Just the Two of Us
Chapter Seven
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A/N:
that show up periodically, so I’ll use the names Zuma and Akagi.
in the series periodically, or two other random members of the wolf-tribe.
way you choose to look at it.
ColShaLin
now, who said anything aboout out of the picture”? *halo
to the background…heh.
evil plot. I’m anxious to get into the
serious Kouga/Miroku angst
also, but I’ve decided not to rush the story.
It’s going to take Miroku longer to come to
terms with his feelings I think…at least, that’s my plan…*double halo,
balancing on horns, hiding a roll of duct tape behind her back*
Special K:
love ya, but demanding much?
perverse chapter for you. I’ll try to
write more soon, alas, I cannot write fanfic
24/7. Then when would I write
poetry? Heh,
kidding, but fact is, I actually have a lot of fics
going right now. This just happens to be
the only one that gets sequestered over to aff.net, but I’m enjoying exploiting
the dirty mind I didn’t know I had, so I plan to write more soon.
chapter for you…
Just the Two of Us
By: Banshee Puppet
Part Two
Chapter Seven:
He emerged from the scuffle victorious, but it was a hollow
victory, because he knew that this would keep happening—these accidental
meetings and misunderstandings. Zuma and
Akagi were getting suspicious of their leader’s frequent battles with the Viper
Tribe and wondered if something had happened in his absence.
Unable to stthe the silence or tension any longer, Akagi
asked, “Damnit Kouga, what is this all about?!”
Kouga glared at him, spitting out a bit of blood and a loose
molar. He figured they knew better than
to ask. “Butt out,” he demanded,
something he had never told them before.
They were his friends; they’d grown up together; they shared everything.
wound.
“But Kouga…” ‘You’re
suffering,’ Zuma and Akagi could both see a deep scar in his eyes that wouldn’t
be easily healed.
And the wound was
deep, so deep that in order to escape the guilt of submitting to Shi’en, he
came to blame Miroku for these dark feelings.
As long as it was hopeless, he could survive the shame, the suffering,
that made him weird. ‘Damnit!’
despair. ‘If you hadn’t come to help me,
if you weren’t so kind and so good-looking, if your voice wasn’t so sexy and
your hands didn’t burn—if you’re blasted hands didn’t burn freedom into my
brain and my bones, I would be able to take it easy and not worry because at
least I’d be somewhere that there are many people like me, suffering in the
same way, thinking the same perverse things that a man isn’t supposed to
think.’ He was torn.
he thought about fucking him. Rather
than that his his every fantasy, his legs were spread and Miroku was
brought with penetration, he also knew how intense the pleasure was, and he
wanted Miroku to give him that, and to give Miroku that.
than that, he wanted to be rid of Shi’en’s.
He knew that Akagi and Zuma could smell the scent of another man, and
that hurt the most. Because he knew that
no matter what he said, his body had already betrayed him;
already told them everything they needed to know.
Zuma sighed and rested a hand on his shoulder.
like you used to.”
“Yeah,” Akagi added.
“We want to help you.”
Help. That was the
word that madega sga snap.
the last moment copped out, with
humiliated! Every day.
and swallowed his cum and he put his dick in my ass and it hurt like hell at
first but I—I liked it!
Doing perverted things with other men turns me on and I can’t get his
scent off of me! I hate him more than
anyone else, and all I can smell is him.
How the hell are you going to help me?
Are you going to fuck me too? Are
you going to cover his scent with yours?
Because short of that, there is nothing that you can
do for me.”
He started to stumble off.
Behind him, wide-eyed, Zuma and Akagi whispered together a bit.
said, “Okay. We’ll do it.”
He looked over his shoulder in shock.
Zuma repeated himself.
“If that’s all that we can do to help you, Kouga, then what choice do we
have? You’re our friend and our leader
so, it’s okay. Let’s go home where it’s
quiet and no one will bother us.”
Kouga didn’t know what to say.
something this extreme for me.’ It was a
good feeling, but he was also nauseous for knowing that he was going to be
doing it with a guy again.
of you?” he asked, not knowing what else to say.
Akagi gave him a silly grin.
“Well, the three of us have done everything together up to now, so why
not? Anyway, as a guy who likes guys,
this should be even more hot for you, right?
Thinking about it like that, Kouga had to admit, they had a
point. Two guys who didn’t want you to
be in any pain was much better than
one guy who got off on making you suffer on the rare chance that he thought
about how you felt at all.
“Yeah,” Kouga said, trying to sound like his normal
overly-confident self. “It’ll be really
hot.”
But in truth, he was nervous as hell, and the closer he got
to their cave in the mountains, the more nervous he got.
ahead and get everybody to scram, okay?”
Relief entered Kouga’s eyes.
He’d had enough of people watching.not think of Akagi and Zuma as family,
because that was just gross—it would be fine.
He’d be rid of Shi’en’s scent and it would feel good.
of Miroku’s burning skin, his face stretched into an expression of pure
ecstasy, telling him how good it .
The memory of his dream excited Kouga a bit and made him feel like he
could go through with this. ‘That’s
right, just think of Miroku and you’ll be fine,’ he told himself as he stepped
into the cave. Zuma was looking at the
fur he laid a lia little apprehensively, but then shrugged and started getting
undressed. It was Kouga, after all, and
he wanted to help.
Kouga watched, letting his
anticipation build slowly as Zuma exposed more flesh.
Kouga felt like his heart was breaking.
‘Can I really make them do this for me?’ he wondered.
Distracted by his thoughts and his friend’s naked body, he
startled when he felt his breastplate being pulled away.
tolm qum quietly, “You’ll have to help us out Kouga.
what to do with another man.” He smirked
slightly and added, “Zuma doesn’t even know what to do with a girl.”
“Hey!
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position in his outrage.
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It lightened the moon and Kouga snickered.
done to you, and you do that. And
sometimes watching other guys make themselves feel good is kind of sexy
too.” ‘As evidenced by my Miroku
masturbating dream,’ Kouga thought dryly, swallowing at the image that popped
into his mind.
By the time he finished saying this, Akagi had maneuvered
his towards the furs and Zuma was sliding his black shirt over his head,
letting his hands trail up Kouga’s sides in the process.
Kouga lifted his arms and let his eyes fall closed.
feel nice, being touched by gentle hands.
Unpracticed lips kissed his shoulder gently as he felt Zuma pull his
belt and katana away. Then there was the
hot breath on his abdomen, dancing across his ribs as Zuma searched for the
latch in his fur under his tail. Behind
him, Akagi lapped at the junction of his ear and throat.
trying to convince himself when, finding the latch, Zuma brushed his
knuckles accidentally against the base of his tail where the fur meets bare
skin and the last of his clothing brushed down his thighs.
jumping slightly. His knees buckled so
that Akagi had to catch him and lead him down to the fur.
his for a better position and reached around, rubbing that spot again.
‘Unh!
mind flared. His body was suddenly so
hot, his penis fully erect. He couldn’t
have spoken if he wanted to, so his answer to Zuma’s question was to pull the
other man’s face to his for a strong, passionate kiss.
Zuma’s eyes widened, and he gasped in surprise.
pushing his tongue through the parted lips and licking frantically at Zuma’s
tongue. It took Zuma a moment to figure
out how this worked before he started kissing back, rubbing
strokes. He was surprised to find
himself a little excited by the fierce kiss, and proud of himself for the
erection poking his thigh.
“Mmph!” his eyes shot open in shock when Kouga’s strong
fingers wrapped around the shaft between his own legs and began to mercilessly
pump it with strong, swift strokes.
Akagi could only stare in shock for a long few moments.
thumb over the swollen pink head of Zuma’s cock, his hips pumping slightly as
his own dripping erection brushed
again. He bit down on his lip, suddenly
painfully hard, and moved to the other side of Zuma where he had a better angle
and reached across the other wolf’s body to take Kouga’s straining erection in
hand and start stroking it. Kouga mewled
deep in the back of his throat and adjusted slightly, pumping wantonly into the
palm stroking him and back against the massaging hand at the base of his tail
as if he doesn’t know what direction he want to go in more.
Finally, he is forced to break the kiss with Zuma, leaving
both panting heavily. He looks at his
two friends and comes to his senses a bit, pupils dilated, his jerking hips
becoming a bit more subdued. His eyes
scanned downward, seeing a pair of erections looking back up at him, a pair of
tiny eyes peering up at him from the end of two heads.
a bit of moisture formt tht the pouty tip, and Akagi’s twitched a bit under his
lusty gaze. Kouga adjusted himself
again, turning his hips slightly so that he could get up on his knees without
disrupting any of the delighting ministrations to his lower body and leaned in,
Kissing Akagi strongly in turn while switching his grip on Zuma’s cock to his
right hand. He slid down, licking and
nipping at Akagi’s nis, ds, dipping his tongue into his navel, and licking
Zuma’s moist slit before lifting Akagi’s head into his mouth with his tongue
and swirling the moist member around the pinkened tip while continuing to
stroke Zuma with his right hand, using his left to support his weight.
Akagi started to get used to the foreign feeling, so Kouga deep-throated him
hastily, in one swift descent ion, pumping his head up and down fiercely to
match the relentless strokes hind gnd gave Zuma.
Akagi moaned loudly, lacing his fingers in Kouga’s hair and
leaning forward slightly from the waist, still pumping his leader’s dripping
cock. Zuma grabbed Akagi’s head and pulled their faces together, kissing
him. He didn’t know what had come over
him, just that this was too hot to bear.
He broke away, glad for his relatively small form for once as he
readjusted, wriggling under Kouga, sitting on his knees and arched back into
something like a low, modified bridge and thanked the gods for being flexible
as he took Akagi’s hand away from Kouga’s erection and started licking at it
tentatively, reaching up between his boss’s spread thighs to cup the balls and
rolling them over in his hand as he started pumping his had and sucking on the
thick rod, sort of liking the salty taste of pre-cum a bit as he nipped lightly
at the head with his fangs.
Akagi didn’t want to be one-upped by Zuma, looking like he
was the only one not willing to go to the extreme level of perversity for his
friend’s sake, so he pulled Kouga’s fingers away from a cock almost parallel to
his suctioning cheeks. Kouga opened his
eyes just in time to see, out of his peripheral vision, Akagi leaning forward
with the intention of blowing Zuma, grabbing Zuma’s ass with one hand to pull
him up to where it was easier to do.
After suckling for a moment, he pulled back to say, “wrap
your legs around my neck Zuma.”
Zuma’s cock jumped and he did as told.
fucking erotic?’ he wondered from where his nose was buried against Kouga’s
balls. When he reached up to massage the
sweet spot under Kouga’s tail again, his legs now well up in the air as Akagi’s
mouth worked his member, the latter came with a cry muffled by the cock in his
own mouth. His hips jerked and his
erection pulsed as the sticky white seed spilled into Zuma’s mouth.
to take it all without choking, but couldn’t, so he pulled back, eyes closed,
as Kouga shot his load all over his face and in hisr.
seed as well. Why was this so sexy?
mouth and he was covered in cum from the shoulders up, and he was listening to
Akagi’s sexy voice panting and it was making him want more as he loosened his
legs from around the man’s head and wriggled out from underneath Kouga.
Akagi remembered the purpose of this little escapade quite
suddenly and pushed Kouga’s head off of him, breathing hard.
dripping down his shaft.
Zuma couldn’t resist pulling their faces together and
kissing him roughly. The taste of his
own seed in Akagi’s mouth mixing with Kouga’s seed in his own made both men
moan.
“Slow down,” Akagi panted.
“We still have to do it. Just
give me a second to breathe.”
Zuma sat back with a slight pout and Akagi couldn’t help but
chuckle and plant a tiny kiss in the end of his nose.
wondered. It was obvious.
ridiculous. Who would have thought of
Zuma, or any man, in this way before being thrown into this bizarre
situation? He felt an odd twinge of
jealousy when Kouga pulled the smaller wolf over to him and the pair started
petting and kissing. ‘Cut it out,’ he
told himself. ‘What am I freaking out
for?’
His pulse gradually slowed.
Now they could finish. He slid
over, brushing a hand down Zuma’s back.
“Kouga,” he said huskily. “We
should…”
Kouga came back to reality a bit and nodded, pushing himself
up onto his hands and knees, spreading his thighs and pushing his hips back to
expose the puckered hole. He rested his
elbows on the ground, his back arched, and put his
face against his forearms, squeezing his eyes tightly shut.
his body and his desires and the pain he knew would come with them.
heavy memories. He was glad that he
hadn’t told Zuma and Akagi the details, because they would never have mistaken
the trembling to be anticipation if they knew he had been raped, not
seduced. ‘Good,’ he thought. ‘Think I’m
excited, please, and put me out of my misery.’
Zuma watched Kouga’s spread cheeks with curiosity—the balls
and shaft hanging low below that tiny pucker.
‘Can something that big,’ he glanced at Akagi’s engorged and dripping
dick before looking back at Kouga’s tight anus, ‘really fit inside something
that small?’ It was then, with the same
impetuous curiosity, that he leaned forward and licked
at the tiny opening.
Kouga gasped. It wasn’t
expected and it felt kind of good.
Encouraged and very curious, Zuma pushed the tip of his tongue inside
the little hole, not enough to even cause discomfort, and felt the way the
muscles expanded and hugged tightly to it.
He pulled it out and sat back on his heels, excited.
had a moment ago. “How cool,” he
bubbled.
Akagi chuckled deeply and ruffled his hair.
he’s just so cute. Maybe some other time
I can convince him to…gods Kouga! You’ve
made me into a weird man. I want to do
all sorts of perverted things to this cute little wolf now.
He licked a bit of cum off of Zuma’s cheek affectionatelyforefore turning and resting a hand on Kouga’s hip.
Kouga clenched his fists.
‘They aren’t going to hurt me,’ he told himself as he felt Akagi
positioning carefully behind him. ‘
panicked. “N-No!!!
thigh as he scampered away into the corner, shivering, pulling his knees to his
chest and burying a tear-streaked face against his knees.
Seeing Kouga in such a pitiful state, Zuma’s eyes
with water. “K-Kouga…?” he scurried
over. “Does it…does it
misunderstanding.
The tension in Kouga’s shoulders…the truth was obvious to
Akagi now as he watched.
Kouga peeked up at his dear friend and calmed himself with a
shaky breath. “No Zuma, it’s not that
bad,” he admitted. “At first, a bit,
but…when you let yourself go to it, it feels really good, like something inside
is coiling, waiting to explode, and then it does.”
“Then how come…?”
Now Akagi spoke up.
“You weren’t seduced, were you Kouga?
You were raped.
trust your dearest friends to be gentle with you.”
“I—I’m sorry. I’m
really sorry guys. I know, but…”
Akagi sighed and got up to go kneel beside him.
hair as Zuma pulled him into a huge
hug and started crying on him.
Kouga reached a shaky hand up to pat Zuma on the head as
Akagi said, “Sorry boss, but I can’t do it to you if you don’t want it.
you’d call it. I’m not going to rape you
like that guy did.”
Kouga nodded.
sorry Akagi, Zuma, for making you go through this.
Zuma wanted to cheer Kouga up, and to show him that it was
okay, but Kouga couldn’t allow himself to be touched in that way yet.
and I can cheer you up easily.”
‘What!?’ both men thought, surprised at how bold Zuma had
become as the small-framed
wolf crawled over to Akagi, curling against him.
want to, we’ll show him it’s not so bad by doing it together and then he can
become more brave and find someone that he wants to
have put it inside of him.”
‘He’s so se-mie-minded,’ Akagi thought, ‘and I want to do
all kinds of perverted things to him.’
He took a long breath and nodded dumbly.
“K-Kouga,” he said, trying not to sound as wanton as he felt at the very
idea of being inside of Zuma, “I’ve never, is there anything I need to do
different than with a woman?”
Kouga nodded, dragging himself back to his senses.
seriously hurt because he forgot to tell Akagi that he would need to stretch
it. When he looked at them, he realized
that it was mutual. They
“I’ll teach you,” he said.
“You have to stretch it or it’ll hurt like hell.”
He felt a little awkward and embssedssed to admit that he
knew these things, but, on the rare occasion that Shi’en had been nice enough to
do this for him, the sex had been much better.
He hesitated before saying, “Zuma, get on your hands and knees, spread
your legs wide, and raise your ass.”
Zuma nodded and did as he was told.
having Akagi inside of his body.
unconsciously.
Kouga took a deep breath.
As long as he was in control of the situation, he was fine.
forward, he licked a long line between spread cheeks, traced his tongue around
the puckered hole, poked at it slightly with the saliva-slick muscle.
Zuma panted, the sensation going straight to his groin.
from touching himself as Kouga slipped his tongue in and out of Zuma’s virginal
hole.
Zuma whimpered helplessly.
His body wanted something, something more, faster, deeper,
was. It was so dirty, and so hot.
sucking on his fingers to moisten them as best he could.
he slowly penetrated the tight ring of muscle with one finger.
tense up.”
Zuma nodded. It
didn’t feel bad, just a little strange.
He wiggled slightly, trying to get used to it.
Akagi strangled a moan in the back of his throat; he wanted
to be inside of Zuma like Kouga’s finger was now, slowly pumping in and
out. Experimentally, Zuma pressed back
against the digit as it pushed into him.
“Please,” he gasped. It wasn’t
enough. Something was building just out
of Kouga’s reach. “M-more,” he begged.
Kouga rubbed over his rear end, smoothly slipping in a
second finger and pausing for a moment.
Zuma felt himself stretching, hugging Kouga’s fingers, Kouga’s fingers
pulling him open as they scissored slowly, opening him for Akagi’s erection,
pulling almost all the way out of him, then back in.
knowing that there was something so close to Kouga’s gentle fingers just
waiting to be touched. “More,” he
begged. “Deeper.”
“This may be a little uncomfortable,” Kouga told him.
“Just do it Kouga!es'>
Stretch me all the way quickly so that Akagi can put it in me,
I can’t take it! This is
torture!” he
whined.
‘Is it possible to be too gentle?’ Kouga wondered a moment
before relenting and pressing two more fingers in at once, bracing his thumb
and pushing his hand deep inside, massaging Zuma’s inner walls and looking for
it, that precious spot that made all the main more than worth it.
Zuma yelped slightly.
It hurt. It was too much, and
then his hips reflexively shot back against Kouga’s hand when that something
inside was hit, flaring his pleasure centers.
“Ah-ha!” He tried to use the muscles in his ass
and thighs to get that thing rubbed
again, and Kouga obliged, hitting the prostate a few more times before easing
his fingers out.
“Noo,” Zuma complained.
“Don’t stop.”
“Shh. Just
minute, you’ll be filled with something much better,”
“He’s ready?” Akagi asked.
He was so hot, but he didn’t
want to hurt his sto-bto-be lover.
“And willing, from the looks of it,” Kouga returned as Zuma pushed
his butt further up in the air, his tail flopping about wantonly.
before it gets tight again.”
Kouga moved out of the way as Akagi slid up behind the
other, positioned himself and slid inside the narrow tunnel.
inside.
“Does it feel good, Akagi?” Zuma asked innocently.
“Am I hurting you?”
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dick especially.< sty style='mso-spacerun:yes'> My ass is so full.
Experimentally, Akagi pulled out a bit and pushed back
in. Feeling his prostate hit again, Zuma
cried out in bliss. Akagi wrapped his
arm around Zuma’s waist and pulled him up into his lap, pumping up into the
tight hole again, a bit harder this time, again making Zuma cry out, tears of
ecstasy leaking out of his eyes as Akagi panted, pushing up into him, gently
stroking his chest. “Zuma, it’s so good.
“Go faster Aka. Kouga swallowed down his sob. He quietly grabbed his things and slipped outside. As he left the new lovers to themselves, hurrying far off *~*~* A/N: Ah, more beloved So even though he’ll never read this story (and thank Well, you you enjoyed. Cheers and See Youn! ~B.P.~
but you. Unh.
with such love? I’ll leave them
alone. Thank you, my friends, please
that?’ he wondered. His depression had
deflated his libido as he slipped his clothes back on and tied up his
hair. He listened to his friends’ moans
a moment, hearing Zuma cry out his release in the other man’s name.
still haven’t solved my problem. They’re
my friends, so they’re too kind.’ He had
to find someone who would do it to him even if he cried, even if he begged him
to stop. And he made his decision.
one who gave me back my hope, so I’ll make him finish what he started.
so it’ll be fine,’ he told himself, trying to convince himself
that this is what he wanted.
into the woods to find the man who’d both saved and damned him in the same
gesture, he thought, ‘your kindness is cruel, Miroku.
angst. Poor Kouga.
than gay or straight, I’ve been using the words “weird” and “normal”.
I have been doing it on purpose. I
think, having a best friend who’s gay and who I watched through the process of
admitting it, telling me one day in secret that he was bi like it was a dirty
secret, and expecting more of a reaction than my vague shrug, and then years
later when he said so off-handly at the library one day that he was gay, to
going around on gay pride day in a rainbow bandana, and making me so proud of him
as I watch him slowly become braver and braver. I guess that some of the
conversations we’ve had over the years about the subject has made me a little
averse to using ‘gay’ and ‘straight’ because there are so many hidden social
meanings behind them. So I decided to
peel away those layers and say what a lot of people are really thinking when
they use those words in this story, so I’m using “weird” and “normal”
instead. I’d like to get to a point in
this story where the charactean san say, ‘I’m gay and there’s nothing wrong
with that.’
god! That would be too weird!
Hehe), I think I want to say that in some small way, I’m writing this story in
honor of him. I don’t know why I’m
saying something that sappy after having written such a massive lemonrk, rk, my
first threesome-ish thing…it was hard keeping track of what everyone was doing
all the time! lol)
but whatever. I guess it’s the last few
lines of the chapter that got my brain going on overload or something.
That’s all that I have written for now, so the next chapter may be a
little while. I haven’t even started
writing it yet. *wonders what’s going to happen* (whoops, I’m the author!
what I’m doing! hehe.)