B1: Immoral Behaviour

Part 07

It was peaceful in the bedroom, except for the soft snores emitted by the room's only occupant; and the cool draft that came from the half open window, gently rustling the curtains. Sleeping soundly upon the massive cotton clothed bed, the boy wrinkled his nose at the succulent aroma that wafted through the room, enhanced and carried around by the gentle breeze. Shortly after, a primal growl of longing could be heard as his stomach voiced its complaint of being deprived of what was sure to be a mouth watering-feast.

Moaning pitifully, Jounouchi rolled from his back onto his left side, curling up in a half ball. After a couple more protests and a few cramps of his stomach, he slowly opened his eyes. Disoriented at first, he began to look around the room wildly. It took him a moment before he recognized that he was in Mokuba's room, that he and the younger boy had entered the room and lain down, falling asleep quickly after their hot shower together. He then glanced over to the nightstand on his left; the clock read one in the afternoon.

Groaning, the blond rose into an upright position, rubbing his right hand across his face in a feeble attempt to wake himself further. Stretching his arms above his head, he let out a wide yawn before bringing his arms back down to his lap and briefly scratching himself. ‘What the hell? Not only do I have to wake with an erection like I do every morning, but lately I am hard all the time. What's wrong with me?’ he wondered, grumbling in exasperation as he stood up, walking to the end of the bed where Mokuba happened to leave a black terry robe for him. ‘That kid's definitely turning me into some sort of a fiend.’ Adorning the garment, he padded over to the room's private bath in order to commence with his morning ritual. When he was done, he washed his face and hands, running his wet palms through his golden locks before exiting both rooms and heading downstairs. ‘I wonder who’s cooking,’ he thought while sniffing the air curiously, causing his stomach to complain vociferously. Once he reached the bottom of the staircase, Jounouchi then used his nose to follow the delicious smell to the kitchen doorway. Quietly opening the door so as not to be heard, he saw the most adorable, yet strangely gorgeous sight.

Hurrying back and forth from the stove to the kitchen table, Mokuba carried dish upon dish of savory food that caused the blond to drool where he stood. There was a smorgasbord ranging from pancakes, eggs, sausage and croissants just to name a few. The food wasn't the only thing causing Jou to drool though. Leaning against the door jam with his arms crossed over his chest, Jounouchi continued to watch the younger boy as he continued with his self-appointed task.

Jou studied the raven-haired beauty, amber orbs all the while fixed on the cherubic face bejeweled with the tiniest of smiles. It was obvious to the blond that Mokuba felt delighted with the accomplishment of a task well done. He then moved his gaze down to the smooth column of the boy's neck and throat, moving on down his supple body adorned with a cream-colored silk pajama top that reached just above his middle thighs. The top itself was sheer enough that you could see the faintest line of his body, a body that Jounouchi was beginning to know all too well. Jounouchi also noticed with some small satisfaction, that Mokuba was bereft of any undergarments. ‘That could conjure some interesting ideas if I do say so,’ he leered mentally. Shaking his head briefly, he continued with his scrutiny, his eyes traveling down the diminutive boy's supple thighs on lower to his bare feet, and then traveling back up again. Since Mokuba had just turned around to head back to clear off the stove, Jou got a good view of his backside through the translucent top. Moaning softly at the electric pulse that ran through his body at such a sight, the blond then began to speak in a voice thick with lust. "How could something be so wrong yet look and feel so good?" He spoke more to himself then to the boy in the room with him.

Mokuba started, shrieking involuntarily and dropping an empty plate he had in his hands, sending it crashing to the floor in shattered pieces. Spinning around quickly, he pinned Jounouchi with a halfhearted glare, "Don't ever sneak up on me like that!" he scolded. "How long have you been standing there anyways?" he added almost as an afterthought, managing to look adorably confused. Squatting down, he began to pick up the broken pieces of china.

Sighing, Jou walked over towards the smaller boy. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he claimed honestly. He then bent down, intent on helping him pick up the broken stoneware, but his hand was quickly slapped away. Stunned for all of a second, the blond turned questioning eyes towards the darker haired boy.

Mokuba looked back apologetically, "Why don't you go and sit over at the table? I'll be over in a minute." As he continued to pick up the broken pieces, he silently watched out of the corner of his eye as Jounouchi got up and walked over to the table. Plopping himself down casually in one of the two chairs, Jounouchi crossed his arms over his chest, briefly looking over the food on the table before turning his attention back to Mokuba, watching him intently as he stood and walked over to deposit the broken dish into the trash can. "Jou, can I ask you something?" Mokuba asked, if a bit timidly, his back still turned to the blond.

Jounouchi looked at the smaller boy with worry as he heard the hesitance and insecurity in his voice. Scratching the tip of his nose with his forefinger, the blond spoke softly, "Uh... Sure. I don't see why not."

"You had mentioned that you wondered how something could be wrong yet feel right," Mokuba claimed, now turning to face the older boy, "Do you still question your feelings for my brother and me?" He silently wondered, however, if perhaps it was just him that Jounouchi were having problems with. Walking forward, looking into the blond's eyes for any indication that would confirm his suspicions and finding none, Mokuba picked up a plate at the table while waiting for a reply.

Sighing, Jounouchi made sure to choose his words carefully before speaking with his eyes focused on the prussians of the raven-haired boy. "No Mokuba, I already told you how I feel about you and Seto. However, that doesn't ease my conscience in the least over the fact that I am an older teen who... Cares deeply for a twelve-year old. And the fact that legally I could be defined as a pedophile and locked away for corruption of a minor."

As Jounouchi made his statement, Mokuba happened to be fixing his plate, piling three pancakes with all the trimmings as well as some scrambled eggs, sausage, a croissant and a mixture of fruit on the china. Setting it down near the edge of the table, he hopped up onto Jou's lap, straddling and facing the blond as he selected a strawberry off the small platter. "You are hardly a pedophile, Jounouchi. Besides, I may be young, but I'm wise for my age." Bringing the ripened, red berry up to the golden-haired boy's lips, Mokuba giggled, "Now be a good little puppy, and chew on this."

Jounouchi's eyes widened for an instant at the boy's remark; only to narrow in wicked contemplation a moment later as he observed the devious smile spreading across Mokuba's features. Reaching up with his right hand, Jou gently grasped the boy's wrist causing him to start. Leaning forward and wrapping his mouth around the succulent fruit, he plucked it from Mokuba's fingers, grazing them slightly with his teeth; making sure to chew and savor the sweet juices the fruit contained before slowly licking each and every one of the slender digits in gratitude.

Mokuba gasped, his face turning crimson at the feel of the older boy's warm, smooth, wet tongue gliding over his fingers, causing his heart to flutter within his chest somewhat painfully. Trying desperately to regain his breath while removing his wrist from Jou's grip, Mokuba reached over to the plate and chose a slice of kiwi. Before he could tease the blond, however, Jou gripped his wrist again, bringing the raven-haired boy's hand to his mouth, teeth leeching the green fruit from his fingers. While chewing the bitter produce, the blond wrapped his arm around Mokuba tighter, causing their bodies to collide and their groins to rub against one another. Mokuba groaned as he felt the blond's hardened member poking at his own through the thin layers of fabric that barely separated them, the friction causing a minute electrical shock to travel up his spine.

This time it was Jounouchi's turn to chuckle as he witnessed a mixture of wonder and lust cross the blue-eyed boy's face. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to Mokuba's firmly, taking a moment to relish in the contact before opening his mouth slightly and allowing his tongue to glide teasingly along the smaller boy's upper lip.

Heeding the blond's unspoken question, Mokuba parted his lips, mewling in pleasure as the older male's tongue invaded his mouth. Jou moved his tongue along the roof and inner walls of his mouth languorously, gently sucking on Mokuba's tongue as he managed to capture it with his own. Mokuba couldn't help but sigh contentedly as he tasted the mixture of the strawberry and kiwi the blonde's mouth possessed.

Twining the fingers of his right hand within Mokuba's silky tresses, Jounouchi pulled him closer, deepening the kiss and engaging the younger boy in a tongue-wrestling match that would ultimately render them both breathless. Tucking his left hand under the raven-haired boy's shirt, he sensually caressed up and down the flesh of his back; kneading and enjoying the baby smooth skin under his fingertips as he pulled the smaller boy further into his embrace. Feeling his lungs burn with the desire to inhale life-sustaining oxygen, Jounouchi broke the kiss; pulling back and making quick work of Mokuba's shirt as he took both of his hands and lifted it up over the dark haired boy's head, discarding it to the kitchen floor by the table.

The blond then took a moment to just gaze at the blue-eyed beauty, gloriously nude and at his mercy, sitting in his lap. Mokuba's face and lips flushed, and his body covered in a light sheen of sweat. The poor boy's chest was heaving as he tried for all he was worth to gain his breath, prussian orbs gazing back at Jou with a glazed look. Down in between his creamy thighs rested a semi-hardened member that just screamed to be touched. All in all, the raven-haired boy presented an all out picture of pure lust.

Growling in the back of his throat, the blond lunged forward, capturing the smaller boy's lips in a heated kiss once more while wrapping his arms around Mokuba in a supportive embrace. Launching himself up out of the chair, Jou took his right arm and swept everything nearby on the table sending it crashing to the floor in a shattered mess, while supporting Mokuba with his left arm, laying the smaller boy on the table with his back to the wooden surface. Leaning down to engage Mokuba in another open-mouthed kiss, Jou felt a sudden warmth assault his groin, beckoning for release.

Mokuba was shocked a little by the blond's enthusiasm, wondering what he had done to get him so excited. Taking both of his hands, he gripped Jou's upper biceps, jerking his head to the side and breaking the kiss, trying to regain his breath. The attempt was futile though, for the golden-haired boy then turned to rain kisses along his cheek on down to nibble at his earlobe. Mokuba couldn't help but moan and squirm beneath the assault. He was becoming harder and his erection was starting to tingle. "Jou... Jounouchi," Mokuba breathed out lustily. He wanted more but... Shouldn't they eat first? Just then, the subject of his torment decided to travel down the column of his throat, licking and sucking gently wherever his mouth landed. Puffing and panting, the raven-haired boy attempted to voice his concern. "Jounouchi, shou... Shouldn't we eat first? I mean..."

Jounouchi chose that moment to gently bite down on Mokuba's collarbone, making the smaller youth throw his head back and moan in ecstasy, unconsciously bucking up into his larger frame. "I'm not hungry... Well, at least not for food," the golden-haired teen declared in a hoarse tone. Bringing his left hand to rest on Mokuba's stomach, the blond began to rub little circles with his thumb in a soothingly seductive manner, while bringing his right down to clench the boy's thigh, grinding his pelvis into the prone body below. Hearing Mokuba whimper with need below him, Jounouchi took a moment to glance over the items left of the table for anything that could be of use to him in his upcoming play.

"But... But what about the pancakes and..."

"Fuck the pancakes. Why would I want to eat pancakes when I can just devour you?" Jou interrupted, eyeing and grabbing the porcelain carafe that contained warm maple syrup, bringing it towards the dark-haired youth with a devious grin upon his face.

"What?" Mokuba squawked, clearly confused but curious nonetheless.

Not giving him a chance to ask any more questions Jounouchi brought the container of syrup closer, tipping it just enough to allow the sugary substance to pour down onto the youth sprawled on the table; starting at the raven-haired boy's chest and continuing on down the center of his stomach into his navel and on past to his groin. Mokuba gasped as the warm confection hit his flesh, spreading over his body on over his sides, soaking into the small dark patch of hair at the base of his erection. His heart hammering in his chest, Mokuba watched his lover avidly, wondering in anticipation what the Golden God would do to him next. He'd never experienced anything like this before with his brother, and was curious beyond recognition as to what was going on. One thing he did know though, was that he was going to be stickier than hell when the blond was through with him.

Hurriedly setting the syrup aside out of their immediate reach, Jounouchi bent down, sticking his tongue out to start lapping at the sugary sweet substance. Beginning at the base of Mokuba's throat where he first started to dribble the confection, he nipped and sucked his way down, cleaning off the raven-haired boy's torso, and then stopping long enough to torture a nipple. Mokuba squeaked in surprise as the light-haired boy gently bit down on the small nub before letting his tongue travel around the outer area. Enjoying the pants and gasps that Mokuba was emitting, Jou turned to the other nipple, delivering the same brand of torture to it as the other.

Glancing up from his ministrations for the briefest of moments, Jou noticed the flushed look that covered the youth's normally pale colored skin. He also noticed Mokuba biting down on his lip, his prussian gaze unfocused and his face contorted with pleasure. This only served to fuel the fires within the blonde's loins, making his groin rage with need. Growling low in his throat, he dipped his face back down and started to lave the raven-haired boy's breastbone, working his way down his abdomen. Coming to the dip in his stomach, Jou plunged his tongue inside, alternately drawing small circles with the tip and gently nipping the tender skin around the outer edge of his naval.

It was at that point Mokuba began to screech and squirm, giggling at the assault. "Jou... Jounouchi, that tickles," he gasped out in reply. His bangs were now becoming damp and sticking to his forehead and his body was tense. Beside his body, his hands worked themselves into fists and then relaxed, only to then dig his fingernails into the woodwork beneath him.

While continuing to suck at his navel, Jounouchi took the tip of his index finger and ran it up along the underside of Mokuba's penis, firmly groping his right inner thigh and coaxing him into spreading his legs wider. "That will soon change," he claimed, voice rough with desire. Mokuba immediately stopped giggling, feeling the combination of the blond's hand massaging his thigh and the feather-light touch to his cock, tossing his head side to side in ecstasy. Bringing his right fist up to his mouth, he bit down gently so as not to cry out his pleasure.

Jou, in the meantime, had reached over with his right hand in the direction that he knew the butter to be. Grabbing the now softened stick with his hand, he squeezed, getting a good portion of the oily substance on his fingers and palm; dropping the leftover portion back onto the crystal butter dish he then rubbed both of his palms together until they were evenly coated, moving his right hand back in between Mokuba's legs. Spreading the youth's buttocks with his thumb and middle finger he slowly, and as gently as possible, inserted his index finger within his hole, loosening and stretching his inner muscles in preparation for entry.

Mokuba cried out, softening to the touch and bucking his hips in hopes of deepening the finger's assault. He wanted more of that delicious friction, and his body portrayed that thought well as he involuntarily spread his legs further apart, hands gripping the blonde's upper arms for support. Throwing his head back against the table, he whimpered a plea, "Jou, please. I...I need you."

Leaning down, Jounouchi captured the raven-haired boy's lips in an openmouthed kiss while adding a second finger. While moving the two fingers in and out and scissoring them to stretch the smooth passage, the blond felt around for the spot that he knew would drive the smaller youth wild. Fingering the small bundle of nerves, he was not surprised in the least as Mokuba arched his back up off the table, breaking the kiss to cry out in passion. Jounouchi wrapped his buttered fingers around his cock, coating it with the greasy substance.

Meanwhile, Mokuba's breaths were becoming labored, his skin soaked with sweat and tears as frustration took its toll. "Jou...please, I need you now," he wailed hoarsely.

Taking pity on the smaller youth, and subconsciously knowing that neither of them would last much longer, Jounouchi readied himself at Mokuba's entrance. An audible grunt was all he gave in recognition of the dark-haired boy's reply as he pushed past the tight barrier, burying himself inch by inch within Mokuba's warm heat until his balls rested against his tight ass. Drawing his face closer to the blue-eyed boy's, Jou slowly and gently kissed the tears away that escaped to travel down his face. "Are you alright?" He questioned in concern as he felt Mokuba's body trembling beneath his own.

"Yes. Jounouchi...?" Mokuba, unable to speak any further in his state of over-stimulation, wrapped his slender legs around the blond's waist, hooking them behind his back at the ankles. Prussian gazed pleadingly into amber as he encircled his arms around Jou's neck, leaning into him to lay a kiss upon the golden-haired boy's cheek, his only indication that he was ready.

Understanding the signal loud and clear, Jounouchi pulled out until only the crown of his penis lay dormant within Mokuba's tight sheath. "You'll let me know if I'm too rough, right?" The blond pleaded in concern.

Perceptive of the fact that Jou may not be able to fully control himself, Mokuba gave a short nod, leaning up to kiss his lover on the cheek once more and whisper in reply, "I trust you."

"You may renege on that when I get through with you," Jou replied softly, capturing Mokuba's lips with his own. The blond then thrust back into his supple body quickly, pulling out once more before repeating. It wasn't too long before both boys built a rhythm that would quickly bring them to the brink of ecstasy. Between Mokuba's screams of passion and both their bodies panting and sweating from their exertions, sliding rhythmically against one another in a primal dance of lust, Jounouchi didn't know how much longer it would all last. His balls ached and his groin was on fire, a burning blaze that shot throughout his whole body as his orgasm drew nearer. He was pretty sure that Mokuba was at his wits end as well.

Grasping Mokuba's cock in his hand, Jou began to pump it in time with his thrusts. It only took a few strokes before the smaller boy came, spilling his seed over his hand and crying out in his euphoric state. Jounouchi himself gave all he had left, thrusting within the body beneath him a few more times before finally giving in and spilling his essence within the tight recesses, collapsing on top of him. After a few moments of post-coital bliss, Jounouchi finally gained his senses enough to pull back and allow his flaccid member to vacate his lover's body.

Mokuba emitted a soft sound of protest as he felt a small void take over in the absence of the blond's cock. Opening his eyes, he gazed upon the golden-haired teen adoringly, gaining enough breath to finally speak. "I don't know what I did to set you off, but when I figure it out, I'll be sure to file it away for future reference," he declared in a hoarse voice.

"I'm sure you will," Jou stated simply, brushing the smaller youth's raven locks from his forehead with a smile.


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Since it was a Saturday afternoon, and the weather outside was gorgeous, five friends decided to meet and hang out in the local park. Along with four young men was a young lady, all of whom were walking in the main section of the park, talking amiably amongst each other when one of them spied something interesting.

Far off in the park, but close enough to be seen, were two individuals the group knew well. One was a boy their age, with golden-blond hair. The other, a younger boy with raven-black hair down to the middle of his back. The brother of a rival.

The white-haired boy, forgetting all about his companions for the time being, watched the two in silence. He observed as the younger of the two turned his back to a nearby wall, hopping up to sit while facing his companion. The blond himself, then leaned forward, folding his arms and propping them on the brick structure. The two seemed to be talking, as well as smiling, making it obvious to any passersby that they were enjoying one another's company.

Suddenly noticing one of their companions missing, the green-eyed boy turned to look in the direction they came from in search of the other. Seeing the white-haired youth crouched behind some shrubbery, he sighed and walked towards him, growing more curious by the moment when he noticed him watching something.

"Bakura, just what are you doing?" Otogi asked.

By now the others had noticed that something was amiss, and turned in their direction.

"Jounouchi and Mokuba," the youth in question simply answered, pointing to the two individuals two whom he was watching avidly.

The others all crowded around and were now crouched behind the shrubs, observing unnoticed as well. Yesterday, Honda had told them of his discovery. That Jou told him he was seeing Mokuba, and that he would be spending the weekend with him while Kaiba was out of town. At first everyone thought the hazel-eyed teen was quite insane, but as he explained their conversation, questions and doubts had risen to the forefront.

Bakura, Otogi, Honda, Yugi and Anzu all watched for sometime as the two seemed to do nothing but talk. Just as the group was about to give up hope of gaining any information, any proof whatsoever of Honda's accusations, something totally unexpected happened, causing their eyes to go wide with shock.

Looking around to see if anyone was within the vicinity and finding no one present but them, Mokuba leaned forward and captured Jou's lips in a kiss. Jou reciprocated, opening his mouth and coaxing the smaller boy into an open-mouthed foray.