Lemonade:

Anyone seeing a small car parked by the side of the road rocking back and forth gently and the windows fogged up, would have thought that they were probably seeing things. But on this rainy night, the few cars that did pass the car, were either too busy trying to get to their destinations or couldn’t be bothered. Either way, the situation was just fine for the two boys within the heated confines, for they were about to engage in a little battle of wills.

Touya maneuvered his way over to Shindo’s side of the car, wincing slightly as his knee bumped against the dashboard again. After many twists and turns, he finally managed to make himself comfortable on Shindo’s lap and pouted softly at the stifled giggle from the blonde.

“What’s so funny?” He asked even as his hands had begun to slip below the hem of the sports jersey, gently pushing the cloth up to reveal the washboard torso. Shindo willingly raised his arms to allow Touya to take the shirt off completely. It was tossed towards the backseat, quickly joining the sweater thrown there earlier.

Shindo groaned as their bare chests rubbed together and he thrust into Akira’s hips, sucking in a harsh breath as the now-hardened cock nudged his own clothed one. “No...nothing.” He gasped out weakly. “Just….aaaaaaaah….Touya…”

Akira’s lips were doing a slow tango on his quivering flesh as the talented tongue licked its way down the arched neck, down to his collarbone and shoulder blades. Shindo cried out softly as he felt Akira’s teeth graze the sensitive area and he cursed inwardly as the longhaired boy deliberately ignored his silent urges to get his pants off him.

“To…Toouyaa….” Came the breathless plea. He bucked up sharply again as Akira’s lips captured a nipple and tugged lightly on it. Sucking the hard nubs like a new born babe, Hikaru could only thrash and sink his hands into the silky locks, his eyes squeezed shut as the exquisite torture continued. He could already feel his cock tighten with its impending orgasm and he silently berated himself for having this weakness for the other boy. “Aaah….ple…please…just…just….I don’t want to cum yet…”

He found the willpower to push Akira’s head away gently and he was greeted with a wicked smirk that sent his face flooding with even more color.

“Hmph…I told you, you wouldn’t last.” Akira snickered as he brushed a teasing hand across the bulge in Shindo’s pants. “If I hadn’t stopped…”

“Yeah, yeah, that would have happened again.” Shindo replied with a snort as the memory of the last time Akira had taken him filled his mind. The pleasure and his orgasm had been so intense that he had lost consciousness for a few minutes. He had reawakened to find a panicked Akira, who had, fervently, sworn never to be on top again. But after Shindo had reassured him that it was okay (and reluctantly admitted the real reason for the blackout), Akira had used the incident as a new way to tease him to death.

With a low growl, he slipped his hands into Akira’s pants and began to tug it down restlessly. “Lift your hips up already.”

“Angry much?” Akira grinned as he did as he was told. He loved to see Hikaru flushed and flustered over their lovemaking and as he began to nuzzle and lick the skin of the strong neck, he let his fingers continue teasing the sensitive nipples. He lifted himself a bit higher off Shindo’s lap allowing the khaki pants he wore to slide off his hips.

“Not all the way down, Shindo.” He muttered huskily. “I don’t want to have to scramble for my clothes when…fuck!”

Shindo smirked and squeezed the swollen sacs again, reveling in the look of pained pleasure on his lover’s features. “You talk too much, Touya. This should keep you quiet for a while.” He lifted two fingers to Akira’s lips and smiled as they disappeared into the hot mouth. He watched the other boy close his eyes and suck on them as if he were doing it to his neglected and quite painful arousal. His other hand was still wrapped tightly around Akira’s balls and leaning forward to kiss along the sweaty flesh of his lover’s chest, he reached for the throbbing length. With deliberate strokes, he brought the flesh to life, his thumb and forefinger caressing the cum-slicked tip. He could feel Akira’s low rumble of pleasure from deep within his throat and Hikaru replied with one of his own.

“Ouch! Touya!!” He pulled out his saliva-coated fingers to glare at his flushed lover with a small scowl. “You didn’t have to bite me that hard!”

“Sorry.” Not that he looked apologetic in the slightest. Akira began to rotate his hips, grinding their groins together as his moans gradually intensified with each movement. Hikaru was at bursting point. If he didn’t take Akira now, he was going to lose this fight for sure and knowing that the longhaired boy was doing this on purpose only did more to make him determined not to give in.

He grit his teeth and allowed Akira to continue, his breathing becoming harsh and rapid. With a small smirk, he slipped his wet fingers into the tight and puckered opening of his lover, grinning in satisfaction as Akira’s body stiffened at the invasion.

“Shi…Shindo…”

“Hehe…payback time.”

Akira squeezed his eyes shut and cried out as Hikaru plunged deeper into him. The fingers were merciless as they burrowed into the tight inner muscles that clenched around them. Unconsciously, Akira began to lift his hips in rhythm to the tiny movements. His hands dug into Hikaru’s shoulders almost drawing blood as he began to pick up the pace. His cock swelled with the rush of heat and he shook his head vehemently, not wanting to give in to Shindo either.

“No…no….not….aaaaaaaah…Kuso! Kuso! Kusoooooo!!”

“Mmmmm….love it when you get mad at me, Touya.” Shindo mumbled with a light chuckle as he leaned forward to capture Akira’s nipples in his mouth. With a small twist of his fingers, he finally brushed against the sensitive prostate, sending Akira howling in pleasure and slamming down hard on his lap.

“Stop!! Please!!” Akira begged with tears shimmering in his eyes. He didn’t want to lose to Shindo, but yet…this was too much. “Aaaaahhh!!” But Shindo had no plans to let up and he continued to maul that spot continuously, reveling in the harsh sobs and jerks from his wild lover’s lips. Akira tried to think through the mindless mush that was his mind, as desperate fingers moved towards the zipper of Shindo’s pants.

“Two…two…can play that game…Shindo…” He gasped out weakly and with little warning, he seized the turgid flesh of his lover and began to stroke it hard and fast.

Hikaru bit down hard on the nipple as he felt his cock being stroked roughly. He growled and glared at Akira through lust-filled eyes and baring his teeth in challenge, he pushed his fingers even deeper. Akira was helpless to stop the flash of bright colors that blurred his vision and for a moment he felt a wave of darkness wash over him. He couldn’t pass out with just this. But then again…they had never had sex this rough before. And they both knew it. There was something so illicit about screwing each other’s brains out in public and yet no one knowing that such a thing was happening just a few feet away from them.

Akira tried to raise his hips, but Shindo denied him the freedom to do so. With a low snarl, he sank his canines into the hard flesh of his shoulder and grinned as he heard the sharp cry of pain from Hikaru. The fingers were withdrawn quickly and he could barely contain the small whine of protest as the urge to be filled again took precedence.

A loud smack was heard and Akira jerked up in surprise as he reached to rub his smarting ass. “What was that for?” He asked with widened eyes. He wasn’t surprised to find that the little act had only done more to arouse him. Shindo snickered and placed his hands upon Akira’s hips, lifting him up gently to position his prepared opening above his stiff and waiting flesh.

“That’s what you get for try to eat me up, Touya.” He teased the entrance with a gentle nudge and Akira hissed in a sharp breath as his body quivered with the need to impale itself on Hikaru. With a breathless ‘You had it coming’, he waited no longer and in one swift move, he thrust himself down so hard that the pain that should have occurred was hardly felt.

“Damn it, Touya!” Shindo cried out as the slick inner walls tightened around his swollen cock. The cry was drowned by Akira’s much louder one as he began to lift his hips up and down. He threw his head back and tried to breathe evenly as their tempo became frenzied with each thrust.

“Mmmm…Shindo….faster….Onegai….”

Not one to refuse such an offer, Shindo gripped the lean hips, knowing that Akira was bound to have a bruise there by tomorrow, and began to pound into the pliant flesh. Akira’s cock was trapped between their sweat-slicked torsos and Shindo could feel himself about to lose his self-control. Akira looked like a wanton animal and just looking at the damp bangs that now stuck to the flushed face, the closed eyes, the perfectly shaped nose, the swollen parted lips that kept calling out his name over and over again, the smooth beautiful neck, the nipples that stood out so sharply as his body arched in pleasure – Shindo knew that he was going to lose this little battle.

And just when Shindo thought that he couldn’t hold out any longer, Akira’s body stiffened as the hard, throbbing length of his arousal seemed to swell between them.

He hardly had the time to relish in his victory, when the thick, hot cum flooded their flesh, some of it getting into their mouths. Hikaru darted out a tongue to taste the salty juices, while Akira collapsed limply against him with a weak grunt of satisfaction. He had not even had the strength to cry out his orgasm, for it had been that intense. This triggered off Shindo, for his thrusts became even harder and faster. Shifting slightly, he swallowed Akira’s small cry within his mouth with a bruising kiss, as he pounded the already sensitive prostate with punishing strokes.

Akira could only hang on to his partner for dear life. He had lost the fight and Shindo was only proving something to him that he had always known.

~ I hate you so much….that I think I…I think I do love you, Shindo. ~

Hikaru’s low cry of ecstasy was the final exclamation point to their mind-blowing lovemaking and as he felt the thick seed coat his inner muscles, Akira wrapped his arms tightly around Shindo’s waist and gently licked off the combined tastes of his cum and sweat from the heaving torso.

For several minutes, they remained in each other’s arms. Neither one having the strength to move very much. The only sounds that filled the car were that of jazz music and their harsh breathing as they both tried to get some semblance of sanity back.

Finally, Shindo lifted his hand to brush the dark locks away from Akira’s face, his gaze molten with an emotion that the longhaired boy pretended not to notice.

“I still hate your guts you know.” Hikaru muttered softly, as a grin came to his features. “And I won the bet too. Which means that I get to do whatever I want with you for a whole month.”

Akira snorted and snuggled even closer to Hikaru, hiding a small smile of pleasure. Hmm…who knows? He might even get used to this wild side of their relationship in the long run. And with a sigh of content, he muttered softly. “Whatever you say, Shindo. Whatever you say…”

~ I am always yours for the taking… ~

OWARI