10.2: Sorry

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There was a constant pounding on his door. Enishi covered his ear. He wore a white tank top and black pajama pants. After two hours of shouting and pounding, Enishi opened the door aggressively and grabbed a hold of Tamura's shirt, yanking him inside. He shut the door, pinning him to the wall.

"What do you want?" He asked, leanin down, one arm hold him up, mere inches from his face.

"Get away from me Fat Ass!" Tamura said, shoving him. It did nothing. He fidgeted, squirming beneath Enishi's intense gaze. He gripped Enishi's shirt in his fist as a challenge, causing Enishi to place a hand on his lower back.

"Why are you here so late?" Enishi demanded to know.

"Fuck you!" Tamura held up a bag of food from the school store. To his disappointment, Enishi moved back, freeing him.

Enishi took the bag from him, sitting on the floor. Tamura turned to leave, but Enishi grabbed his wrist, yanking him down and forcing him to sit. Enishi at everything. It was gone so quickly, that Tamura couldn't even keep up with what he'd been doing.

"Now," Enishi began, wiping his mouth and gathering the trash, "Why are you here?"

"No fucking reason," Tamura said, crossing his arms. He got up, but was suddenly thrust back onto Enishi's bed. Enishi pinned him, one knee between his legs one arm suspending Enishi above him.

"That's a lie," he said leaning closer to him. He placed his hand on Tamura's waist.

"FUCK you!" Tamura exclaimed.

Enishi suddenly placed a kiss on Tamura's lips. Their tongues entwined, their breaths mingling in the air. He tasted like sweet and sour chicken, Tamura thought. Enishi moved his free hand to pull off Tamura's shirt, gently rubbing his pectorals. He licked his left nipples softly, sucking on it like a child. He gently nibbled it, causing Tamura to blush slightly. He dis the same to the other nipple, pinching the vacant one with his free hand.

Tamura let out a soft moan, thrusting his hips against Enishi. Enishi looked up at him, his violet eyes illuminated by the light from the window.a string of saliva trailing from Tamura's nipple to his tongue. Tamura exhaled a shallow breath, his eyes begging Enishi to fuck him already.

"Not yet," Enishi whispered into his ear, licking the rim erotically. He licked his throat, kissing and suckling, holding the side of Tamura's face gently. He pulled away leaving dark love marks along his throat.

"S-stupid Fat Ass!" Tamura breathed.

Enishi grabbed a wistful of Tamura's blue hair, forcing their lips to meet. His tongue dominated his mouth, Tamura nibbling his lips. Tamura wrapped his arms around him, his nails digging into Enishi's broad back. Suddenly Tamura pushed him over and pinned him. The tides now turned, Tamura ran his hands through Enishi's ginger hair, grinding against him. Enishi grabbed his ass, his nails digging in through his pants. Tamura pulled away from the kiss, a trail of saliva leading from their lips. He moved down unzipping Enishi pants, pulling his dick out from his black boxers. He licked the tip, causing it to twitch. It was already quite hard. It thronged as he began suckling on it, nearly swallowing it's length. He bobbed his head, sucking on what he could and rubbing the rest. He moved faster as Enishi let out small moans. He was trying to hold back his voice.

Enishi came quickly, Tamura swallowing as much as he could. A small dribble came out from the side of his mouth and he wiped it away with his forearm. He undid his own pants, eager to be fucked by Enishi's massive dick. When he looked to Enishi, his face was a bright red, he trembled, his eyes lustful. His breathing was ragged. Tamura smirked devilishly, and placed his tip inside of his ass. Enishi held back a moan.

"Stop holding back your voice," Tamura said, leaning forward.

He then sat down on his dick, causing him to moan. He rode Enishi, Enishi grabbing his hips and thrusting aggressively into him. Tamura was newly thrown if it wasn't for Enishi's grip on his hips. After a few moments Tamura came, soiling Enishi's shirt. Cum stained his chest and abdomen and Enishi sat up, taking his shirt off. He played, his mind a mess. Tamura got off of him, noticing he hadn't cum yet. He pulled off Enishi's pants, lifting his large legs and spreading them. He licked one if his fingers, coating it in saliva before inserting it into his ass. Enishi squirmed, his dick twitching again. Tamura loosens his ass, he looked Enishi in the eyes, and rammed violently into him. A high pitched moan escaped Enishi's lips. Tamura fucked him, hitting some type of wall. Enishi let out small mewls trembling. He came, his cum splashing Tamura in the face. The two paused for a moment out of breath. Enishi sat up as Tamura pulled of out him, and he used his shirt to wipe away the cum.

Tamura got up, slightly out of breath. Enishi sat up, his hands on his knees. As Tamura picked up his clothes, Enishi, with red covering his cheeks spoke, "Will you... um... stay the night?"

Tamura turned and shoved him down on the bed by his face. He rolled him to the wall, taking the spot on the edge of the bed. Enishi rolled over, holding him. Tamura closed his eyes.

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