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It was a Friday night, and Yu didn't have any plans. He was resting on the couch, eyes fixated on the television when he heard the front door swing open. He peeked over at the entrance, Dojima fumbling in with Adachi at his side as usual. Dojima was obviously drunk, and Adachi was obviously struggling to drag the man into the house. Yu didn't move from his seat, and let the two make their way inside. Yu felt a tinge of nervousness at Adachi's presence. He couldn't help but remember the questionable encounters they had earlier this week.
The first time Adachi touched Yu was earlier that week. Adachi was over for dinner, again. He recently had been coming to their home more than usual, either dropping by for dinner, or helping Dojima home after a night of drinking. During conversation, Adachi placed a hand on Yu's shoulder, which he had never done before. Yu knew it was just a casual touch, but couldn't shake the feeling of it dragging on for too long. The second time, Adachi placed a palm in the middle of Yu's back while he was talking to Dojima, who was across the room and looking through files. He tensed up a bit at the motion, unsure if he should confront the man, and then suddenly felt Adachi's hand slowly traveling down his back. Yu said nothing, but slowly moved his eyes to Adachi's face. Adachi's expression startled him. His eyes were dark, and he looked like he wanted something from him. Before Yu could say anything, Adachi's pulled away his hand and got up to leave. Yu was left confused and uncertain of Adachi's intentions. Were these just casual touches?
Now, Yu just silently sat on the couch hoping that Adachi would just leave after Dojima was situated. He heard shuffling noises and small complaints from Adachi over the buzzing of the TV. Soon enough, Adachi came tumbling out into the living room.
"Aw man, I'm exhausted!" Adachi's voice rang out through the room.
Yu didn't look up.
"Mind if I rest here for a bit before going on home?"
Yu stiffened a bit at this, but agreed anyway. "Uh, sure."
Adachi took a seat on the couch next to Yu, sitting a little too close for his liking. They sat in silence for a couple minutes, as the sound commercials filled the space.
"Don't have any plans on a Friday night?" Adachi spoke.
"No. I've been pretty tired from school lately." Yu didn't take his eyes off of the screen.
"I see, I guess it is nice to take a break every once in a while."
Yu could feel Adachi's eyes on him, but decided not to look back at him. He suddenly felt very exposed in his T-Shirt and boxers. Why did he feel this way? Adachi is just being friendly, its not like he has any bad intentions. He's probably just a touchy person that's all...
Yu's train of thought was suddenly interrupted by the feeling of something touching his thigh. Yu felt his eyes go wide in shock, was Adachi.. touching his leg? He didn't dare look down as he felt Adachi's hand rest on the skin of his thigh. He felt his body tense up, and didn't know what to do. Soon enough, he felt Adachi's hand begin gently caressing his thigh. Then the feeling of rough skin moving up and down his leg. Yu felt his face flush, and wondered why Adachi was doing this, was he genuinely interested in him? Sexually? He knew this was most definitely not a casual touch that someone would do on the daily. Especially to a boy who was your coworker's nephew.
This touching lasted for about a minute, and Yu still didn't know what to do. He could literally end this at any moment. He could tell him to stop, or just get up and tell Adachi to leave, but for some reason he didn't want to. He felt himself almost wanting the touch, and hoping it wouldn't stop. As messed up as it was, he hoped it would go farther. Along with all these confusing feelings, he also felt something else.
He was scared of Adachi.
Adachi always seemed like a cheerful person, and not intimidating in the slightest, but Yu couldn't shake that look he had in his eyes the last time he saw him. And now, he felt like Adachi had complete and utter control over his body.
He dared to look up at Adachi while he continued to drag his touch over his thigh, and as if on cue, their eyes locked. This time, Yu knew exactly what Adachi's intentions were. Adachi's mouth curled up into a crooked smile, and he began to drag his hand further up Yu's thigh. He pushed up the fabric of Yu's boxers and slid his hand underneath. Yu gasped at this, and grabbed onto Adachi's wrist in panic.
Adachi stared at Yu for a second, "Resisting now, hm?"
Yu felt himself breathing more heavily, eyes darting from Adachi's face to his hand. He didn't know what to say. Everything about this situation was wrong. He should be resisting and telling him off, but he just couldn't deny that nagging feeling of desire. Even though Yu was doubtful, he slowly loosened his grip on Adachi's wrist, and then let go of it completely. Adachi took this as an invitation, and his hand darted up into Yu's boxers.
Yu let out and embarrassing yelp at the sudden intrusion, and felt himself begin to shake as Adachi slowly traced fingers over his cock. Yu felt his body responding to the touch immediately, and had a flash of arousal. He sunk into the couch as Adachi gripped his hardening cock and began moving his hand up and down slowly. Yu watched as Adachi's hand stroked him underneath the fabric of his underwear, and tried to hold back the small moans escaping his mouth. Yu never experienced anything like this before, he never had someone else touching him like this. As embarrassing as it was, this was his first time. The way Adachi was looking at him made him feel like he knew this.
"Who would have known Yu Narukami would want something this dirty?" Adachi's voice purred into Yu's ear. He began speeding up his strokes, moving his other hand to rest on Yu's ass. Yu whimpered at the touch, and felt himself losing all composure.
"I guess you can't suppress your urges very well." Adachi mocked, grabbing at Yu's ass, and then suddenly gripping onto his boxers and pulling them down. Yu gasped as he was now completely exposed from the waist down, feeling sparks of arousal all over his body.
"I can't suppress them either."
With that statement, Yu felt himself almost at the edge, and losing all control. Adachi stroked him quickly and roughly, his other hand now gripping onto his inner thigh. Yu was now completely facing Adachi, and was almost sitting in the older man's lap. He made small gasps of Adachi's name as he began to thrust into his hand. He avoided eye contact with Adachi, but couldn't help but wonder what the other's expression looked like. Through the heavy panting and moans, he locked eyes with Adachi. He felt his piercing gaze all throughout his body, and felt himself ready to release. Yu let out an unintentionally loud and high-pitched moan as he came all over himself, and Adachi's tight grip. Adachi stroked him through his orgasm, and then let go, leaving Yu to collapse on the couch.
Yu felt his head spin, letting out heavy breaths as he lie on the couch. He jumped a bit when Adachi placed a hand on exposed abdomen, and then began to trace his fingers lightly on the skin.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" Adachi purred. "Its about time you service me."
Yu tensed at the last statement, and felt a surge of fear. He didn't know what Adachi wanted. That was all cleared up once he heard the unzipping of Adachi's fly. He stared, wide-eyed and with a slightly open mouth as Adachi took out his already hard cock.
"Come here." Adachi's voice was rough and demanding. It send shivers through Yu's body. Yu slowly began to sit up, leaning into Adachi's body, when Adachi impatiently grabbed Yu's arms, and pushed his head down into lap.
"What should I-"
"Suck."
Yu felt Adachi force his way into his mouth, filling it up quickly. Yu was overwhelmed by the sudden intrusion, and felt a hand tightly grab at his hair. He began to experimentally suck and lick Adachi's cock, trying to keep up with the pace of his thrusting. Yu was completely being used right now, and he couldn't help but feel exhilarated from this. It was like his body was betraying itself. He felt tears trickle at his eyes, but kept on letting Adachi thrust into his mouth. He looked up at Adachi desperately, meeting aroused eyes. Adachi's long fingers traced Yu's face, and he stared at him longingly.
"Your'e so good, oh my god. You have such a pretty face." Adachi groaned. "I should have done this a while ago."
This made Yu moan into Adachi's cock with lust, and earned a good reaction from Adachi. Adachi thrust quicker now, and Yu could tell he was nearing his limit. The pace was almost painful now, and Adachi's cock was slamming into Yu's throat. Adachi's face was twisted with pleasure, and his gaze filled with power. Adachi had total control over Yu, and there was nothing Yu could do about it.
"Fuck!" Adachi's hand pulled harshly at Yu's hair as he climaxed, cum filling Yu's mouth. He felt it trickle down his mouth and onto his chest as Adachi pulled out. He swallowed the rest, cringing at the bitter taste.
"What a good boy." Adachi whispered out of breath, shifting his position on the couch and tucking himself back into his pants. Yu looked up as the other man stood up slowly, trying to catch his breath. Finally down from his high, Yu realized what he had just done. Well, more like what Adachi did to him. He let the man use him, and liked it. There was no denying this. Yu moved to a sitting up position and covered himself back up with his boxers. He stared at Adachi's figure with fear in his eyes, unsure of what the man would do next. Adachi made his way to the door, and all Yu did was watch with eyes full of shock.
"Well, that was fun. I'll see you later Yu." Adachi gave one last glance at the younger boy before exiting. The way Adachi said this was almost threatening, yet left Yu with an undeniable craving for more.