Denial, AoixUruha, Oneshot?
Title: Denial
Author: glamamy
Genre: crack, romance, smut
Chapter: oneshot (can be read in connection with Can't Sleep, Uruha Can't Sleep and Captain Morgan but can also be read as a standalone)
Rating: nc-17
Warnings: Cursing, blowjob, handjob
Pairing: AoixUruha
Summary: The morning after
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Uruha woke up to a thumping headache and a mouth that tasted like he just ate out an menopausal woman at a beach.
He could instantly tell that last night was good. The guitarist judged the night before on how much it fucked him up. If he had a really bad hangover and couldn't remember much then he must have had a really good time. He could tell that this hangover was going to be very direct, like a parole officer. It would say ' You were very, very bad last night, get up!"
Uruha would cower away mumbling 'w...what am I allowed to do today?'
'Crying mainly'
Uruha had a lot of experience in this so he knew what he was in. Direct hangovers were a lot better than delayed reaction hangovers. Then when he woke up he'd feel fine. 'Its a beautiful day! The birds are swaying the trees are singing!"
He would start to believe his own bullshit!
He would think it must have been that sandwich he ate on Tuesday.
This tale of self deceit would last until he reached kitchen door and then all the little hangover goblins would come out to play, cackling wickedly and poor Uru would have to spend the remainder of the day in the fetal position.
And then there were the illusive super delayed hangovers. He would be sitting in a early morning board meeting very happy with himself thinking. 'Ha ha ha! I have escaped with no hangover!' he would think this until a sudden and horrific realization.
'Oh shit I'm still drunk!'
The remainder of his drunken time would be spent in fear of him impending doom.
Right now however Uruha wasn't feeling all that bad. Sure, his head hurt and his mouth was dry but his body felt surprisingly comfortable. He was content to not open his eyes and just sleep away his hangover. He snuggled closer into his pillow. The pillow felt nice and warm and firm. It was also rising up and down in a soothing way.
Huh?
Uruha could also feel a comforting weight around his waist and his legs were tangled around something very solid.
This is getting suspicious...
He could smell something very familiar over the smell of stale alcohol and cigarettes but he couldn't quite put his finger on it - it didn't smell like his home. It reminded him of the unique smell that was Aoi.
'What the...'
Uruha was most definitely naked and it seemed like his pillow was too.
'FUCK!'
Uruha tore his eyes open and leaned back on him elbows to be met with a harrowing one eyed glare from no other than Shiroyama Yuu, more commonly known as Aoi.
Aoi was not a morning person.
He did not like his cuddle thing being taken away from him.
"Fuckin get back here." he mumbled groggily pulling a disgruntled Uruha back onto his chest.
The younger guitarist lay there stunned.
"Aoi..."
"Wah? Shut up!"
"Bu...but Aoi....I'm naked."
"Huh? Oh yeah..."
"Did we...yeno...bump uglies last night?"
"WHAT!? No! I ain't gay!"
"Yeh... I know ...but ...well don't you think us being naked.."
"I'm not naked, I'm wearing boxers."
"But isn't lying in bed together like this is a bit yeno..."
"No."
"But in the bar we did..."
"We didn't do anything."
"But..."
"Shut up Uru.. I'm trying to sleep."
"But..."
"Shhh"
Uruha lay there awkwardly for a few minutes very aware that he was laying naked on the man of his dreams. Also very aware that the man of his dreams did not like men and was straight. It was driving Uruha mad, how was Aoi acting so casual about this when Uruha's mind was going crazy! On one hand he was annoyed that he an Aoi didn't have sex, but on the other he was glad because he couldn't remember anything and although he lusted after Aoi, he still wanted more than just a drunken fuck from him.
Another problem Uruha was facing was little Uru-chan wanted to poke up to say hello. It was understandable he was a fully functioning man and it was morning...mornings woods do occur. But for the love of god and all things purple he did not need one now! Not now when he was naked practically spooning the object of his desire. And that chest... that perfect fucking chest! Uruha just wanted to nibble on the small pinkish-brown nubs of his nipples before running his tongue down the slight dent in between the elder's softly defined pecks and dip his tongue into his belly button. He wanted to run his hands all over the other's body and see just how soft his skin was, he wanted to see what was under those boxer shorts, he wanted to...
WAIT! No no no!! This is not helping on mission do not get a raging hard on that'll poke your bandmate in the thigh!
Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts!
Emmmm... Sakai-san naked! Giving granny a bath! Girl parts! HAIRY VAGINAS WITH LONG LABIAS!!!
Phew... crisis averted... perhaps it would be best to make some polite conversation. Uruha was not the most natural born conversationalist and in his hungover state he could only say the first thing that came into his head.
"If your not gay, how are you so comfortable with a naked guy laying on you?"
"Eugh Uruha I'm trying to sleep. And if you must know its because I'm not gay that I feel so comfortable laying here with you. Only a true straight man can lay with a gay man half naked and not have any feelings for him other than the strictly platonic. I'm glad we are such good friends that we can do this." Aoi stated feeling quite smug with himself.
"Oh.." Uruha signed feeling slightly heartbroken. "Thats ok then..."
If anything is bound to make a man go limp it's being told that your a really good friend. Aoi may has well have just said your like a brother to me. Uruha always knew that he was in definite friend zone with Aoi but he did remember parts of last night and distinctly remembers a very hot make out session at the bar. Not many friend stick their tongues down each others throats. The younger guitarist suddenly felt his hangover in all its glory. He wanted to be anywhere but in bed with Aoi but it would be odd to get up now so he just stayed there and pretended to sleep again.
Honestly the silver haired guitarist would like to be anywhere but in bed with Uruha right now. But he had a point to prove and by hook or by crook he was going to do it. He was not gay! He could handle this. But he was going through a serious crisis. He had not had as much as Uruha to drink last night. He remembered most of the night before. He had been drunk enough to have a moment of weakness and kiss his fellow guitarist. He just looked so cute confessing like that! But he could not stop kissing him. Not at the table. Not when they went up to dance. They ground against each other hands running everywhere, up each others tops, through each others hair and on each others asses. Their tongues did a dance of their own, he had never kissed a man before. It was different and it was good. A constant battle for dominance filled with more strength and passion than he had ever experienced with a woman. They were both too drunk to do anything when they got back to Aoi's place and he was secretly fuming about it, he knew that with just one less drink in their systems they could have stayed awake long enough to do something. The fact that he wanted to, terrifies him.
So although he was acting cold and stoic towards Uruha, in reality he was wide awake and taking a wee panic attack on the inside.
Aoi was not gay.
Well at least he wasn't ready to admit he was.
But the fact of the matter was after remembering the events from last night and seeing as the cause of many a wet dream was currently lying naked on-top of him, he was getting hard.
Worst. Timing. Ever.
'It's ok Uru's fallen asleep he wont feel anything. Just breathe deeply you can get through it....oh wait don't breathe deeply that'll wake him up! Just calm down it'll-'
"Aoi is that your phone down there or are you just happy to see me?" Uruha mumbled into Aoi's shoulder hoping to lighten the mood.
"I...eugh...amm...eto... i-it's just morning wood! It's a perfectly natural occurrence!" Aoi stuttered turning cherry red and obviously dying of embarrassment.
"Ehhhhh??" the brunette yelled jumping back from the elder. "Shit sorry I was only joking!" Uruha was mortified he's never felt more awkward in his life.
"It's your fault anyway!" Aoi yelled resorting back to stereotypical angry Aoi who didn't like mornings.
"What! How's it my fault?!"
"You..you were rubbing against me all naked and shit!"
"I was not!" Uruha knew for a fact he was as tense and as still as mouse with a stick up its ass.
"W-well it's still your fault! Eugh I'm going to the toilet to sort this out, please have some clothes on you by the time I get back."
At seeing how flummoxed Aoi was Uruha felt some sort of upper hand and had a sudden burst of confidence.
"Eto...if it's my fault, at least let me lend a helping hand." The brunette said lounging down beside the other, placing a hand on his chest to stop him getting up.
"Whaaaaaa?" Aoi asked his eyes growing to the size of dinner plates.
"Come on...I do remember some of last night, this is just the next step on from that." He whispered into Aoi's ear, slowly trailing his hand down the others chest. "Just see it as my way of saying thank you for letting me crash at your and for taking care of me last night." Uruha began lightly trailing kisses along the others neck reveling that the other wasn't protesting as his hand reached the other's cock and began stroking it through his boxers.
Now as we all know a man thinks with three main governing factions. Brian, heart and penis. Right now Aoi's brain was saying ' Run away! Get the fuck out of that room! He's your band mate this is gonna make things awkward.'
But Aoi's penis was saying 'FUCK YEAH!! Stay here get some action!"
His heart wasn't too sure what it wanted, he dreamed of getting married and having a family. But then he also just wanted to be loved.
But it seemed like penis was indeed winning as Aoi seemed unable to more from his spot on the bed.
Supporting himself on his elbow Uruha looked down at the older man drinking in what he saw. A fine blush had painted his cheeks, his eyes were squeezed shut, brows furrowed and his breathing began to sound labored. His chest was rising up and down beautifully and his soft pouting lips were open slightly as he panted. At seeing the others nipples standing erect he could not resist leaning down and sucking on one.
"Nggh..no..uru... y-you d-don't have to do this..." Aoi panted out. His brain getting the upper hand for a moment.
"I don't, but I really want to." The brunette smiled up at him before leaning up to kiss him on the lips. Aoi couldn't resist melting into the kiss and was more than willing to bring his tongue out to play as Uruha gently coaxed it. As they kissed Uruha continued to tease himself and the man below by not properly touching his penis. The brunette was dying to see the other's throbbing member in the flesh but for the time being he was ok with gently caressing Aoi through his boxers.
While they separated for breath Uruha kissed down his panting chest stopping momentarily to dip his tongue in the other's belly button, causing a shutter to run down Aoi's body as he bit on his lower lip desperate not to let any moans slip past his lips. Aoi was really straining in his boxers now, where the tip was had gathered a damp patch from the pre-cum that was oozing out of his hardened cock. Uruha could see the whole shape of it now as he grasped it through the cloth. Rubbing where the head was caused Aoi to stifle a moan with his hand. His penis had officially won the battle but his brain was not going to give up on pride.
"Don't stifle your moans Aoi, how am I supposed to know what you like unless I can hear you." Uruha teased. "What do you want Aoi-kun?"
Aoi was not going to give into the teasing. He was a man! And if he were gay, IF he were gay he would definitely be the seme.
"Shut up!" He grunted yanking down his boxers. "Touch me properly" he demanded.
The younger guitarist gasped as Aoi's dick sprang free nearly hitting him on the face. "Yes sir!"
Uruha looked down at Aoi's cock as if all his christmases had come at once. It was beautiful. It was the prettiest cock he had ever seen. It was rock solid and standing tall...and when I say tall I mean TALL. It was a lot bigger than Uruha had expected and a lot bigger than the average Japanese man. The skin on it looked so soft with a light pink shaft blending into a deep crimson head shiny with pre-cum. It was perfectly shaped and the whole area was very neatly kept. His under vein wasn't to big and the underside of the head made a shape like a heart. It just needed to be licked and sucked. And Uruha wasted no time in doing so, quickly bending his head down and taking as much of Aoi's cock in as possible.
"Fffffffuck Uru!" Aoi gasped out, he was not ready for that! He was expecting the other to give him a hand job or something but not automatically dive in for the deepthroat. Uruha was so talented at this and Aoi felt a sudden surge of jealousy that he had obviously done this to many other men before. Uruha smiled around the other's cock as he slowly began to bob his head up and down. He quickly realized no matter how turned on he was he was not able to bob his head up and down as fast as he would have liked to due to the dull throbbing of his hangover. He therefore withdrew slightly so that only the head of Aoi's cock was in his mouth and sucked it like it was the best tasting lolly in the world whilst moving his hand up and down the shaft.
It was when the brunette started to work his tongue on the spot just below the head on the underneath where it made an m shape that Aoi really began to loose control. He could no longer keep his moans in and his hands had somehow wound up in Uruha's dark locks.
"Nggh...keep er lit bois, keep er lit." Aoi grunted causing Uruha to smile around his cock in victory 'He does talk in the Mei dialect during sex!' It wasn't long before the silver haired guitarist started thrusting up into Uruha's mouth and he just opened up and let him. He secretly loved being dominated like this, relaxing his gag reflex he let him thrust in as deep as he liked, the pain induced from the tight grip on his hair went straight to his cock. He couldn't resist it anymore and he reached down to stroke himself causing him to moan around Aoi's length.
With the added vibrations of the younger' moans around him, Aoi could not help but cum. He yanked the brunette back by the hair so he wouldn't cum in his mouth - he knew girls didn't like that - and he covered the head so as not to cum on his face. He did not expect Uruha to do what happened next. He shoved Aoi's hands away grabbed the elder's cock and jerked it off on his face.
"URUHA!" Aoi cried out as he spurted onto the other's face. The younger guitarist lapped up at Aoi's pulsing cock sucking the head and milking the other dry before sitting down on his knees and continuing to jerk himself off. Aoi looked at his friend in awe, he had never seen a sight more debauched than what he saw now.
Uruha's hair was a mess, his lips were red and swollen and cum was splattered across his porcelain skin. He was moaning around one of his own fingers as cum dripped out of the corner of his mouth. He was looking Aoi with lust hooded eyes as he knelt and jerked himself off. His cock looked painfully hard and pre-cum was already dripping from the tip. Aoi had never seen anything sexier in his life.
As he moaned "Nghh Aoi-kun" Aoi snapped he couldn't take the temptation anymore. He leapt up and attacked Uruha's mouth with his own not hesitating as he tasted himself on the other's tongue. He cradled the others face in his hands before reaching down and interlacing his fingers with the others whilst it moved briskly over his cock. The younger man's delicate frame trembled in Aoi's strong embrace as his moans were swallowed in his kisses. With Aoi touching him it didn't take long for Uruha so throw his head back, scream and cum, coating both their hands in his thick substance.
Aoi gently laid him down 'awwwing' inside at how adorable the other's post-orgasmic trembles were. Grabbing some tissue he cleaned away all the mess and lay down beside the other man. Uruha quickly snuggled into Aoi's side and he was met with a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Thank you" Aoi whispered softly.
"Told you I could lend a helping hand!" the younger giggled sleepily.
Just before Uruha drifted off to sleep Aoi felt the need to clarify that "This still doesn't make me gay!"
"Hmm whatever honey" Uruha shrugged off before falling asleep soon followed by Aoi.
***
Authors notes:
I bring you smut!!!
Not full blown sex but a nice wee blowjob and handjob... they will have sex eventually I swear!
This was super long! I don't think I like it too much cuz it's been so long since I'm written anything smutty and I don't have a penis and my sex life is zilch atm so it aint that realistic but aw well
Let me know what you think anyways!
As always I quoted some Dylan Moran :P
And apparently the Mei dialect is a Northern Irish country accent :S
Comments are love whether they are good or bad and I always try my best to reply!
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Author: glamamy
Genre: crack, romance, smut
Chapter: oneshot (can be read in connection with Can't Sleep, Uruha Can't Sleep and Captain Morgan but can also be read as a standalone)
Rating: nc-17
Warnings: Cursing, blowjob, handjob
Pairing: AoixUruha
Summary: The morning after
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Uruha woke up to a thumping headache and a mouth that tasted like he just ate out an menopausal woman at a beach.
He could instantly tell that last night was good. The guitarist judged the night before on how much it fucked him up. If he had a really bad hangover and couldn't remember much then he must have had a really good time. He could tell that this hangover was going to be very direct, like a parole officer. It would say ' You were very, very bad last night, get up!"
Uruha would cower away mumbling 'w...what am I allowed to do today?'
'Crying mainly'
Uruha had a lot of experience in this so he knew what he was in. Direct hangovers were a lot better than delayed reaction hangovers. Then when he woke up he'd feel fine. 'Its a beautiful day! The birds are swaying the trees are singing!"
He would start to believe his own bullshit!
He would think it must have been that sandwich he ate on Tuesday.
This tale of self deceit would last until he reached kitchen door and then all the little hangover goblins would come out to play, cackling wickedly and poor Uru would have to spend the remainder of the day in the fetal position.
And then there were the illusive super delayed hangovers. He would be sitting in a early morning board meeting very happy with himself thinking. 'Ha ha ha! I have escaped with no hangover!' he would think this until a sudden and horrific realization.
'Oh shit I'm still drunk!'
The remainder of his drunken time would be spent in fear of him impending doom.
Right now however Uruha wasn't feeling all that bad. Sure, his head hurt and his mouth was dry but his body felt surprisingly comfortable. He was content to not open his eyes and just sleep away his hangover. He snuggled closer into his pillow. The pillow felt nice and warm and firm. It was also rising up and down in a soothing way.
Huh?
Uruha could also feel a comforting weight around his waist and his legs were tangled around something very solid.
This is getting suspicious...
He could smell something very familiar over the smell of stale alcohol and cigarettes but he couldn't quite put his finger on it - it didn't smell like his home. It reminded him of the unique smell that was Aoi.
'What the...'
Uruha was most definitely naked and it seemed like his pillow was too.
'FUCK!'
Uruha tore his eyes open and leaned back on him elbows to be met with a harrowing one eyed glare from no other than Shiroyama Yuu, more commonly known as Aoi.
Aoi was not a morning person.
He did not like his cuddle thing being taken away from him.
"Fuckin get back here." he mumbled groggily pulling a disgruntled Uruha back onto his chest.
The younger guitarist lay there stunned.
"Aoi..."
"Wah? Shut up!"
"Bu...but Aoi....I'm naked."
"Huh? Oh yeah..."
"Did we...yeno...bump uglies last night?"
"WHAT!? No! I ain't gay!"
"Yeh... I know ...but ...well don't you think us being naked.."
"I'm not naked, I'm wearing boxers."
"But isn't lying in bed together like this is a bit yeno..."
"No."
"But in the bar we did..."
"We didn't do anything."
"But..."
"Shut up Uru.. I'm trying to sleep."
"But..."
"Shhh"
Uruha lay there awkwardly for a few minutes very aware that he was laying naked on the man of his dreams. Also very aware that the man of his dreams did not like men and was straight. It was driving Uruha mad, how was Aoi acting so casual about this when Uruha's mind was going crazy! On one hand he was annoyed that he an Aoi didn't have sex, but on the other he was glad because he couldn't remember anything and although he lusted after Aoi, he still wanted more than just a drunken fuck from him.
Another problem Uruha was facing was little Uru-chan wanted to poke up to say hello. It was understandable he was a fully functioning man and it was morning...mornings woods do occur. But for the love of god and all things purple he did not need one now! Not now when he was naked practically spooning the object of his desire. And that chest... that perfect fucking chest! Uruha just wanted to nibble on the small pinkish-brown nubs of his nipples before running his tongue down the slight dent in between the elder's softly defined pecks and dip his tongue into his belly button. He wanted to run his hands all over the other's body and see just how soft his skin was, he wanted to see what was under those boxer shorts, he wanted to...
WAIT! No no no!! This is not helping on mission do not get a raging hard on that'll poke your bandmate in the thigh!
Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts!
Emmmm... Sakai-san naked! Giving granny a bath! Girl parts! HAIRY VAGINAS WITH LONG LABIAS!!!
Phew... crisis averted... perhaps it would be best to make some polite conversation. Uruha was not the most natural born conversationalist and in his hungover state he could only say the first thing that came into his head.
"If your not gay, how are you so comfortable with a naked guy laying on you?"
"Eugh Uruha I'm trying to sleep. And if you must know its because I'm not gay that I feel so comfortable laying here with you. Only a true straight man can lay with a gay man half naked and not have any feelings for him other than the strictly platonic. I'm glad we are such good friends that we can do this." Aoi stated feeling quite smug with himself.
"Oh.." Uruha signed feeling slightly heartbroken. "Thats ok then..."
If anything is bound to make a man go limp it's being told that your a really good friend. Aoi may has well have just said your like a brother to me. Uruha always knew that he was in definite friend zone with Aoi but he did remember parts of last night and distinctly remembers a very hot make out session at the bar. Not many friend stick their tongues down each others throats. The younger guitarist suddenly felt his hangover in all its glory. He wanted to be anywhere but in bed with Aoi but it would be odd to get up now so he just stayed there and pretended to sleep again.
Honestly the silver haired guitarist would like to be anywhere but in bed with Uruha right now. But he had a point to prove and by hook or by crook he was going to do it. He was not gay! He could handle this. But he was going through a serious crisis. He had not had as much as Uruha to drink last night. He remembered most of the night before. He had been drunk enough to have a moment of weakness and kiss his fellow guitarist. He just looked so cute confessing like that! But he could not stop kissing him. Not at the table. Not when they went up to dance. They ground against each other hands running everywhere, up each others tops, through each others hair and on each others asses. Their tongues did a dance of their own, he had never kissed a man before. It was different and it was good. A constant battle for dominance filled with more strength and passion than he had ever experienced with a woman. They were both too drunk to do anything when they got back to Aoi's place and he was secretly fuming about it, he knew that with just one less drink in their systems they could have stayed awake long enough to do something. The fact that he wanted to, terrifies him.
So although he was acting cold and stoic towards Uruha, in reality he was wide awake and taking a wee panic attack on the inside.
Aoi was not gay.
Well at least he wasn't ready to admit he was.
But the fact of the matter was after remembering the events from last night and seeing as the cause of many a wet dream was currently lying naked on-top of him, he was getting hard.
Worst. Timing. Ever.
'It's ok Uru's fallen asleep he wont feel anything. Just breathe deeply you can get through it....oh wait don't breathe deeply that'll wake him up! Just calm down it'll-'
"Aoi is that your phone down there or are you just happy to see me?" Uruha mumbled into Aoi's shoulder hoping to lighten the mood.
"I...eugh...amm...eto... i-it's just morning wood! It's a perfectly natural occurrence!" Aoi stuttered turning cherry red and obviously dying of embarrassment.
"Ehhhhh??" the brunette yelled jumping back from the elder. "Shit sorry I was only joking!" Uruha was mortified he's never felt more awkward in his life.
"It's your fault anyway!" Aoi yelled resorting back to stereotypical angry Aoi who didn't like mornings.
"What! How's it my fault?!"
"You..you were rubbing against me all naked and shit!"
"I was not!" Uruha knew for a fact he was as tense and as still as mouse with a stick up its ass.
"W-well it's still your fault! Eugh I'm going to the toilet to sort this out, please have some clothes on you by the time I get back."
At seeing how flummoxed Aoi was Uruha felt some sort of upper hand and had a sudden burst of confidence.
"Eto...if it's my fault, at least let me lend a helping hand." The brunette said lounging down beside the other, placing a hand on his chest to stop him getting up.
"Whaaaaaa?" Aoi asked his eyes growing to the size of dinner plates.
"Come on...I do remember some of last night, this is just the next step on from that." He whispered into Aoi's ear, slowly trailing his hand down the others chest. "Just see it as my way of saying thank you for letting me crash at your and for taking care of me last night." Uruha began lightly trailing kisses along the others neck reveling that the other wasn't protesting as his hand reached the other's cock and began stroking it through his boxers.
Now as we all know a man thinks with three main governing factions. Brian, heart and penis. Right now Aoi's brain was saying ' Run away! Get the fuck out of that room! He's your band mate this is gonna make things awkward.'
But Aoi's penis was saying 'FUCK YEAH!! Stay here get some action!"
His heart wasn't too sure what it wanted, he dreamed of getting married and having a family. But then he also just wanted to be loved.
But it seemed like penis was indeed winning as Aoi seemed unable to more from his spot on the bed.
Supporting himself on his elbow Uruha looked down at the older man drinking in what he saw. A fine blush had painted his cheeks, his eyes were squeezed shut, brows furrowed and his breathing began to sound labored. His chest was rising up and down beautifully and his soft pouting lips were open slightly as he panted. At seeing the others nipples standing erect he could not resist leaning down and sucking on one.
"Nggh..no..uru... y-you d-don't have to do this..." Aoi panted out. His brain getting the upper hand for a moment.
"I don't, but I really want to." The brunette smiled up at him before leaning up to kiss him on the lips. Aoi couldn't resist melting into the kiss and was more than willing to bring his tongue out to play as Uruha gently coaxed it. As they kissed Uruha continued to tease himself and the man below by not properly touching his penis. The brunette was dying to see the other's throbbing member in the flesh but for the time being he was ok with gently caressing Aoi through his boxers.
While they separated for breath Uruha kissed down his panting chest stopping momentarily to dip his tongue in the other's belly button, causing a shutter to run down Aoi's body as he bit on his lower lip desperate not to let any moans slip past his lips. Aoi was really straining in his boxers now, where the tip was had gathered a damp patch from the pre-cum that was oozing out of his hardened cock. Uruha could see the whole shape of it now as he grasped it through the cloth. Rubbing where the head was caused Aoi to stifle a moan with his hand. His penis had officially won the battle but his brain was not going to give up on pride.
"Don't stifle your moans Aoi, how am I supposed to know what you like unless I can hear you." Uruha teased. "What do you want Aoi-kun?"
Aoi was not going to give into the teasing. He was a man! And if he were gay, IF he were gay he would definitely be the seme.
"Shut up!" He grunted yanking down his boxers. "Touch me properly" he demanded.
The younger guitarist gasped as Aoi's dick sprang free nearly hitting him on the face. "Yes sir!"
Uruha looked down at Aoi's cock as if all his christmases had come at once. It was beautiful. It was the prettiest cock he had ever seen. It was rock solid and standing tall...and when I say tall I mean TALL. It was a lot bigger than Uruha had expected and a lot bigger than the average Japanese man. The skin on it looked so soft with a light pink shaft blending into a deep crimson head shiny with pre-cum. It was perfectly shaped and the whole area was very neatly kept. His under vein wasn't to big and the underside of the head made a shape like a heart. It just needed to be licked and sucked. And Uruha wasted no time in doing so, quickly bending his head down and taking as much of Aoi's cock in as possible.
"Fffffffuck Uru!" Aoi gasped out, he was not ready for that! He was expecting the other to give him a hand job or something but not automatically dive in for the deepthroat. Uruha was so talented at this and Aoi felt a sudden surge of jealousy that he had obviously done this to many other men before. Uruha smiled around the other's cock as he slowly began to bob his head up and down. He quickly realized no matter how turned on he was he was not able to bob his head up and down as fast as he would have liked to due to the dull throbbing of his hangover. He therefore withdrew slightly so that only the head of Aoi's cock was in his mouth and sucked it like it was the best tasting lolly in the world whilst moving his hand up and down the shaft.
It was when the brunette started to work his tongue on the spot just below the head on the underneath where it made an m shape that Aoi really began to loose control. He could no longer keep his moans in and his hands had somehow wound up in Uruha's dark locks.
"Nggh...keep er lit bois, keep er lit." Aoi grunted causing Uruha to smile around his cock in victory 'He does talk in the Mei dialect during sex!' It wasn't long before the silver haired guitarist started thrusting up into Uruha's mouth and he just opened up and let him. He secretly loved being dominated like this, relaxing his gag reflex he let him thrust in as deep as he liked, the pain induced from the tight grip on his hair went straight to his cock. He couldn't resist it anymore and he reached down to stroke himself causing him to moan around Aoi's length.
With the added vibrations of the younger' moans around him, Aoi could not help but cum. He yanked the brunette back by the hair so he wouldn't cum in his mouth - he knew girls didn't like that - and he covered the head so as not to cum on his face. He did not expect Uruha to do what happened next. He shoved Aoi's hands away grabbed the elder's cock and jerked it off on his face.
"URUHA!" Aoi cried out as he spurted onto the other's face. The younger guitarist lapped up at Aoi's pulsing cock sucking the head and milking the other dry before sitting down on his knees and continuing to jerk himself off. Aoi looked at his friend in awe, he had never seen a sight more debauched than what he saw now.
Uruha's hair was a mess, his lips were red and swollen and cum was splattered across his porcelain skin. He was moaning around one of his own fingers as cum dripped out of the corner of his mouth. He was looking Aoi with lust hooded eyes as he knelt and jerked himself off. His cock looked painfully hard and pre-cum was already dripping from the tip. Aoi had never seen anything sexier in his life.
As he moaned "Nghh Aoi-kun" Aoi snapped he couldn't take the temptation anymore. He leapt up and attacked Uruha's mouth with his own not hesitating as he tasted himself on the other's tongue. He cradled the others face in his hands before reaching down and interlacing his fingers with the others whilst it moved briskly over his cock. The younger man's delicate frame trembled in Aoi's strong embrace as his moans were swallowed in his kisses. With Aoi touching him it didn't take long for Uruha so throw his head back, scream and cum, coating both their hands in his thick substance.
Aoi gently laid him down 'awwwing' inside at how adorable the other's post-orgasmic trembles were. Grabbing some tissue he cleaned away all the mess and lay down beside the other man. Uruha quickly snuggled into Aoi's side and he was met with a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Thank you" Aoi whispered softly.
"Told you I could lend a helping hand!" the younger giggled sleepily.
Just before Uruha drifted off to sleep Aoi felt the need to clarify that "This still doesn't make me gay!"
"Hmm whatever honey" Uruha shrugged off before falling asleep soon followed by Aoi.
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Authors notes:
I bring you smut!!!
Not full blown sex but a nice wee blowjob and handjob... they will have sex eventually I swear!
This was super long! I don't think I like it too much cuz it's been so long since I'm written anything smutty and I don't have a penis and my sex life is zilch atm so it aint that realistic but aw well
Let me know what you think anyways!
As always I quoted some Dylan Moran :P
And apparently the Mei dialect is a Northern Irish country accent :S
Comments are love whether they are good or bad and I always try my best to reply!
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