Survivors - Chapter 3: How to... fall in love

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Main Characters: KinKi Kids (AU characters)
Pairing: KinKi Kids (later), for now: TsuTsu (?), Koichi/???
Rating: NC-17 (much sooner than I had expected)
Disclaimer: Don't own KinKi Kids, or anything JE-related
Warnings: Swearing, violence, sexual situations
Setting: AU
Multi-Chapter


Notes: Finally ym new update. *cheers* It took me longer than I expected. I think the last time I wrote a first time sex scene I said I won't write another one for wuite a while. Well, I while has passed by now, hasn't it and I'm quite happy with how this one turned out. I have to admit, though, that y feeling si quite the same again. Definitely no first time for a while now. ^^ I didn't put Koichi's pairing partner in the list, because... well, I want it to be a surprise. I really hope that I'll make quite a few people happy with this one.


Intro: Having discovered the outside world again, issues inside the camp get more urgent again. Needs, fear, desperation, anger and many other emotions well up and as you cannot exactly avoid people you're having trouble with, naturally things will get heated. Tsuyoshi feels like the world is breaking down over him and Koichi takes an unexpected chance at love.






“That is so nasty, really,” Koichi commented to Machida as they walked past the couple of Tsuyoshi and Yonehana, who shared a light kiss as they apparently made their way back to their shelter.
Machida glimpsed in the according direction and sighed inwardly. Really, the couple wasn’t even in their line of view. He figured that Koichi kept trying to detect Tsuyoshi wherever he went and somehow he really didn’t like how his new best buddy made so much of an effort for someone he claimed he didn’t even like. Neither could he see the problem. A few days ago Tsuyoshi and Yonehana had changed their way of acting around each other. Apparently they had found appeal in each other. How that was bad, he absolutely couldn’t see.




“What’s the problem?” Machida asked with a shrug. “They’re together now. Should they keep it secret? I don’t think that’s even possible.”
“I’m not saying that it’s not okay for them to do that,” Koichi groaned in an annoyed voice. “But I can totally tell that Tsuyoshi is deliberately showing it off.”
“How does that concern you?” Machida sighed.
“It concerns everybody,” Koichi informed him. “I mean, with this kind of display… Well, it’s… how many guys are we altogether? Around 70?”
“So?”




“Well, I can only go by statistics,” Koichi started to analyse, “but… some of the guys would definitely be… you know, gay. I mean, they’ve always done and enjoyed that kind of thing.”
“Probably,” the younger man mused.
“Well, for people like presumably you and me, who actually like getting attention from a pretty girl better… I mean, I don’t know, maybe I have issues there, but seriously, if we’re talking about doing it with a guy – you know, because you just feel the need… would you want to do it with someone who’s actually gay? I mean, no offence, but I’d rather take someone who will share my feelings and experiences. Now with those two displaying their relationship like this, and if others follow that line, there’ll be no telling… you know, who is who. Or which is which. Whatever. It just kind of annoys me. I bet Tsuyoshi is a queer to begin with and now he…”




Koichi broke off, looking to his side, where Machida had gone very quiet, gaze grazing the floor.
“Macchin?” Koichi asked carefully.
The other tensed visibly.
“Sorry,” he mumbled out and without a warning simply dashed off.
Koichi blinked after him in surprise. Then he frowned, wondering about the strange reaction. As he recalled what he had said and tried to connect that to Machida’s sudden outburst, his eyes grew wide as a thought hit him. He bit his lip.
“Shit.”




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“Have you seen his gaze?” Tsuyoshi groaned in annoyance. “Totally dismissive. That guy is so annoying.”
Yonehana sighed deeply. “Will you ever give it a rest? I didn’t even see him. Why do you keep looking for him?”
“I’m not `looking for him´,” Tsuyoshi informed his lover. “But if a gaze like that bores into me, I feel it, I can’t help that. Such an arrogant brat, really.”
“Maybe he’s jealous?” Yonehana suggested playfully, trying to lighten the mood.
Tsuyoshi merely scoffed at that. “Not quite likely. For him, I wouldn’t be surprised if he took his precious girlfriend out to show her off, just to make a hit.”




Yonehana made a sound that was somewhere between dismissive and annoyed. “Tsuyoshi, why are you always so cold-hearted? Do you even realise how bitter you are?”
“I’m what?” Tsuyoshi asked, hands forming fists at his sides.
“You might not realise it,” Yonehana told him with a sad smile, “but the way you act and talk sometimes is so cold you make everything and everyone around you freeze.”
“Well,” Tsuyoshi sneered sarcastically, “sorry if I’m not a cheerful bunch of joy. Sorry you’re stuck with a bitter, cold-hearted bastard, such as myself.”
“That is not what I mean, Tsuyoshi,” Yonehana sighed desperately. “It just feels like… you’re deliberately… no, actually you’re making an effort to be unhappy. And to share that with the people around you. I just wonder why…? Is there anything I can do?” he tried carefully.




“I am the way I am with good reason,” Tsuyoshi answered tightly. “Again, sorry I cannot entertain you properly.”
“Tsu…”
But it was to no avail. Yonehana’s words were lost as Tsuyoshi merely turned around and left the shelter again, alone. The younger man bit his lip, but he knew it would definitely be better to leave Tsuyoshi alone. Whatever it was that had turned him that way, he couldn’t do anything about it. At least not right then.



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“Oi,” Koichi called out.
Three heads turned, said heads belonging to Uchi, Matsuzaki and that weird guy, who was really in Nakai’s group, but hung out at their place so much, Koichi felt he might as well just organise another bed for him. Koichi figured he had a thing for either of the other two. He couldn’t tell which one, though, as they always seemed to hang out in a group of three. Maybe that guy was after Uchi, but Uchi liked Matsuzaki? Or the other way round? Koichi suddenly realised that he was zoning out and shook his head. He could think about that later.
“Koichi-kun?” Uchi asked, bowing his head slightly.
“Ano…” Suddenly Koichi felt self-conscious, approaching his house-mates like that. “Ha-have you seen Macchin?” he finally asked, rubbing his arm nervously.




Uchi blinked in surprise. “Er… no,” he stated shortly.
“He hasn’t come back yet,” Matsuzaki added. “Why? Did something happen?”
“Not really,” Koichi mumbled, but averted his gaze.
Uchi grinned. “Oh, did the cute couple have a fight?”
Koichi glared at him. “What the fuck is your problem, huh?” He burst out. “What kind of idea is that?”




“Relax,” Uchi waved him off, trying to sound dismissive, but still clearly a bit shocked by the strong reaction. “I was just kidding. Machida just keeps following you everywhere and you seem to enjoy the attention too. People already call him, Machi-pon.”
Koichi made a face. “What – like a pet?”
Uchi just shrugged helplessly.
“Well, he’s not here,” the stranger tried to ease the situation by going back to the topic.
Koichi considered him for a second. “Who ever asked you?” he bit out. “Why are you even here?”




“Well… Uchi-kun kind of invited me?” the boy tried helplessly.
“Whatever,” Koichi waved him off.
“You could be friendlier, you know,” the boy said, sticking out his tongue to him.
“Tadeshi, I have no time for your non-sense right now.”
Suddenly the boy’s head turned red with anger.
“Takahashi! I’m Takahashi!” he blurted out. “Really, how often do I have to tell you? How thick can a single guy be, really?”
Koichi didn’t even look at him anymore, though.




“What happened?” Matsuzaki carefully asked again, trying to bring everybody back down.
“None of your business,” Koichi mumbled plainly. Then he suddenly turned around and dashed off, as a thought hit him suddenly.
“What the?” Matsuzaki groaned as he watched Koichi running off.
“Oh, whatever,” Uchi shrugged. “One of his moods, I suppose. Forget it. I’m pretty sure that once he’s found Machida, they’ll make up and come back together, all lovey-dovey again.”
“I mean, honestly – `Takahashi´,” Takahashi mumbled irritatedly. “It’s two fucking characters. It can’t be that hard.”
“Relax, mate,” Uchi sighed. “He doesn’t even know my full name.”



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Tsuyoshi panted as he stopped once he could be sure he could not be seen from the outside anymore. He came to this house whenever he wanted to be left alone. Nobody used it as the roof was almost all the way off and it didn’t provide any profitable items, either, so basically nobody ever went there. The perfect hide-out. As his breath slowly eased out his body relaxed visibly, knowing he would not be spotted in there. He kept standing there for a bit, just breathing, taking in his surroundings. Then he bit his lips tightly, almost making them bleed. His hands turned into fists and his body started to shake.
“Shit,” he muttered out. “Shit,” he repeated. “Shit, shit, shit, shit!!!!!!” He kept exclaiming, getting louder until he was screaming at the bare walls he was facing.




He dashed forward, advancing a small cupboard, smashing himself against it and almost making it burst into little parts. What was left of it, he still kicked until nothing was left but broken wood and glass. Next he smashed himself onto a table, making it collapse on the first try. As he got up, he turned towards the nearest wall and started hitting against it with bare fists. His knuckles started to bleed and tears of pain were stinging in his eyes, but he kept punching, as though he wanted to tear the wall down with his bare hands. Once the pain got too much for him to bear, he turned around and slip down the length of the wall onto the floor. He looked at his bloody hands, shaking his head with a sad look on his face.
“I’m so pathetic.”



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Koichi panted, trying to catch his breath. He eyed the little hut in front of him. He hadn’t been here after he had hidden in there on his very first day. It was almost ridiculous, but it was his best guess to look there, so he advanced the door and opening it slightly he really found a cowering figure on the floor. He sighed – both in relief and in despair.
“Macchin,” he said softly to catch the other’s attention.
The man on the floor jumped and swished his head around. His eyes were slightly swollen and Koichi cursed himself. He had never been good with considering his words, but he really felt that with this one he had totally fucked up.




“Can we… talk?” he asked hesitantly, slowly slipping in and closing the door.
“Can’t you spare me the embarrassment?” Machida asked, his voice sounding a bit hoarse.
“I am the one who is embarrassed,” Koichi told him, as he slowly moved closer to the other before dropping to the floor beside him. “Macchin… I’m sorry,” he said helplessly. “I don’t really know what else to say. I’m not exactly good with words. Actually, most of the time I don’t think enough about what I’m saying before I say it and then I end up saying all kinds of bullshit and…”
“You were just expressing what you felt,” Machida mumbled out sadly.
Koichi sighed. “Well…” He bit his lip. “Look, I…”




“It’s okay,” Machida told him, wiping his eyes. “The way you explained it, it’s totally understandable. If it had to be like that, you’d rather be with someone, who shares your feelings.”
“I’m really sorry, Macchin,” Koichi assured him. “I should have… put it another way.” He sighed again. “It’s that Tsuyoshi-guy. Somehow he brings out the worst in me. When I see him it’s like I can hardly control myself. He makes me do the most irrational things and it bothers me, but somehow I can’t seem to help it. There’s something about him that itches me.”




“It’s not like you could have guessed this about me,” Machida said weakly.
“So…” the older man tried carefully.
“I’m gay,” Machida sighed out.
“And… you like me?”
“Can’t you tell?” the younger asked, finally looking at Koichi and giving him a sad smile.
Koichi smiled back at him. “Macchin. I… I don’t really know what to say. I really like you a lot.”




The other winced slightly.
“Okay, not a very smart move,” Koichi commented, smiling helplessly.
At that Machida snorted a little.
“Well, maybe there’s nothing `appropriate´ you can say in such a situation,” the older man mused. “Macchin, listen. You were my first friend in here and I… love you. I’m just not… in love with you. And, I mean, you are important to me, so I really don’t want to hurt you…”
A longer silence followed in which Koichi kept shifting uncomfortably, wondering whether he should say something else. But then he heard the other’s voice very lowly again.
“Can you please keep it a secret?”




Koichi blinked. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of,” he assured his friend.
“Thank you,” Machida smiled at him. “I… it’s just that I’m afraid that quite some people might feel the way you do and… I don’t want to be… I mean, I won’t take advantage of anyone. And whoever might some time answer my call, I’ll certainly tell them, then, but…”
“I understand,” Koichi nodded. “Not to worry, your secret’s safe with me.”
“Thanks,” Machida said gratefully. “And it’s really okay. So, don’t worry about it anymore.”
“Are you sure?” Koichi asked, sounding insecure. “We’re cool?”
“Absolutely cool,” Machida confirmed with a nod.




“Okay, shall we go back, then?” Koichi suggested. “I left quite suddenly and some of our mates might be concerned. Plus, I have to kick that Takagi-kid out once and for all.”
“Takahashi,” Machida corrected him. “His name’s Takahashi.”
“Whatever,” Koichi waved him off.
“Koichi,” Machida called him softly. “Will you…” He broke off, shaking his head.
“What?” Koichi asked, blinking.
“No, please,” Machida said desperately. “Maybe it’s our surroundings. I… I’ve made enough of a fool of myself. And bothered you too. I’m just being stupid. Or worse even, desperate. Can you please pretend I didn’t speak?”




Koichi’s heart screamed as he saw the other. He could almost feel Machida’s pain. And suddenly all he could think of was that he had to make it go away.
“No,” he whispered out and before he even realised what he was doing, his lips were on Machida’s, giving soft pressure.
He could feel the other stiffen at the touch and pulled back slightly.
“Ho-how did you know?” Machida gasped, staring at him in disbelief.
“I don’t know,” Koichi smiled. “Somehow you called out to me.”




“And you heard me?” Machida whispered.
Koichi nodded, once again closing in on the other.
“And I’m answering the call,” he breathed against the other’s lips.
He could feel Machida shivering and it made him smile. All of a sudden, the idea of being with this guy held a lot of appeal. Machida absolutely adored him. He was kind and smart and fun and… right now he was pleasantly warm. Koichi tried to focus again, before these strange emotions could wash his thoughts away.




“Macchin, listen,” he whispered. “I… honestly cannot promise you anything. Right now this feels… strangely exciting,” he explained, nipping at the other’s lips suggestively. “I don’t know what it is… or if it will last… I don’t want to hurt you…”
Machida smiled at him, giving Koichi a small peck on his lips. “Koichi, even if it’s just for these few seconds… we don’t know what’s gonna happen tomorrow. If I can be happy like this just now, I want it. I want to grasp it and hold on tight, for however long I can. It doesn’t matter what tomorrow will bring. Hold me now?”




And Koichi knew that further words would be meaningless. He knew it was risky. Doing this with Machida now, he didn’t know how it would turn out. But then, the other was right. There was no knowing what the future held for them. So, living in the present was all they could do. And acting on their feelings. He didn’t want to regret doing this, but even stronger was his feeling that he didn’t want to regret not doing it.




Another second passed, before Koichi suddenly moved forward more forcefully, sealing Machida’s lips with his own. He heard the other mewl happily in approval. Shaky arms moved to embrace him hesitantly. Trying to encourage the other, Koichi slid a solid arm around Machida’s waist, pulling him closer. That seemed to do the trick as Koichi suddenly felt hands on his body, sliding and roaming randomly, if still carefully. He sighed at the pleasant feelings washing over his body. Releasing Machida’ lips, he smiled at the sight of the other’s flushed face. Then he bent forward again, moving in on the younger’s neck and softly nipping at it. A shaky breath escaped Machida’s lips and Koichi felt a hand coming to the back of his head, caressing his hair softly. That urged the older on to give the other more pleasure and so he moved one of his hands down, to rub Machida through his jeans.




The younger man gasped. “Koichi,” he moaned. “Maybe we should… stop…”
Koichi halted, looking at him. “Why?”
“If…” Machida blushed. “If you keep going like this… I don’t know what I’ll do.”
“The idea of this,” Koichi told him with a grin, “is for both of us to do whatever we want.”
“Do you really want that?” Machida asked sceptically.
“I’m holding your dick,” Koichi told him bluntly. “What do you think I’m going for? Of course, I want it. And from the feel of it, you want it too,” Koichi grinned, as he felt the other’s member growing in his hand.




“Oh god,” Machida groaned out, bucking his hips forward involuntarily.
“Wanna get the clothes out of the way?” Koichi suggested.
“Really? I… yeah.”
Koichi immediately drew back and started fumbling with his shirt. Both of them chuckled slightly, as they watched each other.
“That’s not really romantic, is it?” Machida said, shaking his head.
“Probably not,” Koichi answered dismissively. “But it’s kinda hot, watching you strip.”




Once they were both down to just their boxers, they halted for a moment, looking at each other. Koichi licked his lips nervously.
“You know, I’ve never touched a guy like that,” he said, sounding a bit timid. “I don’t know how…”
“It’s quite simple, really,” Machida told him.
He gently took one of Koichi’s hands and, pulling the other closer and half on top of him, he guided it to his chest, carefully resting soft fingers on it, making a soft stroking motion.
“Touch,” Machida whispered in Koichi’s ear.
Next the older man felt a light nip on his neck.
“Kiss.”




Koichi sighed pleasantly at the soft caresses. His hand came to life and wandered over the other’s body, exploring unknown territory and learning its texture.
“Mh, that’s nice,” Machida told him, leaning into the touch.
“Yes, it is,” Koichi agreed, leaning forward a bit more, hovering over the other and then slowly easing down to make their chests connect in light friction.
He smiled as he felt the other parting his legs, allowing him to come closer still and he accepted the invitation very willingly, moving on top of Machida and making their hips connect.




“Uhng,” Machida sighed. Then he grinned. “Well, you make it very clear, what you want.”
“We can kiss and… well, cuddle later,” Koichi told him. “Right now I’m just…”
“Horny?” the younger man asked, amused.
“Shit, yeah,” Koichi sighed out. “Do you mind?”
Machida shook his head. “Can I… just a bit?”
“Just a bit what?” Koichi asked.
“Appreciate you a little,” the other said with a smile.




The older man blinked at first, but then nodded and backed away a bit. As they re-arranged their positions, their boxers came off with little consideration to it.
“I like being appreciated,” the older man chirped.
“I know,” the other grinned, moving forward and pushing Koichi back. “Aren’t you called an attention whore?”
“Oh yeah?” Koichi mused. “Still better than Machi-pon,” he teased, grinning.
“Where did you hear that?” Machida pouted slightly.
“Forget it,” Koichi said dismissively. “What about appreciating me now?”
“Happily,” the other agreed, going back on track.



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Machida kept moving forward, forcing Koichi back down and onto his back. Once the older boy was stable on the floor, Machida crawled half on top of him, pushing at his legs. At that Koichi stiffened, blushing.
“Ano… I don’t know. That’s kinda weird,” he admitted.
“I cannot give you attention, if I can’t reach you,” Machida told him softly, giving encouraging strokes to his chest.
Koichi took a deep breath and slowly, hesitantly, moved his legs apart slightly. Machida smiled at him and moved forward inch by inch as the other made way for him. As soon as he could reach, he bent down, licking and nipping Koichi’s throat.




“Mh,” the older man sighed, stroking through Machida’s hair softly.
As the younger man made to move to his chest, Koichi frowned, though.
“My leg’s kinda cramping,” he muttered.
“Then just open up,” Machida told him, “that’ll solve the problem.”
“But it’s weird,” Koichi pouted.
Then something unexpected happened. Koichi first saw Machida’s hand moving, then felt it against his cheek, stroking softly. The most unexpected feelings cursed though him as soft patterns were drawn on his face.
“It’s not really weird,” Machida told him softly. “It’s just new. Try it, you will like it.”




Koichi’s eyes widened in wonder – and so did his legs, without him even realising it. He finally let the other slip between them fully and gasped as their hips connected, erections rubbing together. It wasn’t that he’d never been on his back during sex, but he’d never been in this kind of position – on his back, legs spread open and a hot guy between his thighs. He didn’t get to think about it too much, though, as Machida leaned forward again to give some attention to his heaving chest – hands stroking his sides and a rough tongue teasing one of his nipples. Koichi sighed in delight. It was different from what he was used to. He could feel the stronger pressure from the other’s hands, the weight of his muscled body and what had felt weird at first was turning into something new and exciting.




He squirmed slightly at the teasing touches he received, enjoying the loving caresses. Machida truly adored him, he could feel it with every careful touch to his body. A warm feeling spread through his body. As Machida leaned in a bit more to cover him fully, he gasped in surprise. But then a moan slipped past his lips, as he felt the other’s mouth attached to his neck. Light nips and sucks were given to that sensitive area and he could feel himself shivering and he wanted more.




“You really are horny, huh?” Machida crooned out huskily, his breath tickling Koichi’s ear.
The older man blinked. He wasn’t sure whether he had actually voiced his last thought, or maybe moaned at the arousing touches, or perhaps moved into the touch eagerly. Next second all those thoughts were forgotten, as he felt a warm hand reaching down between his legs.
“Very well, then,” Machida whispered suggestively. “If that is what you want?”
Koichi cursed inwardly, knitting his brows as he felt the hand hovering in a promising position, but not moving any further.




“Yes,” he breathed out, tilting his head to the side slightly.
“Yes, what?” Machida asked, a wicked grin on his face.
“Fuck, Machida,” Koichi cursed.
The other’s grin just grew broader, though, hearing his lover’s frustration.
“Hm?” he hummed against Koichi’s neck, giving the skin a short peck.
Koichi heaved a desperate sigh.
“Yes, I want it,” he finally blurted out, feeling his cheeks flush.




Somehow voicing his needs had an arousing effect on him. He licked his lips and shifted his hips forward slightly, leaving no doubt about what he wanted. Even though the other did not move, he could feel Machida shivering in excitement. He grinned. Two could play that game. If Machida wanted him like that, he’d make sure he’d get exactly what he wanted. Slinging his arms around the other’s neck, he brought Machida down for a butterfly-soft kiss. His hands stroked his lover’s hair, his neck, over his shoulders and back up. He shifted slightly, creating some sweet friction.
“Macchin,” he whined in a needy voice, “touch me…”




His heart fluttered with joy as he heard the other moan desperately and sighed in delight as a hand finally started to stroke him firmly.
“Oh god, yes,” Koichi breathed, still caressing the other’s hair softly, before moving down his back, roaming.
He lifted his head to lick at the younger man’s neck, sucking as best he could with the difficult angle.
“Shit, Koichi,” Machida cursed, pushing his head back to the floor, and glaring down at him.




Koichi winced slightly at the contact and then gasped as he felt hot lips claiming his almost brutally. He had to admit that this wasn’t exactly pleasant, but the attention that his dick got definitely was, so he decided he would complain later and for the time being kissed the other back hard. Sure enough Machida kept stroking him, making him hard. Once their kiss was broken again, teasing hands returned to his body as well, making it twist and dance to an unheard rhythm.




He enjoyed every second of it, his body moving, his voice singing with pleasure-filled moans. At a certain point he realised, though, that his back was seriously starting to hurt. He winced slightly and sure enough Machida drew back to see what’s wrong and Koichi took that opportunity to move up with him and force the younger man back. Machida looked surprised, but moved as Koichi came forward, backing away until his own back hit the floor with Koichi now sitting on top of him.




“Ow,” Machida complained, frowning, as he laid his head back.
“I know,” Koichi grinned. “I like it much better like this.”
Still Koichi cast a look around and luckily found a dusty, but rather comfortable-looking cloth. As he grabbed for it, he almost over-balanced, and Machida had to steady him by his hips.
“Woah, careful there,” the younger man gasped. “What are you doing?”
“I’m making you more comfortable,” Koichi explained.




Once he had finally gotten a hold of the cloth, he pulled it in and wadded it up a bit before placing it under Machida’s head. The other smiled thankfully at him. As Koichi looked down at his lover, many emotions ran through him. He couldn’t place all of them, but the one that had gotten most prominent next to his own need was the urge to make the other feel good. So he bent forward, hovering lightly over Machida’s body, and dipping his head down to give loving kisses to his chest. When he found a nipple he lingered there, licking the little bud and sucking on it carefully.




His head was spinning a bit. There were so many new sensations. Things he hadn’t experienced. He found himself surprised that a flat chest could feel so soft, then he wondered when he had pondered about that ever before, as he must have, since being surprised meant he’d had a certain idea about things. But all the more he felt excited doing all of that, learning all these new things and most of all watching and feeling the younger man now lying under him, squirming and sighing in pleasure. He smiled as he kept sliding further down, easing his hands over a nice pack of abdominal muscles and feeling how they twitched at the attention.




As he looked down, he could see that Machida was fully erect, cock twitching, as if asking for attention. He licked his lips nervously, but then moved his hand down with intent and closed it around the other’s flesh. The moan from Machida’s lips didn’t even really register in his mind as he tried to assess the new feeling. It felt softer to the touch than he had expected. He thought his own cock didn’t feel so smooth. But then, he’d never given it much though either. As it was, he started to stroke the other carefully.




“Is this okay?” Koichi asked warily.
“More than just okay,” Machida assured him. “Can you… can you do it a bit faster?”
The older man complied readily, speeding up the motions of his hand and he could hear yet another moan escaping the other. Koichi slid further down, taking a look at what he was doing. He wanted to know what happened, how Machida reacted to his ministrations. The sight was all but mesmerising. Then, totally out of the blue, he leaned forward and gave a shy lick to the head, while still stroking the shaft.
“Oh my god, Koichi, what are you doing?” Machida asked, sounding almost pained.




“That’s what I should be asking you,” Koichi mumbled absentmindedly, as he kept nipping at the other’s cock. “What are you doing to me? How do you make me do all of this?”
“I’m not doing anything,” Machida pressed out.
“I know,” Koichi chuckled. “Must be something about you…”
His tongue was drawing lazy patterns on the other’s cock, his hand having moved down to massage his balls. It seemed alright and so with no further ado, he let the head slip into his mouth fully and sucked experimentally.
“Mou, Koichi… more!”




Machida bucked involuntarily, making him gag a bit, but he did not release the other fully, just drew back to a comfortable position again. He sucked a bit harder, seeing if that worked as he expected and was rewarded with yet another drawn-out moan. Sucking was a bit awkward and it tasted weird, but not bad exactly, so he kept going for a bit, making the other squirm and ask for more. After some time he drew back, panting slightly.




“Koichi, come here,” Machida urged, grabbing him flimsily and pulling him up to face him. Their eyes met and Koichi was astonished to see the look on the other’s face. For starters said face was flushed, eyes half-lidded and in those eyes Koichi could see need and lust and passion and it drove him mad. He wanted to swallow that man whole and the closest thing he could think of was to kiss him fully again. Feeling Machida comply happily, he brought their bodies together again. This time the younger man bucked against his hips, the friction making both of them moan.




As they sadly had no lube for aid they had to rely on pre-come for slicking things up. Koichi wondered why there was always a bottle of massage oil, or a can of Vaseline miraculously standing around randomly in every porn he’d ever seen, when such things never happened in real life. Well, pre-come did the job for now. He was really hot, so they didn’t lack the much-needed substance.
“Good,” he mumbled, starting to move down against the other.




Koichi sighed as he felt hands on his small, moving in circles. The fingers traced him teasingly, moving down, down… And then he gasped in surprise as he felt his ass cheeks being parted and a finger teasing over his hole, rubbing lightly. He didn’t really know what to make of that feeling. Mainly he felt pressure. It wasn’t bad, the massaging felt nice. Biting his lip he wondered whether the other actually wanted to fuck him.
“I won’t do anything you don’t want,” Machida panted out.
Koichi considered him for a moment. “Are you in my head somehow? Or do I voice without noticing?”




The younger man chuckled at that. “I remember… what it’s like when you feel that for the first time. You feel… nervous. If you’re not sure…”
“Just tell me, what’s to actually like about that?” Koichi asked sceptically.
“Well, if you’re lucky, you’re one of those who’ll have the most incredible orgasm when they have their prostate stimulated,” Machida explained.
Koichi considered that for a while. “How is it different from coming when fucking someone?”
“I can’t really explain it,” Machida told him. “It’s just an entirely different thing. It feels… you have to see for yourself.”




“And the only way to learn is trying?” Koichi guessed, receiving a nod for an answer.
“Does it even work with just pre-come?” the older man wondered.
“If it’s just a finger, that should be fine.”
“Okay, then, try it,” Koichi decided.
“Alright,” Machida complied immediately, going right at it, before the other could change his mind again. “Touch yourself,” he suggested, as he worked his finger over Koichi’s hole with more pressure again.




Carefully he inserted the digit, wiggling it just a bit to get the muscle to loosen up. Once he felt he could move a bit better, he pulled back out and covered his finger again with saliva and pre-come, smearing some on Koichi’s hole, then covering his finger again. Koichi moaned as he felt the other’s finger slipping in again. It felt totally hot. His own hand, which had been working his dick, grabbed for the other man’s length as well and started rubbing them together. He could feel the other probing him thoroughly, apparently looking for something. Machida pushed all the way in, as if trying to pierce into his stomach. And then he hit it.




“Ah, that was…” Koichi gasped, knitting his brows together, trying to name the new sensation.
Machida pushed again and a soft wave of pleasure washed over Koichi’s body.
The younger man sighed. “It’s way in there,” he sighed. “I can’t reach it well.”
Koichi bit his lip. His body was hot and he had a finger in him and it all just drove him mad with desire.
“Fuck me, then,” he suddenly blurted out.
“Really?” Machida asked, surprised.




“Yes, really,” Koichi sighed. “And just in case you want me to ask for it again... Macchin, please, I want to feel that. Please, give it to me, I want it so bad.”
His voice had been quite indifferent, but he kept moving his hips against the other urgently and so Machida felt too over-whelmed for further teasing. Pushing in another finger involuntarily, he started to stretch the other carefully. Koichi bit his lip, tensing a bit.
“It’s just a bit,” the other assured him. “You’ll loosen up.”
And really, just moments later Koichi was already moaning again, forehead falling onto his lover’s chest. A third finger and more saliva were added. At some point Koichi groaned in frustration.
“Just do it already,” he sighed.




“It’s gonna hurt,” Machida warned him.
“Just go easy on me,” Koichi told him.
As he’d had enough, he simply pushed up onto his knees and placed the other’s cock on his hole. Giving a few lazy strokes to slick it with as much pre-come as possible, he moved it, trying to slip the head inside. At first he felt nothing, then he suddenly gasped out at the burning pain he felt.
“I told you,” Macchin smiled apologetically. He had his eyes tightly shut, as if trying to keep himself from moving.




Koichi took a deep breath, trying to relax as much as he could. Fortunately the burning faded soon and so he carefully tried to wiggle his hips a bit. It still felt weird, as though he couldn’t really move. Machida’s dick seemed stuck inside of him. He gritted his teeth as he slid further down, taking more of the other in. As he looked down, he could see the younger man with a similar expression.
“You okay?” he asked, sounding breathless.
“I… it’s tight,” Machida panted out.
“Er… sorry?” Koichi tried, a bit helpless.




At that the other actually had to laugh lightly. And even though his shaking rocked them a little, it also seemed to have loosened something between them. Koichi sighed as he felt the movement between them becoming easier. He shifted his hips, pushing up again, and as he tried easing back down he found that it worked with hardly any resistance anymore. They were both still careful, but with three more tries, Koichi could rest in a somewhat comfortable position on top of Machida. He smiled down at his lover as he felt soft hands caressing his hips.




“This might be too much, you know,” Machida told him. “If you want to hit it, I’ll have to pull out a bit.”
Koichi, however, shook his head.
“Later,” he said softly. “Let’s do it like this for a while.”
The younger man nodded back at him and so they kept moving like this, slowly, in single strokes.
“Oh god, Koichi,” Machida sighed. “I… I love this, really, but…” An apologetic smile came to his face. “I’m going mad. Please, I want to come.”
The older man grinned down at him. “Seems like I’m in charge again?”




He shifted a bit forward, resulting in Machida’s cock slipping out a bit again. Koichi then tried to re-adjust himself. He moved and wiggled, wanting to hit that special spot that Machida had talked about before. Even though he had felt something before, he wondered whether he would really come from feeling that. Taking some time to smile thankfully at the other who had gone completely still to let him adjust everything as he liked it, he bent backwards a bit, hoping that would help him with the angle. And it did. He gasped as he felt his prostate being hit.
“Okay,” he gasped, “that’s different.”
“See?” Machida grinned. “Told you.”




Koichi moved back even more, bending and bringing his arms back behind his hips so he could brace himself with his hands on the floor and keep his angle. As he then tried to buck forward again, he moaned as the rubbing on his sweet spot increased.
“Oh god,” he called out, wanting, needing more.
And without thinking about it, he started to smack his hips wildly back against the other. The muscles in his thighs grew tense with the intense work, but he couldn’t stop himself. The feeling he had was indescribable. There was a sweet, dull pressure building inside of him and every time he hit that spot, a shiver would course through his body and make it shudder.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah,” Koichi panted. “Oh my god, ah, yeah.”




One of his hands moved away from the floor and gripped into his hair tightly, as he rode the other wildly. He could hear Machida gasping breathlessly – was that his name he’d just heard? He wasn’t sure and he so didn’t care. All he could think about was the pleasure he felt and how he needed just a touch more. He could feel it coming, he could lick at the very tip of his orgasm.
“Oh god, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come, come…”




An almost pained whine escaped him as his hand moved to his dick to jerk it off, before his body started tensing completely and then releasing in forceful twitching motions. A drawn-out moan escaped his lips as his entire body shook with the force of his release. His cock twitched and spurted quite a few times. As the biggest wave left him, he sank back a little, relaxing. His head lolled forward and he sighed in satisfaction.
“Fuck,” he mumbled, still stroking himself lazily.




After another moment of recovery, he checked on Machida on the floor. The other man had a rather pained expression on his face.
“Something wrong?” Koichi asked, sounding a bit concerned, but also self-conscious. He had just dashed off, taking his pleasure, not really thinking about what the other did or felt.
“I…” Machida tried, licking dry lips. “It’s okay,” he tried to reassure the other. “Must have been intense.”
“S-sorry,” Koichi stuttered, blushing a bit.
“It’s okay,” Machida said and this time his voice held a soft tone.




The older man smiled at him. “That was incredible. I… I don’t know, I’ve never experienced something like this.”
“Was it good?”
“Beyond good,” Koichi said happily.
“Koichi,” Machida addressed him again. “Listen, it’s okay if you don’t want to... well, continue like this, but please, I want to come.”




The older man blushed furiously again. “Oh my god, sorry. What – of course, please, go on.”
“Is it okay?”
“I cannot describe how I feel right now. So go on and fuck me already until you come.”
“Can I… be on top?” Machida asked carefully.
Koichi mused that he might have been wary because he’d made a bit of a fuss about letting the other on top of him before.
“Any way you like it,” he offered, already leaning backwards.




Machida moved with him and, balancing his own body on his arms until Koichi was fully rested on his back again, he slowly slid down on top of his lover again.
“Mh, that feels wonderful,” Machida hummed against his chest.
Koichi smiled and stroked his hair. “Come on, then.”
Slowly, almost as carefully as the first few tries, Machida started to move in him again. The feeling was different. The pressure was still there, but it made him feel a bit uncomfortable, giving pressure against his bladder and making him feel like should go to the toilet. It wasn’t really bad, though, and watching the other moving on top of him was quite a sight. Machida panted heavily as he sped up his movements, thrusting more forcefully.




“Koichi,” he moaned out.
As the younger man had his eyes tightly shut, Koichi reached up to stroke over his chest, letting him know that he could hear him and that he was happy he could make him feel good.
“Mou,” Machida sighed, angling himself, so he could thrust deeper again.




Koichi yelped a bit in surprise, but let the other proceed. When he felt Machida nearing his orgasm he had to grit his teeth a bit. Their lubrication hadn’t been too good to begin with and they’d gone for a while already and he was really starting to feel sore. With Machida pushing into him hard and fast, he felt a bit roughed up. But then the other gasped and with an involuntary buck into Koichi he hit his orgasm. The older man was pretty happy that the other rode the feeling out while keeping rather still, just twitching a little. Once he felt Machida relaxing against him, he sighed a bit in relief.




“Sorry,” the younger man mumbled. „Did I hurt you?”
“Nothing that would kill me,” Koichi answered.
As Machida smiled at him and leaned forward to kiss him again, he winced slightly.
“But maybe you can still pull out?” Koichi asked apologetically.
“Sure,” the other answered immediately, pulling back carefully. He bit his lip as he saw that Koichi was quite red and swollen. “Shit, I think that’s gonna hurt.”




Koichi sighed a bit. “Well, then you’ll have to go out in my stead the next time.”
“I will,” the other assured him.
“Mah, no need,” Koichi waved him off. “We’ll just wait until it gets better. I wonder whether I can get over my pride and ask Uchi-kun for treatment,” he said with a slight grin.
At that both of them chuckled as Machida moved closer to him again and the snuggled up to share few post-sex caresses and kisses.



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“Found your pet, have you?” Tsuyoshi called out, a slight sneer on his face as he saw Koichi and Machida moving up together. “You should tell your people where you dash off to, you know. If you don’t they keep bothering me with stuff I do not and do not want to know.”
“Seriously,” Koichi sighed, rolling his eyes. “What’s with that stick up your ass?” Then he smirked wickedly. “Or is it that you don’t have one? Is that your problem? Yonehana-kun doesn’t put out?”




For a second Tsuyoshi just stared at him. Then, without a warning, he brought his fist up and had it connect violently with Koichi’s right cheek. A few passers-by gasped, or shrieked. Machida was just standing there, petrified. Koichi stumbled back and down onto the floor. Once he recovered a bit, he stared up at the other in shock.
“What the hell did you do that for?” Machida suddenly burst out, grabbing Tsuyoshi by the collar. “You were the one talking bullshit and then you burst over a little teasing?”




Tsuyoshi glared at him for a moment, then freed himself forcefully. Once he was standing securely again, he took a look around. Machida glared daggers at him, Koichi, still sitting on the floor, could still do nothing but stare, and some of the guys who were around were closing in on them, as if ready to cut in, should the situation escalate any further. He shook his head wildly. His eyes darted back to Koichi, who held his cheek, probing carefully for damage. Tsuyoshi made a face, suddenly feeling sick.
“I…” he mumbled, but then broke off and simply dashed off and out of sight.




Machida stared after him, for a second thinking whether he should follow him and pay him back in kind, but then he figured that staying with Koichi was definitely the better option. He helped his new-found lover back up onto his feet.
“Are you okay?” he asked, seriously concerned.
“Mh,” Koichi nodded weakly. “My head’s spinning a bit.”
“Let’s get you home,” Machida said, holding Koichi and supporting him a bit. “Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with that guy?” Machida spat out.
“Yeah, what…?” Koichi mumbled.

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Yay, done! \^o^/ Well, what can I say? Koichi and Machida totally cut into my plans. I ahd wanted to write a lot more about Tsuyoshi and his feelings and issues and I wanted to bring in a new character and none of that heppened jsut yet. Well, a bit of Tsuyoshi's character was brought in, at least. ^^ And then this thing with Koichi and Macchin. That totally surprised me. I mean, I had already finished the "turning down" scene and then... I don't know, Macchin's feelings were so strong in my head and then somehow this happened. Now that it's done, I'm happy with it. At first I really didn't want to pair them up, because Koichi is ultimately supposed to get together with Tsuyoshi and I didn't want to hurt him. Well, now it happened like this, but please, not to worry, I'll definitely deal no harm to sweet Macchin. Never. ^^ Anyways, I hope you liked. I had fun writing this. My secret hero of this one is Takahashi! <33333 I think he'll be in more chapters. ^^ Next up, there will be more character interaction. Please, look forward to it. ^^

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