Moving Forward

Stay High

Hours later we were completely done packing everything and we're just moving things out. We had to rent a truck so that we could transport all of Makoto's stuff. I looked in one of the boxes as I moved it, "Why do you even have some of this stuff?"

"It was for Haru," his response was immediate. He lightly shook his head, "I spent too much time and money doing things for him. I got him practically everything he needed."

"Damn Makoto," I sighed, setting the box down in the truck, "You need to stop taking care of him."

Makoto walked up behind me, his hand brushing across my chest, "I am. I'm moving out aren't I?"

I turned to face him, "You're not going to go back to him right? When him and Rin ends and he realizes how much he has depended on you, you're not going to go back to him right?"

Makoto ran his fingers along my cheek, "I'm with you now." He leaned up and kissed me before pulling back. "I've got an idea. Let's give Haru some bad memories, let's make his precious kitchen dirty."

I smirked at him, I knew exactly what he wanted to do. "What's gotten into you today? Your mind is being so filthy."

Makoto just smiled back and waltzed to the kitchen. "Do you not like it?"

He had me there, I did like. A lot. It was just surprising. I looked to the open kitchen doorway in time to see Makoto drop his pants in a pile by the door. I gulped, he's just enacting all sorts of fantasies today. I walked over to the kitchen and saw Makoto standing facing the other side of the room, pant-less with his fingers in his ass. He was breathing heavily and I could see pain on the edges of his face as he glanced back at me. He smiled, his eyes dark, "I couldn't keep waiting for you... Do you like seeing me getting myself off like this?"

I gulped, I could feel my dick harden and press against my restraining pants. Did he really say that out loud? I couldn't believe it was all real. I went up behind him and snaked one hand around his torso and the other held the wrist of his hand in his ass. I whispered breathily, "Look at you, getting yourself ready for me." I licked the back of his neck and behind his ear, making him shiver and let out a small gasp. "Let me help you."

I held his hand in his ass and gently pushed it in further before pulling it out. I wrapped my hand around his, lining up our fingers. I nibbled at his earlobe as I pushed our fingers inside him together. I moved our fingers together, rubbing them along his walls. I pushed our hands in a little deeper and hit one of his sweet spots. Makoto let out a low, wanting moan. I whispered in his ear, "How does it feel to pleasure yourself like this?"

He couldn't put words together. He just leaned his head back on my shoulder, breathing, "Sou...suke..." He panted, "More... Deeper..."

I pressed my hard-on against his ass, slowly rubbing it against him. "Say it louder Makoto."

"Sousuke!" Makoto practically screamed, "Give me more! I want you deeper!"

"As you wish," I smiled and pulled our fingers out. I unzipped my pants and rubbed my hard cock against the muscle of his ass. I positioned him a little forward and then brought my cock into him hard. Makoto's hand flew up and grabbed my hair as he let out a long moan. I pounded into him faster, one hand moving his hips, the other rubbing his dick. It didn't take long for us to both come. Makoto came all over the kitchen counter and cabinets and I came inside him. I held him tighter for a moment, "Makoto..."

Makoto couldn't respond, he was too busy catching his breath. I pulled out of him and he was so loose that my cum started leaking out of him almost immediately. I smirked and whispered by his ear, "Let me get that out of you."

My fingers brushed over his ass, making him shiver at my touch. I pushed one finger inside him, I could feel my cum as I moved my finger. "S-Sou...suke..." Makoto finally breathed. But I started to rub my finger along his insides, pushing out the cum. I looked down to watch as it fell to the floor and splashed against Makoto's legs.

I could feel myself getting excited again. I bit Makoto's ear as I whispered, "Damn Makoto, you're just too hot. Tell me you want it bad, tell me you need me." I was already unconsciously rubbing my cock against Makoto's ass again.

Makoto's cock twitched as he started to get hard again. He barely managed to say, "I-I need you Sousuke, all of you."