A Seaside Story (part 53)
Yeah so it's been a while ^^;; But with the tireless encouragement of my dear muse, work resumed on this story! And I'm happy to report that this part is NSFW! :O
As it happens, things seem much easier, much more relaxed, after that. Yasu isn’t jumpy anymore, Subaru isn’t constantly worried about either making Yasu frustrated, or feeling that he might have to do things he’s not ready for... It’s nice. In fact, when he’s alone in his room at night, Subaru feels increasingly ready for those things he didn’t feel ready for before. As he’s got to know Yasu and the closer they’ve become, the more he’s become attracted to him. The way he smiles. The broadness of his shoulders. His lips when they kiss. He knows Yasu has a well-honed body, he couldn’t avoid getting a good view of it at the onsen - the prospect of looking more, touching it, is now significantly more intriguing than it was then.
Subaru finds himself having to remind himself of Sadako’s chilly presence more and more. And when he does see Yasu again, every time he can feel them edging closer - it’s a bit funny, but as soon as they’ve decided to go slowly and take their time, Subaru feels like hurrying things up.
Far from being nervous of seeing Yasu again, he finds himself naughtily looking forward to it in a way that reminds him of when he was a teenager. And Yasu is that much closer to being a teenager himself. Subaru wonders how he must be feeling, and it makes him grin even more naughtily.
He calls round at Yasu’s as soon as he gets the opportunity. Yasu always seems surprised to see him, still, but that doesn’t last long when Subaru makes himself at home. Yasu gets them both a beer, but Subaru barely shows an interest in his, which really is a cause for surprise. Instead, he puts his arms round Yasu as soon as he sits down, and kisses him boldly on the mouth. Might as well start as he means to go on, he thinks. Yasu makes a tiny sound and melts right away in his arms, his hands settling on Subaru’s hips. He lets Subaru lead the kiss, and Subaru likes that, likes dictating the pace, being in control. Everything feels up to him. If he wants to stop, he can, but right now he doesn’t feel like stopping at all.
Yasu is very willing. The way he kisses Subaru is so eager, it’s getting Subaru excited - he can imagine himself as the experienced, confident older guy, and Yasu as his young admirer, grateful for his attentions. He likes that thought, and Yasu seems to be fitting in with it perfectly. He pulls Yasu easily onto his lap, and Yasu kisses him even more needily, wrapping his arms around Subaru’s neck. Subaru supposes he has been keeping Yasu waiting for a while. Having to see him, be around him, kiss him... it must’ve been frustrating to not be able to take things further, in the face of such temptation. He doesn’t blame Yasu for being a bit pent up. It’s flattering, really.
They’ve been kissing for some time now, but Yasu hasn’t made any move to take things further - Subaru supposes he really is leaving everything up to him, not to put any pressure on him. It slowly dawns on him from the way Yasu is moving subtly in his lap that he must be getting... aroused, and he realises belatedly that he himself is too. That puts a rather different complexion on things, and his stomach does a funny flip when he faces head-on for the first time the effect he’s having on Yasu, right here and now. This is really happening, he’s really in this intimate situation with another guy, and he actually really wants to just give in to it.
He waits for what feels like a very long time, gathering his courage, before he finally starts edging his hand up Yasu’s thigh. Yasu is still making those wonderful, encouraging little noises, and Subaru, before he can think too much and talk himself out of it, slides his hand gingerly to Yasu’s crotch. For the first time, his fingers encounter another guy’s cock, hard, because of him, and it makes his heart race and flutter, both with nerves and excitement.
Yasu stills, his kiss faltering, as if he doesn’t want to frighten Subaru away by making any sudden movements. Subaru wishes he’d do something though, because this would be easier if they kept up the momentum, just got carried away and let one thing lead to another. Subaru doesn’t think having time to think about this is going to do any good, really.
“It’s OK,” whispers Yasu. “This is fine, this is good.”
Subaru takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. As they continue kissing, he eventually feels Yasu’s hand sliding between them, gently rubbing him through his jeans, and his stomach flips again with excitement at finally getting some stimulation, some intimate contact after so long. He can’t help but rock his hips up against Yasu’s palm, feeling like a teenager again, desperate and barely in control of himself.
Yasu moans into the kiss, pressing his hand more firmly against Subaru’s crotch. The floodgates opened, it’s already not enough for Subaru, and he squirms under Yasu’s touch, trying to get more. Yasu pulls away a little, just giving himself enough room to get both his hands between them and start undoing Subaru’s belt and fly. Subaru’s heart races as Yasu pets him through his underwear, still just carefully rubbing him, until eventually he dares to slide his hand into Subaru’s underwear and wrap his fingers around his cock.
Subaru’s hips move instinctively, thrusting up into Yasu’s grip - it’s been so long, and although Yasu is a little hesitant at first, he soon moves his hand more confidently, quickening the pace until Subaru moans, his head lolling back. It feels good, better than he ever imagined in the short time he’s been imagining this, and maybe it’s just because it’s been months since anyone touched him like this, but he can tell he’s not going to last long.
He wriggles underneath Yasu, trying to get his shirt off so he doesn’t mess it up, and when he pulls it over his head, Yasu impulsively leans down, his tongue touching Subaru’s nipple. Subaru moans loudly, his whole body feeling extra-sensitive, and when Yasu’s lips part and close around his nipple, suckling it gently, his back arches and his hips buck up, and he’s coming between them in a hot, sticky rush.
Subaru slumps back on the sofa, eyes three-quarters closed, breathing hard. “Damn,” he mutters. “That was good,” he says fervently, because he feels it needs saying.
“Good,” he hears Yasu say, but his voice sounds strained, and Subaru realises he’s still waiting for him to touch him. The last thing Subaru wants is to be a tease, so he hurries to push down Yasu’s shorts and underwear, and wraps his hand round his cock almost without thinking about it.
By the time he’s realised just what he’s doing, that he’s actually sitting here now touching another guy’s dick, jerking him off, Yasu is moaning and pushing into his hand, and it only takes a few strokes before he comes too onto Subaru’s bare stomach.
Yasu’s head drops forward so he’s nearly leaning on Subaru’s shoulder, and Subaru can feel his breath on his skin. Now it’s over and they’ve done this for the first time, he’s surprised how calm he feels - he just feels good, and he’s happy he was able to make Yasu feel good too. He feels pretty proud that he seemed to do so well for his first go. Yasu certainly seemed into it, and he didn’t take long to come, so Subaru must’ve been doing something right. Or maybe he just fancies Subaru so much, but that’s alright too. Surprisingly alright. Subaru guesses he’s fully come to terms with all this, finally. All it took was a little sex. Subaru always knew it was the solution to all life’s problems. Funnily enough, it doesn’t seem to make a difference that it was with a guy - after all, he slept with plenty of girls he didn’t really care about at all, but… he probably has more feelings for Yasu than he does for most of the other people he’s been with in his life.
Right now, in this blissful post-orgasmic state, even that thought doesn’t seem so scary.
Yasu lifts his head and gives Subaru a smile so wide that he can’t help but return it. It feels like a special smile, just for Subaru, just between them, just for them being together like this..
“You look pretty pleased with yourself,” Subaru murmurs, his smile becoming more of a smirk.
Yasu giggles. “I guess I am,” he murmurs back. He leans forward the last few centimetres towards Subaru and rubs their noses together affectionately, and Subaru doesn’t even stop him. He even feels a bit disappointed when Yasu shifts off him, but he’s grateful when he sees that he’s just reaching for tissues to wipe the stickiness off Subaru’s stomach.
“Was it OK?” Yasu asks, sounding so timid that Subaru bites back the urge to reply with ’What do you think?’
Instead, he smiles. “Yeah, it was pretty alright,” he says. He pauses for a moment, but in the end decides to just go on and say, “Might be even better next time.”
Yasu looks up at him, cheeks reddening, but smiling. “I’ll definitely do my best.”
TBC
As it happens, things seem much easier, much more relaxed, after that. Yasu isn’t jumpy anymore, Subaru isn’t constantly worried about either making Yasu frustrated, or feeling that he might have to do things he’s not ready for... It’s nice. In fact, when he’s alone in his room at night, Subaru feels increasingly ready for those things he didn’t feel ready for before. As he’s got to know Yasu and the closer they’ve become, the more he’s become attracted to him. The way he smiles. The broadness of his shoulders. His lips when they kiss. He knows Yasu has a well-honed body, he couldn’t avoid getting a good view of it at the onsen - the prospect of looking more, touching it, is now significantly more intriguing than it was then.
Subaru finds himself having to remind himself of Sadako’s chilly presence more and more. And when he does see Yasu again, every time he can feel them edging closer - it’s a bit funny, but as soon as they’ve decided to go slowly and take their time, Subaru feels like hurrying things up.
Far from being nervous of seeing Yasu again, he finds himself naughtily looking forward to it in a way that reminds him of when he was a teenager. And Yasu is that much closer to being a teenager himself. Subaru wonders how he must be feeling, and it makes him grin even more naughtily.
He calls round at Yasu’s as soon as he gets the opportunity. Yasu always seems surprised to see him, still, but that doesn’t last long when Subaru makes himself at home. Yasu gets them both a beer, but Subaru barely shows an interest in his, which really is a cause for surprise. Instead, he puts his arms round Yasu as soon as he sits down, and kisses him boldly on the mouth. Might as well start as he means to go on, he thinks. Yasu makes a tiny sound and melts right away in his arms, his hands settling on Subaru’s hips. He lets Subaru lead the kiss, and Subaru likes that, likes dictating the pace, being in control. Everything feels up to him. If he wants to stop, he can, but right now he doesn’t feel like stopping at all.
Yasu is very willing. The way he kisses Subaru is so eager, it’s getting Subaru excited - he can imagine himself as the experienced, confident older guy, and Yasu as his young admirer, grateful for his attentions. He likes that thought, and Yasu seems to be fitting in with it perfectly. He pulls Yasu easily onto his lap, and Yasu kisses him even more needily, wrapping his arms around Subaru’s neck. Subaru supposes he has been keeping Yasu waiting for a while. Having to see him, be around him, kiss him... it must’ve been frustrating to not be able to take things further, in the face of such temptation. He doesn’t blame Yasu for being a bit pent up. It’s flattering, really.
They’ve been kissing for some time now, but Yasu hasn’t made any move to take things further - Subaru supposes he really is leaving everything up to him, not to put any pressure on him. It slowly dawns on him from the way Yasu is moving subtly in his lap that he must be getting... aroused, and he realises belatedly that he himself is too. That puts a rather different complexion on things, and his stomach does a funny flip when he faces head-on for the first time the effect he’s having on Yasu, right here and now. This is really happening, he’s really in this intimate situation with another guy, and he actually really wants to just give in to it.
He waits for what feels like a very long time, gathering his courage, before he finally starts edging his hand up Yasu’s thigh. Yasu is still making those wonderful, encouraging little noises, and Subaru, before he can think too much and talk himself out of it, slides his hand gingerly to Yasu’s crotch. For the first time, his fingers encounter another guy’s cock, hard, because of him, and it makes his heart race and flutter, both with nerves and excitement.
Yasu stills, his kiss faltering, as if he doesn’t want to frighten Subaru away by making any sudden movements. Subaru wishes he’d do something though, because this would be easier if they kept up the momentum, just got carried away and let one thing lead to another. Subaru doesn’t think having time to think about this is going to do any good, really.
“It’s OK,” whispers Yasu. “This is fine, this is good.”
Subaru takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. As they continue kissing, he eventually feels Yasu’s hand sliding between them, gently rubbing him through his jeans, and his stomach flips again with excitement at finally getting some stimulation, some intimate contact after so long. He can’t help but rock his hips up against Yasu’s palm, feeling like a teenager again, desperate and barely in control of himself.
Yasu moans into the kiss, pressing his hand more firmly against Subaru’s crotch. The floodgates opened, it’s already not enough for Subaru, and he squirms under Yasu’s touch, trying to get more. Yasu pulls away a little, just giving himself enough room to get both his hands between them and start undoing Subaru’s belt and fly. Subaru’s heart races as Yasu pets him through his underwear, still just carefully rubbing him, until eventually he dares to slide his hand into Subaru’s underwear and wrap his fingers around his cock.
Subaru’s hips move instinctively, thrusting up into Yasu’s grip - it’s been so long, and although Yasu is a little hesitant at first, he soon moves his hand more confidently, quickening the pace until Subaru moans, his head lolling back. It feels good, better than he ever imagined in the short time he’s been imagining this, and maybe it’s just because it’s been months since anyone touched him like this, but he can tell he’s not going to last long.
He wriggles underneath Yasu, trying to get his shirt off so he doesn’t mess it up, and when he pulls it over his head, Yasu impulsively leans down, his tongue touching Subaru’s nipple. Subaru moans loudly, his whole body feeling extra-sensitive, and when Yasu’s lips part and close around his nipple, suckling it gently, his back arches and his hips buck up, and he’s coming between them in a hot, sticky rush.
Subaru slumps back on the sofa, eyes three-quarters closed, breathing hard. “Damn,” he mutters. “That was good,” he says fervently, because he feels it needs saying.
“Good,” he hears Yasu say, but his voice sounds strained, and Subaru realises he’s still waiting for him to touch him. The last thing Subaru wants is to be a tease, so he hurries to push down Yasu’s shorts and underwear, and wraps his hand round his cock almost without thinking about it.
By the time he’s realised just what he’s doing, that he’s actually sitting here now touching another guy’s dick, jerking him off, Yasu is moaning and pushing into his hand, and it only takes a few strokes before he comes too onto Subaru’s bare stomach.
Yasu’s head drops forward so he’s nearly leaning on Subaru’s shoulder, and Subaru can feel his breath on his skin. Now it’s over and they’ve done this for the first time, he’s surprised how calm he feels - he just feels good, and he’s happy he was able to make Yasu feel good too. He feels pretty proud that he seemed to do so well for his first go. Yasu certainly seemed into it, and he didn’t take long to come, so Subaru must’ve been doing something right. Or maybe he just fancies Subaru so much, but that’s alright too. Surprisingly alright. Subaru guesses he’s fully come to terms with all this, finally. All it took was a little sex. Subaru always knew it was the solution to all life’s problems. Funnily enough, it doesn’t seem to make a difference that it was with a guy - after all, he slept with plenty of girls he didn’t really care about at all, but… he probably has more feelings for Yasu than he does for most of the other people he’s been with in his life.
Right now, in this blissful post-orgasmic state, even that thought doesn’t seem so scary.
Yasu lifts his head and gives Subaru a smile so wide that he can’t help but return it. It feels like a special smile, just for Subaru, just between them, just for them being together like this..
“You look pretty pleased with yourself,” Subaru murmurs, his smile becoming more of a smirk.
Yasu giggles. “I guess I am,” he murmurs back. He leans forward the last few centimetres towards Subaru and rubs their noses together affectionately, and Subaru doesn’t even stop him. He even feels a bit disappointed when Yasu shifts off him, but he’s grateful when he sees that he’s just reaching for tissues to wipe the stickiness off Subaru’s stomach.
“Was it OK?” Yasu asks, sounding so timid that Subaru bites back the urge to reply with ’What do you think?’
Instead, he smiles. “Yeah, it was pretty alright,” he says. He pauses for a moment, but in the end decides to just go on and say, “Might be even better next time.”
Yasu looks up at him, cheeks reddening, but smiling. “I’ll definitely do my best.”
TBC