anon kink meme request #6
Title: Helping Hands
Pairing: Ohba
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “Mutual masturbation”
Disclaimer: I am not, nor do I know any of the mentioned characters. This is only a work of fiction.
A/N: For an awesome anon. Hope you like it ^^
“Do you know what ‘The Stranger’ means?” Aiba asked breathlessly. Ohno shook his head ‘no’, letting out a soft whine.
“It’s when you sit on your hand for a few minutes until it numbs out. Then you jerk off so it feels like someone else’s hand,” Aiba moaned into the tanned shoulder.
“Kinda like what we’re doing now, huh?”
“Mm,” Aiba nodded and kissed the man in front of him. Ohno’s hands tightened around him, adding more pressure on the hard cock.
“Is that what made you want this?” Ohno asked in between kisses.
“Not really-ah, faster.” Aiba threw his head back and moaned. He licked the palm of his hand and wrapped it around Ohno’s dripping erection. Again their lips fell into a sloppy embrace as they both felt the slight pangs of their orgasms.
“Grip it tighter,” Ohno grunted.
Their hands moved faster, their voices mixing in together and getting louder. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” Aiba repeated as he thrust his hips into Ohno’s hands.
“Come for me,” the artist whispered. He didn’t need to be told twice as Aiba cried out and released his load on his stomach and a bit on Ohno’s hand. The smaller idol followed shortly after, the look on the man’s face was just too lovely.
They slowly removed their hands from each other and smiled. “Wonderful as always,” Aiba smiled, biting his lip a little.
“Likewise.”
They wiped down and relaxed in bed, the awkwardness that used to be in the air around them after they did this has long gone.
“How’d we end up like this?” Aiba asked.
“Hmm…wasn’t it when we were watching that American MILF porn?”
“Ah, that one,” Aiba giggled. “I can’t believe you just whipped your dick out while sitting next to me.”
“We were covered, I didn’t think you’d notice,” Ohno countered.
“Mm, cause someone letting out small moans and their shoulders jerking up and down isn’t obvious enough.”
Ohno smiled and kissed the man’s cheek. “Shut up and sleep.”
FLASHBACK
Aiba was preparing some food while Ohno was setting up the DVD. Some people might find it strange that two grown men are going to hang out and watch some porn together, but it wasn’t for them.
They were comfortable around each other. They felt at ease around each other, which is the only reason that they didn’t see anything wrong with it.
“What did you pick this time?”
“Desperate Housewhores,” Ohno laughed. “Gosh just the title sounds ridiculous.”
Aiba smirked and placed the beers and sandwiches on the table. “Okay play,” he said as he cracked open the can.
They were holding small conversations with each other until that one scene. It cut Aiba off mid-sentence and distracted Ohno from taking a bite from his sandwich. The woman was propped up on the man, bouncing up and down while most likely yelling at the man to ‘fuck her harder’.
Aiba felt his junior rising, causing a tent in his sweats. He wasn’t embarrassed at this fact, hell if he didn’t get hard looking at this then he’d have too question himself. What he was embarrassed about was the fact that he wanted to look at Ohno. He wanted to see the man’s face, just for a quick second, just to see how he’s handling this.
Ohno licked his lips, eyes trained on the woman’s shaved pussy moving up and down the actor’s cock. He couldn’t deny himself anymore. He slowly slid his hand underneath the table, glad that the covers would provide a barrier as he slipped his hand inside his shorts. Against his will a soft moan slipped out his mouth.
Aiba’s eyes shifted over to Ohno, noticing how his mouth was twitching open and closed, his eyebrows furrowing, and his shoulder moving in a familiar motion. ‘Oh my god, he’s getting off!’ he yelled in his mind. Though the weirdest thing was that he more wanted to join in.
Discreetly, he slipped his hand underneath the table, but instead of going to his own erection, he moved over to Ohno’s. The man jerked and looked over at Aiba, the lust painfully apparent in his eyes.
“Le-let me,” the taller man gulped. Ohno nodded and removed his hand from around his cock. He moaned at how Aiba’s hand felt on him. It wasn’t like the many times he jerked off, nor was it like the times when his female companions touched him.
It was new and different; yet mildly familiar. Aiba liked to squeeze tighter when he got closer to the head, something he’s never tried or had someone else try; it was his own unique way which turned him on. Ohno gasped when the man thumbed the slit, spreading the slick fluid of precum on the head.
He moved his left hand over to the younger man’s sweats, smirking when he felt the bulge. Ohno slipped his hand in; surprised to find the man was going commando. “Just how quick was he going to beat off after this?” he thought as gripped the hard cock.
Aiba whimpered at the shorter idol’s actions. He was rough, but not too rough; it was almost perfect. Ohno moved fast unlike Aiba’s steady pace.
There they were sitting in front of the television as they watched the man owing the woman. Her hair tugged and pulled back as he whispered in her ear. Both men moaned and twitched; they were about to come.
Ohno was the first to go, his come messing up his shorts and boxers. Aiba came minutes later, loving the feeling of his cum dripping onto his inner thigh. Slowly they pulled their hand out and away, then looking at each other. The older man leaned in and kissed him, pulling back before Aiba could react.
“Bathroom?”
“Yeah,” the other man smirked. With his clean hand, Aiba paused the movie and waddled to bathroom with Ohno to clean up together.
BACK TO PRESENT
“We never did finish that movie,” Ohno laughed.
“Yeah, we were both kinda awkward and worried about what just happened,” the man said as he played with the artist’s fingers.
“Mm, we definitely got over that,” Ohno smirked. They laid in silence a bit, before he spoke again. “So that ‘stranger’ idea…”
“Yup?”
“Did you do it before that day?”
“No afterwards, when I was too embarrassed to ask you to do it again,” he chuckled. Ohno laughed and snuggled into Aiba’s side some more.
They didn’t care if this wasn’t a real relationship, nor did they care that they were close friends and co-workers. The two only saw this as two friends offering help and nothing more.
END
Pairing: Ohba
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “Mutual masturbation”
Disclaimer: I am not, nor do I know any of the mentioned characters. This is only a work of fiction.
A/N: For an awesome anon. Hope you like it ^^
“Do you know what ‘The Stranger’ means?” Aiba asked breathlessly. Ohno shook his head ‘no’, letting out a soft whine.
“It’s when you sit on your hand for a few minutes until it numbs out. Then you jerk off so it feels like someone else’s hand,” Aiba moaned into the tanned shoulder.
“Kinda like what we’re doing now, huh?”
“Mm,” Aiba nodded and kissed the man in front of him. Ohno’s hands tightened around him, adding more pressure on the hard cock.
“Is that what made you want this?” Ohno asked in between kisses.
“Not really-ah, faster.” Aiba threw his head back and moaned. He licked the palm of his hand and wrapped it around Ohno’s dripping erection. Again their lips fell into a sloppy embrace as they both felt the slight pangs of their orgasms.
“Grip it tighter,” Ohno grunted.
Their hands moved faster, their voices mixing in together and getting louder. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” Aiba repeated as he thrust his hips into Ohno’s hands.
“Come for me,” the artist whispered. He didn’t need to be told twice as Aiba cried out and released his load on his stomach and a bit on Ohno’s hand. The smaller idol followed shortly after, the look on the man’s face was just too lovely.
They slowly removed their hands from each other and smiled. “Wonderful as always,” Aiba smiled, biting his lip a little.
“Likewise.”
They wiped down and relaxed in bed, the awkwardness that used to be in the air around them after they did this has long gone.
“How’d we end up like this?” Aiba asked.
“Hmm…wasn’t it when we were watching that American MILF porn?”
“Ah, that one,” Aiba giggled. “I can’t believe you just whipped your dick out while sitting next to me.”
“We were covered, I didn’t think you’d notice,” Ohno countered.
“Mm, cause someone letting out small moans and their shoulders jerking up and down isn’t obvious enough.”
Ohno smiled and kissed the man’s cheek. “Shut up and sleep.”
FLASHBACK
Aiba was preparing some food while Ohno was setting up the DVD. Some people might find it strange that two grown men are going to hang out and watch some porn together, but it wasn’t for them.
They were comfortable around each other. They felt at ease around each other, which is the only reason that they didn’t see anything wrong with it.
“What did you pick this time?”
“Desperate Housewhores,” Ohno laughed. “Gosh just the title sounds ridiculous.”
Aiba smirked and placed the beers and sandwiches on the table. “Okay play,” he said as he cracked open the can.
They were holding small conversations with each other until that one scene. It cut Aiba off mid-sentence and distracted Ohno from taking a bite from his sandwich. The woman was propped up on the man, bouncing up and down while most likely yelling at the man to ‘fuck her harder’.
Aiba felt his junior rising, causing a tent in his sweats. He wasn’t embarrassed at this fact, hell if he didn’t get hard looking at this then he’d have too question himself. What he was embarrassed about was the fact that he wanted to look at Ohno. He wanted to see the man’s face, just for a quick second, just to see how he’s handling this.
Ohno licked his lips, eyes trained on the woman’s shaved pussy moving up and down the actor’s cock. He couldn’t deny himself anymore. He slowly slid his hand underneath the table, glad that the covers would provide a barrier as he slipped his hand inside his shorts. Against his will a soft moan slipped out his mouth.
Aiba’s eyes shifted over to Ohno, noticing how his mouth was twitching open and closed, his eyebrows furrowing, and his shoulder moving in a familiar motion. ‘Oh my god, he’s getting off!’ he yelled in his mind. Though the weirdest thing was that he more wanted to join in.
Discreetly, he slipped his hand underneath the table, but instead of going to his own erection, he moved over to Ohno’s. The man jerked and looked over at Aiba, the lust painfully apparent in his eyes.
“Le-let me,” the taller man gulped. Ohno nodded and removed his hand from around his cock. He moaned at how Aiba’s hand felt on him. It wasn’t like the many times he jerked off, nor was it like the times when his female companions touched him.
It was new and different; yet mildly familiar. Aiba liked to squeeze tighter when he got closer to the head, something he’s never tried or had someone else try; it was his own unique way which turned him on. Ohno gasped when the man thumbed the slit, spreading the slick fluid of precum on the head.
He moved his left hand over to the younger man’s sweats, smirking when he felt the bulge. Ohno slipped his hand in; surprised to find the man was going commando. “Just how quick was he going to beat off after this?” he thought as gripped the hard cock.
Aiba whimpered at the shorter idol’s actions. He was rough, but not too rough; it was almost perfect. Ohno moved fast unlike Aiba’s steady pace.
There they were sitting in front of the television as they watched the man owing the woman. Her hair tugged and pulled back as he whispered in her ear. Both men moaned and twitched; they were about to come.
Ohno was the first to go, his come messing up his shorts and boxers. Aiba came minutes later, loving the feeling of his cum dripping onto his inner thigh. Slowly they pulled their hand out and away, then looking at each other. The older man leaned in and kissed him, pulling back before Aiba could react.
“Bathroom?”
“Yeah,” the other man smirked. With his clean hand, Aiba paused the movie and waddled to bathroom with Ohno to clean up together.
BACK TO PRESENT
“We never did finish that movie,” Ohno laughed.
“Yeah, we were both kinda awkward and worried about what just happened,” the man said as he played with the artist’s fingers.
“Mm, we definitely got over that,” Ohno smirked. They laid in silence a bit, before he spoke again. “So that ‘stranger’ idea…”
“Yup?”
“Did you do it before that day?”
“No afterwards, when I was too embarrassed to ask you to do it again,” he chuckled. Ohno laughed and snuggled into Aiba’s side some more.
They didn’t care if this wasn’t a real relationship, nor did they care that they were close friends and co-workers. The two only saw this as two friends offering help and nothing more.
END