Slam Dunk Fan Fiction ❯ This Way ❯ Part 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Part 7

"Ah…ahh…hhnnn…"

Apparently it doesn't take *much* effort from Kiyota to get me excited. I thread my fingers through his hair as he licks and nibbles at my now-sensitive nipples and tickles my belly. As I'm now laid out on my back, he moves to kneel between my legs and I hesitantly spread them to give him space. I feel so exposed, lying here naked like this, but it's also rather thrilling.

After a few minutes I feel his slippery tongue sliding down my stomach, over my hipbones, down my thigh. Suddenly he practically jumps on top of me and we share an unruly kiss. I find myself tugging at the leg of his jeans. "Off, get these off!" I mutter impatiently. He grins and hoists himself up on one arm while using the other hand to hastily undo his pants. I try to help yank the jeans down but I think that's just complicating matters, so I shove him off so that he has room to get undressed.

With an amused look, Kiyota stands up and quickly pulls his pants off, standing in front of me in tight green boxer-briefs that only seem to highlight a rather large erection. "Come on, don't fuck with me, all of it!" I bark. He gives me a scolding look and climbs back on the bed.

"Damn, should I feel flattered, or annoyed that you're being so bossy? You trying to tell me you want to be in charge?" he teases, climbing over me, but then sinking down to lick my thighs again.

"I can't be in charge, I don't know what I'm-doing!" I gasp as I feel a soft, wet tongue on my burning erection. "Oh…God…"

After some experimental licking, I look down to see Kiyota sliding my dick into his mouth. "Oh shit…" I murmur, panting harshly. "God, that feels so good…"

After a few moments of gentle sucking he pulls back to say, "Really? That's good because I don't really know what I'm doing…"

"Well…it feels good to me…maybe I'm just easy to please because I've never had anyone do that to me before? I don't know…" I flush a little at admitting this.

"Are you serious? That's a damn shame, ne? I guess it's too bad for those girls who missed out on this," he smiles, giving my hard flesh a squeeze. "Fucking hot…" he murmurs, returning to his previous activity. I can only moan and arch my back…it's like he's transferring all his wonderful kissing abilities to this super-sensitive, neglected part of me.

I'm not thinking straight. Hell, how can I be thinking "straight" at a moment like this? I giggle at my own thoughts and pant, "Nobu-chan…ne, I know you s-said you-ahh!-weren't asking to have s-sex…but…do you…nnh…want to?"

"HUH?" Suddenly my aching cock is wet and a bit chilled and once again alone because Kiyota is staring at me with wide eyes, sitting up between my legs. "What are you talking about?"

I have to look away. "I mean, I know you don't think we *have* to…um…but…what if we decide we want to?"

"Do you…know what that involves?" he asks carefully. I nod. "One of us…" he frowns, "one of us is gonna be…well, gonna have…um…"

"I know, I know how it works for two guys. Unh!" I groan when Kiyota sneaks his fingers between my ass-cheeks, feeling for a very private spot. "Shit…that feels good…" I sigh, squirming a bit.

"That's not the same as having…I mean, touching you here is not the same as uh…putting things…inside…"

"I know but…there's gotta be *something* good about it, ne? I mean, sex is supposed to feel good, and I don't think anyone would have come up with that idea if it couldn't feel good…"

"Yeah, but…I haven't done this before, I'm not sure I can make this go smoothly for either one of us…I've seen and read enough to have an idea of what to do, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna be any good at it!"

"Mmm, it's okay, everything else has been good. So neither of us has any experience with this. We can figure it out together. It'll be okay." I don't know why I'm pushing this so much. He's right, we don't *have* to do this right away. But I'm not scared…I never was. Not since the start of this have I been worried or scared or anything. I was nervous out of insecurity, perhaps, but now I am really starting to feel as if we are meant to do this.

I sit up and pull Kiyota between my legs, wrapping my arms around him, entangling our bodies together. "I really think we're meant to be together, Nobu-chan," I whisper in his ear. "Is that stupid?"

"No…I think you're right. I just…don't know what to do…" He wiggles around as I start pulling his underwear off and toss them aside. Hesitantly, he takes my hand in his and moves it between his legs, to gently touch the same place he'd touched me before. I feel him tense up and I kiss his neck, his cheek, his ear, dragging my tongue along the skin that I am getting addicted to. He lets go of my hand and I keep it where it is, caressing the sensitive spot, feeling the tiny hole quivering under my finger. I feel my breath getting heavy again and I moan against his throat, "Please, let's do this. I want you."

I give a little push with my finger and he whimpers. He pulls my hand away, sucks at two of my fingers, then guides my hand back down. Again I poke around with one of my now-wet fingers, and I'm a bit startled when I feel tense muscles give way slightly, allowing just the tip of my finger to slide…inside.

"Nnh…oh God…" Kiyota pants, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Does it hurt?" I whisper, honestly ignorant of the answer.

"Um…no?" He says it like he's trying to figure that out himself. I try pushing a little farther and he tenses up again. "Oi, get some lotion or something," he hisses. I pull my hand away as quickly as I can while still being gentle and run for the bathroom. Finding some body oil, I decide that will stay wet longer than lotion and run back to the bed. Kiyota is lying on his back, eyes closed, raking a hand through his hair. He looks carelessly sexy, and I almost trip and bust my ass before I make it to the bed because I'm distracted by his big… well, he's grown up pretty well, I guess. He looks up with an annoyed/confused look at the commotion, but then stifles a laugh as he sees me trying to regain my balance.

"Wow…" I murmur, leaning over him and running my hands up his thighs. "Why have I never realized before how sexy you are?"

Kiyota raises an eyebrow. "Guess you needed to see me in my full glory to make an assessment." I laugh and then give him what I'd like to believe is a seductive smile.

"I guess so." I lean over and kiss my way along his thigh, trying to take in every detail of the hot skin, the firm muscles…so very far from feminine, and I *like* it. I climb back onto the bed next to him, tossing the body oil a few inches away in the sheets. He turns to follow me as I lay alongside him and stroke my fingers along his torso. "Can I touch you?" I breathe against his lips as we lay on our sides, facing each other. He nods and his eyes search my face.

Taking a deep breath for confidence, I let my fingers dance downward until they hit soft hair and hard flesh. He sucks in a breath and his eyes drift shut as I tease my fingers along his length. I feel this coiling heat in the pit of my stomach. "Does this feel good?" I whisper. "I like this. I like touching you like this. I like how you feel…" I wrap my hand around the hot member and he hisses. "You're so big and hard…so hot…"

"Don't tease like that, baby…" he sighs, before biting his lip. I watch his face without concern since his eyes are closed, and slowly stroke him. "Uhhh…Hana…"

My breath catches in my throat at the rapturous look on his face, not to mention the way he moans my name. "Ne, I wish there was some way we could both do each other…" I muse, continuing my slow pulls. "I wanna know what it feels like from both sides…"

"Well, we'll just have to take turns…" he murmurs.

"Mmm, sounds good." I kiss him tenderly and then continue, "So who's first?"

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