Maleko's Journal

9

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 13:04:07 GMT

More weird dreams... Guess I may as well right it down.

I was just pulling the toy out of his ass when the dream started, and he had this hǎo chī look on his face as I lined my hips up against his. His skin felt so soft... but I guess that's what happens when you sit in front of a computer all the time instead of getting roughed up. I nudged his asshole with my cock, just to make him squirm, and he made this huǎn little noise as he begged me to fuck him. I gently pushed in, being careful not to hurt him at first 'cause my cock's a lot bigger than the toy I was using to loosen him up.

I managed to get all the way in, and he looked kind of wù for a second as I leaned over him, but eventually he brought his hands up and started stroking my muscles. I smirked and grabbed his hips, still leaning over him and teasing him by keeping my lips barely a centimetre from his, then kissed him to stifle his moaning when I started thrusting. I barely let him breath as I thrust into him, forcing my tongue into his mouth and wrestling his tongue into submission. I sped up my thrusts, Leon trying to scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure around my tongue, and finally even I had to come up for air. I had to breath deeply as I pushed my cock back into his tight little ass, it just felt so fuckin' good...

I hit that spot in his ass that makes a guy scream out loud and beg for more, and after a few lazy thrusts I'd found right where it was and started pounding it. Leon was breathless, and he couldn't even get enough oxygen to moan when he started cumming all over himself. I stopped for a second, 'til he was able to go on without blacking out, and went right back to a steady pace. Leon kept whimpering, feebly clawing at my body and trying to buck his hips. I wasn't sure if he wanted more or if he wanted me to stop, until he begged me to fuck him harder... Well, that did it for me, if he wanted it that bad I was gonna give it to him.

I moved my legs in closer, lifted his hips a little more, and started fucking him as hard as I could. His screams echoed through the room, and my moans seemed almost silent by comparison. I didn't even notice as the dildo snuck up behind me and started poking me. I freaked for a second and whipped my head round to look, but no one was holding it. I turned back to Leon, smirking as I leaned down and told him how naughty he was. He gave me a huǎn little smile and asked if he could play with my toys. It reminded me of that time I gave him that remote control car. I agreed, and a shiver went up my spine as I felt that toy cock against my ass again. I couldn't resist chuckling and telling Leon he was being naughty again, and the blush on his face deepened to the point I thought he might bleed.

I didn't resist as the dildo pushed into me, in fact I nipped Leon's collar-bone like I used to do to Cairo. When I knew it was in far enough, I started thrusting again, quickly building up to a good pace. Leon was keeping that damn dildo in the same spot though, so as I was fucking him, I was fucking myself on the toy as well. God damn it felt good... His ass was so tight around my cock, and being fucked by that dildo was so not helping my stamina. I growled deep in the back of my throat as I rammed my cock into Leon's ass, Leon crying out and forcing the dildo further up my ass. I let out a cry of pleasure then, too, and a few more thrusts got another load of cum out of Leon. That only made it feel even better, and I figured that would be enough; I'd love to go for three orgasms for him before I cum, but he was making that hard for me by playing with that fucking dildo up my ass.

I whispered to him to hold it still, and he managed to understand I meant to hold the dildo still for me while I fucked him. I kept thrusting, feeling my cock pulsing every time I forced it into Leon's tight little ass, and that sex toy pumping in and out of my ass with my own thrusts was just as good. I shifted my hips, pushing my upper body down against Leon's to get the angle right, and when I started thrusting again I felt the dildo hit that sweet spot. I moaned so loud even I would've told me to shut up, and when I recovered I thrust forward into Leon then back onto the sex toy. Again it felt like lightning up my spine and fire all through my skin, and I just had to make Leon feel it again so we could cum again at the same time. It took a bit of work to the get the angle just right, so I could thrust against both our sweet spots, but after a few experimental thrusts and getting Leon into a doggy-style position I got it.

Fucking Leon doggy-style was great, and just right for sending us both to cloud nine. I reached down between Leon's skinny legs and started playing with his cock, still pounding his sweet spot and making him scream. Must've been hard for him to keep that dildo where it was with everything I was doing to him, but he managed it, and the only way I could thank him for it at the time was to get him off again. I had to hold myself back and slow down a bit until he was ready, but I don't think he wanted me to wait, because every time I slowed down just a little too much he started moving that god damn dildo again and make me moan aloud. In the end I couldn't take it any longer, I had to fuck him hard and fast, I had to cum inside him and mark him as mine.

The sweat running down my back, chest, and even down my face felt so cool against my skin. There was something dripping off Leon's chest as well, but it wasn't just sweat. A mixture of his own cum and sweat from both of us was staining the bed sheets beneath us, and I noticed this just as I pushed my cock deep into his ass and let go. I was riding wave after wave of bliss, and just when I came down off my high, I managed to make Leon orgasm again. He was whimpering and moaning, as if cumming a third time was almost painful, and I slowly pulled out as he began to quiet down. I lay down next to him, tugged on his cock and pretty soon I had a sweaty, sticky, skinny little kid curling up on my chest to sleep. I wrapped an arm around him, reaching down between my legs to pull the dildo out of my ass, only to find that Leon apparently wanted it to stay there.

Kinky little bastard. Lucky my arms are stronger than his brain. I growled at him when I finally pulled it out and tossed it away. He whimpered and looked up at me with a pout in response. Now how could I glare at that? I just tried to ignore him from then, but he kept shifting around and rubbing against sensitive parts of my body... I'm so never letting Leon sleep on top of me in real life, 'cause I bet it'd be worse than in my dream... But anyway, I finally managed to drift off to sleep in the dream, and when I woke up I was actually awake and (thankfully) there was no Leon on top of me. Instead it was some girl I picked up the night before, and she didn't even look as good as when I was plastered...

So, seeing as Leon's like... 13 or something, I'm going to try and ignore this dream as best I can.

8

Thu, 24 Jan 2008 00:32:14 GMT

I haven't used this thing in ages. Not sure I wanna. I looked at the last thing I wrote here, and holy fuck it was depressin'.

Cairo's been gone for what feels like years. We almost lost him once before he disappeared on his own, too. His own fuckin' dad was tryin' to brain-tape him!

I don't think I even wanna think 'bout Cairo right now...

Can't really talk about the fucked up shit we've been up to either.

Fuck, why does it hurt like this?

7

Tue, 06 Feb 2007 06:03:40 GMT

God, what's taking them so long?

Rachel and Leon are still handcuffed to each other, so at least I know where they both are. But where the fuck are Cairo and Lyrik? Damnit, going out for breakfast does NOT take this long. Where the fuck are they?!

Damnit, I need to talk to Cairo. I need to tell him... something! I don't even know what I wanna say, but I gotta say something to him! I couldn't say anything this morning 'cause I was hungover; fuckin' hangovers, I fuckin' hate 'em. But... I don't think I would've known what to say even if I'd been completely sober.

God, how do I explain it to him? "I've never been going steady with anyone before, but I wanna go steady with you"? He'd probably think I'd gone and gotten myself possessed by one o' those Yithians or whatever. I dunno how to say it without lookin' like an idiot, or worse.

Maybe I could try and ask him out or something. But where the fuck am I gonna take him? Some crappy little restaurant? Yeah right. He's a rich-kid. He could probably buy half this sector if he felt like it. Maybe some sorta club? He went to that Golden Gate place with Pearl, so he must like clubs, right?

Wait, what if I've got this all wrong? What if he only had sex with me 'cause he was drunk, too? I mean, he wasn't acting drunk, but some people just hide it well. We didn't really talk much this morning. Maybe he's not a morning person. I'm not really a morning person. Well, I suppose that might be somethin' we have in common. He didn't really seem too upset about waking up with me in his bed. He actually looked kinda surprised at where we found his pants, heheh. And I still can't figure out how mine ended up on the kitchen counter...

Damnit, focus man! Cairo might not even swing that way.

God damn I hope he does... I mean, he's said some things before that kinda suggest it, but that mighta just been jokes an' stuff. Still... He was definitely willing when we did it... and then again not too long after... and then in bed, too. Oh God, he's so fucking hot...

Where the fuck are they? Breakfast doesn't take this long...

When I left the enclave and joined the White Jade, I figured I'd marry a Chinese girl, but I couldn't even find a Chinese girl I wanted a relationship with. Now I think I might even wanna marry Cairo. Is that even allowed? I have no idea. God, I'm freakin' out over every little detail. This isn't like me. What the fuck.

Where the hell are they? If they don't get back soon, I'm goin' out looking for 'em.

6

Thu, 18 Jan 2007 13:03:05 GMT

Holy... fuck...

That's about all I can think of to say about that. Well, not really, but y'know. This might take a bit of comprehending. I just... I just scored with Cairo. And wow, my dreams were so right. And his hair does feel as good as it did in my dreams. Ah man, I just wanna do it all over again and again and again. I think I'm already addicted.

It was all kinda sudden, really. I didn't think he even liked me, because of the things he was saying. I guess it was lucky I was drunk, 'cause I never knew that words could hurt so much. Another reason it was lucky I was drunk is because... well, I don't think I could've worked up the guts to kiss him if I was sober. Thank God for alcohol, I guess.

Mmmm, he's a great kisser... and he really knows how to use that tongue. I don't think this was his first time. It was my first time with a guy, so I'm not sure if I did so well. Plus, the whole drunk thing. Man, hope I didn't fuck that up. I'd hate for him to think I'm just lousy in bed. That could really ruin things real quick.

I really want this to last. I wanna stay with him. I really don't want this to just be a one-night stand like all those girls. But... I'm not sure I know how. Cairo's the first person I've ever wanted an actual relationship with, but I've never done that before, so...

What if I fuck it up? Ming Yue's had steady girlfriends before. Maybe I should talk to him about it. But Cairo's not a girl, and Ming Yue's not into guys, so he might not be able to help me at all. Man, I've really dug myself into a hole here. I have no idea how this will work, but I don't want it to just end up as this one night, or casual sex. I mean, the sex was fucking awesome, but I don't want it to just be sex and nothing more. I dunno how I can make it last, though.

It felt so good to really wake up with Cairo in my arms, though. I guess I can at least try my best to make this work. I just hope Cairo wants it, too. But... I think before we fell asleep, he said something that at least sounded like "I love you"... and I said it, too, but... in Chinese... Woops.

5

Thu, 18 Jan 2007 04:44:48 GMT

Y'know, I'm starting to like the idea of having just Cairo in my bed. Hell, it hasn't even happened yet and I still can't get over the feeling. I really hope I don't choke today when I try to tell him. Maybe if I tell him, I'll stop having these dreams. They're great and all, but some get really confusing. Like the one I had tonight. Fucking weird that one. And not even because weird shit was happening.

I woke up with Cairo still lying on top of me, his head on my chest like he was listening to my heartbeat or something, and one of the first things I noticed was how sticky we were. I couldn't help but smile at that. He was still asleep as well. God, he's huá lì when he's sleeping. He looked so content. I didn't want to wake him, so I just lay there and stroked his soft hair. I have to wonder if his hair is really as soft as it feels in my dreams. I think my hand must've been heavier than I thought, because he woke up while I was stroking his hair, and he looked at me as though he thought he was still dreaming. I know it was just a dream, but it all felt so real, and that look in his eyes almost killed me. It really was a heart-breaking expression.

I've heard that if you die in a dream, you die in the real world, too. If that's true, I have to wonder if it's true you can die of a broken heart as well. If it's possible, Cairo could kill me in a second. But anyway, I'm getting off the topic. When Cairo woke up he looked unsure if any of it was real, so I kissed him to reassure him. He definitely seemed to like that, considering he kissed me back and tried to get even closer to me.

"You need a shower." He said as he smirked at me. I laughed and grabbed the pillow from behind my head, and playfully smacked him in the face with it. He knocked the pillow out of my hand and straddled me, pinned my shoulders to the bed, and kissed me again. I was just really getting into it when he stopped; bastard. He was smirking again as he sat up, and when I growled and tried to get up I swore I heard him giggle. It was one of the sweetest things I've ever heard. Of course, when I accused him of it, he denied it completely and told me I needed a shower again.

And, well, he wouldn't let me off the bed, so I had to resort to using some dirty tactics. I just about flipped myself over in one go, and it definitely got him off me. He was under me, instead, now. Of course, I had to take advantage of this, so I kissed him just like he did to me. I didn't stop there, though - I planted kisses all the way down his body until I reached his crotch. But instead of sucking him off, like he obviously wanted - he was rock hard already - I just sat up and got off the bed. I was just walking over to the shower when the pillow hit the back of my head. I laughed, Cairo glared as I looked over my shoulder, and I grinned at him innocently. Well, as innocently as I could. I'm one of the first to admit I'm not really innocent at all.

Now, I haven't been to Cairo's place before, but somehow I knew that where I was, was definitely Cairo's apartment. It had to be, it was fancy. Not like the Fisher's mansion or anything, but way better than the office or the White Jade's place. I was just turning the shower on when Cairo walked in, still looking displeased and still hard. He's not one to be discouraged, and he knows how to get what he wants. I looked at him for a moment as he started to lean against the doorframe, stretching out that slim body of his and showing me almost every inch of flesh on him. I'm not saying it'd ever happen, but if Cairo decided to sell his body on the street, he'd make millions.

I smiled as I walked over to him, as naked as he was, and knelt down in front of him with my hands on his hips. I looked up to see his face, loving the self-satisfied smile on his lips and his hand in my hair. I smiled in return and lowered my head to lick the tip of his cock. His soft purr and the urging hand on the back of my head was more than enough to tell me he wanted it immediately. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked gently, carressing his shaft with my tongue as I took more into my mouth. It's lucky he was leaning against the wall now, because he would've fallen over if he hadn't been.

I was getting hard just from the taste of his cock, and hearing Cairo moan and purr in pleasure wasn't doing anything to stop it either. Both of his hands were on the back of my head now, urging me to take his entire cock in my mouth and suck him dry. I couldn't refuse him, either. I did precisely what he wanted, and for as long as he wanted, and it ended with a mouthful of cum and a very satisfied Cairo.

"Good pet." He said with a pleased smile as he stroked my hair.

"Yes, fū zi." I said sarcastically as I stood up and pulled him into my arms with a laugh. I took him into the shower, which had been on the entire time and steaming up the room like nobody's business, and gently started washing him. Cairo had his head resting on my chest again, his arms lazily wrapped around my hips, but his hands rather quickly began to wander. He's so chán, especially when he's naked and wet, and even more so when he starts fondling my hard cock.

It was Cairo's turn to go down on his knees, and he swiftly had a few inches in his mouth before I really knew what was happening. Not to brag or anything, but I have no idea how Cairo managed to get my entire cock in his mouth. I didn't get to the finish in this dream, though, 'cause some bastard was crashing about the place and woke me up. I think I'll go hunt that bastard down and teach him not to ruin someone's good night of sleep...

But yeah, woke up and wondered why I wasn't still in the shower with Cairo on his knees. Took me a while to figure it out, actually... Plus I had to finish off on my own. Fuckin' bastard; whoever the hell woke me up is gonna get the sharp end o' my knife through their throat if it happens again...

Damnit, I want Cairo.

4

Wed, 17 Jan 2007 05:16:14 GMT

Getting fed up with this... Haven't had a root in far too long. I would just call up one of the many girls I know who all adore me, but I can't stop thinking about Cairo and it's driving me nuts. Maybe I should tell him. I told Ming Yue, after all, and that turned out fine. Sure he doesn't feel the same way, but at least after I talked to him about it I could get over it. Maybe Cairo will be lǐ jiě like Ming Yue... Or maybe he'll just smile and nod, then organise to have me killed while I'm asleep... Eh, I shouldn't be so stupid about it. Cairo wouldn't do that. Would he? He's a nice enough guy; the worst he could do is say no. That, or call me some unnatural freak of nature, like most people would.

I don't think Grandma Chen even knows about this yet - but she is a pretty smart old bird, she might just figure it out for herself... Maybe I should talk to her. She's really wise and stuff, she might be able to help me come up with some way of telling him that doesn't threaten my life or anything. I can't even tell Ming Yue about this, 'cause he'd probably try to help me out and tell Cairo himself, and if Cairo hears it from someone else first... it's meaningless if I say it.

I think I'm going insane. I can't think about Rachel because I feel like some kind of incestuous freak when I do, but when I think about Cairo it's like that's all I'm meant for. I keep having these dreams, too, and every night they just get more and more intense. Last night's dream was even kind of scary. I mean, I've thought of getting married and having a family before, and in the end I guess I decided I didn't want to just yet, but guys can't get pregnant and... I have NO idea where the hell my mind came up with that weird crap. I woke up with a twitch, and it still hasn't gone away.

Maybe I shouldn't have eaten that whatever-it-was before I went to sleep... That was practically a nightmare. Besides, that "food" was tǎo yàn. But I'm feeling a little better now, so maybe I'll go for a walk and try to stop thinking about that fucked up dream. But, heh, if it did happen, it could be kinda nice, having a family with him... it'd definitely take some getting used to, though. Wouldn't really work, though, would it? I'm no expert on biology or anything, but I'm pretty sure guys just don't have the parts...

Yeah, gonna take a walk...

3

Mon, 15 Jan 2007 11:16:00 GMT

I'm starting to feel like a pervert whenever I look at Rachel. She's hot, and maybe that's the problem, 'cause right now I can't even talk to her without lookin' down her shirt. Then, when I do, I start feelin' really awkward; like I'm pervin' on my own sister or something. Well, at least I'm not havin' sex dreams about her as well, that'd make it twice as weird. So yeah, I'm gonna think about somethin' else for now. Like that dream I had last night. Mmm, Cairo looks good when he's wet...

In this dream I was watching Cairo in the shower; the way the water would run down the smooth curves of his slim body, the way his fingers danced over his own flesh, and what was even more of a turn-on was the way he looked at me when he started stroking himself. There was more than an invitation in those eyes, it was a demand, and there's no order I could more happily comply with. I had only a pair of pants on, but they were soon out of the way as I was getting into the shower with him, immediately pulling him close and pressing my body against as much of his as I could.

He looked up at me with a smirk, obviously knowing full well he could ask almost anything of me and I'd do it without question. Cairo is gorgeous enough as it is, but with his hair soaked and water running over his naked body, I thought I just might get lock-jaw from the huge grin I was wearing. His hands on my shoulders pulled me down and our lips met, his hands moving up into my hair and holding me in that kiss. It felt like we were both putting everything into that kiss, and I hardly noticed that my hands were on his hips, pulling them forward into mine and forcing our growing erections into each other. Everything felt so good, even just the water on my back, and the way he tasted was... He's hǎo chī, no matter what part of him I'm tasting. The kiss lasted so long I thought I might drown in this dominating feeling.

He broke off the kiss, and I growled with a kind of passion I don't think I've ever known before. I forced him up against the wall, but gently enough to avoid hurting him, and I kissed him again. With my chest pressing against his Cairo gave in, relaxing almost his entire body into my grip, and I felt so turned on by his willingness I thought my heart would explode. The hot water was still rushing down over us, and when I pulled away from the kiss to look down at him, I couldn't help but grin again. His hair looked even more like silk than normal, and the water was making it move almost constantly. He was watching me expectantly, and if there was anything I could willingly do to disappoint him, it wouldn't be turning him down.

I lifted his hips easily, allowing him to spread his legs on his own, just to see how much he wanted this. His legs were quickly wrapped around my waist, one hand slipping down between our bodies to teasingly stroke my hard cock. I growled lustfully when he did that, and the way he smiled at my response told me I'd be addicted to him forever. I was gentle first, just pushing in slowly and watching his expression change. He was slowly closing his eyes, his cheeks going such a dark red he almost looked bruised, and his mouth was open just a little as if he was getting ready to moan. He's so beautiful, I can barely stand not having him; I suppose that's what's causing all these dreams.

When I had my entire cock inside him I held still for a while, leaning down to gnaw on his neck affectionately. Usually with girls I like it kinda shā yǎ, but I really didn't want to be rough with Cairo, I wanted him to enjoy it more than I did. And he was obviously enjoying it already, I could hear it in his soft whimpering as I sucked on his neck. He was relaxed enough, and I knew he wanted it, so I slowly pulled about halfway out and began thrusting gently. Cairo's moans sounded sweeter than any woman I've ever been with, and I slowly started thrusting harder, straightening my back and watching him carefully. The constant flow of water was enough to keep everything wet enough, but I still a bit worried I might hurt him.

"Squeeze my shoulder if it hurts," I told him and shifted his right hand down to my shoulder. I was answered only with pleading moans as I put more strength into my hips and used almost my entire body in the simple movement. My hands were on his hips, and every time my own came forward to drive my cock into him, I pulled his hips down onto my cock, and pushed them back toward the wall as I pulled out. I was putting my all into this now, and Cairo was moaning and gasping in pleasure, but still I felt like I needed to do more for him. I'm not really all that great at thinking in the best of times, never mind in the middle of sex, but I still came up with an idea of how to give Cairo a little more pleasure at least.

My right hand left Cairo's hip, moving around his body to grab hold of his throbbing cock, and I started stroking him in time with every thrust. When my hand reached the end of his shaft, I would give it a gentle squeeze, and Cairo's moans became louder now as both his arms wrapped around my neck. He pulled me down to kiss him, moaning into my mouth, and his tongue wrapped around mine as we entered each other's mouths at the same time. It all felt so fucking liǎo bu qǐ, especially when Cairo came in my hand. The shower quickly washed away his cum, but that didn't stop his ass from getting even tighter around my cock, and when it did I couldn't stop myself from cumming as well. We were both moaning loudly, but it was muffled by our little game of tonsil-hockey, and when the orgasming stopped we pulled away from each other's lips. If I close my eyes now and think about it, I can remember the way he tasted in my dream, and the way his body felt being entangled with mine in that hot shower.

I feel so insatiable in these dreams, but Cairo always manages to make me feel like I've been satisfied at the same time. I didn't want to pull myself out of his body and I didn't want to let go, but Cairo looked like he was starting to get uncomfortable. I slowly pulled out and let the water wash away the proof of what we'd just done, and when I looked to Cairo's eyes again they weren't looking at me. He was looking away to the side, like he was embarrassed or something. I wondered if I'd done something wrong, and I lifted his chin to make him look at me, wanting to know what was wrong. But it was gone, the strange moment must've passed because now he was just staring at me lovingly again. I smiled back at him and kissed his forehead as I pulled him close.

I can't believe these dreams... I'm sure Cairo wouldn't actually want me, I'm sure he's just playing around the way Ming Yue does when we're "flirting". What would he want me for anyway? I'm just a thug, he's a rich little prettyboy. I can't think of anything other than physical protection that I could offer him, and if he wanted that he could just hire military-level bodyguards...

Holy crap, look at how much I've written in this stupid thing. I think I've spent far too much time on this stupid computer, I might turn into a big version of Leon if I stay on here much longer.

2

Thu, 11 Jan 2007 14:06:54 GMT

So, ignoring all that fucked up crap, yesterday was rather fun; though I can't figure out why I'm writing in this stupid journal at 5 in the fucking morning. Just need to get some things off my chest, I guess. Cairo seems to be loosening up, or opening up rather, but it could soon be working both ways. He's smiling more these days, and we were flirting for what felt like half the day. It was pretty funny watching Lyrik cringe and squeak every time someone mentioned cock, or tits, or anything sexual at all. Also, I think I need to try to find another of those little toy cars; sucks that we didn't get it back, I wanted to have a go at chasing people with it.

So... Had a really, er, nice dream about Cairo (big surprise). A little more detailed than others, too... I woke up and wondered why he wasn't still wrapped up in my arms. Everything felt so real, it was just amazing. The dream kinda went like this:

I had him pressed against a wall, our lips already together and his tongue in my mouth. My hands were cupping his firm ass, holding him up as we kissed and grinding my body against his. Cairo's legs wrapped around my waist, his left hand in my hair and his right clutching my shoulder as if he was afraid to let go. We were both topless, and I could smell him so clearly over everything, and just as I was noticing this his hands slipped down to my waist and undid my pants. They fell to the floor, my boxers soon following them, and suddenly I was pressing my hard on into his stomach. It took me a little longer to get his pants off, and sadly I had to break the kiss to do so; I couldn't see what I was doing.

When Cairo's pants and boxers had been taken care of, I looked up to his face and saw the most beautiful blush I could possibly dream of. It just made me want him more, and I couldn't hold back from kissing him again as I picked him up, turning around and carefully moving to the bed. I lowered us both onto the bed at the same time, so I didn't have to stop tasting those lips. When our groins ground against each other, we both moaned, but Cairo broke off the kiss to let out a louder moan than I'd expected. I grinned at the sight of him, blushing and sweating beneath me on the bed, and I still wanted more. There was no way I was letting him away from this bed until we were both satisfied.

Leaning down, I started kissing his jaw and neck, down his chest and stomach, until my lips hovered just over the end of his cock. I looked up to him again, licking my lips, and saw him watching me with adoration in those beautiful eyes. Now how could I deny someone who looked at me like that? I took hold of the base of his cock with just a few fingers, gently stroking as I placed the tip in my mouth. Cairo groaned, and I immediately took more in, sucking gently and stroking what wasn't already in my mouth. He was almost whimpering now, so I moved my hand down to fondle his balls and took his entire shaft into my mouth, stroking with my tongue and sucking with a little more force every second.

He was either more excited than I realised, or hadn't gotten any in a while, because he came in my mouth rather quickly and almost without warning; apart from the quick gasp and the loud moan. I had to swallow so it didn't spill out of my mouth, but I didn't gulp it all down. I took my mouth off his cock and knelt over him, tucking a hand under his back and pulling him up into a kiss. My tongue pushed past his lips, still carrying his cum, and I could've sworn he purred at the taste of himself. His arms went up around my neck again, his tongue meeting mine and almost struggling for dominance.

Cairo's arms didn't stay around my neck for long, his right hand started softly stroking its way down my chest, over my abs, and gripped my throbbing cock. His left hand joined it soon after and he pulled away from the kiss, licking the side of my mouth to remove a bit of escaped cum. He smiled, leaned forward, and for a moment he just nuzzled my neck. My arms went around his waist, and his hands started stroking my dick with a featherlight touch. It sent shivers down my spine, and now I was the one purring happily. I would've been content to just stay like that forever, but Cairo apparently had other ideas. His legs slipped back to let his chest come down, his mouth quickly closing over the end of my cock, making me grit my teeth and tense my muscles to avoid moaning and gasping at the same time from how good it felt.

His soft lips wrapped around my thick cock; his hot, wet mouth slowly sucking just enough to make my thighs quiver. I felt his tongue stroke the length of my shaft almost constantly as he took more in, but he only went down halfway before he started moving back. I almost growled, one hand sliding through his silky hair and the other behind me on the bed to hold me up. He went right up to the head of my cock, and for a second I thought he was just going to stop and leave it at that, but he went right back down again. I usually last hours in the sack, but Cairo had me blowing my load in his mouth in just a few blissful minutes.

We were both hot, sweating, and panting, but I didn't want it to finish there. I pulled Cairo up to sit him in my lap, kissing him with nearly exhausted need. I could taste my cum on his tongue, and that made me realise why he'd moaned at the taste of his own. But Cairo didn't let the kiss last long; maybe he knew that if it did last, we'd be right back to the beginning. All he had to do was put a single finger over my heart and push gently, and as if it was something we'd been doing for years, I ended the kiss and shifted around to lie down on the bed with Cairo in my arms. It felt so good to have his naked body against mine, but what felt even better was the way I could tell he was happy with this.

"Liàn nín." I said softly to him.
"Xīn téng nín." He answered.

When I woke up I felt almost... depressed... because Cairo wasn't in that bed with me. Gods, it was just a dream, why am I getting so hung up on it? But still, if it was with him, I could definitely get used to the idea of monogamy, and tóng xìng liàn.

I wonder if that was one of those precognitive dreams... Right now, I'd give anything for that to be real...

1

Tue, 09 Jan 2007 12:22:00 GMT

So, I'm apparently s'posed to write down my thoughts and feelings in this journal thingy... I don't see why, they're perfectly fine just stayin' in my head, but I s'pose it gives me somethin' to do. Maybe it'll get my mind off some o' this crap we've been going through. So anyway, time to distract myself I guess.

Kinda hard to believe what's been goin' on lately... My sister's gettin' married - Shane may be kinda scrawny, but he would do anything to protect Kanoa, so he gets a thumbs up - and all this crap with the... y'know, prob'ly not such a good idea to talk about the things we get up to, and this thing was supposed to be for relaxing or whatever...

Well, I know one person in particular who, I'm sure, could help me relax. Cairo has his own place somewhere else though, damnit. And he's some kinda rich kid. Dunno why he's hangin' around with us, maybe he just enjoys it... Heh, I sure as hell wouldn't mind enjoying him, wouldn't mind it at all... Thing is, he seems kinda unnaturally calm most of the time, so it's real hard to figure out what he's thinking. Still, gorgeous guy like that, I'd definitely hit it.

Another one I'm currently "working" with I'd totally hit: Rachel. That girl is jailbait, seriously huá lì, but her brother'd kill me if I tried anything serious. Luckily, her brother isn't here at the moment... Then again, I wouldn't wanna make it seem like I'm stabbin' her in the back or anything. I mean, we've kinda gotten close over the past few months, so doin' to her what I did to all those other girls would be real cruel. Still, that doesn't stop the girl from lookin' ready for action! Hell, I bet she could even get that little prude Lyrik to drool over her...

Hahah, I can just picture that now: Rachel giving Lyrik a bit of a lapdance, stripping to some slow music in the background. Poor Lyrik blushing dark red and trying not to give in to her habits of pushing people and their sexual come-ons away. And when Rachel is down to just her knickers, she sits herself in Lyrik's lap, and starts stripping Lyrik, 'cause the shy girl is just too flustered to do it herself of course. A little kiss on the lips from Rachel is met with a bit of hesitation from Lyrik, but soon the girls are getting nice and comfortable with it, and suddenly Lyrik's somehow naked and being pressed against the mattress by the hottest piece of jailbait anyone's ever laid eyes on. Hmmm, yeah, even Lyrik couldn't resist that, and if she could she's just unnatural.

Erm... Think I need to go now...