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Evolving Feelings - Discovery II	By : Svein Category: +A through F > Bloody Roar Views: 1269 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Discovery II
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Epilogue
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It was already dark when Yugo arrived home, but that was not surprising, considering some Saturdays he practiced kickboxing until night time. What did surprise Kenji was seeing Yugo walk inside without the sweat glistening on his skin. In fact, he was still wearing the same black Lycra t-shirt he had left home with.
"You didn't train today?" Kenji asked, a little intrigued.
"No, I needed some time alone to think about stuff." Yugo replied as he walked to the living room and flung his bag on the couch. "What's there for dinner?"
"It's still 7, I haven't made dinner yet. Want anything in particular?" Kenji was a bit curious about the evasive answer, but decided not to pursue the subject.
"Hmm... something light I guess. I didn't train today."
"Alright."
Yugo gobbled a few mandarin oranges to stave off the hunger and spent the next two hours lazing about while flicking through the sports channels. Since there was nothing of interest going on, he settled for some fighting DVDs he had bought a few months ago, but hadn't had a chance to watch yet. The man seemed to be in a good mood. Kenji joined him on intervals, and they exchanged comments about the fighters' techniques. When dinner time came (Kenji's idea of a light meal was curry rice with eggs and chicken), they ate on the sofa while watching the finals of last year's karate championship. Kenji seemed unimpressed and said he could do better than the champion of his weight category. The scary thing is: with just a bit of training, he possibly could. Yugo dared him to. Kenji replied playfully by saying the publicity would be too much of a hassle; they both laughed.
Kenji had just taken his plate to the sink and returned to the sofa when Yugo turned off the television, leaving the room in the dim illumination offered by the kitchen's light a short distance away. The only thing separating the small kitchen from the living room was a counter and three benches.
"Hey, weren't we going to watch the American boxing championship next?" Kenji asked, puzzled.
"Yeah, but I've changed my mind. Listen, Kenji, there's something I wanna talk with you about."
"Okay," the young man replied in a quiet, conversational tone and turned sideways to face Yugo in the sofa. By the looks of it, he was ready to parry any argument Yugo threw his way, but he wasn't quite prepared for what came next:
"Kenji, do you really love me?" Yugo asked, studying Kenji with a steady gaze. His voice was solemn, very different from the previous times they had talked about it. There was no trace of annoyance or dismissal.
Kenji's face, which usually carried an expression of relaxed indifference, became lined with seriousness. "Yes," he replied firmly.
"You won't give up, will you?" Yugo asked with the same solemn intensity.
"I love you enough to risk everything for it. Does that answer your question?"
"It'll have to do I guess."
"Why are you asking this?"
Yugo broke eye contact and scratched his head, trying to figure out how to answer. It was against his policy to plan conversations ahead of time, since this only made him even more nervous, so he hadn't prepared at all. In the end, he decided to just be a hundred percent honest. Then, forcing himself to look straight into Kenji's eyes, he answered:
"Kenji, I don't love you, at least not in the way you want me to."
This comment pierced Kenji's chest like an icy dagger, and the youngster averted his gaze involuntarily. He couldn't muster the courage to say anything.
Yugo noticed the effect of his words. If he left it at that, maybe he could dissuade Kenji from loving him. Yes, it would hurt at first, but then the boy would be able to move on, and Yugo wouldn't have to deal with this convoluted feeling. It was a very tempting path, but Yugo wasn't about to fall on this trap. He valued self-honesty too much for this.
"Look, Kenji, it's not what you think. It's a little more complicated."
"You don't love me, I get it..." Kenji supplied with a plaintive feeling. "You don't need to make up excuses."
Yugo breathed a deep, distressed sigh. "Kenji... If I could just decide to love you, I would. But it doesn't work like that. I don't know if I can fall in love. With anybody."
"What do you mean?"
"You remember Alice, right?"
"Yeah," the youngster replied slowly, warily. "But why does her name pop out now?"
"Because it was pretty much the same situation. She confessed to me and asked me to go out with her, and I did. But in the end I couldn't fall in love with her. You know the rest of the story."
Kenji nodded, understanding the similarities, but didn't say anything, so Yugo continued:
"The last time I fell in love was eight years ago. I was in high school back then, and there was a girl I was head over heels for. She was my first, I was so surprised when she said yes. We dated for about six months, I was ready to marry her – for real – but one day, after we'd had sex, she told me it was the last time. She said she wanted to break up because she didn't want to marry a fighter, and I didn't want to give up my dream for her. There was nothing I could say, really."
For Yugo, this was still a very painful memory – a simple look at his face was enough to convey this feeling, but one could also tell by the way he rushed the sentences, not wanting to dwell on this a minute longer than necessary. The boy found he couldn't truly relate, not having gone through anything remotely similar, but he could at least understand. For the first time, he realized people could be left deeply scarred by very simple events, and he wondered if the same would happen to him by the end of this conversation.
"Look," Yugo continued with discomfort, "I know it's silly, but I can't help it. I just never fell in love again."
"And the fact that I'm a guy doesn't make it easier," Kenji supplied.
"I don't know about that," Yugo admitted. "I could do it with you... I think."
"By 'it' you mean sex?" Kenji asked, still not fully believing what he'd heard.
"...yeah," Yugo answered with embarrassment, averting his eyes for a moment.
"Now, that was unexpected," Kenji commented. "And what about me being your brother?"
"Honestly, that part still bothers me, but in the end I guess you're right. We've known each other for only three years and we're not even related by blood, so... yeah."
Kenji was a moment silent, pensive. "If we start going out, we'll never be brothers again... This is the only thing that stopped me from confessing sooner, you know."
Yugo sighed. "Kenji, you're the one who pressed me into a corner, so now I'm leaving the decision in your hands... I can't promise to fall in love with you, all I can do is give it a chance. Are you really willing to risk everything for this?!"
Faced with this question, Kenji's determination wavered. The rational side of him weighed the risks and told him not to go through with this madness. If Kenji pulled back now, he would suffer, but in the end it would preserve their current relationship. It was the safe choice, and in time Kenji might find someone else to fill the position he was now wishing from Yugo. However, Kenji intuitively knew a part of him would die if he did this. It was a poignant, heartrending feeling he was unable to suppress or ignore. Belatedly, he realized it was already too late to go back.
"Yugo, kiss me," Kenji spoke softly – half asking, half demanding. The look he gave was a devouring one that said I want you in no unclear terms.
Yugo felt his face flush and was suddenly grateful for the low illumination. He closed the few inches separating them and tentatively wrapped his arms around Kenji's small frame. Kenji, in return, put his hands on Yugo's back and pulled lightly. Feeling encouraged, Yugo brought his face closer, closed his eyes and put his lips over Kenji's mouth, which parted slightly to let him in. They started a slow, careful kiss, exploring the contact of the lips first, then intertwining the tongues in a steady, sensual dance. Yugo found he liked the taste of Kenji's mouth.
Over the next few seconds, he grew bolder and more excited, pressing his body against Kenji's and leaning in on him, which forced them to lay on the sofa. The kiss continued, but Yugo found he wanted to feel Kenji's body, so he pulled up and proceeded to hastily remove Kenji's shirt. Obligingly, the boy pulled up slightly, to make it easier. Yugo, then, took off his own shirt with a single motion and closed in on Kenji once again, covering the youngster's body with his own and resuming their kisses, which had grown more and more passionate. Yugo was an expert lover and, despite his earlier misgivings about doing it with a guy, was finding it very easy so far.
Yugo rubbed his muscled body against Kenji's wiry one, exploring the sensation. It was a nice, tight fit – he could feel both his pecks and abs in contact with Kenji's despite their difference in height. One of Yugo's hands was caressing – more like ruffling – Kenji's hair, while the other made a trail over his arms, back and bottom. Kenji was enjoying a somewhat different feeling – while he was hairless down to the love trail, Yugo's chest was quite hairy, but it was a thin, straight hair, somewhat like the fur on a wolf's underbelly. It was like having his whole torso caressed simultaneously.
Somewhere along the line, Yugo grew aware of something hard rubbing against his lower abs – Kenji's cock had grown excited and was asking for some attention. Even though they were still clothed down there, it was awkward to have another male's erection rubbing against him. Tentatively mimicking what he would do with a girl, Yugo brought his hand down and started massaging the region. For some reason, his masculine pride was satisfied to find out his own dick was much bigger than Kenji's. The youngster responded to the movements by starting to rock his hips against Yugo's hands while letting out almost imperceptible moans of satisfaction. Yugo found the sound of Kenji's lewd voice to be extremely sexy. Yugo continued to kiss Kenji while stroking the length of his cock through the pants.
After a moment, that awkward initial feeling gave way to a rush of excitement, and Yugo felt his own cock starting to respond. Playfully, he adjusted his body's relative position and started rubbing his own cock against Kenji's while looking at him with a sensual, domineering smile. The youngster gave an impish grin and put his hands on Yugo's hair, bringing his head down to kiss his neck. Yugo obliged with great satisfaction, exploring the region with his mouth – kissing, sucking, licking, nibbling. His tongue soon discovered that the young man was sensitive behind the earlobe, drawing a stifled whimper.
Yugo's cock was a hundred percent ready for action, so he pulled up once again and undid his trousers. Before removing it, he playfully rubbed his own underwear – white boxers – while fixing Kenji with a lewd smile. The youngster didn't waste any time, he took this opportunity to remove his own shorts and underwear all at once, revealing a rock-hard erection. Kenji's cock was slightly above average in both size and girth, but on his small body it looked very nice. Looking directly downward, Yugo was surprised to find he was excited by the view. Impetuously, he leaned in on Kenji and pinned him against the sofa once again, rubbing his own large cock against the chiseled abs, while Kenji's cock rubbed against his balls. Kenji firmly wrapped one arm around Yugo's large back while using the other to press the man's bottom in time with the rocking motions.
They explored this dynamic for a short while, and Kenji soon found he was getting dangerously close from all the excitement, so asked Yugo to wait and pressed his chest upwards, indicating for him to move. As Yugo pulled up and got on all fours, Kenji slipped down between his legs, positioning his head directly below the man's nether regions, then started licking Yugo's balls and thighs while steadily jerking the man's cock – drawing the short, uncut cap all the way up and down over the head. Yugo was pretty hairy and probably had never considered the prospect of shaving his own nether region, and more than once Kenji had to stop to remove a pesky, curly hair from his tongue. Still, Yugo's balls and thighs were pretty sensitive, which the young man found out by gazing at his lover's face. Even in the dim light, Kenji could tell Yugo's eyes were closed, lips parted, breathing deep, and his expression could be described as absolute delight.
Soon enough, what had started as a teasing stimulation turned into an action-packed blowjob. Kenji had taken the head of Yugo's cock in his mouth and, although he was unable to deep throat something that cumbersome, the young man was using his lips, tongue, mouth and hands very well. The shape of Yugo's cock – arcing slightly downwards – made it easier for Kenji even in this uncomfortable position. Yugo couldn't help but wonder where Kenji had learned how to give such a godly blowjob. Soon, the pleasure was such that, as Yugo breathed out, he was letting out low "Ahh's" of pleasure. A couple of minutes more and he would be ready to come.
Not wanting to be just on the receiving end, Yugo withdrew and got out of the sofa, sitting on the ground. Kenji looked confused, but then Yugo said: "Let me do it for you too." Unceremoniously, Yugo wrapped a hand around Kenji's shaft and started jerking it in a moderate rhythm. Kenji's cock was cut and almost uniform, straight as an arrow. It felt more than a bit awkward to touch another male's member, but Yugo forced himself to endure, knowing he would get used to it in a moment. Kenji's whole nether region was shaved clean, and Yugo couldn't help but look at that in amazement, mentally comparing it to his own, which was hairy and unkempt.
Yugo found he was right: the uncomfortable feeling did go away after a short while. Now came the hard part. The man tentatively brought his head closer and started giving Kenji's balls a couple of long licks while jerking his own cock and Kenji's. Understanding what was going to happen, Kenji shifted to lay on his side. This was something he had only dreamed of, never expecting for it to actually happen.
If jerking another man hadn't been awkward enough, licking their balls was definitely the weirdest sexual experience had ever been through (and that included the time Alice had tried to stick a finger on his hole). That combined with the subtle smell of Kenji's abundant precum caused the feeling of awkwardness to return with full force. As a result, Yugo's shaft lost some of its stiffness, threatening to go limp. The man closed his eyes and intensified the rhythm of the strokes on his own cock, somehow managing to salvage the situation.
Yugo knew that, if he took any longer, his determination might falter, so he quickly leaned in and brought his mouth over Kenji's cock, taking only enough care not to brush it with his teeth. Against his expectations, the taste of Kenji's precum was pretty bland, just a bit salty, but then again his own precum tasted about the same, so maybe he shouldn't have been surprised. The smell was now barely an issue, but Yugo was afraid to open his eyes and confront the reality that he was sucking another guy. With eyes still closed, Yugo started moving his head, causing the head of Kenji's cock to rub against his tongue.
The sensation was nice, but not quite right. It was clear Yugo was having a hard time, so Kenji put his hand on Yugo's hair and gently held him. "Yugo, you don't need to force yourself."
Before opening his eyes, Yugo withdrew and turned to face Kenji, but couldn't escape catching a glimpse of the hard shaft, so he shifted his position slightly to avoid it entirely. "Sorry, I'm just... not used to it."
"It's okay, I didn't do well on my first time either," Kenji lied to make Yugo feel a little better. "I appreciate the feeling, but you don't need to continue."
For some reason, the last part hit a sore spot on Yugo's pride. Now he felt challenged. "You did it for me, I wanna do it for you too," he said stubbornly.
Kenji was a moment pondering this. If Yugo wanted to give it another try, why not? "Okay, but let me get in an easier position for you."
The youngster sat up on the sofa and spread his legs around Yugo's shoulders, so that Yugo was now kneeling on the ground between Kenji's legs and facing Kenji's member directly. The man gulped hard. Since he was tall, that position was practically perfect, but he was more concerned with the 'thing' in front of him. Kenji put both hands on Yugo's hair and, when their eyes met, smiled encouragingly.
Yugo tentatively put a hand around Kenji's shaft and ran his tongue over the head a few times. Kenji's cock had managed to produce some more precum, but, now that Yugo knew the taste, he found that the smell didn't bother him anymore. Maybe it had been just a psychological thing. What still scared him were the implications of this act on his self-perceived masculinity. A corner of his brain was chiding him for doing this "unmanly" thing. Never mind the fact that they were happily kissing and rubbing their cocks together just a few minutes before.
When Yugo was taking the lead, he didn't feel demeaned at all, so he tried to imagine he was the one in command. Once again, Yugo closed his eyes, but this time he focused on what he enjoyed about blowjobs, trying to simulate how his girl flings had done it to him in the past, and so he started using his lips in addition and making longer, more vigorous movements. He wanted to make Kenji feel good, he wanted to force those lewd moans out of Kenji's mouth. The mental exercise seemed to work – the blowjob was feeling less like a chore and more like a game of exploration, one he was starting to enjoy.
Yugo's masculine pride was gratified when soft moans of satisfaction started to escape Kenji's mouth, and so he found the courage to open his eyes and look up. Kenji had his eyes closed and was looking up in bliss, lips half-parted. And Yugo was provoking those feelings. Suddenly, the man no longer felt threatened by the cock in his mouth, and the mere thought that he might have been seemed laughable.
They continued this for a while, until Kenji told Yugo to stop because he was getting too close. Kenji then asked Yugo to wait a second while he retrieved something from the bedroom. Yugo decided to climb back to the sofa, since the ground was a bit cold. The youngster returned a few seconds later with a tube of an unknown substance, but Yugo could already guess its purpose – and he was excited by the idea. Smiling seductively, Kenji squeezed some of the lube into his left hand and rubbed it against his own entrance, pressing a finger inside, then another. While Kenji prepared himself, Yugo lay on the sofa and busied himself jerking off. He couldn't help but admire the youngster's build: soft muscular curves, chiseled abs, handsome face, cute butt...
Half a minute later, Kenji deemed himself ready and he climbed on the sofa, putting himself on top of Yugo. They kissed for a long moment, simply enjoying the feel of each other's body and the contact created by them. All the time, Yugo's cock rubbed teasingly against Kenji's lower region. Eventually, Kenji pulled up and positioned his hips so that Yugo's member was resting against the crevice of his bottom. Kenji pulled up a few inches and, holding Yugo's cock, guided the head to his own entrance, rubbing until it started to go in. Then, the youngster drove his hips downwards and into Yugo's large cock.
Too much, too soon. Kenji let out a pitiful whimper as his insides felt like they were being torn asunder and set on fire. It had been well over a month since Kenji had last had anal sex, and even then he had been mostly a top. Not to mention the fact that Yugo's cock was a great cut above Himuro's. As Kenji would one day find out, Yugo was ten inches, and this is definitely not the kind of thing one can take without good preparation. Yugo seemed to have noticed Kenji's distress.
"Kenji, stop," he said gravely.
"I can do it, just give me a moment to adapt," the youngster replied stubbornly, but the obvious pain didn't make him sound very convincing.
"No! That's not how I want our first time to be."
Slowly and carefully, Kenji complied, pulling up his hips. Yugo's cock fell on his abs and immediately started losing its stiffness, since the mood had essentially been killed. Yugo was very dependent on the psychological component of excitement for his arousal.
"Sorry," the youngster said meekly, averting his eyes from Yugo's.
"Hey, come here," Yugo said tenderly, putting a hand on Kenji's hair and pulling the boy towards him, so that Kenji's face was resting against his chest.
They lay together like that in silence for a long moment, but then Yugo noticed something hard pressing against his abdomen. The fact that Kenji's cock had managed to get hard again despite the pain its owner had just been through was kind of amazing. And kind of hot.
"Looks like someone's awake," Yugo observed playfully.
"Sorry," Kenji apologized, unable to keep the embarrassment from reaching his voice.
Yugo had never seen him embarrassed in this way before and found it quite endearing. Deciding words were useless, the man flipped over and positioned himself so that his face was directly above Kenji's, then leaned down to kiss him, pressing their bodies together. The boy didn't hesitate to kiss back. Yugo's cock responded quickly, and soon they were once again rubbing themselves together.
"Wait, I've got an idea," Yugo said. He got up, reached for the lube on the nearby table and smeared his own cock and abs with the slippery substance, then threw the tube to Kenji, who did the same, not even having to guess what was in Yugo's mind.
The man returned to the sofa and laid on top of Kenji, pinning him with the weight of his own body and fixing him with a perverted grin, which Kenji returned by wrapping his legs around Yugo's hips and pulling the man's head down for a long series of kisses, teasing and nibbling. As they kissed, they rubbed their cocks together and against each other's abs with increasing intensity. The slick surface of their abdomens proved to be a tight-fitting sheath for their cocks. Kenji, in particular, was greatly enjoying the feel of Yugo's body hair brushing against his cock. After a few minutes, the boy was being driven wild by the pleasure.
"Yugo, I'm getting close, stop!" He said.
The man responded by intensifying the humping movements against Kenji's abs and cock. The increased friction was too much, and the youngster came with a series of loud groans, smearing Yugo's abs and cock with semen. Kenji's lewd voice during his release was just too hot, hot enough to drive Yugo over the edge. The thought the he was the one provoking that reaction was extremely exciting. A few more humps and the man came too, letting out loud, hoarse groans.
When the two got up, panting, and saw the mess they'd made, they shared a look of accomplices and laughed. "Come on, let's take a shower," Yugo suggested and ambled leisurely towards the bathroom. Kenji followed with a victorious smile on his face.
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