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Name : Bayou

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Birth place/date : Jakarta • July 17th

Shogo slumped on the bed, face down, breathing hard with cum stained his hand and the sheet. His body jumped when he heard the door creacked open and a footstep closing by.

"You call?" Takashi suddenly open the door and came into the bedroom. "I bought dinner for the two of us—" he stopped at the enticing display on the bed.

His partner was butt-naked, masturbating alone, and came by calling his name. Now his eyes bewildered in surprised and shame.

"I see that you've been busy alone without me, Sho-chan," Takashi teased with an amused look on his face, standing by the door with both hands on his hips.

Shogo curled into a ball and hid his face on the bed, feeling totally embarrassed.

Takashi chuckled and put the plastic bag on the floor before approaching the bed, and sat on it. The bed creaked as Takashi's weight was pressing on it, he stretched his body over his lover's and whispered in his ear, "So, you're not having enough with that treat we had earlier in the office, aren't you?" he touched Shogo's butt and made him winched.

Takashi trailed his partner's body from bottom up, slipping his hand into his shirt, trailing up to find the small perky bud on his chest. And when he found it, he fondled it with his thumb and middle finger, and teased it with his index finger's nail. Kissing the back of his neck along the way.

"Hnnh..." Shogo moaned.

Takashi smiled and pulled Shogo's shoulder so he would reveal his face, reluctantly, he turned his head to face Takashi. His eyes were dreamy and full of lust, his face blushed, and his mouth parted as if it was inviting Takashi to give him a kiss. This amused Takashi more, since Shogo was always expressionless and he had quite a hard time to figure out what was really in his mind.

Takashi leaned forward and gave Shogo a deep kiss, which directly replied by the other man by slipping his tongue in.

This surprised Takashi, since Shogo was never this wanton before, but he didn't actually mind. He wrapped his arms around Shogo's back and moved on top of him. His fingers skillfully unbuttoned Shogo's shirt while the other party unzipped his jacket and pulled it down. Takashi let go of Shogo's shirt so he could slip his jacket out of his arms. They broke the kiss for a while, as Shogo pulled up Takashi's t-shirt over his head and Takashi lifted Shogo's body to pull off his shirt after. They both moved in a quick precise movement since they both knew exactly what to do and had been 'rehearsed' this scene over and over for almost 10 years.

Shogo unbuckled Takashi's belt and undid his pants, without bothered pulling it down, he took out the half-erect cock of his partner, leaning forward and took the shaft into his mouth.

Takashi grinned and brush his hand into Shogo's short hair, stroked it gently.

"My, my, aren't you enthusiastic today?" he said.

Shogo's breathing was hard and short, he glanced up to look at his partner without pulling the cock off his mouth. With his face flushed and dreamy eyes like that, Takashi thought Shogo looked very cute, despite of his build that was larger than him.

"Damn you with that sexy look of yours," Takashi cursed, he was getting larger inside Shogo's mouth.

"Hmmh...!"

Shogo felt the shaft was growing in his mouth and pulled out while coughing. The insatiable cock was filling his mouth and made him hard to breathe.

"You're getting bigger," he said, pouting.

"I know. You're the one who made it that way. Want me to put it in?" Takashi snickered.

Shogo paused for a moment before he nodded bashfully, made the other man wanted to fuck him good and hard in an instant, but he decided to tease him a little.

Takashi lay down on the bed, propping his body with both of his elbows.

"On the second thought, why don't you put it in yourself?" he said, with the most devilish smirk plastered on his face.

Shogo hesitated for a while but he was too horny to act all bashful, he moved on top of Takashi and positioned his hole over the tip of Takashi's cock. He wasn't stretched properly, but he didn't care. It hurt a little when he pushed down to swallow Takashi's cock inside him, but his body remembered his shape very well, and it didn't take too long for him to feel good when he started moving and rubbing Takashi's cock into his pleasurable spot.

"Oh god!" Takashi moaned in excitement, "What in the hell got in to you today? You're like a wild cat—not that I mind, though."

Shogo didn't answer and kept driving himself into pleasure, he moved his hip and swallowed Takashi's cock down to its hilt, squeezing his inner wall hard, milking his partner's nectar and made dirty squelching sounds from it.

"Shit!" Takashi cursed, "Don't squeeze any harder, or I'll cum."

Shogo gave his sly smile, a very seductive one. The rare smile he ever had and it only aroused Takashi more and more.

Takashi reached out to his partner, stroked his cheek before putting his fingers inside Shogo's mouth, opening it.

"Make more sound, Sho-chan," he said, "You've been holding it for a while now."

Shogo stubbornly shook his head.

Takashi laughed through his nose, "Very well, then I'll have to make you to," and he started to thrust in sync with Shogo's movement.

Surprised by this sudden action, Shogo couldn't restrain his voice any longer.

"Wai... Taka... Ah!"

"That's it, let me hear that sexy voice of yours," Takashi grinned.

He got up to sitting position and licked Shogo's nipple that was presented before his face. He nibbled, licked, bite, and sucked. And each time he did, a series of moan would slip out of Shogo's mouth.

"Taka... hnn... stop that... no... ah!"

"No I won't. You're making a good sound each time I tease you."

"You're being mean..." Shogo wrapped his arms around Takashi's neck and grip a handful of his hair and pulled it back.

"Ouch! Hey, don't pull my hair," Takashi protested.

"Serves you right," Shogo said. Yet, he leaned forward and gave Takashi a deep kiss.

His kiss slipped when Takashi started to ram him deep and hard, he clung on Takashi's shoulder as if his life was depend on it. Takashi rose and toppled Shogo over to the bed and topped him. He lifted both of Shogo's legs on his shoulder and entered deeper. Both of his hands were playing Shogo's nipples, pinching, flicking, and rubbing it. Shogo gasped and moaned and he had difficulties catching his breaths since the stimulation was too pleasurable to handle.

"That's it, moan harder for me. I can cum just by hearing your sweet voice only. Hnnh! I'm almost there..."

"Wait, Takashi! No... Agh! Hnngh!! Ah...!"

Takashi was close to come, his hip move faster and the thrusts were getting deeper and shorter. He leaned forward and bent Shogo almost in double and pumped hard. And finally, he pulled out almost all of his cock and gave one final hard ram and spasm as his thick hot liquid shot deep within Shogo's inside. While Shogo, who was too absorbed by the pleasure, came a split second later even without touching his penis.

In the peak of the heat and the intense sex, Shogo fainted under his partner's embrace.

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Shogo kneeled down and undid Takashi's buckle, the button of his jeans and the zipper next. His expensive Aussie Bum brief was bulging inside and wetness smeared the fabric.

Takashi loved those expensive briefs. It was a waste of money to buy such an expensive brief when you have to wear it inside your clothes. But then again, no matter how expensive they were, you just couldn't wear them outside, unless you're some kind of superhero [insert a roll eyes emoticon here], or some shameless crazy person who wanted to draw unnecessary attention. Well, since Takashi's salary was much higher than his, and he could afford to buy those brief and pay half of their rent and most of the living expense, Shogo didn't have anything to complain of.

Shogo licked the damp brief and sucked it. He pulled down the brief, enough to expose the thick, fully-erect penis that was standing proudly in front of his eyes.

It was the thick rod that he used to have inside him and made him come countless times. He licked the tip and sucked the pre-cum before he swallowed it and started to move his head back and forth.

"Ah... god. You're the best," Takashi said between his gasps.

Shogo used to be sucked at this, but after several practices, he could really 'suck' properly.

Then he realized that he was getting hard too.

Damn, this is not good! he cursed. If he couldn't hold it in, this wouldn't stop just by fellatio only.

He tried to concentrate more in sucking Takashi's penis, but he writhed uncomfortably as he clenched on is own erection over his jeans, trying hard to calm himself down. When he looked up, Takashi was smirking. Shogo dropped his gaze and giving more effort in sucking his partner.

Takashi cupped Shogo's chin and tilted his face up, stretching his leg and slipped it beneath Shogo's crotch, nudging his erection over his jeans from below with his expensive sneaker.

Shogo shut his eyes and shuddered. "Hhngh!"

"What a nice sound," Takashi smirked, teasing his partner.

Shogo pulled Takashi's penis out of his mouth and complained, "D-don't do that!"

"Why not?"

"I'll cum..."

"A~nd?" Takashi asked nonchalantly as if it was the normal thing to do in the world.

"I don't want my pants to get dirty."

"I see..."

Takashi took Shogo by his upper arm and pulled him up. Undid his jeans and slid his hand in before Shogo stopped him by the hand.

"No."

"It's ok, we'll do it the old way," Takashi smirked.

He meant a hand job.

"I know, I still don't want my pants to get dirty."

"Relax, I'll catch it, all of it," Takashi said.

Seeing Shogo was hesitating, he kissed his lips and slid his tongue in. His kiss was soothing and could calm Shogo down. Eventually, he was giving in—again—by Takashi's way.

They stand so close at each other, bodies attach to one and another, legs tangling, pants on their ankles, and hands down on the crotch, stroking together in the same rhythm.

Takashi was concentrating on the taller man right before him. He loved that look on his face; it was only times like this that he could actually saw Shogo's expression, which was so sexy, he could barely restrained himself for coming too soon.

Shogo bent his body and leaned his head on Takashi's shoulder. His breaths were hot on Takashi's neck, and his sweet gasps sang an enticing song in Takashi's ear. Shogo licked his partner's neck, gently biting the nape and sucking it. Takashi's free hand moved to Shogo's buttock, massaging it, pressing his finger on its rear, but the finger didn't go anywhere further than that.

Shogo twitched, he needed more than hand job, he realized, but he didn't want to go further than this either. He just needed to concentrate more to the pleasure feeling from his cock.

Both of them stroking together, moving their hands up and down, tightening and releasing in synchronized movement for another minute until their groin tingling as their lower stomach spasm. And finally, semen erupted from the tip of their penises. Takashi put his hand over the tip to prevent it dirtying their clothes. The semen leaked from his fingers and dripped down to the floor. He squeezed it all out until the last drip and wiped his hand with his handkerchief. He folded it and planning on putting it inside his jeans pocket, but Shogo stopped him.

"Take it to the restroom and wash it while washing your hands. It's gross if you take that dirty handkerchief anywhere you go."

Takashi smirked, "It's yours too, mixed in here, you know," he teased.

Shogo blushed faintly, "T-that's not the point."

Takashi chuckled and kissed the taller man, "I know, I was just kidding."

Shogo's 15 minutes break was long over, he hurried Takashi to go to the restroom and washed their hands—and handkerchief—then returned to their own department.

Kawaguchi gave Shogo a long side-glance and smiled meaningfully as he sat on his desk.

That woman was very perspective up to the point that it was scary. As if she knew what had had happened before at the emergency stairs.



For the rest of the day, Shogo could barely concentrate at all. His body hadn't been satisfied, and he was craving for more. Shogo emailed him that he wanted to dine out tonight, but he couldn't wait that long, he was already half erect during work hour and want to fuck right away when he got home. So he declined the offer and said that he would go straight home after work hour. At least he could jerk himself off before Takashi returned. Takashi said that he would fetch some food to bring home. After Shogo said, "Ok," there was no other reply from him.



Shogo was in such a rush when he took his keys off his backpack and misplaced the key and let it slip the hole several times. When he finally managed to put it in the hole, he turned it, and seemed forgetting to take it in since the only thing in his head was releasing himself after restraining it for the last 3 hours.

He slammed the front door, opening his shoes at the genkan by stepping his foot on the back of his shoe and kicked it to wherever and running straight to the bedroom. He jumped on the bed and pulled his jeans and underwear down to his knees; he took his erection in his hand and stroked it. He licked his fingers wet before fingering his ass. Pressing the surface and easily slipped his fingers in. He pushed the fingers inside and directly aiming the prostate gland, stimulating it. His right hand stroked on his erection and he closed his eyes. The image of Takashi projected behind those close lids. His voice, his touch, his body heat... Shogo remembered it well... too well, in fact.

His arousal rose, his hand moved faster and pumping his shaft, his fingers continuously stimulating the pleasure point as he kept imagining his partner's handsome face.

As he called out Takashi's name, he came.

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I always thought Maou-san was a person with a first rate taste bud. Since he always loved cuisines that came from expensive restaurant with very experienced chefs and dared to complain at them if something wasn't quite right for him.

But I knew only recently that he actually loved pizza very much.

It was odd for him to like fast food such as pizza, but I couldn't help to think how cute he was when he cheerfully chose the topping and how he had to eat it with his bare hand.



It started just this afternoon when we had to decide where to go for dinner. He visited the office just before my work time was over to pick me up to have dinner together. We were arguing about dining places again—I didn't know how many times we had argued about this. I admit that I was kinda expecting this, though. To have a silly argument at each other just to know that we're already felt comfort with each other that we didn't hesitate to quarrel.

He mentioned some famous restaurant that I knew would be expensive. I refused and suggested some cheaper restaurant I liked and mostly visit with my friends. Steak restaurant down the street near the office, I said. He said, no, because the meat was cheap and unworthy even for a dog to eat. Too exaggerating, I complained. It kinda ticked me off since I like the steak there, it was cheap, but the meat was big and the sauce was nice and in a lot of amount that it filled the plate. Sushi then, I suggested. It was the all-you-can-eat sushi restaurant that I like and he wouldn't mind to visit. The sake was especially good, even I—who didn't drink—loved the sake. Then again, he objected, because it was raining and he didn't want to eat cold food in such weather, it would make him had stomachache.

"Fine!" I said, raising my voice. But I remembered that we were still at the office, so I lowered it down. "Fine. And I bet you don't want to go to the fast food restaurant too, don't you? My last offer is the Pizza House across the street. Take it, or I'll just let you eat alone in that fancy restaurant you adore so much."

I curled down my thin lips when I said that, making a sullen look, knowing that he would object this one either.

But beyond my expectation, his eyes brightened. He didn't overreact or something like that, but I was pretty much sure that he's more than willing to accept that last offer.

He sighed; pretending that he wasn't interested with my idea, "Fine, the Pizza House then," he said.

So, what? He liked pizzas? But since he was acknowledged in having classy taste that he didn't want anyone know he could actually liked commoners' food?

"That settled," I said firmly, "No second thought, okay?" I pointed him with my index finger.

He frowned at my finger and nodded slowly; as if he half-heartedly accepting it.

"Great!" I chuckled. He looked so adorable when he's stubborn to protect his pride like that.

I've finished my entire tasks that day. I slide my mouse down to look at the clock on my computer menu bar. It was 5, so I was free to go. I shut down the computer and collected my things from the desk and stuffed it carelessly into my backpack.

"I'm going, Kanoe-san!" I waved at my boss through the glass wall of his office.

He raised the work schedule paper and pointed at it to ask whether I had finished my tasks or not. I gave him my thumb. He smiled and waved back at me. I bumped onto Shinonome-san from the children magazine's division when he entered the room. I bet he was going to pick his lover home. I bowed politely at him as he passed by, and he nodded in return.

I took Maou san by his shoulder and dragged him out. Not caring about others would think about our relationship. In fact, I had no problem telling them at all. But Maou-san brushed my hand off his shoulder; it seemed that he was concerned about being caught, because he had quite some influence in the company.

I smiled wryly; obediently walk beside him in silent.

After waving at the receptionist girl—who glanced at me while packing her bag and waved back—we walked out of the building. The Pizza House was a 5 minutes walk across the street. The rain had ceased to drizzle, so we didn't have to use umbrella at all. I deliberately walked slowly even when I saw the traffic light had turned green and people started to cross, waiting for the perfect moment as it turned red again. Maou-san didn't seem to notice 'the traffic light tactic' I've planned. I grinned. When we were already in the crowds who were waiting to cross, he was surprised when I suddenly took his hand and shoved it into my coat pocket.

"What the...?!"

I grinned, "You're ok with this right?"

He was quiet, gazing down, blushing, covering his mouth with the back of his fist—his usual gesture to cover his face when he was embarrassed, and grip my hand tighter inside my pocket.

We were still holding hands until we stepped on the other side of the road, and our hands separated naturally as the crowd started to divide and walk to different directions.

My hands were still inside my pocket, maintaining the faint warmth from Maou-san's hand for a bit longer. Even with this small thing, I couldn't help to be happy.



The waiter gave us the menu and kindly said to call him again if we were ready to order. I opened the menu and chose the pizza topping I like; I love tuna and mayonnaise, and it happen that this Pizza House got the very exact topping I liked. But I still have to ask Maou-san, I wasn't very certain of his pizza taste since it was our first time eating pizza together.

"What kind of pizza do you want, Maou-san?" I asked him.

"....."

I waited for a bit more because I thought he was confused to choose.

"....."

Ten minutes had passed and he still didn't even budge.

"What do you want, Maou-san?" I asked impatiently while pulling down the menu that was covering his face with my forefinger.

I was almost bursting in laughter when I saw his face. He looked like a happy child who was getting confused choosing a toy he wanted to buy, not even bother looking up when I pressed his menu flat to the table, his eyes were just following where the menu was going.

I cleared my throat quite loud and knocked the table with my knuckles obviously, earth to Mochidzuki Maou, that he snapped back into reality. He finally lifted his face and met my gaze before hiding his mouth behind the back his fist, feeling embarrassed.

"Have you decided yet?" I asked. My laugh accidentally slipped in one of those words I've said. I cleared my throat again to cover it up.

He stared at the menu, looking grim. "I can't decide," he said, "They all look delicious."

"Then choose any kind of toppings of your liking, Maou-san. We can have it each in small portions, or the large ones that can have 4 different types in one pizza. And don't worry about the left-over. I have deep stomach, remember? Besides, we can also wrap the left-over and take it home."

And whoa, look at all those sparks came out of him after hearing me saying it. He's so happy he looked so bright it outshone the sun.

It was so rare to see him acting childish like this. Since he always put up those businesses smile and acting all calm and composed when he dealt with people. This was new for me.

In the end, he ordered seven different toppings; four was coming in one big pizza, and the rest were each in small pizza portions. One of the small portions was my tuna mayonnaise I wanted.

He managed to eat each five different toppings before he was stuffed and giving up eating more. I ate the rest but left the two toppings he hadn't eaten and asked the waiter to wrap it up for me.

"We can have it tomorrow for breakfast," I said, "It's odd to have pizza for breakfast, but I don't think no one's gonna be objected, right?"

And there goes the sparks in his eyes again.



After we got home, Maou-san seemed couldn't get his mind off the pizzas. He was reading a book, but secretly stole some glances at the fridge where I put the pizzas.

It was partly cute, partly annoying.

I paused my game and put down the playstation controller. "Do you want it now, Maou-san?"

"Huh?" he asked, frowning a bit.

"Do you want the pizza now?" I repeated my question.

"Huh? Oh!" he blushed, and covered his mouth behind the back his fist.

He took my question wrongly. He thought I was asking him for sex.

"I-I'm still full," he answered, this time he hid his face behind the book he pretended to read.

It wasn't fair when he was so adorable looking all shy like that!

Now I've changed my mind.

I turn the console off and stood up. Walking toward him, grabbed him by his upper arm, forcing him to stand up, and dragged him off the sofa, into the bedroom.

He dropped the book he was holding and resisting me, digging his heel onto the floor that I have to hoist him up my shoulder and carried his thrashing body into the bedroom.

I slapped his butt—not hard—to tell him to stop his struggling. "If you want it that bad, let's have some exercise, shall we?" I said.

"What are you talking about?! Put me down! Now! Kyou!!" he raised his voice.

I sighed. My breaths was short and hard full of lust. "I'll do you good until you're exhausted and hungry enough so you can eat that damn pizza."

"What the...?! Kyou!!" he protested as I threw his body onto the bed and topped him.

"Dammit! You started it first!"

I kissed him. He turned away and pushed my head with all his might.

"Let go of me, you horny bear! And who the hell started it first?!" he hit me repeatedly with his fist.

It was a weak punch, which I could ignore easily. I grab his wrists with my big hands and locked them on both sides of his head.

I knew that I was making a very horny face right now, and I didn't even bother to hide it.

"You're the one to blame, Maou-san. Acting cute all night long."

"Cute?! What in the hell are you talking about?!"

I kissed his neck, sucking the flesh there, marking him.

"Getting all confuse when you chose the pizza toppings? That was so adorable," I said, sniffing his hair. Inserting my hands into his pajamas and pinching his nipple, "and eating it with happy face? I could almost cum just looking at your face."

"Wha-? You pervert bear! Wait. Wait! Kyou! No! Aa~h!" he bit his lower lip, restraining those sexy sounds he made

I licked his lips, opening it with mine, so he wouldn't bit it again.

"You know that 'no' means 'yes' in sex, right? And 'yes' means 'just ignore my entire plea and everything, and fuck me more'."

"Where in the hell did you get that?!" he slapped my head. The color of his body turned into peach pink as he did so.

I whimpered and retreated.

Maou-san stretched his slender arms and wrapped it around my neck and pulled me back. He chuckled and gave me a kiss.

"You're the cute one," he said.



In the end, we did it until morning, until both of us were dry and had nothing left to spend.

The sun was rising when I finished heating up the pizzas. We didn't even bother to put on some clothes. I was wearing my Spongebob Squarepants boxers that Maou-san found, 'quite amusing', while he only wrapped himself in sheet.

I pulled the plate from the microwave and put it on the counter by the kitchen. Both of us stared at the steam that puffed out from the heated pizza and laughed.

"It is indeed pizzas for breakfast," I said between my laugh.

"And whose fault is that?" Maou-san puffed his cheek, pretending to be pissed.

I rubbed his hair and kissed his temple and apologized, "Mine, I'm sorry."

"You don't look sorry at all."

"I'm apologizing for making you stay up all night, not for the sex."

"You beast," he hissed.

"Said the demon lord who created this beast. Though, I was originally a bear." I laughed.

Maou-san accepted his defeat and took the pizza from the plate and ate it. I made some tea instead coffee. We stayed up all night and needed our rest; coffee would just keep us awake. After this, I might just skip all my classes today and ask Maou-san to stay home too. We could sleep the day away, to make up for last night, and then, perhaps—if he allowed me to—we could have sex again tonight.

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I was in Haru-san's large bedroom, standing by the side of the king-size bed, making out with him. His kiss was indeed the best, so to say, because I never had others to compare. When his lips were attached to mine, I voluntarily opened my mouth, letting his tongue in and devouring the inside of my mouth. First he stroked my mouth-roof, sending me a ticklish shiver on the back of my neck. Then he licked the back of my tooth, and then playing with my tongue, sucking it.

At the beginning, the first time I received this kind of adult kiss, I had difficulties of breathing, until he told me to breathe through my nose.

When he finally broke his kiss, I clumsily lean forward and followed his lips. Probably with a wanton look on my face, because a devious smile plastered on his handsome face.

Haru-san chuckled and gave me the kiss I wanted. I wrapped my arms around his neck and clung to his broad shoulder, moaning and gasping under his caresses. He stroked my back and rested his hands on the crack of my butt over my jeans. He rubbed and massaged it and made me moaning more.

I was getting hard, my breaths were heavier, and my body heat rose. I wanted him more; I want to feel him inside me. 

I wanted him to fuck me.

His hand moved to the front of my jeans, undoing the button and the fly before sliding it in and took my half hard penis into his hand.

But something felt wrong...!

Why did the hand came from my back, while I was still embracing Haru-san that was in front of me?

Then I realized that it was a completely different pair of hands...

Warm lips kissed my nape while I felt another body heat was drawing near at me from behind. I turned my head and surprised seeing the doppelganger of my Haru-san, but with longer hair and more friendly expression. 

Natsuhiko!

I protested. "Haru-san, what in the...?"

I stopped at that when I saw the cunning smile of my beloved.

"You want this, don't you?" he said, "Because you can't choose between the two of us."

But I did choose...

I chose Chiba Haruhiko. I think... 

Think?

"But I choose you, Haru-san..." I said with weak voice, uncertain of myself.

"You sounds like you doubted yourself," the similar deep voice came from my back. "You want me too, don't you?"

"Na...Natsuhiko..."

I took turn staring at Haru-san and Natsuhiko in disbelief. I admit that I wanted them both, but not like this!

I twisted my body to escape from them, but they pinned me in the middle and locking me with their hands on my waist and hip. I writhed as hard as I could, but the effort was useless. They still locked me in the middle, trapped like a butterfly on a spider web, caught between their tall, perfectly sculpted bodies.

I gulped when I felt hot, thick, half-erect rod pressing from both my front and my rear over my jeans. Natsuhiko was rubbing his on my butt crack, and gradually getting harder, while Haru-san—still with his devious smile—pulled out my penis from the opened gap of my jeans and stroking it with his hand. On my rear, Natsuhiko was busy pulling my pants down and slid his hands into it; rubbing my butt directly on the skin.

I moaned from the pleasure of both places. Natsuhiko's breath was hot to on my neck, he licked and kissed my nape and bit it gently. Though the bite was gentle, it still hurt a little. I opened my mouth to protest, but Haru-san caught it, devouring me with his. Biting and sucking both my upper and lower lip.

Both of them were not giving me the slightest chance of complaining nor escaping. When I realized, I was already too weak to struggle and had given in to the pleasure.

"L-let me go..." I protested in weak, horny sigh as my last effort to get away.

My face felt hot and my breathing was short and hard. My body was limping and leaning on Natsuhiko who was supporting my back. I lay my head on his shoulder while gazing at Haru-san with flushed face.

"Let you go? Look at your slutty face," said Haru-san cruelly, "You want this. I can tell. When it comes to pleasure, you'll easily give yourself in just like that."

"N-no..." I refuted, shaking my head.

"Then what is this?" he squeezed my penis, hard enough to made me cried in pain.

"Haruhiko!" Natsuhiko scolded him, disliking what he did to me.

Haru-san glared at his twin brother coldly, ignoring his protest and kept torturing me with his words and actions.

"I bet you'll do it with everyone who's willing to fuck you, don't you?"

My eyes was brimming with tears. His words hurt me more than his grip on my cock.

"N-no... it wasn't like that..."

Tears flowing on my cheek.

"Haruhiko!" Natsuhiko growled at him and pressing his tone in every syllable of his brother's name.

"Then what is?" said Haru-san, ignoring his twin again. He leaned forward and glared at me with that evil look on his face.

Tears kept flowing on my cheek as I closed my eyes.

"I-it was because of you... Both of you. Only you can make me feel this way. I-I've never done this with anyone but you, Haru-san..." I opened my eyes, pleading him with my gaze.

"How about me, Mako?" Natsuhiko whispered in my ear. His voice was almost sad, but full of lust.

"N-now I want you too..."

Natsuhiko smiled and took both of my hand before kissing the back of my right hand. Then his head moved closer to my face and he kissed me.

His kiss was different with Haru-san; it's more gentle, more caring, while Haru-san's kiss was biting, intense and more passionate. Natsuhiko licked my lips like a cat before he slid his tongue in to my mouth and started to stroke my tongue tenderly. It was so good that I can't help to voluntarily participated by returning his kiss and moaned.

"Hnng... Nggh... Mmm..."

In the corner of my eyes, I could see Haru-san was frowning. He took his clench off my penis and yanked my hand off from Natsuhiko's grip and made me tumbled toward him. It was Natsuhiko who was kindly hoisted my body so I didn't fall onto the floor.

Haru san took off his suit and tie, unbuttoning his shirt before he unbuckled his belt and undid his pants. He pulled out his half-hard penis and shoved my head onto his crotch right in front of his cock.

I could smell his arousal that was start rising. He shoved his penis onto me and pressed it on my lips. Natsuhiko was frowning in dislike, but he didn't say anything. Keeping his silent might one of his agreement with his older twin brother to allow him participate in this threesome. Now I could see why he didn't jump and bashed his brother like he would have done when someone was hurting me.

My head felt blank; I didn't know what to think anymore. I was retracting myself from reality, that way I could put up this whole insanity. Hoping that this was only a mere nightmare. 

Just give in to the pleasure. A voice in my head said.

And so I did...

Haru-san pressed both my cheek with his hand and forced it open. I could taste the pre-cum saltiness from his half-hard penis when he put it into my mouth. I wrapped my mouth over the shaft and start sucking, carefully hid my teeth behind the back of my lips so it won’t scrape him, because he hated if that happened. I moved my head back and forth and licked his penis in the way he like, stroking the base of his crown with my tongue, pulling out and sucking its tip before swallowing it again.

Natsuhiko gulped down his saliva as he watched me pleasing his twin brother. He was rubbing my entrance with his wet finger, pouring some lubricant he must had had prepared. I was used so often that he could push in two fingers easily inside me. It was easy, but when the third one was coming, I winched. That hurt a little.

Natsuhiko prepared me well; he took his time stretching my hole while I was sucking on his brother’s cock. When he finally could insert four fingers in, he took his hand away and made me shuddered. The craving empty feeling was soon fulfilled after he glanced up to his brother, asking permission. Haru-san cocked his head a little in arrogant way as an answer. Permission granted.

Unlike Haru-san who would push his whole length in one stroke, again, Natsuhiko took his time penetrating me slowly. He pressed his thick head through my opened entrance and pushed in, gently moving his hips and gave me shallow strokes until I get used to his shape while he pushed a little deeper in every move.

Haru-san's sex was intense and vigorous—not that it didn't feel good, he was incredible. I could come several times with his technique until I was drained out. But sometimes he didn't think of his partner's feeling. He indeed gave my body pleasure, but I was left empty inside, as if there was a hole in my chest.

Natsuhiko's sex, on the contrary, was so caring, so thoughtful. The way he took good care of me, I could feel that I was loved; every single touch of his was kind and gentle. His technique wasn't as good as his brother, but the hole inside my heart was somewhat fulfilled.

When he finally fully sheathed inside me, he sped up his movement, but not too rough. His thick head was hitting the right spot made my body trembled and cries of pleasure slipped out of my mouth. He noticed and kept attacking the very spot and made me trembled in bliss.

I was too distracted with Natuhiko's sex that I stopped using my mouth and sucking. Haru-san glared at me as I did so. He took my head with both hands harshly, holding it steady and moved his hips and start fucking my mouth. Tears rolled from the corner of my eyes. It hurt and I have breathing difficulties. I tried to protest, but Haru-san didn't even seem to care, he fucked my mouth harder until he winched as his penis was twitching inside my mouth and his semen shot to the back of my throat, choking me as it ran up to my nose.

I pulled back my head and spat the unswallow semen while coughing like crazy. My nose running and my tears dripping. I wiped my mouth with my cardigan sleeve.

I looked up with blank expression and met his gaze. But what was that on his face? Grim? Why did he look at me with that complex expression? As if he was so angry he could cry, and some regret flashed in his eyes.

Haru-san looked at his brother and tilted his head, gesturing the bed. Natsuhiko obediently put his hands behind my knees, pulling me up—with his penis still inside me—and carry me to the bed. As he sat down on it, my body weight made his penis sunk deeper inside me. I shuddered and moaned.

"A...aah... Nnnggh..."

Haru-san took off his shirt and exposed those well defined muscles he work so hard in the gym. I was mesmerized by his sexiness. It was the body that held me countless time in the past half year, yet, I still couldn't get enough of it.

Natsuhiko seemed not wanting to lose with his brother, he also took off his t-shirt and revealing his well built body. His was tanner and brawnier than Haru-san, but since he never got into a gym, his muscles must've been formed by the labor part-time jobs he had for living.

The twins started stripping me naked, while the younger twin pulled off my cardigan and my t-shirt, his older brother took off my jeans and underwear. It was unfair to leave me naked while they both still had their pants on. But I didn't complain.

The bed creaked when Haru-san climbed on it. He took both my knees and spread my legs open; exposing my start-to-limp penis and Natsuhiko's that was still buried deep inside me. It was so embarrassing I could cry.

Haru-san moved forward and pressed his gradually erected shaft on my filled hole. My eyes widened in disbelief, and so did Natsuhiko.

The younger twin finally made his form of protest by stopping his brother by his hand.

"What are you doing?! Are you crazy?! You'll break him if you do that!"

"But our beloved Makoto-chan seems to be unsatisfied," Haru-san smirked evilly. "What do you think, Makoto? Does my little brother satisfy you like I do?"

I was confused.

It was indeed that Natsuhiko could fill the gap in my chest, but I wasn't fully satisfied. Something wasn't quite right. I wanted more. I want harder, more intense sex. I want my ass being filled and ravaged. Natsuhiko was too gentle that he moved too carefully not to hurt me—not that I want it hurt, though. He was good, but it wasn't enough!

However, having double penetration was completely out of the questions! I wasn't a sex fiend that I could take two large penises up my ass.

I shook my head and mumbling a "No" repeatedly, begging Haru-san not to do it.

But that evil glint was still remaining in his eyes. Ignoring his little brother's glare, he forced his cock to enter me, where Natsuhiko's big shaft was already filling me up, there's no space left for a second one.

I cried in pain, or more like screaming.

"No! No! NO!! Haru-san... stop it! It won't be fit! NOO...!"

My eyes brimming with tears again. This time I cried because it hurt so much and for his cruelty.

Natsuhiko gritted his teeth. Haru-san stared at him and smiled devilishly, as if he was challenging him.

My scream was getting louder as Haru-san forcing himself on me. I kept repeating a 'no' loudly. My skin started to break and a drip of blood leaking from the wound. Haru-san wasn't even put a quarter of his thick head in and I was already breaking. I was sobbing hard and writhing away, trying to escape from the pain.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!!" Natsuhiko yelled and pushed his older brother.

Haru-san lifted one of his eyebrows and smirked. "No protesting. No arguing. Just be a good boy and obey me. Remember?" he said, "You just broke the rules."

Natsuhiko clenched his fist but restraining himself not to punch his older twin. He gritted his teeth and slid out of me and retreated back, still holding my body and supported it between his thighs. I could feel the heat from his erection on my back.

"There, you can have him all by yourself," he said angrily.

Haru-san shrugged nonchalantly and pushed his whole length in me in one stroke, penetrating me like he always did. I cried in pain and pleasure. This was still much better rather than having two penises up my ass.

My inside wall remembered Haru-san's shaped, it quickly adjusting his size and squeezing it. Haru-san grimaced as I clamped down his cock inside. From his expression, I could tell that he's feeling good.

Now I know how pissed Natsuhiko would be. Because I could hear his hard breathing for restraining his anger as my head was resting on his chest. I wanted to calm him down and please him, so I took his wet shaft in my hand and pushed his chest gently, as if telling him to move back a little bit more.

Haru-san was fucking my ass with all his might, filling me in and do me in the way I desired. Natsuhiko was confused at first but he obediently backing up with my weak push until my head was reaching his crotch. I twist my body so I could lick his cock. It didn't matter that it was still in me not so long ago. I wanted to repay his kindness, by giving him the best fellatio he ever had.

Natsuhiko cupped my chin gently and turn my face to meet his affectionate gaze. "You don't have to do it if you're not willing to."

I shook my head and smiled, silently thanking him for his gentleness. I took his penis and wrapped it inside my mouth, licking and sucking him. Trailing his long shaft and mouthing his balls. I worked my mouth and my hand on his penis, trying the best I could to make him feel good.

Natsuhiko closed his eyes and sighed. His breathing was still hard, but it wasn't anger now, it was lust. He stretched out his long arm and took my neglected ones. Haru-san didn't even bother to touch it since he was in foul mood and dedicating himself fucking me good and hard.

I was hard in no time in Natsuhiko's touch. The pleasure from my front and my rear dizzied me and I melted in bliss. I was close to come and it won't take long for me to cum in Natsuhiko's hand as he also spasm and shoot his load in my mouth. I coughed and spilled the cloudy thick liquid off my mouth and swallowing the rest.

I was panting hard and tired all over, but it was barely finished. Haru-san hadn't come yet. He hoisted my body and sat me on his lap, pumping hard inside me. I clung on his shoulder like my life was depend on it, yet, slipping a lot because the sweat that covering our bodies. Again, Natsuhiko supported me from my rear, I let go my embrace on Haru-san and lean back at the younger twin, kissing him.

I winched when I felt a hot thick rod rubbing on the crack of my bottom. Natsuhiko was hard again and ready for his second. I was so afraid that he changed his mind and did the double penetration.

Natsuhiko smiled, and telling me not to worry. "I only rub it on you, if you don't mind," he said.

I nodded.

Natsuhiko rubbed his cock on my butt crack and moving his hand to my chest, playing my nipples. I was sighing and moaning in lust. I gazed at Haru-san, craving for his attention. He was neglecting me except only for fucking my lower body. He saw my look and smiled deviously when he finally took my penis and stroked it, leaning his body toward me and gave me his biting kiss, devouring my mouth.

"Ah... yes..." I sighed.

Haru-san was taking care of my body needed while Natsuhiko filled the hollow gap in my chest with his care.

As our body heat rising, the twins moved faster when reaching climax. One came inside me, filling my ass, and the other one came on my rear, soiling my back. I came last and spurted my semen on Haru-san's stomach.

I took both of the twin's faces and drew them close to mine. I smiled as the drowsiness took my conscious away... 

Now I'm feeling complete.

We are one; it can't be either of them. They must come in one set, because I'm incomplete without both of them, I realized before falling into the world of dreams.

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Both of them were still not moving from where they were. Sitting over the futon and leaning close one and another.

Even after those arguments, Kyou was never losing his hardness. It was bulging suggestively under his jeans. It seemed painful to be stuck inside for so long, so Mochidzuki reached out and undid his lover's jeans, releasing the growing shaft beneath it.

"Wait! No!" Kyou shouted.

When Mochidzuki managed to get it out, Kyou came in instant. His semen erupted in such force; spurted all over Mochidzuki's face. But even after cumming with all his might, his shaft didn't whiter.

"Waah! Sorry!!!" he said in panic. Wiping his lover's face that was stained with his thick liquid.

Mochidzuki smiled deviously and licked the trailing liquid from his nose to his upper lips.

"So thick, and so much..." he said, "I haven't done anything, and you already came in such force. And I see that your taste is still the same."

Mochidzuki pointed at the sky-blue briefs showing the face of Doraemon that was dirtied by semen now.

Kyou blushed, still cleaning Mochidzuki's face.

"That's why I told you not to touch it. I've been restraining my self from the beginning. Moreover, I even haven't jerked off since we break up. Merely touching and kissing you was enough to make me cum. And about my taste, it's none of your concern."

Mochidzuki chuckled and took Kyou's hand off his face and licked the semen that smeared all over his hand. He licked the palm, between his fingers, and finally putting his index and middle finger inside his mouth, licking and sucking while gazing at Kyou and giving away his most seductive look in his eyes.

Kyou gulped down his saliva. He was so tempting that made him wanted to ram him in immediately and gave him his sex.

Still with the seductive look in his eyes, Mochidzuki rose and brought Kyou's hand down to the place between his legs. He was on his knees, between Kyou's legs, straitening his back and opening his thighs, putting Kyou's finger—along with his—inside.

"Hnn!" he sighed. "Your finger is thicker and longer than mine. I tried to touch myself but it wasn't satisfying, mine are too small."

Kyou pressed the second finger in, moving it inside, stretching it. Licking the nipples that presented in front of his face.

"That's why you did it with those men?"

Kyou bit the perky bud hard, making his lover let out a crying gasp.

"Ahn!! N-no! It was after I did it with them. Sex with them weren't satisfying, so I tried to please myself..."

"Only with your fingers? I don't buy that," Kyou inserted another finger, made Mochidzuki winched.

"N... ah! I-I put other th-thing too... Hnnh!"

Kyou's finger pressed the pleasure point inside Mochidzuki, made him cried in bliss.

"What kind of toys?"

Mochidzuki clung on Kyou's shoulder, his legs started to give away. He wanted to use both hand to support his body better, but Kyou locked his other hand by pressing Mochidzuki's fingers with his inside his own hole. Kyou pinned the slender fingers between his rough ones. Forcing the finger to press that particular point.

"P-please... don't tease me... Aah...! Nnh...!"

"What kind of toys?"

Kyou repeated his question, continuously pressing the pleasure point, making his partner close to coming. But when he saw that he was at his peak, he squeezed the base of Mochidzuki's penis hard, preventing him to cum.

"Aaah! Y-you sadist..."

Kyou smiled. His eyes gleamed deviously. He seemed to like this controlling role, it switched on his sadist part.

"Tell me?" he asked again with the sweetest faking tone to tease the other man.

"W-with dildos, th-the vibrating ones, and b-balls..." his eyes started brimming with tears.

Kyou chuckled and held him, stroking his hair. "I'm sorry," he said, "I teased you too much."

"L-let me go then... I want to cum..." Mochidzuki pleaded.

Kyou released his grip on Mochidzuki's penis, stroking it gently, loosing and tightening it in precise movement, inviting his lover to cum.

"Hngg... Nnnh! Aaaah...!"

In his embrace, Mochidzuki shuddered as he spilled his semen onto Kyou's stomach.

"That's not fair, coming twice already..." Kyou said, pretended to be sulking.

Mochidzuki was silent, he waited until the pleasuring shivered was gone, then pulling away from Kyou's embrace. He laid on the futon, spreading his legs apart and opening his stretched hole with his index and middle finger, inviting Kyou in.

"Come then, fill me with your thick rod," he said, again with that seductive smile on his face.

Kyou had to restrain himself not to cum just by the sight. He was sitting on his knees, pulling Mochidzuki closer and put his legs over his thighs. He positioned his shaft in the opening, and pushed it in while holding on Mochidzuki's waist, preventing him from sliding away.

He entered slowly until his thick head was fully inside, stroking gently while pushing in little by little until he was completely sheathed. Mochidzuki's inner wall was twitching intensely; it remembered his shape. He thought he was going to cum just by leaving his penis inside him.

"Oh god," he moaned, "You're so warm. It feels so good inside you, Maou-san. I'm moving now."

He raised a little and lifted Mochidzuki's hip so he could move better.

Kyou stirred slowly inside Mochidzuki, savoring the delicious taste being inside him. Then pulling himself out and leaving only his thick head in, he gave Mochidzuki shallow strokes that made the man beneath him trembled. When Mochidzuki moved his hip and pushing Kyou's penis deeper into his ass, Kyou restrained his hip and continuing to give the shallow strokes.

It was a bitter sweet torture. Mochidzuki wasn't sated just by the shallow strokes. His whole body tingling and his inside were itching to be filled and stroked. He needed it to be inside him whole, filling him up, make him feel contented.

"I-it's not enough..." Mochidzuki writhed beneath him desperately. "I w-want more... Unh... Push it in deeper, fuck me harder!"

His eyes glistened with tears; his whole body blushed and begged for more of Kyou inside him.

He looked so sexy it snapped Kyou's self-control.

Ok, teasing time is over.

Kyou too, actually could barely suppress himself anymore, he was close to come. When the restraint broke, he rammed back in hard until his pubic bone hit his lover's sphincter, lifting his body along with the lower part of his lover, he started to pump vigorously and ravaging Mochidzuki's inside.

The squelching sound from their mixed liquid was so dirty. Liquid poured from Mochidzuki's inside with those vigorous movements, it was a mix between Kyou's pre-cum and his own body liquid. Kyou started thrusting faster and lifted one of Mochidzuki's legs and put in on his shoulder, changing their position. He wrapped Mochidzuki's penis in his hand; stroking it in the same rhythm with his movement.

The stirring stimulation made him dizzy, the pleasure from both his rear and his front felt incredible. Mochidzuki participated by moving his hip to meet Kyou's thrust. The heat in the room rising drastically. Their bodies were glistened in sweats. Kyou held Mochidzuki's leg and pumped back and forth harder, faster. The speed increased at the time they almost reached climax.

Mochidzuki stretched out his arms, wanting to hold his lover. Kyou put down the other man's leg and lean forward, caught Mochidzuki's body and brought it into his embrace. When he finally rammed in deep and stop moving. Both Kyou's penis and Mochidzuki's inside twitched.

"Hnggh... ah... ah... Aaah!!"

As Mochidzuki's cry reverberated in the room, followed by Kyou's groan in his deep baritone voice, they came together...

It was indeed the best sex they ever had. Kyou's head felt light and floating. He waited a bit until his penis softened and slid out from Mochidzuki'd hole. Thick cloudy liquid dripped down from the stretched hole, soiling the futon.

He moved and lay next to his lover, tried catching their breaths together.

Kyou turned and lying on his side to face Mochidzuki, he stroked his beautiful face, pushing away his messy, wet hair strands that stuck on it because of sweats. Mochidzuki took Kyou's hand, closing his eyes, and rubbed his face onto his lover's palm, gently kissing it.

"Thank you, Kyou..." he said. Glancing his lover with dreamy eyes.

Kyou rest his head on his other hand, supporting it with his elbow. Mochidzuki was still holding his hand over his face; Kyou caressed his cheek with his thumb.

"For what?"

"For being here with me. Renewing everything. Make my life brighter," he smiled.

"You're very welcome," Kyou said.

Kyou moved and held his lover, kissing his sweaty forehead lovingly.

"Hey, Maou-san?"

"Hmm?"

"I have a demon lord [ma-ou] in my room now," he jested and laughed. Making a pun out of Mochidzuki's name.




Outside the room, Makoto was sitting in front of the door, blushing hard. The apartment wall was too damn thin that he couldn't help to hear the faint embarrassing sound from the inside of the room.

He came back because he left his wallet inside his traveling bag, but he didn't dare to knock and disturbed them since his brother had already busy with his 'activity'. He was confused where to go, so he just sat there like a guard dog and shooing curious residents who stopped when they passing by because of the suggestive sounds.

Makoto ruffled his hair dreadfully.

"C'mooon. Hurry up guys. I want to get iiinnn...!! I'm hungryyy..." he wept.

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Both of them sat on the futon Kyou prepared for the sex. He was being careful for not wanting his lover's back got scratched by the rough, worn out tatami mat covering his apartment floor. There were almost no distance between them; skin brushed the other skin, melting into one. The heat was rising and their breaths were getting heavier in lust. And there he was, presenting himself in front of Kyou's eyes, naked, and stripping Kyou in return, amazed by the size of Kyou's erection beneath his jeans.

"Leave it," Kyou whispered in Mochidzuki's ear when he started to undo it. "I'll cum if you touch it, let me do it myself."

He undid his pants but leaving it still on, got distracted and caressing his lover's body instead. Stroking every place he touched, he admired the pearly white body that lay beneath him. His faint scars were barely visible to see, he traced it one by one with his fingers, looking grim.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Mochidzuki said.

"But it still does... Here, right?" he touched his lover's left chest.

Mochidzuki smiled, "I'm ok now. Since I'm with you..."

Kyou smiled as he laid his lover over the futon.

Mochidzuki was actually still didn't like the idea of Kyou get on top of him. But Kyou had always putting up with his selfishness until now, so at least he wanted to repay the favor. He had to endure it. He was shivering, but Kyou gave him light kisses all over his head, to neck, to his chest, to calm him down. His caress was gentle, and he did want to stop trembling, but he just couldn't help it. He shut his eyes closed and wished that it’d be over soon.

Kyou's caressed on his body stopped.

"If you don't want to, let's stop, Mochidzuki-san," he said with tender voice, pampering him with his kindness.

Mochidzuki shook his head that was hidden behind his crossed arm over his face.

"Let's do it your way, then," Kyou suggested.

He meant the usual way. The Cowgirl position.

Mochidzuki shook his head again.

Kyou sighed and gently took those hands away. He cupped his chin and turned it toward him. Mochidzuki were still obstinately closed his eyes.

"Then look at me properly," he said. "Otherwise I'm just one of the rapists who forced myself on you, Mochidzuki-san."

The eyelashes of the older man quivered as he forced himself to open his eyes. Feared that he would see those evil silhouettes again. But as the darkness fade and light reached his sight, he saw the affectionate face of his lover, gazing at him tenderly. And his shivering stopped.

"That's it, just look at me. See that I'm the one who's holding you, Mochi... Maou-san," Kyou corrected his words. He boldly started to call Mochidzuki by his given name.

"You..." Mochidzuki protested, but his lips were sealed by Kyou's kiss.

"Call my name, Maou-san. Please?" he begged.

Mochidzuki frowned.

But he quickly gave up.

"K-Kyou..."

Kyou smiled so bright that it would over shine the sun.

Mochidzuki loved that smiling face very much. It was so pure and honest, and his eyes giving out all his love at him.

"Kyou... Kyou..." he repeated his lover's name and felt those funny tingling sensation on his stomach again. As if there were butterflies wings fluttering inside it. This time the butterfly soared up to his chest, emitting this unbelievably pleasant sensation that he couldn’t help to smile.

He stretched his hand onto Kyou's face and drew it to his and gave him a deep kiss. Kyou's tongue slid into his mouth and stroke his mouth-roof, made him shuddered.

Kyou’s right hand moved over Mochidzuki's chest and ran his finger down on the perky small bud on his chest. He rubbed it between his thumb and middle finger and flicked it with this forefinger. Mochidzuki's body jumped in surprise. He never felt that kind of sensation before, since he never let anyone touched him.

Kyou pulled back his head and moved to the other side of the chest, licking the pink nipples before he suck on it. Mochidzuki's body jumped everytime Kyou's tongue lashed on his sensitive nipple, while the other hand flicked the others.

"You're so sensitive," Kyou said, captivated. "Just like a virgin," he grinned full of lust.

Mochidzuki never knew that he was, and hearing Kyou saying it out loud was so embarrassing.

"You're talking like a dirty old man..." he grunted.

"I think I'll put the blame on you. Since you changed me like this," he talked with his mouth still on Mochidzuki's nipple.

His every single word made his tongue brushed on the nipple at random, sending pleasuring sensation in Mochidzuki's body that made his penis erected even without being touched.

Kyou was just realizing it when the sweet nectar started to soil at his white stomach.

"Don't look!" he protested.

"How can I'm not? I'm looking right now. I'm captivated by you, Maou-san."

Kyou sat back to get a good view of his lover’s naked body. Mochidzuki's body blushed into peach pink and he hid his face behind his palms.

"So cute!!" Kyou hugged his lover's passionately. "I can't believe you're so shy! Remembering that you used to take the lead every time we had sex."

"I-it's different now!"

"Because you don't take the lead? You're shy because of that?"

"J-just shut up and continue!" Mochidzuki snapped, still hiding his face.

Kyou took his right hand and kissed it. "At your command, my princess..."

The faded color on Mochidzuki's body renewed.

Kyou grinned ear to ear like a Cheshire cat.

He continued to work on the nipples for quite some time, then headed to the lower part; the neglected perky item between Mochidzuki's legs.

"I've never done this before, so please excuse my bad performance," he said before licking the cute pink penis and massaging the balls.

He didn't know exactly what to do, but because he's a man, he did know which part that felt good. And he tried to remember the way Mochidzuki had done to him.

Everything felt new for Mochidzuki, he was the one who used to do the touching and foreplay. The sensation of others touching him was completely different when he touched himself. Electricity shocked him everytime Kyou touched his somewhat overly sensitive body. As if it was an aphrodisiac had turned him on more than usual. He writhed away, couldn't take anymore of this over-stimulating sensation. Just a touch of Kyou’s tongue on his penis was enough to make him come.

Kyou held his lover's hips and locked them from running away while he deep-throat Mochidzuki's penis, moving his head up and down, sucking hard, rolled it with his tongue, and playing it with his teeth gently.

"No... Ngh! Ah...! Ah! Stop it or I'll cum!"

"Cum, then," he said, still mouthing his lover's shaft.

"Nhhng! Aah... Ah, ah! Aaaah!"

Letting out a crying gasps, Mochidzuki came.

The thick white liquid spurted inside Kyou's mouth, to the back of his throat. He caught every single drop of it, and sucking the remaining inside.

That was fast, he never cum that fast before. And even after the orgasm, he wasn't sated. He wanted more. His face blushed, his body was sweating, his breath was short and hard, and his teary eyes seemed dreamy and wanton. He wanted Kyou's shaft sheathed inside him, fucking him raw and gave him the greatest pleasure in his life.

After savoring the taste for a while, Kyou opened his mouth and pulled out his tongue, letting the thick liquid poured down and caught it in his palm before rubbing it into Mochidzuki's hole, lubricating it.

Mochidzuki's dreamy eyes widened in disbelief.

"Where in the hell did you learn that?" he asked.

That was a dirty—in a sexy way—thing to see.

"You," Kyou smiled, licking the leftover on his lips, swallowing it down.

He rubbed the hole more and pushed two fingers in easily. And he frowned.

"It's so loose down here," he complained, "Have you slept with anyone after we break up?"

Mochidzuki lowered his gaze in regret. He couldn't lie. "Yes," he said. "But only in the beginning!" he quickly added.

"How many men?" Kyou asked sharply.

"....."

"How many?!" he raised his voice.

"Th...three..."

Kyou pulled his fingers out of Mochidzuki's hole and retreated back, turned around and buckling his jeans. Mochidzuki got up and support his body by his elbow, watching him in incredulity. As Kyou raised and walked away, Mochidzuki stopped him by his arm.

"Please," he said, "Don't go... don't leave me like this."

Kyou was silent.

"I... it was just a spur of moment. It doesn't feel good because they're not you."

Kyou clenched his fist. Getting angrier.

Mochidzuki saw it.

"I know it was wrong, but because of that, I realized that it can't be done without you," he paused. "That it had to be you..."

Silent.

"Say you're sorry," said Kyou in strict tone over his shoulder.

"What?"

"I said, say you're sorry! Any kind of normal people would've done that when they made mistakes!"

"I-I... I'm s-sorry..." Mochidzuki stuttered. But the words sounded sincere.

Kyou turned around and almost jumped when he reached out to his lover and hugged him.

"That's all I need," he said. He forgave him, but he still sounded disappointed. "Promise me that you'll never sleep with anyone but me."

Mochidzuki nodded.

"I won't. From now on, I'm all yours, Kyou..."

That's it. That's the grand finale.

Now that Kyou was sure that Mochidzuki was entirely his, he could be a bit relief. So the guarding tasks were down to only chasing the wolves away from his property.

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Ever since the fever incident, Kyou started to spend nights in Mochidzuki's apartment. But after sex, he always drove him out of bed to sleep on the sofa. Kyou obediently did as he told, however, eventually he started noticing that Mochidzuki was actually hated sharing the same bed with someone else other than having sex.

Then he became aware of his nightmares.

Every time he spent a night in Mochidzuki's apartment, he always heard this unpleasant moaning from his bedroom. So at one time, he sneaked in to see what was going on in there. He quietly opened the door and saw Mochidzuki writhed in his sleep restlessly, while mumbling something that sounded like, "Let me go," or "Please don't," repeatedly. It made Kyou wondered what had happened to him in the past that caused those nightmares.

But since Mochidzuki had never started any conversation to discuss it, he never asked. Considering that he might not wanted anyone to know about it or he didn’t trusted Kyou enough to tell the story.



It was past a month since the first time Kyou agreed to sleep with him for the sake of his family. And he'd lost count of how many times they had slept together. His body had gradually accustomed to the pleasure, he didn't think that his hand could satisfy him anymore when he masturbate.

Kyou also started participating when they have sex. He learned to move his hip following Mochidzuki's rhythm. Sometimes he moved in his own pace, fasting or slowing down at his own will. It felt so good being inside Mochidzuki, where his hot insides wrapping him whole, squeezing, and milking him out. Once, he pulled out and ram it back in one movement; it caused Mochidzuki came at once and complained, but Kyou laughed over it and said that it did felt good since Mochidzuki came right after he did that.

Subsequently, Kyou became greedier.

He wanted more...

Mochidzuki seemed to like the cowgirl position, but Kyou wanted some variation. Yet, he never let him did it.

But patience had its limits, so when Mochidzuki called him to come over to his apartment, Kyou was determined to force him to do some other sex position. Being so many times laid in bottom, he wanted to be on top for once in a while.



Kyou knew if he had asked for it from the start, Mochidzuki would only blatantly refused and cuff him on the bedpost again. So he should be patiently waited until he was inside him and then he took charge while the other man lost himself in pleasure.

He had prepared himself with some 'knowledge' he searched in the internet. He knew some basics from seeing what Mochidzuki had done to himself; such as lubricating and stretching the hole before entering. But aside that, he knew nothing. The source was telling, foreplay by touching and stimulating certain spots were good to built up the sex mood; like nipples, earlobe, nape of the neck, etc. But he had to find the pleasure point himself, because each people had different ones. And all these times, since it was Mochidzuki who always giving him blow jobs; maybe he should try that once too.

Sex poses; there were so many of them, from the normal position such as missionary style, doggy style, 48, 69 [and he started wondering, what’s with the numbers?], until the kinky ones he couldn't even dare to see. Maybe for starters, he'd used the missionary style. He could get a better view seeing Mochidzuki's face from on top of him.

Just thinking about it already made him excited and got him a boner without realizing it. He had to endure not to jerk it off to save it for tonight. So it took him 30 minutes to calm himself down by started thinking something unpleasant like the macho transvestite that flirted at him the other night when he accidentally bumped her—err... him after coming home from a drinking party his college friends had. And a sickening gore scene of a movie that he hated so much. And he moved to gross stuff like barf, diaper filled with poop, unflushed toilets, rotten dead body of animal complete with the maggots... Ok, now he already grossed out and felt like vomiting. The attempt worked. His boner was gone because of it, but he felt sick in return.

How foolish.




Then the long awaited email came; as usual, Mochidzuki was asking him to come right after his work shift. Kyou was grinning ear to ear while holding his cellphone as if it was the most precious delicate thing in the world.

Kanoe slapped the back of his head with a bundle of paper because he felt irritated with the silly grin Kyou wore the whole time. Kyou teased him and said that he was jealous because he had personal problem with Shinonome.

And it was a jackpot.

"A couple's quarrel is normal, Buchou," Kyou said, still grinning.

Kanoe snorted, "And you're the one who was so devastated just few days ago..."

"Somewhat the problem settled—well, not all, but—it's gradually getting better."

Kanoe strangled Kyou's neck with his arm and rubbing his fist on the boy's head—playing fight—while Kyou's arms flailing and gasping to get some air.

"Damn you and your stupid grin! It's just pissing me off!!"

"I give! I give!!" Kyou said, barely heard because he was still being choked.

Not having enough, Kanoe rumpled Kyou’s hair both hand avidly.

Right at the time Shinonome passed by the opened door of illustration division and saw Kanoe laughing and still playing fight with Kyou. His face became sour and he left without saying anything. Kanoe who was late to notice his existence, released Kyou and chased after Shinonome.

Kyou coughed and rubbed his sour neck and smiled.

"And they still not admit their relationship..." he shook his head unbelievably.

He often saw those two fighting over something silly and end up with either one of them sulking. It might be about politics, educations, holidays, or other trivia things. Usually, both had different opinions of one and another, and were very stubborn in keeping theirs, which always lead to an unnecessary argument.

Kyou thought it was nice if he and Mochdzuki could fight like that too. Not meant that he liked to fight, but with that kind of silly arguments, it meant that they’re close enough up to the point that they weren't being awkward at each other anymore.




Imagining having silly fights with Mochidzuki, Kyou couldn't help himself not to grin all the time.

"Was there something good happened?" Mochidzuki asked while preparing dinner, "You're smirking all the time."

It was actually a very late dinner since Kyou arrived just a little over 10.00 p.m.

"Eh, nothing," said Kyou, "It was just the same old fighting between Kanoe-san and Shinonome-san. It was so ridiculous seeing them arguing over something unnecessary like that."

"I see," Mochidzuki plainly commented.

Since Kyou was sick, Mochidzuki had always prepared a decent meal for Kyou everytime he invited him in. Because he knew that Kyou would be too lazy to search for dinner after work, or he didn't have any money to buy some.

Some research said that sex burned around 300 calories every 30 minutes, and they did it for hours. No wonder Kyou passed out at that time since he was busy, didn't eat properly, and Mochidzuki invited him almost every other day to have sex; it used up most of his energy and made him tired in no time.

Tonight, Mochidzuki cooked a large portion of omurice, and there's still more if Kyou wanted a second serving. Kyou always eat Mochidzuki's cooking with the same bright childish look on his face, so each time, he took some time to watch him eating his food.

Mochidzuki barely ate half of his regular portion when Kyou already asked for his second large portion. And he finished it in the light speed even before the other man done with his.

"Are you done?" Kyou asked impatiently.

Mochidzuki put down his spoon, "I think so."

"Good. Can we do it now?"

Mochidzuki smiled, "It's so unusual that you're being impatient like this."

Kyou stood up and walked toward Mochidzuki; showing his bulging erection that seemed like it would burst out of his fly in no time.

"I've been holding it since this morning; I can't hold it any longer."

The older man chuckled, "Shall I release it now?" he teasingly asked.

"No," Kyou refused at once, "I want it inside you."

For a second, Mochidzuki's eyes widened; surprised hearing Kyou's answer.

He stroked Kyou's cheek and smiled deviously, "You've became a well-trained pet."

Kyou was a little bit hurt by those words, but he swallowed his feelings and smiled.

"It's because you've trained me well," he said.



He actually wanted to take the lead, but the other man didn't allow him to. So he gave in; it was necessary to succeed his plan.

Yet, he almost came when Mochidzuki stripped him; a single touch aroused him more than it should, given that he was holding it since this morning. His tip continuously leaking pre-cum, made him wetter than he usually was.

Kyou was on sitting position when Mochidzuki moved on top of him and sat on his lap, rubbing their erection together, circled his arms over Kyou's neck and kissed him. This time he couldn't hold it in any longer, he came while devouring the inside of Mochidzuki's mouth like a starving animal. His cum stained both of their stomach, while their unswallowed saliva streaked down from the corner of Mochidzuki's mouth to the chin, and Kyou licked them like an over friendly dog.

Mochidzuki giggled because it felt ticklish, but he slapped Kyou on the head to stop him.

"Bad dog!" he scolded, "Behave! And how dare you cum before your master!"

Kyou pulled back and whimpered, made Mochidzuki laughed and rumpled his hair playfully. Kyou's short hair was soft to his touch, it felt almost like a baby chick's soft feathers. Kyou closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation, he unconsciously smiling.

"You look like a real dog," Mochidzuki said, cupping Kyou's face with his hands and lightly kissing the boy's lips.

"If I was, then this will be called bestiality," Kyou said half jokingly while returning the light kisses.

Even after coming, Kyou was hard again in no time and pushed his tip on Mochidzuki's hole and rubbed the softened rim; letting half of his thick head entered, pushing it halfway in and pulling it out again, continuously teasing it, patiently waiting until Mochidzuki begged him to push all of his length in.

Mochidzuki's face flushed with arousal, his eyes glistened and seemed dreamy.

"B—bad dog!" he scolded in sigh, so sexy made Kyou wanted to ram him in right away.

Kyou licked the tip of Mochidzuki's nose down to his lips that willingly parted so he could slid his tongue in to have a taste of Mochidzuki's mouth. While still gently pushing half way in and pulled it out again, forcing Mochidzuki to sighed and gasped in lust.

"Ah... ahn... Mmmh! S—stop that!"

He clawed Kyou's shoulder, holding his weight there because his legs started giving away.

"P—put it in... Ah! Don't tease me anymore."

That was the only command he needed, he rammed in on one move, sheathing himself inside the other man's warmth.

"AH!" Mochidzuki screamed in pain and pleasure, moving his hips in the same rhythm as Kyou.

Kyou touched his hips and directly shoved away.

"Don't touch me..." he said between his gasps.

Ignoring the prohibition, he pushed both of Mochidzuki's knees up and toppled him over the bed and topped him, holding tight the hips that tried to squirm away from him and gave him his sex.

But beyond his expectation, Mochidzuki started to have a panic attack; he thrashed, punched, and pushing him away.

"No! No! NO!! Let me go! Get off of me!!" he clawed Kyou's chest, made it bled, and writhed away from him.

"Mochidzuki-san?! What"s wrong?!" Kyou asked, ignoring the stingin pain from the claw wound.

"Let me go! I beg you... please... let me go..." he pleaded with wavered voice and started sobbing hard while hiding his face beneath his arms.

Kyou pulled out while Mochidzuki lay on his side and curled up like a ball, shivering.

Still confused, Kyou left the other man alone and excused himself to go to the bathroom to have his release.

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• Home • Indeed, Kyou kept his words. He would come whenever Mochidzuki called him and refused only at times when he was really busy with work or college tasks. Kyou did a great job by stubbornly lying like a dead tuna and refusing the pleasure, even though he still climaxed inside Mochidzuki each time they did it.

And he never spent a night at Mochidzuki's apartment, after they're finished, he would went straight back home no matter how late it was. So if it was too late to catch the last train, Kyou would go to a 24hrs manga café and spent the rest of the night there before he caught the first train. At this time, Kyou felt it was quite convenient that Mochidzuki had his apartment downtown, so it won't be hard for him to look for a manga or internet café to rest for several hours until the first train started to operate. He used to complain that it was such a waste of money to have a 2ldk apartment in downtown, while he lived alone.

Each time Kyou went straight back home after sex, he would catch a glimpse of grief on Mochidzuki's face. Kyou thought, if it hurt him so much; why didn't he ask him to stay? Because each time; Mochidzuki had always kept his silence and never once he asked for it.

Both of them are incredibly stubborn; it was like a competition of their endurance. Either Mochidzuki's heart would break first, or Kyou's body. Because they knew if Mochidzuki asked Kyou to stay overnight, he'd lost, and if Kyou was the one who willingly stayed, he was the one who lost the game.


It was only past two weeks after Mochidzuki's request to be sex partner, but Kyou had already felt very tired each time he had to fulfill Mochidzuki's demand in his spare time.

He really didn't want to go to campus today, he felt a little bit feverish. But there was a quiz in one of his classes that he had to attend to get his credit. But it seemed that it was useless to come, since he couldn't even concentrate at all and barely could answer the questions.

After the class, he went to the cafeteria to grab some lunch and a cup of coffee to energize his fatigued self. His head was pounding mercilessly made lining became such a pain as he get impatient waiting. And after he got what he wanted, he took an empty seat by the window, sipping his coffee while resting his chin lazily on the table, ignoring his kitsune ramen* he had bought.

"If you didn't eat your ramen soon, it'll become soggy," someone took his chopsticks and taking the sweet tofu skin from the bowl.

Too lazy to protest, still resting his chin on the table, Kyou looked up and saw Imejima Daisuke's cheerful face on the other side of the table, chewing his sweet tofu skin.

"Oh, it's you, Imejima," he said plainly.

"Eeeh? What's with the cold reaction?" Imejima playfully, looking dejected.

Kyou sighed and took his ramen bowl and start eating it, "Nothing, I'm just too tired, that's all."

Imejima rubbed his chin and observed Kyou, and then he smirked wickedly after realizing something.

"Hee~ Kuma-san, you look tired indeed, but your complexion looks good. A~ah, finally..." he hung his words.

"What?"

Imejima was grinning ear to ear, "Finally you've graduated from being virgin!"

Surprised, Kyou spewed out the noodles that he was chewing onto Imejima.

"Eww!! Gross!!!" Imejima pulled back and wiped out the noodles off his clothes with the tissue on the table.

"Serves you right for talking nonsense!" Kyou raised his voice.

Imejima chuckled, "You're upset, which means I was right. So, is your girlfriend too demanding? She must've been an experienced oneechan to overexert you like this."

Gave up arguing Imejima, Kyou leaned forward and rest his forehead on his intertwined fingers.

"Can I trust you with this?" Kyou asked, he looked deeply into Imejima's eyes. "Can you keep a secret?"

"It'll be an honor to me if the famous 'Yes Man' is willing to share his story with me," said Imejima half jokingly.

"I'm serious here."

"So do I," Imejima smiled, but he seemed a bit more serious this time.

"Fine, I'll have your words." Kyou pointed at Imejima to intensify his words, and sighed, "Well, that person is not actually my lover," he said, sound dejected.

"Awesome, Kuma-san! You got yourself a sex friend!"

Kyou glared at Imejima to shut him up, and then his face turned grim.

Realizing that Kyou was serious, Imejima looked at Kyou in sympathy.

"You really like this person, aren't you?" he said in soft tone.

Kyou rubbed both of his temples with his thumb and middle finger, "Yeah, but it's only one sided."

"But at least you got her body."

"I don't want just a mere body; I want the whole of it! I want to obtain the heart too..."

Imejima smiled full of meaning, "Hmm... Love sure can make you greedy."

"I think so... What should I do, Imejima? That person seems to not having any interest in serious relationship, only pleasure."

Imejima sighed, "That's a tough one you have there. Have you ever confessed to her?"

Kyou shook his head. "I didn't have any courage. I was so afraid that that person would severe all ties with me if I confessed."

"You're always like his, Kuma-san. You always hesitate to tell people how you feel, that's why they were always used you. It's ok to say it out loud sometimes. You won't be short of friends with that. Those who won't understand aren't fitting to be your friends."

Kyou had never thought that Imejima were actually cared for him. He glanced up at Imejima and smiled wryly.

"Thanks, Imejima. But this thing is the whole different matter."

"It's the same!" Imejima insisted, "If she couldn't accept your feelings, then she's not good enough for you. Then it's time for you to forget about her and move on."

Kyou chuckled, "It's so rare that you talk to me without inserting some insults in it."

"Hmph, I can be serious at times too, you know," Imejima pouted.

"I know, I know. Thanks for your support, Imejima," he tapped Imejima's arm in appreciative. "But I still can't confess now, it's way too complicated and I have to wait for the perfect timing."

"Just don't hesitate too long, or you'll lose her like you did on that Sasagawa girl."

Kyou's eyes widened in surprise, "You knew?!"

Imejima smiled wryly, "I've been watching you for all these times, Ooguma-san," he said in soft tone, "And I think I did the same mistake too..."

It was very rare that he called Kyou with his real name instead of the teasing call of his 'Kuma-san'.

Then Kyou suddenly realized something.

"It can't be... Imejima, you..." he stopped halfway, hesitating again; afraid that he would ask the wrong question.

Imejima stood up and patted Kyou's head, smiling. "Just hang in there," he said closing their conversations before he left Kyou alone in the cafeteria.



Kyou wasn't in the mood today when Mochidzuki called him again.

He was lying still on the bed, playing the same old 'dead tuna' act, but his lower part didn't react like usual, no matter how much Mochidzuki stimulated it. He wasn't in the mood because he partly thinking about Imejima, and partly too fatigued to get his little brother up, even though the sensation was still there.

Mochidzuki who was giving him a head became pissed and bit Kyou's unenergetic manhood quite hard, causing him yelped in pain.

"Focus here!" Mochidzuki complained, "I won't get any fun if I can't get you hard at all."

Kyou sighed and looked up at Mochidzuki between his legs, "I'm sorry, I don't think I can do this today."

He rose, but Mochidzuki quickly moved up and held Kyou's shoulders with his hands. Using his body weight, he pressed him back down to the bed.

"Stay there!" he commanded.

Mochidzuki left the bed to his closet and rummaging it to find something. Not long, he returned to bed with a pink furry handcuff.

Not with the tying up game again... Kyou complained inside his heart.

Though he was complaining, he didn't resist when Mochidzuki cuffed his hands on the bedpost. But he was surprised when the other man took something else with him. It was an ellipse pink ball smaller than two fingers with a cable that attached it to some kind of rectangle controller.

He switched it on and he ball started to emit a buzzing sound and vibrated. Kyou's eyes bewildered seeing the alien thing.

"If the normal method didn't work out, so, shall I try a new one?" Mochidzuki said while closing in on Kyou's crotch.

"Wait! What are you—AH!" he screamed in surprised as the vibrated ball touching his manhood.

The vibration tickled him and giving different sensation from the usual touching, licking, and sucking. The new sensation made him hard, even though he was supposed to be too tired to get excited. His pre-cum dripping off his tip and trailed down its length.

Mochidzuki smiled devilishly as he seen Kyou was getting erect. He wrapped the cable on Kyou's erection and made the vibrated ball stuck there. Kyou wanted to get rid of it but his hand was bounded tightly over his head, and yanking the cuff was a waste of energy and only hurting his wrist.

A shiver running down his spine, the tingling sensation from the vibration stir him up inside out, made his already dizzy head pounding harder and he felt like his head was going to explode.

"Nghh!! Ah! Ha... ah! P-please, take it off..."

Ignoring Kyou's plea, instead of taking it off, Mochidzuki leveling up the vibration that made Kyou's hip jumped for its uptight sensation and his screamed was getting louder and louder. He couldn't take it anymore; it was so intense he'd come soon.

"Ah! AH! Hah!! P-please... take it off... Ah! I can't! Ngh!! I-I'm begging you... Hnnnn..."

Kyou threw his head back and arched his back before he came unwillingly.

His cum splattered over Mochidzuki's face who was watching him intensely between his legs. He took the semen on his face to his lips and licked on them. His eyes were demanding made him looked so damn sexy. Kyou was panting hard and his body covered with sweat. His head felt hot and heavy as his vision blurred. There was still the tingling sensation left on his lower stomach that was caused by the vibration of the ball. Even though he just came, his erection hadn’t softened yet, it felt hot and burning.

Finally, Mochidzuki removed the vibrating ball and moved himself on top of Kyou's shaft. He sat on Kyou's erection and shook his hip back and forth, rubbing their erection together before finally he took all of him in and started to move his hips.

"Aa~h... you’re thing is hotter than usual..." he said while straddling Kyou.

The words sounded so far in Kyou's ear, it's gradually getting faded, and his sight also darkened.

His fatigue took his consciousness away...



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*Kitsune Ramen : Japanese noodle [ramen] with sweet tofu skin topping.

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