High School

Yuugi was intrigued by Yami's life stlye. All the bad things he did from putting his feet on

the furniture, to drinkin' beer, and even swearing, was arousing. He felt silly that little

things he did were arousing him. He watched Yami all night, only turned his head when

Yami looked down at him with a smile every time he and Jou exchanged jokes and

insults. He loved the way his lips curled when he laughed, the red dog on his breath,

the way Yami's muscles flexed and glistened with manly sweat. Even the scent of his

sweat made the little one shutter.

"Whoo boy is it hot." Yami sounded like he rehearsed a line while he took off his shirt.

Yuugi's eyes widened when he saw his wet hot body shimmering with sweat. Yuugi was

hot too but he didn't dare reveal his flawed form. He thought he was ugly because of the

bruises and scars all over him.

"You hot?"Yami asked Yuugi.

"....A li....no....."Yuugi blushed and looked away.

Yami gripped Yuugi's upper arm and gently squeazed has he rubbed him up and down

trying to maker him feel more comfortable.

"Take off your shirt it's hot in here." Yami said.

"Yami turn the heat down." Jou said tugging the collar of his shirt.

"Heater's broken." Yami turned his attention back toward Yuugi. "Take it off." he flipped the

belly of the shirt up. Yuugi grabbed it and held it down.

"I don't want to." Yuugi looked away.

"Ha ha, he doesn't want you to play with his tits." Jou laughed.

"Why not." Yami joked but Yuugi took it seriously.

"I uh..........." Yuugi stood up and was about to walk away, but Yami got up and walked Jou into the kitchen.

Yuugi sat back down and listened to the loud wispering in the kitchen. Yuugi heard Jou leave.

"Bye Jou."

"Later man."

"Yo I need your room." A different voice sounded from the kitchen.

"Who's your freind." Yami asked.

"Don't touch him you fag this ones mine." Ryou walked in with a silver haired boy who looked just like him,

stole a whole six pack of red dog and headed up stairs.

"So much for partying tonight." Yami walked back in the parlor and sat next to Yuugi and saved his game. He

looked to the side. "Do you want something with ice, you look like your gonna pass out." Yuugi didn't notice

he was unbearable hot. He was to focused on what was going on with everyone else.

"Yes please." He sounded a bit out of breath. Yami went into the Kitchen. Yuugi sat on the couch panting

and listening to strange noises coming from upstairs.

"Here you go." Yami passed Yuugi a glass of ice water. Yuugi took it hesitantly and drank it slowly.

Yuugi felt something cold and wet pressing into the back of his neck. Yami was swabbing a wet rag on Yuugi.

"Feel better?" Yami asked.

"I'm ok." He looked down. They sat on the couch for about half an hour starring at the blank tv screen. Around

ten o' clock Yuugi was falling asleep. he lay down on the oposite side of the couch plopping in a comfy yet sex-apealing

position. His arms were over his head and his legs apart and feet joined. He closed his eyes for a moment, he felt a large

body lay next to him and a large hand on his shoulder rubbing him gently. Yuugi opened his eyes and looked into a pair

of murderous blood red eyes up close. He felt a bit scared and stiffened. Yami was leaning down to kiss him but Yuugi

quickly reacted out of fear. "NO!" He jolted. Yami paused for a moment feeling a bit embarrassed that Yuugi was afraid

of being raped by him. Yami backed off and lay on the oposite end of the coach. Yami's soothing soft voice made the tense

feeling melt away making him feel he was safe.

"Good night."

TBC.................