Lost and Found | By : Bloodysyren Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1764 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Joey had gone back for the notebook he had left behind that day and peered into the empty dark classroom. Searching for the light switch, he felt a hard shove against his back and stumbled into the room, steadying himself against a desk. As he whirled around, he saw a flash of electric green as the door slid shut and the man who accosted him locked it quickly behind him.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, man?” Joey spat angrily.
“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m helping you look for that notebook you left behind, of course.” Duke replied in a matter-of fact tone.
“Why would I need your help?” He said, brushing himself off.
“Because,” the Dice Master stepped up to Joey, pressing their bodies together, “You looked like you needed some assistance, and I just happened to be in the area.” He whispered the last part huskily, his eyes narrowing as he slid a hand in between Joey’s legs. The blonde blushed fiercely and tried to push the other boy off of him.
“What do you think you’re doing?” He asked again. Duke pressed his body tighter against Joey’s and let his hot mouth slide across the pulse point beneath his lips. He felt his classmate shiver and squeezed his hand tighter against the growing hardness underneath his hand.
The blonde boy’s head started to spin, he didn’t know that the words that he spat out against Duke’s personality were taken seriously, and he was even more surprised that the person that he thought that hated him would ever catch onto the fact that he really did admire him and all of his…..assets. Joey’s hands unconsciously clutched at the fabric at Duke’s shoulders as the black-haired boy’s mouth covered his. A small whimper escaped Joey’s throat when their lips touched, his body now reacting only from base instinct.
That sinful mouth was plundering him for all he was worth, and it took his breath away. When Duke broke the kiss, he fixed his eyes on the other boy, relishing the fact that his normally angry, stoic face was flushed with pink and a satiated look crossed his features.
The Dice Master squeezed between Joey’s legs again and leaned to the shell of his ear a second time to whisper, “Would you like to find out just how sweet my ass really is?” He bit teasingly on the lobe and walked across the room to the teacher’s desk. Leaning on it, he slowly unbuckled and unzipped his pants, letting the flaps fall to either side, to reveal the tanned skin underneath. All Joey could do was stare blankly as this walking sex god reached into his pants to stroke himself teasingly.
Joey suddenly realized how painfully hard he was, and looking back to Duke for an instant, realized just how much he really wanted to slam into that tight ass and show that cheeky bastard how much he deserved to be on top. With shaky steps, Joey strode over to the desk, this time stepping up to his classmate boldly, sliding his hands between the Dice Master’s legs. He squeezed roughly and gave a few long strokes. The ebony-haired boy’s eyes eased closed and his head fell back on his shoulders as Joey ran his hand up under Duke’s shirt, fingers ghosting along tight muscles and taught, tanned flesh.
A low, throaty groan escaped Duke’s mouth when the blonde pinched a nipple experimentally. As a sly smile crossed Joey’s features, he stripped Duke of his shirt and soon shed his own. Now shirtless and highly aroused, Joey pressed their bodies together, feeling the smooth heat of Duke’s skin. He released the throbbing cock from his grasp to undo his own pants and pulled them off, tossing them aside. Duke watched him, intently and as Joey looked up, his pale body glimmering in the faint light off the street, Duke couldn‘t drink in the vision fast enough. His eyes scanned and rescanned the blonde’s lithe body, the thin waist, strong legs, and defined stomach. He caught himself literally salivating, wanting to feel that strong muscle tearing him open, claiming him, filling him.
When Duke felt the press of Joey’s body against his, those thin fingers tugging his pants down across his hips, he let out a small whimper and willingly turned around, bracing his upper body on the desk, presenting his sweet ass to whatever the blonde was willing to give him. A now sure hand reached around and stroked him roughly as teeth grazed over his shoulders and the back of his neck, making him shiver.
The fingers curled around his hard shaft and he felt the precome ooze liberally from the tip. The hand left his hot flesh and he felt a strong press against his tight entrance, slick with his own fluid. Groaning, Duke let his head fall forward freely, his bangs brushing the flat surface of the desk as his fingers gripped around the sharp edges, making his knuckles white with strained passion. Joey pressed his fingers into Duke’s twitching cavern, having to strain his fingers against the ebony-haired boy’s strong muscles to keep from being forced out.
As the digits squirmed inside him, Duke let out a shuddering gasp, almost not being able to take such teasing. He pressed his hips back on the fingers, wanting to feel much more than those long fingers inside him. Joey pressed firmly in once more before slowly removing his fingers, easing the muscles gently against his hand. Finally slipping his fingers out, he grasped Duke’s long-neglected erection and stroked firmly, earning a shuddering sigh of pleasure. The blonde bit roughly at the Dice Master’s neck and felt the low rumble of a whimper rush from the black-haired boy below him.
“Are you ready, Duke?” Joey hissed in his ear. A strained cry burst forth from his classmate as Joey spread the tanned legs wider and pressed the tip of his cock against that freshly stretched entrance. He pushed his hips forward gently, feeling the young man shudder beneath him in anticipation. Long, gasping breaths filled the air as Joey pushed in deeper, fitting his hips flush against Duke’s body. Sweet moans erupted from the long-haired boy’s throat as Joey started to pull his hips back.
The pace seemed almost lethargically slow and Duke pressed his hips back against Joey’s, trying to encourage him to go faster, to pound into him with all his might. But the slow pace just kept on and the Dice Master groaned in frustration. Joey smiled down at his captive and put a hand roughly to Duke’s neck as he slowly increased the pace, thoroughly enjoying the pleading sounds coming from the boy. The tan chest flushed with sweat and the blonde’s hand trailed down between the strong heaving muscles. Joey pinched a nipple roughly and Duke cried out, thrusting his hips back forcefully.
The pair rocked feverishly together and the desk held strong, an equally strong grip on the sides of it and against the tan hips, knuckles turning white against wood and taught flesh. Muffled cries came from Duke as he bit his lip to stop the overflowing passion welling up inside him. Joey quickened his pace and gripped the Dice Master’s throbbing cock, pumping in time with his thrusts. With a shuddering cry, Duke spilled his seed over Joey’s hand, the overwhelming sensations sending him over the edge. Still moving at a breakneck pace, and feeling those molten walls close in around him, Joey came, biting harshly into the sensitive flesh of Duke’s neck, scraping his blunt nails down the ripped stomach, feeling the strong body quiver beneath him.
Joey pulled out slowly, fishing for tissues in the desk, still collapsed on top of Duke, feeling the exhaustion close around them. Wiping himself off, he passed a few clean tissues to the dark-haired boy, who had regained his strength and had turned around to brace himself against the desk. The blonde couldn’t help but stare blankly again, his eyes caressing every curve of that tanned body. He was brought back to reality when he felt warm hands caress his cheek and over his sharp hipbones. Warm, surprisingly soft lips pressed against his own and he shuddered in spite of himself.
Dressing quickly, the two boys gathered their discarded thoughts and Joey picked up his notebook from where he had sat that day, looking around for his companion. Out of nowhere, strong hands spun him around and his mouth was once again crushed to that sweet fount, gushing a never ending stream of luscious kisses. The ministrations started a trail down his neck, threatening to start another sexual duel between them. Suddenly, a husky whisper shot a spark of electric fire through his body,
“Hey, Wheeler, want to spend the night over at my place?” He couldn’t say a word in response, body frozen by those sinful lips so close to his neck.
“I’ll make sure that you’re well taken care of.” Joey simply shuddered, his hand ghosting down to grip the other boy’s tightly. As the door to the classroom slid shut behind them, Duke slid a hand into Joey’s back pocket and pushed him up against the wall in the hallway.
“I bet you’ve got a sweet ass too, Joey.” The Dice Master’s lips locked over Joey’s again and all he could do was pull Duke closer, pressing their bodies together fiercely.
“At this rate, we’ll never make it home.” Duke sighed as strong fingers gripped the fabric at his shoulders.
“Fine with me.” Joey panted against his neck. They kissed again.
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