Thanks for the Memories

Only Sweeter

I walked into Makoto's and Haru's apartment. It was small but there was still a living room and a hallway that led to the rest of the apartment. I didn't say anything, I just looked at Makoto. He looked at me with that look in his eye. "It's just you and me. We've got the whole place to ourselves." He stood an inch from me, pushing me up against the front door. His face was turning red as he said, "I want your passion."

I put my hand around the back of his head and brought my lips to meet his. He hungrily pushed back into me. He readily let me part his lips with my tongue. His hands travelled to my shoulders and he pushed off the jacket I was wearing, letting it fall where we were standing. I moved to nibble on his earlobes and he trembled in my arms. His hands that were clasping the back of my shirt dropped down to grab the hem. Makoto pulled my shirt up and over my head, throwing it behind him. I put my lips back to his, lightly sucking on his lower lip. He let out a small moan and I felt it vibrate across our lips.

Makoto broke the kiss. He smiled and started to take a few steps back. He began seductively stripping off his shirt as he walked. He dropped it on the floor and stopped at the entrance to the hallway, waiting for me. I smirked and went over to him. I wrapped an arm around him, running the other hand along his naked chest. My fingers alighted on his nipple. His face and chest flushed as my fingers played with him. I couldn't help smiling, I liked seeing him at my mercy.

Makoto's hands went down to my belt buckle and clumsily undid my pants. He rested a hand on my hard cock. I gritted my teeth, I didn't want to let it show. Makoto looked at me with pleading eyes and in a soft voice, asked, "Let me taste you?" I didn't have time to process what he was saying. He knelt down and lightly sucked at my dick through my boxers. He leaned back enough to slide my pants down to let them fall to my ankles. He ran his tongue along me and then put my whole length in his mouth. I gritted my teeth and grabbed the back of his head. A thought had occurred to me, this was all going just the way he wanted.

I was sure he would stop but he didn't. He kept going down on me until I couldn't hold it back anymore. I couldn't help letting out a low groan as I came. He readily swallowed. Makoto leaned back on his heels and brought a hand up to his chin. He looked up at me, "He tastes like you." My eyebrows furrowed together. He added, "only sweeter."

I did not like that at all. Makoto just smiled. He got up and began to walk down the hall. For all that had happened, Haru was sweeter. I was mad. I would make Makoto take back those words. I looked over to where he walked off and saw him. My eyes widened. He was standing at the entrance to the bedroom with his back to me, dangling his pants next to him. He looked over his shoulder and smiled slyly at me as he dropped his pants on the floor. He widened his stance and leaned forward a little. He ran his hands down his ass spreading the muscle apart.

I gulped. I was done for. I stepped out of my pants and walked over to where he was standing. I wrapped one arm around his torso, my hand caressing his nipple again. My other hand was running down his back to rest at his asshole. We walked into the bedroom and shut the door behind us. My fingers pushed inside and he let out a loud gasp. I smirked and began sucking at the skin between his neck and shoulder. I thrust my fingers in deeper, pushing them along the walls of his ass. Makoto moaned and threw his head back against my shoulder. I moved my fingers in him more and pinched and twisted his nipple, leaving him panting. I looked down his chest to see him, hard and pulsating. Makoto moved his hand to grab my hair as I sucked at the nape of his neck. "Sou... Sou I'm...!" He didn't need to finish his sentence, his cum was all over the floor in front of us.

I picked him up and walked over to the bed, throwing him down on it. I got on top of him, pinning him to the bed. He looked into my eyes, if I didn't know better I'd say he had looked a little nervous. "S-sousuke..."

I smiled deviously, "You were the one who wanted passion."