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Sexual Frustration	By : DirtyHentaiGoddess Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9019 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Jonouchi
- 2-Yami Yugi
- 3-Yami Bakura
- 4-Malik
- 5-Pegasus
- 6-Seto Kaiba
- 7-Mako
- 8-Yugi
- 9-Mokuba
- 10-Otogi
- 11-Honda
- 12-Rishid
- 13-Noa
- 14-Ryou's message
- 15-Varion
- 16-Raphael
- 17-Ameluda
- 18-Bandit Keith
- 19-Dartz
- 20-Siegfried
- 21-Leon
- 22-Leon part 2
- 23-Mahaado
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- 17
- 18
Shoes for Fools

So far, Ameluda had only found 11.

“But I know I have 12 final fantasies!!!” The teen cried in fury, shaking his maroon colored hair about like a savage sea lion.

“That my friend, is impossible.” Dartz declared, strutting forward through his mirror of doom. In an instant, he was wearing the super cool clothing of a Spanish matador!

“Dartz! You…how dare you say such things?!!” Ameluda said, on the verge of tears. “These games were the livelihood of me and my brother! And now you make a mockery of them?!! You fishmonger! How could you!!!”

“Please, do calm down Ameluda-chan.” Dartz took his blood red cape and flung it over his shoulder grandly. Lightly, he placed a hand on the boy’s shoulder to calm him down. “I only speak the truth, but should you wish to search for more… I invite you to step into my lair of doom.”

Grandly, smoke billowed out from behind a curtained door, flashing hews of purple, gold, and llama in a brightly colored display. Not wasting time, Ameluda flung the curtain aside and stepped through the door.

What he found on the other side both shocked and appalled him. He decided to ignore the scene and continue his quest for the holy grail. And his treasured game.

“Now where could it be….” He wondered aloud.

“What are you looking for?” A boy with splendidly fine silver hair asked him politely.

“I seek my missing final fantasy game.” Ameluda spoke, gazing uncertainly at the boy’s nakedness.

“Oh, that. Well, I suppose it’s ok.” The young boy sighed, sidestepping neatly to avoid being piledrived by another psychotically laughing man. Who was also naked. And a man.

“Nobody else has claimed it yet.” Quickly, the boy dug through a drawer and pulled out Final Fantasy 12, tossing it to him. “Here you go.”

Ameluda caught the game easily and stroked the cover gently. “There you are!”

The boy, whom everyone else in the house knew as Ryou, sighed and walked away. “I… I really give up…”

“Imuposubilu deeeeeeeeeeesu!” Pegasus cried, plucking the game from Ameluda’s hands. He coughed and cleared his throat. “Excuse me. I meant to say ‘That’s impossible!’ Final Fantasy 12 hasn’t been released yet! I must take this for execution!”

“No! Not the game! No!” Ameluda cried, but could not stop the flamboyantly bounding man from jogging away with the game.

Sniffling, he sat down on the couch. It reminded him of warm apple pies.

“It’s gone… again…. I’m sorry brother. I’ve failed.”

Sweetie, don’t be sad… they’ll invent the game again, and then it will be all over the market at ridiculously high prices!

Ameluda bobbed his head in agreement. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

Of course I’m right. So till then, why don’t ya pull up a chair with me, and have a cozy hour for a little bit? I promise you’ll remember things you’d…. heh… forgotten.

Without hesitation, Ameluda kneeled down beside the speaking object. “I never knew you could talk.”

I can do much more… The object purred seductively, humming like a moving truck crossing the mountains. I’ll make it… worth the time….

Swayed by it’s captivating spell, Ameluda moaned and caressed the machine he had loved for so long…

The Nintendo.

“My darling, my everything… oh yes!” He grunted, his creamy fingers stroking the antiquated machine. He was turned on already, just from the idea of fucking his childhood Nintendo. He let the machine know this, and rubbed the hard plastic up and down against his hardened shaft. “Mmmm you like that baby?”

Oh yes…. Keep going… The Nintendo buzzed and made a few blipping noises, entrancing the air around them with these sexy sounds.

Ameluda, fearing damage to his machine, planned not to enter his love, but to this, he was fiercely battled.

No Ameluda! Don’t hold yourself back! The Nintendo commanded in a powerful way. Don’t be afraid to do what you like, and… I won’t be either.

Fearing nothing now, the teen stripped his clothing off and kneeled over in front of the machine. “Are… are you sure?”

Oh yes. The machine replied quaintly, sizzling with electricity. It even hummed a Mario tune to entice the teen onward.

Unable to resist the allure of the music, Ameluda pushed into the slot, loving the feel of his warm, mechanical love.

Shock filled him, literally, when the Nintendo swooped a cord behind him and entered Ameluda with a rectangle shaped controller. “Aaahhggnnn!”

Yes… yes my darling… am I making you feel… good?

“Y-Yes!” Ameluda spoke brokenly, having never felt a game controller inside him before. He didn’t waste this opportunity though, and began to move in and out of the slot, being careful not to break the fragile plastic flap on the Nintendo.

Within moments, he was shaking uncontrollably, the controller inside him rattling and pressing his sweet spot with a sharp corner. He didn’t even need to thrust any faster, even if he did not stay inside his Nintendo, he knew it would only be moments before he came. Resolutely, he bit his lower lip, determined not to harm his favorite pastime.

What are you waiting for? Let yourself come. The Nintendo encouraged him, pressing inside him even harder, and making Ameluda cry out anew.

“Dearest… I… I want to, but you… you’ll break…” The teen panted, removing himself from the Nintendo. However, just as his member had left the machine, the controller pressed extra hard into him, forcing him to buck forward back inside. The sudden thrust and extra push was too much for Ameluda to bear, and the red haired teen cried in exaltation and defeat as he came.

Don’t be silly. The Nintendo cooed to him, ignoring the sharp feelings within its circuits as it was filled with Ameluda’s hot cum.

Shocked with his actions, Ameluda quickly removed himself from the Nintendo and pulled the controller out of himself. He then cradled the machine lovingly. “I’m sorry… so sorry… I didn’t mean to…” The teen bowed his head in defeat. “I care so much about you… but I know I’ve hurt you just now.”

Gently, the machine sputtered mostly from age, and also a bit from the excessive quantity of fluid Ameluda had deposited within it, but it did its best to buzz and play a merry tune. Please Ameluda… I have always cared for you… but I fear my time may be growing near…

“No… NO!!” The man cried copious tears of sadness, threatening the dying machine inadvertently. “You can’t go… not yet! Not now, after we’ve finally found our love for each other!”

I have no regrets. The wizened Nintendo spoke happily. I am just so happy that you can understand what I have felt for you for so many years…

A quiet moment was shared then. Love, trust, and years of wasted sexless hours.

Ameluda… I know you are hurting, but please… it’s time to let me go.

“No.” The boy shook his head. “No I won’t accept it. No!”

Goodbye… Ameluda…

Sobbing, the boy pounded a defeated fist against the carpeted floor.
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