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“It’s not the same anymore,” Angeal admitted, taking a
demure sip of his gin.
“I don’t see why it wouldn’t be the same, if you’re
bisexual,” Sephiroth shrugged. He had his usual bar beverage in front of him, a
pot of fresh coffee. “If you like both, it should feel the same. If not, you
swing a lil farther in one direction.”
“I think I swing all the way in that direction
lately,” Angeal muttered around another mouthful of alcohol.
Sephiroth felt for him. Angeal had had a bad run of luck
with the ladies, and any number of bad mishaps could deter a bisexual from a
specific gender. It was simpler with other men, less guesswork, less tip
toeing. It was easy to know what a male lover was thinking about, because men
always thought about sex. Or food. If they were lucky, they’d crave the same
thing at the same time. If not, they’re both still pretty good options.
Plus, another perk of being in a relationship with a man was
cock. Sephiroth narrowed his eyes and began to think towards the weekend
with Cloud.
He didn’t mean to brag about his own relationship, but it
was the only base he had to go from, “I realized before Cloud what I was. But
since having him I know I couldn’t ever go back. But for me, women were never
something I wanted. Maybe try focusing on guys for a while?”
Angeal sighed. “It’s harder for me with guys than it is for
you. I mean…look at you. Then look at me.”
“Oh, shut the fuck up. You’re not ugly.”
“I’m not…cute, either,” Hearing Angeal say the word ‘cute’
made Sephiroth chuckle despite the serious topic. Heart matters were one of the
only things that could truly hurt a SOLDIER.
“You’re not cute, Angeal. You’re handsome. You’re sexy… hot…
ripped…” Sephiroth assured, and then put down his pot of coffee when he was
given a hard look. “I mean it, man. You’re a fuckin’ beast!”
“Thanks,” He said dryly.
“Beast in the hottest way possible,” Sephiroth clarified. He
was being honest, he found his friend very attractive.
When Angeal was younger he was never quite sure what to do
with himself. But with a little help from the more flamboyant Generals, by his
mid twenties he’d settled into a great look with the dark, shoulder length hair
and the creative facial hair. It was always a big day when he walked into the
office with some new shape on his face; everyone had to put in their own two
cents.
But Angeal’s body was never something that he needed advice
on. He ate right, stayed correct and committed to training and had become the
strongest of the three with plain brute force. It had shaped his body in a way
that was different from Sephiroth and Genesis. He was a thick, powerful man.
Sephiroth’s eyes lingered on him for a moment too long.
Angeal noticed and coughed, sipping his gin.
Sephiroth knew that Angeal still didn’t know about the fling
with Genesis. If he did already know, Sephiroth would be perfectly willing to
put his hands on Angeal and make him forget all about the latest romantic
mishap in his life. They were the best of friends… why not show it physically?
Sephiroth wanted to. He laid his chin on his palm and looked
at his friend, attempting to compose a way to tell him that although he was in
a committed relationship, he would be perfectly willing to take him home that
night.
Angeal shifted on his seat as the silence spun out, and
drank again. “I guess I just wish I had someone like…”
Sephiroth blinked, almost expecting Angeal to reveal some
sort of hidden feelings.
Instead, Angeal said, “Cloud.”
“Cloud?” Sephiroth asked in surprise. “You’re interested in
Cloud?”
“Someone like Cloud,” Angeal assured, mistaking
Sephiroth’s intense interest for possessiveness.
“I guess I just didn’t think you’d be interested in that
type,” Sephiroth grinned, still pleased despite being mildly rejected. “You
usually go for other beasts like yourself.”
“I know,” Angeal looked away. “But I would be interested in
Cloud’s…type.”
“A shorty with a hot ass?” Sephiroth supplied.
“Sure.”
“Well he’s got a lot of cute little Cadet friends,”
Sephiroth elbowed his friend jovially. “Want me to get him to set somethin’ up
for you?”
“The last thing I want is for somebody to set something up
for me!” Angeal declared, throwing back the rest of his drink.
Sephiroth just smiled.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
Cloud frowned as he shared his midterm report card with
Sephiroth. They were trying to enjoy a romantic dinner together, but Cloud
couldn’t shake his worries.
He’d worked so very hard to maintain his perfect grade point
average, but he could see that he was slipping with Advanced Hand to Hand.
He was better with a weapon because he was so much smaller
than the other Cadets. He was trying his best to keep up with the class, but
his natural disadvantages were beginning to take a real toll. If he wasn’t
careful, his grades might prevent him from entering the SOLDIER exam next year.
Only the top of the class was accepted, and even if he did well in other areas,
flunking out of Hand-to-Hand would look horrible.
Cloud frowned as he relayed his concerns to Sephiroth. He
tried not to complain about his duties to the man he loved, because it was
obvious that the man he loved had been through it all before and had excelled
with flying colors. But he needed some guidance, and Sephiroth was the only
person he could turn to without being forced to perform push-ups for speaking
out of turn.
“You want me to try and train you up?” Sephiroth offered,
kissing Cloud’s hand from across the table and not at all bothered by the
subject matter.
“You know what happens when you try to train me,” Cloud
said, his cheeks flushing at the predatory flash in Sephiroth’s eyes. “…I wind
up on the floor with my ankles above my ears.”
“You want me to try and train you up?” Sephiroth repeated
cheekily, and nipped at Cloud’s knuckles.
He snatched his hand back. “I’m being serious! What if I
fail? … I can’t fail, Seph.”
Sephiroth settled seriously in his seat. “Listen. If you
want, I can get someone to train you. Someone that isn’t me and someone that I
know will really pound your ass into the floor.”
“Who?” Cloud asked innocently, his gorgeous eyes going wide
in the romantic candlelight.
Sephiroth’s inner voice almost hissed with pleasure. He
smacked it away and concentrated on not throwing back his head and laughing.
“Angeal.”
“Really?! You think he’d take the time to help me?!”
Sephiroth nodded confidently. “He enjoys sharing what he’s
got with the younger trainees. And I think he would definitely take the time
for you, baby.”
Cloud grinned at the endearment. “Seph! It would mean so
much to me!”
“I’ll have him set it up for middle of next week. Be ready
though, he’s not going to go easy on you. I’ll make sure of it.”
Cloud nodded eagerly. “I’ll make you proud, I promise!”
I’m sure you will, Sephiroth’s inner wickedness
hissed, and he realized it sounded an awful lot like Genesis. Perhaps the
redhead was rubbing off on him in more ways than one. Sephiroth leaned on his
palm and smiled slowly at Cloud. “…You think you can handle taking it from a
real SOLDIER?”
“You’re the best SOLDIER of all…” Cloud leaned forward to
stroke his cheek. “And I love taking it from you…”
Sephiroth felt his cock jump. Nothing was a bigger turn on
than everything going according to plan.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Cloud arrived at Shin-Ra HQ fifteen minutes before his
appointment with Angeal. He was more nervous than he could ever recall being,
and had done everything he could think to make sure the training session went
smoothly.
He’d taken it easy on training at school that day, had carbo
loaded for dinner, and had showered and done his hair to perfection. Even
though he knew he was going to get sweaty and dirty, he still wanted to start
out fresh – it was about confidence. And he was going to need all the
confidence he could get for a real training session from a First Class SOLDIER.
Not that Sephiroth wasn’t a suitable teacher; it was just
that their physical attraction for each other made it so difficult to
concentrate. Sweating, flushed cheeks, panting, matted hair and a racing pulse?
It was a recipe for mind-blowing sex, but not for a productive training
session.
He decided to wear something that was suitable for his
position. His yoga pants and wife beater would have been fine, but he wanted to
show Angeal respect as a Cadet. So he wore his little red gym shorts with white
piping, a black Academy logo gym shirt, and his combat boots. And since it
matched so well and he couldn’t resist, he also threw on his favorite knee high
socks for luck.
Cloud had decided to pop into Sephiroth’s office for a quick
visit before meeting Angeal at the elevator. He waved to Shelly the floor
secretary, and rapped lightly on the office door before letting himself in.
Sephiroth was seated at his desk going over the roster for
next year's brand new Cadets. His eyes brightened when he looked up at Cloud.
“Oh hey! Look who managed to get here early.”
“I’m always punctual!” Cloud grinned and went to him. “I
wanted to come give you kisses before Angeal totally reams me.”
Sephiroth’s hands slipped right up the little shorts and
gripped onto Cloud’s ass when he approached. “Oh, I’m sure you’ll survive.”
Cloud squeaked responsively at the groping. “Mm… Seph.
Don’t…”
“Why not?” He wondered, and kissed Cloud’s throat. “You said
you came here to give me kisses…”
“Just kisses,” Cloud gasped a little when Sephiroth sucked
at his neck suddenly. He arched against him as his teeth left behind a red
welt. “Mm… maybe a little of that, too.”
“Tease,” Sephiroth growled. “You come in here with these
shorts and those socks and think I’m not gonna feel you up?”
Cloud moaned when a hand slipped up his loose shirt. “Mm… it’s
just standard issue stuff…”
Sephiroth hardly cared. “Come back here after your session.
Gimme some more kisses before you go home for the night…”
Cloud swallowed hard as Sephiroth nipped his nipple through
the t-shirt. “Definitely.”
“Good. Wanna do me a big favor?”
“Anything at all, Pretty,” Cloud murmured, burying his hands
into Sephiroth’s hair.
Sephiroth then reached into his desk drawer, and retrieved a
plastic bag. Inside it was Cloud’s butt plug and a tube of Pleasureglide.
His eyes widened when he saw it. “Oh, Seph! No! …”
“C’mon,” Sephiroth suggested silkily, gently nibbling on the
mark he’d left on Cloud’s neck. “It’ll save time when ya get back. We can have
a quickie right here in my office…”
Cloud had to admit that he liked that suggestion. He bit his
lip, “It won’t get in the way of the session with Angeal, will it?”
“It won’t get in the way. I promise.” A promise from
Sephiroth was as good as law.
After a moment of hesitation, Cloud nodded. He turned around
pulled down his shorts.
Sephiroth hummed in appreciation and pushed his shoulders
until he was bent over. He very carefully and thoroughly slickened and
stretched Cloud, smiling at the sweet little moans he emitted. He was extremely
careful as he slid the plug inside of him, making sure to stretch him as much
as possible while being as gentle as possible.
Angeal was a big boy, after all.
After several minutes the plug was in place, and he smacked
both of Cloud’s asscheeks. “All set, sugar.”
Cloud turned around and carefully leaned against the desk, a
large erection tenting his little shorts. Sephiroth was so very tempted to call
Angeal up and tell him that the session was cancelled, but he knew that good
things came to those who waited.
Putting those two together like this was perfect. Neither
knew what was about to happen but that didn’t shake Sephiroth’s confidence that
it would happen. Angeal was sexy and Cloud was irresistible. Sephiroth
wanted both of them in his bed together, but would give them a taste of each
other first.
Cloud was trembling slightly and flushed. “Seph… it feels
good…”
Sephiroth’s eyes narrowed as he noticed how Cloud was
grinding on the plug against the desk. Angeal was a lucky man… but also very deserving
of what Cloud had to offer.
With a resolute heart, Sephiroth kissed Cloud again. “I love
you.”
Cloud smiled and returned the kiss. “I love you, too. So
much.”
“Go train. You’re gonna be late. On the double!”
Cloud rolled his eyes and pushed off of the desk, his first
few steps a little shaky before he straightened out and managed to walk to the
door. He adjusted his crotch, and then turned to blow Sephiroth a kiss before
closing it behind him.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Cloud felt his insides throb around the plug as he walked to
the elevator. He usually loved wearing it for Sephiroth; it was hot to share a
dirty secret between the two of them. And it felt so damn good as it brushed
against him from the inside as he walked, it made him want more.
But making him put it in before a very important training
session was cruel! Cloud frowned and tried very hard to focus on something
other than the large, slick object stuffed inside of him.
Angeal was exactly on time, and already waiting at the elevator
for him. Cloud ran the rest of the way, which might not have been a great idea.
His eyes almost rolled back into his head, but he forced the thoughts and
sensations away.
There was something different about Angeal. Cloud realized
he’d usually seen Angeal at events, parties, things of that nature. He very
rarely ever saw him on a typical day, and was surprised to find dark stubble on
his face. Also, his ashy hair was pulled back into a ponytail on the back of
his neck, with several rogue strands framing his angular face. He was wearing a
form fitting SOLDIER t-shirt, loose black sweatpants and sneakers.
Cloud’s mouth parted. Angeal was looking pretty damn good.
Angeal nodded when he saw him and turned to press the
elevator button. On the back of the shirt was Angeal’s last name, ‘HEWLEY’ in
large white letters. The sweat pants, while loose, managed to frame his legs
very nicely…
Cloud blinked until he derailed that train of thought. The
butt plug was turning him into a sexual lunatic! He should not be looking at
Angeal like that… but his arms were so thick and strong, with masculine veins
running through the muscle. He wondered if those veins pulsed when Angeal
benched weights… or when he was panting in the dark and about to blow a load.
Cloud physically shook the thoughts out of his head. “Hello
Sir! Thank you so much for taking the time for me, tonight.”
Angeal had to swallow before he spoke. Cloud had come
jogging up to him like a track star from the high school porno of his wildest
dreams. The kid was always dressed like a firecracker, but he had put on a
little pair of shorts that begged to be ripped off. The shirt was loose;
teasing with the form underneath that Angeal knew was extremely lean. And the
standard issue boots that Angeal had seen day in and day out since he was a
teenager were suddenly as exotic as a pair of thigh high stilettos while encasing
those long, slim legs.
And from what Sephiroth had told him as a confidante, Cloud
was amazing between the sheets. A natural at sucking cock, the way Sephiroth
described it had been cruel enough to tease. The few times he’d seen Cloud
thereafter, he always imagined those small, plump lips around Sephiroth’s cock,
that little spike on the underside dragging teasingly.
Angeal took a breath, straightening his spine. “It’s not a
problem, Cloud. It’s a pleasure, really.”
Cloud smiled sweetly and Angeal’s head spun again. Almost to
remind himself, he said, “You’re very important to Sephiroth… so you’re welcome
to call on me for help with anything.”
“Thank you!” Cloud cooed, just as the elevator opened.
The General ushered Cloud in first, his eyes involuntarily
flicking to that adorable little ass as he stepped inside. Cloud looked over
his shoulder and watched as Angeal stepped inside, filling the small room with
his presence.
Cloud leaned back against the wall, his eyes shooting open
as he unintentionally nudged the plug. Angeal leaned against the opposite wall,
crossing his muscular arms over his chest.
“How are things with Sephiroth?” He asked with a polite
smile.
“Wonderful!” Cloud grinned. “I love him so much. He always
keeps everything interesting between us, even though we can’t see each other
all the time.”
“That he does,” Angeal agreed. “He talks about you often.
You’re a great pair.”
Cloud blushed, and bumped the plug again as he bounced
against the wall nervously. “Thank you… How are you, Sir?”
Angeal looked up at that. “I’m…” He paused as Cloud’s eyes
caught the light from the late evening sky and shone like stars. He was absolutely
beautiful. Angeal shook his head a little and looked down at his sneakers. “I’m
fine. You know how busy we get here.”
“Do you have anyone special?”
Angeal lifted a shoulder, an odd quirk for a man his size and
stature. “Not exactly… no.”
They arrived on a floor that only a General could exit. Not
even Rufus Shin-Ra was permitted to use the First Class training gym. Cloud was
humbled to be allowed to even enter and marveled at all that surrounded him.
It wasn’t a huge gym, but the equipment put anything at the
Academy to shame. It was state of the art, spotless, and seemed to cater to how
each General preferred to get his work out. There was an array of treadmills
and cardio machines for Sephiroth, a playground for pumping iron for Angeal,
and a ballet bar and ab workout center for Genesis.
The walls were all mirrored, and the floor was soft foam,
cradling Cloud’s feet as he followed Angeal further into the room.
“We have a shower room in there, you’re welcome to use it
when we’re through,” Angeal said after giving Cloud a brief tour of the
facility. “Today you’ll stretch before we do some cardio. I want to test your
weight limits, and then I’ll see what you can do on the mats. I know you’ve
already had a full day, so we’ll end after 90 minutes.”
Cloud was nodding at everything that was being said. “Yes,
sir.”
Angeal led Cloud to an open area. “They’ve taught you proper
stretching in class, correct?”
Cloud nodded.
“Show me how you’ve been doing them.”
Cloud blushed a bit, for some reason not expecting to simply
be watched. But then again, why would Angeal need to stretch with him? SOLDIERs
were well-oiled machines. He took a breath and leaned forward to press his
palms against the floor, keeping his legs perfectly straight.
Angeal nodded, trying not to notice how the shorts clung to
the curve of Cloud’s ass. “Very flexible. That’s a plus.”
“I didn’t use to be,” Cloud admitted, his voice going
against his knees. He almost brought up how freakishly flexible Sephiroth was,
but… he didn’t really want to explain how he knew that Sephiroth was so
flexible.
After a few moments he slowly brought himself up, and then
went through a series of standing moves, stretching his shoulders and arms.
Angeal noticed that he was arching his back way too much, and brought his hand
to Cloud’s stomach, gently pushing in, “Stand up straight.”
Cloud did, feeling his skin burn beneath his shirt where
Angeal’s hand was resting. He didn’t move it, and Cloud was beginning to wonder
why when he pushed again. “You’ve gotten comfortable arching. Focus on keeping
your back straight.”
Cloud frowned. “Is that bad?”
“A straight back promotes balance and prevents injury,”
Angeal said, continuing to straighten Cloud out every time he began to settle
into his habits.
Eventually there was no more putting it off. His upper half
was thoroughly stretched; it was time for his legs. With his teeth firmly
gripping his bottom lip, Cloud slowly sank to his knees. Tenderly he sat back
on his calves, feeling the plug nuzzle deeper.
Angeal noticed the tiny groan of what he mistakenly
perceived to be discomfort. “Are you alright?”
“Fine,” Cloud answered quickly, and sucked in breath and sat
down on the mat. It wasn’t so bad, but then again the anticipation was always
the most exciting part. Or in this circumstance, the most inconvenient.
Sephiroth had better be prepared to make it worth his while.
Cloud spread his legs on the mat and leaned forward,
stretching his back and hamstrings. Angeal watched as he pressed his cheek
against the mat, his eyes lingering on the way Cloud’s shorts rode high up on
his thighs. Surely there wasn’t an inch on the Cadet’s body that wasn’t smooth
and attractive.
Angeal cleared his throat as Cloud sat up, this time not
correcting the arch in his back… not when it made his ass pop out so nicely.
After admiring it for a moment, his training got the better of him. “Remember
your posture, Cloud.”
Cloud nodded and straightened it out. Both to Angeal’s
delight and chagrin, the correct posture did nothing to hide the way his shorts
had ridden up slightly to show the barest curve of his asscheek. It was barely
a glimpse, but it was enough to force Angeal to flesh out the rest with his
mind.
Angeal instead focused on Cloud’s front in the mirror. There
was no relief to be found there with Cloud’s eyes closed in concentration and
his lips parted as he breathed. No mature, twenty five year old man should have
become stiff just by the sight of an open mouth and a little flash of leg! But
to Angeal’s horror, he felt his groin stir with interest, and the way Cloud
pushed his legs out farther to deepen the stretch did nothing to help the
situation.
After what felt like forever for both parties, Cloud had
completed his stretching. He stood up carefully, and the shorts straightened
themselves out as he did, which Angeal was slightly disappointed by.
Innocently, Cloud turned around smiled at Angeal.
He tore his eyes away and nodded towards the cardio zone.
“Which form of cardio are you most comfortable with?”
“I like running.”
Angeal nodded. “Good. We’ll go for twenty minutes, to warm
up.”
Cloud nodded and hopped on the treadmill. He quickly became
familiar with the controls of the machine and began running at a steady pace.
Angeal watched him start up, only to assure that he was settled on the machine…
but then he began to watch his young, lean body working on the automatic track,
his pretty blonde hair bouncing, his breath quicken…
Angeal quickly turned around and went to the machine beside
Cloud. At least he could focus on something else for a little while. He began
to run at a fast pace, fast enough to consume his thoughts and hopefully
cleanse his mind of the bewitching Cadet’s sexiness.
Cloud was a little startled when the SOLDIER began to sprint
beside him, and looked over to get a load of him. Angeal was quick for all his
bulkiness, that was for sure. If he didn’t have the goddamn plug in his ass, he
might have turned up his own speed to attempt to keep up with him. But as it
was, every thud of his feet against the tread was sending a shock into his
prostate, and an increase in intensity would spell disaster.
So he kept it at a steady jog, trying not to stare at
Angeal. But there was so much goodness to the man, the way his little ponytail
bobbed, his huge arms pumping, his chest rising and falling, his shirt jumping
at his waist and offering peeks of the unbelievable body underneath…
Cloud’s eyes finally trailed down to Angeal’s crotch, and he
gasped out loud a little.
Those loose sweat pants were packing something resembling a
concealed weapon. Cloud’s eyes widened, he could just make out the curve of the
head of Angeal’s cock as it bounced between his legs with every stride.
The head alone was a mouthful. A fucking mouthful!
Suddenly, all Cloud knew was pain, noise and confusion. He
landed on his back in a pile of limbs, and heard himself squeak pathetically.
Angeal was over him before he could even get embarrassed.
“Cloud! What happened?”
Cloud’s face burned, “I – I slipped! Sorry!”
Angeal shook his head, “No, it’s okay. Are you alright?”
Large, rough hands wrapped around Cloud’s arms and pulled
him up to his feet. Angeal then kneeled in front of him and glided hands over
his legs, looking for any scrapes or burns from the tread. Cloud shivered, “I’m
fine! Just slipped, seriously. I fall a million times a day, it’s no big deal!”
Angeal looked sternly up at him. “You tell me if you’re not
up for this today. We can reschedule.”
Cloud’s eyes fluttered distractedly. The way Angeal was
kneeling… his cock was pressed against the material of his pants so fucking
appetizingly. “No, I want to do this. It was just an accident.”
“Then get back on,” Was all Angeal said before standing at
his full height before Cloud.
He looked at him meekly. “Yes, Sir!”
They both got on their respective machines, both burning
from the experience of being so near. Angeal’s hands tingled with the
smoothness of Cloud’s skin, and Cloud fought not to turn his head and stare at
the man while he ran.
At last, their twenty minutes were up, plus one more for
Cloud for falling on his ass. He smiled as he sheepishly stepped off the
machine, and accepted a towel that Angeal held out to him. He patted his face
off and followed him to the weight bench.
“The point of this is to slowly build up,” Angeal was
explaining as he set the weights at a much smaller setting for Cloud. “If you
start out lifting a bunch of weight you can’t control, you wind up with an
injury. It’s better to do a lot of repetitions with a small weight, than to lift
a heavy mass once and then be out of the gym for a week.”
Cloud nodded, feeling naughty even though he hadn’t done
anything wrong yet. He was beginning to see that Angeal was quite the mother
hen. He was probably used to reeling in Zack from doing stupid stunts.
Cloud was obedient by nature though, and agreed to
everything. “Understood, Sir.”
Angeal patted the bench. “Alright, saddle up.”
Cloud narrowed his eyes a little, wishing he could saddle
something other than the bench. He glanced at the very interesting shapes in
Angeal’s pants once more before lying down. It was designed for a much taller
man, and his feet barely touched the floor.
Angeal took the position of a spotter, standing behind Cloud
and prepared to adjust his weight level. Cloud looked up and gulped. That big
cock was practically resting on his forehead.
Angeal didn’t seem to notice, and he nodded down at Cloud
for him to begin. He wrapped his fingers around the bar and lifted. Angeal had
started him out on a very easy setting, and he put it back down. “I can lift
more.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, maybe another twenty at least.”
“Tell me if it feels like too much,” Angeal mothered as he
adjusted the weights for Cloud. Once it was done he nodded down, and Cloud
began to pump.
Angeal was forced to watch him lying down on the bench with
his tanned thighs spread for support. He counted aloud, if only to keep his
mind from lingering on the tiny grunts of effort Cloud made.
After a few minutes, Cloud stopped. “Can you put on a little
more?”
Angeal had to blink, because with Cloud’s delightful accent,
it sounded almost like he’d breathlessly asked him to ‘put in a little
more’. He sighed, his face becoming stern to cover his sexual frustration. “Ten
more.”
Cloud worked with that for a while, before setting the bar
back down again. “I really feel like I could take some more.”
“Five more, and that’s all you’re getting,” Angeal repeated
with a furrowed brow.
Cloud’s smile broke into a grin. Angeal was a sweetheart,
and he was beginning to become familiar with his facial expressions. He was
genuinely worried that more weight would hurt him… that sort of treatment was unexpected
and very chivalrous.
And he had to admit, the plug was making the workout a lot
more fun than it would have been otherwise. A private gym and a big, hot man
would have been great… but an ass full of slick hardness was beginning to take
a toll on his self control.
When Angeal turned around to retrieve the weight, Cloud
closed his eyes and imagined that the hardness inside of him was Angeal instead
of rubber. He’d love to hear the pop his body made as that fat head slipped
inside of him. Cloud brought his knees together slightly, trying to hide his
body’s reactions to his thoughts. Being counterproductive, he inhaled a bit and
allowed himself to grind down on the plug, teasing himself.
Angeal noticed everything. He saw Cloud shift, his hips
moving enticingly. He kept his eye on Cloud out of the corner of his eye as the
little movements continued. He figured the kid was antsy, psyching himself up
for more weight, or maybe just getting comfortable.
But he looked so damn good. Angeal thought about Cloud
wiggling like that underneath him on a mattress, and the image consumed his
mind so entirely that he grabbed fifty extra pounds of weight instead of just
five.
He added it to the bar and nodded for Cloud to continue.
Cloud went to lift the weight, and managed to get it off of
the rack before it came crashing down on top of him. Angeal reacted instantly,
squatting down to catch the bar before it fell on Cloud’s delicate neck.
He had the bar in his hands to keep Cloud from danger… but
in his haste to lunge forward he had smashed his crotch firmly into Cloud’s
face. He stood up slowly, hoping somehow that the Cadet didn’t notice that he
had just gotten a faceful of semi-aroused cock.
Cloud was all red cheeks and wide eyes on the bench. He had
just been smothered in the smell of hot male arousal. His groin snapped to
attention, it didn’t know what else to do.
He kept his eyes on Angeal’s hoping they wouldn’t flick down
to his shorts and notice the obvious tent. He licked his lips and stammered. “I
–uh – I guess you were right about the weight, then.”
Angeal nodded, decided not to admit that he’d accidentally
added too much because the little blonde was so fucking sexy and distracting.
“It’s alright. I now know that your optimum weight is 100 pounds. We’ll focus
on that next session and add a little more as time goes on.”
Cloud nodded quickly and sat up, hunching over slightly to
hide his erection.
“So let’s get down to business,” Angeal suggested, and led
the way to the center of the room. He wanted this cock tease of a training
session over, already. “You’re here for Hand to Hand training. What’s your
preferred style?”
Doggie, Cloud wanted to say. He took a deep breath,
glad for conversation to deter his thoughts from how good it felt when he stood
up from the bench. He held his hands in front of his groin as he followed
Angeal, “I don’t really have a style, yet. I’m sort of stuck in a rut of
getting knocked down.”
Angeal nodded sympathetically, despite the fact that he’d
never suffered over a size issue obviously. “I think you’re best suited
for mixed martial arts.”
Cloud’s eyes went wide, and he heard himself stupidly blurt,
“Like a ninja?”
Angeal’s face cracked with a smile. “Not exactly. But it’ll
give you more of an advantage for your size.”
Cloud wilted slightly, figuratively and literally. “I’ll
try.”
Angeal noticed the shift in his mood and became stern.
“You’re here in order to become a SOLDIER. There are certain things every
SOLDIER needs to know about himself in order to be strong. Your only weakness
is your size, and it’s an extremely easy one to overcome.”
“Really..?” Cloud asked softly, glancing up.
Angeal’s chest throbbed with cuteness overload. “Yes. You’ll
do fine.”
Cloud smiled brightly. “Alright! I’m ready!”
Angeal nodded. “I think what you need to bring up your grade
immediately is to show a little bit of power. So I’m going to teach you a few
submission moves.”
Cloud stopped walking and gawked. “…Wh-what?”
“Moves that inflict pain on your opponent.”
Cloud’s mind was reeling. “…Oh.”
Angeal began explaining the finer points, telling Cloud to
focus on putting adverse pressure on his classmate’s joints. Cloud listened
intently, almost forgetting about the plug, his frustration, and the smell and
feel of Angeal’s stiff cock against his face.
Almost.
But then Angeal lay down on the mat and patted on his
stomach. “Sit.”
Cloud swallowed and nodded, and very gently sat on the
SOLDIER, trying not to let his eyes flutter as the plug pressed firmly against
his insides.
Angeal shook his head. “You don’t need to hesitate with me,
Cloud. Put as much weight on me as you can.”
Cloud sucked in a breath and pressed his knees into the
floor. He bore down on the man hard, gripping his hands into Angeal’s shirt.
Angeal took a breath, trying to remember that he’d done this
with classes upon classes of Cadets and SOLDIERs. It was simply Judo, nothing
more. But if he wasn’t careful, it was very easy to imagine that Cloud was
wiggling his hips against him, and that his expression wasn’t about
nervousness, but instead portrayed a bashful look of pleasure.
Angeal’s breath stilled as he felt his cock begin to quickly
tighten even harder. Why did the kid have to be so fucking sexy?!
Cloud felt it. He felt Angeal’s hardness press against him
through his pants. He didn’t know if Angeal was simply worked up because of the
workout or because he was personally frustrated… but it was so hot.
Cloud’s cheeks flared. He didn’t dare to press down on that
hardness, but his hands stopped gripping his shirt and instead rested on
Angeal’s hard, solid chest.
After a moment, Angeal cleared his throat. “Okay. What you’re
about to do is called the Front Naked Choke hold.”
Cloud shivered as his small, shapely mouth curved into a
smirk. He couldn’t help himself. “Do we have to get naked?”
Angeal paused. Was Cloud being a little cock tease on
purpose? If he was, two could play at that game. “Unfortunately not. It’s
called that because you’re going to wrap your arms around my neck and choke
me.”
Unfortunately not? Did Angeal just say unfortunately
not?! Cloud nodded shyly, “O-kie.”
Angeal showed him how to put the right pressure on his neck
by effectively hugging the crap out of him. It put their faces close together,
but Cloud turned his head to hide his blush, and the fluttering of his eyes.
The hold was easy once he got the hang of it. They practiced it a few times, and
he felt a little shock of pride when he actually made Angeal cough a little
bit.
“Okay, you’ve got it. Up now,” The SOLDIER instructed.
Cloud was slightly disappointed, he was becoming comfortable
lying on top of the wide, powerful man. But he got up and allowed Angeal to
kneel in front of him. “This is the Reverse Naked Choke hold, and it’s probably
a lot safer position for you to find yourself in. When you get behind your
opponent, you do the exact same thing, get their neck in a deep hold and squeeze
with your arms.”
Cloud looked at the man from behind, the strength in his
shoulders and the cute ponytail that had been slightly skewed by lying on the
ground beneath him. He was so big that kneeling down, he was only slightly
shorter than Cloud was. Even for all his size, he made Cloud feel safe – even
during a fighting lesson.
Cloud was enamored. He came forward and breathed against
Angeal’s ear, wrapping his arms around his neck and hugged him from behind.
Angeal closed his eyes, almost leaning into the embrace. It
felt so good. But it wasn’t exactly supposed to feel good. “…Far too gentle,
Cloud. Remember to put pressure on the th– rrtkk…”
Cloud tightened his hold on Angeal’s neck roughly,
completely blocking the SOLDIER’s air passages and yanking up on the joints of
his neck. Angeal felt his heart begin to race, and his cock hardened to the
point of pain. He gripped Cloud’s arms and tossed him down onto the mat.
Angeal rubbed his neck. “Excellent!”
Cloud was panting. “I think I could really do that in
class!”
Angeal grinned. “I’ll teach you another good one, then. It’s
called Elbow Lock.”
Cloud nodded in agreement, glad that the move sounded
somewhat innocent. But then he noticed Angeal crawl towards him, and force his
way between Cloud’s legs. He pressed down, feeling the hardness in Cloud’s
shorts twitch against him.
“Lock your legs behind me,” Angeal said, his voice husky.
Cloud assumed it was from the effective choke hold… but then he felt that
incredibly hard cock press against him as he crowded in closer.
Cloud gulped. “Right.”
Angeal slowly walked him through the maneuver, which was
complicated at first. With a little shifting, Angeal ended up on his side with
his elbow trapped painfully in Cloud’s grip. An important fake out came when
Cloud went for one arm, then grabbed the other into a hold that was painful,
and carried the potential to snap the arm in half at the elbow.
It would be so fucking sweet to snap a classmate’s arm off,
so Cloud listened closely.
They went through it several times, each time harder than
the last. Cloud had the fake out part down, but always hesitated at the elbow
hold.
“I want to feel the pain you can inflict,” Angeal
instructed. “If I’m going to teach you how to fight, I need to be prepared for
what you can do. Don’t be afraid to hurt me.”
“But I don’t want to hurt you,” Cloud murmured, gazing up at
him.
Angeal’s eyebrows slowly rose. “You won’t really hurt
me. The day you really hurt me, you won’t need me anymore. Now let’s try this
again.”
This time, Angeal surprised Cloud by falling down on him,
putting much more force into his attack than before. His pelvis pounded into
him, and Cloud’s upturned hips quaked. The hardness in Angeal’s sweatpants
pressed directly against the plug, digging it in against Cloud’s prostate.
Cloud threw back his head and gave a wail of pure pleasure.
It was a sound that halted all of Angeal’s mobile functions. He paused, and the
next thing he knew his elbow was under the danger of being snapped in half. He
easily forced his way out of the hold and pressed Cloud angrily down onto the
mat.
“Don’t fake me out like that,” He growled. “That’s
not going work in class, or on the battlefield.”
“I didn’t fake you out!” Cloud panted, shivering as Angeal
was still putting pressure on the plug.
“This teasing needs to stop,” Angeal continued. “How can I
teach you anything if you’re going be so… you’re so…”
Cloud was motionless on the ground beneath him, not really
hearing a word he was saying. He didn’t realize before what a deep, deep blue
Angeal’s eyes were.
The SOLDIER was still speaking, but Cloud couldn’t take
anymore. He leaned up and pressed his mouth to Angeal’s. For a still moment
they were both in shock, until they began to kiss each other with vigor.
Cloud moaned into the very sudden kiss, the roughness of his
stubble was a dizzying contrast with soft lips and wet tongue. He closed his
eyes and settled into it, moaning softly as Angeal’s body shifted on top of
him.
Cloud had no idea what was going to happen. All he knew was
that kissing Angeal felt good, so he didn’t think about anything else.
And Angeal knew it was terribly wrong to let himself be
sucked into a kiss by his friend’s lover, but he couldn’t stand it anymore.
Cloud was sexy, ready, and there. Angeal’s body wanted to fuck, wanted release,
and it wanted it from the little blonde beneath him.
And the way the Cadet moved beneath him, he wanted it too.
The rest would sort itself out. He released Cloud’s lips and looked down at
him, noticing that the area around his delicate mouth was red from his abrasive
stubble.
Angeal blurted, “I didn’t think to shave.”
“I like it...” Cloud smiled.
Their mouths crashed into each other again. Angeal felt
something pull at his ponytail and free it from its holder, then two small
hands burrow into his hair, tugging it encouragingly.
Angeal reared up onto his knees. He took one look at the boy
beneath him and reached under his hips, getting a grip on his little red shorts
and pulled them up and right over his boots. Cloud yelped at the sudden
disposal of his clothing, but it didn’t finish echoing in the room before Angeal’s
mouth was on his again.
He whined into the kiss as Angeal’s body pressed between his
naked thighs, nudging the plug as he grinded against him. Once he got another
taste, Angeal sat up on his knees again, yanking Cloud up from the floor by the
collar of his shirt, then ripped it off over his head.
Angeal muttered something inaudible beneath his breath as he
let his large hands move over Cloud’s skin. He shivered, hoping that his nudity
was satisfactory to the SOLDIER.
While he had the chance, he gripped Angeal’s shirt and moved
it up. He was pleased when Angeal helped him in the removal, and spellbound by
the torso that was revealed.
Where Sephiroth was lean and tightly muscled with corded
lines, Angeal was a much thicker slab of man meat. His body was generously fed,
but worked into pure solid mass and muscle. He had everything in all the right
places, plus muscles in places Cloud didn’t even know existed. Short dark hair
dusted his chest and lower stomach, tapering just beneath his tight belly
button. Cloud’s slim hands looked ridiculous on that body, but he hardly
noticed them as they moved reverently over the rows of hard muscle.
Cloud was hardly innocent. He knew what he wanted and where
to find it. His hands delved right down into Angeal’s pants, pulling the loose
sweats down to his thick thighs.
He moaned out loud. Angeal’s cock was thick, long and hard,
just like the rest of him. It hung between his thighs, and Cloud realized that
it wasn’t even done growing yet. He wrapped a hand around it, pulling on
the impressive thickness as he looked up at Angeal.
Cloud knew that Angeal already knew, but he said it anyways.
“You’re fucking huge.”
The SOLDIER couldn’t even try to look bashful about the
comment. But he tilted his head. “That’s not a complaint, is it?”
Cloud ducked his head down and kissed the wide, smooth tip,
flicking his tongue out at it. Angeal shuddered, “The bench might be better for
this.”
Cloud nodded and stood up, pulling on Angeal’s hand. The man
surprised him with several kisses to his stomach and the tops of his thighs,
brushing his stubbled face over them. “You’re sexy.”
Cloud whimpered and pulled his hand. “C’mon…”
Angeal stood up and let Cloud lead him to the weight bench,
and sat down. His entire body was aching with tension and anxiety, his brain
totally blank for fear of losing his nerve or thinking himself out of this
truly lovely predicament.
Cloud moved between his thighs, wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing him deeply.
Angeal let him suck teasingly on his tongue, the spike in his chin and the stud
in the center making it a unique experience.
Then Cloud began to sink, kissing his way down Angeal’s
massive, hard body. He wasn’t used to feeling hair beneath his lips, it was new
and unusual. He kissed Angeal’s small, pebbled nipples and the lean lines of
his ribs and abs. He moved his hands over the tops of his legs, feeling the
smoothness give way to dark hair at mid thigh.
He kissed down to the huge, jutting hardness between those
thighs. As he thought, Angeal was still growing. Cloud moved his fingers
over the veins in Angeal’s lower stomach, marveling how they coiled beneath the
smooth skin of his cock.
Cloud settled back onto his calves, unabashedly working
himself on the plug. He almost trailed a hand down to pleasure himself, but he
had been taught well in the art of waiting, and kept both hands busy on Angeal.
He held those large balls in one hand, squeezing enough to
make the man shift on the bench. He took the other hand and wrapped it around
his cock, pulling it in a way that Sephiroth liked. Angeal liked it too, and
moaned deeply.
Cloud licked the tip again, this time letting his tongue
play back and forth over the sensitive slit. He pressed his lips to it,
creating a tiny little pull of suction until a drop of saltiness graced his
tongue.
“Yeah,” Angeal groaned shakily, and pleasure sounded amazing
coming from his mouth. He watched every moment of Cloud’s hands, every quirk of
his lips and blink of his long, dark lashes.
Cloud just smiled and parted his lips. He sucked the head,
feeling it fill his mouth and stretch his lips. He worked it over for a moment,
enjoying the small grunts Angeal gave with each wet pull of suction.
Finally he moved down lower, feeling the thick head pressed
against the back of his throat. He relaxed and allowed it; wanting that big
cock in his mouth, down his throat, inside of him… he bounced a little bit
against his thighs, stimulating himself as he tasted more of Angeal.
Angeal noticed Cloud’s cock twitch, and a thick string of
precome drool from the slit. He lay back on his hands and spread his thighs
wider, letting Cloud work him over to his little heart’s content.
Cloud continued to stimulate the several inches of Angeal’s
cock that remained neglected with one hand, letting the other tug on his balls.
He let it slip from his mouth with a small gasp for hair, and immediately
latched into the underside, sucking along the thick vein down to his balls. He
looked up at Angeal, seeing the soft look of contented wonder on his face.
Cloud liked that look on Angeal. He ducked his head under
and lapped at his tight balls, then pushed them up to gain access to the
sensitive areas underneath. Angeal jumped a little as he felt a small, wet
tongue slick across places that had never been touched before by another
person. He bit the inside of his cheek as he watched Cloud’s hair brush against
the inside of his thighs.
Cloud leaned back with a lick of his lips. “Do you like
that?”
“Do it again,” Angeal rasped, pushing Cloud’s head back.
Cloud lapped at Angeal’s hole, almost squeaking with his own
desire for stimulation. He came up after a moment with a moan, swallowing down
Angeal’s cock while his water blue eyes burned up at him with desperation.
Angeal groaned softly and pulled Cloud’s hair. He would have
been content to let the blonde suck him all day long, Sephiroth had not
exaggerated about the talent in that tight little mouth. But the way that he
was bouncing up and down and making his cock wag, his lean body was just
begging to get fucked.
“Get up here,” Angeal said gruffly, stroking Cloud’s cheek
as it drew in to pull harder at his cock.
Cloud finally let it slide from his throat and stood between
Angeal’s legs. He felt a large hand brush down his lower back and cup his ass,
and gasped as the plug tortured him yet again.
Then his eyes went wide. He had a fucking plug up his
ass! He began to frantically think about how he could discreetly remove the
plug without Angeal noticing it. But before he could hatch a plan, Angeal
reached down to grip his ankle and placed his foot on bench, fully exposing
him.
Cloud whimpered shyly, trying to close his legs. Angeal
chuckled in his mind. After seeing the way he sucked cock, it was a little too
late to pretend to be a bashful virgin.
He narrowed his eyes as his fingers began to attempt entry
into Cloud’s opening. But they instead bumped into a rubber handle. Curiously,
Angeal took a hold of it and pulled. Cloud closed his eyes and moaned, his
entire face and chest blushing blood red.
“You naughty little shit,” Angeal quirked, seeing the shiny
black handle emerge from Cloud before he pushed it slowly back in.
Cloud whined and shivered as the plug was slowly teased in
and out of him, “Ah! It wasn’t me… Seph did it!”
“When?”
“Right b-before I left to meet you…”
Angeal twisted it around inside of Cloud, causing him to
clutch his shoulder and cry out. He was suspicious. This had all the markings
of a classic Sephiroth set up. Only Sephiroth did this with military movements,
not people he cared about – that was usually Genesis’ territory. He thought
back to the conversation at the bar, and his admission that Cloud was
attractive.
“Did Sephiroth send you like this on purpose?” Angeal
questioned.
Cloud shrugged. “Maybe, probably… fuck, take it out…”
“Why would he do that?” Angeal inquired, twisting it in the
opposite direction. He wasn’t above torturing captives to get information. His
own insecurities told him that there was no way such a smooth, lovely young man
would be interested in him, especially not when he had a man like
Sephiroth in the bag.
If this was some sort of orchestrated pity fuck, he’d have
no part in it.
“I don’t know!” Cloud pleaded innocently. “He sees Genesis
sometimes…ah…we’re both okay with seeing other p-people! Maybe he thought we’d
hit it off!”
“He didn’t bribe you to come here and do this, did he? Tell
the truth,” Angeal ordered..
“No, I promise! He-he put the plug in but… I like you, Mr.
Hewley! You’re hot and sweet and so sexy…” Cloud then pressed his lips against
Angeal’s sweetly, and made himself clear against them. “I want you.”
Angeal’s smiled and teased the little Cadet without shame,
fear, or guilt. He could tell that Cloud was telling the truth. If he was such
a willing participant, then Angeal was so going to enjoy fucking the
shit out of him.
Sephiroth had sent him gift wrapped, after all.
Cloud gripped onto Angeal’s loose hair. “Take it out…
please!”
Angeal slid it out so slowly it was almost painful. Cloud
gasped for air before lowering his mouth to Angeal’s. Their tongues met and
slid past each other, Cloud sucking Angeal’s into a pleading kiss.
Angeal let the plug fall to the floor and sucked his fingers
quickly. He slid them inside of Cloud, finding him extremely slick, loose and
ready. His eyes rolled back at the heat of the boy’s body, and teased with his
fingers. Cloud clenched around those fingers to tease him right back.
“Get it wet,” Angeal said, guiding Cloud’s head down to his
groin.
Cloud obediently spat on the head, and spread the natural
slickness around with his tongue. He sucked it down as far as he could go,
keeping his mouth loose and wet, getting the huge cock ready. It was bigger
than Sephiroth’s by no small margin. Cloud wasn’t apprehensive about it; he
wanted to feel as much of it as he could.
Once he felt Angeal was as slick as he was ever going to be,
he came up and put his arms around his shoulders. Cloud rose high up on his
knees to position himself, and stuck his tongue out in concentration. He had a
lot of practice doing this, but something wasn’t working out quite right. Then
it dawned on him that Angeal was so big… that he couldn’t get up high enough on
his knees to angle it in.
He had a moment of virginal fear before Angeal helped,
lifting Cloud up higher and pressed it in himself. Cloud went boneless against
him, and began to slowly sink down.
“Oh…” Cloud moaned raggedly, burying his small face against
Angeal’s neck. He was at full height on his knees, and there were a couple
inches of that thick cock buried inside of him. He almost became a little
sheepish for trying to be such a size queen.
“Are you alright?” Angeal asked softly when Cloud paused
against him.
“…Did I mention that you’re fucking huge?” He whispered,
giggling when he felt a rumble of laughter in Angeal’s chest.
“Take it slow,” He suggested, surprising Cloud with a blunt,
dry smack on his ass.
Cloud brought his face up with a gasp, and wriggled down
farther. It was slow torture for Angeal, who wanted to grip, tug, and fuck his
way straight up that tight little hole. But the innocent, darling noises Cloud
made as he sank down made Angeal keep himself in check.
Cloud then lifted himself up, sighing slowly. Angeal growled
as he felt the tight heat pull up. He looked down and marveled at the fact that
Cloud was so tight, he was pulling up on the skin of his cock and lifting his
balls.
“Mm,” Cloud continued to sink down farther every time he
lifted up, and eventually established a slightly hesitant rhythm. Angeal had
the ability to make his large hands surprisingly gentle and let feather light,
tickling touches dance over Cloud’s skin.
Rushes of goosebumps broke out over his neck, arms and
chest, following where Angeal’s fingers went. He gasped and wriggled when they
flitted briefly over his sides, and up to his chest and circled his nipples.
Then they went down further, brushing over the tops of his thighs and around to
his ass.
Cloud moaned when the fingers tucked beneath his balls,
where the touch transformed from fleeting, to something more substantial. He
bounced faster on what he could comfortable take of Angeal’s erection, pleading
with him, “Touch me…”
He was expecting to be teased, for pleasure to be pulled
away. Instead, Angeal pumped him firmly, matching the shallow, slightly jerky
movements of his hips as they moved up and down.
Feeling himself encased in Angeal’s abrasive hands was like
being electrocuted. Cloud groaned loudly, riding Angeal until he finally found
the perfect spot to grind that big, fat head into. Imagining that huge thing
inside of him made Cloud double over, his lips brushing Angeal’s ear as he
whimpered. “You’re gonna make me come…”
“Do you want me to let you?” Angeal asked, and squeezed
Cloud hard enough to make him gasp sharply.
What kind of question was that? Cloud leaned back and
blinked his eyes up at Angeal, who was nothing more than a kind, gentle stranger
really. But something was hidden inside that question that was dark, and Cloud
suddenly envisioned the man in a room of whips and chains and unspeakably sexy
devices of torture.
Did Cloud want Angeal to let him come? Not really. He wanted
to be tortured and fucked all day long, but there was only so much a body could
handle. Especially when it had been plugged, teased, worked out, caressed, and
impaled on a delicious monster cock.
Cloud finally nodded shakily, “…Yeah… Let me…”
“You don’t sound so sure,” Angeal said, his hand agonizingly
still on Cloud’s erection.
Cloud rode him quicker, plunging down to new depths.
“Please! I want to!”
Angeal pumped him. It wasn’t fast enough to send him
catapulting, just enough for an explosive build up and subsequent eruption.
Cloud loudly narrated his orgasm with a range of squeaks and
deep growls. He came to rest against Angeal’s shoulder, unsurprised that he had
been watched, but not followed into ecstasy.
Angeal grunted as he idly pushed himself up between Cloud’s
quivering hips. “You have no idea how good you feel when you’re coming.”
He shivered and sucked softly on Angeal’s shoulder. “…Wanna
feel it again?”
“I know I will,” Angeal declared, and leaned forward to fold
Cloud tightly against him. He kissed his lips like a lover, molding his long
tongue into Cloud’s mouth and owning it.
Suddenly Angeal scooped his arms beneath Cloud’s knees and
rose up. “Time for a change of scenery.”
Cloud giggled, scrambling to get his arms around Angeal’s
neck as he became airborne. He looked around the gym, wanting to choose a spot
that allowed him to watch the action in the mirror. “Let’s get on the bike!”
Angeal chuckled, “The bike? I think we should be able to
make that work,” And with that, he shifted Cloud up higher until his cock
popped free and was able to carry him.
“Hurry…” Cloud shuddered.
He hadn’t regained his full arousal yet, but Angeal’s
heightened senses allowed him to practically taste the blood rushing through
his veins. He was delicious. It was easy to see why Sephiroth loved him so
much, and also why he’d be so willing to share.
He held Cloud while assessing the stationary bike. He’d seen
Sephiroth listlessly pedaling away on it for hours on end. The visual made him
smirk as he shifted Cloud in his arms, thinking of the myriad of ways he could
fuck him on it.
He put Cloud down, and then sat carefully on the seat. His
nudity made for an interesting press of cushioned plastic against his ass. His
feet easily touched the floor as he straddled the bike. “Turn around and get up
on the pedals.”
Cloud carefully stepped over the center rail of the bike and
pressed his booted foot onto the far pedal. Angeal ran his hand up the scuffed
leather, and tugged on the infamous socks. “You don’t know how much Sephiroth
obsesses over these, do you?”
“I know,” Cloud smiled, putting his other foot on the other
pedal.
Angeal ran his hands over Cloud as he settled on the seat in
front of him. Then he thought better of it and pushed Cloud forward. The action
propelled one of his legs on the pedals, raising it up higher. It spread his
little cheeks and gave a generous view of his stretched, wet opening. “…I want
you just like this.”
Cloud relaxed to accommodate the ease of pressure against
his ass. Angeal slid back in, breathing shakily as he watched it occur from his
perfect view. “Now move…”
Cloud gripped onto the handles, sliding up and down on
Angeal from his bent over position. He glanced at himself in the mirror before
arching his back a little more and enjoying the way Angeal’s head tilted to see
it all better.
“I know you told me not to arch, but…” Cloud rolled
backwards, grinding Angeal’s hips fluidly. “…I fuck a lot better when I do,
don’t I?”
“Yeah,” Angeal rasped, grabbing onto Cloud’s rolling ass.
The little kid was awfully coherent when he wasn’t working towards release. He
wanted to hear those sweet little sounds again.
He took a hold of Cloud’s thin waist and pulled him down
hard before letting him bound back up, earning a nice little groan. He did it
again, forcing Cloud to shift slowly against him, followed by several quick,
shallow thrusts.
He watched Cloud move in the mirror, then let his eyes focus
in on his hair, his shoulders and back. He noticed a little red splotch of
fresh color on his neck, and telltale nip marks from Sephiroth’s overly sharp
teeth. Angeal smiled and kissed that mark, sucking it hard into his mouth.
Cloud gasped and shuddered as his entire body clenched with
the unexpected pain. Angeal nearly lost it then, and bit down viciously on the
tender skin. Cloud writhed, reaching back a hand to grip onto Angeal’s hair.
Cloud’s feet trembled on the pedals, and one slipped off
suddenly and hit the floor. Angeal blinked in surprise as that neck was pulled
away from his teeth, and his cock slipped out of Cloud with a wet pop and
smacked against his stomach.
“Get back up here,” Angeal growled.
Cloud immediately stepped back up onto the pedals with a
wide eyed look over his shoulder at the SOLDIER’s unamused tone. “…Sorry.”
Angeal ran his teeth along Cloud’s cheek and pushed back
inside him with a heavy grunt. “Keep your feet on the pedals. Fall again and I
will punish you.”
Cloud’s erection returned with a vengeance as those words
were punctuated with a hard yank from Angeal’s hands on his hips. Cloud mewed
as those big hands began to guide his hips in a quick rhythm; the brunette
General was apparently very impassioned by his own declaration of authority.
It turned Cloud on. But being naughty turned him on even
more. He forced one of his feet to trip off of the pedal and one foot landed on
the floor. Angeal’s tip was all that remained inside of him, until Cloud arched
his ass and purposely let it slip out.
Cloud yowled at an embarrassing octave when his ass was
slapped, hard. Angeal pulled him back up, “You want to test me?”
Cloud shook his head and then threw it back against Angeal’s
shoulder as he was roughly pushed into. Angeal then placed Cloud’s hands on the
bars and lifted his hips until he was once again in the perfect visual
position.
“Stay just like that,” Angeal ordered, then pressed his feet
into the ground and moved in and out of the small body, giving him as much of
his hard cock as he dared, or until Cloud’s noises became pained instead of
enraptured. He lined it up with that pretty spine and aimed for the spot that
made him scream.
Cloud would have screamed if he could capture the
breath. Instead it was almost silent as Angeal assaulted the sensitive nerve
center inside of him, not giving him a moment to recover. Angeal was close, and
he was yanking Cloud down the same path.
Cloud closed his eyes and held onto the handlebars for dear
life. Angeal watched his face in the mirror, seeing the revived hardness
between his legs. He reached for it and squeezed, enjoying the way Cloud’s eyes
shot open.
“Angeal!” Cloud cried, shivering as his entire body weight
rested on the handlebars. He groaned as Angeal worked him from both ends, his
entire body pulled into a nearly unbearable tension. He opened his eyes and
watched the mirror, still in disbelief that such a man had found him so
desirable.
Then he noticed the amount of the man that was inside of
him. Angeal was fucking him with all of it; he could feel his hard pelvis
bumping against his cheeks. Every inch of that huge cock was inside of him, and
Cloud’s legs turned to liquid at the thought.
“I’m …close,” Angeal warned huskily, his hips finding an
even more frantic beat against Cloud’s ass.
It made Cloud lose his strength in his arms, as well as his
legs. To his dismay, he slipped off the pedals and once again, right off of
Angeal’s pre-orgasmic cock.
Angeal roared in frustration. Cloud shrieked as several
handprints were rapidly added to the collection of bruises forming on his ass.
He hardly had the energy to writhe, but managed to clamor back up onto the
pedals before nearly collapsing forward onto the handlebars.
“S-Sorry!” Cloud panted. “I didn’t mean to that time…!”
Angeal gripped his hands into his ass again, enraged to the
highest altitudes of lust. But a moment to close his eyes and take a deep
breath brought him back to reality. He loosened his grip and looked at Cloud.
The little guy was gripping on the handlebars like his life
depended on it. He was shaking with more than just arousal; his muscles were
burning and twitching, running off pure adrenaline and willpower. He had just
about worn Cloud out.
Angeal frowned and quickly rolled Cloud into his arms,
tsking softly as the boy was practically dead weight. He kissed his damp
forehead and got up off of the bike. Cloud’s body was burning with relief, but
his mind was frightened that his own stupid weakness had ruined the moment.
He got over that fear when he saw that Angeal was carrying
him to the heavily padded crash mat. Cloud sighed deeply. “Thank God.”
“I apologize. I worked you pretty hard today,” Angeal
grinned and dropped him down onto it, and laughed when he landed like a rag
doll and stayed that way. “Glad to be able to lie back?”
“Partially,” Cloud spread his legs wide and made himself
utterly available. “But mostly glad that you’re gonna keep fucking me…”
Angeal dropped down heavily onto his knees, bouncing Cloud
slightly on the pad. “I would never leave such a thing unfinished.”
Cloud rested his legs on Angeal’s thighs as he settled on
top of him. He quickly spat on his hand and brushed it over the tip of his cock
before squeezing it back into Cloud’s heat. They were both close, and
incredibly relieved by the ease of the position.
Cloud ran his hands down Angeal’s sides, loving the way his
back arched up and down as he fucked him. It was all it took to make Cloud
begin to shift up against him, finding the strength somewhere in his body to
keep moving with the man.
He put his hand on Angeal’s face and pulled him down, wanting
to kiss, wanting him near. Angeal curled down over his smaller form and rubbed
his rough cheek against Cloud’s, earning a breathless giggle before pushing
kisses against his mouth and neck.
Angeal quickly worked himself up to that peak again, perhaps
even more intense since it had been denied the first time. He nipped Cloud’s
small ear and growled into it, “You feel good…”
“So do you,” Cloud gasped, wrapped his arms around his neck
to keep him close. “It’s so big.”
Angeal’s words were hot against Cloud’s ear, “Mm…you’re so
tight. So good…”
They continued to growl sexual endearments to each other as
time became thick and the world seemed to go dark with only a spotlight on
their shared pleasure. Cloud was close, and was a ball of fury beneath Angeal, “Keep
…fucking me! Don’t stop!”
Angeal granted Cloud’s wish by not slowing down or speeding
up. He steadily pounded against him until he felt his small body send itself
into a frenzy. His legs pulled at Angeal’s hips, his fingers gripped into his
arms, and he dug his head backwards into the soft pad.
Angeal watched it from the outside, and felt it on the
inside. Again – Cloud was perfect when he was coming.
Finally those bright blue eyes cleared of their haze and
focused on him. His small mouth parted as he tried to regain his breath. He
smiled up at Angeal, and it was heavenly.
Angeal felt his peak hit him, that bone clenching rapture of
release. But he knew his own body.
His orgasms were not quick events.
He felt the first wave, then the second. He watched as
Cloud’s eyes softened at the familiar feeling of being filled with hot semen,
and felt him wriggle his hips, trying to coax more. Then the third wave hit,
and those eyes widened a bit.
By the fourth, Angeal had pulled out and let the thick
stream shoot onto Cloud’s spent erection, joining the small mess on his
stomach. The stood on his knees and let the fifth hit Cloud’s cheek and smiled
as it dripped down onto his hair. The sixth landed on his parted lips.
Cloud had never seen so much semen at once in his entire
life. He had no mental capacity to over think it. He poked his tongue out as
another thick rush of fluid left Angeal’s cock. Before he could register the
heavy, bitter taste he swallowed it. He enjoyed the blushed look of lust on the
man’s face as another rush landed on Cloud’s chin.
Cloud had to giggle. Angeal joined in bashfully and wrung
himself hard. To Cloud’s amazement a few more thick drops came out, falling like
warm rain against his chest.
Angeal quickly ran a thumb over Cloud’s lips before kissing
him softly.
It wasn’t deep, probing, or even lustful. It was just a
kiss. And Cloud returned it – just a kiss. They came apart, and regarded each
other. Angeal smirked, “The shower’s in there. Remember?”
Cloud nodded. “Wanna join me?”
He considered it for a moment before shaking his head. “I’d
better not… you remember anything I taught you today?”
Cloud nodded, “Front Naked Choke hold and the Reverse. Elbow
lock. Go for the joints. Bench no more than 100. And Angeal Hewley comes buckets.”
Angeal laughed, and rubbed his thumb over Cloud’s chin
again, spreading his own fluids in bemusement. “I’ll let you decide if you want
to train with me again.”
Cloud graced him with another of those heavenly smiles.
“Definitely.”
Angeal gave him a stern look. “This will not happen every
time. You wanna train with me… wear some pants.”
Cloud bit his lower lip, then ran his tongue along it to
clear away the remaining drops of Angeal’s come. The SOLDIER swallowed and
shifted up. “Hit the showers, Strife. You need it.”
“Your fault,” Cloud rolled his eyes and got up, wincing in
pain. Angeal threw a Cure on him without asking, and went to retrieve his
clothes. He efficiently slipped them on in less than ten seconds, and left.
Cloud sighed and went to the locker room, still limping
slightly despite the Cure. He was delighted to find a big Jacuzzi. But he was
covered in jizz that was quickly getting cold, and decided to use it another
time. Instead he went for a shower stall that appeared to be Sephiroth’s, and
helped himself to his lover’s familiar bath products.
Boy, was he ever glad that Sephiroth didn’t shoot so damn
much! Or that he didn’t have such a massive donkey dick. It was tons of fun to
try, but nothing he’d want to have to deal with on a regular basis. Too much
extended use could cause long term damage! Cloud frowned and felt between his
cheeks, expecting to find a gaping void where his bum used to be. It felt normal
though, if a bit abused.
Angeal’s cock was too much of a good thing, definitely.
Sephiroth on the other hand was just the right size, just the right shape…and
he let out enough come to make a mess, but not enough to fucking drown in.
Perfect. Sephiroth was so perfect. Cloud sighed and pressed
his head against the wall, and found a stray silver hair stuck to it. He
smiled, feeling the afterglow but had nobody to share it with.
Then his eyes widened, and realized that he still needed to
get to Sephiroth’s office! His pretty lover was expecting a quickie!
“Shit!” Cloud cursed, not taking the time to think about how
he was going to convince his own body into another round of sex, he just
quickly finished his shower to get Angeal’s funk off of him. He toweled his
hair before throwing it around his waist. He went to his bag in the gym and
threw on a pair of jeans and his FUTURE SOLDIER hoodie, and stuffed his strewn
about clothes inside.
He then searched around the bag for his phone ad flipped it
open. He’d been training with Angeal for an hour, fucking Angeal for an hour,
and had wasted time thinking in the shower! After he bemoaned the time, he
realized that he had a missed text message from Sephiroth.
I got called to a mission bb, see u this weekend. Kisses
from Junon.
Cloud felt like crying! He heaved a dry sob as he sent a
reply. Sorry my training ran late! :< I love u so much, can’t wait to see
u this weekend!!!
He solemnly laced his boots and made his way to the
elevators. Just as he got on, he received a text reply from his beloved. He
eagerly pulled out his phone to read it.
Cloud gasped so hard that it hurt his throat. Sephiroth did
set them up!
He shook his head and grinned, deciding not to text back,
but to give all the details in person that weekend. It was a small revenge, but
it was the best he could do.
Then he gasped again.
Cloud had left his plug on the floor by the weight bench.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Genesis arrived at the gym early the next morning. Before
taking five steps into the room, he stopped and peered around like a suspicious
predator.
The air carried the stench of nasty, disgusting, amazing
sex.
He looked all around, but found nobody there. He then
shrugged, figuring that perhaps Angeal had brought up a 3rd class
SOLDIER to pick off, or that Sephiroth got a little overzealous with the
punching bag again.
With a demure sigh he went to his ballet bar and hit the
stereo. He was just about to begin, when something in the mirror caught his
eye.
He clapped his hands in excitement as he rushed to the
weight bench and plucked a shiny black plug from the floor. It was obviously
unwashed, so he gave it a tiny sniff.
“Cloud. Interesting,” He tossed it into the garbage before
going back to his routine.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Cloud ran all the way to Sephiroth’s apartment with his
weekly report card waving in the air for all to see. If anyone asked him where
the fire was, he promptly told them that it was in his pants.
After training with Angeal, Cloud had put his moves to use
in class. His coach was extremely impressed, and even reserved a spot for him
in a special Judo training class next semester to cater to his emerging style.
When he told the teacher that he’d seen Angeal Hewley for help, he even got extra
credit for outside overtime.
Score!
And since the weekend had finally arrived, Cloud
could finally corner Sephiroth about the set up with Angeal. He was
certain Sephiroth would want to know the details, and Cloud felt that he had a
little pouting to do and kisses to gain from being tricked like that.
Sephiroth was becoming very naughty. Cloud couldn’t have
been more delighted.
He raced all the way to Sephiroth’s door and dug in his bag
for the key. After bumbling for a moment, he let himself in. Immediately he
felt that something was… slightly off. He knew Sephiroth was there, but the
place was way too quiet.
No ecstatic greeting? No TV on? Nothing cooking in the
kitchen? No sound of rushing from the pipes if he was in the shower? Cloud
carefully set his bag down and approached the bedroom, finding the door halfway
closed.
“…Seph?” Cloud asked, pushing it open.
The floor was littered with leather, belts, and armor. The
mattress was halfway off the frame, and Sephiroth was sitting up with his legs
around Angeal’s bare hips. They were completely consuming each other, male
sounds of lust and hunger growling from both of them.
Sephiroth turned away from the ravenous kiss when he heard
Cloud’s voice. Their eyes locked, and Sephiroth licked his lips and have an
accusatory growl, “… You.”
Angeal gripped him close and rose to his knees to flip him
roughly onto his back. He smirked at Cloud while Sephiroth blinked at him from
upside down.
Cloud tried to say both of their names at the same time.
“Ansphffpb?”
Angeal arched up a little bit, giving Cloud a generous view
of their erections pressed together. They were both rock solid and slick. The
only thing missing was the smell of spilled semen.
They were waiting for him.
Angeal rumbled from his perch between Sephiroth’s legs, “I
hate to be the one to tell you this, Cloud…but General Sephiroth is a very, very
bad boy.”
Sephiroth stared up at Cloud, his electric green eyes
communicating intently to him from upside down. Cloud knew what Sephiroth was trying
to ask, and the answer was emphatic.
He felt his feet begin to move, and was thankful that at
least his body knew how to operate on its own when his mind was obliterated. He
hooked a single finger into his tie and slowly pulled it loose as he approached
the two gorgeous, naked SOLDIERs on the bed.
Cloud smiled, “I know he is.”
To Be Continued in Part Two…
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