Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Real World Experience yaoi version ❯ Young Love Before the Dawn of Torture ( Chapter 2 )

 

As soon as class let out, Ryou and Bakura raced to Bakura's motorcycle and sped out of the school parking lot.

 

/You know, you looked so hot and sexy when you were mouthing off to that teacher./ Ryou said to Bakura through his mind link in a sultry voice.

 

//Ugh,// Bakura groaned as a bulge formed in his pants, his vision of the road in front of him blurred. //And just what was going through your mind then?//

 

/I was thinking about how as soon as we get through the door, I'm going to ride you so hard that I can't walk for a week./ Ryou answered in that voice again, enjoying the effect of his torturous mental foreplay on the yami. Ryou ran his index finger lightly over Bakura's groin, and tightly clutched his yami's waist as the bike violently lurched.

 

//Ryou, if you don't stop now, we're both going to die very unsatisfied deaths.// Bakura warned.

 

Ryou stopped his ministrations for the time being.

 

A very long and painful ten minutes later, the pair arrived home, and jumped off the bike to get inside.

 

Ryou fumbled with the keys, and they both tumbled in when the unsympathetic door was unlocked.

 

In a wild rush, the two boys ripped off their backpacks and jackets. Both of the boys paused. Both were dressed in undershirts and pants, and Ryou in his half unbuttoned shirt as well. They took one look at each other, and their bodies met in a violent thud as their need to feel each other became too great. Their mouths meshed together in a forceful kiss as they vented only a little bit of the unresolved ride home. Bakura picked Ryou up, and as the younger boy wrapped his legs around the taller one, he gave a throaty moan.

 

Bakura broke the kiss, and said, “We might want to take this upstairs before this gets a little… heated,” punctuating his point by giving Ryou a hard, dry hump in his backside through is jeans.

 

Ryou only gave a long moan in replay. He barely noticed Bakura carrying him up the stairs as he looked into the yami's eyes.

 

“Its now time for you to finish what you started,” Bakura stated.

 

Ryou nodded, and rolled on top of his yami. The hikari kissed his yami deeply as he began to untuck the taller man's shirt and slowly. Their tongues battling for dominance, the two began to slowly rub their groins against one another, still becoming stimulated despite the coarse material of their pants between them. Ryou broke the kiss to lift Bakura's shirt over his head, and the yami began to mewl in disappointment. His cries were cut off by moans as Ryou began to pinch, caress, and tweak his nipples into hardness. Bakura captured Ryou's mouth again, as Ryou slid his hands down the hardness of his yami's abs. The muscles grew taught as the soft caress passed over them.

 

“Ryou…” Bakura gasped as he broke the kiss to look at his flushed hikari. Ryou was panting, and looking deeply into his yami's eyes. Bakura took off Ryou's shirt and undershirt, and pulled the younger one on top of him so the feeling of skin on skin came to him.

 

Ryou looked at him for one more moment, before bringing his hands to the hem of Bakura's pants. Bakura bucked his hips, begging for him to continue. Ryou took his time, sexily undoing the button with his mouth, keeping visual contact with his yami, and playfully growling as he pulled down the zipper with his teeth. Bakura began to pant, watching his hikari.

 

Inch by inch, Ryou slipped Bakura's pants and boxers down his legs, pausing for a moment to admire his yami's arousal. Bakura bucked his hips once more to illustrate his impatience. Ryou only chuckled and continued with his slow pace. Bakura closed his eyes tightly as to the pending frustration of the slow ministrations.

 

It was then that he felt Ryou. His breath was ghosting over his arousal. He began to lift his hips for some contact with those beautiful lips, but Ryou held him down. Briefly Ryou touched the tip of his tongue to the yami's weeping arousal. The yami's growled and cracked pen his eye just enough to witness Ryou going to lick at the yami's hard cock once more. To him, it was a beautiful site.

 

Ryou decided to have mercy, and took all of his yami's manhood in his mouth at once. The response was immediate, with the yami throwing his head back, and severely arching his back. Ryou darted his tongue with lightning speed, seeming almost like rain on the sensitive organ. The yami began to thrash his head from side to side as wordless cried formed in his mouth. All he could think of was that he wanted more. And all of a sudden, it all stopped.

 

Bakura threw his eyes open in disappointment, eyes flashing red as he glared at Ryou. At the site of the boy, all attempts of reaching his climax stopped at he say the hikari's actions. Ryou was in front of him, with the cherry scented lube in one hand, and the other hand delicately moving within him as he prepared himself for upcoming events. Bakura just stared, allured by the sight. Ryou began moaning at the pleasure his own hand gave him, imagining that it was Bakura's.

 

Satisfied, Ryou pulled his fingers out of himself, and offered them to Bakura, who willingly took them into his mouth and began to suck on them. Bakura relished in the taste that was all Ryou. Ryou then got a devilish gleam in his eyes, and sexily stalked up to Bakura on his hands and knees until he was fully on top of the yami. With one plunge, Ryou impaled himself on his yami's arousal. Lustful looks met each other as each took a pause to acclimate themselves to the familiar but still special sensations.

 

Bakura took the initiative by bending his knees, and bucking his hips. Ryou got the message, and began moving up and down on his yami, enjoying the feeling of the spirit inside of him. Bakura reached out, and took Ryou's weeping cock in his hand. Ryou gasped, but continued riding his yami. Bakura began firmly stroking the hikari, watching the pleasured faces the boy was making.

 

//Ride `em cowboy// Bakura said mentally, unable to speak.

 

/Ughhh../ was all Ryou could reply.

 

Feeling his climax coming, Ryou screamed “Faster!” Being one to please, Bakura complied. “Harder!” Ryou cried once more.

 

“My my, so demanding little one, and they thought you were innocent.” Ryou gave Bakura a look that would kill, and Bakura slammed his hips up with a bruising force. Ryou threw his head back in appreciation.

 

It was then that Bakura, still inside Ryou, flipped them over so that Ryou was on his back, and Bakura was between his legs. Ryou tried to form a word of protest, but the words were lost as Bakura began thrusting into him harder than before. The yami leaned down to the hikari's ear, and began to speak to him in a husky voice.

 

“You want it hard and rough don't you?” Bakura asked. Ryou nodded. Bakura thrusted harder. “You want it fast don't you?” he asked. Again, Ryou nodded. Bakura picked up speed. “You want me to fuck that pretty little hold of yours until it bleeds don't you?” Ryou nodded. Bakura smirked, he loved to talk dirty and as much as anyone wouldn't believe it, Ryou loved to hear it. “Let me hear how much you want it.” Bakura requested.

 

Ryou shook he head, knowing that once he opened his mouth that anyone within a five mile radius would hear him scream. Bakura slowed his pace, and Ryou bit his lip. Bakura stopped altogether, and Ryou broke.

 

“I want you to fuck me into next week!” Ryou cried.

 

“That's more like it,” Bakura said, “now tell me how is feels.” Once again, Ryou shook his head. One look from Bakura showed that there would be no release anytime soon unless he spoke dirty.

 

“Feels so good,” Ryou described.

 

“How good?” Bakura taunted.

 

“Good enough that if I died with this feeling, I could be happy forever.” Ryou answered.

 

“Tell me how it feels,” Bakura continued, not at all satisfied with the fluffy response.

 

“So hot,” Ryou surrendered. “I love the feeling of your hot, hard cock sliding in and out of my tight hole.”

 

“Mmmm,” Bakura moaned appreciatively, getting even more turned on by the words of his light.

 

“Bakura.” Ryou called.

 

“Hmm,” the spirit responded, looking at his light.

 

“I'm coming. The feeling of that long, hard cock of yours is too much.” Ryou proclaimed, getting into the dirty mood.

 

“Let me see you touch yourself.” Bakura commanded.

 

Ryou gripped his length. Bakura was enthralled with the spectacle before him. Ryou had his eyes closed, mouth slightly open, and his chest rose and fell quickly with his panting. Ryou's hand moved slowly on his dick, gradually speeding up, as the pleasure rose. After only seconds, Bakura was witnessing his hikari moving into his hands, and at the same time allowing Bakura deeper into his body.

 

“Bakuraaaaa…” Ryou moaned, holding back.

 

“Let me see you cum Ryou” Bakura ordered.

 

“Mmmm,” Ryou groaned, his climax approaching fast. “BAKURA!!” He screamed as his came forcefully into his hand and on both of their stomachs.

 

As soon as Ryou's channel tightened, Bakura's eyes rolled up, and he thrust forcefully into Ryou. “RYOU!” Bakura cried, filling Ryou hot channel with his essence.

 

Bakura landed with his hands on either side of Ryou, and bent down to give his a soft kiss.

 

“I love you,” they both said softly. Bakura pulled out, and covered them both the the blankets of the bed.

 

Just as they were about to fall asleep, Ryou reached over, and set the alarm button.

 

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