Generation X
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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13
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5,746
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25
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Chapter Twelve
Generation X - Chapter 12
"Hikari?"
"Yes Dorobo?"
"What are 'swim trunks'?"
Ryou and Bakura exchanged glances, both of them sweatdropping. "They're like shorts, only they specially make for you to go swimming in," Ryou explained, handing him a dark blue pair, with light blue stripes down the sides, "You just wear them over your boxers... or without, your choice..." he blushed, as Bakura snickered at him.
"Niiiice," Dorobo laughed, promptly dropping every last inch of clothing from his body, before pulling the swim trunks on. After they finished changing, the three grabbed some towels and Ryou made sure to grab a bottle of sunblock. With skin as light as his and Bakura's, it was almost as if they wore a sign that read, 'Walking Sunburn'.
When they arrived at the pool outside Ryou's house, Malik, Marik and Namu were already there, Malik lying back on a lounge chair, Marik sitting beside him with Namu on the ground across from them. "Hey guys," Ryou smiled as they joined them, "The others aren't coming?"
"Oh, I'm sure Yuugi and them are COMING all right," Marik snickered, laughing as Malik slapped his arm playfully. "Marik you hentai!"
Bakura snickered, sitting down on a different chair, pulling Ryou close, nuzzling his neck affectionately, while Dorobo lounged back behind them on the chair.
"AIBOU LET ME GO! YOU TOO ATEMU!"
All six looked up as Yuugi and Atemu pulled Yami along, who was almost desperately clutching a big towel around his waist. Yuugi and Atemu laughed. "Nope, we're going swimming, remember?" Yuugi reminded him.
"I don't want to anymore!"
"Too bad," Atemu snickered, him holding onto Yami's left arm, Yuugi on his right. "Well, now I'm hurt Yami," Malik grinned, "You don't love us anymore?"
"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!"
"He's just mad because we had no more swim trunks, and he has to wear the... "Da dun Da dun"."
"The 'Da dun da dun?" Ryou blinked, "Do I want to ask what on Earth that is?"
Yuugi and Atemu exchanged knowing grins, before the both grabbed the towel from Yami, yanking it away. "DA DUN DA DUN!" Now poor Yami was stuck standing there in a leporard print speedo, blushing madly, but trying to look threatening as the others laughed loudly at him, Ryou and Bakura close to falling on the ground, Namu and Malik holding onto each other while laughing madly.
Dorobo and Marik, on the other hand, were a whole other story. Yami blinked, looking to them, as they stared at him. "Fuck... that's so goddamn HOT..." Marik muttered, Dorobo nodding his head in agreement. Yami's eyes widened in realization, as they both stalked towards him, lust evident in their eyes. "Oh... shit..." Yami muttered, turning on his heel and bolting for the house, Dorobo and Marik hot on his heels. "Here kitty kitty!" Marik laughed, "Sexy kitty!"
*~*~*~*
Malik looked up as Marik and Dorobo came back to the pool area, Marik holding Yami under his arms, Dorobo holding his feet, carrying him. "PUT ME DOWN!" Yami yelled, trying in vain to get free.
Malik laughed, watching as Marik and Dorobo jumped into the pool, pulling Yami in with them. "Poor Yami," Namu giggled, then blinked as they all surfaced and were on each other in an instant, kissing heavily in a three-way kiss. Namu sweatdropped, "I really... REALLY hope the pool is chlorinated..."
*~*~*~*
"So... fucking ... hot... " Dorobo muttered as he pulled Yami close to him, kissing him passionately while Marik worked to remove his swim trunks, Dorobo's following, then Yami's speedo. Dorobo waisted no time, grinding his erection against Yami's, causing Yami's head to fall back and a moan to leave his lips. All three of them were oblivious to the other six who were watching the show intently.
"Marik," Dorobo gasped, "Sit on the edge of the pool..."
Marik did as he was told, jumping up and sitting on the edge of the pool, his erection standing proud, right infront of Yami's face. "I think you know what to do..." Dorobo whispered into Yami's ear, before trailing his hands down Yami's back, promptly slipping a finger into him, causing him to shiver and moan all at once. Yami panted a moment, before leaning forward and taking Marik's entire length in, in one go, making him arch his back slightly and moan, hands tangling in Yami's spikey hair.
Dorobo added a second finger, thrusting them slowly, while scissoring them, stretching the tight ring of muscles. He them removed his fingers, his hands gripping Yami's hips as he pressed forward, fully impaling Yami with his rock hard arousal. Yami was a bit surprised it didn't hurt as much as he thought. He assumed it must've been the water making it a bit easier. But he couldn't deny that it made a pleasant sensation around the bodies.
Yami moaned loudly around Marik's length, almost unable to focus with the intense feeling of fulfillment Dorobo's length inside him caused. Marik's fingers tightened on his hair slightly, reminding him to keep going. Yami obliged, sucking Marik's length harder, thrusting back against Dorobo at the same time.
Dorobo couldn't believe how tight Yami was around him; it was just like Yami was never uke or something. Which he probably wasn't. Or it was really rare. He gripped Yami's hips tighter, driving his arousal, thick and throbbing, into Yami repeatedly, causing Yami to pant and moan each time his prostate was hit.
"Uhn... shit... close..." Marik panted, slightly leaned over, his hips moving slowly under the influence of Yami's mouth. Upon hearing this, Yami doubled his efforts, swallowing all Marik offered him when he came with a loud growl. Yami cried out in his pleasure when Dorobo thrust into his as hard as he could and held, releasing deep inside him, spurring on his own orgasm.
The three of them slumped together, a mess of tangled limbs and heavy breathing.
*~*~*~*
"Wow... that was... some show," Yuugi blushed, his face flushed red in slight embarrassment. Atemu laughed, holding his small hikari close.
"I'll say; it was damn hot!" Malik grinned evilly, then called to them, "Hey guys! Can we get an instant replay on that?!"
Namu giggled, now sitting beside Malik in the lounge chair, curled up close to him. "All right, well, since the pool is now contaminated," Bakura snickered, "Who's up for the hot tub?"
*~*~*~*
And there we have Chapter 12! Haha, I was just in a goofy mood. ^^' But yes, gomen nasai for the long wait! Won't happen again... I hope. -_- Reviews are loved!
"Hikari?"
"Yes Dorobo?"
"What are 'swim trunks'?"
Ryou and Bakura exchanged glances, both of them sweatdropping. "They're like shorts, only they specially make for you to go swimming in," Ryou explained, handing him a dark blue pair, with light blue stripes down the sides, "You just wear them over your boxers... or without, your choice..." he blushed, as Bakura snickered at him.
"Niiiice," Dorobo laughed, promptly dropping every last inch of clothing from his body, before pulling the swim trunks on. After they finished changing, the three grabbed some towels and Ryou made sure to grab a bottle of sunblock. With skin as light as his and Bakura's, it was almost as if they wore a sign that read, 'Walking Sunburn'.
When they arrived at the pool outside Ryou's house, Malik, Marik and Namu were already there, Malik lying back on a lounge chair, Marik sitting beside him with Namu on the ground across from them. "Hey guys," Ryou smiled as they joined them, "The others aren't coming?"
"Oh, I'm sure Yuugi and them are COMING all right," Marik snickered, laughing as Malik slapped his arm playfully. "Marik you hentai!"
Bakura snickered, sitting down on a different chair, pulling Ryou close, nuzzling his neck affectionately, while Dorobo lounged back behind them on the chair.
"AIBOU LET ME GO! YOU TOO ATEMU!"
All six looked up as Yuugi and Atemu pulled Yami along, who was almost desperately clutching a big towel around his waist. Yuugi and Atemu laughed. "Nope, we're going swimming, remember?" Yuugi reminded him.
"I don't want to anymore!"
"Too bad," Atemu snickered, him holding onto Yami's left arm, Yuugi on his right. "Well, now I'm hurt Yami," Malik grinned, "You don't love us anymore?"
"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!"
"He's just mad because we had no more swim trunks, and he has to wear the... "Da dun Da dun"."
"The 'Da dun da dun?" Ryou blinked, "Do I want to ask what on Earth that is?"
Yuugi and Atemu exchanged knowing grins, before the both grabbed the towel from Yami, yanking it away. "DA DUN DA DUN!" Now poor Yami was stuck standing there in a leporard print speedo, blushing madly, but trying to look threatening as the others laughed loudly at him, Ryou and Bakura close to falling on the ground, Namu and Malik holding onto each other while laughing madly.
Dorobo and Marik, on the other hand, were a whole other story. Yami blinked, looking to them, as they stared at him. "Fuck... that's so goddamn HOT..." Marik muttered, Dorobo nodding his head in agreement. Yami's eyes widened in realization, as they both stalked towards him, lust evident in their eyes. "Oh... shit..." Yami muttered, turning on his heel and bolting for the house, Dorobo and Marik hot on his heels. "Here kitty kitty!" Marik laughed, "Sexy kitty!"
*~*~*~*
Malik looked up as Marik and Dorobo came back to the pool area, Marik holding Yami under his arms, Dorobo holding his feet, carrying him. "PUT ME DOWN!" Yami yelled, trying in vain to get free.
Malik laughed, watching as Marik and Dorobo jumped into the pool, pulling Yami in with them. "Poor Yami," Namu giggled, then blinked as they all surfaced and were on each other in an instant, kissing heavily in a three-way kiss. Namu sweatdropped, "I really... REALLY hope the pool is chlorinated..."
*~*~*~*
"So... fucking ... hot... " Dorobo muttered as he pulled Yami close to him, kissing him passionately while Marik worked to remove his swim trunks, Dorobo's following, then Yami's speedo. Dorobo waisted no time, grinding his erection against Yami's, causing Yami's head to fall back and a moan to leave his lips. All three of them were oblivious to the other six who were watching the show intently.
"Marik," Dorobo gasped, "Sit on the edge of the pool..."
Marik did as he was told, jumping up and sitting on the edge of the pool, his erection standing proud, right infront of Yami's face. "I think you know what to do..." Dorobo whispered into Yami's ear, before trailing his hands down Yami's back, promptly slipping a finger into him, causing him to shiver and moan all at once. Yami panted a moment, before leaning forward and taking Marik's entire length in, in one go, making him arch his back slightly and moan, hands tangling in Yami's spikey hair.
Dorobo added a second finger, thrusting them slowly, while scissoring them, stretching the tight ring of muscles. He them removed his fingers, his hands gripping Yami's hips as he pressed forward, fully impaling Yami with his rock hard arousal. Yami was a bit surprised it didn't hurt as much as he thought. He assumed it must've been the water making it a bit easier. But he couldn't deny that it made a pleasant sensation around the bodies.
Yami moaned loudly around Marik's length, almost unable to focus with the intense feeling of fulfillment Dorobo's length inside him caused. Marik's fingers tightened on his hair slightly, reminding him to keep going. Yami obliged, sucking Marik's length harder, thrusting back against Dorobo at the same time.
Dorobo couldn't believe how tight Yami was around him; it was just like Yami was never uke or something. Which he probably wasn't. Or it was really rare. He gripped Yami's hips tighter, driving his arousal, thick and throbbing, into Yami repeatedly, causing Yami to pant and moan each time his prostate was hit.
"Uhn... shit... close..." Marik panted, slightly leaned over, his hips moving slowly under the influence of Yami's mouth. Upon hearing this, Yami doubled his efforts, swallowing all Marik offered him when he came with a loud growl. Yami cried out in his pleasure when Dorobo thrust into his as hard as he could and held, releasing deep inside him, spurring on his own orgasm.
The three of them slumped together, a mess of tangled limbs and heavy breathing.
*~*~*~*
"Wow... that was... some show," Yuugi blushed, his face flushed red in slight embarrassment. Atemu laughed, holding his small hikari close.
"I'll say; it was damn hot!" Malik grinned evilly, then called to them, "Hey guys! Can we get an instant replay on that?!"
Namu giggled, now sitting beside Malik in the lounge chair, curled up close to him. "All right, well, since the pool is now contaminated," Bakura snickered, "Who's up for the hot tub?"
*~*~*~*
And there we have Chapter 12! Haha, I was just in a goofy mood. ^^' But yes, gomen nasai for the long wait! Won't happen again... I hope. -_- Reviews are loved!