed onto his back as she forced
him to share her spot. And as soon as she settled behind him, Odds spin stopped squarely on
the brown-haired boy.
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"I cant believe you actually kissed me, Odd!" Ulrich paced feverishly across the floor of
their room. Odd grinned from his bed, not the least bit bothered by the sour look on his
roommates face. "The guys were all looking at us funny today. And now Cissy just stares at
me with this creepy expression. I liked it better when she was just plain old annoying!"
"Lifes more fun if you arent always worried about that other people think of you. Besides,
the guys made Juliet kiss Emily- its only fair to give the ladies a little entertainment as well!
And the game was getting dull anyway."
"You kissed me- I cant believe you kissed me. In front of all those people!"
Odd sighed. Ulrichs thoughts tended to get circular once he got hung up on something. "On
that note," Odd wanted to try to break the cycle before it got too boring, "you need to work
on your technique- you kiss like a dead fish!"
"What?"
"Yeah, a cold, dead mackerel! If thats how you kiss Yumi then no wonder your relationships
not going anywhere! You need to work on that." Ulrich had grown still; Odd had hit a
sensitive topic. "Now dont get like that! I didnt bring it up to make fun of you- I brought it
up ,,cuz I want to help," Odd declared sunnily.
"...Just how do you plan to do that?" Ulrich had stopped pacing to glare at Odd with his arms
folded crossly.
"Well, like I said, you need to practice," Odd began.
"What, you mean like on my hand or something?"
"No, thats no good. You need another set of lips." "Shes not gonna buy that! You trying to
help me get a black eye?"
"Well, I didnt mean Yumis lips." Odd glanced at Ulrich coyly from his bed, "Youve got a
pair right here if youre interested."
Ulrich stared at Odd in wide-eyed shock. "So you wanna kiss me again?"
"I dont necessarily want to; Im just trying to help you out. I mean, this way I could instruct
you directly, you know? I wouldnt tell anyone, of course. And wouldnt you love to get tips
from the master?" Odd smirked confidently. The other boy stood pensively for a long
minute. From what hed heard from conversations among Odds many former girlfriends, he
was definitely a good kisser. But kissing another boy? Willingly?? He couldnt bear to think
about anyone finding out. But Odd said he wouldnt tell. He could trust Odd-- that was
key. Odd, his best friend, is willing to put himself in such an uncomfortable position just to
help Ulrich gain a bit of confidence. Who was Ulrich to turn that down?
"Alright Odd," Ulrich sat down on the edge of Odds bed, "teach me everything you know."
"Hey- slow down! Lets start with the basics. Like... when you kiss somebody, you want to
pucker up a bit. Not a big cartoon pucker, just enough to signal what you intend to do. Watch
what happens if I dont pucker up," Odd crawled over to his roommate, who had turned to
face him. He leaned relaxed lips into Ulrichs awkwardly. It didnt even feel like a kiss- just
an invasion of personal space.
"That sucked so badly I wouldnt even call that a kiss," Odd chuckled. "So you have to
pucker your lips just a little. Like this," Odd squeezed the brunettes cheeks in one hand
lightly to force him to mimic his own delicately puckered lips. "Now watch," Odd whispered
as he pressed their lips together again. He grinned as he brushed the other boys eyelids
down, "Sorry- for the most part you ought to close your eyes during a kiss!"
They continued to practice this closed-mouth kiss until Odd was satisfied that the other boy
at least understood the concept. Ulrich could feel his face burning as he kissed Odd. He felt
a little better when he noticed the heightened color in the other boys cheeks as well- at
least Odd was as uncomfortable as he was!
Soon, though, Odd began parting his lips slightly as he kissed Ulrich. This new, moist contact
started the heat creeping up the brown-haired boys neck. Ulrich noticed now that he could
smell the other boys scent. He felt the slick inside of his own lips slide alluringly against
Odds. The hand that wasnt supporting him lay in Ulrichs lap but now that Ulrich could feel
the heat beginning to collect under his collar, that hand itched to touch Odd. It wanted to...
pull him closer? "Ok, Odd, I think thats enough practice for now."
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Ms. Hertz wore an annoyed expression as she continued to call Ulrichs name. "Ulrich...
Ulrich.... Ulrich Stern! What is your problem today? You havent paid attention at all, have
you? No notes, and youre nowhere near the right page in the text. I... Are you ill, Ulrich? You
look a little red in the face."
"What? Sick? Umm, I dunno. I feel fine, Ms. Hertz," he was indeed flushed, and the glazed-
over look in his eyes could very well have been the mark of mere daydreaming but just as
easily could have been fever-daze. The headmaster always said better to be safe than sorry;
sorry ended in lawsuits.
"Go on to the infirmary, Ulrich. You dont look well." When he just sat there with an almost
visible question mark hovering above his head, Odd slammed his book shut. "Ill take him
town, Ms. Hertz! He shouldnt be alone in his condition. Dont worry, Ill take good care of my
pal Ulrich." Before she could protest, Odd had both of their bags packed and slung over his
thin shoulders.
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"Youre fine," the nurse said flatly as she crossed her arms. "Healthy as a horse. Did your
teacher really send you here?"
"Yes, maam."
"I swear theyre beginning to think of this place as a timeout corner or something. Look,
Ulrich, why dont you go back and try to make it through the rest of the period? If you begin
to feel strange then come back and rest on a cot. But I cant see anything wrong with you and
you have absolutely no symptoms. Of anything."
They didnt go back to class. There were only twenty minutes left in the period. Plus, that
wasnt one of the teachers best lectures anyway; if they missed something they could always
get notes from Jeremy.
"So where dyou wanna go?"
"Everyones supposed to be in class so we cant go stretch out on the lawn, huh?"
"To the room?"
"Lets."
The two snuck expertly from the academic quad to the dorms. Once in their room, the
blonde boy shrugged out of their book bags and flopped onto his bed. "Ive got to hand it to
Ms. Hertz- that was real cool of her. Ive never had a teacher help me get out of her own
class before. ...Ulrich! Whats the point of cutting if you just come here and crack open your
bio book, huh?"
"I guess, but theres nothing else to do so close to time for phys. ed. Unless you have a
suggestion."
"Well, instead of studying bio, maybe I could ,,tutor you some more?" Odd ventured.
Ulrich eyed the other queerly, although he had been inwardly hoping Odd would offer
again. That last session was what got him kicked out of class. He was in a daze because he
was deep in a daydream recollection of the encounter, reliving every kiss, every huskily-
whispered directive; his face was red because hed realized he was daydreaming about Odd-
and maybe liking it... No. He couldnt. Ulrich was well aware of the volatility of teenage
boys hormones. He wasnt hot for odd. The sensation of another set of lips on his own was
the trigger, like the caress of a perverted washcloth in the bath. Odd was doing him a favor
by letting Ulrich practice on him like this and if Ulrich got a rise from it, well that was a
totally unrelated perk. Good- now that thats settled...
Ulrich pushed his book aside, "If youre willing to put up with me, Id appreciate another
,,lesson, Odd."
"Oh I dont mind: youre a quick study," Odd sat down on the edge of the bunk beside its
owner. Ulrich supported himself on his hands, one on either side of the other boy. Slowly,
his head tilted, eyes shut, and cheeks rosy, Ulrich leaned toward Odds upturned face. Their
parted lips clung to each other and Ulrich felt the familiar heat rise from his collar, but this
time he didnt shy away from it. From the throaty little noise Odd made when the two broke
for air, he must have made a similar decision.
Ulrich had begun, with Odds instruction, to nibble on the blondes upper lip. He sucked it
softly before sliding his mouth over Odds again. The boy with the two-toned hair teased his
tongue across the others bottom lip. He obediently opened up and allowed Odd entry, but
even his tongue seemed shy and uncertain. Odd gently slid his tongue between the other
boys teeth. It came in contact with Ulrichs, which retreated like a clam but slowly, shyly,
came forth to inspect the tip of Odds. Odd let the other boy explore the new sensation
before breaking the kiss.
"Good, Ulrich, but this time," he murmured with his lips still centimeters from Ulrichs, "this
time try putting your tongue in my mouth."
"Just a minute. Ah- what should I be doing with my hands? I mean where do they go at this
point?" Ulrich pulled back enough to see his roommate, feeling only mildly imbecilic.
Odd smiled gently, his face aglow as he took Ulrichs chin in his hand, "Touching the face is
always romantic." He brought the brunette close enough for a quick smooch and then
cradled his high-boned cheek in the same hand. "It shows caring. Of course, if things are
getting hot and heavy..." Odd began to kiss him chastely. Then he angled his head and
parted his lips. As Ulrichs tongue slid past his, Odd snaked his hand up to dig long fingers
into his dark hair. "If things heat up, this position is an option, too."
"What about here?" Ulrich rested his hand on a slender shoulder as he kissed the corner of
Odds mouth. Odd nodded, "Good no-pressure zone. Unless youre pushing the other person
onto their back. Big no-no in general. Hold my hand." They continued kissing, Ulrich
supporting himself on one hand while the fingers of the other laced slowly with Odds.
"Thats a good place to keep your hands if you wanna come off as sensitive and romantic."
Ulrich panted against Odds smooth, talented lips, "What if I intend for things to heat up
later?" "Hand on the knee is the tasteful way," Odd whispered, trying hard to keep the
informed tone of a tutor as his tight purple jeans became increasingly uncomfortable. He bit
his lip as the other boys hand came to rest on his knee. Ulrich squeezed firmly as Odd began
to nurse his lips. The blonde boy planted a damp hand over Ulrichs.
"Its more urgent, almost ,,I need you now desperate if you put it up here," he slid the other
boys hand up his leg to his hip. Odd couldnt stop the shiver that crept up his spine when
Ulrich growled deep in his throat and pulled him closer with that strong hand, mouth still
pressed to the blondes. Odd brought unsteady hands up to grip the collar of Ulrichs
unbuttoned top shirt and he sighed when he heard the faint ring of the bells on the quad.
Ulrich pulled away hesitantly, "I guess class is over, huh? We- wed better get ready for
gym."
"You go on ahead, Ulrich. I need to, um, take... care of... something in here before
class." "Oh, ok. See you in fifteen then, Odd."
Ulrich, Odd noticed as he surreptitiously touched himself, left toward the bathroom instead
of the exit.
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The remainder of the week passed without much incident. The workload and number of
XANA-related excursions left the boys no time alone together except bedtime, and they
tacitly agreed that they needed every precious hour of sleep they could get. Friday evening,
however, was a different story altogether.
After dinner, students flooded the rec. room as always. This week, the upperclassmen
buzzed in excitement over a new program that the headmaster had implemented. As long as
they signed out when leaving and back in when returning, the school would allow them an
extended curfew and a choice of designated venues to visit. The headmasters daughter
further thrilled the masses- she was positive that this tiny crumb of freedom was just a taste
of what was to come. Soon the Kadic students would have free reign of the city- no more
pre-approved hangouts, maybe even the abolition of curfew! The thrilled upperclassmen,
excited to the point of frenzy with hope for the future, waded through pouting underclassmen
as they planned their nights.
"Ulrich! Where are you going, Ulrich-honey?" Cissy fluttered over to Ulrich, who was sitting
stoically on the couch with a couple of second-years. "Tonight I was hoping to go to the ice
cream shop and then the skating rink! Why dont you come along and be my escort, huh?"
"Nah, not tonight. With everyone gone I was just gonna crash on campus and have a quiet
night, yknow?"
Odd watched Cissy plead unsuccessfully with Ulrich, offering alternative destinations through
fluttering eyelashes. Odd himself was going to catch a movie with a group that night, but his
plans changed upon hearing Ulrichs- Space Cows 3 was a Saturday night movie anyway.
By 8:30, the others were all dressed and beginning to sign out. In the commotion, first Odd,
then Ulrich, slipped out and back to the room.
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"Odd? I thought youd have gone with Nicholas and the guys to see that cow movie- its been
out for almost a week and you havent seen it," Ulrich blinked in surprise when he opened the
door to find Odd fiddling with his stereo.
"Well sorry to disappoint you, but I kind of live here. You cant be too surprised to see me."
Ulrich came in and leaned against the door. He stood there momentarily, watching Odd bop
along to the music, singing quietly. "Whos that?" "Billy Crawford. Party for Two. My new
favorite song!"
"I think I actually like this one," Ulrich chuckled. Odd sang at him, unfazed, "Come and be
with me tonight~~~ I- I will wrap myself around you, there is nothing that I won't do, if
you'll come with me tonight~~~..."
"Nice, ahem, nice song..." Ulrich scratched the side of his neck awkwardly.
"Come on in and hang with me, bud. I dont bite!" Odd patted his bunk, grinning. "You
didnt answer me, Odd. How come you didnt go with the guys to see that movie? You were
just as excited as everyone else about the extended curfew," Ulrich fumbled under Odds
bunk for his comics box. "Its not like you to pass up something like this."
Ulrich was right: this was quite out of character. Odd Della Robbia didnt miss out on social
gatherings for anything. You cant make it to the carnival? Too bad- but hell find another
date. Trying to mess with his mind by standing him up at a party? Wont work- hes already
got a dance partner. You could decide not to go with him to any given engagement and hed
have 2-3 backups to replace you. And this was just his policy with girls! Generally, guys were
not on his radar as far as social companions were concerned. Yet here he was willingly sitting
out on a movie hed been dying to see, and for what?
"Cant a guy have some downtime without needing a written excuse? Why the third degree?
You expecting an ulterior motive?"
"Way to bite my head off, Odd- just trying to make conversation! Sometimes I wonder if
youve got all your marbles..." Ulrich disappeared into a graphic novel and Odd stared at the
ceiling as he hummed along to his CD. Once the awkwardness dissipated, Odd apologized,
"Hey, sorry for jumping down your throat. Im such a nincompoop. I passed on the movie to
hang with you and then I turn around and get on your case."
"Again, why would you do that? We live together. You and I could hang out any old day."
"Well, I kinda wanted to keep you company. I figured you might be lonely since Yumi couldnt
go out tonight."
"Haha! Odd, youre beginning to sound like Cissy!" Ulrich rode a peal of laughter until he
realized Odd wasnt onboard with him. "Hey Odd? Something wrong?"
The blonde hesitated before answering. "No, I was just thinking. Wondering what the girls
see in you. Not just Yumi and Cissy, either. Youre a hot topic among most of the girls.
Theyll go out with me but they, like, vie for you! The only thing keeping them away is the
fact that Yumi would probably beat up anyone but the headmasters daughter."
"Really?" Ulrich puzzled in stunned silence for a bit. "I never wouldve guessed... Well Im
gonna be insulted if you cant think of a good reason for girls to like me!"
"Well youre attractive, of course," Odd replied much too quickly, "I mean I guess. That has
to be it, because you dont have a reputation as a good kisser or a big spender or anything
like that."
"So thats all? Im nothing but a pretty face?" Ulrich teased. "No charm or witty sense of
humor or anything?"
"Well I think part of what makes you attractive is that you seem so well adjusted. Like you
dont really need anyone else to get along but the company you choose to keep. And you
dont bother with anyone you dont need. So to be invited into that group of people that you
do need is a big deal; a person chosen by Ulrich Stern can be sure they are wanted."
"In other words, I dont toy with peoples emotions like you do?"
"Ouch. Rather harsh, Ulrich. But to put it bluntly, yes."
"Wow. Thats quite a personality analysis. Howd you come up with this theory?"
"I dunno- I figured right away it couldnt be your romantic side they were after, so it had to
be something about that brooding personality of yours."
Ulrich chuckled as he went back to his novel. He flipped through the remainder of chapter 2
with minimal attention before setting the book politely on the floor beneath him. "Hey Odd,"
He lay on his side next to the other, "do you feel that way? Does it make you feel special that
I like to hang out with you?"
Odd nodded. He lay on his back, mere inches from Ulrich, but the boy with the brown hair
had to strain to hear his soft words over the music. "I actually based my little hypothesis on
my own feelings. I know sometimes I can be a bit obnoxious. And loud. And our personalities
kind of clash. Im also aware that you dont put up with things that grate on your nerves.
Thats why I dont understand why you seem to like me so much."
"Oh, Odd, you don't get on my nerves... much."
"No, let me finish, dude. Looking at things objectively, I could totally see a guy like you
walking away from a guy like me and avoiding his company indefinitely. Yet you choose to
keep me as one of your closest friends. I normally have to pursue relationships with other
people. Yet you of all people seeks out my company. It boggles my mind. Feeling special is an
understatement."
Ulrich was staring at the other with a gentle gaze and a small smirk when Odd glanced over at
him donning an embarrassed blush. "You probably didnt want to hear me spill my guts,
though, huh? Sorry, man, I dont know what my problem is---- Ulrich?"
The brunette had scooted closer during Odds monologue and leaned down to silence his self-
deprecation with a light kiss. "I had no idea our friendship meant so much to you!" Ulrich
smiled brightly before whispering, "If I kissed you, would it make things weird? I... Id like to
kiss you but this would be a stupid time to ruin our relationship."
"I already told you I dont mind you practicing on me. Its fine."
"No, Im not asking to practice with you. Im asking if youll let me kiss you. For real."
"You know it doesnt make much sense to ask permission after the fact," Odd smirked, his wit
returning.
"That peck was just to shut you up. I was asking for permission to do this," Ulrich turned the
other boys face with his fingers and gently rested his mouth on Odds. Once Ulrich broke the,
Odd smirked and wrapped an arm around Ulrichs shoulders as he murmured, "You have my
permission."
Ulrich was pulled back into a sweet kiss. He sighed through parted lips as he tilted his head
and brushed Odds mouth with his own. The blonde brought his other hand up to run gently
through Ulrichs short hair as the smack of the kiss releasing rose above a lull in the
music. The quieter boy placed a gentle hand on Odds cheek and ducked in for another
kiss. Both of them froze when they heard voices and footsteps approach, and then pass, their
door. Odd hopped off of the bed and quickly locked that door and turned to his roommate,
grinning, "Id rather not be stressing over whether or not someones gonna barge in on us,
you know? Now... where were we?" He sauntered back over to his bed and Ulrich playfully
yanked his friend on top of him. The brunette wrapped both arms around the slender body
straddling him. "What happened to shy, awkward Ulrich?" Odd giggled.
"He got over it, I suppose. Im still no Rico Suave, but Im comfortable enough with you that I
can do this," Ulrich pulled the blonde head down close to him and pressed their mouths
together again, letting is hands rest on purple-clad hips. Odd elicited a surprised ,,oh! from
Ulrich when he took to nipping at the side of his neck. His breath catching with each touch,
the brunette exploratively ran his hands down Odds hips. He didnt get a discouraging
reaction; on the contrary, the little giggle and wiggle he got encouraged him to try it
again. When he got brave enough to grab Odds behind and give him a little squeeze, Odd
gave a quiet moan against the others ear that made Ulrich shudder.
"Odd!" Ulrichs entire body jerked when the blonde rocked against Ulrichs hard-on with his
own crotch. Unsure of where the boundaries currently lay, Odd was skittish as a
rabbit. When the brown-haired boy called his name so suddenly, Odd started violently and
shot up with a distressed look on his flushed face. "Im sorry, Ulrich, I-- I-- I" He began a
stuttering apology but the other interrupted him.
"No, dont be sorry. I... liked it. And... Id like you to do it again, actually." When Odd finally
began breathing again, he released a sigh of relief, his gangly hand covering his chest. Ulrich
sat up, Odd still straddling his lap. He hooked fingers into the blondes belt loops as he kissed
him deeply. "Do it again. That felt really good, Odd."
Odd smiled into the kiss, "I know." As Odd parted his lips against his roommates he ground
his bottom against his arousal. The noises coming from Ulrich as he clutched and groped at
Odd made the blonde whimper and scoot close enough so that his own hardness could slide up
and down Ulrichs firm stomach as he moved.
Suddenly, Ulrich hugged the thin boy to himself tightly, his cheeks flushed more deeply than
ever. "H-hold it, Odd. Thats all I can take. I dont wanna- you know- finish... in my pants."
"You were about to... oh wow," Odd moaned as he ground himself against Ulrichs chest
slowly. He bit his lip as a drop of sweat rolled down his temple. He opened his eyes, panting,
"If you dont want to cum in your clothes, you should take them off, huh?" Ulrich stared up at
him in wide-eyed shock as Odd pushed the overshirt from the other boys shoulders.
"Will you take yours off, Odd?" The boy with the two-toned hair shook his head. "I wont. I
want to you take off my clothes. Since Im gonna undress you and all, that is. You dont mind,
do you?" "Heck no," Ulrich snatched the others little vest off and flung it. He lifted the
leftover shirt with more reverence, running his fingers over the creamy skin he exposed,
kissing at times. Then he began rubbing slowly on Odds nipples with his thumbs, alternating
between touching softly and massaging with more pressure. He even flicked the hardening
pink nubs with his thumbnails a couple of times.
Odd generally only thought of girls nipples, but with Ulrich playing his like an accomplished
musician, he realized that particular body part was equal opportunity as far as eroticism
went. The brunettes surprising talent made Odds spine tingle deliciously. And the sight of
Ulrichs large, rough hands pleasuring him made Odd physically hot. He arched sharply into
Ulrich with an aroused cry when the brunettes pink tongue stroked one awakened bud.
"Mmmh... how did you get so good at that?"
"You like it, then?"
"Ooh, yeah!" Odd moaned as Ulrich swirled his tongue around the other nipple.
Odd reached down and tugged Ulrichs t-shirt up and off. He savored the feeling of the
others warm, smooth skin as he slowly ran his hands across Ulrichs collarbone and out to his
shoulders. "Ive always wanted to do this," he grinned as he pushed Ulrich onto his back and
began tracing the lines of the brunettes lean muscles with his fingertips.
"A-always, huh?" Ulrich jumped with each feather-soft touch. "Well, not always. But for
quite awhile." Odd leaned in and buried his face in the other boys chest, breathing deeply
of his scent. He kissed his way down to Ulrichs stomach. There he stayed, touching and
kissing at that set of abs hed been admiring for so long.
"Oooodd~" the blonde could feel Ulrichs stiff cock throbbing against his chest. He scooted
up once more so that he was face-to-face with Ulrich. He continued to gaze into dark eyes as
he unbuttoned, then unzipped Ulrichs pants. The brown haired boy began to pant like a
marathon runner when slender fingers coaxed out his member.
"Heh, this is a side of you Ive never seen," Odd peered between their bodies, watching his
hand explore the length of Ulrichs oozing arousal. To Ulrichs chagrin, Odd moved to
completely remove his pants.
Making the best of the situation, however, Ulrich sat up and undid the others jeans. Odd
quickly kicked off his pants and shorts. And finally the two sat before one another, each
seeing the other fully exposed for the first time.
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"Umm- what now?" Ulrich asked sheepishly once hed gotten his fill of simply staring.
"I... Im not sure. What do you wanna do, Ulrich?"
"What? Youre supposed to be the expert here!"
"Well Ive never gone this far- especially not with another guy!" Odd whispered indignantly.
"Yeah... I dont wanna do anything hasty in the heat of the moment. But this would be a
stupid way to end things. Tell you what: why dont you come get back on my lap like you
were before and well see what happens?"
The awkwardness had begun to wilt Odds erection but Ulrichs suggestion quickly put him
back in the mood. Curious to see how this would end up, the blonde boy moved to straddle
the other once more. Odd maneuvered gingerly against the other boy, afraid of what too
much contact with his dreamy roommate would do to his overheated body. His careful
movements made for insanely teasing caresses against his partner. Ulrich clenched his fists in
the sheets to keep himself sane as satiny palms ran up his arms to his shoulders. He
swallowed hard against the feeling of supple inner thighs brushing up his legs. Ulrich shut his
eyes and had to clench his teeth to control himself because he couldnt bear the sight of
Odds sac dragging velvety weight up to his crotch.
Ulrich couldnt help but groan aloud from the sensation of Odds nude body on his lap. The
blondes fair skin glowed and the length of his body was taught with excitement. Odds
foreskin had retracted and the glistening pink head of his dick presented itself to him when
he glanced downward.
Of course he was drawn to it. It looked so explicitly erotic standing exposed between Odds
parted legs. Yet there was a delicate, almost pristine quality to it. Ulrich grasped the
blondes cock at the base and stroked upward, massaging Odds length with its own
foreskin. From Odd came a pleasured yowl, truncated by a gasping breath. The brunette
only had time for about three pumps before Odd shakily thrust away his hand.
"I dont want to cum yet," he spoke softly as he reached down and squeezed Ulrichs tip
between his thumb and forefinger. He rolled it until it began to weep. Then he planted his
hand at the base of Ulrichs erection.
"Odd!" Hed begun to move it around slowly, like a joystick, eyeing it lewdly. "Bear with
me," he purred as he teased his finger around Ulrichs foreskin and down the center of his sac,
"How often do I get to play with your junk?"
Ulrich moaned softly as he leaned back on his elbows, shivering at Odds play. His toes curled
and his jaw dropped when Odd squeezed their erections together in his slick fist. He took one
of Ulrichs hands and put it between them as well. "Stroke," he ordered.
His mouth still agape, Ulrichs eyes rolled back as he and Odd thrusted into their pumping
hands. "Ulrich..." Odd leaned forward on his free hand, resting his head in the crook of the
others neck before stiffening with a quavering moan. Seconds later Ulrich felt warm
stickiness spill over his hand. The feeling of Odds member pulsing against his own and the
blonde gasping into his ear pushed Ulrich over the edge. He came quietly, panting against the
others neck.
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Odd removed his shaking hand and relaxed against Ulrich, who was in no mood to support two
peoples weight. He collapsed, wrapping his arms around the flushed body on top of him,
bucking against the occasional aftershock. "Now arent you glad I didnt go to the movies?"
Odd joked when he had caught his breath.
"Hey Odd? This is gonna change our relationship, isnt it?"
"Do we have to do this now, Ulrich?" Odd sighed. He was still enjoying the mutual afterglow.
"I cant get comfortable until I know where we stand."
"Well, as much as I like you, I think it would rock too many worlds if we started going out.
Plus, I like breasts. I really, really, really like breasts, Ulrich."
"Im kinda glad to hear that. Because I didnt plan on giving up on Yumi," Ulrich declared
while cradling his roomies naked body. He added, "But we cant deny theres some
attraction here. What do we do with this?"
"We can do one of two things. We can never speak of this after tonight and pretend nothing
ever happened, or we can go the route I was kind of aiming for and become... friends with
benefits."
"Sex buddies?"
"No! I chose my words carefully for once, Ulrich! I dont want us to deteriorate into that- sex
buddies seems like Id just call you up for a booty call. Were closer than that- and I wanna
keep it that way. Im hoping we can remain pals and keep this... undercover bonding as a
secret dimension of our friendship, you know? Thats if youd want to continue doing this, of
course."
Ulrich was starting to get hard again remembering the ,,this that theyd done. "Tonight was
amazing. If we could keep our outside lives the same and keep doing this... wow. Lets give it
a try."
"Great!" Odd kissed the other on his cheek. From the ground came a trilling sound.
"Got a text," Ulrich grunted as Odd reached to the floor to fish the brunettes phone from his
pants.
"Who is it?" asked Odd, handing it to the boy beneath him. Ulrich snickered, "Its Cissy- look
at this text- you have to help me come up with a comeback!" He turned the phone to Odd: U
n Odd r rly missing out. 2 bad u didn't cum!! <3
whose idea is a D-Reaper Originalle original. It is also posted at Y! Gallery under DeeReaper, also
me. According to the canon, the characters used are at the Age of Consent, as stipulated my mmorg
regulations.
"I cant believe he did that!"
"Well, his name is Odd..."
The bottle pointed to Ulrich. Cissys arms were flung around his neck. But she wasnt the
one kissing him. Odds mouth lingered against Ulrichs momentarily as one or two girls
squealed happily. Most of the guys watched them with mild revulsion. And Cissy had a front-
row view, peering over Ulrich's shoulder with an outraged expression on her face and a tiny
rivulet of blood seeping from her nose.
"Aw, dont look at me like that! You put Ulrich there- it could have been your kiss if you
werent such a flirt! Ironic, huh?"
And she had put Ulrich there. Hed wandered into the rec. room, where a group of the older
students had found an empty bottle and snuck the lights down low. As soon as Cissy had seen
him she leaped from the circle and dragged Ulrich over. She didnt have the foresight to
place him where she could land the bottle on him; she glommed onto his back as she forced
him to share her spot. And as soon as she settled behind him, Odds spin stopped squarely on
the brown-haired boy.
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"I cant believe you actually kissed me, Odd!" Ulrich paced feverishly across the floor of
their room. Odd grinned from his bed, not the least bit bothered by the sour look on his
roommates face. "The guys were all looking at us funny today. And now Cissy just stares at
me with this creepy expression. I liked it better when she was just plain old annoying!"
"Lifes more fun if you arent always worried about that other people think of you. Besides,
the guys made Juliet kiss Emily- its only fair to give the ladies a little entertainment as well!
And the game was getting dull anyway."
"You kissed me- I cant believe you kissed me. In front of all those people!"
Odd sighed. Ulrichs thoughts tended to get circular once he got hung up on something. "On
that note," Odd wanted to try to break the cycle before it got too boring, "you need to work
on your technique- you kiss like a dead fish!"
"What?"
"Yeah, a cold, dead mackerel! If thats how you kiss Yumi then no wonder your relationships
not going anywhere! You need to work on that." Ulrich had grown still; Odd had hit a
sensitive topic. "Now dont get like that! I didnt bring it up to make fun of you- I brought it
up ,,cuz I want to help," Odd declared sunnily.
"...Just how do you plan to do that?" Ulrich had stopped pacing to glare at Odd with his arms
folded crossly.
"Well, like I said, you need to practice," Odd began.
"What, you mean like on my hand or something?"
"No, thats no good. You need another set of lips." "Shes not gonna buy that! You trying to
help me get a black eye?"
"Well, I didnt mean Yumis lips." Odd glanced at Ulrich coyly from his bed, "Youve got a
pair right here if youre interested."
Ulrich stared at Odd in wide-eyed shock. "So you wanna kiss me again?"
"I dont necessarily want to; Im just trying to help you out. I mean, this way I could instruct
you directly, you know? I wouldnt tell anyone, of course. And wouldnt you love to get tips
from the master?" Odd smirked confidently. The other boy stood pensively for a long
minute. From what hed heard from conversations among Odds many former girlfriends, he
was definitely a good kisser. But kissing another boy? Willingly?? He couldnt bear to think
about anyone finding out. But Odd said he wouldnt tell. He could trust Odd-- that was
key. Odd, his best friend, is willing to put himself in such an uncomfortable position just to
help Ulrich gain a bit of confidence. Who was Ulrich to turn that down?
"Alright Odd," Ulrich sat down on the edge of Odds bed, "teach me everything you know."
"Hey- slow down! Lets start with the basics. Like... when you kiss somebody, you want to
pucker up a bit. Not a big cartoon pucker, just enough to signal what you intend to do. Watch
what happens if I dont pucker up," Odd crawled over to his roommate, who had turned to
face him. He leaned relaxed lips into Ulrichs awkwardly. It didnt even feel like a kiss- just
an invasion of personal space.
"That sucked so badly I wouldnt even call that a kiss," Odd chuckled. "So you have to
pucker your lips just a little. Like this," Odd squeezed the brunettes cheeks in one hand
lightly to force him to mimic his own delicately puckered lips. "Now watch," Odd whispered
as he pressed their lips together again. He grinned as he brushed the other boys eyelids
down, "Sorry- for the most part you ought to close your eyes during a kiss!"
They continued to practice this closed-mouth kiss until Odd was satisfied that the other boy
at least understood the concept. Ulrich could feel his face burning as he kissed Odd. He felt
a little better when he noticed the heightened color in the other boys cheeks as well- at
least Odd was as uncomfortable as he was!
Soon, though, Odd began parting his lips slightly as he kissed Ulrich. This new, moist contact
started the heat creeping up the brown-haired boys neck. Ulrich noticed now that he could
smell the other boys scent. He felt the slick inside of his own lips slide alluringly against
Odds. The hand that wasnt supporting him lay in Ulrichs lap but now that Ulrich could feel
the heat beginning to collect under his collar, that hand itched to touch Odd. It wanted to...
pull him closer? "Ok, Odd, I think thats enough practice for now."
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Ms. Hertz wore an annoyed expression as she continued to call Ulrichs name. "Ulrich...
Ulrich.... Ulrich Stern! What is your problem today? You havent paid attention at all, have
you? No notes, and youre nowhere near the right page in the text. I... Are you ill, Ulrich? You
look a little red in the face."
"What? Sick? Umm, I dunno. I feel fine, Ms. Hertz," he was indeed flushed, and the glazed-
over look in his eyes could very well have been the mark of mere daydreaming but just as
easily could have been fever-daze. The headmaster always said better to be safe than sorry;
sorry ended in lawsuits.
"Go on to the infirmary, Ulrich. You dont look well." When he just sat there with an almost
visible question mark hovering above his head, Odd slammed his book shut. "Ill take him
town, Ms. Hertz! He shouldnt be alone in his condition. Dont worry, Ill take good care of my
pal Ulrich." Before she could protest, Odd had both of their bags packed and slung over his
thin shoulders.
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"Youre fine," the nurse said flatly as she crossed her arms. "Healthy as a horse. Did your
teacher really send you here?"
"Yes, maam."
"I swear theyre beginning to think of this place as a timeout corner or something. Look,
Ulrich, why dont you go back and try to make it through the rest of the period? If you begin
to feel strange then come back and rest on a cot. But I cant see anything wrong with you and
you have absolutely no symptoms. Of anything."
They didnt go back to class. There were only twenty minutes left in the period. Plus, that
wasnt one of the teachers best lectures anyway; if they missed something they could always
get notes from Jeremy.
"So where dyou wanna go?"
"Everyones supposed to be in class so we cant go stretch out on the lawn, huh?"
"To the room?"
"Lets."
The two snuck expertly from the academic quad to the dorms. Once in their room, the
blonde boy shrugged out of their book bags and flopped onto his bed. "Ive got to hand it to
Ms. Hertz- that was real cool of her. Ive never had a teacher help me get out of her own
class before. ...Ulrich! Whats the point of cutting if you just come here and crack open your
bio book, huh?"
"I guess, but theres nothing else to do so close to time for phys. ed. Unless you have a
suggestion."
"Well, instead of studying bio, maybe I could ,,tutor you some more?" Odd ventured.
Ulrich eyed the other queerly, although he had been inwardly hoping Odd would offer
again. That last session was what got him kicked out of class. He was in a daze because he
was deep in a daydream recollection of the encounter, reliving every kiss, every huskily-
whispered directive; his face was red because hed realized he was daydreaming about Odd-
and maybe liking it... No. He couldnt. Ulrich was well aware of the volatility of teenage
boys hormones. He wasnt hot for odd. The sensation of another set of lips on his own was
the trigger, like the caress of a perverted washcloth in the bath. Odd was doing him a favor
by letting Ulrich practice on him like this and if Ulrich got a rise from it, well that was a
totally unrelated perk. Good- now that thats settled...
Ulrich pushed his book aside, "If youre willing to put up with me, Id appreciate another
,,lesson, Odd."
"Oh I dont mind: youre a quick study," Odd sat down on the edge of the bunk beside its
owner. Ulrich supported himself on his hands, one on either side of the other boy. Slowly,
his head tilted, eyes shut, and cheeks rosy, Ulrich leaned toward Odds upturned face. Their
parted lips clung to each other and Ulrich felt the familiar heat rise from his collar, but this
time he didnt shy away from it. From the throaty little noise Odd made when the two broke
for air, he must have made a similar decision.
Ulrich had begun, with Odds instruction, to nibble on the blondes upper lip. He sucked it
softly before sliding his mouth over Odds again. The boy with the two-toned hair teased his
tongue across the others bottom lip. He obediently opened up and allowed Odd entry, but
even his tongue seemed shy and uncertain. Odd gently slid his tongue between the other
boys teeth. It came in contact with Ulrichs, which retreated like a clam but slowly, shyly,
came forth to inspect the tip of Odds. Odd let the other boy explore the new sensation
before breaking the kiss.
"Good, Ulrich, but this time," he murmured with his lips still centimeters from Ulrichs, "this
time try putting your tongue in my mouth."
"Just a minute. Ah- what should I be doing with my hands? I mean where do they go at this
point?" Ulrich pulled back enough to see his roommate, feeling only mildly imbecilic.
Odd smiled gently, his face aglow as he took Ulrichs chin in his hand, "Touching the face is
always romantic." He brought the brunette close enough for a quick smooch and then
cradled his high-boned cheek in the same hand. "It shows caring. Of course, if things are
getting hot and heavy..." Odd began to kiss him chastely. Then he angled his head and
parted his lips. As Ulrichs tongue slid past his, Odd snaked his hand up to dig long fingers
into his dark hair. "If things heat up, this position is an option, too."
"What about here?" Ulrich rested his hand on a slender shoulder as he kissed the corner of
Odds mouth. Odd nodded, "Good no-pressure zone. Unless youre pushing the other person
onto their back. Big no-no in general. Hold my hand." They continued kissing, Ulrich
supporting himself on one hand while the fingers of the other laced slowly with Odds.
"Thats a good place to keep your hands if you wanna come off as sensitive and romantic."
Ulrich panted against Odds smooth, talented lips, "What if I intend for things to heat up
later?" "Hand on the knee is the tasteful way," Odd whispered, trying hard to keep the
informed tone of a tutor as his tight purple jeans became increasingly uncomfortable. He bit
his lip as the other boys hand came to rest on his knee. Ulrich squeezed firmly as Odd began
to nurse his lips. The blonde boy planted a damp hand over Ulrichs.
"Its more urgent, almost ,,I need you now desperate if you put it up here," he slid the other
boys hand up his leg to his hip. Odd couldnt stop the shiver that crept up his spine when
Ulrich growled deep in his throat and pulled him closer with that strong hand, mouth still
pressed to the blondes. Odd brought unsteady hands up to grip the collar of Ulrichs
unbuttoned top shirt and he sighed when he heard the faint ring of the bells on the quad.
Ulrich pulled away hesitantly, "I guess class is over, huh? We- wed better get ready for
gym."
"You go on ahead, Ulrich. I need to, um, take... care of... something in here before
class." "Oh, ok. See you in fifteen then, Odd."
Ulrich, Odd noticed as he surreptitiously touched himself, left toward the bathroom instead
of the exit.
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The remainder of the week passed without much incident. The workload and number of
XANA-related excursions left the boys no time alone together except bedtime, and they
tacitly agreed that they needed every precious hour of sleep they could get. Friday evening,
however, was a different story altogether.
After dinner, students flooded the rec. room as always. This week, the upperclassmen
buzzed in excitement over a new program that the headmaster had implemented. As long as
they signed out when leaving and back in when returning, the school would allow them an
extended curfew and a choice of designated venues to visit. The headmasters daughter
further thrilled the masses- she was positive that this tiny crumb of freedom was just a taste
of what was to come. Soon the Kadic students would have free reign of the city- no more
pre-approved hangouts, maybe even the abolition of curfew! The thrilled upperclassmen,
excited to the point of frenzy with hope for the future, waded through pouting underclassmen
as they planned their nights.
"Ulrich! Where are you going, Ulrich-honey?" Cissy fluttered over to Ulrich, who was sitting
stoically on the couch with a couple of second-years. "Tonight I was hoping to go to the ice
cream shop and then the skating rink! Why dont you come along and be my escort, huh?"
"Nah, not tonight. With everyone gone I was just gonna crash on campus and have a quiet
night, yknow?"
Odd watched Cissy plead unsuccessfully with Ulrich, offering alternative destinations through
fluttering eyelashes. Odd himself was going to catch a movie with a group that night, but his
plans changed upon hearing Ulrichs- Space Cows 3 was a Saturday night movie anyway.
By 8:30, the others were all dressed and beginning to sign out. In the commotion, first Odd,
then Ulrich, slipped out and back to the room.
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"Odd? I thought youd have gone with Nicholas and the guys to see that cow movie- its been
out for almost a week and you havent seen it," Ulrich blinked in surprise when he opened the
door to find Odd fiddling with his stereo.
"Well sorry to disappoint you, but I kind of live here. You cant be too surprised to see me."
Ulrich came in and leaned against the door. He stood there momentarily, watching Odd bop
along to the music, singing quietly. "Whos that?" "Billy Crawford. Party for Two. My new
favorite song!"
"I think I actually like this one," Ulrich chuckled. Odd sang at him, unfazed, "Come and be
with me tonight~~~ I- I will wrap myself around you, there is nothing that I won't do, if
you'll come with me tonight~~~..."
"Nice, ahem, nice song..." Ulrich scratched the side of his neck awkwardly.
"Come on in and hang with me, bud. I dont bite!" Odd patted his bunk, grinning. "You
didnt answer me, Odd. How come you didnt go with the guys to see that movie? You were
just as excited as everyone else about the extended curfew," Ulrich fumbled under Odds
bunk for his comics box. "Its not like you to pass up something like this."
Ulrich was right: this was quite out of character. Odd Della Robbia didnt miss out on social
gatherings for anything. You cant make it to the carnival? Too bad- but hell find another
date. Trying to mess with his mind by standing him up at a party? Wont work- hes already
got a dance partner. You could decide not to go with him to any given engagement and hed
have 2-3 backups to replace you. And this was just his policy with girls! Generally, guys were
not on his radar as far as social companions were concerned. Yet here he was willingly sitting
out on a movie hed been dying to see, and for what?
"Cant a guy have some downtime without needing a written excuse? Why the third degree?
You expecting an ulterior motive?"
"Way to bite my head off, Odd- just trying to make conversation! Sometimes I wonder if
youve got all your marbles..." Ulrich disappeared into a graphic novel and Odd stared at the
ceiling as he hummed along to his CD. Once the awkwardness dissipated, Odd apologized,
"Hey, sorry for jumping down your throat. Im such a nincompoop. I passed on the movie to
hang with you and then I turn around and get on your case."
"Again, why would you do that? We live together. You and I could hang out any old day."
"Well, I kinda wanted to keep you company. I figured you might be lonely since Yumi couldnt
go out tonight."
"Haha! Odd, youre beginning to sound like Cissy!" Ulrich rode a peal of laughter until he
realized Odd wasnt onboard with him. "Hey Odd? Something wrong?"
The blonde hesitated before answering. "No, I was just thinking. Wondering what the girls
see in you. Not just Yumi and Cissy, either. Youre a hot topic among most of the girls.
Theyll go out with me but they, like, vie for you! The only thing keeping them away is the
fact that Yumi would probably beat up anyone but the headmasters daughter."
"Really?" Ulrich puzzled in stunned silence for a bit. "I never wouldve guessed... Well Im
gonna be insulted if you cant think of a good reason for girls to like me!"
"Well youre attractive, of course," Odd replied much too quickly, "I mean I guess. That has
to be it, because you dont have a reputation as a good kisser or a big spender or anything
like that."
"So thats all? Im nothing but a pretty face?" Ulrich teased. "No charm or witty sense of
humor or anything?"
"Well I think part of what makes you attractive is that you seem so well adjusted. Like you
dont really need anyone else to get along but the company you choose to keep. And you
dont bother with anyone you dont need. So to be invited into that group of people that you
do need is a big deal; a person chosen by Ulrich Stern can be sure they are wanted."
"In other words, I dont toy with peoples emotions like you do?"
"Ouch. Rather harsh, Ulrich. But to put it bluntly, yes."
"Wow. Thats quite a personality analysis. Howd you come up with this theory?"
"I dunno- I figured right away it couldnt be your romantic side they were after, so it had to
be something about that brooding personality of yours."
Ulrich chuckled as he went back to his novel. He flipped through the remainder of chapter 2
with minimal attention before setting the book politely on the floor beneath him. "Hey Odd,"
He lay on his side next to the other, "do you feel that way? Does it make you feel special that
I like to hang out with you?"
Odd nodded. He lay on his back, mere inches from Ulrich, but the boy with the brown hair
had to strain to hear his soft words over the music. "I actually based my little hypothesis on
my own feelings. I know sometimes I can be a bit obnoxious. And loud. And our personalities
kind of clash. Im also aware that you dont put up with things that grate on your nerves.
Thats why I dont understand why you seem to like me so much."
"Oh, Odd, you don't get on my nerves... much."
"No, let me finish, dude. Looking at things objectively, I could totally see a guy like you
walking away from a guy like me and avoiding his company indefinitely. Yet you choose to
keep me as one of your closest friends. I normally have to pursue relationships with other
people. Yet you of all people seeks out my company. It boggles my mind. Feeling special is an
understatement."
Ulrich was staring at the other with a gentle gaze and a small smirk when Odd glanced over at
him donning an embarrassed blush. "You probably didnt want to hear me spill my guts,
though, huh? Sorry, man, I dont know what my problem is---- Ulrich?"
The brunette had scooted closer during Odds monologue and leaned down to silence his self-
deprecation with a light kiss. "I had no idea our friendship meant so much to you!" Ulrich
smiled brightly before whispering, "If I kissed you, would it make things weird? I... Id like to
kiss you but this would be a stupid time to ruin our relationship."
"I already told you I dont mind you practicing on me. Its fine."
"No, Im not asking to practice with you. Im asking if youll let me kiss you. For real."
"You know it doesnt make much sense to ask permission after the fact," Odd smirked, his wit
returning.
"That peck was just to shut you up. I was asking for permission to do this," Ulrich turned the
other boys face with his fingers and gently rested his mouth on Odds. Once Ulrich broke the,
Odd smirked and wrapped an arm around Ulrichs shoulders as he murmured, "You have my
permission."
Ulrich was pulled back into a sweet kiss. He sighed through parted lips as he tilted his head
and brushed Odds mouth with his own. The blonde brought his other hand up to run gently
through Ulrichs short hair as the smack of the kiss releasing rose above a lull in the
music. The quieter boy placed a gentle hand on Odds cheek and ducked in for another
kiss. Both of them froze when they heard voices and footsteps approach, and then pass, their
door. Odd hopped off of the bed and quickly locked that door and turned to his roommate,
grinning, "Id rather not be stressing over whether or not someones gonna barge in on us,
you know? Now... where were we?" He sauntered back over to his bed and Ulrich playfully
yanked his friend on top of him. The brunette wrapped both arms around the slender body
straddling him. "What happened to shy, awkward Ulrich?" Odd giggled.
"He got over it, I suppose. Im still no Rico Suave, but Im comfortable enough with you that I
can do this," Ulrich pulled the blonde head down close to him and pressed their mouths
together again, letting is hands rest on purple-clad hips. Odd elicited a surprised ,,oh! from
Ulrich when he took to nipping at the side of his neck. His breath catching with each touch,
the brunette exploratively ran his hands down Odds hips. He didnt get a discouraging
reaction; on the contrary, the little giggle and wiggle he got encouraged him to try it
again. When he got brave enough to grab Odds behind and give him a little squeeze, Odd
gave a quiet moan against the others ear that made Ulrich shudder.
"Odd!" Ulrichs entire body jerked when the blonde rocked against Ulrichs hard-on with his
own crotch. Unsure of where the boundaries currently lay, Odd was skittish as a
rabbit. When the brown-haired boy called his name so suddenly, Odd started violently and
shot up with a distressed look on his flushed face. "Im sorry, Ulrich, I-- I-- I" He began a
stuttering apology but the other interrupted him.
"No, dont be sorry. I... liked it. And... Id like you to do it again, actually." When Odd finally
began breathing again, he released a sigh of relief, his gangly hand covering his chest. Ulrich
sat up, Odd still straddling his lap. He hooked fingers into the blondes belt loops as he kissed
him deeply. "Do it again. That felt really good, Odd."
Odd smiled into the kiss, "I know." As Odd parted his lips against his roommates he ground
his bottom against his arousal. The noises coming from Ulrich as he clutched and groped at
Odd made the blonde whimper and scoot close enough so that his own hardness could slide up
and down Ulrichs firm stomach as he moved.
Suddenly, Ulrich hugged the thin boy to himself tightly, his cheeks flushed more deeply than
ever. "H-hold it, Odd. Thats all I can take. I dont wanna- you know- finish... in my pants."
"You were about to... oh wow," Odd moaned as he ground himself against Ulrichs chest
slowly. He bit his lip as a drop of sweat rolled down his temple. He opened his eyes, panting,
"If you dont want to cum in your clothes, you should take them off, huh?" Ulrich stared up at
him in wide-eyed shock as Odd pushed the overshirt from the other boys shoulders.
"Will you take yours off, Odd?" The boy with the two-toned hair shook his head. "I wont. I
want to you take off my clothes. Since Im gonna undress you and all, that is. You dont mind,
do you?" "Heck no," Ulrich snatched the others little vest off and flung it. He lifted the
leftover shirt with more reverence, running his fingers over the creamy skin he exposed,
kissing at times. Then he began rubbing slowly on Odds nipples with his thumbs, alternating
between touching softly and massaging with more pressure. He even flicked the hardening
pink nubs with his thumbnails a couple of times.
Odd generally only thought of girls nipples, but with Ulrich playing his like an accomplished
musician, he realized that particular body part was equal opportunity as far as eroticism
went. The brunettes surprising talent made Odds spine tingle deliciously. And the sight of
Ulrichs large, rough hands pleasuring him made Odd physically hot. He arched sharply into
Ulrich with an aroused cry when the brunettes pink tongue stroked one awakened bud.
"Mmmh... how did you get so good at that?"
"You like it, then?"
"Ooh, yeah!" Odd moaned as Ulrich swirled his tongue around the other nipple.
Odd reached down and tugged Ulrichs t-shirt up and off. He savored the feeling of the
others warm, smooth skin as he slowly ran his hands across Ulrichs collarbone and out to his
shoulders. "Ive always wanted to do this," he grinned as he pushed Ulrich onto his back and
began tracing the lines of the brunettes lean muscles with his fingertips.
"A-always, huh?" Ulrich jumped with each feather-soft touch. "Well, not always. But for
quite awhile." Odd leaned in and buried his face in the other boys chest, breathing deeply
of his scent. He kissed his way down to Ulrichs stomach. There he stayed, touching and
kissing at that set of abs hed been admiring for so long.
"Oooodd~" the blonde could feel Ulrichs stiff cock throbbing against his chest. He scooted
up once more so that he was face-to-face with Ulrich. He continued to gaze into dark eyes as
he unbuttoned, then unzipped Ulrichs pants. The brown haired boy began to pant like a
marathon runner when slender fingers coaxed out his member.
"Heh, this is a side of you Ive never seen," Odd peered between their bodies, watching his
hand explore the length of Ulrichs oozing arousal. To Ulrichs chagrin, Odd moved to
completely remove his pants.
Making the best of the situation, however, Ulrich sat up and undid the others jeans. Odd
quickly kicked off his pants and shorts. And finally the two sat before one another, each
seeing the other fully exposed for the first time.
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"Umm- what now?" Ulrich asked sheepishly once hed gotten his fill of simply staring.
"I... Im not sure. What do you wanna do, Ulrich?"
"What? Youre supposed to be the expert here!"
"Well Ive never gone this far- especially not with another guy!" Odd whispered indignantly.
"Yeah... I dont wanna do anything hasty in the heat of the moment. But this would be a
stupid way to end things. Tell you what: why dont you come get back on my lap like you
were before and well see what happens?"
The awkwardness had begun to wilt Odds erection but Ulrichs suggestion quickly put him
back in the mood. Curious to see how this would end up, the blonde boy moved to straddle
the other once more. Odd maneuvered gingerly against the other boy, afraid of what too
much contact with his dreamy roommate would do to his overheated body. His careful
movements made for insanely teasing caresses against his partner. Ulrich clenched his fists in
the sheets to keep himself sane as satiny palms ran up his arms to his shoulders. He
swallowed hard against the feeling of supple inner thighs brushing up his legs. Ulrich shut his
eyes and had to clench his teeth to control himself because he couldnt bear the sight of
Odds sac dragging velvety weight up to his crotch.
Ulrich couldnt help but groan aloud from the sensation of Odds nude body on his lap. The
blondes fair skin glowed and the length of his body was taught with excitement. Odds
foreskin had retracted and the glistening pink head of his dick presented itself to him when
he glanced downward.
Of course he was drawn to it. It looked so explicitly erotic standing exposed between Odds
parted legs. Yet there was a delicate, almost pristine quality to it. Ulrich grasped the
blondes cock at the base and stroked upward, massaging Odds length with its own
foreskin. From Odd came a pleasured yowl, truncated by a gasping breath. The brunette
only had time for about three pumps before Odd shakily thrust away his hand.
"I dont want to cum yet," he spoke softly as he reached down and squeezed Ulrichs tip
between his thumb and forefinger. He rolled it until it began to weep. Then he planted his
hand at the base of Ulrichs erection.
"Odd!" Hed begun to move it around slowly, like a joystick, eyeing it lewdly. "Bear with
me," he purred as he teased his finger around Ulrichs foreskin and down the center of his sac,
"How often do I get to play with your junk?"
Ulrich moaned softly as he leaned back on his elbows, shivering at Odds play. His toes curled
and his jaw dropped when Odd squeezed their erections together in his slick fist. He took one
of Ulrichs hands and put it between them as well. "Stroke," he ordered.
His mouth still agape, Ulrichs eyes rolled back as he and Odd thrusted into their pumping
hands. "Ulrich..." Odd leaned forward on his free hand, resting his head in the crook of the
others neck before stiffening with a quavering moan. Seconds later Ulrich felt warm
stickiness spill over his hand. The feeling of Odds member pulsing against his own and the
blonde gasping into his ear pushed Ulrich over the edge. He came quietly, panting against the
others neck.
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Odd removed his shaking hand and relaxed against Ulrich, who was in no mood to support two
peoples weight. He collapsed, wrapping his arms around the flushed body on top of him,
bucking against the occasional aftershock. "Now arent you glad I didnt go to the movies?"
Odd joked when he had caught his breath.
"Hey Odd? This is gonna change our relationship, isnt it?"
"Do we have to do this now, Ulrich?" Odd sighed. He was still enjoying the mutual afterglow.
"I cant get comfortable until I know where we stand."
"Well, as much as I like you, I think it would rock too many worlds if we started going out.
Plus, I like breasts. I really, really, really like breasts, Ulrich."
"Im kinda glad to hear that. Because I didnt plan on giving up on Yumi," Ulrich declared
while cradling his roomies naked body. He added, "But we cant deny theres some
attraction here. What do we do with this?"
"We can do one of two things. We can never speak of this after tonight and pretend nothing
ever happened, or we can go the route I was kind of aiming for and become... friends with
benefits."
"Sex buddies?"
"No! I chose my words carefully for once, Ulrich! I dont want us to deteriorate into that- sex
buddies seems like Id just call you up for a booty call. Were closer than that- and I wanna
keep it that way. Im hoping we can remain pals and keep this... undercover bonding as a
secret dimension of our friendship, you know? Thats if youd want to continue doing this, of
course."
Ulrich was starting to get hard again remembering the ,,this that theyd done. "Tonight was
amazing. If we could keep our outside lives the same and keep doing this... wow. Lets give it
a try."
"Great!" Odd kissed the other on his cheek. From the ground came a trilling sound.
"Got a text," Ulrich grunted as Odd reached to the floor to fish the brunettes phone from his
pants.
"Who is it?" asked Odd, handing it to the boy beneath him. Ulrich snickered, "Its Cissy- look
at this text- you have to help me come up with a comeback!" He turned the phone to Odd: U
n Odd r rly missing out. 2 bad u didn't cum!! <3