InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ InuRomp ❯ Cocks are for Jocks ( Chapter 1 )

Cocks are for Jocks

 

By Inu Hanyou Nikkie

 

 

Disclaimer : I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi and known affiliates. I am only using them for pure entertainment value.

 

 

Cocks are for Jocks

 

 

 

Sweaty skin slapping together, deep-throated moans, the creaking of wood threatening to break beneath weight and the moist sounds of fucking flavoured the air.

 

“Harder,” one male voice pleads. His head tilted down, mouth agape with hot heavy panting, covered by wet strands of long midnight hair, covering deep midnight blue eyes that watched the drilling cock. They had to be fast about their fucking so the others don't catch them.

 

“As you want it. It's your ass not mine,” growled another breathy male voice. His midnight hair plastered to his sweat trickling back near his waist. He grips his lovers' hips tighter digging short claws in and commences pistoning harder and deeper.

 

“So that means I can fuck your ass next time?” the older male asks playfully before he groans when his younger lover hits his sweet spot.

 

“Ooohhhhhh Koooooogaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh,”

 

“Miroooooookuuuuuuhhhhhhnnnnnn, you're so tight! So very tight!” The younger male moves erratically faster and harder his cock and balls tightening for imminent release. He knows Miroku will have bruises on his hips and around his ass and quite possibly will walk with a strange gait after this but Miroku always begs for more.

 

“Yooooo….” The long-haired male groans out as he climaxes his ice-blue pupil-less eyes closing as jets of cream jettisons out. While his older lover jerks sloppy white streaks upon Kouga's stomach as his cock jumps in his climax.

 

Their breathing slowly eases and heart-rates calm, holding each other upright on the narrow wooden bench of the locker room.

 

 

 

“FUCK!!! MY EYES!! MY EYES!!!!” cries out a very traumatized silver-haired male with dog ears (currently buried deeply in his hair). His hands glued to his face and eyes as he tries to claw the image of his best friend and his worst rival from his mind.