The Best

Part 2 of 3

Written by: Toki-sama

Akio gave a side ways smirk; his eyes closed slightly as he waved his hand off to the side and said,

"Toki should go first."

Toki shook his head as he said,

"Nah, Playboy, the best always goes last."

Akio shook his head again, tucking back imaginary strands behind his ear as he said,

"No, go ahead Toki. I insist."

Akio gave him a hard glare as he lifted his hand up to his eyes. Toki, knowing why Akio did not want to talk about his best time only smirked and said,

"Come on man, Aoki's waitin. I'll go after you. 'Sides I got a lot to think about."

Akio sighed slightly, hating Toki for the moment as he said,

"Okay, fine. I'll go."

Aoki pushed up his glasses as he said,

"Both of you are weird."

"I know, I know. But it's Toki's fault." Said Akio.

Toki only laughed and took out his cigarettes and took out one as put it to his lips and lit it. Akio then sighed and said,

"Okay, it was a usual night. I think I was on my own for once. Toki was chillen with his Ghosto, Aoki, you were with Aya as usual. Anyway, this was a couple of weeks ago. Maybe a month or something like that. Anyway, I was at a club or bar...I forget. I think it was In Blue. Anyway, I was having a drink when I saw this cute, cute little thing sitting at the edge of the bar all by himself."

--------------------Flashback

Akio smiled to himself as he saw Jo sitting at the far end of the bar. He was on his own, dark red hair pulled up and knotted back, stray ends falling around his eyes and face. The young man pulled up a glass and took a drink, resting his arm on the bar top as he sighed and then picked up a cigarette sitting on the near by ash tray. He took a drag before leaning his head back, revealing his high cheekbones and full lips. His eyes were more feminine then his father's, it gave the sense that not everything he had physically and mentally was handed down from his father's genes. He blinked a few times, closing his eyes each time he had a drag of his cigarette. Jo looked bored for a moment, putting down his cigarette down and picking up his glass again. Akio eventually got up and walked down towards the end as he sat down beside Jo and said,

"Hey Baby-Chu."

Jo turned and looked at Akio as he said,

"Hi. Where'd you come from?"

"I got here earlier."

Jo nodded finishing his cigarette as he put it out and then sighed, seeing his glass was empty.

"Damnit." He cursed to himself.

Akio raised his hand up to the bar tender, making the gesture for another drink. The bar tender walked over as Jo said,

"It's okay."

Akio ignored him as he said,

"Get him another glass of whatever he was having."

The bar tender nodded as went to refill his glass. Jo set his head down on his folded arms as Akio looked at him and said,

"What's wrong with you?"

"I feel tired. I should probably take this last drink and go to bed."

"Ah, your bed. There's a place I haven't seen in a while."

Jo looked up at him with a single dark brown eye and said,

"Been long time since I've been an uke."

Akio gave a laugh and said,

"Who said anything about making you an uke?"

"It's what you were suggesting."

"Was it? Man, is your mind in the gutter. I was just saying I haven't been to your bed in a while."

Jo turned his head, hiding under his hair again as he said,

"Too use to you I guess."

Akio leaned down beside him, putting his arm around Jo's shoulders as he said,

"I'll take you home."

Jo sat back up as he said,

"Thanks."

After his drink they both left the bar, Akio picking up both tabs.

In the cab ride back to Jo's place, the young man kept yawning, leaning his head back, dark red hair falling away from his face as he kept swiping at his eyes, covering his mouth and dozing in and out of sleep. Akio only watched him, laughing slightly whenever Jo did anything cute. When they reached Jo's apartment, Jo got out first, paying the cab fare as they both walked inside the lobby. Akio watched Jo's eyes water each time he yawned.

"When's the last time you slept?"

"I didn't sleep all day. I got up at three this morning. My sleeping pattern's all fucked up."

"Yeah I could tell."

As they waited for the elevator, Jo sat down next to the wall, holding his head up on his bent knees; his arms around them as his hair covered everything. Akio watched and waited until the elevator came down. He then leaned down, grabbing Jo's wrists and yanking him up to his feet. He turned around as Jo was still confused and then lifted him up. The younger man was surprised by the sudden lift and grabbed onto Akio's shoulders as he said,

"What are you doing?"

"Carrying you. You're too tired."

Jo didn't complain and rested his head down on Akio's shoulder as they went inside the elevator and went to his floor. Jo only woke up again as Akio jolted him, asking him for a set of keys to open the door. After they were handed over, Akio opened the door and walked in, taking Jo with him and closing the door behind the both of them. Jo kept sleeping, even after he was dropped down on his bed. He turned over on his side and began sleeping again, curling up as he grabbed his pillow and started to sleep. Akio watched him for a moment before he took off his shoes and then took off Jo's shoes. He then pulled off the young man's socks and then crawled onto the bed and started to turn Jo to his back so he could take off his sweatshirt. As he finally got it off, Jo opened his eyes as he said,

"What are you doing?"

"Undressing you."

"Nice."

"You wanna sleep in your clothes?"

Jo yawned as he said,

"I'm fine in my jeans."

Akio nodded, moving away as he then sat down, taking of his coat and sweeping back any loose strands of hair from his neat tail and then laid down beside Jo, putting his arms around Jo, pulling him close and falling asleep.

In the middle of the night, Akio felt something smoothing back his face. It was soft and warm, comforting and familiar. He opened his eyes as he saw Jo looking down at him, his hands on Akio's face.

"Hey you. Why you awake?"

Jo leaned down slightly as he said,

"I don't know. I'm not tired anymore though."

"You were exhausted a minute ago."

"A minute? Akio it's four in the morning."

Akio blinked a few times as he took his cell phone from his pockets and looked at it as he said,

"Oh yeah. So it is."

Jo gave a laugh just as a lock of dark blood red hair fell over his shoulder. For a moment, Akio saw the young eighteen-year-old he started to fall for once upon a time. That face never changed, only his hair got longer. Dark brown eyes that glowed when he laughed and a little boy's smile. No matter how old Jo got, Akio would always see him as a boy. A baby, Baby-Chu...he would never grow up. Akio smiled slightly as he reached up to Jo's face, stroking back the dark strands before holding his face and bringing him down. Their lips met for a soft kiss, a contact they had not had for a few years. Jo allowed it for a moment before moving back and said,

"What's that all about?"

"Couldn't resist."

"Oh."

"Oh? Just an oh?"

"I don't know what else to say."

"How about yes?"

Jo thought for a moment, his head leaning on Akio's hand as he said,

"Yes."

He leaned down, meeting Akio for a soft kiss, their mouth touching ever so subtly. Jo looked at him through half closed eyes as he then said,

"You came here for this didn't you?"

"Actually no. I was just too lazy to go home."

Jo laughed softly as he said,

"You're always lazy."

"I know. We should be at my place for this though."

"What's the difference?"

"I have good fucking music."

Jo laughed again as he said,

"Not of importance right now."

Akio began sitting up, unbuttoning his shirt as Jo reached down to his wife beater and pulled it up. They broke apart as both shirts came off, Jo shaking his head out as he reached up to his hair and took out the knot holding most of his hair back. Akio watched him for a moment as he said,

"Damn Baby, your hair got long."

"I know."

They kissed again, lying down, Akio rolling them over so he'd be on top. They broke apart for another moment as Jo said,

"It's been a while since I was the uke."

"I know. You told me before."

He noticed the apprehension on Jo's face as he said,

"Having seconds thoughts?"

"Sort of."

"We don't have to."

"I know."

They kissed again, mouths opening as tongues met as they put their arms around each other. When they broke apart, Jo nodded and said,

"Keep going."

Akio leaned down, kissing his throat, sucking on the soft skin only for a moment before he continued down, kissing his collar bones, going further down, down the line of his torso, his stomach, his belly button, stopping at his jeans as he sat up and got up. Jo watched him as he said,

"What?"

Akio only shook his head and stood at the side of the bed and pulled Jo over by his legs, making him move and sit up so his legs would be over the edge of the bed. From there, Akio leaned back down, kissing his stomach, licking at the small dimple of his belly button and undoing his jeans at the same time. Jo felt that oh so familiar tongue, those skillful hands undoing his jeans and those soft lips on his skin. His stomach tightened as he heard his jeans unsnap, the zipper drawn down and Akio's smooth fingers reach in. He gasped as he was softly fondled; Akio's fingers being as teasing as silk and just as smooth. Jo gave a soft whine as he felt Akio's mouth eventually come over him.

"Ah…fuck…"

Akio smirked to himself, hearing Jo already start to give in. Akio knew that no matter how many people Baby went through, no one gave better head. He prided himself on that and he knew no one else could make Baby squirm and whine that way he was now. As his mouth kept busy, Akio’s hands managed to pull off Jo’s jeans the rest of the way, dropping them to the floor as he shoved them aside and went back to Jo’s legs, lifting them up and spreading them open even further.

Jo clutched at the bed comforter underneath him, closing his eyes, gasping every now and then when something overwhelming washed over him. He felt the inevitable as he said,
"Ah……Akio…stop…stop…I’m gonna…"

Akio moved back, licking his lips, tasting his familiar lover again as he got back up to his feet. He admired the younger man lying on his back legs open, breathing hard, his hands still grasping at the comforter underneath him. Akio smirked to himself as he undid his pants, drawing the zipper down as he said,
"I know you have lube somewhere."

Jo moved his head, looking at Akio, watching the older, more seductive man undoing his pants. He cleared his throat as he said,
"Bathroom."
"Convenient."

"I wasn’t planning on being fucked tonight."

Akio laughed as he walked away and went to the bathroom to retrieve said item. In the meantime, Jo started to sit back up, slowly as he already felt dazed. It had been a long time since Akio and he last coupled. It had been a matter of understanding and boredom on both parts. Jo had Sozaburo, Akio had moved onto better, younger things, as was his habit. There was the occasional flirting, but Jo never imagined it would lead them back here. As he reached up to move his hair away from his face, he felt Akio’s arms come around him, pulling up back as Jo gasped slightly. He was pulled against Akio’s chest, his arms circling around his waist as he felt Akio’s hand back on his hardened flesh. Jo gasped his eyes rolling to the back of his head as his head fell back against Akio’s shoulder. His hands clapped down over Akio’s wrists as he felt his lubed up hand work him, making him, if possible, even harder. Jo gasped again, his toes curling against the comforter as he closed his eyes, his body tightening with every up and down gesture by the Playboy’s hand. His hips unconsciously thrusted up with every move as Akio kissed his ear, nibbling softly on the ear lobe, his other hand holding his thigh apart from the other. Jo began to whine softly, his hips moving a little faster now as Akio let go and slowly laid him down. It was sudden for the younger man, who opened his eyes in surprise and said,
"Why’d you-"
He didn’t have a chance to finish as Akio kissed him, rendering him silent. The distraction was enough for Akio’s slender fingers to travel between the younger man’s legs and slowly began fingering his entrance. Jo tensed up, the action so distant that Akio moved back slightly and said,
"You know to relax."
"It’s…been a while."
"I know. It’s why you gotta relax."

Jo nodded, breathing softly as he felt the intrusion of Akio’s fingers. It was uncomfortable at first but slowly; Jo got use to it again. His arms wrapped around Akio’s shoulders, his stomach tense though the rest of him relaxed against the slow moving and withdrawing. It started to feel good after a few moments and Jo closed his eyes, kissing Akio’s neck as he laid back down, waiting for Akio. Once he began to moan softly, Akio knew it was time. He moved his hand away as he carefully positioned himself and slowly entered. It was so familiar; territory once marked and passed through. It was like walking through an old neighborhood to Akio. Everything was just as he remembered. The clenching, the velvet insides of the boy he once took years earlier, the soft whimpers that would soon turn into loud moans, all of it was familiar. Jo still on tightly around Akio’s shoulders since the older man was leaning over him. Akio kissed him once more as he said,
"You okay?"
"Yeah….I’m fine."
Akio nodded, giving him another few moments before he said,
"You ready?"
"Yeah."

Akio then turned them over, Jo ending up on top as gasped again from suddenly allowing Akio further inside him and from the sudden change from being on the bottom to the top. Akio looked up at him, seeing the surprised looked on Baby’s face as he said,

"Whenever you’re ready."

Jo nodded, sitting still for a moment before he finally began to move. Slowly at first, almost as if Jo was getting use to it, moving very carefully to allow Akio further inside. Then he tensed his legs, getting up to his knees as he felt Akio slowly slipping out before he sat back down and brought him back in. Akio sighed, putting his hands on Jo’s thighs, feeling the muscle tense under his palms as he said,
"Damn…do that again."

Jo gave a soft smile, reaching up to his hair and stroking it back as he said,
"I will. Give me a minute."

"Don’t take too long now."

"Stupid…"

Akio gave a small laugh, moving his hand up to Jo’s hip, feeling the younger man tense and eventually arch his hips up and began to move.

The feeling was a bittersweet memory. Akio remembered the feeling of Jo’s body, the tightness, the warm, the way Jo cried out and lifted himself up and then sat back down. He cried softly, his hands resting on Akio’s chest as he moved, his dark red hair falling around both of them, stroking and tickling Akio’s chest as he sighed deeply, remembering and recalling everything. It still had not changed. The older man sat up, grabbing Jo’s wrists as he did and then laid him down on his back, pinning his wrists to the mattress as he continued to thrust. Jo whimpered loudly, his knees still pressed up against Akio’s slender hips. The older man moved with grace and experience, feeling his younger lover’s moans start to climb higher and higher. Jo arched his back, feeling Akio move in and out all the better, push in deeper all within simple movements. He closed his eyes, remembering everything as well and he faintly wondered somewhere in the back of his mind, why did it all stop? Akio still held onto Jo’s wrists, holding them firmly in his grasp as he continued to thrust, faster and faster, not wanting to stop as he heard Jo moan louder and louder. His head was thrown back as far as it could go, dark red hair spread out underneath him, his slender hands clutched together as much as they could. Akio admired it all, thrusting over and over in a slow, smooth rhythm, making it feel like music. Jo’s whole body tightened again, his moans indicating to Akio just how close he was to the end. Akio watched him, breathing hard as he moved in and out as he said,
"Hold on….just…just a little more…"
Jo gasped, choking out his moan as he said,
"I…I can’t…"

It was too close for the younger man as he shut his eyes tight and gave a loud moan, his fingernails digging into his palm as Akio followed because of Jo’s body tightening around him. The grip around Baby’s wrists was so tight, once Akio let go there were finger shaped bruises around the pale skin. Akio carefully relaxed on top of Jo, loving the feeling of being inside him. Jo was still panting as he brought his hand up to his forehead to push back stray strands of hair. Once he regained his breath, he realized Akio was still on top of him.

"You better not be asleep."

There came a muffled laugh as Akio said,
"I’m not."
"Get off me. I want a cigarette."

"So do I. Give me a second though."
Jo laughed slightly as he said,

"You’re so lazy."

Akio laughed softly as he said,
"I know."

He did eventually get up as they both lit cigarettes and eventually fell asleep, Akio too lazy to get up and go home around four thirty that morning.

--------------------------End of Flashback

Toki smirked slightly as he rested his chin on his hand and said,
"So what was the kid’s name?"

Akio glared at him as he said,
"I don’t know. Never caught it. Just fucked him and left."

Aoki laughed slightly as he said,
"Smart."
"Wasn’t of importance at the moment."

Akio finished his cigarette as he put it out and began to pour himself a drink. Aoki then said,
"So Toki, you gonna grace us with a story or what?"
"Oh but of course. Like I said to the Playboy, the best always goes last."