"Toy Series" | By : astracindel Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7462 -:- 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. |
Disclaimer: I’m just playing
with them they’re not mine. I wish they were….BUUUUTTTT….they
ain’t.
Warning: Just NC17
Summary: Last in my “Toy Series”. Who needs toys when you have a
Millennium Ring?
Pairing: Ryou/Bakura
AN: The song mentioned is Short
Dick Man by Gillette (20 Fingers) So I don’t own that either. And also Ykarzel did something similar in Beachin’
Trip to what I am doing now. Soo.not.not to step
on any toes, that was an inspiration for this one.
Toys??? Who Needs Toys?
Bakura entered the kitchen where Ryou was doing the dishes. He had just returned from his visit with Marik and their
conversation was still running through his mind. The
idea of the hikaris finding “toys” to get what they wanted from their yamis
was mind-boggling. But then again, it had been Yugi
and Malik using them, he was absolutely positive that Ryou had no complaints
about their sex life. He began walking towards
Ryou with every intention of taking his hikari to “their” room and bedding
him until they both passed out, to prove that point. Watching
Ryou bounce around, moving dishes from the sink to the drainer for them to
dry, he thought of all of the things he had in store for them. Just as he
was about to pounce on his unsuspecting prey Ryou spoke.
“Don't want no short dick man. Iny weeny teeny weeny
shriveled little short dick man.” ‘WHAT?? What is he saying? He did not just
say what I think. I just misunderstood. Right? He doesn’t really mean…does
he?’ A second of stunned shock froze him to
his spot, and then he realized Ryou was speaking again. “What in the world
is that fuckin’ thing? Do you need some tweezers to
put that little thing away? That has got to be the smallest dick I have ever
seen in my whole life. Get the fuck outta here.” Shocked
and not sure what else to do Bakura turned and left the room.
“What the hell is he talking about?
He’s never complained about my…my…attributes before. He can’t really be serious,” he was muttering to himself
as he walked into Ryou’s bedroom. Walking over to
the desk, he began to rummage through the school supplies lying on top. Finding what he was looking for, he left the bedroom and
walked down the short hallway to the bathroom.
Closing and locking the door behind him, Bakura pulled
down his pants. He stared in the mirror at his pale
member, hanging limply between his legs. Taking it
in his hand, he began to stroke gently, envisioning Ryou beneath him calling
out his name. Once he had reached full arousal he
took the item he had brought from the bedroom, and placed it beside his cock. “Sixteen centimeters. I think that’s
fairly well endowed. And what the fuck
is he complaining about anyway?!?!?!?! Our bodies
look exactly the same!!! There are only subtle differences
with our hair and face. His dick is the exact same
size as mine! And he’s insulting MY size?!!!” Bakura began to pace around the room, his mind reeling.
He paused before the mirror again, turning to the side. “Maybe it’s not as nice as I thought,” he said looking
at his erect cock. “But what the hell am I supposed
to do about it? It’s not like these things just grow
at will. And Ra be damned if he thinks he’s going
to find some toy for me to use to make up for it!” He
began pacing again, anger slowly building at the thought of Ryou criticizing
his endowments. “Well, honestly I really DON’T care
if he likes it or not. But I will not be caught like
Marik was.” Becoming more agitated by the second an
idea finally came to him.
“There are differences between us. I use the Millennium Ring to keep this form. What if I used it to change that? Or
to be more precise, to change a single part of that form?”
Bakura took hold of the Ring around his neck. He
closed is eyes and projected his thoughts into it. The
Ring began to glow, and he could feel his dick begin to throb and stretch.
Opening his eyes, he looked at himself in the mirror again. “Wow.” He grabbed the ruler and measured again. “Twenty-three centimeters. If he
complains about this, then something is seriously wrong.”
About to pull his pants back up, he remembered the vibrating
anal beads he and Marik had found when they went back to the room where Malik
had made his yami submit. Projecting his thoughts
into the Millennium Ring once more, he felt his cock change shape as it took
the shape of the anal beads, only thicker. Deep rings
formed around his flesh, causing his cock to look as though it were a series
of nine large joined “beads”. “I may not be able to get it to vibrate, but
this should work nicely,” he smirked, admiring his handy work.
Bakura pulled his pants back on and headed out of the
bathroom. He quickly returned the ruler to where he
had found it, and set out to find Ryou, who was now in the living room watching
television. Looking up from the program he was watching
Ryou said, “There you are Bakura. I expected you back
sooner. So how are Marik and Malik doing?”
Unable to control himself Bakura began laughing and recounted
the story, which Marik had told him. Ryou listened
in shock to the explicit details. Blushing slightly
he said, “Malik told me he was going to do something about Marik. But I had no idea that he would do THAT.”
Bakura looked at Ryou meaningfully.
“And have you gotten any ideas from the other hikaris? I heard what you said earlier in the kitchen, about not
wanting a short dick man.”
Ryou blanched, his milky skin becoming paler than seemed
possible. “T-that was just a song!
I was singing along with it. I would never
say that to you.”
“A song?” Bakura thought this
over for a moment, then turned harsh eyes back on Ryou. “You
just said you ‘would never say that to me’, but you did not say that
you DID NOT mean it. And you still haven’t answered
my question as to whether you have any of your own ideas.”
Ryou shifted nervously under the cold gaze. “I…umm…well…err…umm…” he stuttered fearful to answer the
question.
“Answer me.”
Sighing heavily he finally answered, “I…I have kinda
thought about it….but I would never!…I couldn’t possibly…unless you…no…I
couldn’t possibly. I accept the way things are with
us.” The platinum blond blushed hotly and turned from
his darker/evil half, preparing for the brutal onslaught he knew was inevitable. “It’salwaysthesame,” he added quickly, before he could
stop his mouth from forming the words.
Bakura was getting pissed. But
he didn’t know if he was pissed at his innocent hikari for saying, basically,
that their sex life was boring, or if he were pissed at himself for letting
it become so. ‘It’s always the same? I thought he liked what I did to him.
What the hell am I saying? I don’t care if
Ryou likes it or not! I just refuse to be caught off
guard the way in which Marik was! How dare my hikari
say that I am boring!! Well, I beat
him to it…let’s see if he still thinks “it’s always the same” when I am finished
with him this time!!!’ Noting that his “weaker”
half was retreating within himself, Bakura realized that he could not do
a direct attack. Instead, he willed his anger to subside
and turned mischievous hazelnut eyes on his hikari. “And
just what have you thought about?” he asked smirking, as he began to run
his hands over the chest of the one before him.
Ryou let out a small gasp of surprise. He had expected his yami to turn incredibly violent at
his admission. The hands gently caressing his body
left him at a loss for words. “I...umm…nothing…”
“Oh, come now my light…obviously you have given this
some thought. You just said so yourself…soooo….what
have you thought about? There is no need to fear, I am just curious,” the
tomb robber said, his voice dripping with honey.
That tone caused Ryou to completely freeze. NEVER had Bakura used that tone of voice with him. That tone was reserved for anyone who had the misfortune
to send his yami into a psychotic, “I’ll send you to the Shadow Realm!” or
worse, rampage. He didn’t even use that tone when
he confronted Yami!! ‘Dear Gods!
What have I done? What is he going to do to
me?’ Steeling himself mentally, he turned to look
at the cause of his concern. Another gasp of surprise
escaped him when he realized that the eyes he was staring into were not full
of anger and loathing, but rather mixed amusement and mischievousness. “I…I…I…” he stuttered.
“You what?” came the honey-coated voice.
“I only thoughtut dut different things we could do. Nothing really specific, just little things. And nderndered what some of the things that I have seen
on the internet would be like to use.”
“Internet? Just what have you
seen while “surfing”…as you say…on that technological monstrosity? And as I understand it, surfing requires water, so how
can you surf the internet? You never have explained
that to me,” Bakura asked, momentarily forgetting his goal.
Ryou couldn’t help the laughter that erupted from him. His yami maybe a sadistic maniac, but deep down Ryou knew
that Bakura could not possibly survive in this “modern world” without him. ‘He’s confused about the internet, just wait until
I tell him about credit cards!! He’s still
getting accustomed to the idea of paper money instead of coin. What’s he gonna think about plastic that is just run through
yet another technological monstrosity?’ Ryou couldn’t
contaimselmself any longer, and doubled over into hysterical giggles.
“What the hell is so fucking funny???
I asked you a serious question!!” Bakura roared,
his anger returning.
To lost in his own thoughts to notice the anger, Ryou
answered between giggles, “Sorry….**giggle**…just thinking…**giggle**…about
something…**giggle**….what was the question?”
Growling, very vocally, Bakura captured Ryou’s mouth
in a searing kiss, asserting his control once again; his tongue invading
and dominating Ryou’s pliant mouth. Pulling away,
he asked in a stern voice, “What have you seen on that damnable internet?”
Panting breathlessly Ryou replied, “It doesn’t matter,
nothing could compare to what you have just made me feel from a mere kiss.”
Snickering to himself Bakura thought, ‘If he’s all
breathless and turned-on now, just imagine what he will be doing when I give
him MY surprise. Ahh, having such a shy and
quiet hikari does have its benefits.’
Pressing Ryou back against the sofa, Bakura leaned in
and recaptured Ryou’s mouth in a mind-searing kiss, his tongue probing and
demanding entry. Ryou moaned deeply and molded his
body to that of his insistent yami. Bakura quickly
rid the milky skinned youth of his shirt and began to suckle hungrily on
the exposed nipples. Ryou called out in pleasure and
arched into the devouring mouth.
Bakura paused briefly to rid himself of his shirt and
to strip Ryou of the remainder of his clothing as well. Bakura
took in a ragged breath, mesmerized by the gloriously nude body before him. His gaze traveled from the taut sculpted muscles of the
boy’s stomach, down to the well-developed calves and thighs, and back to
his intended target. The pale cock stood rigidly at
attention, bobbing slightly in its excitement. A small
drop of pre cum oozed from the slit and Bakura lowered his mouth to capture
it with the tip of his tongue.
Before the yami could accomplish his goal Ryou sat up
and began trying to remove the remainder of the others clothes. “Hey, no fair. You still have half
of your clothes on.”
Bakura quickly halted the others efforts saying, “Not
yet. I have something planned. I’ll
take them off when I’m ready.”
Ryou had a moment of nervous worry before the hot mouth
of his yami engulfed him to the root. The rhythmic
movements of the wet orifice on his throbbing cock immediately rid him of
any worry. He felt the tightening being in his balls
and thrust into the mouth consuming him.
Bakura sensed the approaching climax of his hikari and
reached under the sofa for one of the many bottles of lube that were stashed
around the house. Flipping it open he coated his fingers
with the slippery substance and inserted a finger into the body under his
mouth. Crooking his finger upward slightly, he began
to move the finger in and out in time with the movement of his mouth.
With his prostrate being stroked in time with the suction
on his cock, Ryou moaned loudly his breath coming in short ragged gasps. When a second finger was inserted into channel he began
to thrash wildly under the torment. The pressure
in his cock and balls was becoming unbearable. He
thought he would surely pass out if he did not find release soon. Seeming to read his mind, Bakura inserted a third finger
and stroked Ryou’s prostrate mercilessly. With a loud
cry of satisfaction Ryou released copious amounts of cum down his lover’s
throat, while wave after wave of blinding pleasure racked his body.
Bakura greedily swallowed the precious fluid, making
sure not to miss a single drop. He suckled the member
in his mouth until he was sure it was clean and let it limply slide from
his lips. Bakura raised his head to look into the
eyes of the youth before him. Seeing the boy with
his eyes closed he roughly twisted a nipple saying, “Don’t even think about
trying to go to sleep. I still have a surprise for
you.”
Completely sated Ryou blinked at the scowling face and
panted, “I’m…not…going…to…sleep. I just need…a minute
to….recover.”
Smiling wickedly Bakura stood and stripped the remainder
of his clothing. Ryou shout up off the sofa, gapping
at the sight before him. Bakura’s cock was now at
least six or seven centimeters longer than his and quiet a bit thicker as
well. Even more shocking than the new size of his
lover’s member was the ribbed look it now had. “How…What…When…How….What
the hell?!?!?!?!”
“It would seem Millennium Ring has many mystical abilities. After Marik told me what you and the other hikaris had
been discussing, I couldn’t very well let you get by with something like
that. Now could I?” Delighted
by the bewilderment of Ryou, Bakura retrieved the bottle of lube and began
to slick his cock.
When Bakura had him pressed back down on the sofa and
was positioned to enter him Ryou finally broke out of his stupefied haze. “I…I don’t know Bakura…That’s a lot larger than anything
I’ve ever seen. I’m not so sure about those ribs either,”
he stuttered nervously.
“It’s alright. I promise to take
it easy, at first anyway. Come on, where’s your sense
of sexual adventure?” Seeing the slightly frightened
look in the other boy’s eyes he added, “I won’t hurt you,” in a voice much
softer than even he knew he had.
Relaxing minimally from the reassurances Ryou took a
deep breath and nodded his head. Not wanting to give
the other a chance to change his mind Bakura began inserting himself slowly
into the tight channel. Ryou tensed at the overwhelming
fullness he was experiencing. He had never felt so
stuffed in his life. Inch after inch was filling him
to bursting, then the head of Bakura’s cock brushed against the bundle of
nerves inside of him. White lights of pleasure shot
behind his eyes, then the cock dipped away until the throbbing cock pushed
into him further and brushed the gland again. “Oh
dear Gods,” he gasped and relaxed completely.
“Ahhh…I knew you would like this.” Bakura
was now fully sheathed in the hot passage. He paused
long enough to watch the look of pleasure wash over Ryou’s face before he
began to move slowly in and out.
Ryou was reeling with renewed pleasure. His prostrate was being stroked repeatedly as the “beads”
of his yami’s cock moved in and out of him. One would
brush across the sensitive gland, and then there would be a dip before another
would brush it again. His own cock found renewed life
as it swelled larger than he thought possible.
Bakura began to pump faster in and out of the tight
channel when he heard Ryou begin to moan and whimper. He
knew his throbbing ribbed cock was brushing repeatedly against the super
sensitive bundle and that it would only be a short while before Ryou climaxed
again. He reached down and took the now dripping cock
between them and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts.
Ryou arched off the sofa when the cock inside him began
to thrust faster and harder as his cock was being stroked.
He felt his sac tighten again as he neared his climax. “Oh…Gods…so close,” he said as he started thrusting himself
onto the intruding member buried in him.
Bakura pounded relentlessly into the body below him
when he heard Ryou’s words. Within seconds he felt
the cock in his hand begin to twitch as hot spurts of cum flooded over his
hand. With three more hard thrusts Bakura howled in
pleasure, and filled the spasming cavern encasing him to overflowing. With a final grunt he collapsed onto the youth below
him as the both drifted into pleasurably exhausted slumber.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Two hours later Ryou was roused from his sleep by the
phone. Grumbling he retrieved the phone. “Hello,” he said still half asleep.
“Hey Ryou,” came the cheerful voice of Yugi. “Did you get a chance to try out some toys on Bakura?”
Blushing crimson Ryou replied, ”Umm…it wasn’t necessary…umm…I
mean…I wasn’t going to…but…Bakura…well…not exactly.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I’ll just say the Millennium Ring can do way
more than what we knew about.”
“Huh?”
“Bakura found out about our conversation and well…he
used the Ring to…umm…make a REAL toy…he kinda changed himself.”
“What?…Oh…OH!!!…Really?!?!…I wonder if the Puzzle can
do that. Umm…I’ll talk to you later, I gotta go talk
to Yami. Bye Ryou.”
The dial tone sounded before Ryou had a chance to say
good-bye. Chuckling at his friend Ryou slipped back
onto the sofa beside Bakura and drifted off back to sleep.
THE END
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN: 16 centimeters is about 6
inches and 23 centimeters is about 9 inches.
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