Kagaku Ninja-Tai Gatchaman Fan Fiction ❯ First Time ❯ Chapter 4

Part 4

 

Neither Ken nor Joe could ever say how they got back to the house; all they remembered was a stumbling motion, hampered by constant kisses and caresses.

 

Afterwards, they would both find the bruises from where they literally fell up the stairs to the verandah, landing on the hard wood, a prelude to deep kisses and grinding against each other.

 

Joe, even though he was far more experienced, found himself fumbling. This was what he had wanted for a long time, and the fulfilment of his desires, coupled with the absolute trust and love he saw in Ken's eyes caused him to fumble. He wanted this to be good for Ken. Wanted it desperately.

 

Ken was thrilled at Joe's need, and was trembling at what was to come. He was a little apprehensive, but that was overwhelmed by his desire, and his trust. Joe wouldn't hurt him.

 

They reached the bedroom door and Joe stopped, stunned at the bed that now filled most of the small room.

 

“Fuck, Ken! When you said you had a new bed, I thought…”

 

Ken grinned and, shifting slightly, managed to toss Joe over his shoulder onto the bed. “I like to be prepared.”

 

Joe lay back, that same wicked grin on his face, slowly stroking himself and enjoying the lust drenched gaze of his younger friend. “Then if you're so prepared, Gatchaman, why am I here playing with myself?”

 

Ken licked his lips, and then moaned as Joe's hand moved from his cock to his balls and then lower, teasing at his ass. He watched as Joe raised his hand and, slowly, ever so slowly, popped two of his fingers into his mouth, moving them in and out suggestively.

 

He took a step closer to the bed as Joe brought those same fingers back down to the puckered opening, stroking, playing, and then slipped one in.

 

“Jooooeeeeee,” he moaned, moving one leg onto the bed, unable to take his eyes of Joe fucking himself.

 

“Like that, Ken? Wanna do that to me?”

 

“Yes.” The answer was soft, but drenched with desire, and Joe felt his cock twitch at that desire.

 

Joe deliberately removed his fingers and started to stroke his cock again, before sitting up and pulling Ken close. “You intending on participating, or you just gonna watch?” He asked before dipping his head and licking one of Ken's nipples, teeth grabbing and teasing.

Ken's gasp at the action only inflamed him more. He could feel his cock dripping onto his belly and moved a hand to Ken's, rubbing a thumb over the wet head, before stroking the shaft, and then cupping his balls.

 

“Can you see how much I want you, Ken? Can you feel it?”

 

Ken swallowed. His mouth had gone dry, and all he could to was nod. Oh gods, those hands, that mouth! He couldn't imagine anything would feel better.

 

Then Joe moved and took him into his mouth, and Ken had to change his entire view of the situation.

 

That was so good. He looked down at the erotic sight of his second crouched on the bed before him, hand and mouth wrapped around his cock, tongue flashing. Ken felt himself thrust into that wetness and his hands moved to Joe's head, Ken's fingers running through the other's hair, caressing.

 

“Don't stop, Joe. Oh god that's good! Never knew it would be so good.”

 

Joe was torn. He wanted this. He'd been serious about the waste before. He loved oral sex - male and female. Loved the taste of come.

 

But he also wanted Ken inside him, that thick, long cock buried to the hilt in his arse; craved the burning feel of the thrusting, wanted to feel Ken come in him, feel Ken's come soothing that burn.

 

He wanted it all. He wanted Ken to know those same sensations.

 

But then, Joe reasoned, he had nothing to do for the rest of today and tonight. His decision made, he raised his head, loving the small sound of disappointment that came from Ken. He drew him down so that they were lying side by side on the bed and drew Ken into an embrace, encouraging Ken to hold him as well.

 

“You got any plans for, say, the next twenty-four hours?” Joe asked, finishing his enquiry with a deep kiss.

 

Ken managed to get his thoughts under control under the onslaught of that mouth, those hands. “None,” he gasped out.

 

“Good. That means I don't have to rush anything.”

 

“Rush?”

 

“Let's see what we can do about getting rid of that virginity of yours, Ken. And let's see what we can do about fulfilling certain fantasies of mine,” Joe couldn't help himself. His hand moved to enclose both of their erections, stroking and caressing, even as he pulled him close for another kiss. “Starting with that cock of yours up my arse.” Joe looked down at where their erections were rubbing against each other. “Yeah. That'd be a good start.”