The sleep overs had been happening more frequently as the months went on. At first Ritsuka had been showing up at my door, staying to sit in my arms for a while and then going back home. Then one night, about two weeks ago he had shown up with a slashed cheek and cried him self to sleep in my arms as we sat on my bed. I let him stay that night and every night he had shown up after that.

This night, he did not fall asleep though. He snuggled deeper into my chest and looked up at me sweetly.

"Thank you Soubi. I'm sorry I'm such a bother."

I smiled down at him and hugged him tighter. And hoped to God he couldn't feel my raging hard on.

He moaned softly and my cock jumped. I scolded myself. Little boys weren't supposed to excite me. But Ritsuka was so…perfect.

He moved away from me and lay down on the bed. I placed my hand on his back and noticed how tense he was. I shifted slightly and began massaging his neck.

"Soubi? Mhmm…what are you doing?"

"Shush. It'll help. Trust me"

He started making noises. They weren't quite moans but they weren't sighs ether.

They were more like…hums-and-a-bit. Soon I was doing his back and shoulders too, catching my fingers on the neck of his t-shirt as if to make a point that it made a real massage impossible.

I imagined what it would look like to anyone walking in the door. Me sitting astride a minor trying to convince him to take his shirt off…then I decided I didn't care.

I inched his t-shirt upward until it was gathered under his armpits. Then under the cover of doing an upper-arm, forearm and hand massage I straightened his arms out and in a gentle swoop his t-shirt came over his head and arms and onto the floor. I smoothed his hair back around his ears (ears I hoped would still be there when I was done taunting my sexuality) and looked at his back.

His long, sweeping, elegant, gorgeous back. A little scarred, but still beautiful.

Now I could sweep, slide and rub in long, easy unimpeded movements. His hums-and-a-bit turned into moans. My cock was rigid now and I was sure he could feel it pressing into back. He said nothing though so I didn't shift.

After a while I moved down and began to work on his legs. I carefully and slowly removed his jeans and they joined the shirt on the floor.

Now he was defiantly moaning.

Up and down I went, over his whole body, my hands subtly slipping into the underwear area on the way past. One of these little explorations flipped over the elastic on his boxers, revealing, of all things, a name. Most of it was too smudged but I could read a few of the letters…S-O-U-B

I smiled and snapped the elastic back into place.

Gradually I began to focus my attention on his thighs, then the inside of his thighs, then the top of the inside of his thighs. In a series of tiny movements his legs parted to accommodate my hand. Slowly his hips raised a fraction from the mattress. I followed the invitation and found my fingers in the hot, wet gusset of my own boxer shorts. I wrapped my hand around his cock, then sat back and watched. I hardly needed to move.

His hips rocked back and forth into my hand, gradually faster and harder until he made a funny little squeaking noise, gave a little shudder and then rolled over and went to sleep.

I licked my Boy's release off my hand, wriggling in pleasure as the bitter, salty taste hit my tongue. Then I curled around him and tried to drift off to sleep, my erection pressed firmly into his bum.

III

I woke up first in the morning. I slipped out of the bed and padded into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stripped while the bathroom filled with steam. I stepped into the shower and wrapped my hand around my throbbing cock.

Ritsuka was stretched out naked on my bed. His ears were gone and he looked up at me with lust in his eyes.

He was touching himself.

He spread his legs in an invitation to me and…

"Ahhhh…"

I cleaned up and hopped out. I made him toast and milk and plucked a flower out of the window box and added it to the tray on the way back to the bedroom.

He was up and looking a little dozy still. He smiled sleepily at me. I wanted to fuck him.

Instead I kissed him and passed him the tray.

He set it aside and reached up to kiss me again. I crawled back onto the bed with him, continuing to kiss him as I went. The tray lay forgotten beside him and the room was filled with the sounds of our kiss.

I longed to deepen it but, afraid to scare him away, I resisted. The tip of his little tongue brushed against my lips and I opened my mouth immediately. His inexperienced tongue scrapped against mine and he tasted a little sour at first, but it was soon lost in his sweetness. I played with his appendage gently and lovingly. We kissed softly like lovers and I moved down to his neck, sucking gently on his collar bone, marking him as mine.

He moaned softly and my hand was making its way down his strong little body when he saw the clock.

"SHIT! I'm late." He pushed me off and ran into the shower. I sighed and began to look around for clothes that were too small that I could lend to him (ones he hadn't borrowed already that is). I dug out a pair of boxers and looking around quickly to make sure he wasn't watching me, rubbed myself against them briefly. He ran in, wearing only a towel, which was quickly discarded.

He froze, only now realizing what he had done. I placed a hand over my eyes and held out the boxers to him, peeking between my fingers as he slipped them on. He noticed and took a swat at me.

He finished dressing quickly and ran across the room, to give me a kiss then he was bolting out the door.

"Come get me after school and we can finish what we started."

My cock twitched.

III

Over the last few days I noticed how much more sexual my little Ritsuka had become. He and I made out often now and he was surprisingly comfortable with sitting in my lap while my hard on pressed into his bottom. He stuck his tongue into my mouth often and I taught him how to do it properly.

Today was special.

He had discovered my nipples.

He sat in the vertex of the V my legs made as I sat back against the headboard. My shirt was long since undone and he was experimenting.

He ran his tongue over them gently, then forcefully. He pulled at them. Pinched them. Bit them. Sucked on them. I though I was going to come in my pants. He kissed each one of them and sat up to kiss my lips. Then he spotted the clock again. I moaned as I felt him push me away.

He leaned in and kissed me again.

"I'm sorry baby, but I have to go to see my therapist." He peeked out at me from under his lashes. "I Love You."

I sighed and leaned to kiss him again.

"Love you too."

He stopped at the bedroom door.

"Sleep overs are better."

III

I didn't know how but some way he found out it was my birthday. He wrote me a text at lunch and told me to not pick him up but meet him at my apartment.

I went out that afternoon with Kio and some of his friends for a quick party and a good cake. Then I ran home to meet with Ritsuka.

When I got there all the lights were out and I thought perhaps he had forgotten. Then I noticed that there was a faint yellow glow coming from my bedroom. I walked slowly down the hall and stopped at the door.

Ritsuka was seated on my bed holding a chocolate frosted cake inscribed with my name in purple and three striped candles. It lit up his face softly and I noticed the soft glow the candles cast on his tan body.

It was at this point I noticed he wasn't wearing anything.

His tail curled up over his thigh and over his lap to protect his modesty. I could see the blush spread across his cheeks as well as the self-satisfied smile that lit his features at my admiring look. I made it across the room in two steps. He looked up at me and offered me the cake.

"Make a wish."

As I blew out the candles I wondered if my wish would come true.

III

Ritsuka and I ate the cake while sitting on my bed. I found more ways then I thought possible to brush my fingers across the bare flesh of his thighs. Wiping off some icing, brushing off cake crumbs, an errant strand of hair.

I tickled my fingers up his thigh and over his tail, stroking it gently. My mouth slid along the edge of his twitching ear. I kissed the base and dropped to the side of his neck. He moaned and arched into me as I ran my fingers down to the pert little nipples standing upright on his chest.

He pushed me away and looked at me, lust blatant in his eyes.

"Do you want your present now?"

I nodded enthusiastically.

He placed the cake carefully on the bedside table and slid his way up my body to kiss my lips gently. He slowly undid the buttons on my shirt and moved down to my nipples, using the things that he had learned over the past weeks to please me.

His hands traveled to the hem of my jeans and I hissed when his little fingers drew them off my hips and over my hidden erection. He rubbed the tips of his fingers once over the straining material of my boxers before pulling them off. He slid back up my body and straddled my stomach. He seemed slightly ashamed of the fact I could see his arousal but he leaned up to kiss me anyway.

I broke the contact with another sharp hiss as I felt his tail wrap around my erection. My head tipped back, my eyes slid shut and I began moaning like a novice. It seemed that the only thing there was in the world was the furry grip of my Boy's tail on my passion. I felt him smiling against my neck and relised he was kissing me there.

"Do you like that Soubi?" he asked me coyly. I could only moan.

I grabbed at his shoulders as I started to tremble. I pulled his head down and kissed him fiercely as I shuddered and came, splattering my seed across the fur of his tail and up his back. He moaned at the feeling and thrust against me.

"You wanna come too baby?" I asked as I reached for his cock. He slapped my hand away and shook his head.

"I'm not done giving you your present yet…"

He slid down my body, stopping at my groin. He looked up at me innocently.

"Tonight I'm gonna give you my ears."

"What?! Why?!"

"I Love You."

Then he shut me up by wrapping his lips around the end of my cock.

Massage scene complements of "Are you Experienced?" by William Sutcliffe. Good Read Folks!