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Special Request Hour	By : Wicabeth Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5384 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Special Request Hour
- 1
Disclaimer: I don't own YGO! Or Hoobastank
A/N: I'll be updating The XX Factor 2 after I graduate on Saturday. I promise! ^^;;

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There was a whisper on the edge of his consciousness, "Joey... Joey, wake up... Wake up, Joey!"

*CRACK!*

With a startled shriek, Joey jerked upright, his amber orbs wide with fright. He rolled his eyes up to gaze at the teacher who now stood beside his desk and offered a sheepish smile. The woman tapped the ruler she was holding against the desk, much gentler this time.

"So nice of you to join us, Mr. Wheeler. Now, if you would be so kind as to pay attention to my lecture. That is, unless you wish to care to join me after school in detention?"

A few nervous giggles flitted around the room as the blond teen shook his head to clear his thoughts.

"N-no, Mrs. Mori. I'm sorry."

The teacher strolled back towards the front of the room to continue, "Just make sure it doesn't happen again, Mr. Wheeler. This is the 6th time this week after all."

The lecture continued to drag on until the bell rang an eternity later. Wearily, Joey dragged himself from the class beside Yugi. The shorter looked apologetic at least while they went to their lockers.

"I'm sorry, Joey. I tried to wake you up when I saw her coming over, but it didn't work."

"Eh, no problem, Yug. I'm used ta it anyway. I wouldn't fall asleep all da time in there if she wasn't so damn monotone. Jeez, I'd rather get all my teeth pulled than listen ta her drone on like that.. But, who cares. School's over finally."

They seated themselves upon the steps while they waited for the rest of their friends. Most of the time, they would chat or even throw in a quick round of Duel Monsters. Joey was shuffling his cards when he felt the tingling in his spine that someone was watching him. He looked up to see who it was and noticed a group of girls staring at him and whispering amongst themselves.

Yugi had noticed too when he was curious as to what had caught his friend's attention. His features knotted into a frown of concern, "That isn't very nice if they're gossiping about you."

Joey shrugged before going back to his deck, "Ignore 'em. If they got nothin' better ta do, fine. Let's just duel. Da one with da lowest life points when everybody else gets here loses."

"Okay. You're on."

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The girls outside of school were the first incident. As the week went by, Joey noticed more and more people seemed to be whispering about him behind his back. It was fairly unnerving since he had no idea what they were talking about. After a while, he was beginning to wonder if he didn't have some kind of cosmic 'Kick Me' sign taped to his back.

People were coming up to him now asking him all sorts of strange questions. He wasn't sure how to answer most of them since he was still in the dark about this sudden interest in him. Well, except for Seto Kaiba. The young billionaire had not bothered him at all lately. In fact, they had hardly spoken two words in who knows how long. And that was rather crushing to him, even if it usually was just to bait him into an argument. He liked to consider their shared banter a form of flirting.

Nevertheless, during lunch, yet another group of female students approached Joey. All of them looked starry eyed as they cornered him away from his friends.

"Have you answered them yet?" one of the girls asked.

"Are you going to tell us who it is?" a slightly heavier set girl added.

The golden haired duelist blinked cluelessly as he always did. He had had enough though and it was time to get to the bottom of this.

"Who who is?.. Answer what?... Look, I really have no idea what yer all talkin' about, but I'd like ta know what da hell is goin' on. Why is it suddenly dat I'm da center of attention around here, huh?" he put his hands at his hips while he waited for an explanation.

The gaggle of students tilted their heads curiously as they looked to one another, then back to the teen.

"You mean you haven't heard on the radio? It's been going on for a week!"

He blinked again while he waited for them to continue. By this time, the others had managed to break through to get back to their friend. They had heard most of the conversation too, but were equally unaware.

Teá took it upon herself to be the representative, "What's been on the radio?"

A redheaded girl blushed some as she spoke in a soft voice, "Well, on station 95.9 they have a special request hour every night at 7:00 o'clock and every night, the first request has been going out anonymously, but it's always the same song and it's always dedicated especially to 'Joey Wheeler'."

Joey's brows rose, "How do ya know dat it ain't some other Joey Wheeler, huh?"

"Unless there's suddenly been another one named as a well known duelist within the last week, then I don't think so. They specifically say it's dedicated to 'Dueling finalist, Joey Wheeler'," another girl clarified. "I mean, you were runner up at Duelist Kingdom and you made it to the Battle City finals after all. They had you in the newspapers."

Well, that was just great. Did this mean he had an admirer? Or even a stalker? Hell, he couldn't even narrow down by gender since it was no longer a secret at school that he was bisexual. And what song were they playing anyway? Joey had to take some time to let it sink in. His friends agreed that they should listen in that night for this song. It was Friday anyway, so they wouldn't have to worry about school in the morning.

As night fell, Joey was feeling mixed emotions. He was anxious, for sure, but was also a little flattered, if not embarrassed. They all crowded around the radio in Yugi's room while tuning to the correct station. A few more songs played through before the DJ came on.

"You're listening to 95.9, KZGL, The Z. It's total request time, so phone lines are open. To start things off tonight, yet again, we have the new one by Hoobastank on request. This is going out anonymously once more to the increasingly popular man and dueling finalist, Joey Wheeler. This is Hoobastank's 'Inside Of You'."

The DJ faded out as the song began to play. A rock beat started in before the lyrics came. If this song was selected specially for him, he was going to pay close attention.

~It seems so obvious,

There's something up with us,

I swear I feel it from across the room.

So can I ask you this,

Not to be forward miss,

But I think I'd kill myself if I never knew.

~What do I have to do to get inside of you?

To get inside of you?

Cause I love the way you move, when I'm inside of you.

When I'm inside of you.

~Just ask and I will do,

Anything you want me to.

There is no limit to how far I will go.

And I'm sure I can pretend,

To be a gentlemen,

But before I begin,

I just got to know.

(I just got to know, I just got to know)
~What do I have to do to get inside of you?

To get inside of you?

Cause I love the way you move, when I'm inside of you.

When I'm inside of you.

The song wasn't even over yet and Joey was wishing he could disappear into the floor. Everyone else's eyes were wide from shock as they continued to stare at the radio.

~For now I'll play the game,

And I'm waiting for your move,

But I've got to say, that I never lose.
~What do I have to do to get inside of you?

To get inside of you?
~What do I have to do to get inside of you?

To get inside of you?

Cause I love the way you move, when I'm inside of you.

When I'm inside of you.
~When I'm inside of you.

Yeah, oohooh,

Yeah, oohooh,

When I'm inside of you.

The song faded out and went back to the DJ, but nobody was paying attention to him anymore. They managed to tear their gaze from the radio to lock upon the beet red blond. He tried looking everywhere except directly in his friends' faces.

Nervously, he chuckled, "Guess this means someone likes me then?"

"No way, man. I think this means someone seriously wants to fuck you," Tristan replied bluntly. Yugi flushed brightly while Teá made a squawking sound of disbelief and smacked the brunet youth in the head.

Letting the two argue, Joey turned to his smallest companion, ".. What do ya think is goin' on, Yug? I mean, do ya have any clue who it could be?"

Yugi shook his head with a soft shrug, "Sorry, Joey. I only know as much as you do... Hey, wait! What if we called the radio station and asked them? Maybe he could tell us something at least to help."

Honey colored eyes lit up with hope. The others had finally stopped fighting while Yugi hurried off to get a phonebook. He came back and gave Joey the cordless phone while Teá began flipping through the pages.

"Let's see.. radio.. radio.. KPPV, KRRQ,.. Here we go! KZGL!"

Joey's fingers flew across the keypad as he dialed. His heart began pounding once someone answered. It was only the person at the switchboard, but that was good enough.

"Yeah, hi. Um, well, this is da Joey Wheeler that ya've been playin' that song for.. Uh, I know this is gonna sound strange, but do ya think ya might be able ta tell me who it is that's makin' da requests?"

"You're the 4th person this week that has called claiming to be Joey Wheeler. I'm afraid I'm going to need some proof."

Now the teen was stumped. What could he do to prove he really was who he said he was? He was tempted to say, at first, that he was the one that held the rare Red Eyes Black Dragon card in his deck, but that was common knowledge since he had his rise in dueling fame. His middle name maybe? No, how would this guy know something like that?

".. Wait, how do ya know if I'm tellin' da truth or not?"

"We were provided with a list of information to correctly verify. Now, do you have any proof or do I need to hang up the phone? You're not the only caller you know."

Joey was still racking his brain for something. How could he prove himself? He started rubbing his temple with his free hand while he thought.

"No, don't hang up. I'm thinkin' it over.... Um... How about da name of my school?"

"I still need more than that."

He growled lightly in frustration while he continued to think. He hated thinking. Especially if it was about school! This is why he hated Mrs. Mori's class so much because there was too much thinking. Wait! Maybe that could work.

"How about da name of one of my teachers? My English teacher's named Mrs. Mori an' I have it 8th period."

The switchboard operator looked at the list of information and nearly fell out of his chair. Clearly printed out was a class schedule of English with an Erika Mori as an 8th period class time. "It's really you? The Joey Wheeler?.. Hey, I apologize about that, but we just had to be sure, you know? We were even starting to wonder if this all wasn't some sort of publicity stunt of some kind."

Joey blinked a few times while he listened to the man as he basically fell all over himself to apologize, "Uh, it's okay. Really. But, now that ya know it's me, can ya tell me who's been sendin' those requests?"

There was a slight sigh of regret, "I'm afraid that I can't since even we don't know for sure.. But we did receive some of the strangest instructions along with the list of your information. The person that dropped it all off said that if we ever made contact with you, we're supposed to give you this package. I tell you, we've all been dying to open it, but it's still sitting here. Well, now that I've heard from you, we're supposed to drop it off in the mail. You should get it in a few days."

Okay. Things had officially gotten bizarre now.

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As promised, a package arrived on Monday. However, it did not come to his house like a normal package. No. It arrived to him at school. He was called to the office over the intercom in the middle of class only to return carrying a fairly small, non-descript, brown box. Joey could only daydream about what could possibly be inside since he wasn't allowed to open it in class.

Curiosity and anxiousness was eating away at him. He was also a little afraid at what it could contain. Whoever was doing this sounded like a stalker. What if the box was some kind of mail bomb?!? No.. Wouldn't it have rattled when he gave it an obligatory shake? In fact, there was very little wiggle room for whatever was inside, but it sounded solid at least.

As the bell rang for the end of class, Joey tore into the package wildly and pulled out.. a cell phone?! Well, he could not wonder about it now, he had another class to get to. He hustled off to History and practically threw himself into the chair beside Yugi. He completely ignored Seto, who glanced up from his book at the commotion.

"Yug!! Ya're neva gonna believe it! Look what was in dat package!" He held up the item for inspection.

The petite teen tilted his head with a curious expression, ".. You got a phone?.. That's weird."

Teá and Tristan strolled in from the hallway and she asked, "What's weird?"

"Teá! I just got dat package from da radio station an' when I opened it up, dis is what I found inside! What da hell is dis supposed ta mean?"

She opened her mouth to answer, but the bell interrupted her. Joey groaned in frustration. How was he supposed to concentrate through his class? Why couldn't that stupid bell be longer?? Once more, he had to agonize through class while his mind was focused elsewhere. Even Yugi noticed how wound up his friend was since the honey-eyed youth's foot bounced in perfect time with his nervous pencil tapping.

The class had to watch a film and all through it, Joey kept a hand in his pocket while he stroked a thumb over the cell phone�s surface. He was just going to have to wait until after school for this mystery to be looked into further. Even though there was just one more period to go, it was going to drag on for an eternity. After all, it was Mrs. Mori's class!

Joey seemed to lose track of time momentarily as the bell rang and brought him out of his thoughts. If he could make it through English, then he would be free! He wished, for once, that he could just fall asleep if only to make the time go faster. But the last thing he wanted to do right now is earn himself detention and make his day longer.

Yugi offered to hold onto the phone to help take the blond's mind off it and Joey agreed that it would probably be for the best. Mrs. Mori had absolutely no tolerance to cell phones in the classroom. Even if it someone simply had it out because they were putting it away in their backpack. The students wondered sometimes what exactly she did with all the phones she confiscated. Joey amused himself with the thought of the teacher's desk filled to the brim with cell phones and what would happen if they all went off simultaneously.

It didn't make the class any easier to bear that they were analyzing Shakespeare's poetry and Joey was absolutely clueless. But, somehow, he managed to survive and now finally stood out front with his friends as they inspected the device. It was a brand new model and even had a camera built in. Tristan tried turning the phone on and they were all surprised when they found it was activated and still well charged. Everything on display was set on a default setting however, leaving them with little clues.

"Are there any pictures stored on it?" Teá offered.

They fiddled with it for a bit before finding where the pictures were kept, but found none. No luck there.

Yugi perked up suddenly, "Wait, what about any stored numbers?"

Joey punched in a few buttons to bring up the phonebook and his eyes widen slightly in surprise. Sure enough, there was a single entry. For the name, there was only a cryptic, "Call Me" labeled and the phone number was not familiar.

Nervous tension began to build inside his gut. If he called, would he finally get his answers? He wanted to call, but still, he hesitated. He chewed the inside of his lip anxiously before he looked at his friends.

"Guys.. I... I don't wanna sound ungrateful or anythin' fer ya helpin' me come this far but I..." his voice trailed off solemnly while he hoped they would understand.

The others were quiet. They did feel a bit hurt, but they nodded. Yugi wrapped his arms tightly around his friend's waist in a comforting hug.

"We understand, Joey.. Just make sure you let us know everything is all right later. Okay? Call us and let us know what happens."

Teá hugged him next, "Even if you just call Yugi, that will be fine. We just want you to be safe."

"Yeah, man. Be careful. Otherwise I'll kick your ass for being stupid," Tristan added as he took his companion into a quick embrace.

Joey waved them off, their words giving him comfort while he finally gathered up the courage to call. Butterflies were multiplying inside his stomach as he selected the mysterious number and hit the 'send' button. As it started ringing, he heard someone else's phone going off in the distance. He recognized the tune immediately as the same "Inside Of You" song that had been haunting him since he heard it on the radio.

At last, someone answered. There was a smirking chuckle before an all too familiar voice filled his ear, "It certainly took you long enough to figure out.. Puppy."

He almost dropped the phone out of shock, ".. KAIBA?!?! Are ya fuckin' kiddin' me??"

"I don't 'kid' with anything."

This time, Joey did drop the phone because the reply had come from right behind him. He spun around in surprise only to find the brunet looking at the broken phone on the ground as he snapped his own shut.

"You should be more careful with those. I don't plan on buying you a new one every day, after all."

Joey sputtered while he tried to find words. As the lyrics came back to him, his cheeks flushed brightly. All he could stammer out was a confused, "What da fuck?!"

Seto remained as calm as ever, "I know you have plenty of questions you want to ask, but I think we should move this conversation to someplace more private. You're beginning to attract attention to yourself, Puppy.. My limo is waiting for us if you care to follow."

Without anything further, the teen billionaire brushed past the still shell shocked blond. He did not have to look over his shoulder to know Joey was hot on his heels. If Seto had to give any kind of credit to the shorter, it was his predictable and insatiable curiosity.

Seeing his employer approaching, the chauffer stepped out and quickly opened the door for his master and guest. Seto maneuvered his lean body into the backseat with grace while he turned his gaze to his hesitate follower.

"I already said you were welcome to come in.. Or perhaps you're waiting to be put into a dog crate?" Seto smirked as he provoked the other boy into moving.

Joey slid into the seat beside him with an angry growl before the door was shut. He hardly noticed when they started moving before he barked out, "Okay! Now tell me what da fuckin' hell is goin' on here! What's with dis radio shit an' da phones an' all dis fuckin' stalker bullshit!"

The blue-eyed duelist leaned back comfortably with his arms crossed in front of his chest and one, long leg draped over the other. "First of all, I do not wish to be called a stalker. After all, I just happen to share classes with you.. and have many sources and means in getting my information."

Joey snorted and muttered under his breath, ".. Yeah, whatever.."

Seto continued, but turned away slightly as he spoke, ".. You see, I heard the rumor of your.. sexual preference.. not too long ago. At first, I thought it was just that; a rumor. But I overheard you and the geek squad talking and confirmed it to be fact... You should know well that I don't like associating with my peers any more than is required. Truthfully, it was Mokuba that helped me decide how to approach this. I chose the radio to retain a level of annonimitity and hoped that by going onto a popular station that you would hear it. I even selected the most likely time that you would be at home listening to the radio. I decided that I would continue to have my broadcast played until you heard."

".. Are ya sayin' ya were just SHY??" The flaxen haired youth felt himself flood with warm amusement.

Seto, however, did not answer the question and simply continued, "Mokuba and I both knew others would try to investigate, so I left specific instructions with the station that when you contacted them, your identity would need to be verified before any other actions were taken. I researched for unique information that they could use to be certain.. I knew well you would try to figure out the clues with your little friendship group, so I wasn't afraid of not receiving a response. Whenever you did make contact, I wanted to reward you with another clue. Hence, the phone. I had it delivered to you at school so I could see that you had made it to the next step and allowed me to prepare.. I've had that number saved and given a special ring tone so I would know that, no matter where I was when you finally called, that you had figured it out."

Silence filled the air while Joey took in everything. It was fitting that Seto would make this attempt of flirting into some kind of strategy game. Moreover, it was rather touching at how far the brunet had gone. A little creepy, but touching. There was still the question of his song selection though.

"Okay, I get it.. Now spill it about da song."

A frustrated grunt came as the reply before he looked at the blond square in the eye, "If you can't figure that out, then I'm surprised you're sitting there."

Joey's eyebrows disappeared into his hair. He would have flushed scarlet if the blood had not been fighting on which region to flood to first. A familiar stirring began in his jeans and he found himself short of breath. Seto watched his reactions and no longer was worried about disinterest. He leaned in closer and Joey felt his heart hammering wildly in his chest.

"Now that I've answered your questions, why don't you answer mine?"

"W-what question?.." his body went stiff, but he had no plans of escaping.

Seto closed in until they were a hair's width apart. His warm breath caressed the other's lips intimately while he whispered, ".. What do I have to do to get inside of you?"

Holy fucking gods above. It was one of his wet dreams come true! And Joey's jeans were completely wet and sticky now, but this was no dream. He was absolutely mortified about creaming his pants like that, though Seto only gave a satisfied smirk.

"If you do this without me even touching you, I can't wait to see what will happen later," he left no room for comment as he took the vulnerable teen into a passionate and possessive kiss.

No protests came, but a few moans of want escaped while Joey returned the kiss with equal fervor. Electricity shot through his spine all the way down to his cock. Now this was much better than bickering! Fingers began to thread numbly into the silky, chestnut tresses as he was slowly devoured from the inside out.

Seto kissed much in the same way he did everything, dominating and full of command. His tongue took detailed mapping of the inside of Joey's mouth, memorizing every curve and dip. What he couldn't get over was the intoxicating flavor he found. Perhaps after so much junk food, Joey's mouth finally absorbed some of the more interesting tastes.

A gentle keening tumbled from the shorter as he felt a hand groping at the bulge between his legs and the soft vibration of his zipper been undone. Amber shot open instantly and, with as much self-control as he could muster, he placed both hands upon Seto's shoulders to shove him away.

Joey's lips were still moist and kiss bruised, but he shook his head in a definite 'NO'. ".. N.. No.. As much as we're both likin' it.. I'm not gonna do that here... I ain't some kinda cheap whore ya picked off da street, ya know."

Trying to get his libido in check, Seto sat back into his seat and fixed his partner's zipper, "You're right about that. You aren't a whore... The 'cheap' part has yet to be determined since we haven't had a date yet." To smooth the sting, he offered a teasing smirk that quickly faded into a completely serious expression. "I shouldn't have done that to you so soon. I apologize for getting carried away. If you'd like, I will have the driver drop you off someplace."

Truthfully, Seto began to hurt deep down because he was afraid that he had gone too far. It was his turn to be shocked when he ended up with a golden puppy wrapped around him breathing hotly in his ear.

"No, ya misunderstood.. I just don't want my first fuck ta be in da backseat of a car... Ta answer yer question, yer gonna need ta be a bit more romantic if ya wanna get inside of me."

The brunet's arousal gave a throb before a grin slowly curled his lip, "Very well. I think I would prefer a bed anyway because we are going to need all the room to move around that we can get."

After hushing a particularly loud moan from his soon to be lover, Seto quickly ordered his driver to head to the estate. It did not take long since the chauffer had merely been circling the block all this time. He didn't even have time to climb out before he saw his master taking long, quick strides into the house and almost dragging the other boy behind him by the wrist.

It was a little difficult to keep up with the wood Joey was sporting and he was curious just how Seto managed to move so fast since he seemed to be in worse shape. None of the staff were able to welcome them since Seto was a man on a mission.

They made a beeline for the dragon master's bedroom. Just before they reached the door, the cerulean-eyed teen stopped and scooped Joey up bridal style. With his hip, he nudged open the door and shut it after them with a quick bump of his ass. Pausing momentarily, Seto threw the lock into place to keep them from being disturbed.

Joey would have loved to admire the room, but he had to do so while he found himself flying through the air before landing on the spacious bed with a bounce. Eager hands began pulling at his clothes, but the blond swatted them away.

"Hey! Slow down a little, will ya!.. I wanna enjoy this."

Putting the brakes on once again, Seto eased himself off and moved to lay propped up next to Joey. Taking the initiative, Joey quickly grabbed Seto's collar and yanked him down for a hungry kiss. Their tongues battled again, this time with the taller combing his fingers through soft gold. When Joey felt ready, he grasped a wandering hand and interlaced their fingers while bringing it down between them. He pressed his lover's hand against his covered member and arched into it wantonly. Seto took the cue and, very slowly, unfastened the constrictive jeans as well as his own slacks.

To keep in control of how fast they were moving, Joey wound a leg around Seto's, effectively keeping him from escaping too soon. The taller's hand teased and explored the unfamiliar stiffness through boxers, but that only satisfied him for so long. A quick tug on the waistband freed the needy member and allowed him to play unrestricted. Joey took a sharp breath from the coolness of Seto's hands upon his sensitive dick, but rocked his hips into it for more.

Seto chuckled before pulling away and sitting up while still straddling his partner, "I want to watch you." He pulled his own arousal free, letting their most intimate areas rub against one another. Wrapping a hand around them both, he began to move in full, firm strokes.

"Ahh.. Gods.. Don't do that.. I ain't gonna last..."

"Very well. I don't want our fun to end so soon anyway." Seto let go long enough to reach into his nightstand to retrieve a bottle of lubricant.

Taking advantage of the situation, Joey threw them off balance in order to switch their positions. Now that he was the one straddling his blue-eyed lover, he grinned in triumph and claimed a hungry victory kiss. Seto complied while letting his hand roam underneath the wrinkled T-shirt to caress a sun kissed back. Joey stopped momentarily to rid himself as well as Seto of their upper clothing. It was a bit more difficult to get rid of the young CEO's shirt and jacket though, so Joey threw them the floor angrily once they were in his grasp.

They removed their explorations once more. Little did the shorter realize that Seto's fingers were carefully moving themselves downward. His ass was squeezed and kneaded through his pants, causing the jeans to ride down farther upon his hips. Seto moved his hands to dip down underneath the elastic waistband of forest green boxers to claim the treasure within. Feeling his underpants slowly slipping down to expose more of his rear simply turned Joey on more.

Joey was so focused on the groping of his backside and the taste of his lover's mouth that he never noticed the soft click of a cap being opened beside him. The next thing he felt, however, was a slickened hand tracing down the crack of his ass that began massaging his puckered entrance. He gave a soft moan that turned into a muffled cry once a slim digit penetrated him deeply.

Seto's hand moved with purpose as he prepared his puppy for his master. Joey broke from their kissing to lay his head over Seto's shoulder and whine with pleasure. A second finger plunged in, working the shorter boy into a frenzy.

"You're so hot and tight, Joey.. And such a naughty puppy you are. Just listen to you moaning while I finger your sexy, little ass. You're just like a bitch in heat, aren't you? Your master has a juicy bone for you that will make you even better. Would you like that, Puppy?"

"Oh, gods! Yes!.. Please, Kaiba!"

"No, no. Call me 'Seto'.."

"Please, Seto!!"

"What do you want me to do, Joey? I want you to tell me just what you want."

Joey began to keen, "Ahh.. I w-want.. I want ya... I want you, Seto!"

Seto was carefully finishing undressing them both. He grinned, "I know you want me, Puppy. But what do you want me to do?"

"Nghh... I.. I-I want ya.. I want ya t-ta.... AH!" his prostate was hit, "FUCK ME, SETO!"

The shorter duelist pulled free and kicked his clothes off in a fit. Seto threw his own slacks out of the way and quickly coated his straining cock with plenty of lube. Joey was overtaken by Seto's strength, forced onto all fours while he was mounted from behind. He spread his thighs and tilted his ass before Seto seated himself balls deep in a single thrust.

There was a slight pain as Joey tensed up upon the initial penetration, but it went away quickly. Seto had done such a marvelous job in preparing him, he was relaxed in no time. Each thrust had Joey howling to the heavens with ecstasy while he clawed the sheets. The brunet pounded into his lover mercilessly. Suddenly, he shifted their position by pulling the other up into a seated position upon his lap. Seto held Joey by the hips tightly, using the other teen's weight as leverage while he thrust into the hot tunnel.

Joey could only grab Seto's arms as he held on for the ride of his life. His eyes were clenched shut and jaw hung slack with his panted cries.

"Ahh!.. No more!"

The taller snuck a hand around and took hold of the neglected arousal, pumping it in quick jerks. He bit lightly at Joey's neck, leaving numerous love bites upon the once flawless skin.

Seto whispered, his voice hoarse with his lust, "Cum for me, Puppy...."

Joey's body began to tense, his penis starting to swell with impeding release. With one last thrust, he arched his back with a shrill cry in climax. Hot strands of seed shot forth in little arcs across his thighs and the bedspread. Seto was right behind with his own orgasm. The clenching of his lover's body around his cock was like heaven. He continued to drive himself, trying to reach his finish as well as keep his partner's climax going for as long as possible.

Seto reached his peak and came with a roar. He plunged himself in deep, letting his molten essence pump completely into his puppy's body. Both covered in a fine sheen of sweat and gasping for air, they sank onto the bed to lay upon their sides. Joey stopped the other as he tried to pull out, wanting to stay connected as long as he could. He found one of Seto's hands still at his side and brought it around him so he could once again interlace their fingers.

It was a slight struggle to get the sheets pulled over them both, but Seto managed and placed a satisfied kiss on the top of golden haired head while they let sleep claim them.

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The others were worried when it grew late and they had yet to receive any word from their friend. Gathering at Yugi's once again, Teá called the number to Joey's new cell phone and put it on speakerphone for everyone to hear. Since it was broken, no one answered, so it went to the voicemail. Three sets of eyes grew large while they listened to the message.

Seto's voice was clear, "If you're hearing this message, that means my puppy is currently being well fucked by his master. He does not need your help, so you can hang up and stop calling. Teá Gardner, Tristan Taylor, and Yugi Mutou, this means you... *beep*"

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