Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Affection ❯ Forbidden Affection ( One-Shot )

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Forbidden Affection

The poor boy tossed and turned in his own bed. He writhed, twisting the sheets up around his legs. His navy-blue hair clung to his face in a sticky sweat. He panted in short, harsh breaths, beads of sweat forming all over his body. He was having the best dream ever…

And then he woke up.

He sat up in bed hurriedly, panting harshly. He looked surprised and maybe a bit frightened, the way someone looks after they have a nightmare. But it was anything but a nightmare. It was his of his only desire. It was of him…and someone he wanted very, very badly.

He noticed that the sheets were entangled around him and that his member was making its presence known. The head of his own manhood peeped out from the cloth of his boxers that gently enfolded it. He wiped his forehead with the back of one clammy hand, and looked at the clock.

3:25 am

School wasn't for another four hours…

Whimpering slightly, he pushed his cock back down into his boxers.

He untangled himself from the trap of bed sheets, then made his way to the bathroom. He slowly turned the faucet of the sink on, cold water rushing out in a frenzy. He splashed his face by scooping the water in his palms. After a few splashes, he looked up into the mirror, looking deeply into his own eyes.

Why did he have that dream? He kept having similar dreams… dreams of him and Izzy having hot and passionate sex.

He wanted so badly for that to happen. Oh how he wanted Izzy. Just to hold him, just to give him a gentle peck on the forehead. But he couldn't tell Izzy how he felt... he just couldn't. He was too embarrassed. And what if his dad found out? What would he think? He was taught that it was wrong, very wrong to love another boy…

But why did something so wrong have to feel so right?

He wasn't even real sure when he had started feeling so attracted towards the other Digidestined, nor did he know for how long. Every time he thought of Izzy, his knees shook, his heart wrenched itself in his chest, and he wanted to cry. He wanted to cry because he knew he wasn't able to have him. And Izzy always looked so sexy! His dark brown eyes, his short spiked brown hair, and his clothes, they always hugged his muscles just the right way. His face was so gorgeous, so smooth…he could go on forever.

It was hard to keep this secret to himself for so long. He thought that it would tear him apart. And what if Izzy didn't like him back? He was sure he wouldn't. Why in the world would Izzy like him, have a passion for Joe? There were so many possibilities…

He shook his head silently to himself and went back to bed.

*****

At school, Joe concentrated hard on his schoolwork. He was always a straight A student, and despite the thing eating away at him in his chest, tugging on his heartstrings, he managed to stay focused.

It'll all be over soon he thought to himself. He wanted to confess his love for Izzy. He wanted so badly just to be with him…to hold the reddish-brown haired boy in his arms, to kiss him.

He wanted so badly to have Izzy for his own. It was all he wanted…

At lunch, Joe sat quietly on a bench outside. People walked passed him with disinterest, ignoring his loneliness. He was lonely, but he concentrated on something deeper.

How would he tell Izzy? He knew if he didn't say anything, this secret was going to eat him alive, tear at his very soul. This pain in his chest…this love…

Every time he thought of him, it made him sick. Sick because he couldn't have Izzy, no matter what. He knew Izzy would think he was disgusting…and then he would lose him forever. Just the thought of not having Izzy made him want to scream out in pain.

Why must love hurt this much? He thought to himself quietly, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. He sighed sadly to himself. Joe was lovesick. Very lovesick.

He opened his lunch pail and found a sandwich, a soda and a bag of chips. This was going to end up just like all of the other meals. Half eaten food, feeling nauseated as he ate it, nearly choking on the small portions…

He knew he would get sick if he didn't eat, but he was at the same time too sick to eat. It was a vicious cycle.

He didn't even try today. Just looking at the food made his stomach coil in a knot. He slowly closed the lid.

"H-hey Joe…" the voice of his desired affection called out to him. Joe looked up, only to retract his eyes again, blushing in a fury. Izzy looked away too, concentrating on the shape of a twisted bush nearby. Joe wasn't even aware that Izzy had walked up to him. He was too concentrated on…things.

Izzy could feel his heart skip a beat, his face becoming very warm. He was sure he was blushing. He was feeling very awkward.

Izzy cleared his throat. He forcefully dragged his eyes to Joe's face, even though his gaze didn't stay there very long.

"Joe, I want to…tell…I want to tell…you…something." His voice came out papery thin, wavering along with the cool breeze that blew past the schoolyard, cooling for even a moment the faces of the two intensely blushing boys.

"Y-yeah?" Joe tried to look up, failing miserably. He patiently awaited a response from his secretly beloved boy.

"Uh…um…err…" Izzy stammered. He wrung his hands. He very silently and gracefully pivoted and turned his back to Joe. "N-nothing! Nevermind!" he blurted out so fast, Joe could barely understand him. Izzy took off running, leaving Joe confused and all by his lonesome again.

*****

"Digital port open!" shouted the all-too-familiar voice of Davis. There was a great swooping sound, and the new Digidestined disappeared into the computer to face the Digital World once again.

Joe had just arrived at the right time… just in time to find his secret love alone. Joe knew he would be here. Izzy was always at the Junior High after school to watch after the new Digidestined; always there to make sure they were safe as they traveled through the pixilated world. That was his responsibility. He was a hero to those kids.

Joe peeked around the corner of the doorway, watching the boy of his dreams stare at the monitor in front of him. It glowed steadily, capturing Izzy's attention completely. No real surprise there; Izzy was a huge computer geek.

Joe swallowed thickly as he built up his courage. He walked in, flushing a dark scarlet. Izzy didn't notice until a few moments later that Joe was standing next to him.

"Hey Joe," he chirped happily, blushing slightly. Suddenly he noticed Joe was blushing a deep crimson and looked shaky about something.

"Wha…what's wrong?" Izzy's dark eyes caught Joe's. He suddenly held a worried expression about his face and found himself to be blushing a little more.

Joe just stood there, admiring Izzy's beauty. I probably look like a complete moron, he thought to himself. He stared at Izzy's gentle features, his soft brown hair, his silky skin…

Oh God how he wanted him.

Say something, dammit! He struggled to form words, only emitting strangled sounds.

"I…it's..um…ah-I…" he could feel his courage slipping away. He couldn't do this! But it was too late. Izzy was expecting an answer.

"Joe? Are you…okay?" Izzy stood up to meet the navy-haired boy. He gasped slightly as he saw Joe's eyes rimmed with tears.

"Oh Joe…" he reached out a hand and put it on the other boy's arm, only to have Joe violently tear away from the touch.

"Joe?" Izzy cried out in despair. He wanted to help Joe…he seemed so upset about something.

Joe felt three inches high. He had tried to confess his love, and fucked it up. Why is this so hard? Why can't I just talk to him? Tears spilled out of his indigo eyes, drizzling down his cheeks in bullets. He couldn't bring himself to tell Izzy the way he felt.

"J-just forget it!" Joe blurted out. He turned and ran out of the room, tears trailing in the air behind him. Izzy gasped and ran after him. "Joe, wait!"

Izzy ran out into the hallway to find Joe leaning his head against the wall, sobbing, hands clenched tightly into fists. Izzy walked cautiously over to him.

"Joe? What's going on?" he whispered calmly. He put one hand on the taller boy's back.

Joe shook furiously from his mangled crying, his navy hair hanging around his face in an unruly mess. He held his glasses in his trembling left hand to let the tears flow freely. His crying sounded so painful…

"Joe…" Izzy whispered soothingly, sliding his other hand over the sobbing figure's wrist. His palm was cool against Joe's burning flesh.

He's touching me. He almost tore apart. He wanted to be noticed by Izzy more than anything, and now he couldn't talk to him. He couldn't stop crying…

They stood there for a long time, Joe shaking and Izzy patting his back. He didn't really want Izzy to see him like this. He wanted him to not be there. He wanted to just be left alone, yet it was nice to have someone who cared. His emotions were so mixed. Finally when Joe calmed down some, he raised his right hand and wiped his eyes. He placed his glasses in his pocket, then turned to Izzy.

"I'm sorry Izzy…" he blushed again.

"Are you okay?" he looked worriedly at Joe. He blushed a little.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

They stood in silence for a few minutes, not looking at one another. Not admitting anything, especially the things they both hid with fear and pain. After a brief while Joe decided to speak up.

"Izzy…I…I w-want to tell you something…" he blushed even deeper, shakiness apparent in his voice again.

"What is it?" Izzy looked puzzled, blushing a bit more. The way he looked at Joe made him want him even more. He reminded Joe of a lamb, innocent and carefree. Joe reached out and grabbed hold of Izzy's hands in his own.

"J-Joe…" his blushing deepened.

"Izzy, you are so beautiful. I want just to hold you, to have you as mine. I wish I could tell you in a better way without seeming creepy or anything. I…I love you," he moved his hands to Izzy's shoulders and pulled him closer. Izzy flushed a dark shade of red as the navy-haired figure leaned down slightly and snatched his lips, pushing furiously against them.

Joe felt Izzy stiffen in his hands for a moment, then relax his muscles. He didn't know why he was torturing himself; he knew Izzy didn't want him. But he took advantage of this time. Joe slightly licked Izzy's gentle pink lips, sending shivers down the brown-haired boy's spine.

Izzy felt his knees shake. He flushed as much as possible as he felt Joe lick his lips again. He gasped when he did this, and felt a tongue - which was definitely not his own - slide in smoothly. Joe moved his head to one side, gaining better access. The feel of Izzy in his hands, the pleasure of his steaming moist mouth…

Izzy shook in the older boy's hands. He nervously glided his tongue into Joe's mouth, unsure of how he would respond. Little bolts shot through Izzy's body, his groin area getting very warm. He didn't know something like this could feel so good.

Joe pulled away at last, panting slightly. Izzy slowly opened his eyes and exhaled. He didn't even remember closing his eyes, he just remembered feeling very warm and wonderful.

Joe let go of Izzy suddenly, almost scaring the poor boy.

"I'm sorry Izzy, I don't know what came over me…" he looked away, his eyes full of hurt again.

This broke Izzy's heart. He stammered a little before Joe took off running out of the school.

*****

Joe sat on the couch in his apartment alone. He couldn't believe what just happened. Izzy probably thinks I'm a freak. How could I be so stupid? He could feel the tears sting the corners of his eyes again.

He trembled, thinking about how much he wanted Izzy. How much he longed for him. How much…

There was a sudden knock at the door.

Joe plastered his face with the best smile he could muster, and opened the door.

Izzy.

Izzy was standing there.

Why oh WHY of all the people in the world was it him? Why couldn't it just be someone else? Joe thought to himself, blinking a few times to make sure it was really him.

As soon as he saw Izzy his smile disappeared. He didn't want to see him right now. He was too embarrassed…

"Joe…" Izzy choked out, barely audible. He blushed a deep scarlet.

They stood there looking at each other for a moment before Joe snapped back to reality and motioned for Izzy to come in.

Once they were both inside, they sat on opposite ends of the couch, not looking at each other, not speaking. Just…sitting there. They sat there in silence for a long time.

Izzy finally turned to Joe and scooted a little closer.

"Did…did you really mean what you said? I mean, about loving me and all?"

Joe blinked and turned to face Izzy. He could see Izzy was looking at him, waiting patiently for an answer. Joe turned dark scarlet again.

"Y-yes Izzy…I did. I really do love you."

Izzy grinned before starting to cry. Joe gasped and scooted closer to Izzy.

"I…I didn't mean to make you cry…" Joe felt his heart clench in his chest, almost killing him. The one he loved more than anything in the world, and he made him cry. He felt so bad…

Before he realized what he was doing, Joe reached out and squeezed Izzy close to his body, Izzy's face buried in his chest. He sobbed slightly as Joe hugged him tighter.

"I'm sorry…" he began to cry himself. He felt so horrid…how could he do this to his love?

Izzy pulled away and looked at Joe. "No, I…I love you too," he smiled through the tears that pattered down his cheeks. "I could never bring myself to say it…I'm so happy you feel the same way!"

Joe suddenly stopped crying and looked down at Izzy. Izzy just smiled back. Joe removed his glasses and set them on the coffee table in front of the couch, then dove in for a kiss.

Izzy pulled his love's head closer with one hand, the other arm embracing him. Joe did the same. Finally their lips met, locked together and pushing against each other harshly. Joe opened his mouth, giving Izzy the okay to continue. Izzy gladly accepted, filling the other boy's mouth with his slick tongue. Their tongues toppled over each other, swirling around each other swiftly. Joe slowly and steadily pushed Izzy down against the couch, until he was lying on his back, Joe on top of him.

Izzy gasped into Joe's mouth as he felt a pair of hands slide up his shirt and tweak his nipples. They were becoming erect, and fast. Joe tugged away from the passionate kiss to raise Izzy's upper body up and removed his shirt, tossing it God knows where. He pushed Izzy back softly into the couch again.

"Joe…" he could feel his face become warm again. He knew he was flushed. Joe smiled sweetly at him.

They locked together in another kiss, Izzy rubbing Joe's back as he did so. He moved one hand up to Joe's neck, then into his long locks of navy hair. Joe hauled himself away from the kissing frenzy again, only to plant a series of kisses along Izzy's jaw line. Izzy thrust his hips forward unconsciously, making Joe whimper. They both felt that burning sensation in their groins, those electric bolts…

Izzy moaned while Joe kissed along his collarbone and down his chest. It was like he was leaving a little trail of fire wherever he kissed. Joe planted the tiny kisses all over his chest; darting his tongue out every now and then to taste his supple flesh.

Izzy cried out in pleasure as Joe began sucking on one of Izzy's now fully erect pink nubs. His nipple was surrounded in a chamber of Joe's hot sweet breath, his tongue making it burn as it flicked itself across the surface.

The brown haired boy thrust upwards against Joe's body. Joe broke away from the ecstasy he was bestowing upon the boy and removed his own shirt. He bent down and licked the other boy's chest once again. He kissed downwards in a straight line, reaching Izzy's navel and licking in and all around it.

"Ung, J-Joe!" he managed to squeeze out. Joe groaned in return before fumbling with Izzy's pants.

Izzy kept trying to thrust upward, only to be held down by Joe sitting on top of him. Just to torture Izzy, Joe undid his pants in slow motion. He clicked the zipper down one by one.

"Joe! Please…" Izzy begged. His breath shot out in brief darts.

Joe smirked and finished undoing his pants. Instead of taking them off, he inched his hand down, tickling Izzy's burning flesh and snatched at his prize: Izzy's throbbing penis.

Izzy screamed out something inaudible. Joe grasped at his manhood and teased it with tickling fingers. The feeling of Joe groping him, playing with him…it felt wonderful. He continued to thrust upward, almost making Joe choke in pleasure. He knew what he wanted…

He finally slid Izzy's pants down to his ankles without letting him get up. This was difficult, but it was worth it to watch him squirm. His gentle features writhed in absolute pleasure.

The head of Izzy's cock poked out of the hole in his boxers. It was burning, precum leaking from it freely. Joe pecked the tip lightly with a kiss, and then proceeded to pull the boxers down too. He pushed them down, having them meet with his pants around his ankles.

Joe spread Izzy's legs apart a little wider, caressing his inner thighs with tender stokes of the tips of his fingers, making small patterns everywhere but the one place that needed, wanted the most attention. It was maddening.

"Joe!" Izzy tossed his head from side to side, clawing at the couch. He wanted Joe to touch it again, to grab it the way he did before. Joe grinned in a seducing manner, watching the beads of sweat form and drip down the other boy's face. After being satisfied with watching his love squirm, he popped the head of Izzy's cock into his mouth and sucked on it lazily, swirling his tongue around it.

"Oh God JOE!" Izzy cried out. Joe went down on his whole length then, his nose almost touching the little gathering of auburn curls at the base of Izzy's penis. He pulled back up, instinctively knowing Izzy would thrust, and he did.

Joe licked the underside of Izzy's length and began to suck again. Small whimpers and moans escaped from the back of Izzy's delicate throat. Joe's moans hummed up and down the sides of his love's cock, if anything making him harder.

Joe began an up and down motion, his teeth lightly scraping along his sensitive flesh, sucking the entire time. Izzy clutched onto Joe's hair, thrusting up into his mouth slow at first, then rapidly. Joe reached one hand underneath Izzy's balls and massaged them. After a minute of that, he ran the pad of his forefinger along the line between Izzy's scrotum and his tight ring hole.

That did it. Izzy let out a strangled scream and released his white fire into Joe's mouth, digging his heels into the couch. Joe quickly swallowed as much as he could, some spilling out around his mouth and dripping down Izzy's length.

Joe pulled away, a line of Izzy's climax attached from his tongue to the head. He moved away from it, the string of cum stretching then breaking away from his lips.

Joe moved on top of Izzy, watching the auburn haired boy pant heavily. He finally opened his eyes to see Joe sitting on top of him once again. Joe kissed the boy's cheek then moved his head down to whisper in Izzy's ear.

"Have you ever tasted yourself?"

Joe moved away from his ear before he got the chance to answer and kissed his newly found boyfriend deeply. They exchanged the taste of Izzy in their mouths, and then they inched away from each other, staring into each other's eyes dreamily.

Joe let Izzy get up and sit next to him.

"Joe…"

"Hm?"

"I ignored you," he said, leaning in closer for Joe to hear him. He rubbed one hand over the great bulging spot in Joe's pants, making him groan. He did feel a bit neglected, but he wanted to make Izzy happy.

Joe stood up after a minute of the groping. It was hard to tear himself away, but he had to. He didn't want to hurt Izzy with the next step.

"Wait here," he said to Izzy and left the room. Izzy sat by himself for a few moments, kicking his pants and boxers off only for them to fall helplessly onto the floor. Joe returned shortly thereafter with a small bottle of lube.

"Where did you get that?" Izzy asked, eyeing the bottle cautiously.

"From my brother. He gave it to me," he smirked. But it was the honest truth. He placed it on the coffee table next to his glasses. Izzy shrugged and tackled Joe again, pushing his lips against Joe's. Joe smiled into the kiss and pushed back.

Izzy pried his love's mouth open, exploring with his tongue. Joe wriggled his tongue around Izzy's, both boys exchanging low and soft moans in the back of each other's throats.

Joe separated from the kiss, and Izzy sat up. Izzy didn't really want him to stop kissing him; it just felt too good for words. He was sitting on Joe the way Joe sat on him. Sitting right on top of the bulge in his pants.

Joe look at Izzy and was glad to see he was getting hard again. He ran one finger along the topside of Izzy's length, making him groan. Joe stroked once again, resulting in Izzy bucking his hips and reaching his maximum hardness. Being satisfied, Joe reached for the bottle and turned the lid achingly slow to torture the boy above, emitting moans himself. After throwing the lid on the floor along with the clothes they couldn't care less about right now, he lubricated three fingers thoroughly and placed the bottle back on the smooth surface of the coffee table. He picked his love up and rubbed a finger around his tight ring hole of flesh.

"Oooh," Izzy whispered in a shattered breath, thrusting forward. Joe grabbed one of his cheeks and moved it just enough to let a finger slick it's way in. His most private entrance was going to be his.

"Auuug!" Izzy bucked his hips at the touch. He wanted more. He wanted Joe to push up harshly inside of him. He wanted Joe inside of him.

Joe moaned slightly and inserted another finger. He loved how Izzy's muscles tensed around his slicked digits. He wiggled his fingers to stretch the boy. His own cock ached in his pants, pushing up against the denim. He heard another cry from the boy above him.

Izzy just loved the things Joe could do with just his fingers. The first finger felt incredible, but the second one was a bit uncomfortable. It didn't hurt; it was just kind of strange. It still felt amazing though. He was getting used to the feel of Joe's fingers twisting in his moist walls.

At last Joe poked in his last lubricated finger.

Joe concentrated on Izzy's face and found him to be in pain.

"AAAaaah…ow-Ooooow!" he shrieked out. Joe almost cried. He didn't want to hurt Izzy, perish the thought! But he had. He had hurt the poor boy. Joe wore a face full of worried expressions.

"Are you okay?" he asked soothingly. He had stopped moving his fingers the moment he saw Izzy's face cringe. He waited for a response, but only heard painful panting from the boy.

"I'm really sorry Izzy…I didn't mean to hurt you. We can stop if you want to," He whispered to the boy, even though he really wanted to continue himself. But if Izzy said that he wanted to stop, that was okay. He just didn't want anything to happen to the brown haired boy he loved secretly for so long, the one he had all the passion in the world for.

"Ah…n-no, I want…I want to keep going," he panted out. He really wanted Joe to go back, go back to just two fingers. This just hurt so much. He wasn't sure if he could stand it. He felt like he was being ripped in half. It felt like something was torn through. But he wanted Joe to continue. He wanted this.

Suddenly his face turned pale. Joe looked scared too.

Blood slowly trickled from Izzy's anus and down Joe's fingers.

"Izzy! Let's stop," Joe looked at the boy above him. It would just kill him if Izzy were hurt any more.

Izzy shivered a little. "No! I want to keep going. Please…" he begged with his eyes as well as with his words.

"…you sure?" Joe looked a little less worried now. Izzy nodded, the color coming back to his cheeks.

"I would never hurt you Izzy," he tugged the boy forward cautiously so as not to hurt him anymore and sealed his promise with a kiss on the forehead. "Everything is going to be okay, I promise."

Izzy sighed in relief and nodded for Joe to carry on. Joe smiled and began to move his fingers once again, Izzy now lying on top of his smooth heated body.

A few seconds later they were moaning again, the heat radiating through and between their youthful bodies. Joe skimmed the surface of something throbbing deep inside of Izzy's body. They both groaned simultaneously. Izzy trembled on top of Joe, sweat beginning to jog down his face and onto Joe's chest.

Joe glided his other hand up and down the small of Izzy's back. He loved hearing Izzy moan, his breath ghosting across his chest. He continued to stroke that pleasure spot inside Izzy, making him cry out.

Sweat formed on Joe's forehead as he pushed that spot again. Izzy wanted him to touch it some more. He wanted it to be slammed hard so it could emit an even better and bigger pleasure than it was doing now, but he knew Joe's fingers couldn't reach. He had an idea of what was coming next.

Joe removed his bloodstained fingers and forced Izzy off of him for a moment, sitting upright. He grabbed one of Izzy's hands and pushed it lightly over the button to his jeans. Izzy looked up at him and nodded, tugging his pants up harshly.

"Izzy!" he choked out. This made Izzy smile immensely. He knew what Joe wanted him to do, but he wanted to play with his horny-ness a little first. He unbuttoned his pants and dragged them along with his boxers off, throwing them across the room clumsily. Joe's manhood was large and jerking in it's own throbbing. A pearl of precum sat atop the slit of his penis. Izzy couldn't help but lean down and lick the tip.

Joe hissed through his teeth and jerked his hips forward. Oh how he wanted this! But he wanted to feel himself enveloped in the heated silk of Izzy's anus even more. That was what he most desired.

He reached over for the bottle of lube and snatched his prize. He filled his palm with the gooey stuff and placed it back on its current resting place. He moved his hand up and down his length, making Izzy watch in desire. Little pouted whines escaped both of their throats.

After Joe finished slicking himself up, he grabbed Izzy and hugged him close. He moved Izzy's legs around his waist, forcing Izzy to straddle him.

Izzy's cock pulsed up against Joe's tense stomach, shivers of pleasure traveling straight through his body and into his slicked groin. Joe embraced the boy's lips with his own. Izzy pulled away and gasped followed by a low groan as he felt the tip of Joe's penis at his entrance.

Joe nuzzled his cheek against Izzy's and whispered in his ear.

"I love you."

With one quick sweep, he was inside of the brown-haired boy. It felt just like they thought it would, which was plainly put, wonderful. Izzy shivered all over and shuddered out a broken groan as Joe held him, loving the feel of Joe pulsing inside of him. Joe moaned loudly in the ear of the trembling boy.

They sat still, enjoying the feeling while it lasted. Joe dragged his tongue along Izzy's neck. Izzy breathed swiftly and heavily in an indescribable pleasure. Joe pulled him back a little, sinking his lips into the other boy's to distract him.

He pushed Izzy back against the sofa, Izzy lying down and Joe on top of him. He didn't even realize this was happening, he was too busy paying attention to the non-stop throbbing in his anus, along with Joe now sliding his tongue into his mouth.

Once they were lying down completely on the sofa, Joe retracted his needing manhood from Izzy, and then plunged back in in one forceful swoop. Izzy let out a muffled cry into his love's mouth. His eyes popped open when Joe smacked against that spot deep inside of him that felt so good to be touched. His eyes squinted shut while Joe pulled out of him and thrust back in again.

Joe moved slowly at first, so Izzy could get used to the feeling. He didn't want to hurt him more that he already had, but it was desperately hard to keep himself from fucking his brains out. The way he contracted and constricted his muscles around Joe's length drove him wild. They both wanted this to last forever. They knew it wouldn't though, because with each hump, they could feel themselves racing faster to the peek of orgasm.

Izzy loved it when he could feel Joe pull out his long shaft all the way except for the head, the crown popping out from his private entering. He loved how it felt when Joe pounded his cock back inside, hitting that spot. That juicy, wonderful spot. But Izzy wasn't satisfied yet. He was sure it was the most taboo thing he could think of, but we wanted Joe to go faster.

As if on command to Izzy's thoughts, Joe began to pump harder and faster than ever before, grunting with each thrust. Izzy cried out into the other boy's mouth every time he hit that pulsing spot. He was sure it was going to end soon.

Joe placed one hand on Izzy's forgotten dick, grabbed if firmly and tugged it up and down repeatedly.

A few thrusts later and Joe screamed into his love's mouth as he exploded his thick seed into Izzy. His back was arched, firing several shots of his cum into the younger boy. Izzy couldn't take it anymore. He released round two of his creamy liquid all over himself, the navy haired boy and the couch.

They pulled away from the make-out they were having now that it was all over. Joe collapsed on top of the boy, both of them panting roughly. After both of their breathing had returned to normal, they gazed into each other's eyes, then moved their heads to embrace in another kiss.

They broke away and looked at each other again, both exchanging the look of pure love.

"Boyfriends?" Joe said simply. Izzy nodded.

"Boyfriends."