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Shuichi slowly became conscious as rising waves of ecstasy licked at his very core. As his brain finally kicked in he became aware of two things; one: a warm, familiar frame was lying on top of his back and between his spread legs, and two: luscious, leisurely rhythmic thrusts were stroking against pleasurable places inside him. Eiri’s semi-clad upper half was wrapped around him, bare chest pressed into his back, his sand-washed silk-covered arms cradling him. As expected, Eiri’s lower extremities were covered, except where his unzipped fly exposed the silky straight pubic hair which tickled Shu’s skin so pleasantly, the soft yet firm testicles which slapped against the underside of Shu's bottom and his balls so erotically and the long, slick, thick penis which filled and fulfilled Shu so completely. A long drawn-out moan flowed out from deep within Shuichi’s being and escaped through his relaxed mouth, acknowledging the satisfaction he was experiencing, which was answered with a light chuckle behind him.
Out of Shuichi’s line of sight, Eiri’s face was nestled in the curve of Shu’s right shoulder against the back of his satiny head. A deep sultry voice flowed over younger man.
“Proud,” came the soft utterance, emphasizing the word with a more forceful yet still slow thrust.
“Throbbing, “ was purred, accentuated with strong Kegel exercise muscle flexes thumping Eiri’s penis against the smoldering walls deep inside Shuichi’s channel.
“Hot,” brushed over Shu’s left ear in a heated wisp of air, again accented with a slow and powerful push inside a more all-encompassing heat and ending with a circular hip grind motion to intensify and prolong the sweet infiltration.
Shuichi twisted his neck to gaze at his lover’s visage and his eyes rolled into the back of his brain as he was hit with olfactory overload. ‘Oh, he smells so GOOD!’ Shu thought as saliva began to fill his mouth in reaction to the sumptuous spicy scent. As he blinked his eyes back under control, the vocalist found himself contemplating the amused and twinkling twin suns of his golden lover, who then covered Shu’s mouth with his own luscious lips and began to suck the breath and juices from him.
Pulling away slowly from the soul kiss, Eiri murmured to his almost asphyxiated lover, “Breathe, silly. I’ve shown you how to kiss and breathe at the same time. No passing out is allowed, at least not until after you’ve come, that is.” Eiri smirked as he watched his adorable lover’s cheeks pink delicately at his ribald remark. The blond leaned in slightly to ravage the small ear located so conveniently close to his mouth with kisses and tongue fucks, extracting hisses, whines and small squirms from the responsive man beneath him.
Although Eiri was still slowly caressing his insides most exquisitely, Shuichi felt an unusual shifting of Eiri’s legs against the back of his own. Then he felt his pale lover’s gentle hands on his hips, pulling him up so he was now on his hands and knees, Eiri never stopping the unhurried in-and-out motion of filling and refilling Shuichi’s body. Eiri made a slight shift in angle and with the next thrust sent a searing surge of sensuousness throughout the younger man’s nervous system. Shuichi screamed his enjoyment with each deliberately slow penetration and brush to his prostate.
Through the haze of pleasure, Shuichi finally detected a change in the overall feeling of their love-making; he no longer felt the nubby texture of Eiri’s raw linen slacks against the back of his unclad thighs. Instead was the unaccustomed but welcoming warmth of flesh pressed against flesh.
Eiri’s legs were bare?
Had Eiri removed his pants?
Eiri NEVER removed his pants during sex!
Shuichi’s jumbled and confused thoughts were tossed aside to be forgotten as Eiri ran soft dry kisses and nibbles down his upper spine and light fingertip glissades up along his sides, causing the smaller man to arch and gasp from the prickling tingles coursing through him. The kissing along his spine continued, which eventually caused Eiri to slip out of Shuichi’s heat as Eiri’s mouth traveled ever lower, finally reached his lover’s posterior and nipped at each rounded cheek.
“No! Don’t stop! Come back! Don’t leave!” Shuichi managed to choke out, almost crying because of the deprivation, of losing the feeling of his lover’s gentleness inside him. Immediately he felt strong silk-sheathed arms wrap tightly around his waist as Eiri’s torso pressed against his back and the blond’s lips kissed his skin repeatedly in an attempt to comfort the distressed man under him. Eiri’s now freed penis pressed against Shu’s backside, causing another shaky whimper of need to escape the singer’s throat. Shu felt his lover’s low seductive rumble against him.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Eiri declared against Shuichi’s back, then kissed his darling’s skin again soothingly. Eiri’s own breath had hitched when he had heard the crying tone in his lover’s voice. The amber-eyed man released his right arm from around Shu’s waist and trailed his fingertips up along the satin-skinned torso until he reached one of his sweet love’s sensitive nipples. Stroking the pleasure center gently he repeated, “I’m not going anywhere.” Relaxing his death grip on Shuichi’s waist, Eiri’s left hand homed in on his beloved’s erection and began to lightly run his fingers along the length. “I’m here, don’t cry,” was all he was able to utter before he had to shut down the upswelling of emotions bombarding him by pressing his face into the warm back of his vivacious life partner to regain some semblance of control.
With those reassuring words easing his fears of rejection and abandonment, Shuichi allowed himself to be swept away by the delicate ministrations his handsome lover’s fingers were playing on his body. Eiri’s hands seemed to be everywhere at once, lightly covering his skin with butterfly caresses, coaxing yet another huff of pleasure from Shuichi’s slack and slightly drooling mouth. It was all one large, somewhat defused blur of sensation until without warning everything focused on the tender kisses and licks being lavished on his balls.
While Shuichi had been zoned out on all-over pleasure, Eiri had lain down face up and maneuvered himself so the smaller man’s groin was suspended above his head. Then he had latched onto Shuichi’s knees and moved them apart more so the pink-haired man’s body would lower itself to Eiri’s waiting mouth. Eiri’s featherweight fingertips were now delicately stroking Shu’s bottom.
Shuichi fell to his elbows, pressing his face into his now crossed arms as he sobbed with delight, knowing Eiri loved the velvety texture of his almost hair-free testicles as much as he loved Eiri giving them attention. The fingers lightly caressing his behind, fingernails teasing and tickling the skin to gooseflesh, just compounded and enhanced his enjoyment. Shu wailed wantonly when Eiri sucked one testicle into his mouth and concentrated on the dense, rounded structure inside the sac, rolling it around and nudging it with his talented tongue. Then he graced the other testicle with the same gentle treatment. The ‘ahs’ pouring from Shuichi’s mouth were almost staccato as he relished the ardent pampering he was receiving.
Suddenly Shuichi’s body stiffened and shuddered, his mouth uttering a low howling moan while his head tilted back toward the ceiling as the base of his shaft experienced a deliberately unhurried tongue swipe and a light gnaw. He heard a chortle under him as an aristocratic nose gave the midline of his scrotum a loving nuzzle and silken lips stole a quick buss. Hands hastened along Shu’s sides until they could reach his chest, then pressed upward. Shu found himself once again propped up on his hands and knees.
Eiri spoke quietly into the tender skin of Shuichi’s right inner thigh, while doling out tiny tantalizing kisses. “Since you were bound and determined…" *kiss* "…to try something new…" *kiss* "…I thought…” *kiss* ”…this would be different enough…" *kiss* "…to appease your need…" *kiss* "…for a little adventure.” *kiss* Eiri rubbed his soft left cheek against the sensitized inner thigh, a soothing sensation.
Eiri tapped Shuichi’s outer thighs with his fingers and continued without the distracting smooches. "Let's continue the adventure. Just keep your hands on the bed, your arms straight and let your legs relax a little, okay?"
"Uh huh," was all the affirmative the addled-from-ardor Shuichi could muster, finding himself in the rare state of being at a loss for words.
"Okay then," said Eiri, one side of his mouth quivering into a microscopic smirk, realizing their roles had somehow reversed and suddenly he was now the talkative one between the sheets.
Eiri wrapped his hands around Shuichi’s slim hipbones and pressed upward. The action sent the lower half of Shu's lanky body toward the ceiling. The pink-haired man's legs were now as straight as his arms and only his hands and feet were in contact with the mattress. His head hung low while his bottom was the highest part of him, in a lovely presentation position because of his spread legs.
The thought of such easy access made it difficult for Eiri to resist but he reined his libido in so he could move to the next step of the adventure.
"I'm letting go of your hips now, so keep in this position for just a minute. I promise it won't last long," said Eiri as he reluctantly removed his hands from Shuichi's satiny smooth body.
Shuichi remained poised above the mattress as directed, albeit a bit shaky. Curious as to just what was going on behind him, he deciding to look between his arms and was greeted by the sight of his lover moving toward him. Eiri was actually crawling on his stomach between Shuichi's legs and through the space formed by the smaller man's body. Shu’s head jerked back as the fair-haired man quickly covered the length of the human tunnel and stopped when his shoulders met with Shuichi’s hands pressed into the mattress.
Eiri knew he had only moments before the shorter man above him would need to relax so he swiftly adjusted his shirt, pulling it down from the neckline so it was slipping off his shoulders and pulling up the shirttail so it no longer covered his bottom. Then he told Shuichi to put his knees back on the bed.
Shuichi’s knees landed firmly against the mattress on either side of Eiri’s body, arms and legs quaking from the exertion of the odd position. He was even panting slightly.
Eiri tilted his head so he could see his lover’s strained face. “You look as if you're you are about to collapse,” he muttered quietly. “Why don’t you go ahead and lie on me?” Eiri’s answer to his question was a puddle of pink powder-puff fluff crashing on top of him, causing him to grunt in surprise. Then his lips twitched with a tiny grin as he felt the radiating body heat, the still unflagging erection and the sensuously soft bare skin of his beloved bonehead, who was currently using him as a human futon.
As with any man with youth on his side, Shuichi recovered quickly from the odd exercise and was pleased to discover the right cheek of his face had landed on Eiri’s bare left shoulder when he had collapsed onto Eiri’s body. He began to kiss, gnaw and lightly lick the vulnerable spot on his lover, quickly drawing panting ‘ha’s from his usually silent paramour. Shuichi loved playing Eiri’s body the way Eiri could play his own. The blond novelist’s shoulders and back were a very large erogenous zone and that revelation had given Shuichi an arsenal he could exploit even in public, when he could get away with it. Pushing Eiri’s shirt a little lower off the shoulder allowed him to attack even more savory milky flesh, which he proceeded to do enthusiastically.
As he investigated Eiri’s back with his mouth, Shuichi discovered the wiggling motion he used to propel himself along the long lean form under him drew breathy moans and answering wiggles from his taller lover. Scrambling back onto his hands and knees, Shu decided to continue making the man beneath him writhe from the action. Swaying his hips in a side-to-side motion, the pink-haired man slowly rubbed the head of his erect penis along the middle of Eiri’s back right below the bunched up silk shirt. Eiri’s soft exclamations grew louder as he felt his own erection push against the mattress under him, his hips involuntarily responding with slow sustained thrusting motions to the stimulus.
Shuichi continued the unhurried back-and-forth hip motion, deliberately drawing a snake-like path downward with his moist tip. He brushed the head of his hard length across the small of Eiri’s back, along the two darling lower back dimples, gradually making the shallow assent up the curve of the older man’s tight muscular backside.
Eiri found he was groaning in abandon and flailing against the bed because of the tingling, quivering sensations careening throughout his body, licking at his nipples, tickling up his spine, tightening his balls, twitching his already aching erection. He was definitely letting go this time by allowing Shuichi to take the initiative, and Eiri had been surprised when he had ascertained he was enjoying the little adventure immensely. His teeth sank into the pillow closest to him as he grunted out his delectation, but he was still trying to keep his head just a little longer so the final stages of his plan would go off without a hitch. He HAD made a promise.
Shuichi kept sketching against the blond’s bottom, feeling his penis dip and dance in and out of the curves of Eiri’s crack. As the tip slipped over the crest of the buttocks and began its descent, the satiny skin covering the lower half of the compact yet curvaceous rump let it be known it was even more sensitive, wringing louder gasps and whines and body spasms from the horizontal golden man. The final deliberate ‘paint’ strokes were applied to the undercuppage crease where upper leg was joined to buttock, a highly sexually charged volatile area judging from the seizures jolting the flesh and the sharp, boisterous noises escaping through the gritted teeth of the novelist.
Shuichi finally had to pause, the length of his pulsing erection coming to rest in the valley dividing Eiri’s cheeks. Rubbing himself against his lover for such an extended period of time coupled with the almost constant erotic sounds and motions his lover made had stimulated him to the point of bringing him close to completion. He had to stop and regroup if he wanted to last longer and continue this intriguing romp.
The brief respite was also a relief to Eiri, who had found himself getting dizzy from almost hyperventilating while trying to catch his breath.
For a few moments the only sound in the moon-drenched bedroom was a duet of ragged inhalations and exhalations.
Recovering some of his control, Shuichi glided his torso back up Eiri’s back, pressing his sensitive and erect nipples against the soft pale skin and allowing his dribbling penis to drag along, leaving another shimmering trail of pre-cum along Eiri’s lower spine ridges, drawing soft sighs from the prone taller man. The silk shirt was now a rolled up, wrinkled, sweat-smeared and bedraggled wad across the middle of Eiri’s upper back, and its bunched up condition was restricting the blond’s arm movements to a degree. Shuichi considered talking Eiri out of the garment then realized it was acting somewhat like a restraint, keeping the pale man from full motion. Perhaps this was the adventure Eiri had mentioned as appeasement. Having the usually authoritative man in this passive position was certainly unusual and unique. It probably WAS the closest they would ever get to bondage so Shuichi decided to ignore it and continue his assault to Eiri’s highly reactive back. Admittedly, at any moment the JPop vocalist expected the writer to roll over and take him hard and fast while he was hovering over or sitting astride the fair-haired man, the thought of which caused the uke in Shuichi to tingle and mewl with anticipation.
His face back in position over the top of Eiri’s sensitive snowy shoulders, Shuichi applied first nose nuzzles then teeth presses to the pliable skin, leaving a pattern of lightly indented rings across the upper part of Eiri’s back. For some reason the blond loved teeth presses and bites that did not break the skin, perhaps something having to do with the threshold between pain and pleasure. Eiri’s bucking response and moan from each press encouraged the lighter man to continue his travels along the same route. Leaning over to kiss the hollow at the back of his partner’s neck just where the golden man liked it, Shuichi was almost bowled over by another assault to his nose, the spicy aroma once more turning on the waterworks in his mouth and making his eyes spin. Eiri actually smiled into his pillow when he felt the liquid landing on the first vertebrae of his spine, knowing he had surprised his petite lover yet again and they would both reap the rewards of the fragrant stimulation.
Shuichi fell upon the blond’s fair flesh with renewed enthusiasm, lapping up the saliva he had so generously slobbered there and adding kisses, licks, gnaws and nips as he saw fit. Occasionally he would taste himself mixed with his lover’s flavor as his tongue passed over areas where he had drawn pre-cum trails earlier. So intent was Shuichi on lavishing attention to his lover’s back, shoulders and neck he barely registered the sound of the pump bottle dispensing lube.
Shifting his somewhat restricted arms so he could actually reach his goal, the knuckles of Eiri’s left hand traveled carefully up Shuichi’s left inner leg pressed against his hip until he bumped into his destination, the silky scrotum and shaft of his highly excitable lover. Working by touch alone, he pressed his slick palm and digits around the rigid ‘engine’ and thoroughly coated the silky smooth skin of Shuichi’s raging erection with strawberry scented and flavored lube. High-pitched melodious bird cries trilled from the silver throat of the singer as the onslaught to his senses washed over him.
While Shuichi was saturated with exquisite carnality, Eiri put into action the next phase to fulfilling his promise. Eiri’s left leg began to push out against Shuichi’s left inner thigh and knee in an attempt to dislodge the rose-tinted man from his current placement on the mattress.
With his brain muddled with lust, Shuichi just instinctively transferred his left leg away from the limb pushing him off-balance, placing his knee on the other side of the shifting leg. When the right leg under him parroted the move of the left so his other leg altered positions as well, Shu found himself kneeling between the spread inner thighs of his amber-eyed lover.
Shuichi now faced the bottom edge of Eiri’s shoulder blades peeking from under the crumpled silk. Fed up with the fabric denying him the entirety of his flaxen beauty’s flawless skin, Shuichi dug his toes into the mattress and pushed himself up along his lover’s long body so he could easily reach the offending cloth, his lube-slathered phallus leaving slickness in the outer vale of Eiri’s rump cheeks. Shu gathered the underarm material on both sides and began pushing both the fabric and Eiri’s arms up over his head. With his arms raised, the back of the shirt easily passed over the blond’s head and puddled around his wrists. The beautiful broad back was now completely exposed and Shuichi slipped back down so his knees settled between Eiri’s thighs. Feeling his excitement intensify at the slightly kinky spectacle before him, the singer began assaulting the flesh along the now fully visible bottom edge of the writer’s shoulder blades with a slightly wet tongue and nibbling teeth.
A sharp gasp escaped Eiri’s lips as scraping incisors followed by a soothing tongue glided across his skin.
As his mouth continued to gnaw and lave all over the pale back, Shu ran his fingers along the sides of Eiri’s body, finally reaching another one of Eiri’s hot spots. Stroking the outer edges of the recumbent man’s pectoral muscles with feathery fingertips sent shivering signals to nipples pressed against the mattress just out of reach to harden immediately. Eiri’s strangled gurgle and thrashing motions gave Shuichi the thumbs-up to persist the loving molestation.
After a little more tender taunting which excited them both, Shu ceased his back banquet and shifted his hands so they were poised on the skin right above Eiri’s shoulder blades. With fingernails bared like claws Shu ran twin track lines of medium-pressure scratches from those pale creamy shoulders all the way to Eiri’s muscular calves, leaving behind thin pink welt paths. While the writhing man discussed his acute pleasure with the pillow he was screaming into, Shuichi bit Eiri lightly a few times on the rear, just teeth presses, but oh-so intoxicating to the blond, whose head jerked from the saliva-soaked kapok to bellow his ecstasy at the ceiling as his back arched tautly.
Shu’s own passion-laden body could not resist the sight of his lover’s beautifully arching back. He quickly leaned forward and bit down hard onto Eiri’s white right shoulder, coaxing another round of guttural screeches from the blond while Shu’s own rapture-drenched shrieks were muffled by the skin and bone he held tenderly but firmly between his teeth.
Eiri could not delay any longer. His brain was refusing to think anymore, it just wanted to process pleasure. His body was ablaze with the sensations the sparks in his groin were shooting throughout his entire system, caused by the extravagant care and detailed attention his beloved was bestowing on his body so thoroughly.
It was time to strike while both irons were fiery hot.
It was now or never.
Eiri rose slightly off the mattress with his hands and knees and shoved his firm bottom against Shuichi’s slippery groin in desperation, wriggling his posterior in a way he hoped was enticing, or at least was providing an unsubtle clue to the smaller man behind him. Both extremely stimulated men keened at the mind-blowing contact, bodies seizing up momentarily as their shared desire thundered over them.
Shu was stunned when he heard Eiri whisper breathlessly, “Choo choo, Shu, I have a promise to keep…”
Reluctantly calling himself away from concentrating on just pure raw passion and sensation, Eiri scraped a few brain cells together into a semi-coherent puddle of grey matter and gaspingly panted out his Reply, “The train must make it to its destination on time but first must pass through a long, dark, narrow and dangerous tunnel. Keep your hands inside the compartment and your head down.”
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The train arrived on time…
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~fin~
Author Notes
Japanese Terms, just in case...
-chan = suffix meaning darling or little one. A term of affection usually reserved for romantic partners, young female friends, children, family members or small animals.
-kun = An honorific used for addressing or referring to Children and teenagers, particularly males, or in an adult setting, used to address an inferior.
Seme = Japanese term meaning attack. In a male/male relationship this term refers to the penetrator. It is sometimes referred to as the man on top but everyone knows a man does not have to be literally on top to penetrate a lover.
Shounen-ai = Japanese term meaning boy’s love. Stories where two very beautiful males are attracted to each other romantically. The focus is on the character drama of the relationship, while yaoi is used for more explicit, sexually focused material.
Uke = Japanese term meaning receptacle. In a male/male relationship this term refers to the penetrated, the receiver.
Yaoi = An acronym from the Japanese phrase 'yama-nashi, ochi-nashi, imi-nashi', meaning 'no peak, no point, no meaning'. Yaoi is a woman's genre of manga (comic books) and short stories, produced by female artists and writers for female readers to enjoy. It focuses on the romantic, emotional and sexual relationships of two (sometimes more) men together.
Is that kokigami book for real?
The kokigami book is an actual publication and at one time the author owned a pristine (unused) copy of it. A few moves have occurred since purchasing the book and it has now been mislaid. Information on the book can be found at www.kokigami.com. The title has changed since it was first released over a decade ago so both subtitles have been added to the book depicted in this story. The ‘tiny paper costume’ is such a nice turn of phrase and it is a shame the new subtitle is more clinical.
What’s a Kegel exercise muscle flex?
You can find out more at http://www.bringhealth.com/kegel_exercise.html
What is the big deal with Eiri’s pants?
In the manga Eiri never removes his pants and only rarely removes his shirt (though he does completely unbutton it) when he & Shuichi have sex. The anime never indicates this pants issue one way or another although the flashback sequence where the camera pans across the floor littered with Shuichi’s schoolgirl uniform only shows his clothes scattered about, all pieces accountable as Shu’s, including the red girlie undies. Some unknown fabric is seen draped on the edge of the bed. Later Eiri looks like he gathers up that particular piece of fabric, which turns into his shirt. His pants are on.
The dream sequence in the OVA does show Eiri in strange looking, almost thong-cut black underwear, but he is standing, not having sex. The Costume Nazi in me almost hit the roof at the sight of those poorly designed briefs.
In the Remix doujinshi (drawn by Maki Murakami) Eiri’s pants are missing on only two occasions, in #4 in two frames and throughout #5, where Eiri is an unwilling uke to both Tatsuha and Tohma.
So far, the other yaoi Gravi doujinshi I own and not drawn by Mukakami-sama depicts Eiri wearing his pants during sex. What I mean by wearing pants is the waistband of the pants rarely leaves the waist except at the open fly. I have seen the waistband reach the upper hips but the waistband never goes lower than the hips. No butt crack is ever seen.
Personally I suspect this is a Japanese visual shorthand for the reader. A lot of yaoi doujin I own (at least a couple hundred now) depict the seme wearing pants and sometimes a shirt during sex and the uke is either completely naked, or pant-less with just a shirt, shoulders being exposed. The exposed shoulders on a uke is a really interesting piece of shorthand I have as yet to find out the specific meaning. Originally I thought it may be connected to the Japanese erotic paintings where the couples are completely dressed but their kimono are exposing super-sized genitalia. I could not find any exposed shoulders on the women in any of the prints in the art books I own. Then I thought it could be referring to how slipping the kimono neckline back on a geisha’s shoulders, exposing the neck, is supposed to be very erotic. I do not have any confirmation on any of my speculations being factual so do not quote me.
An interesting tidbit - my writing muse had me baring Eiri’s shoulders and I did not even connect what I did until I wrote the above about exposed shoulders. I just wanted Shuichi to have some skin to enjoy in his new position. My muse, Grunt the God-awful Stench, keeps up with the shorthand better than I do!
Anyway, in general, pants or no pants equals seme and uke respectively.
In real life it would be a tad uncomfortable and almost dangerous to wear pants while having sex. All that sweat and other bodily emissions getting into the fabric and the potential threat of the metal zipper teeth tearing into delicate flesh or snagging on either or both participants’ pubic hair would make it unappealing to both parties involved. The truth of the matter is, the usual places men’s pants land when having sex with their pants still on are either right below the butt where they rest on the thighs, or around the knees.