My Time

13 ~ Weary Feelings

Hinata had spent the week avoiding Yamaguchi like the plague. Every glance he took was filled with worry, distraught, conflicted feelings. He knew he had to talk to Yamaguchi again, he had to. Hinata paced back and forth behind the school, trying to calm down his nerves. 

Earlier, he texted Yams saying that they needed to talk and to meet behind the school once it was over. He had run his wording over his head, pacing, biting his nails, chewing his lip. He was frantic, scared. Afraid. 

What if he isn't forgiven? What if-...

He had never felt this way before. The aching feeling tingled in his stomach, twinging urging him to fix it. 

From the distance, he spotted a tuft of green hair, knowing that something was about to go down. Yamaguchi approached the orange-haired male, giving him a slightly distrusted look of disgust. 

"What did you want."

Hinata walked up to the male, caressing his cheek. 

"I'm sorry...you were right. I should pry into your business like that...you knew him first." 

Yamaguchi seemed intrigued and continued to listen. 

"And I'll stop talk to other people...if you don't want me to..."

"Alright."

"But then...you'll stop talking to other people too right?"

"Seriously Shoyo? I TOLD YOU HE CAME IN MY LIFE BEFORE YOU."

Hinata stood there, shaking. Tears threatening to fall from his eyes. His gaze met his freckled lover, friend. fiend, enemy? He didn't know anymore. 

"Y-you're right...I-I'm sorry...j-just...p-please..."

His voice cracked. He grabbed onto the taller male's shoulder. 

"C-come b-back t-to m-me..."

Hinata was heartbroken, destroyed. His legs ached from the freshness of the cuts he created last night. His skin was bruised from the beatings of mallets he took to himself. He was desperate for comfort, for the touch of Yam's and that's exactly what he did. 

Yamaguchi smiled softly, holding the smaller male's hand in his. 

"Ok, let's go...you're coming over."

They walked hand in hand back to Yamaguchi's house. Once they got there, Yamaguchi forcefully pinned Hinata against the wall. He grabbed the smaller male's face, bringing his lips hungrily towards them. The kiss was filled with lust, hunger, anger, sadness... 

Yamaguchi swiped his tongue against Hinata's bottom lip, asking for entrance. The smaller denied access, keeping his lips closed. Yamaguchi's hands made their way to Hinata's round full ass, squeezing them. That caused Hinata to whimper and gasp. With that, Yamaguchi slid his tongue into Hinata's mouth, exploring the cavern. Hinata was submitting ever so easily, not even trying to battle against the dominance that was coming off of Yamaguchi. 

His legs felt weak, his breath shaky. Yams picked Hinata up, hand propper the smaller by the ass. The orange-haired male wrapped his legs around his lover's waist, hands intertwined in his silky locks of olive hair. 

The kiss was broken, a long strand of saliva connected them. Hinata panted heavily, as he stared into Yam's eyes. They pressed their foreheads together, longing for each other's touch and affection. Yamaguchi climbed up the stairs with Hinata in his arms, bringing the smaller male towards his room. Hinata was needy at this point. He began to rock his hips slowly back and forth, wanting the friction to ease his swollen tight hole. 

It ached for the feeling of wanting to be filled by his very first dick. The strap felt pleasurable, but if he felt the warm semen filling his insides, that would send him off the edge. Yamaguchi brought Hinata down to the bed, continuing their heated make-out session. Hinata's hands gripped onto the collar of Yamaguchi's shirt. His hands holding the smaller thin dainty waist. Their tongues intertwining, longing for the feeling of more. Hinata dragged his lover to the edge of the bed. He got on his knees, pulling down his pants with his teeth. He unzipped the zipper, staring right at the other. 

His pants were slipped off, leaving a hard tent inside of Yamaguchi's briefs. Hinata then dragged the underwear off, inhaling the musky scent of his first real dick. Hinata licked the tip of Yamaguchi's shaft. The salty bitter taste of the pre-cum wasn't as bad as he thought. He continued to tease and lick the slit, causing Yamaguchi to groan. 

"Sho stop t-teasing~"

Hinata had his tongue swirling the head, before taking half of it down. He couldn't fit all of it, so the rest of the shaft was being stroked by his small hands. Hinata bobbed his head up and down, making sure to swirl his tongue around to lick the thick shaft. Yamaguchi's member was throbbing with pain and pleasure, his veins pulsating in the warm heat of Hinata's mouth. 

Yamaguchi put his hands in the smaller's hair, pushing him down. Hinata moaned in response, sending shivers of pleasure down Yamaguchi's hardened cock. Hinata was going painfully slow, teasing the hell out of the male. 

Yamaguchi couldn't take it anymore. He began to thrust his hips upwards, making sure that Hinata took in all 11 inches of his thick hot cock. His dick was being sucked up by Hinata's tight heat of a mouth. He sucked his cheeks in, giving more stimulation to the freckled male. Yamaguchi continued to thrust into the smaller's mouth, causing tears to well at the corners of his eyes. His jaw was slack, lips were swollen. Eyes red and puffy. His cheeks were tinted pink with arousal, not to mention, his little hard-on that was in his pants, aching to be touched and relieved. 

With one final thrust, Yamaguchi's member was thrust all the way to the back of his throat. There was a pit in his stomach. Soon, warm, hot piping cum was being shot down Hinata's throat. He moaned against the taste, sucking and milking Yamaguchi more as he swallowed the delectable meal he was getting. His lips popped once they were taken off. He continued to lick Yamaguchi's slit more, wanting more cum to come out. He was practically trying to suck the male dry at this point. Yam's brought Hinata back up to his lap, whispering into his ear. 

"You did a good job swallowing, my little cum slut." 

Hinata cooed, blushing like the mess he was.