swan_forest | Vongola Vacation.

At the end of the day, Gokudera is going to be looking out for the good of the family, primarily the Tenth. He will compromise his own happiness to keep them all safe and successful, but doesn’t because he’s aware now that to do so would only cause more worries, more pain.

“Fun to watch you work.” He adds, enjoying the way Yamamoto throws himself into what he likes with so much dedication.

“Yeah, hang on… Don’t want you getting sand in your mouth.” With them both on their knees, kissing, sand getting in places it shouldn’t is unfortunately more than a little likely.

Gokudera stands and moves to place the front of his body against that rock they’d been against earlier. He glances behind him, wondering if maybe he should alter his position some. Is he appealing enough just… standing there?

“This good enough?”

Now that was a view! He had often taken peeks a Gokudera's butt when the other boy was bending over, but seeing it bare was amazing!

"Bend forward a little," Yamamoto suggested, eyes glued to Hayato's nice round ass. "Kinda, stick your hips out?"

He reached up and put a hand on each cheek, squeezing them gently, then pulls them apart.

Yamamoto doesn't exactly know what he's doing. Most of the AVs he saw didn't really show a lot of rimming, focusing more on blow jobs and anal sex. So he's going to play this one by the seat of the pants he's not wearing. He takes a breath and press his face between Gokudera's cheeks, tongue out, licking until it feels that tight ring of muscle under it.

He doesn’t consider his butt to be worth much viewing at all, but the way Yamamoto speaks, his excited tone really helps. Gokudera blushes and instead of bending further forward, he drops his back forward, tips his hips up so his back arches nicely.

“Like this?” The view probably shows so much and he’s surprised he’s not hearing more pictures being taken. Not that he’s going to shy away any time soon, but maybe Yamamoto would rather capture the moment after Gokudera’s good and wet? His cheeks flex when they’re grabbed and squeezed gently.

When they’re spread and he can feel Yamamoto coming close, he’s further surprised by the feeling of that tongue searching.

“Ah wait, a little lo-ahhh!” He twists slightly to reach one hand back and help guide Yamamoto, but instead his hand just holds at the top of the other boy’s head. Fingers flex slightly at the bit of pleasure, the tease of more happening.

Yeah, Yamamoto's completely forgotten about taking photos at the moment. Not when he's been given a chance to make Gokudera feel as good as he just made him feel.

But (heh) he'll get another chance to take a picture of Gokudera's ass. He knows he will.

He hums when the other's hand is placed on the top of his head, not minding as he begins to lap in earnest at Hayato's hole, enjoying the way it twitches under his tongue every time he runs over it.

There's not a lot of rhythm or skill going on here, just reckless abandon as he does his best to make Gokudera feel good.

It’s a different type of pleasure than he’s ever able to give himself. Toys and his hands could only do so much on exploratory nights. Having Yamamoto at his back is more comforting than he would have expected, and he’s clearly eager.

The hand that’s not in the other boy’s hair moves along the rock, bending at the elbow so Gokudera can press his forehead to his outer forearm. “Mmmmh… yeah…”

It feels way better than he could have expected having the other focus his tongue there. His cock drips as he moans softly, approval and pleasure obvious in his tone.

Yamamoto is always eager for fun things. Especially if Gokudera's involved. And now if something involes Gokudera and being naked, he's going to be even more excited to try new things!

He continues to lap at Gokudera's hole until he has to pull back for a breath. "Fuck, this is a lot more fun than I thought it would be."

An idea pops into his head. And since he has very little in the way of impulse control he followed through with it, biting down on the soft skin of Gokudera's ass. Not hard, only the faintest of marks would be seen. Just a nip before he goes back to licking at his boyfriend's hole.

Gokudera’s face is flushed, and he’s panting, looking a bit lost to the pleasure. He’s not sure if he can cum like this, without touching his dick, but he wants to see how close he can get with Takeshi’s mouth on him.

“-is it?” He asks with a breathless sort of chuckle and he turns his head to hide his face, rubbing his eyes against his arm.

“Tch!” Gokudera jerks a little at the bite, spreads his legs further slightly, and takes his hand off Takeshi’s head to stroke himself. The combination of feelings has him moaning loud, and he has to move his head to put his mouth on his arm, stifling the noise.

"Yeah," Yamamoto said. "But maybe that's just because it's you."

He knew that activities with people you liked was always more fun than with strangers. Maybe sex was the same way. Until he imagained doing this with Gokudera, he thought rimming was a little weird. Though it did help that who ever got their ass eaten out in the AVs he watched seemed to melt under the other guy's tongue.

Like Hayato was now. Must feel really good.

"You wanna cum before we go any further?" he asked, lifting a hand to play with Gokudera's balls.

Gokudera wants to ridicule Takeshi for that statement, but he knows he’d probably have just as much fun eating the other boy out. He has a nice ass, too, after all. Nice everything, really.

That hand at his balls makes him groan his answer right into the skin of his arm, “Awwhhuh… can I?” He asks, as if it would be some kind of problem for him to let loose. They’re going to go further? Of course he wants whatever Takeshi will give him, and the idea of more gets his blood pumping harder.

Also, the idea of cumming from Takeshi’s dick sounds incredible. No reason he can’t do that, right?

And that is something Yamamoto really wants. He wants everything with Gokudera.

"If you want. If you don't want to, that's cool to." He pulls back, spits on his finger, getting it nice and wet again, before placing it against Gokudera's hole. It feels a lot more relaxed than when he fingered it the first time. He makes a mental note that rimming makes Gokudera more relaxed. Slowly he pressed his finger in.

"I wanna fuck you," he said. "I wanna fuck you so bad."

“And if I cum while you’re… doing this?”

His hand is still stroking his dick. The finger in his ass isn’t like being rimmed, but he doesn’t like it any less. The attention there is good, and he’s been so close for a while, feels like he’s about to explode.

“Hhhhhhuhh…” Gokudera likes this feeling, but he wants more. “Do it, then!” He’s impatient, horny, demanding, and so hot he can’t think straight. “Please Takeshi…”

They're doing this.

He's going to fuck his best friend, his boyfriend, his partner. They're going to become connected. Become 'one' of sorts.

"If you cum like this, I'll just make you cum again while I fuck you."

He spat on Gokudera's hole, worked his middle finger in. "Hold tight," he said. "I need to stretch you some more. I'm, uh, you know, big."

It’s so many firsts back-to-back, and Gokudera never thought it would happen like this. Not that it’s anything bad! Far from it! But that they’d get an opportunity like this seemed like some kind of fantasy.

He’s not sure what he’s supposed to hold tightly to, but his hole twitches and wrings at that finger, tightening against it even for how relaxed he is. Gokudera moans as his hand keeps stroking, imagining how Takeshi’s dick will feel inside him.

“Close-!” He warns, his panting growing audible.

"Maybe you should stop jacking off then," Yamamoto teased, leaning in to lick around his fingers to help relax Gokudera. He spat on his hole again and stood. He spits into his hand and rubbed it on his dick to get it wet. He was leaking so much that he didn't know how much wetter he needed to be.

He removed his fingers from Hayato's hole and pressed the head of his dick to it. This was it. A major milestone.

And he couldn't think of anyone else he wanted to be with. "I love you," he murmured and began to press in.

A few seconds later, the head of his cock popped inside Gokudera. "Oh."

“But it feels good,” he whines and gives a little groan of pleasure at the licking around those fingers. Gokudera stops stroking himself and moves his hand to brace against the rock, looking up and over his shoulder at Takeshi as he stands and presses his dick against him.

It’s hot, so incredibly hot and big and the words are even more powerful. Gokudera gives a little gasp, wants to return those words, but all he gets out is “Takeshi-!” Before he feels the other enter. The build-up had hi teetering on the edge of orgasm, and he can’t stop himself from cumming at the feeling.

His body wrings tight at the head of his lover’s cock and Gokudera shudders, gasping and moaning in pleasure before his muscles loosen. Wow… at least the orgasm distracted him from any pain. There is none, just the feeling of being stretched, but not filled.

He’s aching for that, honestly lost to the sensation of them being connected, feeling Takeshi inside his own body.

“Y-You too… c’mon… show me…” he’s impatient, eager

It's okay if Gokudera can't say the words back now. (Though he suspects he distracted his lover when he pushed in).

But then Gokudera says 'you too' and Takeshi feels his heart beat fast, his face split into the biggest smile he's ever smiled. "I love you," he repeated, leaning forward to wrap his arms around Gokudera's chest, nuzzling his neck. His dick slid in a few centimeters as he did this, and he paused.

But Gokudera's eager for it, so he shifts his hips and allowed himself to sink another couple of centimeters. He has to go slow, wants to make sure he doesn't Hayato. "Patience," he murmured. "I don't want to hurt you. Fuck, you're so tight."

Gokudera hisses his next inhale as that dick pushes in just that little bit. It’s not painful, just noticeable. Any of that friction is, and he hums in satisfaction at being held. The nuzzling kind of tickles and he reaches a hand up to run fingers in Takeshi’s hair, keeping his face near his neck. He wants to hear more words, more reactions, feel Takeshi’s breath against him. “Nhhhh… love you too…”

“D-Doesn’t… hurt!” He gasps as those hips behind him shift again. Gokudera pushes himself to relax, moves his own hips so he can take in just that little bit more.

“Fuh-uhck…” Gokudera wants that slow sinking to work him open, for the other to shift back and push in a little further each time. Wanting that is one thing, but vocalizing it is a whole different challenge. So instead, his hips move forward to direct that dick out, and then he arches and moves them back, trying to encourage a little more depth. Even if he’s going to be the one fucked, Gokudera isn’t the type to just let someone help him, is more keen on taking some kind of control for himself.

It’s not fast, which is perfect, but he wants more movement, that sense that he’s getting fucked instead of gradually, slowly, torturously penetrated. Gokudera’s toes curl in the sand.

“Feels so good,” he whimpers imploringly.

"Okay." The last thing he wants to do is hurt Gokudera, but as reckless as his boyfriend can be, he trusts him too.

It's a bit of a war sometimes. But in this instance, since it's Gokudera's ass he's in, he's going to trust the other teen to know what he's capable of handling. After all, Gokudera has never had a problem telling him if he doesn't like something.

And his body was really liking how Gokudera fits around him. How hot and tight he is. His body is begging Yamamoto to slam all the way in until he's balls deep inside of him. (Can Gokudera take all of him? His throat could.)

"Okay, I'm going to go slow though." Part of him wanted to that not out of concern, but because how cute the other boy way being so desperate. He pressed his lips to the back of Gokudera's neck, put his hands on his hips, and began to slowly push in. Centimeter by centimeter his cock was swallowed up by hot flesh. "Fuck, you're amazing Hayato. You're, fuck."

Gokudera trusts that if it’s too fast or hurts too much, he can tell the baseball idiot to stop and will be heard and respected. Yamamoto can be selfish, and Gokudera will allow that, but not so much that he won’t have consideration for himself. It’s still something he’s struggling to remember, and that is to value his own body and life a little more. Takeshi clearly likes it, so he trusts him. It goes both ways.

“Y-yeah…” He appreciates the other going slow. Gokudera just doesn’t want him to stop moving.

The lips on his neck and the hands on his hips make him groan, enjoying the feeling of the other filling him. It’s so much better than he could ever describe, and while Takeshi is groaning praises and curses, Gokudera trembles and moans, his dick hardening with each aggravatingly slow centimeter the other boy’s cock pushes in. It’s so much further than any of his toys can hit, pulsing inside him and attached to his favorite annoying person ever.

Yamamoto's never used any toys; all he knows is his hand and fingers. He wasn't going to buy toys to be shipped to his place. Not on the slim chance that his dad might open his package on accident.

So he's not quite ready for his entire dick being surrounded by tight heat.

He's almost all the way in when he feels himself come to a part he can't push past. "I don't think I can go further," he said. "I, uh, bottomed out is the phase?"

He moved one hand from Gokudera's hip to his stomach as if seeing if he could feel himself through Gokudera. That only happened in hentai, though. Right?

He's not really thinking straight. Not when he's as close to Gokudera as he is right now. He peppered kisses against the back of his neck, his other hand coming up to grope at Hayato's chest before he started to slowly rock his hips, pulling out a little bit and then sliding back in.

Gokudera would likely invite him over to his apartment (for the first time! Woah!), and end up giving Yamamoto some things he could play with. He’s not a fan of having the other sneak around his dad, but he knows that privacy would be important, respects that, and doesn’t try to barge in or step on any toes if he can help it. Takeshi and his father have a unique dynamic Gokudera will likely never understand and always be a bit envious of.

Not that he’s thinking about fucking Takeshi at the moment. He’s a bit too preoccupied with the dick in his own ass.

“You’re… all in?” Wow, he really had relaxed. Gokudera had expected pain, but then, Takeshi had been careful at preparing him, and taking his time. There’s no ache, and he feels full, and the hand moving to his stomach makes him shift back a little in a bit of overreacting sensitivity. “Don’t know… the phrase.” He grumbles and moves his hand over the other boy’s before he’s being groped.

“Nh!” Even slow, it’s good, easier to breathe through and savor. Gokudera closes his eyes and tips his head back. He wants more and faster, and not because he is reckless, but because he wants to feel Takeshi give into his urges a little more, doesn’t like the thought of seeming fragile or delicate or that he would actually hurt from something he wants.

Gokudera better invite him over after this. If he doesn't, Yamamoto is going to kind out where he lives and invite himself over.

"Ah, no," Takeshi felt his cheeks warm. "I'm not all the way in. I'm, um, mostly in. Like. One sec." He reached between them and takes a measurement then it holds it in front of Gokudera's face. "This much is out."

It's about three centimeters. Not a lot, but still, he feels kinda giddy that his dick doesn't quite fit inside Gokudera.

When Hayato tips his head back, Yamamoto buries his face his his boyfriend's neck. He wraps his arms around him again and began to move a little faster, a little harder. "So good."

He either will and it’ll be a cute interaction between them, but it’s more likely he’ll want to clean or make his space something impressive instead of the little apartment he can barely afford, and get too focused on that, and eventually Yamamoto will have to invite himself.

“You’re not?!” Gokudera asks, concerned that his body is just too tight or Yamamoto is too big. He didn’t think that was possible! His body is much deeper, so maybe it’s the angle? “How do you ah-“

He shudders at the slight increase in pace and pressure, gasps and forgets what he’d meant to ask. Something about making this better? Is he doing enough? Should they try a different position? Gokudera would arch his back more, but having Yamamoto wrap his arms around him keeps him still, bracing and shuddering on a moan.

Yeah, that's probably how it'll go down. It'll be fun.

"Nope," Yamamoto repeated. He's not too concerned, and he's more of the opinion that he's too big rather than Hayato being too tight. "Don't worry about it; in the photos of our future selves I saw, you were able to take all of me."

There are very explicit photos on his phone. He wonders if the rest of him and Gokudrea grow and his dick stays the same size. (Maybe he should ask Gokudera in the future. And he wouldn't mind. He doesn't have exact measurements of himself, but he figures it's big enough.)

"You're amazing," he said, pressing kisses to Hayato's neck. "Fuck, Hayato, you feel so good. This is the best I've ever felt. Fuck."

Edited 2023-04-03 14:21 (UTC)

Gokudera is concerned, but he usually is. If this already feels amazing, what would it be like to have every centimeter of Takeshi’s arousal buried into him. It’s too appealing a thought for him to accept that on their first time together, they can’t truly go all the way. As is typical, he takes that as a fault of his own rather than something they could work on together. It’d be fun work, too… if he weren’t so eager and greedy in the moment.

“Y-You saw?!” Gokudera gasps in disbelief, and now he’s interested in going to the future and finding out for himself if the older Yamamoto would show him… let him explore a little.

“Nnnhh… ah-! AH-!” The thrusts are feeling better now that he’s relaxed into them, each slide of the other feels amazing and he wants to touch more of Takeshi, swinging his arm back to slide his palm against whatever he can, holding the back of his head to keep those kisses right there. “Fuck! Mmmh! Oh fuck…”

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