Field Day | By : Ping Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Field Day
Chapter 4
"And just how would you know a thing like that?" Irvine asked, really
wanting to know. To the best of his knowledge, Squall never touched anyone
except when he was wearing gloves, and then it was only if he absolutely
had too.
Zell snickered at the almost jealous tone in Irvine's voice. “It was
by accident that I found that out. He was coming out of the Training Center,
lost in himself as usual and I happened to run into to him, literally.
He had his gloves off and he grabbed my shoulder. Man were his hands cold,
no wonder every one calls him Shiva's Bitch!" The last word was drawn out
and warped as Zell yawned again.
Irvine chuckled at the sleepiness in Zell's eyes, but he had just the
thing to wake him up again sitting in a basket near their towels. Zell's
all time favorite treat, Hot Dogs.
Irvine stood up and grabbed Zell's wrist, half dragging the languid
boy out of the surf and towards the towels they had left further up in
the sand. When they reached them, he plopped down to his knees to open
the basket. He watched and smiled as Zell's eyes lit up losing all of their
former sleepiness.
“Oh, Dude! Hot Dogs! I think I love you Man!”
“I think I might hold ya to that,” he said grinning a knowingly.
Zell was too busy stuffing his hot dog into his mouth, and smiling around
it to say much. Just watching him eat the somewhat phallic symbol made
Irvine's manhood twitch in anticipation.
When they were finished with lunch, they both laid back on their spread
towels and watched the big white fluffy clouds as they headed out over
the ocean. Both were quiet, each grown accustomed to the others nearness
and nakedness.
Finally Irvine sighed, breaking the silence. He rolled slightly onto
his side and idly brushed his fingers against Zell's skin. “Whatcha thinkin'
about?”
“Uhh, nuthin' really, just wonderin' how you managed to spread a rumor
so convincing that it kept everyone away from the beach.”
Irvine chuckled, the poor boy really didn't have a clue when it came
to the “other” uses he had for the ladies. “That was actually the easy
part, course I had to have a little help, but it was help that Selphie
was willing to give. All I did was ask her to post a little warning on
her web page and BAM! There ya go, instant beach clearance.”
Zell's eyes suddenly went wide, “Ya mean ya told her what you were plannin’
on doin'? Oh My God! She knows doesn't she, oh man, she is never gonna
let me live this down!”
“Hey, ease up there, I trust Selphie with my life AND my honor, she
won't say anything that I don't want her to. Besides, she knows how I feel
about ya and she wanted to help me out a little.”
“F.. feel about me?” He visibly gulped, not sure what to say anymore.
His face seemed to have a fight between going beet red and ghost white.
Irvine laughed again, “What's the matter there Zell, ya look like ya
might have swallowed a bug! I'm serious though, I do have feelin’s for
ya and I hope that in time they might be returned. I might be a horn dog,
but I still have a heart…… well, I did until I lost it to you!”
Zell's mouth hung open in reflexive surprise, and for the moment he
was actually speechless.
Irvine grinned lecherously at him, “I got a few ideas what I can do
with that mouth of yours seein' as how it is already open and waitin'!”
He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at Zell whose mouth snapped shut,
only to open again in a wide grin.
Zell forgot about being nervous, hell he had already gone this far with
the cowboy, might as well go all the way- in for a penny in for a pound!
He flushed when he thought about the word pound.
Irvine caught the blush and could only imagine where the little blonde's
thoughts had taken him. He chuckled and allowed his fingers to brush Zell's
hip, gently grazing along the raised bone making Zell shudder. With a smile,
he caught Zell's eyes. The blonde blushed quite fetchingly, looking years
younger and so much more innocent. He moved further down to his thigh,
and then took Zell's rapidly hardening cock in his hand, gently rubbing
as Zell's body bucked beneath him. Zell threw his head back and moaned,
biting his lip to curb any more sounds. The sight of his long, lean neck
glistening with sea water and sweat was enough to undo him. Leaning over
he engulfed Zell's member in liquid heat, making the blonde gasp for air.
Zell's thighs quivered and rose, trapping Irvine's chest against him as
his hands reflexively twined in Irvine's hair silently urging him deeper.
He moaned in ecstasy that he had never known before. He was in heaven,
and he never wanted to come back.
"Oh god... 'so hot." Zell moaned, his fingers massaging Irvine's scalp
as the brunette happily bobbed on his swollen organ.
Irvine rubbed Zell's flanks, his fingers trickling down to his thighs
and down between his legs, fondling his balls. Zell shifted, and Irvine
looked up to see a drawn look on his face.
"Mm, Irvy, my ass still hurts from the first time."
With a tender look Irvine nodded and kissed the tip of Zell's sex before
slowly engulfing it again. Zell hummed happily and sank onto his back on
his towel as Irvine licked and nipped, still gently rubbing his sac and
keeping clear of that tempting spot. Pushing Zell into something he wasn't
ready for was nowhere on his agenda, so burying one hand beneath his hips,
Irvine pumped his sex in time with his ministrations on Zell's.
Zell's voice turned breathy and his head began to toss on the sand,
his body undulating as the first waves of orgasm tickled his nerves and
set his skin on fire. Irvine felt his own muscles begin to tighten and
sucked harder. Zell whined and twisted Irvine's hair. The extra stimulus
caused Irvine to pull harder and with a grunt he came, soaking the sand
beneath his twitching hips. Taking a deep breath through his nose, Irvine
moaned deep in his throat. Zell coughed, his back arching as he came into
Irvine's mouth, who continued to suck until the voiceless blonde's pulling
fingers begged him to stop.
Irvine sat up, idly trying to wipe his hand on the sand, before making
a bigger mess and finally cleaning it off on terry cloth. Zell cracked
open an eye.
"Hey! That's my towel you're wipin' your jizz on!"
"Sorry. Would you rather lick me clean?" Irvine asked innocently, continuing
to clean his hand anyway, dragging his own towel to him to clean off his
groin.
"No thanks, I'm still full from the decent meat I had earlier."
Irvine looked wounded, his mouth forming a silent 'oh.' Zell took pity
on him, his flushed cheeks, fluttering lashes and disheveled hair too cute
to resist. "Fine... I guess you were okay..." Zell chuckled.
Irvine brightened. "Okay? Only okay? Earlier I was perfect, remember?"
"Yeah, well, don't let it go to your head." Zell's smile widened as
Irvine sidled up next to him, slipped his arm under Zell's head to support
him. With his free hand he laced his fingers with Zell's- the blonde's
calloused and tan, fingers slim and small, the brunette's longer, thinner
fingers pale against his skin. The two cuddled under the warm afternoon
sun and slight breeze, dozing.
Both boys were unaware that they were being watched by a pair of very
sly and intent emerald eyes. Seifer had meant what he said about the Chicken
Wuss paying, but he never expected it to be so easy. Here was the perfect
revenge laid out nice and neat- he loved it when things came together perfectly.
It didn't happen often, but when it did you could rest assured that Seifer
Almasy took the opportunity! He smirked as he brought his camera up to
eye level and began to happily snap photographs.
He was glad that he brought it with him. He originally had planned to
take some pictures of some hot chicks, imagine his surprise when his favorite
“Chick” of all time, was here on the strangely empty beach, and engaging
in some very interesting if not rather unusual sea side activities. This
was going to be fun!
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