Limon Amor

A loud, piercing scream shattered across the house. So loud, it reached to the door of the flower shop. The flowers shook and the vases rocked. Meanwhile, down on the couch by the computer, Omi screamed with pleasure as Yohji thrusted into him over and over again.

Sweat gleamed at the tip of Yohji's nose. His glasses slipped down further and further until they were hanging on by a little strip of his hair.

"O..Omi...I can't....can't go any....ha...ha...ha...harder!" Yohji grasped for air in between each movement.

Yohji paused briefly while regrouping his strength. He looked down at Omi's back which was dry and soft. Omi turned his head back at Yohji and smirked.

Omi pulled himself forward loosening himself from the position in front of Yohji. He leaned forward towards the coffee table and grabbed at the lemon that was sitting on top of Aya's yaoi hentai magazine stack. He carefully slit the middle with his fingernails until there was a shallow gash in the sour fruit.

"Omi, lay down." Omi nodded as he leaned back onto the couch. Yohji licked his lips repeadiatly as he held the lemon over Omi's lips.

Yohji began to gently squeeze the fruit until juice started to flow. It dropped onto Omi's puckered lips and exposed tongue. He slowly moved it from Omi's lips then to his neck where he then lightly smeared it with the tips of his fingers. Then after, he moved it to Omi's chest and stomach where he finished off the last of the juice.

Yohji slightly laughed and smiled. He leaned forward and stuck out his tongue. He placed it on Omi's lips. Omi then stuck out his tongue to meet Yohji's then together in unison, they danced around in matrimony of love. Slowly, Yohji moved his tongue down to Omi's chin and down his neck. He then moved down to Omi's chest where he spread his tongue all around until all the lemon juice was gone. He then went down to Omi's bellybutton.

He placed his lips on Omi's button and stuck his tongue in. He sucked up all the juice until it was gone. He then moved his tongue around in a circular motion. Omi smiled and moaned with pleasure.

Yohji's cheeks lit up with a bright pink hue. His lips parted as he flashed a bright grin. "I've been waiting forever for you to say that."

Yohji dipped his head down and moved it down towards Omi's stomach. He was getting closer, so close that he could taste it. That is until, a loud knock was heard on the wall. Yohji jumped up sending Omi's head flying into the arm of the couch. A large purple bruise immediately appeared on Omi's forehead. Yohji looked towards the stairs to see Aya and Ken standing there together arm in arm.

"Yohji, how many times do I have to tell you?" Aya stared at Yohji coldly. "Use your own rooms!"

Yohji looked down at the couch fabric. To his disgust, he saw large blotches of a dried out white substance. "Ewww! Haven't you guys ever heard of cleaning the couch when you're done?" Yohji looked at them with a horrified face.

"Oh yeah, sorry." Ken laid his hand on Aya's shoulder. "That's Aya's doing. He's just too lazy to clean it up."

Aya turned to Ken with a red face. "Hey! How am I supposed to clean up my mess when you're always bugging me to go harder on you when I'm already worn out as it is."

Yohji's eyes bugged. "Wow! That sounds just like what Omi was saying a couple of minutes ago. You and Omi are meant for each other, Ken. Hahahaha!"

Ken lowered his lip at Yohji and raised an eyebrow. "So what are you saying Yohji. That I'm a better lover for Omi than you are?"

Yohji turned to Omi to see him knocked out on the couch. Ken leapt forward and grabbed up Omi into his arms.

Ken paused for a moment then looked down at Omi lying helpless in his arms. His mind puzzled and his body frozen. "I dunno. Ummmm....instinct. Any ways, you're obviously tired so I'll go put Omi in his room."

Ken turned away from Yohji and Aya and started to walk towards Omi's room. From a distance he could hear Yohji yelling.

Ken walked into Omi's room and closed the door behind him. He walked over to Omi's bed. Leaning forward, he gently slid him onto the sheets. He thought to himself.

".....Yohji.....you're such a bastard sometimes! Yes I took Omi. But I took him because, because, I care for his health and well-being. Because, I.........I love him. I love Omi."

He pulled up the blanket and draped it over Omi's legs and lower torso. He looked at Omi's forehead, at his large bruise. Ken leaned forward towards Omi's head. He closed his eyes and placed his lips upon Omi's bruise. He gently kissed him, trying to hold back his sexual urge. Still, it was no use, he just had to have one touch.

Ken pulled his hand up and placed it on Omi's lower torso then slowly moved it down until it was right on Omi's dick. For a minute he stayed there hovering over Omi, carresing him over and over until he felt a hand placed on his hand that was under the blanket. He moved away to see Omi's eyes open and staring at him.

Ken looked at Omi with a blank face. He was speechless. All the while, in his mind, he told himself to tell Omi how he felt. That he didn't love Aya and that Yohji didn't love him. He knew this because, he overheard Aya and Yohji talking once. They said it as clear as glass. Aya didn't love Ken. Yohji didn't love Omi. Who they loved, well, Ken knew from there.

"AHHHHH! AHHHHH! HARDERRRRR!!!!" The loud call of Aya's voice was heard down the hallway.

Omi's eyes widened. He jumped out of his bed with his blanket wrapped around him. He ran until he reached Yohji's room where him and Aya were fucking each other. Yohji and Aya turned towards Omi. Yohji's face was wiped with a grin.

"Yoh....Yohji. Why? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!?!?!?!" Omi broke down into tears. He fell to his knees and buried his face into his hands. Ken came running up behind Omi. Ken took one glance at Aya then looked towards Omi. He bent down beside him and placed one arm over his back.

Yohji leaned back on his bed. Aya laid right next to him. "Yeah, Omi. I've been meaning to tell you. Sorry but, I love Aya. Aya loves me too. Him and Ken are done now, as are you and me. I'm an ass and a gigolo and you know it. You're too sweet and honest to be with me."

"Yohji. You bastard. How could you do this? I loved you with all my heart. What am I supposed to do now? You were the sun to my dark night sky. How could you hurt me?!?!?!"

Yohji placed his hand on Aya's head and gently stroked his hair. "Omi, you know deep down in your heart that Yohji isn't your type." Aya said to Omi. " Me and him are reckless. You on the other hand have rules and you're in line. You're an angel and we are devils. Don't waste your tears. We're not trying to be mean, we're just getting it right."

Omi lifted his head at Aya and Yohji. Without a word, he nodded his head and stood up. He turned and walked out towards his room. Ken looked at Yohji and Aya coldly. He too then stood up and followed Omi.

He entered Omi's room to see Omi standing by his window looking up at the bright moon in the night sky. On his cheek, a little glimmer of a tear. Ken closed and locked the door behind him. He walked over to Omi where he wrapped his arms around Omi's shoulders. Ken rested his chin on Omi's shoulder.

"You knew didn't you Ken?" Omi turned his head towards Ken's. "I can see it in your bright eyes that you knew. Yet, you don't seem sad. It's like, you wanted it to happen for a reason."

Ken sighed and buried his nose into Omi's neck. "Yes, I knew. I overheard them talking once. They both said that they didn't love us. They were only doing it for fun. Omi, Yohji and Aya have loved each other since they met. Let me assure you though, as long as I'm around, no one will ever hurt you again."

Ken grinned as he lifted his head and rubbed his nose against Omi's cheek. "I am. Omi, I love you. I always have. That's why all those times you were hurt, I was always there first, to help you. That's why I always held you tight. Omi, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you let me?"

Omi turned his head until his and Ken's nose's met each others. He smiled a sweet, angelic grin. "I'll be yours Ken until the day I should happen to pass."

Ken closed his eyes and leaned closer towards Omi. Omi closed his eyes and also began to lean until the both of their lips touched. Slowly Omi moved his tongue into Ken's mouth as Ken picked him up and carried him over to the bed where he gently placed him stomach down.

Ken and Omi's lips pulled apart until they were no longer kissing. Ken got behind Omi and gently stroked his back. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick then inserting it into Omi's ass hole.

Omi moaned with pleasure as Ken thrusted in and out of him. He grabbed onto the sheets and pulled them hard. Ken got harder at each thrust until his pelvis started to hurt so he pulled out of Omi and layed him on his back.

While Omi was on his back, Ken leaned forward and placed his mouth over Omi's dick. He slowly moved his head up and down caressing it with his tongue. Omi placed his hands on Ken's head and started to pull his head up and down. Ken's hands were softly moving over Omi's legs.

Omi layed his head back and screamed with pleasure. Each time Ken went down he screamed harder and harder until his throat began to hurt. And as Omi yelled harder and harder, he felt the urge to cum. Omi lifted up Ken's head until his mouth was no longer on his penis.

Ken smiled at Omi who returned the smile. Ken then placed his hand on Omi's dick and gave him a hand job until the white "Omi Juice" came spraying out. Ken then lifted his head lower and stick his tongue out licking it all up. He then lifted his head to Omi and smiled and said "Mmmmmm".

Omi was then a raging volvanoe spraying his cum everywhere until Ken was nearly covered with it. Ken then threw himself on Omi and began to kiss him. He then put his hand on Omi's dick and rubbed it while pulling it gently. Omi opened his mouth screaming in pleasure while Ken stuck his tongue in Omi's mouth. Omi then put his hands on Ken's ass and began to pinch and grab at it repediatly.

Ken then pulled Omi's legs up then stuck his dick into Omi's ass once again, thrusting harder and harder as Omi sprayed his cum all over the place until the night was old.

Meanwhile, over in the other room, Yohji and Aya were relaxing. Yohji turned his head towards Aya and smiled.

"Hey Aya, I don't think I've ever heard Omi scream as loud as that before. Ken must be something in the sac."

Aya laughed then turned to Yohji. "You wouldn't believe the tricks and moves he can pull when he's reached his peak. That's nothing!"

The clock changed it's position in time. 8:12 PM, Ken and Omi had been at it for 5 hours and were just barely getting tired. Ken laid on his back, on his chest, Omi. He lifted his head up at Ken's glistening face.

"Omi, I love you too. Now, kiss me!" Ken removed his fingers and leaned forward into Omi until they embraced each other.

They remained that way. Embracing each other in sweet kindness and love until the day that they died.


	Ken's Weiß Underwear Drawer \| home Ken's Weiß Underwear Drawer A loud, piercing scream shattered across the house. So loud, it reached to the door of the flower shop. The flowers shook and the vases rocked. Meanwhile, down on the couch by the computer, Omi screamed with pleasure as Yohji thrusted into him over and over again. "Ahhh! Yoh....Yohji.....HARDER!" He dug his nails into the fabric as he screamed. Sweat gleamed at the tip of Yohji's nose. His glasses slipped down further and further until they were hanging on by a little strip of his hair. "O..Omi...I can't....can't go any....ha...ha...ha...harder!" Yohji grasped for air in between each movement. "Awwww! Come on Yohji! GIVE IT TO ME HARDER!" Omi cried. Yohji paused briefly while regrouping his strength. He looked down at Omi's back which was dry and soft. Omi turned his head back at Yohji and smirked. "Hey, why'd you stop?" Yohji smiled at him. "Regenerating for you, sweetheart." Omi pulled himself forward loosening himself from the position in front of Yohji. He leaned forward towards the coffee table and grabbed at the lemon that was sitting on top of Aya's yaoi hentai magazine stack. He carefully slit the middle with his fingernails until there was a shallow gash in the sour fruit. Yohji grabbed the lemon from Omi's hand and held it in the air. "Omi, lay down." Omi nodded as he leaned back onto the couch. Yohji licked his lips repeadiatly as he held the lemon over Omi's lips. Yohji began to gently squeeze the fruit until juice started to flow. It dropped onto Omi's puckered lips and exposed tongue. He slowly moved it from Omi's lips then to his neck where he then lightly smeared it with the tips of his fingers. Then after, he moved it to Omi's chest and stomach where he finished off the last of the juice. Omi smiled at Yohji, "Oooh, that tickles. Be nice now Yohji." Yohji slightly laughed and smiled. He leaned forward and stuck out his tongue. He placed it on Omi's lips. Omi then stuck out his tongue to meet Yohji's then together in unison, they danced around in matrimony of love. Slowly, Yohji moved his tongue down to Omi's chin and down his neck. He then moved down to Omi's chest where he spread his tongue all around until all the lemon juice was gone. He then went down to Omi's bellybutton. He placed his lips on Omi's button and stuck his tongue in. He sucked up all the juice until it was gone. He then moved his tongue around in a circular motion. Omi smiled and moaned with pleasure. "Mmm....Yohji." Yohji brought his lips and tongue up. "What is it Omi?" Omi put his hands on Yohji's cheeks and grin roguishly. "Go lower." Yohji's cheeks lit up with a bright pink hue. His lips parted as he flashed a bright grin. "I've been waiting forever for you to say that." Yohji dipped his head down and moved it down towards Omi's stomach. He was getting closer, so close that he could taste it. That is until, a loud knock was heard on the wall. Yohji jumped up sending Omi's head flying into the arm of the couch. A large purple bruise immediately appeared on Omi's forehead. Yohji looked towards the stairs to see Aya and Ken standing there together arm in arm. "Yohji, how many times do I have to tell you?" Aya stared at Yohji coldly. "Use your own rooms!" Ken smiled a large grin. "Yeah! Remember, me and Aya claimed the couch!" Yohji looked down at the couch fabric. To his disgust, he saw large blotches of a dried out white substance. "Ewww! Haven't you guys ever heard of cleaning the couch when you're done?" Yohji looked at them with a horrified face. "Oh yeah, sorry." Ken laid his hand on Aya's shoulder. "That's Aya's doing. He's just too lazy to clean it up." Aya turned to Ken with a red face. "Hey! How am I supposed to clean up my mess when you're always bugging me to go harder on you when I'm already worn out as it is." Yohji's eyes bugged. "Wow! That sounds just like what Omi was saying a couple of minutes ago. You and Omi are meant for each other, Ken. Hahahaha!" Ken lowered his lip at Yohji and raised an eyebrow. "So what are you saying Yohji. That I'm a better lover for Omi than you are?" Yohji's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. "OH MY GOD! I forgot about Omi!" Yohji turned to Omi to see him knocked out on the couch. Ken leapt forward and grabbed up Omi into his arms. "Hey Ken! What are you doing with my boyfriend?" Ken paused for a moment then looked down at Omi lying helpless in his arms. His mind puzzled and his body frozen. "I dunno. Ummmm....instinct. Any ways, you're obviously tired so I'll go put Omi in his room." Ken turned away from Yohji and Aya and started to walk towards Omi's room. From a distance he could hear Yohji yelling. "Don't blow my boyfriend now, Ken!" Ken walked into Omi's room and closed the door behind him. He walked over to Omi's bed. Leaning forward, he gently slid him onto the sheets. He thought to himself. ".....Yohji.....you're such a bastard sometimes! Yes I took Omi. But I took him because, because, I care for his health and well-being. Because, I.........I love him. I love Omi." He pulled up the blanket and draped it over Omi's legs and lower torso. He looked at Omi's forehead, at his large bruise. Ken leaned forward towards Omi's head. He closed his eyes and placed his lips upon Omi's bruise. He gently kissed him, trying to hold back his sexual urge. Still, it was no use, he just had to have one touch. Ken pulled his hand up and placed it on Omi's lower torso then slowly moved it down until it was right on Omi's dick. For a minute he stayed there hovering over Omi, carresing him over and over until he felt a hand placed on his hand that was under the blanket. He moved away to see Omi's eyes open and staring at him. "Ken-Kun. What was that for?" Ken looked at Omi with a blank face. He was speechless. All the while, in his mind, he told himself to tell Omi how he felt. That he didn't love Aya and that Yohji didn't love him. He knew this because, he overheard Aya and Yohji talking once. They said it as clear as glass. Aya didn't love Ken. Yohji didn't love Omi. Who they loved, well, Ken knew from there. "AHHHHH! AHHHHH! HARDERRRRR!!!!" The loud call of Aya's voice was heard down the hallway. "SHHHH! They'll hear us Aya. Close your mouth!" Yohji's voice was now screaming out. Omi's eyes widened. He jumped out of his bed with his blanket wrapped around him. He ran until he reached Yohji's room where him and Aya were fucking each other. Yohji and Aya turned towards Omi. Yohji's face was wiped with a grin. "Hi Omi!" Yohji waved at Omi from behind Aya. "Yoh....Yohji. Why? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!?!?!?!" Omi broke down into tears. He fell to his knees and buried his face into his hands. Ken came running up behind Omi. Ken took one glance at Aya then looked towards Omi. He bent down beside him and placed one arm over his back. Yohji leaned back on his bed. Aya laid right next to him. "Yeah, Omi. I've been meaning to tell you. Sorry but, I love Aya. Aya loves me too. Him and Ken are done now, as are you and me. I'm an ass and a gigolo and you know it. You're too sweet and honest to be with me." "Yohji. You bastard. How could you do this? I loved you with all my heart. What am I supposed to do now? You were the sun to my dark night sky. How could you hurt me?!?!?!" Yohji placed his hand on Aya's head and gently stroked his hair. "Omi, you know deep down in your heart that Yohji isn't your type." Aya said to Omi. " Me and him are reckless. You on the other hand have rules and you're in line. You're an angel and we are devils. Don't waste your tears. We're not trying to be mean, we're just getting it right." Omi lifted his head at Aya and Yohji. Without a word, he nodded his head and stood up. He turned and walked out towards his room. Ken looked at Yohji and Aya coldly. He too then stood up and followed Omi. "Omi!" Ken said softly as he entered Omi's room. "Omi, are you okay?" He entered Omi's room to see Omi standing by his window looking up at the bright moon in the night sky. On his cheek, a little glimmer of a tear. Ken closed and locked the door behind him. He walked over to Omi where he wrapped his arms around Omi's shoulders. Ken rested his chin on Omi's shoulder. "You knew didn't you Ken?" Omi turned his head towards Ken's. "I can see it in your bright eyes that you knew. Yet, you don't seem sad. It's like, you wanted it to happen for a reason." Ken sighed and buried his nose into Omi's neck. "Yes, I knew. I overheard them talking once. They both said that they didn't love us. They were only doing it for fun. Omi, Yohji and Aya have loved each other since they met. Let me assure you though, as long as I'm around, no one will ever hurt you again." "Ken, you saying something more to me?" Ken grinned as he lifted his head and rubbed his nose against Omi's cheek. "I am. Omi, I love you. I always have. That's why all those times you were hurt, I was always there first, to help you. That's why I always held you tight. Omi, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you let me?" Omi turned his head until his and Ken's nose's met each others. He smiled a sweet, angelic grin. "I'll be yours Ken until the day I should happen to pass." Ken closed his eyes and leaned closer towards Omi. Omi closed his eyes and also began to lean until the both of their lips touched. Slowly Omi moved his tongue into Ken's mouth as Ken picked him up and carried him over to the bed where he gently placed him stomach down. Ken and Omi's lips pulled apart until they were no longer kissing. Ken got behind Omi and gently stroked his back. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick then inserting it into Omi's ass hole. Omi moaned with pleasure as Ken thrusted in and out of him. He grabbed onto the sheets and pulled them hard. Ken got harder at each thrust until his pelvis started to hurt so he pulled out of Omi and layed him on his back. While Omi was on his back, Ken leaned forward and placed his mouth over Omi's dick. He slowly moved his head up and down caressing it with his tongue. Omi placed his hands on Ken's head and started to pull his head up and down. Ken's hands were softly moving over Omi's legs. Omi layed his head back and screamed with pleasure. Each time Ken went down he screamed harder and harder until his throat began to hurt. And as Omi yelled harder and harder, he felt the urge to cum. Omi lifted up Ken's head until his mouth was no longer on his penis. "Ken, I'm going to cum." "So what Omi. I'll make good use of it." Ken smiled at Omi who returned the smile. Ken then placed his hand on Omi's dick and gave him a hand job until the white "Omi Juice" came spraying out. Ken then lifted his head lower and stick his tongue out licking it all up. He then lifted his head to Omi and smiled and said "Mmmmmm". Omi was then a raging volvanoe spraying his cum everywhere until Ken was nearly covered with it. Ken then threw himself on Omi and began to kiss him. He then put his hand on Omi's dick and rubbed it while pulling it gently. Omi opened his mouth screaming in pleasure while Ken stuck his tongue in Omi's mouth. Omi then put his hands on Ken's ass and began to pinch and grab at it repediatly. Ken then pulled Omi's legs up then stuck his dick into Omi's ass once again, thrusting harder and harder as Omi sprayed his cum all over the place until the night was old. Meanwhile, over in the other room, Yohji and Aya were relaxing. Yohji turned his head towards Aya and smiled. "Hey Aya, I don't think I've ever heard Omi scream as loud as that before. Ken must be something in the sac." Aya laughed then turned to Yohji. "You wouldn't believe the tricks and moves he can pull when he's reached his peak. That's nothing!" Yohji's eyes bugged and his face turned red. "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" Aya's face grew long and puzzled as he began to throw lines at Yohji. The clock changed it's position in time. 8:12 PM, Ken and Omi had been at it for 5 hours and were just barely getting tired. Ken laid on his back, on his chest, Omi. He lifted his head up at Ken's glistening face. "Hey Ken." Omi whispered softly. Ken lowered his head down at Omi. He smiled kindly. "Yeah Omi?" "I love you Ken." Ken smiled brighter. "Oh? How about we top that "I love you" with a kiss?" Omi smiled and leaned forward towards Ken. Ken placed his fingers on Omi's lips. "Omi, I love you too. Now, kiss me!" Ken removed his fingers and leaned forward into Omi until they embraced each other. They remained that way. Embracing each other in sweet kindness and love until the day that they died. Back