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Jun. 25th, 2021 at 3:31 AM
(Take note, this was written in 2012; I intend to revamp this and eventually post this to AO3)
“SHORYUKEN!”
A voice echoes throughout the forest, causing birds to fly off in frenzy. The man’s muscular pectorals with long blonde hair in red-tie tied in a loose ponytail, keeping the bangs from his face. The young man’s body glistening in glands of sweat from concentration during the attack. Closing his brown eyes, standing still for a moment, allowing the gentle breeze to rustle his tattering red kata as the cool wind rustles his hair. Ken Masters, a twenty year old Japanese American, has come a long way with his training under Gouken. The young Masters has no idea how long he will be under his sensei’s tutelage, nor does it trouble to him. His thirst for knowledge and desire to learn everything possible, thus making him a promising student. The young adult finds that there is always more to learn with each passing lesson.
Closing his eyes, the Japanese American readies himself for some stretches, popping his muscles back into place. Unguarded, he felt someone jump onto his back, with about the same weight he packages.
“So, how was training?” A young man with a similar appearance to Ken, made an attempt to tackle him. His sun-kissed complexion, short dark brown hair and white gi contrasts with the other Shotokan.
Ken took one of Ryu’s arms, attempting to throw him over his body. However, when executing the action, he didn’t expect his friend to grasp ahold of his other arm, pulling him down as well. Ken landed soundly on his back, creating a dent in the soil as Ryu fell on his rump.
“It was going fine until you showed up.” Ken teases as he remains lying on the ground. “I think I’m getting the hang of the Shoryuken, the form, control and all that,” he rolled onto his side, to see Ryu rubbing his bum to ease the discomfort.
“I’ve also been practicing my own little move, do you want to see?” Ryu looks over at Ken, who was grinning like an arrogant fool. He had heard him practicing the other day, but he decided against going to investigate what he was doing. Now, he wonders what skills he has up his sleeve. The solemn Japanese fighter nodded, smiling, quite interested in what his rival had in store.
“Alright then, impress me.” The man stood up, backing a ways away from Ryu, so that he had enough room for the attack itself. Before he became, he looks over at his friend and a goofy grin graces his features. “But first, can you bring that dummy over here?” He points to the beautifully carved stick figure made out of wood behind Ryu. Laughing at his companion, he was not the least bit surprised that his training would need a still doll opposed to a living being. Ryu did have his own training to attend to, so Ken took it upon himself to not bother his fellow rival. Lifting the moderately heavy object to Ken and dropping it a ways in front of him. Ken nods his appreciation before readying his stance.
Gathering his chi and forming it into his stomach, making sure it evenly spread throughout his own body before he guided its need to his legs, starting at his knee
“SHIPPU-“
“JINRAI KYAKU!”
Ryu watched in awe as his partner executed this move, watching as he soared almost as high as the Japanese Cherry tree before he started to descend with grace and refined elegance that it was almost impossible to assume Ken had. As soon as Ken’s foot touched the ground, he brushed the blonde locks from his eyes.
“Wow Ken that was really impressive! How long have you been practicing that one?” Ryu walked up towards him smiling, Ken smirked arrogantly.
“Only for about a week or so, I mean, what can I say? I am a genius.” Ryu rolled his eyes as his friend’s cocky attitude, which sometimes got the better of him. Looking at his friend’s backside, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
“So much of a genius that your ass is hanging out of your kata.” Ryu commented, covering his mouth to stop laughing. Flexing his ass muscles for a little to realize his friend wasn’t bluffing him; he looked behind him and cursed.
“Well, perfection in a move like that comes with practice.” Looking at Ryu, he grins. “Besides, you don’t seem to mind my ass hanging out too much, don’tcha pal?” He bent over and purposefully mooned his friend, while the dark haired young man kicked his friend in the rear so hard he lost his balance and fell flat on his face.
“Alright Perfection, just know that dinner is about to be ready in about fifteen minutes.” Ryu teased before turning away and walking back to the small home lodging for the meal. Sitting up, Ken looked over at Ryu’s own behind and sighed. “I guess that was for getting me back for pantsing him earlier this week.” Pouting, he rose up and jogged after his companion.
Dinner long past, and so had most of the evening. Ken took the liberty of bathing himself in the bath-house while Ryu was out near the river, swimming in the cold water. Moving some of the blades back from the window, he took a peek at his friend who was cleaning behind his ears and scrubbing his scalp. Ken felt like such a voyeur, but Ryu was an attractive young man, one whom he bedded quite often as of late. However, it had been a few weeks since he last felt those lips on his, let alone felt his ass slapping against his thighs or felt his long hair tugged. Licking his lips, he peered even more at the silent chiseled muscle man who submerged from the water. Small rivulets of water were dripping down his toned abdomen, down his hips and pelvic region . . . even down his length which Ken’s eyes were fixated on. The fact that he was completely nude did not surprise him, more so that he was half-erect, was a bit unexpected, in the pleasant sense.
Ryu walked to the rock ledge where he placed his clean clothes and towel, but instead of dressing like he normally did, he hid himself behind it. However, he didn’t hide himself well enough to not be seen by his peeping tom friend. Hunched over, Ryu began to pleasure himself, tweaking his taut dark red nipples as he gave his length firm, long strokes. It didn’t take long for the young warrior to be completely erect, even with a small amount of pre-cum forming at the slit of the head. Ken edged himself closer to the window, only to hear small groans and husky breathing from about ten or more feet away, causing the American’s dick to twitch into arousal.
‘Damnit, not right now. . .’ It was quite the opportunity. As perverted as this sounded, Ken has tried to catch Ryu masturbating. He asked the warrior if he did, and he blushed in embarrassment, and answered yes. Yet, he never knew when. Ryu has managed on several occasions to catch Ken touching himself for gratification, then again . . . that was before he and his partner were engaging in their own sexual acts. Before that, he snuck off to be with a woman from the city that was nearby or at least, Ken’s idea of nearby was a few hours away by walking on foot. If sensei found out he was using the only bike to make nightly rendezvouses with pretty women, he’d be put under even more hell than when he snuck out in the first place. The blonde male figured that the next best thing to a woman was a man. Sometimes, even the latter was better than the former, especially if the man was a quiet, muscular, taut and had a nice soft pair of virginal lips. Well, not so virginal now since this has been going on for almost a year now, but as chaste as Ryu’s mind and heart was, his sexual side was almost the same way. Nothing like a man that will blush while sucking the life out of his cock, that always made Ken appreciate his time with Ryu more. As horny as the American gets, he knew his friend values their friendship, even their surrogate brotherhood and his training more than sexual gestures. The sex was merely an added bonus to their training under Gouken. Would they still be enjoying each other’s sexual presence like this in five, perhaps ten to twenty years from now? Probably, but Ken does want a pretty wife who didn’t mind his martial arts lifestyle and to raise a child in the art of fighting. As much of a flirt he was, he is loyal to those he loved and cherished.
Putting those thoughts away from his head, Ken found his hand wrapped around his member, stroking at a moderate speed. He wanted to cum whenever Ryu did, with the way his rival was stroking himself, it would take no time. . . Ryu loved being teased in bed, in fighting and even whenever he wanted to orgasm. It was a form of torture to Ken, but to Ryu, it showed control. That aroused Ken even further since he had never been with a woman that had such stamina and a sexual drive to keep going, let alone to control their pleasure opposed to succumbing to it.
Ryu wasn’t as reckless as Ken was, or so the blonde thought. But as he continued to pump himself, he found himself nearing the brink of his release. Noticing that Ryu had his head tossed back, pumping furiously as well, he couldn’t stop himself. He came right then and there, against the side of the tub he was in.
“Shit~” He muttered, looking up to realizing Ryu already brought himself to his release, several spurts confirmed that as well as the throaty groan he heard from the window. After he came to he looked up and noticed swift movement from a far-off distance, in a small window.
‘Damn, that was close.’ Ken thought as he toweled off, nude in the bedroom he and Ryu shared since they first came here. Letting his dick air-dry and cool off from the play session he engaged in, he figured to sleep nude tonight. As he walked over to the closet stretching, he reached for his black Japanese futon floor mattress and unfolded it, eager to get to sleep. Looking at the clock nearby on the floor, it read 11:59pm.
“A minute away from being twenty-one and alone on Valentine’s Day, who would suspect that someone as good lookin’ as me wouldn’t be with anyone?” He muttered to himself as he laid down, pulling the cotton blanket over his naked form. Looking up at the clock as it struck midnight, he sighed. Ken Masters was now twenty-one year old man, beautiful and single: Happy Valentine’s Day.
Already fast asleep and completely unaware of Ryu’s presence in the room, he too wasn’t presented with any clothes on his body. He walked over to the closet to pull out his white futon mattress and laid it on the floor, nearby Ken. Looking over the sleeping figure, noticing how noisy Ken’s snores were as they’ve always been. The man’s arm covering his eyes, while his other hand was outstretched, lying next to him; merely in a frenzy considering the blanket that was originally pulled completely over his body was now tugging against his abdomen. One leg was propped up, almost enough for his balls to make an appearance, in Ryu’s favor. Shaking his head, he walked over reaching for his blanket that Ken unknowingly left out for his use; he placed it over his futon, with no interest in sleeping in it yet. Crawling towards Ken, Ryu tapped his friend’s shoulder, calling his name softly only to get nothing in return but a snore.
He knew that today was Ken’s birthday, but he wanted him to be awake for the present he had in store for him. But Ryu figured that he had to use one of Ken’s crude tactics to rouse the young fighter. Blushing as he noticed his companion’s nipples were getting harder in his sleep, it made him circle a finger around the erect morsel. Moving the blanket aside, he noticed his friend’s half-erect member, twitching slowly, which only had Ryu assume what kind of dreams his older companion was having. Still hearing Ken snoring soundly and without fail, he shyly leaned his head forward to between Ken’s thighs to kiss the member, only to have it twitch slightly. Looking back at Ken’s face, his mouth agape and snores not letting up, he figured it would take a bit more to wake up his friend.
Moving his position away, his head was now between the Masters’ thighs; his hand massaged the balls gently, not trying to stir him just yet. Bringing his head down onto the slightly erect dick, he sucked on the head slowly, soon engulfing his semi-flaccid length inch by inch into his mouth. It felt strange, so he wondered how Ken managed to get away with doing this when he was asleep. Sucking all of Ken into his mouth, feeling the hallows of his cheeks tighten slowly. Once at the hilt, he used his tongue to stroke one of Ken’s balls; there honestly wasn’t any room to suck it into his own mouth. Beneath him, he felt Ken shift slightly, but snore louder. What a grating sound on his ear it was, but he ignored it and continued to work the sleeping male. Playing with the slowly forming vein on the side of the shaft, until he pulled his head all the way up to the tip, nipping it; which earned him some pre-cum to suck into his mouth and down his throat to drink. He wasn’t sure if Ken was capable of nocturnal emissions like some men, but he hoped that he would be awake before he blew his load into his mouth. The stoic, yet aroused warrior continue his ministrations, until he felt the length completely harden and Ken’s body shift more. Ryu’s brown eyes were closed and only concentrating on sucking. Before he knew what was going on around him, he felt a large hand weave through his dark brown hair and a gasp of surprise and pleasure.
Opening his eyes, half-lidded and filled with lust, he saw Ken. The young heir to the Masters had his arm propped up, his lips moist and parted, and his long blonde hair spilling over his left shoulder. Ken wanted to thrust his hips upward, to make Ryu take all of him into his mouth and not having him tease the sensitive head of his dick. Yet, the look in the younger man’s eyes was something he did not want to test, just yet. When the heir wanted to open his mouth to say something or to ask what possessed his friend to do this, all that escaped was a soft moan, barely audible. Ryu was working his dick so well this evening, he felt close and ready to blow. Panting loudly now, he started to grunt and groan in hopes of getting the release he wanted, yet when Ryu stopped, he kissed the tip before pulling his mouth away. Smirking, a blush still gracing his pale features, showing that he was embarrassed, but not ashamed of the actions he just did.
Sighing in disappointment, Ken went to grab for Ryu, but he casually moved aside. Furrowing his eyebrows, he felt his friend grab a chunk of his blonde mane and yanked him into a dangerous kiss. Ken could taste himself on Ryu’s tongue, even all around his orifice as they kissed in such need. The young Masters was beyond turned on; there was no other way to describe it. It was rare that Ryu would take control, let alone yank on his hair with such force. Ken gripped his nightly lover’s biceps, sinking his stubby fingernails in as he felt Ryu’s weight dominate his balance, as he found himself on his back on the futon. Soon enough, Ryu was establishing dominance with having both of Ken’s wrists pinned on both sides of his head, nipping and sucking at his lips teasingly, causing Ken to moan.
“You shouldn’t tease me like that . . .” Ken was breathless, yet his sultry voice invited this sensual opportunity for his resigned complement to show him what he had up his sleeve, or lack-thereof. Ryu smirked against his friend’s lips, kissing them once more before removing his hold on his paramour’s wrists. Before he realized it, he felt a hand cup the side of his neck causing the dark haired male to shiver in delight. The other hand was trying to slither its way to cup his backside. Moaning at these gestures, Ken smirked against the soft lips of his velvet smooth companion. Tongues clashed in fervor of passion and want, but both men’s hands were travelling elsewhere the other wasn’t aware of, yet. Not thinking anything of the moment, Ken felt a strong hand sneak its way to his member, grasping it firmly and strongly gently, causing him to break his lips away from the dark haired beauty in need of gasping for air. Looking up at Ryu, who looked back at him with such an intense gaze, he felt his orgasm rising once again.
“Ryu, you better make me cum this time or-“ Masters was caught off guard by the strong grip the younger male had around his phallus, causing him to buck his hips and yelp. Looking down, pre-cum was forming profusely, some beads trickled down the slit, but his orgasm was held at bay.
“Or what? You’re hardly in any position to boss me around.” Ryu purred the words, causing his captive’s dick to throb even more, feeling like it was about to burst any second. Where this backbone of Ryu’s derived from he hadn’t the slightest clue, but that doesn’t mean he can deny him of release- not for long at least.
Sighing shakily, he laid his head back down, closing his eyes shut as Ryu continued stroking him. Long and sensual strokes, like the ones the blonde can imagine his friend performing earlier on himself. Groaning, he felt his orgasm coming once again, he started to be more vocal in his moans, hoping his captor would comply . . . a couple more of those strokes and he was finished.
‘Ryu, I swear to the Heavens above if you don’t fucking let me cum . . .’ Was the only thought he had before he felt himself about to erupt. His thighs quivering, he felt his semen spurt some before he felt the head of his dick being applied with uncomfortable pressure, causing him to stop himself from cumming any further. Gasping in a strained breath due to the pain, he propped himself up once more only to see Ryu licking his hand of Ken’s semen.
“What the hell man!” The voice was gruff and husky with annoyance, showing that the American really didn’t have any control over himself. He wanted things quick, fast and done his way. Not the patient, teasing approach. Feeling his pony tail being yanked again, he felt those soft lips kiss his again, making his anger more manageable to bear. Removing his lips, Ken felt himself throbbing even more, “Be patient.” Telling a haughty man that was basically asking for disobedience, but he gave a stiff nod before complying with Ryu. Another chaste kiss was placed on his lips before having his lover on his back again, Ryu then repositioned his head between Ken’s muscular thighs. Moving both legs up and on his shoulders, he spread the blonde’s butt cheeks before slithering his tongue up and down the crevice, causing the man beneath him to scream. Ryu smacked his thigh, glaring at him- reminding him that they weren’t the only two in this abode. They had to be mindful of Gouken who was sleeping, luckily not right next to them otherwise this sleeping arrangement wouldn’t remain the way it is.
Ken covered his mouth, he loved moaning and he loved being loud, it showed how much he loved it when Ryu pleasured him or even when he fucked him into oblivion. Panting loud enough for Ryu to hear, the man between his legs continued to lick his sphincter, loving how sensitive the area was to Ken than it was for him. The blonde’s thighs trembled, his lips pressed together until they turned white and the guttural noises in his throat indicated that he was enjoying this. Lubricating the puckered hole some more, he slipped his middle finger inside gently, making sure it remembered it’s presence inside of Ken’s being. Masters stopped his thighs from quivering only to let out a husky purr, using one of his hands to rake through his already damp forehead, and the other reaching for his dick. Yet Ryu saw this action and batted it away.
“I’m dying here Ryu; can I at least touch myself?” This earned a shake of disapproval and Ryu slapping Ken’s erect dick for being disobedient. The sensitive organ already had a huge vein on the sign, alerting him that it’s been suppressing its release for this long, causing small beads of cum to trickle down the length. Blushing at the next idea that came into his head, he decided to act upon it, as a form of Ken’s wayward actions, he reached for the length, stroking it some before sucking on the head a little. A sharp cry ripped through Ken’s throat before he realized the next action. After a few strokes, Ryu descended the thick member down to his captive’s own asshole, prodding it gently. Causing the usually unorthodox male to blush, and then widen his eyes as he felt the head past the small opening, then his dick was already halfway inside of him. Crying out Ryu’s name, Ken couldn’t believe that he was getting fucked by his own length. Tensing up, he was giving himself pain, but he didn’t know how else to react until Ryu said, “Relax. It’ll feel good, I promise.” The look in his eyes, of lust and assurance, that silky voice and that smile . . . Those attributes alone made Ken relax and sigh as he felt himself being pumped inside his ass. All of him obviously couldn’t fit, but the portion that could felt really nice inside. So this is what his dick feels like huh? He would have to make note of that whenever someone tells him he feels really big when they were so tight.
Clenching his toes, he felt Ryu pumping his length inside him slowly, but that didn’t help his impending orgasm that well. The groans were deep and needy, and when Ryu realized this, he figured rewarding him would be the next best thing, though he was being noisy. Thrusting Ken’s length into him faster, he looked over at his friend’s flushed face, and his panting parted lips. Bucking his hips, he came, hot spurts of cum inside himself. Falling down on his back, he breathed heavily, feeling dizzy about the whole ordeal. Feeling himself soften, Ryu removed the spent member from Ken’s ass and smirked at the leaking semen leaving his body.
“R-Ryu . . . what the hell was that about?” Ken admitted that he found it weird that he was fucking himself, literally, but the feeling and the sensation and the fact Ryu was doing it for him was probably what turned him on the most. Before Ryu answered, he crawled atop of Ken once more to kiss him some more, all the while preoccupying the birthday boy with his lips, he removed the red headband Ken used for tying his long mane. Detaching himself from Ken’s lips again, he wrap the headband thrice over Ken’s lips, to further prove his point that he was loud and needed to be quiet for the remainder of his activities. Tying it tight in the back, Ryu finally answered, “Let me take care of you, Ken.” Sultry brown eyes met widen ones as Ryu reached between them, pumping Ken once more. The captive had to admit, he was being a selfish asshole and had yet to reciprocate any pleasure back to his own lover. Lowering a hand to grasp Ryu’s erect member, his wrist got grabbed firmly as the stoic warrior shook his head while the look in his eyes told him that later his turn would come, right now, it was completely about him.
It did not take long for Ken’s length to semi-harden once more, now that his ass was warmed up, it was time for Ryu to give his lover what he wanted: A great birthday fuck. Parting his thighs, Ryu positioned the head of his shaft against the moist, puckered region. Pushing forward, he groaned as he felt himself fill Ken inch by inch all the way until the hilt. Ken preferred fast and rough fucking, but Ryu was the slow, gentle type . . . or so Ken originally thought. Soon, he began thrusting his hips in a sharp, moderate pace, hearing his lover’s muffled moans of enjoyment. Leaning forward, Ryu pushed himself all the way till he was almost balls deep inside Ken who was screaming with desire, before he could get more aroused, Ryu rolled his hips, having his dick stroke Ken’s insides and provoke his prostate. The once flaccid, untouched length was now hard and throbbing against the blonde’s abdomen, completely untouched. Ken arched his back as he felt pleasure spike from his rectum as Ryu hit his prostate several more times, loving the sensation all the while. Feeling Ryu pinning down both of his wrists to fuck him harder and deeper. If Ken’s mouth wasn’t gagged, he would’ve been waking up every living being in the house and the forest right now . . . he even felt his dick leaking from the anal abuse. A few more pumps and Ken would’ve came, yet there was an abrupt halt. The man taking the pounding was already delirious with pleasure.
Pulling the headband undone, Ryu rolled Ken onto his stomach; coaxing him to have his hands behind his back as he wrapped his wrists with the red material. The submissive male had saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth, still trying to catch his breath from the earlier fucking . . . which stopped him from releasing once again. Turning his head, he was about to say something until a loud smack stung his ass. Biting his bottom lip, the blonde looked over, feeling Ryu’s body applying pressure to his back and his thick cock sandwiching his backside. Whispering into his ear the stoic male said, “If you can be quiet until I make you cum, I’ll let you fuck me.” Ken purred at the challenge, it would be difficult for him considering he loved having the world know he was getting the best lay by the best man, but he would have to accept. What can he say, he loved a good challenge and to cum all over Ryu’s hand.
Feeling the balls of Ryu’s knuckles grasping into his scalp, he pulled a fistful of bleached hair, Ryu nipped Ken’s ear before Ken turned his own head to meet the stoic’s lips in agreement to the deal. This didn’t prohibit panting and gasping (unless it was high-pitched), just the typical grunts, moans and screams he did. Relaxing his muscles once again, Ken felt Ryu pulling on his hair as he rocked back onto Ryu’s sharp thrusts. He wanted to cum so bad, and to feel Ryu’s own cream inside of him as well. The dark-haired man placed his hand on the blonde’s hip, massaging and gripping harder as he rode him harder purposely. Ken’s pants were rugged, sighing when it slowed down into the nice, evened thrusts. Purring now, Ken felt himself dipping forward, he would’ve used his hands to keep himself up, but they weren’t in use considering they were behind his back. However, this new angled position caused for better access to his prostate, as Ryu kept rocking slower and deeper into it. Ken almost yelped, but instead let out low, barely audible groans . . . he couldn’t take this torture. Finally, he felt Ryu reach between him and pumped him the same way he was thrusting into his being. Unable to take the torture, Ken started thrusting back to meet his lover’s thrusts. Fast and rough was what he enjoyed of course, and with Ryu pulling onto his hair, he spilled his seed all over his hand and his futon in no time, spurt after spurt, feeling his dick become more sensitive to touch.
However, Ryu had yet to cum, releasing his grip on his American lover’s hair, he gripped both hips and continued pounding away until he grunted in completion of filling his lover with his hot semen, which began seeping out his ass, even during the last few thrusts. Leaned forward, they both tried catching their breath, enjoying this not-so-innocent moment together, feeling each other’s heart-beats. Afterwards, Ryu removed the headband from Ken’s wrists and casted them aside. Licking off cum Ken had left on Ryu’s hand, he leaned his whole body back until his back met Ryu’s broad chest in an upright position. Both on their knees, both spent, yet, both were still amorous. Ken cupped the side of Ryu’s face, though his hair was plastered with sweat on his forehead, while Ryu had his arm around Ken’s waist, the other stroking the side of his neck before they leaned in and kissed each other.
“Happy birthday Ken.” Ryu blushed, even if Ken grinned mischievously.
“You know, this isn’t over yet. . . “ Masters’ voice was husky, and sensual all the same. Purposely pushing Ryu on his back, simply just using his body, he turned around, straddling Ryu. He was perfectly aware that his gift benefactor was still inside of him, and he started to ride him hard.
“K-Ken, sl-slow d-d-“ Ryu was trying to say, not able to keep up with the way Ken was saddling him, it forced Ryu to grip his muscular hips.
“You wanted to fuck me muscle man. You better hold on.” Ken punctuated every word with each thrust he took into his ass, which he purposely was contracting so that Ryu would know what it felt like to be almost in a beautiful heaven.
“But Ke-Ke, Ung~” He groaned as he felt his length being abused by a rather greedy birthday boy.
“Shut up and keep fucking me.” Ken wrapped his fingers around Ryu’s throat, choking him slightly, which only caused him to fuck him harder and groan in pleasure.
“That’s right bitch, keep fucking that tight ass~” Ken tossed his long hair back, feeling his prostrate being raped, but at the same time, he was dominating over Ryu’s own cock. With one last thrust, Ken felt Ryu cum really hard inside him as he came all over Ryu’s chest and part of his chin. Panting, Ken laid on Ryu’s chest, regardless of the mess. In between pants, Ken whispered in his lover’s ear, “Now it’s your turn . . .”
Ryu grinned then answered, “I look forward to it, but don’t speak so vulgarly please?”
The older man chuckled, “I can’t make any promises, and you know I love calling you my muscle man. Though you are my big muscled bitch too.” As vulgar as it may be, he enjoyed it.
Yawning, Ryu couldn’t keep his eyes open during the lecture his sensei was giving him. “Ryu! Are you even paying attention?” He took note that he did have bags under his eyes and wondered if cancelling the session would be a better idea and to try later on when his pupil had more sleep into his system.
“I’m sorry sensei, I’m just really tired.” He was lucky though; his master slept like a rock and didn’t hear the noise Ken was making earlier this morning.
“Hn, get some sleep Ryu, it’d be best to have an attentive student than a sluggish one.” Gouken dismissed him, watching Ryu bow out and take his leave.
Walking out of the dojo and back to his room, he walked into Ken on the way there. The blonde looked a bit fresher, but had mild remnants of sleep on his eyes.
“Bro, you look like shit.” Ken commented on the obvious.
“You don’t look so terrible yourself.” Ryu said all the while walking past him, only to feel a hand on his shoulder halting him.
“Thanks for earlier . . . I appreciated it.” The blonde gave him that sexy boyish smile of his.
“No problem, anything to help out a friend.” Ryu smiled honestly, Ken held out his fist as Ryu joined it with a tap; a bro-tap, nothing but the highest respect for each other.
“SHORYUKEN!”
A voice echoes throughout the forest, causing birds to fly off in frenzy. The man’s muscular pectorals with long blonde hair in red-tie tied in a loose ponytail, keeping the bangs from his face. The young man’s body glistening in glands of sweat from concentration during the attack. Closing his brown eyes, standing still for a moment, allowing the gentle breeze to rustle his tattering red kata as the cool wind rustles his hair. Ken Masters, a twenty year old Japanese American, has come a long way with his training under Gouken. The young Masters has no idea how long he will be under his sensei’s tutelage, nor does it trouble to him. His thirst for knowledge and desire to learn everything possible, thus making him a promising student. The young adult finds that there is always more to learn with each passing lesson.
Closing his eyes, the Japanese American readies himself for some stretches, popping his muscles back into place. Unguarded, he felt someone jump onto his back, with about the same weight he packages.
“So, how was training?” A young man with a similar appearance to Ken, made an attempt to tackle him. His sun-kissed complexion, short dark brown hair and white gi contrasts with the other Shotokan.
Ken took one of Ryu’s arms, attempting to throw him over his body. However, when executing the action, he didn’t expect his friend to grasp ahold of his other arm, pulling him down as well. Ken landed soundly on his back, creating a dent in the soil as Ryu fell on his rump.
“It was going fine until you showed up.” Ken teases as he remains lying on the ground. “I think I’m getting the hang of the Shoryuken, the form, control and all that,” he rolled onto his side, to see Ryu rubbing his bum to ease the discomfort.
“I’ve also been practicing my own little move, do you want to see?” Ryu looks over at Ken, who was grinning like an arrogant fool. He had heard him practicing the other day, but he decided against going to investigate what he was doing. Now, he wonders what skills he has up his sleeve. The solemn Japanese fighter nodded, smiling, quite interested in what his rival had in store.
“Alright then, impress me.” The man stood up, backing a ways away from Ryu, so that he had enough room for the attack itself. Before he became, he looks over at his friend and a goofy grin graces his features. “But first, can you bring that dummy over here?” He points to the beautifully carved stick figure made out of wood behind Ryu. Laughing at his companion, he was not the least bit surprised that his training would need a still doll opposed to a living being. Ryu did have his own training to attend to, so Ken took it upon himself to not bother his fellow rival. Lifting the moderately heavy object to Ken and dropping it a ways in front of him. Ken nods his appreciation before readying his stance.
Gathering his chi and forming it into his stomach, making sure it evenly spread throughout his own body before he guided its need to his legs, starting at his knee
“SHIPPU-“
“JINRAI KYAKU!”
Ryu watched in awe as his partner executed this move, watching as he soared almost as high as the Japanese Cherry tree before he started to descend with grace and refined elegance that it was almost impossible to assume Ken had. As soon as Ken’s foot touched the ground, he brushed the blonde locks from his eyes.
“Wow Ken that was really impressive! How long have you been practicing that one?” Ryu walked up towards him smiling, Ken smirked arrogantly.
“Only for about a week or so, I mean, what can I say? I am a genius.” Ryu rolled his eyes as his friend’s cocky attitude, which sometimes got the better of him. Looking at his friend’s backside, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
“So much of a genius that your ass is hanging out of your kata.” Ryu commented, covering his mouth to stop laughing. Flexing his ass muscles for a little to realize his friend wasn’t bluffing him; he looked behind him and cursed.
“Well, perfection in a move like that comes with practice.” Looking at Ryu, he grins. “Besides, you don’t seem to mind my ass hanging out too much, don’tcha pal?” He bent over and purposefully mooned his friend, while the dark haired young man kicked his friend in the rear so hard he lost his balance and fell flat on his face.
“Alright Perfection, just know that dinner is about to be ready in about fifteen minutes.” Ryu teased before turning away and walking back to the small home lodging for the meal. Sitting up, Ken looked over at Ryu’s own behind and sighed. “I guess that was for getting me back for pantsing him earlier this week.” Pouting, he rose up and jogged after his companion.
Dinner long past, and so had most of the evening. Ken took the liberty of bathing himself in the bath-house while Ryu was out near the river, swimming in the cold water. Moving some of the blades back from the window, he took a peek at his friend who was cleaning behind his ears and scrubbing his scalp. Ken felt like such a voyeur, but Ryu was an attractive young man, one whom he bedded quite often as of late. However, it had been a few weeks since he last felt those lips on his, let alone felt his ass slapping against his thighs or felt his long hair tugged. Licking his lips, he peered even more at the silent chiseled muscle man who submerged from the water. Small rivulets of water were dripping down his toned abdomen, down his hips and pelvic region . . . even down his length which Ken’s eyes were fixated on. The fact that he was completely nude did not surprise him, more so that he was half-erect, was a bit unexpected, in the pleasant sense.
Ryu walked to the rock ledge where he placed his clean clothes and towel, but instead of dressing like he normally did, he hid himself behind it. However, he didn’t hide himself well enough to not be seen by his peeping tom friend. Hunched over, Ryu began to pleasure himself, tweaking his taut dark red nipples as he gave his length firm, long strokes. It didn’t take long for the young warrior to be completely erect, even with a small amount of pre-cum forming at the slit of the head. Ken edged himself closer to the window, only to hear small groans and husky breathing from about ten or more feet away, causing the American’s dick to twitch into arousal.
‘Damnit, not right now. . .’ It was quite the opportunity. As perverted as this sounded, Ken has tried to catch Ryu masturbating. He asked the warrior if he did, and he blushed in embarrassment, and answered yes. Yet, he never knew when. Ryu has managed on several occasions to catch Ken touching himself for gratification, then again . . . that was before he and his partner were engaging in their own sexual acts. Before that, he snuck off to be with a woman from the city that was nearby or at least, Ken’s idea of nearby was a few hours away by walking on foot. If sensei found out he was using the only bike to make nightly rendezvouses with pretty women, he’d be put under even more hell than when he snuck out in the first place. The blonde male figured that the next best thing to a woman was a man. Sometimes, even the latter was better than the former, especially if the man was a quiet, muscular, taut and had a nice soft pair of virginal lips. Well, not so virginal now since this has been going on for almost a year now, but as chaste as Ryu’s mind and heart was, his sexual side was almost the same way. Nothing like a man that will blush while sucking the life out of his cock, that always made Ken appreciate his time with Ryu more. As horny as the American gets, he knew his friend values their friendship, even their surrogate brotherhood and his training more than sexual gestures. The sex was merely an added bonus to their training under Gouken. Would they still be enjoying each other’s sexual presence like this in five, perhaps ten to twenty years from now? Probably, but Ken does want a pretty wife who didn’t mind his martial arts lifestyle and to raise a child in the art of fighting. As much of a flirt he was, he is loyal to those he loved and cherished.
Putting those thoughts away from his head, Ken found his hand wrapped around his member, stroking at a moderate speed. He wanted to cum whenever Ryu did, with the way his rival was stroking himself, it would take no time. . . Ryu loved being teased in bed, in fighting and even whenever he wanted to orgasm. It was a form of torture to Ken, but to Ryu, it showed control. That aroused Ken even further since he had never been with a woman that had such stamina and a sexual drive to keep going, let alone to control their pleasure opposed to succumbing to it.
Ryu wasn’t as reckless as Ken was, or so the blonde thought. But as he continued to pump himself, he found himself nearing the brink of his release. Noticing that Ryu had his head tossed back, pumping furiously as well, he couldn’t stop himself. He came right then and there, against the side of the tub he was in.
“Shit~” He muttered, looking up to realizing Ryu already brought himself to his release, several spurts confirmed that as well as the throaty groan he heard from the window. After he came to he looked up and noticed swift movement from a far-off distance, in a small window.
‘Damn, that was close.’ Ken thought as he toweled off, nude in the bedroom he and Ryu shared since they first came here. Letting his dick air-dry and cool off from the play session he engaged in, he figured to sleep nude tonight. As he walked over to the closet stretching, he reached for his black Japanese futon floor mattress and unfolded it, eager to get to sleep. Looking at the clock nearby on the floor, it read 11:59pm.
“A minute away from being twenty-one and alone on Valentine’s Day, who would suspect that someone as good lookin’ as me wouldn’t be with anyone?” He muttered to himself as he laid down, pulling the cotton blanket over his naked form. Looking up at the clock as it struck midnight, he sighed. Ken Masters was now twenty-one year old man, beautiful and single: Happy Valentine’s Day.
Already fast asleep and completely unaware of Ryu’s presence in the room, he too wasn’t presented with any clothes on his body. He walked over to the closet to pull out his white futon mattress and laid it on the floor, nearby Ken. Looking over the sleeping figure, noticing how noisy Ken’s snores were as they’ve always been. The man’s arm covering his eyes, while his other hand was outstretched, lying next to him; merely in a frenzy considering the blanket that was originally pulled completely over his body was now tugging against his abdomen. One leg was propped up, almost enough for his balls to make an appearance, in Ryu’s favor. Shaking his head, he walked over reaching for his blanket that Ken unknowingly left out for his use; he placed it over his futon, with no interest in sleeping in it yet. Crawling towards Ken, Ryu tapped his friend’s shoulder, calling his name softly only to get nothing in return but a snore.
He knew that today was Ken’s birthday, but he wanted him to be awake for the present he had in store for him. But Ryu figured that he had to use one of Ken’s crude tactics to rouse the young fighter. Blushing as he noticed his companion’s nipples were getting harder in his sleep, it made him circle a finger around the erect morsel. Moving the blanket aside, he noticed his friend’s half-erect member, twitching slowly, which only had Ryu assume what kind of dreams his older companion was having. Still hearing Ken snoring soundly and without fail, he shyly leaned his head forward to between Ken’s thighs to kiss the member, only to have it twitch slightly. Looking back at Ken’s face, his mouth agape and snores not letting up, he figured it would take a bit more to wake up his friend.
Moving his position away, his head was now between the Masters’ thighs; his hand massaged the balls gently, not trying to stir him just yet. Bringing his head down onto the slightly erect dick, he sucked on the head slowly, soon engulfing his semi-flaccid length inch by inch into his mouth. It felt strange, so he wondered how Ken managed to get away with doing this when he was asleep. Sucking all of Ken into his mouth, feeling the hallows of his cheeks tighten slowly. Once at the hilt, he used his tongue to stroke one of Ken’s balls; there honestly wasn’t any room to suck it into his own mouth. Beneath him, he felt Ken shift slightly, but snore louder. What a grating sound on his ear it was, but he ignored it and continued to work the sleeping male. Playing with the slowly forming vein on the side of the shaft, until he pulled his head all the way up to the tip, nipping it; which earned him some pre-cum to suck into his mouth and down his throat to drink. He wasn’t sure if Ken was capable of nocturnal emissions like some men, but he hoped that he would be awake before he blew his load into his mouth. The stoic, yet aroused warrior continue his ministrations, until he felt the length completely harden and Ken’s body shift more. Ryu’s brown eyes were closed and only concentrating on sucking. Before he knew what was going on around him, he felt a large hand weave through his dark brown hair and a gasp of surprise and pleasure.
Opening his eyes, half-lidded and filled with lust, he saw Ken. The young heir to the Masters had his arm propped up, his lips moist and parted, and his long blonde hair spilling over his left shoulder. Ken wanted to thrust his hips upward, to make Ryu take all of him into his mouth and not having him tease the sensitive head of his dick. Yet, the look in the younger man’s eyes was something he did not want to test, just yet. When the heir wanted to open his mouth to say something or to ask what possessed his friend to do this, all that escaped was a soft moan, barely audible. Ryu was working his dick so well this evening, he felt close and ready to blow. Panting loudly now, he started to grunt and groan in hopes of getting the release he wanted, yet when Ryu stopped, he kissed the tip before pulling his mouth away. Smirking, a blush still gracing his pale features, showing that he was embarrassed, but not ashamed of the actions he just did.
Sighing in disappointment, Ken went to grab for Ryu, but he casually moved aside. Furrowing his eyebrows, he felt his friend grab a chunk of his blonde mane and yanked him into a dangerous kiss. Ken could taste himself on Ryu’s tongue, even all around his orifice as they kissed in such need. The young Masters was beyond turned on; there was no other way to describe it. It was rare that Ryu would take control, let alone yank on his hair with such force. Ken gripped his nightly lover’s biceps, sinking his stubby fingernails in as he felt Ryu’s weight dominate his balance, as he found himself on his back on the futon. Soon enough, Ryu was establishing dominance with having both of Ken’s wrists pinned on both sides of his head, nipping and sucking at his lips teasingly, causing Ken to moan.
“You shouldn’t tease me like that . . .” Ken was breathless, yet his sultry voice invited this sensual opportunity for his resigned complement to show him what he had up his sleeve, or lack-thereof. Ryu smirked against his friend’s lips, kissing them once more before removing his hold on his paramour’s wrists. Before he realized it, he felt a hand cup the side of his neck causing the dark haired male to shiver in delight. The other hand was trying to slither its way to cup his backside. Moaning at these gestures, Ken smirked against the soft lips of his velvet smooth companion. Tongues clashed in fervor of passion and want, but both men’s hands were travelling elsewhere the other wasn’t aware of, yet. Not thinking anything of the moment, Ken felt a strong hand sneak its way to his member, grasping it firmly and strongly gently, causing him to break his lips away from the dark haired beauty in need of gasping for air. Looking up at Ryu, who looked back at him with such an intense gaze, he felt his orgasm rising once again.
“Ryu, you better make me cum this time or-“ Masters was caught off guard by the strong grip the younger male had around his phallus, causing him to buck his hips and yelp. Looking down, pre-cum was forming profusely, some beads trickled down the slit, but his orgasm was held at bay.
“Or what? You’re hardly in any position to boss me around.” Ryu purred the words, causing his captive’s dick to throb even more, feeling like it was about to burst any second. Where this backbone of Ryu’s derived from he hadn’t the slightest clue, but that doesn’t mean he can deny him of release- not for long at least.
Sighing shakily, he laid his head back down, closing his eyes shut as Ryu continued stroking him. Long and sensual strokes, like the ones the blonde can imagine his friend performing earlier on himself. Groaning, he felt his orgasm coming once again, he started to be more vocal in his moans, hoping his captor would comply . . . a couple more of those strokes and he was finished.
‘Ryu, I swear to the Heavens above if you don’t fucking let me cum . . .’ Was the only thought he had before he felt himself about to erupt. His thighs quivering, he felt his semen spurt some before he felt the head of his dick being applied with uncomfortable pressure, causing him to stop himself from cumming any further. Gasping in a strained breath due to the pain, he propped himself up once more only to see Ryu licking his hand of Ken’s semen.
“What the hell man!” The voice was gruff and husky with annoyance, showing that the American really didn’t have any control over himself. He wanted things quick, fast and done his way. Not the patient, teasing approach. Feeling his pony tail being yanked again, he felt those soft lips kiss his again, making his anger more manageable to bear. Removing his lips, Ken felt himself throbbing even more, “Be patient.” Telling a haughty man that was basically asking for disobedience, but he gave a stiff nod before complying with Ryu. Another chaste kiss was placed on his lips before having his lover on his back again, Ryu then repositioned his head between Ken’s muscular thighs. Moving both legs up and on his shoulders, he spread the blonde’s butt cheeks before slithering his tongue up and down the crevice, causing the man beneath him to scream. Ryu smacked his thigh, glaring at him- reminding him that they weren’t the only two in this abode. They had to be mindful of Gouken who was sleeping, luckily not right next to them otherwise this sleeping arrangement wouldn’t remain the way it is.
Ken covered his mouth, he loved moaning and he loved being loud, it showed how much he loved it when Ryu pleasured him or even when he fucked him into oblivion. Panting loud enough for Ryu to hear, the man between his legs continued to lick his sphincter, loving how sensitive the area was to Ken than it was for him. The blonde’s thighs trembled, his lips pressed together until they turned white and the guttural noises in his throat indicated that he was enjoying this. Lubricating the puckered hole some more, he slipped his middle finger inside gently, making sure it remembered it’s presence inside of Ken’s being. Masters stopped his thighs from quivering only to let out a husky purr, using one of his hands to rake through his already damp forehead, and the other reaching for his dick. Yet Ryu saw this action and batted it away.
“I’m dying here Ryu; can I at least touch myself?” This earned a shake of disapproval and Ryu slapping Ken’s erect dick for being disobedient. The sensitive organ already had a huge vein on the sign, alerting him that it’s been suppressing its release for this long, causing small beads of cum to trickle down the length. Blushing at the next idea that came into his head, he decided to act upon it, as a form of Ken’s wayward actions, he reached for the length, stroking it some before sucking on the head a little. A sharp cry ripped through Ken’s throat before he realized the next action. After a few strokes, Ryu descended the thick member down to his captive’s own asshole, prodding it gently. Causing the usually unorthodox male to blush, and then widen his eyes as he felt the head past the small opening, then his dick was already halfway inside of him. Crying out Ryu’s name, Ken couldn’t believe that he was getting fucked by his own length. Tensing up, he was giving himself pain, but he didn’t know how else to react until Ryu said, “Relax. It’ll feel good, I promise.” The look in his eyes, of lust and assurance, that silky voice and that smile . . . Those attributes alone made Ken relax and sigh as he felt himself being pumped inside his ass. All of him obviously couldn’t fit, but the portion that could felt really nice inside. So this is what his dick feels like huh? He would have to make note of that whenever someone tells him he feels really big when they were so tight.
Clenching his toes, he felt Ryu pumping his length inside him slowly, but that didn’t help his impending orgasm that well. The groans were deep and needy, and when Ryu realized this, he figured rewarding him would be the next best thing, though he was being noisy. Thrusting Ken’s length into him faster, he looked over at his friend’s flushed face, and his panting parted lips. Bucking his hips, he came, hot spurts of cum inside himself. Falling down on his back, he breathed heavily, feeling dizzy about the whole ordeal. Feeling himself soften, Ryu removed the spent member from Ken’s ass and smirked at the leaking semen leaving his body.
“R-Ryu . . . what the hell was that about?” Ken admitted that he found it weird that he was fucking himself, literally, but the feeling and the sensation and the fact Ryu was doing it for him was probably what turned him on the most. Before Ryu answered, he crawled atop of Ken once more to kiss him some more, all the while preoccupying the birthday boy with his lips, he removed the red headband Ken used for tying his long mane. Detaching himself from Ken’s lips again, he wrap the headband thrice over Ken’s lips, to further prove his point that he was loud and needed to be quiet for the remainder of his activities. Tying it tight in the back, Ryu finally answered, “Let me take care of you, Ken.” Sultry brown eyes met widen ones as Ryu reached between them, pumping Ken once more. The captive had to admit, he was being a selfish asshole and had yet to reciprocate any pleasure back to his own lover. Lowering a hand to grasp Ryu’s erect member, his wrist got grabbed firmly as the stoic warrior shook his head while the look in his eyes told him that later his turn would come, right now, it was completely about him.
It did not take long for Ken’s length to semi-harden once more, now that his ass was warmed up, it was time for Ryu to give his lover what he wanted: A great birthday fuck. Parting his thighs, Ryu positioned the head of his shaft against the moist, puckered region. Pushing forward, he groaned as he felt himself fill Ken inch by inch all the way until the hilt. Ken preferred fast and rough fucking, but Ryu was the slow, gentle type . . . or so Ken originally thought. Soon, he began thrusting his hips in a sharp, moderate pace, hearing his lover’s muffled moans of enjoyment. Leaning forward, Ryu pushed himself all the way till he was almost balls deep inside Ken who was screaming with desire, before he could get more aroused, Ryu rolled his hips, having his dick stroke Ken’s insides and provoke his prostate. The once flaccid, untouched length was now hard and throbbing against the blonde’s abdomen, completely untouched. Ken arched his back as he felt pleasure spike from his rectum as Ryu hit his prostate several more times, loving the sensation all the while. Feeling Ryu pinning down both of his wrists to fuck him harder and deeper. If Ken’s mouth wasn’t gagged, he would’ve been waking up every living being in the house and the forest right now . . . he even felt his dick leaking from the anal abuse. A few more pumps and Ken would’ve came, yet there was an abrupt halt. The man taking the pounding was already delirious with pleasure.
Pulling the headband undone, Ryu rolled Ken onto his stomach; coaxing him to have his hands behind his back as he wrapped his wrists with the red material. The submissive male had saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth, still trying to catch his breath from the earlier fucking . . . which stopped him from releasing once again. Turning his head, he was about to say something until a loud smack stung his ass. Biting his bottom lip, the blonde looked over, feeling Ryu’s body applying pressure to his back and his thick cock sandwiching his backside. Whispering into his ear the stoic male said, “If you can be quiet until I make you cum, I’ll let you fuck me.” Ken purred at the challenge, it would be difficult for him considering he loved having the world know he was getting the best lay by the best man, but he would have to accept. What can he say, he loved a good challenge and to cum all over Ryu’s hand.
Feeling the balls of Ryu’s knuckles grasping into his scalp, he pulled a fistful of bleached hair, Ryu nipped Ken’s ear before Ken turned his own head to meet the stoic’s lips in agreement to the deal. This didn’t prohibit panting and gasping (unless it was high-pitched), just the typical grunts, moans and screams he did. Relaxing his muscles once again, Ken felt Ryu pulling on his hair as he rocked back onto Ryu’s sharp thrusts. He wanted to cum so bad, and to feel Ryu’s own cream inside of him as well. The dark-haired man placed his hand on the blonde’s hip, massaging and gripping harder as he rode him harder purposely. Ken’s pants were rugged, sighing when it slowed down into the nice, evened thrusts. Purring now, Ken felt himself dipping forward, he would’ve used his hands to keep himself up, but they weren’t in use considering they were behind his back. However, this new angled position caused for better access to his prostate, as Ryu kept rocking slower and deeper into it. Ken almost yelped, but instead let out low, barely audible groans . . . he couldn’t take this torture. Finally, he felt Ryu reach between him and pumped him the same way he was thrusting into his being. Unable to take the torture, Ken started thrusting back to meet his lover’s thrusts. Fast and rough was what he enjoyed of course, and with Ryu pulling onto his hair, he spilled his seed all over his hand and his futon in no time, spurt after spurt, feeling his dick become more sensitive to touch.
However, Ryu had yet to cum, releasing his grip on his American lover’s hair, he gripped both hips and continued pounding away until he grunted in completion of filling his lover with his hot semen, which began seeping out his ass, even during the last few thrusts. Leaned forward, they both tried catching their breath, enjoying this not-so-innocent moment together, feeling each other’s heart-beats. Afterwards, Ryu removed the headband from Ken’s wrists and casted them aside. Licking off cum Ken had left on Ryu’s hand, he leaned his whole body back until his back met Ryu’s broad chest in an upright position. Both on their knees, both spent, yet, both were still amorous. Ken cupped the side of Ryu’s face, though his hair was plastered with sweat on his forehead, while Ryu had his arm around Ken’s waist, the other stroking the side of his neck before they leaned in and kissed each other.
“Happy birthday Ken.” Ryu blushed, even if Ken grinned mischievously.
“You know, this isn’t over yet. . . “ Masters’ voice was husky, and sensual all the same. Purposely pushing Ryu on his back, simply just using his body, he turned around, straddling Ryu. He was perfectly aware that his gift benefactor was still inside of him, and he started to ride him hard.
“K-Ken, sl-slow d-d-“ Ryu was trying to say, not able to keep up with the way Ken was saddling him, it forced Ryu to grip his muscular hips.
“You wanted to fuck me muscle man. You better hold on.” Ken punctuated every word with each thrust he took into his ass, which he purposely was contracting so that Ryu would know what it felt like to be almost in a beautiful heaven.
“But Ke-Ke, Ung~” He groaned as he felt his length being abused by a rather greedy birthday boy.
“Shut up and keep fucking me.” Ken wrapped his fingers around Ryu’s throat, choking him slightly, which only caused him to fuck him harder and groan in pleasure.
“That’s right bitch, keep fucking that tight ass~” Ken tossed his long hair back, feeling his prostrate being raped, but at the same time, he was dominating over Ryu’s own cock. With one last thrust, Ken felt Ryu cum really hard inside him as he came all over Ryu’s chest and part of his chin. Panting, Ken laid on Ryu’s chest, regardless of the mess. In between pants, Ken whispered in his lover’s ear, “Now it’s your turn . . .”
Ryu grinned then answered, “I look forward to it, but don’t speak so vulgarly please?”
The older man chuckled, “I can’t make any promises, and you know I love calling you my muscle man. Though you are my big muscled bitch too.” As vulgar as it may be, he enjoyed it.
Yawning, Ryu couldn’t keep his eyes open during the lecture his sensei was giving him. “Ryu! Are you even paying attention?” He took note that he did have bags under his eyes and wondered if cancelling the session would be a better idea and to try later on when his pupil had more sleep into his system.
“I’m sorry sensei, I’m just really tired.” He was lucky though; his master slept like a rock and didn’t hear the noise Ken was making earlier this morning.
“Hn, get some sleep Ryu, it’d be best to have an attentive student than a sluggish one.” Gouken dismissed him, watching Ryu bow out and take his leave.
Walking out of the dojo and back to his room, he walked into Ken on the way there. The blonde looked a bit fresher, but had mild remnants of sleep on his eyes.
“Bro, you look like shit.” Ken commented on the obvious.
“You don’t look so terrible yourself.” Ryu said all the while walking past him, only to feel a hand on his shoulder halting him.
“Thanks for earlier . . . I appreciated it.” The blonde gave him that sexy boyish smile of his.
“No problem, anything to help out a friend.” Ryu smiled honestly, Ken held out his fist as Ryu joined it with a tap; a bro-tap, nothing but the highest respect for each other.
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