Author: LadyNorthstar
Title: Taste of Salt
Fandom: No Uta Oniisan
Pairing: Mamoru Saito / Yano Kenta
Rainting: NC-17 Warning
: no: D
Note: Yes, after only two episodes I already write FICT xD and, for the record, Akane is the name of the former Kent, because I think no one cares to remember and thus no memories!
Kenta all'inizio non ci aveva fatto eccessivamente caso, era troppo preso a tentare di cavarsi fuori da quella situazione nella quale non avrebbe mai voluto stare.
Se n'era reso conto solo quando Saito l'aveva invitato ad andare a bere qualcosa insieme... e gli era stato sbattuto palesemente in faccia.
Mamoru era incredibilmente rigido e imbarazzato, decisamente diverso dal rumoroso e sempre hyper ragazzo con quale lavorava ogni giorno... e non sapeva spiegarsi il perché.
Dopo il secondo boccale di birra aveva iniziato a tornare al solito stato di quasi molesta allegria e carica, un po' offuscata by alcohol, and when Yano had risen with the intention of the bill and go, Saito had forced the boy to pay him, and had strongly urged him back for at least a little way.
- I'm coming with you! -
- I'm not a child! So go home alone! -
- No, you're drunk, you need me! -
- You're the one drunk idiot -
- No no no! -
- Whaaaaaa, mendokuse! -
was not successful in scollarselo any way off, and had been followed up to a couple of blocks from home.
- Ok, there is a metro station, and take it back to your house .-
Mamoru did not seem very happy with the proposal.
- Cattivoooo! I want to accompany up to the house Kenta-kun! -
- No, you do not want! -
He had to depart briskly, taking advantage of his greater self-control, but Saito had grabbed his arm and if he was attracted to itself ;, trapping them in an embrace definitely too tight.
- What the fuck are you doing?! Leave me alone! -
He had tried to leave. He failed miserably.
- Mamoru! Ouch! -
He had burst out against, looking irritated, but any subsequent oath had been killed by a whisper quite unexpected.
- I like ...-
Kenta was flabbergasted, staring at the blank over the shoulder of the other guy (the little that could be seen on the difference in height). So he mumbled, embarrassed and confused.
- Shut up and let me make an idiot! -
- I like Kenta-kun! -
He had almost shouted. Yano was praying so much that none of the neighbors had heard ... or pretend that they did not.
-... not to say stupid things ...-
had stopped fighting, and was looking at the corner of my eye. Mamoru smiled and held him close, looking happy stupid, like someone who has taken a lot of weight very cumbersome soul.
- No bullshit, Kenta-kun ...-
A moment later he found Kenta Saito's lips pressed against his. He was very surprised that the feeling given from the lips of a boy was identical to that which had given him her lips Akane.
had not even realized what was going on already that their lips were opened to the language of Mamoru. He knew vaguely of beer and salt from the chips.
was different ways to kiss, that is, but not unpleasant ... stronger, more intrusive, but even sweeter ... Akane's mouth pretty much just used it to bite, he did not remember ever having exchanged a kiss like that with her.
Part of his mind was remembering that it was in the street 200 meters from home to making out with someone I barely knew ... someone with a male, plus.
The rest of her mind was totally thrown headlong into this unexpected situation: he wanted to. Not only that, he needed it.
because at that moment, when the whole world seemed to resent him and turned away, he needed to be told by someone that person for any one but he was not someone special. At that moment the feeling of Mamoru was the best thing that could suck ... did not care that he never interested in guys, do not care if the guy at the time was absolutely indifferent: he wanted to savor a little '.
But in the end the rational part of his mind had taken over, and had distanced himself from Saito, taking a step backwards.
- OK, enough ...-
- Lips Kenta-kun ... know pretzels! - Mamoru
giggle like a little girl who speaks to the gloating Compagnucci class you like. Yano was very difficult to know what to think of him at that time.
- Okay, okay ... Listen, I'm calling a taxi, ok? -
- Whaaaa, Kenta-kun is so nice! -
She had found him again appolipato. Vaguely panicked had typed quickly on the phone number of taxi companies and had called for a diligent arrival.
When the driver arrived, Kenta had won his battle against Saito, who was sitting on the floor staring at him with happy and contemplative air, hanging from his jeans like a monkey. He had loaded
on the vehicle, checked the home address from his ID card and handed over to appropriate a sum Tassinari what he thought was the treatment to go. So it was finally returned home.
not had much sleep, however, was left to brood for hours and hours ... the taste that would not go out of his mouth, feeling the warm embrace, the loving gaze with which Mamoru looked at him.
The next day at work, had no idea what to do ... and it was also impossible to avoid it! When
Saito had come to meet with his usual smile and waving his hand in the air, almost did not believe it ... how could behave as normal?
- Good morning Yano-kun! -
- Ah ... hello ...-
stared at him cautiously. Mamoru essersene was realized, and made himself near frowning.
- What's up? -
- Eh?
...- Nothing - not that I did something weird last night, right? -
A bolt from the blue: he did not remember what he had done? He was so drunk?
- N-no, no ...-
was not very good at lying, but Saito was not very good at reading the nuances, and lie seemed to have had effect.
- Oh, great! -
Mamoru was going to change, when Kent was seized with a sudden spasm, acting absolutely pouring.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- If you're free one of these nights we go out drinking again, ok? -
He tried to sound a bit 'arrogant to mask the embarrassment. Saito smiled, beaming, and he nodded.
- With pleasure! -
And so they went out again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
All times ended up kissing, infrattato in some corner, or on the sofas of Karaoke, Kenta and every time he denied that anything happened, Saito when asked if he had done nothing wrong during the exit.
did not want to ruin that moment, he wanted to continue, still wanted to kiss him, and told how important it was for him ... had felt so good. He felt
a bit 'guilty, at times, but after all he was sure that was what Mamoru felt really stood only allows to realize his wish after all ... was something so bad?
The last time they went out, had gone into a room close to the studies of the network, with a couple of interns and the hairdresser, and all the crowd had made it difficult to interact as usual with Kenta Saito ... but in the end the others had gone, and they were left alone.
- accompanied me to the station, Mamoru? -
Kenta asked him, hugging him, had just left the room, taking advantage of that date forward, the road sounded like a ghost town. Mamoru
not had now returned, and the embrace had seemed less determined.
He raised his face to look into his eyes, and had made.
was not drunk.
It was not for nothing.
It was portrayed in a panic, the only thing I could conceive of to do was run away. But Saito was not going to let him.
- Do not run away, Kenta-kun ...-
I was again taking a pulse, and gazed at him with eyes perfectly calm, conciliatory words, almost sweet. Kenta was expected that would be angry with him to know that he was teased, but no. He was sure that would be caught yet another lecture, yet another volley of glances of disapproval ... he was sure he would return to home alone and would spend the night staring at the ceiling looking for someone to blame its woes. But it was not.
Saito had the rash on my lips again, as before, but this time with more knowledge.
Kenta was reluctant to return the kiss, he was afraid ... Currently it would have been without consequences, simple and comfortable, but now he must be responsible, now they were really in the game ... did not want to deal with it.
Mamoru had pressed against the wall, shaking his arms around her waist.
Kenta had hesitated to reciprocate that embrace, but in the end his hands behind his back had met fellow. And his tongue was tentatively extended to almost that of Saito.
But when the boy's hands had begun to fall, had already broken the hesitant kiss, and when it was found on the buttocks if he was jumped.
- Ohi, Mamoru! -
The boy laughed, and gave him a full palpated to sit, making him jump again.
- Shut up, you idiot! -
- Kenta-kun ...-
- Hands ...-
- Kenta-kun ... I want to have sex with you .-
Yano had fixed the air even more bewildered when he received his declaration of love for the first time.
Sex ... had never thought about sex.
- N-do not want, Kenta-kun? -
expression worried he had painted on the face of Mamoru, making it much more "him" ... Yano and had made even more confusing.
Kissing was one thing, sex was another ... basically he did not feel attracted by Saita, it was just a ... a way to console themselves. But the more he tried to think of it, most seemed to feel a false note in what had always repeated to justify all those kisses.
Maybe, maybe him too ...
- di Non .. I do not know ...-
Mamoru had caressed her lips, with an embarrassed smile.
- I promise I will not do anything that you do not want me to do ...-
insurance was sufficient to worm-eaten half of his brain that had dragged in the midst of this crazy situation.
- Go ... okay ...-
Kenta had avoided looking in his eyes as he answered, still did not know well because she was not consenting to the request absurd. Mamoru's hand was tight around her and found himself dragged along the pavement without even realizing it.
- D-...?- where
- We go to a Love Hotel, right? Mica can be done in the middle of the road! -
Saita's tone was decidedly cheerful. Most annoying.
He was talking about sex between men, he had always been firmly heterosexual, and that stupid bursting with joy from every pore.
- Do not be so happy -
- Ah? Why not? -
Kenta's response was a sort of grunt. They had reached the Love Hotel (Yano and they had begun to suspect that the other had planned the evening before) and found himself in front of a room colors so garish as to be embarrassing.
- I seem to still be on the set ...-
- There was just this free ...-
- If you now open your closet and check the Prince of Panties I'm leaving, right? -
Prince had not yet begun, however, and few minutes later they were both lying on the bed, intent on kissing while their hands explored a bit 'hesitant one another's bodies, both still undecided on how to proceed, and still reluctant to get rid of the clothes.
- Kenta-kun ...-
- Yes, Mamoru? -
- Can I take your shirt ...?-
He let out a chuckle: it was surreal that he be asked for permission for such a thing.
- You can take off anything you want ... and take off, even ...-
Saito smiled. The tension had eased slightly.
Mamoru had shed his shirt, then was passed to remove the t-shirt Kenta, kissing the skin of his chest as they find out, by another shiver.
had remained a few moments to settle, both shirtless, Yano then took the initiative and had unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants, lowering them just enough to show a good portion of their underwear.
- Kenta-kun, you're really tanned ...-
- Tsk, you have a problem with this? -
- No, no, indeed ...-
Mamoru had put two fingers through the belt loops of Kent had marched pants at all, raising protests heard.
- Hey, stripped of it! It 'embarrassing! -
- Under the orders! -
the end they had only underwear wearing more for some sort of remnant of decency.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- We have a problem ...-
- Problem? -
Kenta had achieved only one thing at that moment, seeing the bulge in his boxer colleague.
- That portion of the the woman who ...?-
Saito's reaction had been almost comical: Kenta was not only not thinking about it until then.
- I do not know ... I want ...?-
- No, that is ...-
In fact, Kent was curious: Akane she used occasionally to stretch their fingers in areas normally off-limits, and it had never sorry. Try, he wanted to try.
- Want ... do you? -
- not that I want but ... I do it is fine with me ...-
Mamoru nodded and stood up from his bed, in the hunt for oil in the cabinet beside the bed. He had pulled the mattress of five different types, as well as a handful of condoms.
- What should make us all with this stuff? -
- Choose what you like more ...-
- And what do I know! -
Kenta was nervous. He took the first bottle that he had had on hand and had launched Saito, to pass.
- This? -
- It 's the same, do not even know what to change from one to another! - Yano
He blurted out, regretting much that he offered to take the step.
Mamoru had again next door, and kissed him on the neck with one hand while teasing a nipple. Normally would have really liked it, but at the moment was too tense to enjoy it.
- Mamoru, skip the pleasantries, ok? N-no ... is already odd, no mood to stay there years before ...-
Saito had a moment scattered set, then nodded and fixed the pants.
- So I can ...?-
- Of course you can, hurry up, you idiot! - Kenta
fall had left lying on the bed, and Mamoru had pulled her panties. He was not happy as he, but also Yano was surely not immune to electricity of the moment.
He squeezed a bit 'of lubricant on his fingers, then he alluded to Kenta to roll on his stomach, and having poured some more' of viscous liquid between his buttocks, had slowly penetrated with a finger.
- Tell me if it hurts, ok? -
- Yeah .. ok ... for now ... okay for now ...-
was a feeling that he felt from a bit ', and the first impact was still pretty unpleasant. But, as he still remembered well after the first few seconds of shock was all the way down.
Mamoru had felt brave enough to venture a second finger when he first heard the moans come from satisfied Kenta. It was going slowly, he seemed afraid ... probably do not want to risk in any way to scare Yano, or hurt him.
Kenta, meanwhile, had recorded a huge substantive difference between the way to do that Mamoru and Akane, who was summed up in: knowledge of the subject. Saito's fingers were never removed from his prostate and continued to rub, tickle, causing him ecstatic sobs. Mamoru was
went on for nearly ten minutes, until Kenta was not relaxed enough not to jump when you withdraw the two fingers and put back together, and barely mumbling the arrival of the third finger.
- Ok ... in that position? -
Kenta had set.
- Why, I have options? -
- Well, yes ... a bit 'too ...-
- not just from behind? -
- ... no ...-
Yano had made out a sigh of relief, while Mamoru stared at him incredulously.
- Ok, so from behind no, I do not want ... how to do it from the front? -
Saito had to take a long cushion and had passed to Kenta.
- Appoggiaci the head and the beginning of the shoulders, so you're more comfortable ...-
- Ok ...-
Kenta aveda diligently obeyed the instructions given to him, while Saito just chuckled, noting the total lack of knowledge of the subject by my colleague.
- And now? -
- The legs' em "... Kenta is so ...-
had opened her legs, and stared at him a bit 'worried. He did not know exactly what to expect.
- Ok ... now you are relaxed ... okay? -
While he spoke he had worn a condom, then gave the bottom half of the contents of the vial of oil, dividing it between his penis and the space between the buttocks of Kent.
- There is too much? -
- Better too much than too little, right? -
- ... true .-
Mamoru was placed between the legs of Yano, pressing the tip of his erection against the entrance of the boy. It was not even entered an inch the other had stiffened, closing like a mussel.
- What? -
- It 's too big ...-
Kenta's eyes there was a note of hysterical panic that must have had a strange effect on Saito, because it seemed to soften.
It was lengthened to kiss him, stroking his neck, so he whispered.
- It seems only just entered will be all right, you'll ...-
- No, Mamoru, is big, is ... will as six fingers! -
- Do not be silly, just because you're nervous and tense ...-
He had kissed it again, to caress him. He had heard that his tense muscles are relaxed very slowly.
- Ok ... ok, try again ...-
Kenta was stretched well, breathing deeply, trying to relax as he could.
But despite this, when Mamoru had penetrated had not been able to avoid screaming.
- E'grossoègrossoègrossoègrossoègrossoooo! -
She exclaimed in a single gulp, clawing the sheets.
- Well, thanks ...-
- No a good thing, you idiot! -
Mamoru looked at him smiling. This was done immediately Kenta feel pretty stupid for all their whining ... especially aware that his body was already a little 'getting used to.
- How? It hurts so much Kenta-kun? -
- not so much ...-
He admitted, embarrassed.
- See? -
- Yes, but must plan, eh? -
- I know, quiet ...-
Saito had stretched back to the lips of Kent, to kiss him, this time without sliding out from within him. And while their tongues tickled each other half way between his lips, he began to push.
Kenta's first reaction was to embrace close companion, leaning to him, the second was to scream a series of "hurts" chain, which had dissolved into thin air even after thirty seconds.
Mamoru had a satisfied smile painted on his face as he felt the first real moaning coming from the colleague.
- it still hurts Kenta-kun? -
- No, no ... Mamoru still continues ...-
- Preview -
- Yes! Yes, damn ... cazzoliancorapiùfortecontinuatiprego! -
The words came in torrents from the lips of Yano, the prayers and praise, and Mamoru was happy to oblige in everything. Every so often silenced him with their lips, sometimes calling him to reality by saying his name.
After less than ten minutes, the combined action of its forces and the hand with which he got smothered with a definite touch the erection of Kent, had brought the boy to orgasm.
Yano was certain he had never felt so happy in coming to his life.
Mamoru had marched from within him slowly, kissing him as she did. Then he sat cross-legged, pulling the condom and started to masturbate, his eyes fixed on the figure of Kenta panting. It was difficult for Yano
not to notice.
- Wait for you ... help me ...-
He had got up to sit with some difficulty and had sgattato Mamoru up, his head resting on his shoulder, a hand that was quickly replaced with that of Saito.
There was wanted a lot because the other guy was.
They had found each other's arms, in silence, listening to the mutual breath for a while '.
The first one he had found courage to speak had been Yano.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- It was the first time I had sex with a guy ...-
- Well, yes, you guessed ...-
Saito had caught a pinch to this comment .
- ...- However
- Yes? -
- It 's been very rewarding ...-
- rewarding? -
Mamoru had found her a room choice of words, because staring at him with confused eyes.
- That ... I liked it. So .-
Kenta had settled her head against his shoulder Saita, rilassandovisi.
- Ti ... you like to make something ... I do not know ... regular? -
Yano had failed to respond immediately ... There was a lot of things at stake: Mamoru was not sure he liked it seriously, he could not overcome being left by Akane was not able to give meaning to his life. But, it was concluded that there would be no harm to continue ... could concederselo.
- Yeah .. I will be ...-
Mamoru launched a urletto worthy of a twelve year old in front of his favorite idol, who made me smile Yano.
is, after all he liked. And maybe you could start to like even in the same way He liked to Mamoru.
After all, in life you never know.
I hope you enjoyed; D
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