Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Two Cans of Soda ❯ Two Cans of Soda ( One-Shot )

Title: Two Cans of Soda

Author: Something Like Human

Genre: FAKE

Rating: Adult

Pairing: Lai/Bikky

 

Warnings: Language, Bad!Sex, Yaoi

Beta Reader: my chibi-onna-chan, thanks sweetie!

Dedication: This is for Makoto Sagara. She wanted it, she got it. Sorry I teased you about this on your birthday but look, I finally wrote it!! And it's also for Bagelbunion and Mojo Jessjo who both really wanted me to write a bad!sex fic.

 

 

“So, Bikky,” Lai said without taking his eyes off the television screen where their video game was playing. They were spending their rainy Saturday being vegetables at Lai's brother's house. “What have you been up to since Carol went to college?”

 

“Not much, man,” the other boy replied while furiously pressing the buttons on his controller. “I mean, this is her third year of college but she's did her first two years at a community college here. This year she had to go to a larger one that's a couple of hours away. She rarely comes home.”

“I remember when my brother went out of state for college. He was never home; he either had classes or so much to study that he couldn't take the time to visit his family.”

 

“Yeah, dude, it sucks being stuck back home,” the blond boy complained. He abruptly dropped his controller in his lap though and threw his hands up in the air. “Yes!! Another round for King of All Gamers!!! Wooooo!!!”

 

“More like the King of All Dorks,” his friend replied. He stood up and stretched for a moment. When he lifted his arms above his head, it made his shirt rise up and expose a bit of skin across his stomach. “Drink break, want a soda?”

“Yeah, whatever, Loser,” Bikky replied flopping onto his back on the floor with his controller still lying on his lap. He closed his eyes briefly to rest them from staring at the screen for so long. He heard Lai walk back into the game room.

 

“Ooof!!” Bikky almost doubled over when something hard and cold landed on his stomach. Grabbing the can of soda, he set it on the floor beside him and rubbed his abused abdomen. “What was that for?”

“Meh, you called me loser,” Lai replied as he sat down on the floor and leaned against the couch. He sipped his soda and set it on a coaster on an end table near by. “Just don't open that up right away. Law will kill me if you spray that everywhere. He just got new carpet in here.”

 

“I'm not that stupid,” Bikky replied as he lay back down placing his hands under his head. “I want to drink it, not wear it.”

 

“Speaking of stupid, I heard you didn't do too badly on your SAT's.”

 

“I had to do well on them since my grades have always been less than stellar,” Bikky replied. “My dad really helped me prep for the test. And the Dorkwad Dee told me that if I want a chance to get into the Police academy, I really need to prove that I'm not a total idiot especially since now that I'm 18. I can't screw up with the law any more. I'm no longer a minor.”

“Heh, Carol told me that you wanted to be a cop like Ryo and I didn't believe her,” Lai responded running a hand through his hair.

 

“Yeah, well, my dad, Ryo, he really turned my life around back when I met him. He really helps people and well, I want to do the same,” Bikky replied closing his eyes again. “Besides if that idiot Dee can do it, I sure as hell can.”

 

Lai chuckled, “Your two dads… it's like a bad 80's sitcom only they really are gay!”

 

“Dude, that is so not even funny,” Bikky said opening his eyes to glare at his friend. “Anyways, the Horndog Dee is bi, not gay. And my dad is not gay, he just happens to, for some very odd reason, love Dee.”

 

“So Ryo's not gay even though he bumps uglies with another dude?”

 

“You are so gross!” Bikky groaned making a face. “Yuck.”

 

“Hey, I try,” Lai replied shrugging. “But really, you're dad's not gay?”

 

“Dude, no!” Bikky exclaimed. “Just because he lets that horny beast pin him to the mattress doesn't mean he goes drooling after every hot guy he sees. He doesn't lisp or act real fem either.”

 

“So your definition of `gay' is chasing after everything with a penis and acting like Jack from the tv show `Will & Grace'?”

 

“Pretty much.”

 

“Interesting,” the dark haired young man took another sip of his soda and set the can back down. He licked his lips a few times and looked down at his friend reclined on the carpet. The other young man had his eyes closed again and was seemingly to be caught up in his own thoughts. “So have you ever thought of trying it?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“You know, what your dads do,” Lai responded. “I know that you and Carol have done it, but there has to be something about doing it with another dude that attracts people. I mean, Ryo hasn't slept with a woman since he's been with Dee so he must like it.”

 

“You mean, `have I ever thought about screwing a guy'?” Bikky clarified. He sat up and looked directly at his dark haired friend. “No!”

 

He ran a dark hand through his tangled blond hair. The two young men sat in silence for a few minutes without looking at each other. Lai sipped his soda again and swallowed slowly. He cradled the cold can between his palms while staring intently at the tab on the top of it.

 

“Well, it's not as if I ever thought about sex with a particular guy,” Bikky continued in a small voice. “It's more like a general question of what it would feel like.”

 

“Exactly,” Lai responded. “I was wondering if some things would be better since another guy would know what feels good to a guy.”

 

“You've got a point there. Carol, don't get me wrong, she's good, but a lot of the time, she ends up tickling me. It's like she doesn't want to hurt me or something.”

“Yeah, and you have to tell a girl what feels good and what doesn't since they're not used to touching a guy.”

 

The boys fell into a heavy silence for a moment. Lai took another sip of is soda and coughed slightly as the carbonation caught in his throat. He set his can down and dragged the back of his hand across his mouth from wrist to finger tip. He looked up in time to watch Bikky's eyes as they followed his hand.

 

“Wanna try it?”

 

“Wha… huh?” Bikky stammered as he came to realize what his friend asked. “No!”

 

Lai set his can of soda down and looked at the palms of his hands lying in his lap. He took a minute to compose his thoughts and then spoke, “It's not like I'm asking you out because I'm madly in love with you. I just thought we could… experiment a little.”

 

Bikky just stared at his friend looking rather befuddled. “Explain `experiment'.”

 

“You know,” the dark haired youth stated. “Fool around a little. Try a few things out, just to see what it's like. Nothing serious.”

 

The room was silent except for the faint hiss of the carbonation in Lai's open can of soda. Both the young men were thinking deeply about the situation before them. Bikky finally licked his lips and broke the silence.

 

“I'm not kissing you.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I'll do it,” the dark skinned youth said and chuckled. “'Do it', that about sums it up. But yeah, I'll experiment. I just won't kiss you and if you try to kiss me, I am so kicking your ass!”

 

“Oh, yeah. No kissing, gotcha.” Lai sighed. “Just don't tell any about this, okay?”

“Dude, it was your idea,” Bikky scoffed. “Like I would tell anyone? That would make me sound like a fag too, ya know.”

 

“So we're going to do it?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Both young men stared at each other waiting for the other one to start something, anything. Lai bit his lip slightly and furrowed his brow. Bikky scratched his head and then broke out in near hysterical laughter. At his friend's questioning look, he explained the outburst.

 

“It's like, we're teenaged boys, you know. We're like `Sex! Oh Yeah!' but we don't even know where the hell to start.”

 

Lai chuckled. “Yeah, exactly,” he said and nervously licked his lips. “What exactly do we need to do this?”

“Condoms, that's for sure. I don't know where your ass has been!”

 

“My ass? Who said I was going to be the one on the bottom?” Lai exclaimed with a touch of anger in his voice.

 

“Fine, fine, I'll match you for it,” Bikky compromised.

 

Both of them held out their fists and stared each other down. “Rock, paper, scissors, go!”

 

“Fuck!”

 

“Don't worry, Bik, I'll go easy on you,” Lai teased as he patted his friend on the cheek.

 

“Dude, that reminds me! We need some sort of lube before you go shoving your dick up my ass.”

 

“You're such a sweet talker, Bikks,” Lai replied. “I have some of Lass' massage oil. It's unscented since I wouldn't let her use it on me if it made me smell like flowers.”

 

“That should work,” Bikky contemplated. “If we were at my home, you can't go anywhere without finding a tube of lube. Dee leaves it everywhere.”

 

“That's kinda gross,” Lai said as he got up and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a box of condoms and a bottle of massage oil. He set both items down on the coffee table next to his can of soda. “So now what?”

 

“We get it on?” Bikky replied skeptically.

 

Lai sat back down on the floor beside Bikky and turned to look at him. “And that would involve?”

 

The darker skinned youth replied by making an obscene hand gesture mimicking intercourse. His companion snorted in response. “Eloquent as usual.”

 

“Hey, I don't know. I've never had sex with a dude before. And right now, it's not as if my dick's jumping in anticipation of getting some action.”

 

“Well, hopefully, when you're with Carol, you just don't start everything with ramming yourself into her,” the Chinese American replied. “I mean, you do know what foreplay is right?”

 

“Yeah, you idjit, I know what foreplay is. We usually just start kissing and fooling around. We could…ah …start there, you know.”

 

“You said no kissing.”

“I know, I know. I just thought that it'd be weird to, you know, kiss a dude,” Bikky explained sheepishly.

 

Lai reached for the hem of his own shirt and started tugging it upward exposing some of his creamy skin. “Bik, take your shirt off.”

 

“Wha?”

“If you don't want us kissing, like real kissing on the mouth, we need somewhere to start out on,” Lai explained. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the couch behind them. His hair was slightly tousled and it made him look quite rakish instead of his normal, highly manicured look.

 

Bikky thought the suggestion over and shrugged. He then pulled his t shirt off quickly and tossed it in the general direction of the couch. “Okay, now what?”

 

“Don't freak out and hit me, got it? You hit me, I'll hit back.”

“Umm, okay.”

 

Lai leaned forward and gently touched Bikky's shoulder. The blond boy shuddered but tried to relax and let his friend do whatever he had planned. Lai on the other hand was trying to focus all of his attention on the sensation of what the other boy's muscular shoulder felt like under his finger tips. Focusing on that was, in his opinion, better than thinking about what they were about to do.

 

Bikky finally got up enough courage to lift his hand and mirror what his friend was doing. Before too long, one tentative touch lead to another and both boys were busy exploring each other's bodies. Lai leaned forward to be able to reach Bikky's back at the same time the other boy was drawing his hand down Lai's other arm. The combined movements caused the dark haired boy to topple over on top of his friend.

 

“Oh.” Bikky exclaimed in surprise as his bare chest was pressed upon by the other boy's naked skin.

 

“Um, hi,” Lai said awkwardly as a blush rose in his cheeks. He turned his head so he was not nose to nose with his best friend. He took a deep breath and noticed that when he exhaled, the other boy squirmed slightly. He had discovered a sensitive spot on Bikky's collarbone. He lowered his mouth on to that spot experimentally and worked his lips over it.

 

“Yee-ooo, what are ya doin'?” Bikky's protestations were stopped as the other boy started using his tongue on the same spot. “Never mind, don't stop.”

 

Lai continued his exploration of the sensitivity of Bikky's skin. He moved from his collar bone, to his neck and then back all the way out to his shoulder. After a moment of not knowing what to do, Bikky finally raised his arms to lay his hands on Lai's back. He traced his fingers part of the way down his spine. He then massaged his hands outward and upward to Lai's shoulder blades.

 

The dark haired boy squirmed around slightly so that he could move over to Bikky's other collar bone. This caused his hair to brush across the other boy's nose and mouth. Right when Lai lowered his lips to the collar bone before him, the sensation caused Bikky to gasp and get a mouthful of silky, dark hair.

 

Bikky sputtered and tried to squirm away from the boy on top of him. He reached up and moved the offending hair away from his face and smoothed it back down on Lai's head. Catching on to what happened, Lai started to worm his way down his friend's body so his hair was not in his face.

 

“St - stop,” Bikky stuttered. “Quit moving.”

It took a second for Lai to figure out why the other boy did not want him to move. When he had moved, he thought he was being poked by the other boy's belt. Then he remembered that Bikky usually did not wear a belt so something else was poking him. He took a moment to look at his friend's blushing face. He tried not to laugh but could not help it.

 

He chuckled, “That was quick.”

 

“Don't laugh, you're making it worse,” Bikky moaned. “You try not getting a hard on when someone is squirming around on top of you and sucking on your neck.”

 

“I thought the point was to get a hard on?”

 

“Well, yeah,” Bikky replied while his face flamed in a blush. “But it's still embarrassing.”

 

Lai smirked as he moved a few inches back up Bikky's body. He started grinding himself into his friend pinned to the floor below him. When the one below him started to stifle moans, he repeated the movements a few more times. He was surprised when he realized that he was actually getting turned on by their activities.

 

“So,” he began. “How does it feel?”

 

“Good,” Bikky replied and swallowed nervously. “And you?”

 

“Feels good. Do you want to strip pants off now?”

 

Bikky took a deep breath and let it out. He repeated it and closed his eyes briefly. He appeared to be gathering his courage. “I'll make you a deal.”

 

“Go on.”

 

“I'll let you do me if you suck me off first,” Bikky mumbled. “Cuz if I just let you go at it, what'll I get in return?”

 

“Um,” Lai stalled. “I… ah…”

 

“It's only fair, man.” The tip of a pink tongue ran across the young man's lips has he wet them. “You get the chance to get off and what about me? I want a, ah, guarantee that I at least get some action.”

 

“Sounds reasonable, I guess.”

 

“And dude, it can't be that hard to do. Open mouth, insert dick, suck. It'll be ten times easier than what I let you do to me later.”

 

Lai just shrugged at the boy under him. He then crawled off of Bikky and removed his pants. When they were folded and placed on the couch, he looked back down at his half naked partner. He was standing without a stitch of clothing on in front of the guy he was going to have sex with and all he could think of was that he was naked. He wanted to cover himself up, to put his clothes back on, to be anywhere else but standing there.

 

“Here, fucktard, help me off with these,” Bikky demanded. “I don't wanna get up.”

 

“Lazy bastard,” Lai replied as he sunk down to his knees to help his friend out of his pants. After much fumbling and cursing, Bikky finally leaned up and pulled his own pants off and crumpled them and tossed them beside him on the floor.

 

“There, now I'm ready,” Bikky proclaimed as he lay back down. He squirmed a bit under his friend's skeptical gaze. “What?”

 

“Dude, you've still got your socks on.”

 

“So?”

 

Lai pointed to the red socks, that happened to not match anything else Bikky had been wearing. He started laughing and shook his head. “You don't screw your girlfriend with those socks on do you?”

 

“Huh?”

 

Lai continued to laugh for a minute and finally sobered up enough to talk. “Girls can get away with still wearing thigh high stockings and, hell, even their high heels, but dude, sweaty, and might I add holey, gym socks are a definite `no go'.”

 

“Fine, I'll take them off.”

 

“Good, because I am so not touching those repulsive things,” Lai replied while making a disgusted face. “Didn't you wear them yesterday with your skates?”

 

“Yeah, they're my lucky socks!” Bikky argued.

 

“Speaking of lucky,” Lai said in a low voice as he crawled over to sit between his friend's knees.

 

It took a few minutes of Lai squirming around and crawling all over the carpet to figure out the best angle in which to start. He finally settled down and was eye level with Bikky's penis. He took a shuddering breath to work up his courage. He opened his mouth slightly and lowered his face closer to the body below him. With one last nervous gulp, he gently ran his tongue along his friend's slightly swollen flesh. Taking a second to mull over the brief experience, he decided that it really was not as bad as he thought it would be.

He lowered his mouth fully on to Bikky. Within moments, the other young man was very hard and straining within the moist heat of Lai's mouth. When he sucked hard and ran his tongue along the thick veins running up the length, Bikky groaned and arched his back. The youth lying on the carpet squirmed and moaned as his friend continued his onslaught.

 

Gathering his courage Lai attempted to do what he always liked his girlfriend to do to him. He tried to relax his throat as much as he could and took as much into his mouth and then throat as he could. It did not go in too far before he felt himself gagging and had to pull back. His nose was running slightly but he swiped his hand across his face and determinedly went back for more.

 

The second time he tried to swallow Bikky down, it was a bit easier because he knew what to expect. He slowly lowered himself back down; he swallowed and tried to relax at the same time. When he got as low as he could go without gagging he tried to come back up. Bikky had other ideas as he grabbed Lai's hair with both hands and thrust himself up in to his throat. This caused the dark haired youth to gag violently and pull back up sharply. He could feel bile burning in the back of his throat as he coughed and gagged.

 

“Dude!! No!!” Bikky exclaimed. “You just puked on my jeans! Ugh!”

 

Lai shakily ran the back of his hand across his mouth. He groaned and rubbed his throat. “You shouldn't have rammed yourself into my mouth. What did you think would happen?” Lai rasped.

 

“Hey, don't get mad at me,” Bikky grumbled. “I didn't know you were such a good cocksucker.”

“Good? I've never done that before, how could I be good?”

 

Bikky chuckled a bit and rubbed his still hard length. “Could have fooled me.”

“Just doing what I like,” Lai explained.

 

“Whatever you did, was good,” the blond reassured. “Let's keep going.”

 

“Horny much?”

 

“What do you think?” Bikky's voice was dripping with sarcasm. “Another minute and I would have been splooging down your throat.”

 

Lai shook his head and chuckled. He then reached for the bottle of massage oil. He looked at his hand for a moment and then took a deep breath. “I think you're going to have to roll over onto your stomach so I can, you know, get you ready.”

 

“I am so not lying on my stomach and taking it like a little bitch!”

“You're not going to be a little bitch,” Lai explained. “Well, any more than you already are!”

 

“Fuck off retard!”

 

Lai grasped Bikky's erection and pumped it a few times, leaving the other boy breathless. “Now, do you want to roll over and finish this? I need to prep you and the best way to go at it, I think is for you to roll the fuck over.”

 

“How do you know so much about ass-fucking?”

 

“In my big brother's porno stash, I pilfered one of a girl taking it up there, can't be any different,” Lai explained. “And if I don't do a good enough job of prepping you, this will hurt both of us and I'd rather not have manhood hurt in any way involving your ass.”

 

“Fine, fine,” Bikky grumped as he rolled himself over. Lai used the massage oil and prepped him slowly. He was not sure how much oil he should use so he decided to err on the side of caution and use as much as he could. It was taking him ages but he did not want to hurt his friend.

 

“Damn, that stuff cold. I am so squirting that up your ass when we're done. You should have warmed it up first.”

Lai mumbled an apology. He applied more oil to his hand and started to add another finger. “I don't know how much of this stuff will be left when we're done, I don't want any one to get hurt so I'm using a lot of the oil.”

 

“Good idea, Dee always says, `Too much lube is almost enough.' And now I know what the damn pervert meant.”

 

After a few more minutes, Bikky was squirming and moaning quietly as Lai worked his opening with his fingers. “You think you're ready?”

 

“God, that feels...” Bikky mumbled.

 

“I'll take that as a yes,” Lai chuckled as he withdrew his hand. “Roll over.”

 

Bikky complied lazily and rolled on his back on the white carpet. After putting on a condom and using the massage oil to lube himself, Lai started to bend his friend's legs back so he could enter him. They struggled for a minute trying to find best angle at which to start and could not. Finally, when Lai could not push the other youth's legs back far enough to get a comfortable angle for both of them, he stopped.

 

“This isn't working; I think you need to roll back over.”

 

“Shit, I am going to be taking it like a bitch,” Bikky complained as he complied.

 

“Thanks man, at least this way we won't have to stare at each other's faces as we go at it.”

 

“Meh, good idea,” Bikky replied. And then he yelped as cold fingers entered him again. “What the fuck are you doing, now?”

“Making sure you're still stretched, all this moving around you could've tightened back up.”

 

“Oh. Lead on then, I really don't want this to hurt.”

 

After stretching his friend again, Lai slowly lined himself up. He took a deep breath and slowly worked his way in. By the time he was fully sheathed inside, both of them were breathless. Lai held Bikky's hips tightly and waited until he could feel the other man relax some before starting to move. It did not take long before both of them were covered in sweat and making noises low in their throats.

 

“Here,” Lai rasped. “Up.”

 

At the pulling on his hips, Bikky raised himself up more but rested his head on his forearms. Lai reached around his partner's body and grasped his erection. He started pumping awkwardly while thrusting himself into Bikky. The blond youth practically screamed as he came in his friend's hand. The tightening of his muscles was enough to cause the dark haired youth to orgasm.

 

When he could move, Lai slid himself out and sat back on the white carpet. Bikky laid flat on his stomach just breathing heavily for a few moments longer. When he thought he could move again, he tried to roll himself over. His friend had to help him complete the task.

 

“Dear God in Heaven…” Bikky rasped.

 

Lai chuckled and reached for his open can of soda. He slowly drank what was left in the can. He took a deep breath as he watched his friend groping around to find his wayward soda can. When his hand finally found the can, he tried sitting up slowly. It took some grunting and groaning but he finally had himself in a semi-upright position. After popping the tab on the can, he took a large swig quickly followed by loud burp.

 

“Are you sore?” Lai ventured to ask.

 

“Not really,” Bikky responded after contemplating a moment. “Feels weird but my ass is not sore. I think you made me rug burn my knees though.”

 

“Good,” the dark haired youth said while nodding. He lifted his hand to rub his abused throat. “You hurt my damn throat though.”

 

“It was an accident,” was his reply in a rare moment of guilty feelings. “Want my pop? It's cold…should soothe your throat.”

 

Lai looked at the can dubiously. “Well, we did share other bodily fluids…”

 

“Speaking of which,” Bikky's voice dropped like he was angry. “You still puked on my jeans!”

 

“I'll wash them!”

 

“You better!” Bikky then threw the offending jeans at his friend. Unfortunately, in an effort to avoid the soiled garment, Lai spilled the soda on his brother's new, white carpet. Staring in shock for a moment, Lai looked up at Bikky and growled.

 

Bikky, who always had a good survival instinct, got to his feet as quickly as he could. His legs wobbled slightly from their previous exertion but he made it to the room's door. “I'm going to take a shower.”

 

“Get back here you monkey-assed bastard!” Lai screamed at his friend's retreating back. When he heard the bathroom door slam shut, he realized Bikky's one error. He left all his clothes in the living room and had nothing to wear after his shower. He could probably ransom the clothes back for cleaning the carpet before his brother found out what had happened.