Leo’s eyes tracked McInnes as he crossed the front of the room. He was in class. He was paying attention. In fact, he was paying much more attention than he usually did, but he wasn’t really taking in any of the subject matter.

He felt a bit guilty watching McInnes like a hawk. It was as if he were a thirsty man in the midday sun, and McInnes was a glass of cold water. Every time their eyes met, his heart skipped a beat, and it was only made worse whenever McInnes flashed a quick smile at him.

Leo realized it didn’t mean anything. McInnes was probably just happy to see him paying attention again, though he wondered how happy McInnes would have been to know that he’d barely registered a single word that had been said in the last ten minutes. Still, those little moments never failed to give him the tingles.

Once the lecture was over, Leo took a deep breath and made his way down to the front. Part of the reason he was so distracted was that he hadn’t been able to get much sleep. It was all thanks to his brain replaying that scene in the parking lot over and over and over again.

Gods. It took all his willpower not to bury his face in his hands. He felt like such an idiot, running off before even telling McInnes how to contact him.

As he made his way down to the front of the lecture hall, Leo slipped a hand into his pocket to make sure the little metal disc was still there. He’d always had a knack for electronics, and his powers made it easy to create and repair the gadgets he made.

The communicators that his family used to keep in touch while on patrol were his creation, based on an old Hall of Heroes model that Trevor had somehow come into possession of. Since he hadn’t been able to sleep last night anyway, he’d made another one of those communicators, only this one connected to just his.

Taking a breath to steel his nerves, Leo made his way over to McInnes. McInnes noticed, gave him a small smile, and said, “It’s good to see you back in good form, Mr. Chan. What can I help you with?”

“Oh, uh…” This was one of those record scratch moments. Leo had rehearsed this moment over and over again, practiced what he was going to say, how he was going to act. The moment McInnes came up to him, all that planning went out the window.

Face a deep shade of scarlet, Leo thrust his hand toward McInnes and dropped the communicator disc into McInnes’ hand. “A guy stopped me before I got to college. He told me to give this to you and that you just need to press the button if you’re ever in trouble again.”

Having said his piece, or at least part of it, Leo turned on his heel and made to walk away. But McInnes caught him by the arm and said, “Wait… Did you get a good look at the guy?”

Leo shook his head, though he could feel his heart hammering in his chest. There was a look in McInnes’ eye that he couldn’t quite put a finger on, but it was making his heart race. It was that silly intuition of his again.

“I-I think the guy was wearing some sort of suit. He was probably a vigilante… Of some sort,” said Leo.

McInnes looked at the communicator again. He flipped it back and forth using his fingers, making it dance along his knuckles. “He’s more than a vigilante. He’s a hero.”

The soft expression on McInnes’ face as he clutched the communicator to his chest was enough to send Leo’s stomach into somersaults. His smile filled Leo with warmth. “You know, I’m surprised you aren’t more concerned. Everyone knows the government dislikes vigilantes. Sympathizers aren’t usually treated particularly well.”

Leo shook his head. “Vigilantes do an important service, especially in poorer communities, Sir. Maybe if the government was more effective, they wouldn’t be needed, but it’s exactly the government’s failures that make vigilantes necessary.”

McInnes chuckled. “I didn’t know you felt so strongly about them,” he said. “But you’re right, of course. The system’s broken. If we were in the Commonwealth, vigilantes would be celebrated and given the recognition they deserve… Just be careful who’s around when you say those sorts of things.”

Leo gave McInnes a wry little smile. “Well, you’re not secretly a government agent, are you, Sir?”

“Hah. That’s a good one, Mr. Chan,” said McInnes with a quiet laugh. “Do you know anything more about this particular vigilante friend?”

Leo’s cheeks warmed. “I do know the guy, Sir,”—McInnes perked up—“Well, I know of the guy. I don’t really know him personally…”

McInnes sighed. “Well, do you know if he goes by any alias?”

Leo felt bad for a great many things in this conversation. Lying to McInnes, for one, and then disappointing McInnes by getting his hopes up for a direct connection, and then quickly dashing them. “I think he goes by Opal Tiger, technically, but everyone just calls him White Tiger.”

The truth was that Leo had intended to say that White Tiger was a friend of his. The moment he saw McInnes’ face light up, though, he backed off. It was motivated by the fear of being found out, on the one hand, and maybe a bit of jealousy on the other.

Leo wasn’t even sure it made sense to be jealous of his own alter ego. The fact was, he didn’t like the fact McInnes seemed so taken by another man. Even if that other man was him.

“Do you know if he works alone?” said McInnes. “Or does he run with a partner? A team?”

Leo scratched his cheek. “I-I think he’s part of a team, Sir,” he said. “Their group’s pretty active in my neighborhood… I think that’s why he came up to me.”

McInnes’ expression lit up. “Alright. Thank you so much. I can work with this information. You’ve given me a lot to think about. And look into. I’m sorry to leave in such a rush, but I wouldn’t want to keep you either.”

It was weird. Leo couldn’t help but feel a bit sad. McInnes was going off to chase after his hero persona. It didn’t make sense, but it felt like a betrayal. It was so fucked up to be in competition with his own alter-ego.

Leo fought down the urge to sigh and gave McInnes a small smile. It took him a moment to find his voice again, but when he did, he said, “That’s alright, Sir. I should probably get going as well, anyway.”

“Well, alright. Would you want to walk out together, then?” said McInnes.

Leo’s heart skipped a beat. “Of course, Sir,” he said. He left out the part where he could think of nothing else that he wanted to do more right at that moment.

---

After parting ways with McInnes, Leo noticed that Yuri was waiting for him. “Hey,” he said.

Yuri smiled. “Hey. Got any plans?”

Leo shook his head. It was weird. He felt both morose and floaty after his interaction with McInnes. On one hand, McInnes was clearly smitten with his heroic alter ego. On the other hand, McInnes didn’t seem to think of him in that way.

“You look like a lovesick puppy, you know,” said Yuri with a laugh. He was being clearly playful, but it almost sounded like there was a faint hint of jealousy in his voice. “You’re down bad for that professor.”

“Ha.” Leo shook his head and looked over his shoulder in the direction that McInnes had gone. “I don’t think anything’s gonna come out of that. Probably not a good idea to hook up with the teacher, anyway.”

Yuri laughed and lightly elbowed Leo in the side. "Never say never, man. Seemed to me like the two of you were getting along pretty well. I don’t think that would have been the case if you had no chance at all.

“Besides, maybe it won’t be such a bad idea to date the professor. It doesn’t hurts to get on the teacher’s good side. You never know, a good blowie might be just the thing you need to get an A.”

Leo was scandalized. The thought of using sex to get ahead had never even occurred to him. He lightly punched Yuri in the arm. “I’m not that desperate for good grades, you know. And besides, I’m already doing pretty well in his class.”

“Well, look who’s a godsdamned genius, then?” said Yuri with a laugh. “Anyway, you said you didn’t have any plans?”

“Not any specific ones. I’ve got a couple of hours free,” said Leo with a small smile. “I was thinking of grabbing something to eat and doing some schoolwork. Or trying, anyway.”

“Anything I can help with?” said Yuri.

Leo quirked an eyebrow. It wasn’t like Yuri to volunteer help like this. “I’m already done with all the work for the classes you and me have together.”

“Oh, that wasn’t what I was talking about,” said Yuri. He leaned in, his voice low and sultry. He placed a hand on Leo’s thigh and slowly slid it up. “I don’t care about schoolwork. I was wondering whether you had a really… hard… problem you needed help taking care of.”

Leo’s breath hitched in his throat. Horniness roared back to the fore of his mind, his cheeks and the tips of his ears turning red. He looked around quickly, hoping that no one else had noticed where Yuri’s hand was going.

It took every ounce of willpower Leo had to suppress the moan that threatened to spill from him as Yuri’s fingers traced the outline of his stiff cock. “A-as it happens,” he all but panted, “I have a very hard problem I need to solve… A-and I would be so happy to let you help with it.”

---

The tension was palpable as Leo and Yuri stumbled into the latter’s dorm room. Part of Leo wished that Yuri had kept playing with him as they made their way over, but he knew that it couldn’t have been tenable. The risk of getting caught was simply too high.

The door had barely closed behind them and Yuri’s hands were already on Leo. The rough touch was a bit of a surprise, but not an unwelcome one.

Leo’s back thudded against the wall as Yuri pushed him up against it. His heart skipped a beat. This went beyond just jerking off with a buddy. This was different. This was intense.

He was supposed to be straight, and yet he couldn’t bring himself to stop what was happening. He leaned his head against the wall and moaned as Yuri palmed him through his jeans.

Yuri cupped the side of Leo’s face with his free hand. He leaned in and their lips met. Like before, Leo couldn’t help but moan as what felt like fireworks went off in his head, sparking, bursting, and flushing, filling his skull with such intense pleasure he couldn’t think.

Leo had never been so aroused, and all this with another man. His hips moved on their own, bucking and grinding the stiff outline of his cock in his pants against Yuri’s hand.

After a minute or so, they parted. The kiss had left Leo breathless, and Yuri seemed just as winded. Chuckling, Yuri rested his head against Leo’s shoulder and said, with a smile, “You’re such a good kisser, man. Have you been practicing?”

Leo’s cheeks burned. A tinge of pink crept down his neck and up to the tips of his ears. He shook his head. “No, I haven’t. I—uh… You were my first.”

Yuri pulled away and smirked. “Well, weren’t you just born naturally talented?” he said with a laugh. He hooked his index finger into the collar of Leo’s shirt and tugged him toward the bed. “Come on.”

Leo didn’t resist, but did glance at Bart’s half of the room as he went by. Yuri seemed to notice and said, “Oh, you don’t have to worry about him. He didn’t come home last night.”

“Why does it sound like you’re not surprised,” said Leo, quirking an eyebrow as Yuri pulled him over to the side of the bed.

Yuri shrugged. “It happens sometimes,” he said. “Bart likes to go out partying hard. If he doesn’t come back, usually that just means he’ll be out for a couple of days. Never asked questions. Never really saw the point. I’m just glad for the peace and quiet.”

Leo chuckled. “I can imagine,” he said. “But maybe Bart got in trouble last night.”

Yuri snorted. "Bart’s family isn’t filthy rich in the grand scheme of things, but they’re rich enough for this area. They own a bunch of businesses. They donate a lot to the college.

“They’re buddy-buddy with the police, as you can imagine. No one that wants to keep their job is gonna touch Bart. Not to mention he’s a star athlete himself. The school board’s definitely not going to want to get in his way.”

Leo scoffed. “Well, that’s not particularly fair, is it?” he said. “Just because Bart’s family’s got some money, he can get away with doing whatever he wants?”

Yuri shrugged. “Eh. World’s not fair. What can you do about it? Only way he gets taken down is if he goes down to the street corner and shoots someone in broad daylight with dozens of witnesses. Even then, there’s no guarantee.”

Leo shook his head and frowned as he looked at Bart’s half of the room. “This is why we need vigilantes. Who else is going to make sure justice gets done?”

Yuri chuckled a bit. “Careful now. This university’s not in the rich part of town, but a lot of the students are well-off enough to buy into the government’s anti-super propaganda.”

He sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed Leo by the hips, pulling him close. “It’s not like we can change the status quo. Honestly, I like vigilantes too. But the best we can do is support them silently.”

Yuri tugged on the bottom hem of Leo’s shirt. “But you want to know what’s really unfair?” he said.

“Hm?” Leo turned his attention back to Yuri. “What’s unfair?”

“You’re thinking of Bart when I’m right here,” said Yuri with a little smirk. He hooked his thumb under the hem of Leo’s shirt and pushed it up, exposing Leo’s abs. “Help me get this off you.”

Leo did as he was told and pulled the shirt the rest of the way off. “Sorry,” he said, his cock throbbing now that his focus had been redirected to what he and Yuri had been getting up to.

Yuri chuckled. “There’s an easy way for you to make it up to me,” he said as he undid the button on Leo’s pants, a twinkle in his eyes and a small smirk on his lips.

“Yeah?” said Leo almost breathlessly. He’d suddenly become quite aware of just how close Yuri’s face was to his crotch. Maybe it was just his imagination, but he could almost feel the heat of Yuri’s breath through his jeans.

“Oh, yeah,” said Yuri with a smirk as he leaned in to mouth at the head of Leo’s cock through the denim.

A low groan spilled from Leo. Just like that, any lingering interest he might have had on Bart’s whereabouts or the potential consequences of what happened in the parking lot last night scattered like ashes in the wind. He pushed his hips forward, grinding his cock against Yuri’s lips as the latter hooked fingers into the waistband of his jeans to tug them down.

Without the tight skinny jeans to constrict it, Leo’s cock was free to tent out his underwear. He usually wore boxers, but those had proved quite uncomfortable in skinny jeans. Today’s choice was a pair of briefs, and while he wasn’t sure what had possessed him to choose his sexiest pair, he liked to think that his decision was now paying dividends.

The white bikini briefs strained to contain Leo’s hard cock. They weren’t racy or particularly slutty, but they did show off his honed physique. They were low-waisted. There was a pouch for his cock. While they weren’t so tight that they looked ridiculous, they were just tight enough that they conformed pretty well to the contours of his body—particularly of his ass.

There was a dark spot on the end of Leo’s cock, from his pre-cum soaking through the fabric. Yuri wasted no time at all, pressing his lips against that damp spot. His tongue darted out, licking at the head of Leo’s cock through the briefs.

Leo couldn’t help but moan. He wasn’t sure what to do with his hands. What felt right was putting one on top of Yuri’s head, so he did that, his fingers curling around tufts of hair.

His hips started to move, and this time, he didn’t fight it. He leaned into it, slowly humping his cock against Yuri’s face.

“Wow. You’re eager today,” said Yuri with a little smirk. He didn’t stop his teasing, though, mouthing up and down along the length of Leo’s cock. He kept at it for the better part of a minute before grabbing the elastic waistband on Leo’s briefs and yanking them down.

Leo groaned as his cock caught on the garter and was pulled down with his briefs. Yuri was nothing if not determined, though, and just kept pulling until Leo’s cock finally won free. A string of glistening pre-cum flung through the air as it sprang up.

Yuri licked his lips. He met Leo’s gaze as he pressed his lips against the base of Leo’s cock and maintained eye contact as he worked his mouth up along the length.

Without that layer of fabric to dampen the sensation, Leo was treated to the festival of delights that was getting his cock teased. He tossed his head back and moaned as Yuri tongued at his glans.

Leo tightened his grip on Yuri’s hair, his legs trembling as lips wrapped around the head of his cock, and then, shortly thereafter, the wet heat of Yuri’s mouth started to sink down his shaft. “Fuck. Fuck. Yuri you feel so good on my cock,” he moaned.

The corners of Yuri’s mouth turned up in a little smirk. His eyes twinkled with glee. Without warning, he swallowed Leo’s cock all the way down to the root, not even blinking as he took every last inch that Leo had to offer.

Leo couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It blew his mind to see his whole cock buried in Yuri’s gullet. He wasn’t the biggest guy by far, but he was respectably endowed. To have done this so effortlessly…

The only thing Leo could do was moan. The tightness was incredible. The wet heat was intense. The way that Yuri’s throat fluttered around his length was unlike anything he’d ever felt before. And if it wasn’t already amazing enough, it felt even better when Yuri’s head started bobbing up and down between his legs.

Yuri started off slowly, bouncing his chin off of Leo’s crotch. But then the corners of his mouth turned up in a devilish little smirk and gradually, he picked up the pace, going faster and faster every time he bobbed his head.

Leo couldn’t help it. He put both hands on Yuri’s head, as much holding on for dear life as using his grip for leverage as his hips pumped in counter-rhythm. Like the kiss, Yuri was his first blowjob. It was better than he could have ever imagined.

His muscles tensed. His balls pulled up against his body. His toes curled and a long, low moan escaped him as his cock pulsed and throbbed. He was so, so close that he could feel the load churning in his nuts.

“I-I’m going to—!” Leo moaned breathlessly.

But then, there was that mischievous twinkle in Yuri’s eye again. He pulled off of Leo’s cock with a lewd, wet slurp just as Leo was reaching the point of no return.

Yuri flashed a grin at Leo. Then he leaned down and pressed a kiss at the tip of Leo’s dick as it throbbed futilely in the cool air, denied release at the very last moment.

“I was so close…” Leo whined. “Why did you stop?”

Yuri chuckled. “Well, you said you had a few hours, didn’t you?” he said as he pulled Leo down on top of him. Then, with one quick maneuver, he flipped things around to end up on the top. “I didn’t want the fun to end just yet. Now, it’s my turn.”

Leo sat up as Yuri slid off the bed, his legs dangling off the side.

“Get your shoes and socks off,” said Yuri.

The tone of voice that Yuri used sent a shiver down Leo’s spine. There was such authority in it that he wasn’t used to hearing from his friend. It was a bit of a shock, but he did what he was told, anyway.

Yuri smirked. “Good boy.”

Leo moaned. Two simple words and they went straight to his cock, making him leak. If Yuri had just said those words a minute or so earlier, Leo would have come just from hearing them.

Yuri grabbed Leo’s pants and underwear, yanking them off him the rest of the way. Once Leo was naked, Yuri stripped down too, tossing his clothes aside with no care to do so neatly. He was hard. Very hard. His cock was sticking right out from between his legs.

Kicking Leo’s feet apart, Yuri asserted himself in the space between Leo’s legs. He smirked down and said, “I’m gonna guess you haven’t ever experimented with any butt stuff.”

Leo shook his head. He felt like a deer in headlights. He hadn’t expected that question, though deep down he’d known it was going to come up eventually if things kept going the way they had with Yuri. “I-I don’t know if I’m ready for that.”

Yuri laughed. “I think you’ll find that you’re more ready than you think,” he said as he leaned over to grab a tube of lube from his nightstand. He cracked it open one-handed, with all the skill of someone that had done this countless times, and squeezed out a generous dollop onto the fingers of his free hand.

He set the lube aside and grabbed one of Leo’s legs by the ankle. He raised it into the air while reaching down with his other hand.

Leo sucked in a sharp breath when Yuri touched his hole. The lube was cold. So cold. But more to the point, no one had ever touched him back there. He’d never experimented. He’d never been curious before. But now he found that he was desperate to find out what it felt like.

“Nngh… That feels weird,” he groaned as Yuri’s fingers rubbed the lube around his hole.

Yuri chuckled. “Don’t worry, it’s going to feel much better soon.”

Leo clenched involuntarily as one of Yuri’s fingers pressed up right against his asshole. “H-hey wait… C-can’t we take this slow?”

“It’s okay,” said Yuri. “Relax. Breathe.”

Leo’s chest rose as he did what he was told. He took a breath, his cock twitching. He did feel himself loosen up, his hole tingling as Yuri teased his rim.

Suddenly, he was loose enough to let Yuri’s finger in. It slipped inside and he couldn’t help but hiss through his teeth. The lube tingled against his skin, against the sensitive flesh inside his ass.

Leo moaned. He hadn’t expected that it could feel so good. His hole couldn’t help but flutter around the tip of Yuri’s finger.

Slowly, deliberately, Yuri gently pushed the rest of his finger inside Leo. “T-that feels weird,” said Leo.

“You’ll get used to it. And then it’ll feel better.” Yuri worked his finger in and out of Leo’s hole. He curled it, stroking the inner walls of Leo’s ass while applying a gentle twist to his wrist with every thrust.

Leo was skeptical about this getting used to it thing, but he adjusted faster than he thought he would. His hole tingled with every thrust of Yuri’s finger, his cock leaking profusely as discomfort turned into pleasure. Slowly, his hips started to move, bucking against Yuri.

“You’re ready for more,” said Yuri. He carefully slipped a second finger inside.

The discomfort returned. Leo groaned as his hole burned from the stretch. It felt a big leap, suddenly having two fingers in his asshole when he’d never so much as touched it while jerking off before. But then he got used to it and after that, it started feeling good.

Leo tensed as Yuri worked him open. Those two fingers went into him together, and then spread apart as they came out. Slowly, gradually, he started to stretch and loosen. His body relaxed. Moans spilled from his lips. The bucking of his hips grew more and more insistent.

Then, without so much as a word of warning, Yuri pushed his fingers inside and curled them. Leo’s lidded eyes shot wide open. “Fuck,” he hissed under his breath, his hands clutching the sheets as his back arched off the bed.

What felt like a bolt of lightning shot through Leo’s entire body, leaving him tingling all over in the wake of it. “W-what was that?” Leo said breathlessly as he stared wide-eyed at the mischievous little smirk that Yuri had.

“Your G-spot, dumbass,” said Yuri. “Guys have it too, you know.”

Leo chewed on his lower lip. He still remembered that electric sensation. He couldn’t decide whether it was something that he wanted to stay away from, or something that he wanted more of. He’d nearly lost control, then.

Without even knowing, he was grinding his ass on Yuri’s fingers, searching for that spot again as his cock leaked pre-cum onto his belly. “I-I didn’t know that,” he said.

Yuri chuckled. “Technically, it’s your prostate. Same principle, though. Did no one ever really tell you about it?”

Leo shook his head. Trevor had mentioned it offhand, he guessed, and Marcus had joked a couple of times about a “magic button” but he’d never really given it much thought. “My dad’s straight… A-and my brother… He tries not to talk about these things… I—”

Yuri curled his fingers again, and that blissful sensation returned. Leo’s eyes swam with stars. It felt so fucking good. He wanted more. He needed more.

“If you think it’s good now, you should imagine what it’s going to feel like with my cock ramming into that spot,” said Yuri, his voice low and hoarse with desire.

Leo couldn’t help but moan. Something inside him squirmed with need. Itching for more than just two fingers.

There was more than just the desire to have that button pushed, though. He hadn’t expected that being stretched out could feel so good. And he knew for sure that Yuri’s dick was going to be thicker than those two fingers.

As much as Leo wanted to convince himself that he was straight, part of him was desperate to find out what it would feel like to have a cock in his ass. A frisson of pleasure wound through him as he imagined the sensation of it, the faint burn as his hole stretched around the girth, and then the growing pleasure as he got used to the size.

Then, Leo wondered what it would be like if Yuri were McInnes, instead. He’d never even seen the man naked, but if McInnes was as well-endowed as he was well built, then…

Leo tilted his head back, his elbows digging into the bed as his cock throbbed. Gods. The thought of being spread open on the end of McInnes’ fingers was doing things to him.

He ended up bucking his hips more insistently than before. The sheets crumpled under him as he worked his ass back and forth on Yuri’s fingers.

Yuri must have taken Leo’s sudden eagerness as his opportunity. He slipped a third finger in with the first two.

Leo groaned as he felt the burn of his hole being stretched even wider still. At this point, he was starting to appreciate even that faint pain. He had to slow down, though. He didn’t want to do any damage to himself. But the energy was still there. He couldn’t help but clutch the sheets as he slowly worked his ass over Yuri’s three fingers, stretching himself wide.

It didn’t take long before he was just as used to three as he was with two. He squirmed as Yuri did the same thing with those three fingers, stretching him open. Wider than just the girth of three fingers could.

Leo lost himself in the sensation. He barely noticed the passage of time as he bucked against Yuri. And then, suddenly, those fingers were gone. The pleasant sense of fullness was replaced by a disappointing emptiness and the overwhelming need to be filled.

“W-wait, don’t stop,” Leo blurted out before he could stop himself.

“Well, I thought you were ready for the real thing,” said Yuri. “I could go back to my fingers if you want,” he added as he stroked his cock.

Leo’s eyes widened. He shook his head. “N-no,” he said almost breathlessly. “I-I want your cock. Fuck. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I want your cock. Put it inside already, please!”

His whole body tensed when Yuri obliged. Soon, he felt the blunt head of Yuri’s cock pressing up against his hole. It felt so much bigger than he thought it was.

Part of Leo couldn’t help but wonder if he might not have made a mistake. “W-wait, Yuri, I changed my m—!”

Whatever else Leo might have said died in his throat as Yuri grabbed him by the hips. Suddenly, he felt the intense pressure of Yuri’s dick pushing against his hole.

Leo clenched instinctively. It hurt. It wasn’t going to fit. His whole body tensed as the pressure continued to build, his eyes squeezing shut as he prepared himself for the pain that he knew was about to come.

“Shh. Relax, Leo. Breathe. And push out,” Yuri cooed. “Yeah. Just like that. Relax. Breathe. Push out.”

Leo didn’t dare open his eyes. He scrunched them shut, his shoulders remaining tense. He did try to relax his lower body, though, taking a deep breath as he bore down on Yuri’s cock.

His eyes fluttered open. He gasped in shock. His hole suddenly opened up, all resistance vanishing, at least until the head of Yuri’s dick forced its way inside him in that one moment of weakness.

“Ungh. Fuck,” Leo groaned. The burn was intense. It seemed so much thicker than he imagined. He felt like he’d just gotten a baseball bat shoved in his ass.

He thought Yuri would stop there, give him time to adjust, but he was wrong. He didn’t expect it when Yuri grinned down at him and said, “It’s better to get everything inside first and worry about adjusting after. But don’t worry. I’ll take it slow and gentle. You just have to relax and take me. Like the good boy In know you are.”

Leo tossed his head back. He couldn’t help the quiet whines and whimpers that escaped him as Yuri’s rigid cock pushed inside him. It felt way too big. Big enough to split him in half. He felt so fucking full he couldn’t understand how there was more space inside him for Yuri to push into.

Inch after inch sank into Leo’s tight heat with remarkably little resistance. The lube helped ease things along. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, Leo finally felt Yuri’s hips touch his ass.

Leo imagined he was a mess. He was flushed all the way down from his cheeks to his collarbones and over his shoulders. He was sweating. The sheets around him were all crumpled up.

The way he was feeling was unlike anything he’d ever felt before. It was intense and overwhelming. He could barely process that he had a cock in his ass. And yet, somehow, he was still possessed to make a joke right then. “I-is it in yet?”

Yuri chuckled. “You tell me,” he said, delivering a sharp thrust against Leo’s ass.

Leo groaned. That one thrust sent an electric shock of pleasure up his spine. It felt so good, but he couldn’t understand it. By all means, he should have been in agony, but it just felt so fucking amazing, instead.

Yuri leaned down and caught Leo’s lips in a sizzling kiss. It was a nice distraction from the overwhelming sense of fullness that Leo felt. He could focus on it, instead of the heat and hardness of Yuri’s cock inside him, the way that he felt every throb of Yuri’s pulse.

Leo was so preoccupied with the taste of Yuri on his tongue that it took him a few gentle thrusts to realize that Yuri was moving. His eyes flew open. He moaned into Yuri’s mouth. Yuri wasn’t moving a lot, but he felt every inch that Yuri moved.

They broke a part after a few minutes, Yuri gradually picking up the pace. Yuri was good at this, Leo decided. It didn’t hurt. What friction there was only added to the experience.

Leo’s hole tingled. He enjoyed the way that his pucker tingled every time Yuri pulled out. The way that it felt like his insides were being dragged along on the out-stroke, and then pushed back into place once Yuri’s hips snapped forward.

Yuri fucked Leo harder and faster until every other breath that spilled from Leo’s mouth was a moan. No matter how hard he tried to fight down the noises, he couldn’t help himself.

Leo was usually a lot quieter. It came with the territory, living with four other men who all had super hearing. He didn’t want them to pick up on the fact that he jerked off in bed every night before he went to bed, even though he knew they all probably did the same time.

None of his years of practice keeping quiet helped him this time. Yuri’s dick felt so good inside him, he couldn’t help himself. He twists the sheets around his hands, his body writhing as Yuri drilled him with increasing urgency.

Leo moaned, his cock bouncing with every smack of Yuri’s hips into his. He didn’t know why he didn’t reach for it and start jerking off, but for some reason, it just didn’t feel right.

It didn’t take long before the bedframe was creaking and a stray thought flitted across Leo’s mind. He didn’t know where it came from, or why it even came up, but it lingered beyond its welcome.

He wondered how Bart might be like in bed. For one thing, Bart probably wouldn’t want to see his face. He’d end up on all fours like a bitch, or lying on his stomach with his cock pinned between his body and the mattress.

Fuck, Leo thought to himself, closing his eyes as his dick oozed pre-cum all over his stomach. Bart would probably push his face into the bed, tie his wrists together, pin them over his head.

Bart probably wouldn’t even bother with prepping him or leaving him time to adjust. He’d get held down and fucked hard.

Leo’s eyes fluttered open. There was a subtle shift in the rhythm of Yuri’s thrusts. He looked up and saw Yuri grinning down at him, a twinkle of mischief in those eyes dark with lust.

Suddenly, Leo felt like lightning was pouring through his veins. With a simple adjustment, Yuri’s dick went from just brushing against that spot inside of Leo, to all but crushing it, slamming into his prostate with every thrust.

Leo’s back arched off the bed. His toes curled. His cock strained. His eyes rolled back in his head as he desperately writhed on top of the sheets, his knuckles turning white from how hard he was clutching them in his hands. “Oh fuck. Oh, fuck. Yuri. More. Please! Harder!”

“You asked for it,” Yuri panted. He fucked Leo with all his might, his thrusts gradually losing their rhythm as he descended into a feral rut. His voice shook as his breathing grew ragged, his forehead glistening with sweat. “I-I’m close,” he all but growled.

Leo nodded, squeezing his eyes shut as a low moan spilled raw from his throat. He was close too. He just couldn’t find the words to say it. He was losing his mind. His brain was melting.

He dug his heels into the mattress, his ass and spine rising higher above the sheets as his cock pulsed and throbbed, swelling as it bounced around on top of his stomach from the force of Yuri’s thrusts.

Without touching himself even once, Leo started coming. He didn’t even get a chance to warn Yuri. He just burst, shot after shot of hot sticky cum spilling out of his dick as his hole clamped down tight around Yuri’s length.

The first shot sailed clean over Leo’s head and splattered on the wall. The second one draped a rope of thick jizz over his face. The next half dozen all landed on his torso, making a mighty mess on his sensitive, overheated skin.

Leo’s orgasm tipped Yuri over the edge too. He slammed into Leo one last time, burying his cock as deep into Leo’s seizing, fluttering inner walls as he growled into Leo’s ear, “I’m gonna breed you, Leo. I’m gonna fuck you full. Make you pregnant with my big fat load!”

A long, low moan spilled from Leo as he felt his insides spasm, fluttering around the length of Yuri’s cock as if to milk it for every drop. He felt the spurts painting his guts white, every shot of hot, sticky cum that flooded into him, making his whole body tingle with pleasure.

By the time that Yuri’s orgasm was over, they were both out of breath. Yuri collapsed on top of Leo, his cock pinned inside. He didn’t get soft, either, as he lay there, panting.

Leo couldn’t help but blush. It was weird. He’d never felt more connected with anyone in his life. Being skin against skin with Yuri, feeling the heat of Yuri’s body against his, it was nothing like he’d ever felt before.

He could have said something then, but he felt no need to. He just lay there as his breathing slowly returned to normal.

After a few minutes, Yuri pushed himself up off Leo’s chest, his own now sticky with the mess that Leo had made. He grinned and said, as he ground his still-hard cock into Leo’s sensitive insides, “How did it feel to have your cherry popped?”

“Good,” said Leo with a laugh. Maybe it was lame that “Good” was all he had to say, but the truth was that he really didn’t have the words to describe how it felt.

Part of him felt weird about it. He was supposed to be straight, after all. Or maybe that was just something he told himself because he never considered there were other options. He didn’t know.

Taking a deep breath, Leo looked into Yuri’s eyes. Now wasn’t the time to interrogate the matter of his sexuality, whatever it ended up being. Now was the time to enjoy the afterglow.

“It was really good, Yuri.”

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Leo and Yuri ended up cuddling for a bit after they were done. Leo could feel Yuri’s cum inside him. He swore it was sloshing around in his guts every time he moved. It was a strange feeling, but not entirely unpleasant.

His hole was sore, but in a good way. He could also feel the jizz trickling out of him now that Yuri had pulled out. It was yet another novel sensation, but one that he’d decided he didn’t mind all that much.

Now that he’d had some time to process, Leo couldn’t stop smiling. “It was incredible,” he said, his voice barely louder than a whisper as he looked over his shoulder at Yuri, whose arm was draped around his middle. “I didn’t think it could feel that good.”

“Do you think you might want to try it again, sometime?” said Yuri, murmuring the words right against the nape of Leo’s neck.

Leo licked his lips and nodded. “Maybe I can fuck you next time,” he said.

“But you make such a good bottom,” Yuri teased. “It would be a shame to miss out on all those cute little noises that you make.”

Leo flushed. On one level, it felt good to hear that Yuri had enjoyed his little noises. On the other hand, it felt a little patronizing, too. Part of him liked it, but he couldn’t help but bristle.

It was one thing to be treated like a subhuman pervert by someone that clearly didn’t like him. It was another to be treated like this by someone he called a friend. “You don’t think I’d make for a good top?” he said.

Yuri seemed surprised. “Where’s the sudden hostility coming from?” he said. “I just thought it was adorable hearing you moan. I’m sure you’d make a decent top, if you gave it a try. I just think you’d enjoy being a bottom more.”

There it was again, that patronising tone. After such a pleasant experience, it was spoiling Leo’s mood. He had to wonder if Yuri didn’t realize how condescending he sounded. He didn’t want to cause a scene and spoil both of their nights, though, so he just said, “Hey, I just remembered… I have to go. I have some stuff that I needed to take care of.”

“Wait. Did I say something wrong? You know you can always talk to me, right?” said Yuri, sitting up as Leo slid off the bed.

“Look, man, I don’t want to get into it,” said Leo. He looked down at himself and grimaced. He was a mess. “I need to clean up.”

Yuri snatched a grab from the nightstand.

Leo caught it when it was tossed to him and used it to clean his face, stomach, and the inside of his thighs. He bent down to grab his clothes off the floor, earning himself a wolf whistle from Yuri that cut straight through the tension.

With a laugh, Leo shook his head and tossed Yuri’s discarded shirt back at him. “You’re incorrigible, you know that?” he said.

“Yep,” said Yuri. He seemed proud of it, too.

As he was picking his underwear up off the floor, Leo noticed a small case tucked under Yuri’s bed. It had been opened, and the packaging was honestly quite slick.

Leo was pretty sure he’d never encountered the brand before—VNM—but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d heard about it from somewhere. He reached over and pulled it out, holding it up to Yuri and saying, “What’s this? Why is it under your bed?”

Yuri waved Leo off. “It’s just a vape, bro. I didn’t have anywhere else to put it, so I figured under the bed was good enough. I’m just holding onto it for a friend, anyway.”

“A friend, huh?” said Leo. He dropped the topic, though. He didn’t want to be suspicious of Yuri. It probably wasn’t even a big deal, anyway.

Still, he made a note to look into this VNM stuff later. It wasn’t exactly giving him a bad feeling, but he was getting a vibe off of the stuff.

“Well, you said you had to go. Are you going to actually leave anytime soon?” Yuri teased. “Because if you’re gonna stay bent over like that, I’m really gonna be tempted to go for round two.”

“You fucked me and now you want to get rid of me? I see how it is,” said Leo.

“You’re right. I’m only using you for your ass. I’ll let you know the next time I want in those pants,” said Yuri with a laugh.

Leo shook his head as he got dressed and gave Yuri the finger as he pulled his pants on. “Fuck you,” he said.

Yuri laughed. “No, man. Fuck you. At least, that’s the plan for the next time you visit, anyway.”