I see dead people ( Impulse & Gatichan)

[Impulse]

Dante looked up at Rick with lidded bright blue eyes. He was panting softly, his lips puffed out a little and red. He felt hornier than ever right now and he could hardly believe that Rick was willing to touch him like this. It no longer mattered whether his father walked in on them or not. He needed this badly. Dante had been blessed with a small but lithe body. He was darker skinned with an olive shade, small freckles sprinkled across his cheeks, and he had a swimmer's body. Muscular and toned, but not beefed up per say. His body was very easy to toy with and manipulate due to flexibility. He looked at Rick and moaned a little.

 

He gasped in pleasure as Rick's hand encompassed his member and more pre-cum leaked out of him. "O-oh...oh God...." He wispered, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. His hips instinctively thrusted forward. His hand then slowly reached down, tracing the veins of his lover's member, studying its shape, rubbing ever so teasingly at the slit. He wanted to tease out Rick's pre-cum out of him. He then rubbed lower toward the base, rubbing at Rick's balls and watching his reaction with a mischievous smile. He squeezed Rick's balls just enough for it to feel good and not hurt like hell....if Rick could even really feel pain.

 

He then began to move his hand up and down Rick's member, feeling it pulse in his hands. It didn't feel cold...it felt warm. It felt like Rick was really alive, and he could see it in Rick's eyes that he himself felt alive as well. His breathing sped up just at the thought of taking Rick's virginity here and now. Then he watched Rick move down and take his member into his mouth and Dante had to exhale heavily and close his eyes to maintain composure. He then opened them to look down, finding watching Rick more exciting then anything. He moved his hand down to delicately brush through Rick's hair, tugging at it playfully on ocassion and whisping his fingers through it.

 

"Y-You're so perfect Rick..." He moaned, eyes rolling back in pleasure as Rick's tongue carressed his member. He could barely stand how amazing it felt. He had wanted this for so long...he only prayed to god that no one interrupted them because he knew he wouldn't be able to stop after this. He needed to be inside his newfound lover very badly.

[Gatichan]

The floor was dusty and down near the floor, an unpleasant smell reached Rick’s nose, but with Dante’s olive colored member in his mouth and the unfamiliar, yet delicious taste and smell of pre-cum in his mouth, it wasn’t difficult to blend it out his mind. Passing his hands over Dante’s lithe legs up to his bottom, Rick’s fingertips tenderly kneaded the soft flesh there. Slowly pulling his head back so that the length slipped out his mouth, he took a hold of it with a hand, looking up at Dante’s aroused face with an equally needy one, his eyes hazy with want. “I want you inside of me. Just please, let me taste you a little longer,” he begged, pressing his face closer against Dante’s balls to ever so gently nudge and treasure them with his lips.

 

How often had he watched Dante swimming and secretly wondered what it would feel like to actually see his friend up close and personal this way? Dante was more into ball games himself, so when he was playing, most of his body was covered up. Nevertheless, he had muscles in all the right places. Massaging Dante’s balls as he languidly licked around the base of his friend’s member, playfully teasing the head as he tasted, kissed, licked and carefully nibbled along the shaft, Rick called up images of Dante in a small red Speedo walking towards the deep end of the school swimming pool, of Dante getting up onto the step, of him raising his long arms over his head before he elegantly dived in with a loud splash. Groaning at the last image, Rick eagerly took Dante back into his mouth, licking up the profuse pre-cum and longing for more.

 

Perhaps it really would be best to suck his friend off right there, but Rick was too egoistic. He wanted to also feel pleasure. Reaching down to his own throbbing erection, he fisted himself fast, breathing out hotly against Dante’s twitching head. Masturbating felt good, but the sensation had been way better when Dante had been the one doing him. Pushing off the floor, Rick wrapped his arms around Dante’s shoulders from underneath and holding him tightly against him, kissed his friend passionately, without inhibition. “Now. Do me now. Right here- please,” he begged, turning around and facing the stall wall. Looking over his shoulder as he shoved his jeans and boxer shorts down so that they fell around his knees, he bit his lip.

 

He had imagined losing his virginity in a totally different way. He’d always dreamed that it would be with Dante, but somehow, in his mind he’d envisioned that when it occurred, it would happen slowly and be romantic, not fast and furious. But the longer Rick looked into Dante’s face, reaching back to take a firm hold of his childhood friend’s member and lead him towards his bottom, the more the current situation appealed to him. Please, don’t let Mr. Grayson come now.

[Impulse]

Dante moaned softly, looking down at Rick as his lover teased at his member. It was almost becoming too much for him. The way his lover's lips grazed across the sensitive skin of his shaft and balls...it made him want to cum right there. His breathing sped up a little as he watched Rick move down to fist himself. Watching the strength and speed of his jerking made Dante even harder for Rick. He let Rick pull him into the kiss and then watching Rick offer himself up to Dante. The boy couldn't help letting his eyes wander.

 

As Rick slipped his pants and boxers off, Dante eyed Rick's entrance, gently pressing his hands to Rick's bottom, squeezing his cheeks tenderly. "I've wanted this...for so long..." He whispered then, nuzzling into Rick's neck then looking to him. "I'm not going to enter you until I prep you first...I don't want to take the chance of hurting you..." He whispered. Even if they were timed and Rick was a ghost, hurting Rick wasn't an option. He loved Rick far too much to intentionally cause him pain. He slowly pulled his member out of Rick's hand and got down on his knees.

 

He spread Rick's bottom a bit to give him a better view of the entrance then closed his eyes and moved forward, the wet tip of his tongue carressing the outside of the hole. He then made a small noise as he tentatively pressed his tongue inside. He felt it slip all the way in to the base, moaning and thrusting it in and out just like he would with his member. However, his tongue proved a bit more flexible, pressing itself to taste Rick's inner wals and rub against them in light strokes. He then pulled his tongue out, breathing on the wet hole. He then replaced his tongue with a finger, pressing it in to the knuckle, then pulling out again to the tip. He thrust it in a little rougher, pressing it in and out, rinsing and repeating this process until he got to three fingers.

 

When Dante decided he was finished, he pulled his fingers out, licking them slightly before wrapping his arms around Rick from behind, holding him close. "I'm going to take you so hard...." He whispered, teasingly grazing the tip of his member up and down the now opened hole before pressing his head to the hole, just enough to keep it stretched but not quite putting it all the way inside. He was taking this nice and slow...despite their...unorthodox surroundings...he wanted to take Rick in a passionate way. He wanted Rick to feel taken care of and loved. This had to be as intimate as possible. He slowly began to push the head in, then the rest of his shaft. He tilted his head, eyes rolling back. He couldn't help gasping slightly at how wonderful being inside of Rick felt.

"Y-You're so tight...and warm..." He moaned into his lover's neck, staying still inside of him. For now, he was just relishing in the feeling of being inside his lover.

[Gatichan]

Was it supposed to feel this good? Was it normal that, the longer Dante’s eyes wandered over his naked, offered bottom, the harder and more desperate Rick became? Was it healthy to desire another human being as much as Rick wanted and needed Dane just then? Dante…Rick’s pulse spiked and he spread his legs, swallowing visibly. His member twitched and he had to fold his hands into fists against the stall wall to prevent from jerking off by himself. Simply having Dante standing naked and exposed behind him, so, so close was almost too much.

 

When Dante stepped closer, Rick’s hand unconsciously tightened its hold on Dante’s thick member. Oh God, would he even be able to have the patience to wait so longer? Shivering as Dante kissed his neck and whispered to him that he was going to make it as comfortable as possible for him, Rick moaned out. This was just too much. How could Dante, even though he was so obviously aroused, care so much about him that he was prepared to hold back until he was sure that Dante felt no pain? Would he even feel pain? Was he capable of feeling pain? Rick himself wasn’t so sure, but when he leaned back to kiss Dante with his mouth open, he felt pleasure.

 

Looking down at Dante through long lashes, Rick placed his hands over Dante’s hands on his bottom. “Please hurry. I can’t hold off much longer. And hold me- I want you to hold me when you’re inside of me,” he urged, his eyes wavering when Dante spread his butt cheeks and licked the entrance. A hard shudder wracked his body and the muscles in his legs tensed to prevent him from falling. First Dante’s nimble tongue, then a finger. Rick’s body tensed, tightening possessively and with desperate need on the finger, refusing to let it go. Rick gritted his teeth against the unfamiliar sensation of having something inside his body there, but it wasn’t unpleasant. If anything, it made him start to push backwards into the hand. He moaned as Dante inserted more fingers and then, finally, as Dante wrapped his arms around him from behind and prodded his entrance with his thick head, Rick could hold back his groans no longer.

 

“Do it. Take me as hard as you can. Don’t hold back,” he broke out in a deep, hoarse, needy voice Rick had never heard himself use before. Then again, he’d never been so turned on and ready as in that moment. And Dante, as perfect as Rick had always imagined him to be during the nights where he had masturbated, fantasizing about his childhood friend – and there had been too many nights to count – was going slow, even though by then they were both breathing hard. Tilting his head backwards so that it leaned against Dante’s shoulder, Rick breathed out in hot, sharp puffs as Dante slowly, ever so torturing, wonderfully, unhurriedly entered his body and then simply remained there, anchored deep with his body. Could he feel? “Oh…yes…” Rick rasped out thickly, reaching up to take a hold of Dante’s dark hair with his right hand and pushing his friend’s head up, covered Dante’s lips with his passionately. This was perfect. He felt filled, felt as tight as a violin string, felt closer to his best friend than he’d ever believe he’d feel. The pre-cum in his member was flowing faster now and he whimpered as he slowly circled his hips forward, letting go of the wonderful, long length, but then refilling himself as he backed against Dante. Reaching for his friend’s left hand, Rick firmly closed it around his member. “Do me,” he breathed out erotically, tightening his hand in Dante’s hair. “Do me as if there’s no tomorrow. Please, do me now…”

[Impulse]

Dante obediently wrapped his right arm around Rick, holding him close. He nuzzled into his childhood friend's neck.

"I-I've jerked myself so many times, thinking about doing this to you...pounding into you until neither of us could walk~" He whispered, moaning as he slowly pulled his hips back until nothing but his tip was inside of Rick's warm, tight entrance. "I always cum so hard all over myself thinking of you..." He moaned, thrusting his length all the way back in roughly. The warmth he felt thrusting like that felt so good.

 

His left hand quickly got to work, trailing fingertips up and down his thick cock before rubbing it sensually. He cupped his hand at his lover's slit, catching the pre-cum that was freely oozing out and then rubbing it up and down Rick's own member as a lubricant to make the length slicker. He then rapidly began fisting his lover's cock, rapidly pulling it up and down.

"Like that baby?~" He questioned as he sucked and bit at Rick's neck, determined to leave marks on his ghostly skin if possible. He wanted Rick to be his, physically, emotionally, everything. Giving him hickeys was another way of proving that.

 

He then moved his lips up, nipping at his lover's earlobe, teething it and licking at it. Dante's right hand moved to tilt Rick's head to look at him. He then kissed him deeply, moaning loudly as he forced his tongue against Rick's, wrestling it with animalistic lust and aggression. His cock pounded rougher and harder into Rick's warm entrance, looking for that sweet spot that would drive Rick over the edge. He removed his hand from Rick's member, needing the support. He held Rick's hips with both hands, digging his fingernails into Rick's skin and letting them sink in as he fucked his lover with reckless abandon. All concerns about treating Rick gently had gone out the window at the moment. He was too lost in the feeling of being in his lover.

 

Dante swallowed Rick's saliva over and over, eyes half-lidded but looking into Rick's as they kissed deeply. Their tongues tangled, entwined, untwined....it felt so perfect as they tasted each other. Dante was so lovestruck with his childhood friend...he couldn't imagine anything more perfect than what they were sharing right now. He began to piston in and out of his friend harder, trying to pay attention to his lover's reactions to tell when the found the little bundle of nerves that would drive Rick up the wall of the bathroom stall with pleasure.

[Gatichan]

Rick whimpered the first time that Dante partly began to pull out of him, shaking his head as he tried to tighten his hold on his childhood friend. “Please, come back,” he begged with a mew, pawing at his childhood friend, but then groaning out longing when Dante pounded back into him, refilling him. His groan became a gasp when Dante’s balls hit against his skin the first time. His friend’s confession drove pink petals to his lips and Rick bit his bottom lip, his eyes wavering as images of Dante masturbating by himself inside his room without restraint came to his mind. And to think, all this time he had been the central person in Dante’s life while Dante had been his most desired person. Why, hwy had they had to wait until he had died to confess their feelings for each other?

 

When Dante then began to masturbate him fast, using his own pre-cum as a natural lubricant, Rick was in heaven. And unlike Dante, who couldn’t afford to become too loud because of where they were, Rick didn’t hold back. Closing his eyes and tilting his head back against his lover’s shoulder, he moaned out, his breath hitching and coming out hotter and harder the more intense the tingling sensations in his member became. Dante’s fingers, even though he claimed to be a virgin, played him just right, touching him exactly the way that Rick needed to be touch, increasing the speed at just the perfect pace and soon Rick didn’t know anymore where to focus on as he thrust his hips into Dante’s hand to caress his erection, but also backwards to meet Dante’s thick, long member.

 

There was no pain, that was the beauty of it. All there was, was pleasure and the longer that Dante continued to thrust into him, licking and sucking lovingly at his neck, the higher Rick became. “Yeah…oh…yeah….” He uttered out when Dante whispered against his sweaty skin. “Talk dirty to me- bite me…do whatever you want to me, I’m yours,” he gritted out as he began to pound faster backwards against Dante’s groin and forwards into the tunnel of flesh his best friend had created. Dante soon needed to hold onto Rick’s hips to hold him in place as the attacks became more savage and Rick turned his face towards the stall wall, opening his fist and then clenching his hands closed again. Leaning his forehead against his right arm, he breathed out shakily. It was too much- it felt so perfect, so right- and then Dante finally angled his cock just right and hit him in a spot that Rick couldn’t describe, but when the pressure was just right, Rick lost control over himself.

 

With a sobbing, strangled scream, Rick came undone. Pounding his fists hard against the shaky toilet stall wall, his delicate long fingers transformed into claws and his body tuned into automatic. His hearing lost its clarity and when he screamed out Dante’s name in pure bliss, Dante’s whispered words sounded far away, almost as if Rick was hearing his lover with cotton wool inside his ears. And while he could still feel Dante’s energetic tongue licking and lapping up his sweat, what Rick felt most was Dante’s relentless hand racing over his erection wildly and Dante’s thick, pulsing member anchored inside him. As the world around him disappeared, all that Rick was capable of was rocking his body helplessly back and forth, carried by the force of his arousal and need, and all he did was feel. Doing it unconsciously, his cries grew rawer in intensity and became ragged, throatier, lustier and when he turned his flushed, sweaty face to Dante, Rick’s tongue licked over his tongue as his body spasmed, shooting out his cum.

[Impulse]

((Sorry! I had some intense musical practice yesterday and didn't get the chance to reply ; ~ )

 

Dante felt Rick's member throb in his hand as his lover's cum flowed freely. The contractions Rick was making around his own member sent him over the edge. Every possible feeling of joy and ecstasy ran through his veins, as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. He was in complete heaven and he quickly felt his own member throb deep inside of Rick. The arms wrapped around Rick quickly tightened -not so much as to hurt him, but Dante felt the need to hold onto something at this point- and he gave in with one final thrust. His warm fluids filled Rick in three spurts before his member softened.

 

Dante leaned on Rick for a moment, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath. He didn't know how he'd managed to do that without making a sound, even if he was used to being mute. Chills were still tingling down his spine just at the feeling of resting inside of him and the memories of what they had just done. He rested for one more moment before remembering they were on a time constraint and slowly slipping his member out of Rick's bottom. "A-ahn..." He moaned softly, looking up at Rick and grinning. That had been simply amazing.

 

The dark haired boy then brushed a hand through Rick's hair, hoping that he hadn't gone too rough on him. "Are...are you okay? Can you feel pain?" He questioned, hoping that the answer was no. After having to die in a car wreck, even it it was close to instantaneous, Dante didn't want Rick to have to feel any pain at all. One would think he had paid his dues in pain already, but Fate doesn't often compromise and Dante understood that. He then nuzzled his lover's cheek ever so slightly, grabbing a piece of toilet paper and blinked, looking up to where Rick's cum should have been. He couldn't help snorting.

"Ghost cum. Right. I guess that's what ectoplasm actually is." He chuckled then, tossing the paper absentmindedly into the toilet before looking down and pulling his pants and underwear back up.

 

He was surprised that one of his parents hadn't come for him yet, but he was also eternally grateful that they were giving him some time to be alone with Rick like this. Though, they thought they were giving him time to cry or mourn or whatever it was that Dante would have done if Rick had actually been dead. He nearly vomited just at the thought of that happening, trying to fight the wave of nausea that immediately came over him. He shook his head a little, brushing his bangs out of his eyes.

 

No...no any doubts about his sanity, any doubts about Rick honestly and physically being there had just been cured by this moment in the stall. There was no way all of this was a simple hallucination. What he had just felt then could never have been a figment of the imagination. This wasn't him coping, this was his love finally being realized in...a very unorthodox way. He then shook out of his thoughts and quickly returned to scanning over Rick, making sure he could hover alright and all of that whatnot. He opened the door to the stall once he was dressed and washed his hands nonchalantly, even humming a little tune now that he was sure that it was just them alone.

[Gatichan]

( no dude, this is simply unforgivable, making me wait for a reply, such a thing would NEVER happen to me...just kiddin'!!! Don't worry, I understand- due to work, I might also disappear here or there, so please don't worry. I'm just happy that you wrote back and such a long piece at that )

 

Rick was slowly, only very slowly coming down from the wonderful, indescribable high that he was on. In the slow descent back to reality, he faintly registered how Dante’s arms tightened around him, but he felt and thoroughly enjoyed experiencing how Dante reached his climax and peaked. He felt the extra pressure inside him and sighed out, fully satisfied. His only regret was that, facing the nondescript stall wall as he was, he couldn’t see Dante’s orgasm face. But he knew that he wouldn’t have to wait long to be able to see his best friend in such a perfect moment and lowering his hands so that they were entwined with Dante’s, he closed his eyes and smiled peacefully, feeling Dante’s body shudder against his.

 

Rick wasn’t a virgin anymore. And neither was Dante. And the best part of this all was that they’d lost their virginity to each other…something Rick had always dreamed and prayed would happen, but had never truly believed would. Rick would so have loved to have remained the way he was with Dante right then, pressed up tight, held with love, perhaps hear Dante whispering sweet nothings into his ear, but all too soon Dante pulled out of him. Rick breathed out uneasily, turning to look at his lover accusingly at the sudden lack of being filled. He didn’t feel complete right then, but when he saw Dante’s exhilarated smile, Rick found himself smiling back as well.

 

“Yeah, amazing and absolutely perfect,” he agreed, fully turning around to embrace his childhood friend and kiss him lovingly. Their wet members rubbed against each other and Dante sighed into Dante’s mouth. He really would have given almost anything to be able to remain right there with Dante forever, but as the wonderful warm bubble that he was in continued to grow smaller and reality returned, Rick’s delicate nose picked up the typical restroom smell and he remembered that somewhere outside, Dante’s parents were waiting for their son…and probably wondering what the heck was taking him so long. With a last sigh of regret, Rick pulled back.

 

Rick felt touched by Dante’s concern and closing his eyes, leaned into the hand that was sweetly caressing his face. “No, it was perfect, Dante. And no, I didn’t feel any pain. It was totally pleasurable, from beginning to end.” Opening his eyes, he gazed amorously at his lover. Yes, that was what Dante was from then onwards: his lover. A chill of thrill pattered down Rick’s spine and taking Dante’s hand after he’d tossed away the unused piece of toilet paper, Rick kissed him again deeply, suddenly feeling vulnerable.

 

How long would Dante remain interested in him? Just then Dante shook his head slightly and dread began to creep around Rick’s heart. He couldn’t know, of course, what Dante was thinking, but in that moment Rick began to shiver. He and Dante- their relationship would never work out. He was DEAD, for crying out loud. It was obvious that at some point or other people would begin to question why Dante didn’t have a boyfriend and eventually the questions and odd looks would become too much from him. And then…then Dante wouldn’t want to see him anymore and then where would Rick go? It wasn’t as if he had any other purpose to remain there on earth aside from Dante…right? That Dante turned and left, leaving Rick still standing there with his limp and wet member exposed, his pants and boxers still down around his knees, only made him feel even worse.

 

Just then the door to the restroom was thrown open and Mr. Grayson strode in, looking harried. “Dante? Dante!” he cried. Rick gasped audaciously and hastily tried to slam the door to the stall he and Dante had just had hot sex inside close, but of course his hands and arms went right through the stall and he lost his balance, landing flat on his face and with his pants still open on the dirty bathroom floor. “Ye-UCH!!!” Rick shuddered and shivered, hastily rolling over and standing up, began to jump around in disgust, waving his hands and shaking them out with a repulsed face. On his left, Mr. Grayson calmly began to tell Dante to hurry up and asked why on earth his son had taken so long.

[Impulse]

((*chuckle* I do my best and I understand. It's a busy time of year, with summer coming up. I absolutely adore this RP though

 

 

 

Dante couldn't help but notice the pain in Rick's eyes, and he opened his mouth to address it, then turning to see his father walk in. He couldn't help jolting a bit at his friend's cry and turning to look at what seemed to be invisible nothingness. Loud noises scared him, so the sudden yelp had startled him enough that it was noticeable. He then quickly turned his head back to face his father, hoping that he could play it off. He knew his father was probably going to put him through therapy anyway, but the last symptom he needed was voices in his head. He blinked a few times, then torn between trying to help his lover who was now wriggling around in a dirty ass floor that had god knows what on it, or trying to look sane for his father and walking out. In the end he decided that he couldn't abandon his lover. He gave Rick a quick 'one moment' glance, hoping that his father wouldn't take notice of the stall he had just looked at. He then looked to his father weakly.

 

"I'm sorry Dad...today's been rocky......I started to feel sick...I didn't want to vomit in the car...' He signed then shifting from one foot to the other. It wasn't very difficult to transfer the nausea that he legitimately felt from the thought of losing Rick to the nausea he was trying to impress on his father from sheer emotional stress. The boy's face quickly paled and he held his stomach a little. 'I'll be out in five minutes I swear, just, wait for me in the car before I puke on you.' He signed then, quickly ushering his father out before darting back to the stall to help out Rick. His remembrance of how easily Rick could have been taken from him quickly fostered fear and protectiveness over his new boyfriend. He never wanted to have a close call like that ever again. Even something as simple as him having to deal with bathroom grime made Dante's heart race. He knew these feelings would calm the longer Rick stayed by his side, but as of now they were still vibrant. After all, a few hours prior he had been breaking down in silent tears over his best friend and crush's eternal perish.

 

He knelt down, not caring about the grime and gently helped Rick to his feet, sitting him on the toilet before walking and grabbing a paper towel. He wet it slightly with water from the sink, rubbed a bit of soap into it, then walked back to Rick. He gently caressed the other boy's skin with the damp towel, nuzzling into his stomach as he did so.

'Don't feel sad...I don't know why, but you look hurt...' He signed with his free hand then as he cleaned the grime off of his ghostly partner. He couldn't stand seeing Rick in any kind of pain and he quickly wrapped the other boy in his arms. He closed his eyes and just stayed like that for a minute, wanting to transfer the intimacy of his feelings to Rick in some way.

 

He actually felt a tear fall and he quickly rubbed it away, but he was smiling. It was a happy kind of tear. He pulled out of the hug, looking back up at Rick and kissing his lips tenderly. There was no lust in his kiss, only immediate love. That was all Dante felt at the moment. Love and thankfulness that his beloved was still alive. Thankfulness that he could hold Rick in his arms and that they could even have the opportunity to give each other their virginity. It was a serious commitment and Dante meant every bit of it.

[Gatichan]

( me, too . I'm glad this is coming along nicely and if poor Dante really does get shipped off to therapy, I think we'll have quite a lot of amusing scenarios coming along *rubs hands with glee* But now I'm off to bed- it's one in the morning here. See you tomorrow / later on tonight! )

 

Mr. Grayson scratched the back of his head as his son darted towards a stall, slightly green around the ears. “Oh dear. Well, sure champ, take all the time you need,” he called over to his son, making to walk over and perhaps help hold his son’s head, but then thought better of this. Every person had the right to look undignified now and then and puking was certainly one of those situations. Mr. Grayson sighed- his poor son really seemed to be going straight out of the pan and into the fire. Dante was a sensitive boy, despite the strong and energetic name that he and his wife had given to him. And yes, he was going to have to put his foot down with Carol, who believed that Dante didn’t need to see a therapist. Mr. Grayson was convinced that talking to a shrink was the only and best possible way of helping his son get over the loss of his practically only and certainly dearest friend. Stepping out the restroom, he shook his head again at the senseless loss of young life. Couldn’t it have been someone else?

 

When Dante pretended to be ill to stay back and help him get up again, Rick felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes. Sniffing slightly as Dante picked him up, sat him down, began to clean him and then tenderly hugged him, Rick sniffled again, suddenly throwing his arms hard and possessively around his lover. “Thank you,” he said gruffly, trying to hide how emotional he was. He didn’t want to think about sharing or even giving Dante away to some other guy, but it was likely to happen one day. But not then- that very day and for the following to come, Dante belonged to him and no one else.

 

Rick didn’t want to admit to Dante what he was thinking, so instead he kept his face squashed against Dante’s chest, enjoying that he could heard his lover’s heart beating. How he wished that he could be alive still, but who knew? Maybe the two of them would have taken ages to finally get to the stage they were just then. “I’m alright,” he said instead, smiling tearily when Dante kissed him. It was different to the kisses they had shared before, but it warmed Rick from the inside out, making most of the sadness he felt disappear. In one simple kiss, Dante had managed to convey how sincere and deep his feelings for Rick were. That would have been the moment for Rick to repeat that he loved Dante, but somehow the locality wasn’t quite right. No, he decided as he got to his feet and pulling up his boxers and jeans, decently covered himself again. When he and Dante were alone in latter’s room, lying in bed and holding each other close, Rick would say those fateful three words again.

 

Kissing Dante again shyly, feeling that he needed to remain close to his boyfriend – how awesome was that!? He could actually really say that Dante was his boyfriend – Rick tugged him out the stall as a further customer walked in and headed straight towards the urinals. Dante couldn’t speak, but he most certainly could. “Come on- we’d better get back to your parents. And then when we get to your house, we could…” Carry on having sex? Make love so wildly that Dante’s bed would break? F*** the living daylights out of each other? “…get close again,” Rick decided to settle for that description. Nuzzling his nose against Dante’s cheek, he winked. “What are you plans for the next couple of days? I want to hang around you as much as I can, but only if I’m not in your way. You have to tell me when you need some free time- I’ll understand,” he reassured as the two of them stepped out the kiosk and headed towards the waiting Grayson car.

[Impulse]

((Good night

Sweet dreams :3))

 

Dante frowned softly, running a hand through Rick's hair. He could tell there was something that Rick wasn't telling him, but seeing how happy Rick was after thet kiss made him smile. He turned a bright shade of red at his lover's suggestion, looking down at the growing bulge in his pants.

'Down boy.' He thought, blushing as he looked back up at Rick and then began to sign behind his back. Since most people didn't honestly know sign language, it could easily be considered practice for something he wanted to say. No joe schmoe would actually know what he was doing.

 

'I would love that...could I be on the bottom when we get home? At least once.' He signed gently. To be honest, he had never pictured himself in a fully dominant role. Though, Dante had never wanted to be fully submissive. Emotionally he was submissve, but that formed somewhat of a complex about establishing the fact that he was, in fact, a male with balls that could hold his own. His instinctive submissiveness mixed with his dominance complex made for a very amusing cross of a top and a bottom. In this manner, he was flexible, but now he was craving the loss of his anal virginity.

 

He then got into the back of the car, giving both of his parents an apologetic look in the rear view mirror. If only that had known how dirty he had just been. He blushed and silently laughed at the thought of them finding out and their initial reactions.

Oh yeah, by the way, my crush isn't actually dead, he's kind of a ghost, and we just had supernatural sex on a dirty bathroom floor at a rest stop.

This was definitely not the innocent, shy little Dante that everyone seemed accustomed to. Because around Rick, he could be himself...and to be honest, Dante wasn't innocent in any right. He had known what to do to Rick not out of experience but out of research. He'd wanted to give Rick the time of his life -or in this case death- should the need arise.

 

He buckled himself up as per his father's command, shaking his raven colored bangs back over his eyes. It was a comfort mechanism for him. He had very much the logic of 'if I can't see you, you can't see me' when it came to people. He wasn't quite as mortified around people when his bangs her hanging in his face and he felt like he was obscuring both his and their vision some. This habit was a shame, because his eyes were quite a vibrant shade of cerulean blue. Dante himself, was a boy of habits. He bit on his lip when he was nervous, his voice had that soft but distinct little lisp to it, he always stayed by windows...there were many little details to his personality.

[Gatichan]

(thank you and Here I am again )

 

Rick giggled, beginning to skip and hum as he followed Dante back towards the car. He felt light and giggly and happy, a little bit like wanting to hug the world. Especially when he read and interpreted what his lover was signing back to him. Squealing quietly to himself, he pressed his hands against his cheeks, blushing. He’d never thought much about being the “male” or “dominant” one in a relationship…simply because he’d never had a relationship before. And with Dante, Rick didn’t really care what he was as long as he and Dante felt comfortable. And he had to admit that he’d really enjoyed being pushed against the wall and taken. He didn’t know if he had it in himself to be the dominant one in the relationship, but with Dante, he could find out.

 

Hopping in beside Dante again, Rick couldn’t help himself. After his boyfriend had closed the car door and buckled himself in, Rick cuddled up to Dante, wrapping his arms around his best friend and sighing sappily. Whenever he’d read that line in one of his mother’s various romance books, he’d always rolled his eyes and snorted. No one, he had been sure, would “sappily” sigh. But in that instance he knew that it actually could happen and that it felt simply right. Kissing Dante’s cheek, he smiled as he closed his eyes, leaning his cheek against Dante’s shoulder. “You make me so happy, Dante. I don’t mind taking you when we’re inside your bedroom. But I have to warn you, I’m so wound up right now that I might…not let you go too soon,” he cautioned, dropping his left hand into Dante’s lap and there, purposefully brushing against his best friend’s groin.

 

Mr. Grayson finally pulled away from the petrol station and the drive towards Dante’s house continued. Knowing that Dante wouldn’t be able to speak freely to him, Rick quietly hummed he first melody that came to his mind then. Gazing out the window together with his boyfriend, Rick looked at the houses that streaked past. He was dead, that was an indisputable fact, but how long would he be able to remain by Dante’s side? Sadder thoughts threatened to return as he reminded himself that Dante would continue to grown into a young adult, but he would forever be cursed to remain 18 for all eternity. Forcing himself to think of what was coming ahead, Rick plastered smile on his face, even though it didn’t feel quite right.

 

The rest of the drive lasted good ten minutes and finally the Grayson car pulled into the driveway. Rick raised his head to look at his best friend’s house. Something flashed through his mind, a memory of when he and Dante had been younger. The times they had run around over the front lawn, yelling at each other in a language they’d invented as they pretended to shoot aliens. How many years had passed between then and now? Squeezing Dante’s hand when Mrs. Grayson if Dante needed anything, Rick rubbed his nose against Dante’s neck. “I need you,” he whispered.

[Impulse]

Dante felt himself immediately get harder when Rick's hand not so obscurely brushed against the bulge in his pants. The whisper in his ear only got him harder and it was hard for him to think of memories. At the moment all he could think of was offering Rick his anal virginity. He then looked to his mother and moved his hands.

"Can I just be left alone for a bit? I need...time. You and Dad have grocery shopping to do, right? Maybe now is a good time." He signed, really just wanting them out of the house so they could make the bed rock and creak and fuck as rough as possible.

 

There was one memory that hit him from when they were ten-ish and they were sleeping in bed together. It was just an innocent little sleepover for his birthday, and they had fallen asleep curled up. Dante had nuzzled into Rick's shoulder, hiding into it almost. When he woke up in the middle of the night with their bodies pressed so close together, his heart had been pounding. He felt the urge to kiss Rick and he didn't know why. He wanted to love him like a boyfriend, even though he felt like it was wrong. Slowly, it felt more and more natural and he worked up the courage to kiss Rick's cheek in his sleep, but never more than that.

 

Dante smiled weakly at the memory, though it could easily have been taken as him trying to smile off the amount of sheer shock and stress he should be going through over Rick's death. He then without waiting for his mother's answer, he quickly darted to his room, letting Rick follow him and holding onto his hand once they were inside, away from everyone else to see. He bolted into his room, locking the door. He moved to the windows and coverd them with his curtains that he honestly hadn't changed since he was 10. They still had little rocket ships all over them. He then blinked and looked to Rick, just letting his eyes rest on the other boy.

 

He took in everything about Rick, all of the perfections, the perfect imperfections, everything that made him so physically attracted to him. Dante then looked at his eyes and found everything spiritually, emotionally, that just made him have such strong feelings. HE moved forward, hugging his lover tightly.

"You mean the world to me, Rick..." He whispered. "I want you to take me hard...okay? Don't hold back..." He whispered, nibbling into Rick's skin.

[Gatichan]

Mrs. Grayson’s facial expression betrayed that she was worried about leaving Dante on his own. Rick could clearly read her thoughts, even though she didn’t say them out loud: she was afraid that by leaving Dante alone, he’d become even muter and perhaps even pull himself back into a fantasy world. If she only knew and realized that her son was already in a seemingly fantastical world, seeing ghosts that weren’t there and even interacting in such an intimate way with them. Again Rick asked himself how long his and Dante’s relationship would be left alone to flourish before men in white coats would come to drag his lover away.

 

But Dante wasn’t interested in hearing what his mother had to say and bolted out the car. Rick followed after him, reaching over to grasp his lover’s hand when Dante reached backwards. His parents could probably see the peculiar hand movement, but right then Rick didn’t care. Charging into the bedroom with Dante, he hopped up onto the bed and looked around the bedroom with enormous eyes. The night that he’d sped towards the prom, Rick had wondered if, after he’d confessed his feelings to Dante, the two of them would be returning to his house or to Dante’s. His parents hadn’t been eating over at a befriended couple’s place, so his house could have been an option. Dante’s room, however, had a sweet nostalgic touch to it and Rick had secretly been hoping that the two of them would get down and do the horizontal tango at his best friend’s house.

 

So pensive in thought, Rick started slightly when Dante embraced him from behind and started to tease his skin. He shivered- had he always been this sensitive to touch, or had this trait only established itself now that he was a ghost? Closing his eyes and leaning backwards against his childhood friend, Rick smiled faintly as he blushed. Dante speaking so boldly- it was rather new to Rick and he had to admit that he liked it. And also the fact that he’d been given the allowance to be really, really rough and not hold back. Slipping his hands into Dante’s, Rick entwined his fingers with his best friend’s, but then, quite suddenly and without warning, he uncrossed his arms and whirling around, shoved Dante backwards onto his bed, where he nicely bounced.

 

“So you want me to take you hard and be relentless?” he asked with a smirk, his dark eyes simmering as Rick bent over on all fours and unhurriedly began to crawl towards his lover. Sticking his bottom higher into the air as if he were a panther on the prowl, Rick lowered his head to nuzzle his nose against Dante’s small, olive one. “Oh, don’t you worry: I promise you that I will, but first I need you to slide your hands beneath your pillow and keep them under your head until I say otherwise,” he instructed in an authoritative tone, pushing gently, yet pointedly with three fingers against Dante’s groin and smiling inwardly when he felt the arousal there. “Otherwise, I might be forced to…draw certain pleasurable activities out…” Remembering how, back inside the restroom stall, he had so badly wanted to suck Dante off, Rick lowered his lips to his best friends and began to kiss him meaningfully, deeply, with his tongue, lips and with sighs. At the same time, his fingers began to undo Dante’s shirt buttons, caressing the naked skin with his fingertips as soon his tongue and lips would follow…

[Impulse]

Dante blushed softly, his fingers entwining with Ricks in return. He then jolted a little bit, blinking in shock as he felt himself pushed onto the bed. His heart missed a beat as he rebounded into the air then landed softly back down in place, feeling the bed move as Rick crawled toward him. His long dark eyelashes were very visible as he blinked and looked over at Rick. He couldn't help giggling at the cat like manner with which his childhood friend prowled toward him. He shook his head then blushed softly at the Eskimo kiss, shrinking back into the bed and nuzzling his nose close to Rick's. He felt sparks fly as he gently brushed his lips up against Rick's.

 

The tanned boy blinked a few times at the request, starting at his lover with new found curiosity. He wanted to know what his lover had in store for him. He liked the idea of being helpless though, and he grinned as he gently moved his arms backward, pinning them behind his head under the pillow and looking up at him with a very provocative expression. He yelped in pleasure as he felt Rick's fingertips press to his groin. How soft and gentle the movement was even added to the pleasure ever so slightly. He felt chills go from his chest down his stomach through his groin and up to where Rick's fingers touched. Chills of euphoria spread throughout him in all directions just from the simple pushing motion. His member immediately hardened to Rick's hand.

 

The boy grinned softly as he felt his lips meet Rick's and he immediately opened his mouth so that Rick's tongue could slide in. He tenderly stroked his own tongue up and down the underside of Rick's tongue. He then did the same for the top part, afterwards, twisting his tongue and Ricks around in a furious battle. He and his lover's saliva mixed, and he was very happy to swallow it as their mouths came in close contact. The little sighs that Rick let out turned him on to no return. He started making soft little moans of arousal in reply to the sighs.

 

His small whimpers and moans quickly turned to gasps of pleasure as he felt Rick's fingers dance across his skin, touching some of his most sensitive areas. He was shivering in anticipation, waiting for Rick to take him and own him completely. He pulled out of the kiss a little, keeping their lips just centimeters away from each other. His hot breath brushed against Rick's skin in little wisps as he caught his breath to say what he wanted.

"I'm so glad you're my first....I've wanted this for so long...." He whispered, nuzzling into Rick's neck tenderly -as best as he could, at least, with his arms fully behind his head-. "I want to remember every bit of this night..." He half moaned before immediately attacking Rick's neck with kisses. He nibbled at the skin, pulling at it with the bottom of his teeth before releasing it. He was in full passion at the moment. Nothing could possible tear him from the sheer ecstasy he was feeling.

[Gatichan]

Rick tilted his face upwards a little to be able to feel Dante’s nose when his best friend tried to nuzzle him back. He sighed out quietly. Why did something o simple and sweet suddenly seem so erotic to him? It had to be Dante’s coolness and hormones. Parting his lips lightly to allow Dante to kiss him, Rick tilted his face to the side so that his hold on his lover’s mouth could be perfectly. Caressing his best friend’s cheek tenderly with the back of his hand, Rick murmured against Dante’s face. “I love you. I love you so much. I thank God that you can still see me, otherwise I don’t know what I would have done,” he admitted quietly.

 

When Dante obediently slid his hands under his pillow and looked up at Rick with a sultry look, Rick’s member pulsed, hardening. If only he still had a cell phone, he would have whipped it out right then and snapped a photo of his lover in that moment. A photo which Rick would have pulled out at several moments when he was alone and needed to let off steam. When he felt Dante’s member push back against his fingers, Rick’s smile widened triumphantly: oh yeah, this was working out beautifully. It was time to turn up the charm. Leaving Dante’s enticing lips, Rick pressed his right index finger at Dante’s forehead and tilted his head backwards into the pillow, thus leaving latter’s throat uncovered. Beginning to lavishly lick, sweetly suck and salaciously kiss his best friend’s chin and throat, Rick’s fingers started working on Dante’s shirt buttons.

 

Twice he had to stop and restart because Dante kept passionately attacking him. “Baby, baby- shh…calm down,” Rick cooed, slipping his own hands beneath Dante’s pillow to wrap his hands around his lover’s wrists, keeping them down against the bed span. Most of Dante’s chest was bare now and Rick licked invisible lines up and down it, sucking at the skin to return Dante’s pleasurable hickies that he’d left behind on Rick’s neck. Taking first the left and then the right nipple into his mouth, Rick naughtily tugged at the delicate hills with his front teeth, looking up at Dante through his long lashes as he licked soothingly over the aroused flesh. Breathing out against them, he tightened his hold on Dante’s arms when his friend tried to move. “No. You have to remain still, otherwise I’ll stop,” he warned, forcing himself to bring his lips millimeters away from Dante’s groin and, even though it almost killed him – well, figuratively, at least – not lick over the material.

 

Once Dante had calmed down, Rick pressed his nose into Dante’s groin and breathed in deeply, at the same time squeezing Dante’s wrists again. Could it be that he could really smell faint traces of their previous lovemaking? Rick groaned out throatily as inside his own pants his erection pressed more insistently against its confinement. Soon, soon. Not believing that his lover would be able to remain calm, Rick slid his hands into his best friend’s entangling their fingers with each other. Nudging at Dante’s jeans until the silver zip came into view, Rick tilted his head to the side again and baring his teeth, met Dante’s eyes with a fiery expression in his as he bit into the small zip and began to pull the zip downwards.

[Impulse]

Dante knew that he would go insane without Rick. He loved Rick more than anything in the world and losing him was something that Dante couldn't mentally or emotionally afford. Right now though, he felt a wave of calm rush over him. He felt like Rick would never leave his side. That added to the pleasure he received immensely. He blushed softly, wishing that Rick was visible so they could record themselves doing something like this. He would have jerked himself to the video every time the occasion called for it. Unfortunately, he figured, Rick wasn't able to be caught on camera. Dante figured that it was all for the best though. He was experiencing it right now, and that was all that mattered. Rick was going to pound him into next week and he wanted it bad.

 

Dante, after a few passionate bursts, managed to keep himself under wraps and calm himself, mainly due to Rick's cooing. He gasped in pleasure, arching his back upward as he felt Rick's mouth and teeth around his nipples. They were the most sensitive area on his body, and he loved it when they were played with.

"Baby, please don't stop~" He moaned as Rick threatened to end it, the pleasure driving him crazy. He knew that if Rick stopped he would have to masturbate for what would feel like forever to get the arousal to go away. And it would never feel quite as good as Rick's direct touch.

 

It was then that Dante got a clever little idea. It would seem that Rick had enjoyed their dirty talking when they had been screwing for the first time at the gas station, so perhaps the dirty talking here would get his baby just as fired up. Even though he couldn't move his body to get Rick hard and horny (well, at least, more so than he already was), he could use his mouth.

 

He moaned softly when Rick inhaled against his bulge, slowly pulling the zipper down. He wanted to buck his hips upward, but he didn't. He knew that Rick was testing his patience, so he immediately begin to test Rick's patience as well, smirking lightly.

"Oh baby, I've wanted this so bad~ I used to masturbate so hard to thoughts of you pinning me to the bed and breeding me~ shoving your huge member up my tight little ass and just pounding it~ I'd cum so hard~" He moaned then, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. "I had so many wet dreams of you doing this to me and sometimes I'd just lay in bed, not wanting the dream to end...and I'd rub myself til the scenario was over~" He teased, using his dirty little secrets to turn Rick on in hopes of getting him to fuck him rough from the start.

[Gatichan]

Having learned that the most sensitive part of Dante’s body until then were his nipples, Rick let go of his lover’s hands one by one and, once he’d set allowed his childhood friend’s exciting erection a little more room, Rick climbed up Dante’s body. Lapping out at the tight nipples with his tongue, his sex-hazy eyes peering into Dante’s cerulean ones, he made his fingers twist, rub, pull, caress and flick against them. Biting into the pink peaks and tugging at them, each time with increasing force, Rick was careful to always kiss, suckle, lick and breathe out against them so as not to hurt his lover. “Oh baby- I love having you my prisoner,” he cooed out, not able to ignore the ever more insistent prods against his stomach.

 

Slipping down until his face was in line with Dante’s impressive, yet still clothed bulge, Rick continued to sigh against it. He wanted to see how far he could go before Dante began to beg. Parting his lips, Rick pressed them against his friend’s arousal, tilting his head so that he could feel the thick, tasty length between his lips. “Mmm…” he moaned sexily, shooting Dante a sultry look as he continued to work his way up and down the shaft, pushing Dante’s pants down, but leaving his friend’s boxer shorts on. His tongue darted out to lick at the material. And the closer Rick got to the waistband of Dante’s boxers, the more he felt his friend struggling against his resolve. And there, finally, the material directly above Dante’s lower head, Rick licked up traces of pre-cum that made him groan out longingly.

 

It was then that Dante opened his dirty mouth and really began to turn Rick on. Rick breathed out harshly, not having expected the tables to be turned on him. Images of Dante laying stark naked on his bed above the covers, holding onto his engorged member as he groaned and gasped out, his eyes closed, desperately manipulating himself as he thought of Rick. This image, paired with the ever stronger scent of Dante’s pre-cum, made Rick yank down Dante’s boxers, accidentally ripping them. And then, with a half-choked gasp, he swallowed Dante’s cock head whole. Beginning to suck at it desperately, grasping it tightly with his right hand as he began to fist up and down the long erection, Rick used his left hand to undo his own pants. Freeing himself and taking a firm hold of himself as his tongue continued to greedily lap up his friend’s juices, Rick ineptly moved onto his knees and raising his bottom in the air, started masturbating heatedly.

 

Slowly, centimeter by centimeter, Rick began to swallow more and more of Dante’s member. He almost managed to make it the whole way down to Dante’s pubic hair, but then his gag reflex kicked in and ruined it. Slowly pulling his head back, Rick gazed up at Dante through heavily-lidded eyes as he lavishly, erotically…unnecessarily loudly and openly emitting low sounds of pleasure as he shifted to show his best friend just how much his blowing Dante was turning him on, Rick kissed the tip of Dante’s member when he saw how this caused Dante to feel. “Carry on,” he commanded breathlessly. “Tell me more and I’ll suck you off. And then, when you’re trying to get your breath back, I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop, but I won’t. And trust me,” he promised, swallowing Dante’s length as far as he could go before nibbling around the base and taking each of Dante’s balls into his mouth, one by one, “the dirtier you talk, the rougher I’ll be. It’s up to you.”

[Impulse]

Dante was all for messy sex, and once of his biggest fetishes was having his member licked through the fabric of his underwear. He groaned and tilted his head back, letting his pre-cum flow freely out of his slit, messing onto the fabric of his underwear enough that Rick could taste it when he licked there. He grinned when his dirty talk had driven his baby boy over the edge. He wanted desperately to buck his hips up into Rick's mouth, but he knew that he had to take it slow. He didn't want to hurt Rick or choke him. He gazed down at Rick, disobeying him and removing his hands from behind his pillow, slowly fingering himself with one hand and running the other hand through Rick's hair.

 

He gasped in pleasure as his fingers dug deep into his asshole, scissoring and stretching it in preparation to take Rick's member. Dante's pre-cum gushed out a bit more into Rick's mouth, and he blushed hoping that his lover liked the taste of it. He was having a hard enough holding his actual cum back, much less the pre-liquids that were determined on leaking. He grinned. "Yeah, fist my fucking cock~" He moaned, tilting his head back and gasping in pleasure. Everything Rick was doing to him was just perfect. The sounds that Rick's fist made as he masturbated were doing wonders for Dante's libido. It was almost pushing him past the edge.

 

He watched Rick take his member almost all the way down to the base. He moaned, his voice catching in his throat for a moment. He didn't want Rick to choke or hurt himself, but it felt so good. He took advantage of Rick shifting and looked at the view of Rick's member and gasped. His entrance clenched around his fingers just thinking about having that inside of him and he vigorously started fingering himself, trying to find the wonderful bundle of nerves deep inside.

 

Upon Rick's orders he grinned and looked down at him, summoning his best memories.

"I remember waking up one morning, I stayed home sick from school and I was so horny...I was leaking all over the bed, and I thought of you and got even harder. I took one of the pillows and folded it in half, then stuck my hot cock in the fold. I started fucking it so hard, moaning about how I was going to bang your tight little hole. I shot three huge, stringy jets of cum out of my cock and got the pillow all sticky, so then I had to lean down and lick it all up~" He moaned then, panting softly. "One time I was such a dirty little slut, I needed something up my ass~ I had to settle for the hair brush in my drawer but I just kept imagining that it was your cock and I gave out little moans and whimpers as I fucked myself with the handle. O-Oh God, I want your cock...please give it to me...give it to me rough...I want the whole bed to shake baby~... Breed me~"

[Gatichan]

( "Breed me"??? Where the HELL did you get that term?? My, my- you had me blushing back there...you and your dirty mind )

 

Rick was taken aback by Dante’s sexiness. And disobedience- he had strictly told Dante not to remove his hands from beneath the pillows, but when Dante did, the sight almost blew Rick’s mind: Dante smexily looking back at him as he touched himself and also tenderly touched Rick’s hair. “Oh babe…can you really be so perfect that no one else has realized this?” he breathed out thickly, fisting himself faster and hotly breathing out against Dante’s lower belly. Another image had just burned itself into Rick’s mind, where it would hopefully stay forever. Dante was way more than simply dreamy- Rick had to slow his hand, otherwise he’d cum and ruin the moment for them, but it was hard, so, so hard with Dante looking at him in that way.

 

And then Dante just sped things up and Rick had trouble not jumping onto his best friend and humping him like a dog in heat. Somehow Dante’s fingers slipped between his mouth and hand to prepare his rear entrance. Frozen in indecision for a moment whether it was legal to be so damn erotic and underage, Rick’s mind went blank when more of Dante’s pre-cum began to readily flown into his mouth. He moaned, forced to let go of his own cock to prevent himself from going too far. Gripping a forceful hold of Dante’s naughty hand, Rick shoved it aggressively back beneath his best friend’ head. “Behave…otherwise you’ll be sorry,” he growled gruffly, slipping his fingers up between Dante’s legs and taking over what his best friend had begun.

 

His other hand was merrily masturbating Dante’s member. Stopping so that Rick could lick his hand, wetting it to be able to rub Rick faster, he craned his neck to lick a heart around Dante’s belly button. The fingers between Dante’s legs, which had first encountered resistance, were gaining more and more freedom and Rick grunted in approval, kissing and nibbling around Rick’s cock head, loving the dirty words that were coming out of Dante’s mouth. Entering the third finger into Dante’s rear entrance, Rick felt some of his pre-cum drop onto his knee. That, paired with Dante’s last dirty confession was too much and sitting up, gripped a hold of Dante’s legs and ripping them sideways, stared down with a flushed face at his gloriously naked best friend.

 

Dante’s handsome olive face was flushed, his hair mused from his having turned it repeatedly into his pillow, his biceps showed nicely, as did his pink nipples, hard member with the glistening head and the hole between Dante’s legs that had Rick’s name on it. “I’m sorry. I’ll blow you later, I promise,” Rick broke out with a groan as he shoved forward and letting go of Dante’s left leg to snatch the second pillow beside his best friend’s head away to slide it beneath Dante’s bottom, he pulled Dante’s right leg so that it was resting on his shoulder. Grabbing a hold of his own stiff and leaking member, Rick brought it in line with Dante’s butt hole and, once his thick head had rubbed against the entrance, Rick lost it. Thrusting backwards, he cursed as he suddenly pounded forward and in one fluid, fast, hard thrust, had buried himself to the hilt inside his best friend. Choking out a cry as he reached for Dante’s other flailing leg, Rick opened his eyes, worried mixing into them despite his desperation to finally let go and plunge- plunge over and over like there was no tomorrow. “You okay?” he broke out, tensing as he tried to go against the natural urge to pull partly out and then slam back into Dante’s body again.

[Impulse]

((Hehe. Yeah, well, Rick asked for dirty talk ;3))

 

Dante blushed as he felt Rick's wet tip rub up against his warm entrance. He then cried out in pleasure, tilting his head back as he felt the huge member inside his little asshole. At first it felt uncomfortable, painful even. His whole ass was just clenching around the length, resisting it. But the more Dante wanted it the more he started to relax, and he finally looked up at his boyfriend and brought his hand down to his member, jerking himself off in full disobedience.

 

"Oooh~ Look how dirty I am baby~ You need to punish me for being such a naughty boy~" He moaned, intentionally contracting around his member and bucking his hips. He /wanted/ Rick to hump him like a dog in heat. He wanted it passionate, and feral, and rough as could be. It felt so foreign to him to have something pulsing and alive inside of him. He was used to cucumbers and hair brushes and anything he could fit inside of him, but none of it had ever been a throbbing member.

 

"O-Oh, I feel so horny right now~" He moaned, realizing just how much dirty talking got his lover all hot and bothered. "I'm your dirty little boy, Rick~ take your little slut as hard as you can~ I want you to pound me raw, like a fucking animal~ I cant believe I'm living all my wet dreams...I woke up so many mornings with my boxers just soaked in cum, jets still leaking out because of dreaming of your body banging into mine~ When I saw you in the locker rooms in gym I always got hard...I had to go to the bathroom and jerk off before I could even run laps...I needed it so bad...now I finally get you in me~ I belong to you and only you~" He gasped.

 

He began to submit entirely to Rick, his big blue eyes looking up at his lover passionately. He bit at his lip, like he always did when full of emotion. He contracted around his lover's member a few more times, still fisting his cock roughly. "Oooooh!~" He moaned, turning his head shyly and looking away. "I-I can't believe I'm living my dream~" He whispered. It turned out Dante was quite the kinky young man when he had the ability to voice his true feelings. He was not nearly as innocent as most would assume. In fact, he'd been dirty even before their first mating session in the bathroom. This was just him finally offering himself up to Rick. He wanted to dedicate his body to his lover.

[Gatichan]

It was getting harder and harder to remain immobile and not thrust as his body so desperately needed him to. Especially as Rick waited for Dante’s body to get used to his sudden assault on his best friend’s virgin hole, Rick convulsed, his stomach and chest moving uneasily as Dante’s deep muscles squeezed and spasmed around his thick long member, trying to expel him from Dante’s tight little butt. He let out a thick, elongated groan as he slowly moved Dante’s legs, spreading them wider so that he could correct the angle with which to plunge into his lover’s body.

 

And then Dante just overdid it. There Rick was, holding back, trying to control his own wild need, but Dante just bulldozed over it carelessly and began to not only rub himself, but to also tease Rick carelessly. That was it- Rick lost all his scruples and gripping onto Dante’s wrist, pressed hard at a strategic point he had learned in krav maga, making Dante’s hand become limp. He saw the expression on his best friend’s face and growled as he carelessly slapped Dante’s hand right off his body and over the side of the bed, where it hung limply down over the side. “Do that again,” he warned icily, his eyes aflame. “And I swear you’ll be left alone with your pillow to hump again. You’d better keep your other hand nicely under the pillow where I can’t see it, otherwise you’ll be sorry.”

 

Taking a hold of Dante’s legs, he bent them against his best friend’s chest in a V-shape so that he could still access Dante’s member. Biting his lip as he leaned over towards his best friend’s face, Rick kept his lips millimeters away from Dante’s hard ones, feeling the small hot puffs of air from his lover against his face. “Tell me how much you want me,” he commanded in a low, husky voice as he slowly, ever so slowly began to slip out his boyfriend. “I want to hear my dirty little boy tell me how much he wants me and loves me,” he purred and then, Rick gave himself over to desire.

 

Licking Dante’s lips before thrusting his tongue into his boyfriend’s mouth with a moaning groan, Rick slammed his groin hard and fast against Dante’s back entrance. Leaning back so that he was standing in his knees, Rick continued to buck in and out his best friend’s warm tunnel that very slowly only really relaxed and better granted him entrance. Beginning to pant as the squeezing, hidden muscles deep within Dante began to milk him, Rick’s grip tightened on his best friend’s lower legs, leaving behind red marks from the pressure he was applying. Jerking Dante’s legs further apart so that he granted himself better and faster access to the wonderfully sensitive secret hole he had so long envisioned claiming. Biting his teeth together as heat rushed over his body, concentrating and becoming most unbearably intense around his aroused member, Rick finally, finally allowed himself to grip Dante’s arousal. Pulling it upright so that it was pressed against his own stomach, he leaned a little further forward, breathing out unevenly when he finally hit Dante in the spot that his friend most desired. Faster, harder- the sound of their sweaty bodies slapping against each other, of the squelches that Dante’s member made as Rick passed his pre-cum-greased hand faster up and down and around it, their mingled breaths and the croaking of the bed as Rick shifted to better plunge- it grew louder and louder…

[Impulse]

Dante blinked a few times, his eyelashes fluttering as he felt his arm go limp and fall to the side. He looked at it, then up at Rick and shrunk back into the pillow at his threat. His movable hand slid behind the pillow and under his head as he gave his lover a submissive look. The last thing he wanted to do was upset Rick. For now, all of Rick's orders to him were final. The pillow felt okay, but it was nothing compared to the immense pleasure that Rick was giving him now with his hard member inside of him.

"H-How big /are/ you?" He whispered, panting softly. It felt even larger than it actually was now that it was inside of him.

 

He felt Dante guide his legs up against his chest, and blushed at how exposed he was. He felt so utterly vulnerable and in Rick's control. Suddenly all of the feelings just blended into each other. The soft fabric of his bed on his back, his lover's hot, throbbing member deep in his ass, the fan above the bed blowing cold air against his forehead, the sweat making it even colder. Then he felt Rick slowly slipping out, feeling centimeter by centimeter of his hot member removing itself from him. He almost panicked and moved to keep it in him but knew that he wasn't allowed to move. He looked up at Rick, hearing his instructions.

 

He opened his mouth, full lips spreading apart in order to speak, but his breath was quickly taken away as Rick rammed into him with sheer force. Dante moaned loudly in pleasure as his entrance resisted, relaxed, then instinctively began to milk Rick's cock. He moaned and started contracting harder around Rick, wanting Rick to feel better than ever. This was his time to make Rick feel amazing, and while he stayed submissive, his bright blue eyes looked up at Rick with a flaming passion.

 

He winced softly in pain as he felt Rick mark him, but Dante himself was a bit of a masochist. The tightness of Rick's grip, the roughness of his thrusts, the bruises he was leaving, all turned Dante on even more. He loved the feeling of being marked by Rick, because it was a reassurance that Rick was real. It was also a reassurance that Dante fully belonged to Rick, and to no one else. Rick was marking Dante as his, and that made Dante feel amazing. He couldn't help giving a small exhale when Rick spread his legs even further. "A-ahn~ Yeah, expose me~" He moaned loudly.

 

When Rick began to jerk him off he tilted his head back, moaning loudly. "Yeah baby, there!~" He yelped, the feel of his lover's skin on his member almost being too much to bear. The noises probably got him the hottest though. Their skin smacking and pounding together with each rough thrust, the bed sounding like it was going to break beneath their feral love-making, the sound of his wet, throbbing member to Rick's ministrations. It was all nearly too much to bear. Then he remembered Rick's order and panting softly, he delivered.

 

"O-Oh~ Call me your dirty little boy!~ Make me yours, Rick! I need it baby, I need it! I can't live without you. I have to have you in me, I have to belong to you!~ R-right there! R-right on my fucking sweet spot!~ A-ahn!~" He yelped, finding it hard to verbalize anything at the moment, with Rick pounding roughly into his sweet spot. The pleasure was so immense that words were melting and combining in his mind.

"I love you s-so much Rick! I'm yours! Take me hard, right in there!~ A-ah!" He yelped then, trying to word something after that, but being unable to. It just turned into whispers of "take me", over and over and over. Whispers turning into murmurs, until the words were so slurred they weren't understandable. He was completely lost in Rick.

[Gatichan]

Rick hadn’t meant for Dante to look so submissive. Even though his body had tuned into automatic and basically the only command inside his head was “thrust, thrust, thrust!”, he nevertheless leaned over to kiss Dante passionately. “I didn’t mean to make you feel bad,” he breathed out against his lover’s lips, finding it difficult to hold himself above Dante with his body was rocking so wildly against Dante’s willing one. Leaning sideways and letting go of Dante’s leg that he was still holding, Rick licked the side of his lover’s face when he heard Dante’s question about how long he actually was. Pressing his hand near Dante’s head, he pushed down so that he could half support himself above Dante. “Big enough for you, baby. All of it’s only for you…"

 

Rick had planned to make Dante cum first, but it was becoming extremely difficult to hold back. Between Dante’s erotic, lust-filled expressions, his body as it pushed, pressed and hit back against him, his little gasps, outbursts of breath- they all mingled in his head and with the steadily croaking bed, that swung so wonderfully. “Use your hand- touch me.” When Rick saw that he really was leaving behind red marks on his lover’s body, he stopped, a little afraid despite the lust. What if Dante’s parents actually saw the marks and began to worry? It was a known fact that Dante wasn’t exactly talkative and didn’t have many friends- who on earth could be giving these intimate marks to Dante, then?

 

When Dante opened his mouth and began to utter take me over and over again, Rick leaned over closer still to breathe into his boyfriend’s ear. “I am. I will. Forever, if you want. I love you, I love you, I love you…” he whispered there drunkenly over and over again, pinning and pushing Dante deeper and deeper into the bed. The pillow he’d carefully placed beneath his lover’s bottom and fallen onto the floor, as had the pillow beneath Dante’s head. His hand on his best friend’s erection moved insistently and rapidly and Rick’s vice cracked when he felt a tightening at the base of his erection. He was close, he was about to give himself over to the absolute pleasure, but he wanted Dante to be the first one. So even though he knew that he was about to reach his peak and ought to slow down, he rammed himself desperately faster into his lover, wanting, wishing, needing for Dante to cum first.

[Impulse]

Dante looked up at him then, shaking his head gently. "You didn't make me feel bad...I'm okay with submitting to you." He whispered shyly, his dark bangs falling to the side. His bright eyes looked up at Ricks and he laughed a little. "Fair enough...Mnn~ It feels perfect..." He moaned, smiling softly as Rick thrust into him. The motion of it, the pressure of Rick's member against his walls, all of it felt so perfect that it was hard for him to keep from cumming. Pre-cum was leaking from his slit onto the bed still, and it was forming a small wet spot.

 

Dante obeyed his order, tentatively moving his hand down to Rick's member. He was minorly confused, having before been told to keep his hand under the pillow no matter what, but he couldn't resist touching Rick. He slowly trailed his finger tips from Rick's balls to the lower base of his member, rubbing the soft skin between them before dragging his fingertips up. He rubbed at the head, teasing the slit with his finger before wrapping his hand around the base and beginning to fist his cock. He seemed to notice his lover's discomfort and shook his head."It's okay Rick...I love when you mark me...I want to be yours...the pain is nothing...I like to see the brusies~" He panted, keeping his gaze locked onto Rick's. He was being entirely honest.

 

He yelped in pleasure, feeling Rick push him deep into the bed and quicken his pace. Rick pumping his cock was doing wonders. He tilted his head into the mattress, his eyes rolling back in pleasure from the mix of Rick slamming his cock deep into him, hitting that bundle of nerves that drove him wild, and the feel of Rick's hand fisting his member so quickly. The faster he rammed the closer Dante got. The young blackette felt bad for cumming first but he knew it was coming out whether he wanted it to or not.

"O-Oh God! I'm gonna cum! I have to...aaahn!~" He cried out, feeling his cum rush out of his slit in three definitive jets, covering Rick's stomach and chest.