A Wet Dream

Pairings: PU-Yamah x Twins-Yamah
Warnings: YAOI, incest(kind of), bondage, slight NCS
Author’s Notes: ^_^ I told you Lara, that I couldn’t contain my self. I love Yamah so much, tha’ I decided to make this for you. Not sure if someone else already made this, or one kinda like it. But, yeah. Hope you enjoy *winks*

Summary: Inspired by a pic created by Lara Yokoshima. Yamah from her ‘Twins’ series has a weird dream one night. A dream, about him self.

 


Part 1.

“Good night, Eiji.” says a young man with silver/platinum hair, and ice blue eyes. His skin a light cream. His twin, was getting into bed. They were back at the school, trying to act as though nothing from the past couple of weeks had really happened. Yamah wanted to keep Eiji safe. And, in his mind, to do so, was to never touch him like a lover again.

Though, at night, in his own bed, he would feel the strong urge to get into his brother’s bed. Shaking these thoughts from his mind, as his brother wishes a good night in return. He settles back onto cool sheets. Summer was coming up soon. And the dorms were already growing warm. Even at night.

Ice blue eyes stared at the ceiling for a few moments. Yamah sighs to him self. Already hearing his brother’s peaceful breaths of sleep. ‘I wish we could touch. Like that night.’ he says to himself. Looking over at his brother’s resting form. ‘You fill me with such passion. If only…’ he thought, as sleep claimed him.

~~~

Cold, lifeless room. Steel under his feet. “Where?” he calls out. His blue eyes focusing slowly in the dim room. A cold chill runs through his veins. His arms wrap about himself. “Huh?” he gasps, finding himself naked.

A cold, low laugh fills the small room. “Who’s there!” demands Yamah. Looking around the room, but only seeing dark shadows. But the laugh just fades. As if not really being there. Yamah gulps, feeling a flash of fear course through his veins. “I have to find a way out.” He stats to him self, “Before this place drives me mad.” he walks to one of the steel walls. Placing trembling fingers against the cool surface.

“Hmm… good luck.” says a voice from the shadows. The tone to the voice, dark and velvety. Shiny blue eyes flash from a corner of the ceil. The hint of sharp fangs flash for a second, as the creature smiles wickedly. “Hmm, your scent is rich. Like, a lost lamb.” stats the creature, with blue eyes and sharp fangs.

Turning quickly, his heart now racing. “Who… what are you?” demands Yamah, in a trembling voice. A sweat breaking over his cold flesh. A low chuckle is his only answer. “What do you want with me? Why am I here?” he yells, fear taking its hold on his body.

The creature chuckles again, stepping into the lighter part of the cell. “Why, I wasn’t the one that brought you here. For, I came here against my will once as well.” says the man, he stands a few inches taller than Yamah. Though, with wide eyes, Yamah notices that the man looks just like him.

“How..?” he starts, wondering how a person could have a twin that was older than them self. He looks at the other man. Besides being taller, older in looks, and a weird tattoo on his forehead, along with a set of spikes protruding from out of his back, you would think this stranger was him. “Who are you, what is your name?” asks a frighten Yamah.

Pondering the ‘child’s’ question for a moment. “I am Yamah. But, who I am, is another story. For even that one, I do not know. I only know of my brother. Of my lover. Eiji.” he stats calmly. Seeing if the name rings any bells to the child before him.

“Eiji?” blinks Yamah. “But, my name is Yamah. How can this be? How do you know my brother!?” just as he grows up the nerve to get closer to the other man. Bonds flash about his neck and shoulders. A strap of black leather flashes from the older man’s finger tips. A collar forms around Yamah’s neck, followed quickly by other forms of bondage. The leather strips force Yamah’s arms behind his back. “What!?” he calls out, now with his arms behind his back.

“No more questions. You know Eiji. But,” the older version of Yamah steps forward. “You have seen my Eiji. No one is allowed to touch him but me. Even if you are me. You will never have him.” he touches his younger self with a cool finger. “Eiji will be mine to touch.” he grips the boy’s chin within his right hand. Pulling his face just inches against his own. “But, I wonder upon how you, would ‘taste’.” he smirks at the wide eyed boy. “Only one way to find out.”

“No…” gasps Yamah as the older Yamah presses a hard kiss to his parted lips. Forcing his mouth open more, thrusting his tongue into his younger version’s mouth. “Hmm!” groans Yamah.

Yasha-Yamah runs his free hand over the front of captured male. His member already growing from the taste of the boy’s mouth. But, he wanted more. Wanted to make his boy feel what he wanted to do to his lover, his soul mate, his Eiji. He releases the boy’s chin from his right hand. Moving it now to his back. Along his naked flesh.

With his chin free, Yamah breaks the kiss from his older version. “No…” he gasps, tears filling his eyes. Shuddering in shame as his body responds to the light, and gentle touches of his man before him. He pulls at the bonds about his arms and shoulders. Blue eyes grow wider as fingers trace his cleft. “Please… don’t do this…” he begs.

Fully hard, and leaking already just from the boy’s begging. “Hmm… with your tone, I would think you wanted this.” he ducks his head down, licking at a pert nipple. “You want this, see? Your body loves my touch.” his left hand strays to Yamah’s groin. Cool finger tips caress just the tip of Yamah’s male-hood.

“No…” he moans, his hips thrusting forward, as if by them selves. “I… don’t want this..” he gasps, when Yasha-Yamah’s finger tips find his entrance. “Oh…” he gasps, trying now to thrust into the demon’s hands.

“Hehe.” chuckles Yasha-Yamah. “I knew you would come around.” he licks his way up to the boy’s throat. Nipping at his Adam’s Apple. “Just like Eiji will.” he brings is left hand up to his own face. Licking the boy’s desire from his own finger tips. “Hmm… so young.” he coos. Licking his fingers more, coating them in his own saliva. His right hand coming back up to turn the boy. “On your knees, child.” he pushes at Yamah’s shoulders.

Sobbing, Yamah does as instructed. Once down, the older twin forces him forward a bit, parting his legs with his own. “This will hurt only if you want it too.” he says in the boy’s ear. Pressing his index finger into the tight heat of Yamah’s body.

“Ah!” he cries out, tighten around the fingers instinctively. “Please..?” his blue eyes filled with unshed tears. Both from shame and desire.

Chuckling, “Please, what, young one?” coos the older man, twisting the finger around. Adding another one once the boy’s body had loosened up a bit more. Finding his pleasure spot rather quickly.

Yamah cries out once again as his prostate is caressed. “Take me!” he screams out, tears finally falling from his eyes. “Please…” he begs, trying to get a good look behind himself, to look at ‘himself’. “Please…” he begs again, wiggling in the man’s grasp. Moaning openly as Yasha-Yamah grips his hard cock.

“As you, ‘wish’.” coos Yamah, pulling his fingers free from the clinching body. Spitting in his hand, he lubes up his own hard cock the best he can. Gripping the base, he positions himself. “Relax, unless you wish to bleed like a female.” he growls, feeling the tight heat of the younger man’s body.

“Hn!” he groans, feeling Yasha-Yamah enter him slowly. “Yes…” he moans as his older self pulls at his cock, while filling him up. “Your… much… oh!” he starts, crying out when the man behind him brushes against his prostate. “Thicker…” he finishes, panting for breath as he feels Yasha-Yamah’s sack up against his own.

The demon kneels behind the boy, pulling him onto his lap. His left arm moving to wrap around his waist. While his right hand takes over at jerking the boy off. He rests his chin on the boy’s left shoulder. Licking at his ear. “You are so tight.” he coos, his ear ring brushing against Yamah’s shoulder.

“Hn!” the young man groans out, squeezing around Yamah’s thick cock. “More… please?” he starts, tears still flowing from his eyes. Though, these ones from the pleasure coursing through his veins.

“As you wish, young one.” he pulls out of the boy’s clinching body, than thrusts in, hard and fast back into the now willing body. “Yes… so hot.” his already cool flesh growing cooler from the sweat that breaks over his body. He starts to thrust uncontrollably into the willing body. Growling out obscenities.

“Ahhh!” screams the younger man, as his older self pounds into him from behind. His body soon tightens as his approaching orgasm ripples through his system. His vision going so white he would swore that he saw nothing but a pinky-purple color. As his seed shots from his twitching cock. Feeling the demon behind him fill him with hot, sticky heat. He gasps again, waking from the intense dream. Feeling his sheets under him sticky from his climax. “Whoa…” he speaks in a raspy voice.

Looking down him self, he sits up. Looking at his brother from across the room. Eiji is awake as well, looking at him as he looks at him. A similar mess coats his brother’s groin and front. “Did you just have a weird dream, Yamah?” Eiji asks. “I did.”

~End… for now.

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