Ok, bored with nothing else to do. What eves. And I feel so bad for my dog! She's a German Shepherd, she's in heat, and she's wearing a doggy diaper. I feel like it's animal cruelty but she keeps on dropping blood. I had no choice and I'm not just going to leave her in the summer heat. Anyway . . . ENJOY! This chapter was written by MamaKana.

K stood up, grabbed Hiro by the wrist and hauled him off the couch. Before Hiro could protest, K lifted him up bridal style and carried him into his bedroom. The bed was the largest piece of furniture in the room and on the wall above it was . . .

"Hah!" Hiro couldn't help but laugh. On the wall above the bed was a large, old fashioned riffle. K smirked when he realized what caused Hiro to laugh. he walked over and laid Hiro down in the center of the bed. K stepped back and pulled off his shirt. Hiro gulps and looks away, his face almost as red as his hair. The bed dipped and suddenly K was above him, his hand on either side of Hiro's head, holding him above the boy.

"Hiro . . . " K murmurs as he leans down, capturing Hiro's lips in a gentle kiss. Hiro closes his eyes and leans into the soft caress, whimpering when K pilled away. Hiro opened his eyes and what he saw made him freeze. K's eyes are boring into him. Darker, brimming with passion and what could only be love. They pinned him, trapping him with the weight of their gaze.

"K . . . " He say's his name as a whisper, a prayer, a plea. K captures his lips again and Hiro opens to him with a sigh. There is no fight for dominance. Their tongues are not dueling, but dancing. They brake for air, but the kiss doesn't end. K trails hot, opened mouthed kisses along the edge of Hiro's jaw and down his neck. He pauses at the dip between Hiro's neck and shoulder, gently nipping at the soft skin. Hiro moans. He reaches up and runs his hands through K's hair, tugging it out of its ponytail, his nails digging into K's scalp.

k smirk's at Hiro's response, lightly nipping at him again before trailing a path of feathery kisses down Hiro's chest. He paused at Hiro's nipple, hovering over the small bud, the warmth of his breath hardening it. k flicked out his tongue, just barely brushing it. Hiro gasped, back arched, all pain gone in the lightning bolt of pleasure as it shot through him. All feeling going from his nipple straight to his groin.

"So sensitive." K whispered, his breath washed over Hiro, making him moan. Hiro attempted to pull K back to him, wanting the feel of his mouth on him. K obliges, taking the nub into his mouth, rolling it over his tongue. Hiro whimpered and arched further, rocking his hips against K's, attempting to alleviate the pressure building inside of him.

K slid a hand down Hiro's side, clamping down on his hips, pressing him down onto the bed. K scraped Hiro's nipple with his teeth and was rewarded a yelp, His name falling from Hiro's lips in a litany of broken pleas and sobs.

"Please, K . . . pleas I . . . K . . . I can't . . . I need . . . K!" Hiro begged, his hands moved to clutch around K's shoulders, pulling him closer.

"Shh, be patient," K whispered, trailing soft kisses down Hiro's abdomen. K pays special attention to the spot Hiro had been hurt, kissing and then leaving the area. Hiro was panting and squirming, but K's firm hands on his hips kept him from moving. K paused above the waistband of Hiro's jeans hovering, his breath ghosting over Hiro's skin, raising goose-bumps. He stayed there until Hiro was practically sobbing, begging for him to move.

Slowly, K inched off Hiro's pants, taking his time, ignoring Hiro's pleas for him to move faster. He tossed the pants and boxers off the bed and sat back admiring the sight before him. Hiro laid there naked before him, his face flushed, eyes glazed over with need, his hard cock standing at attention. His legs were spread, his arms thrown over his head, and eyes half closed, weighed down by desire.

"I want to taste you." Before Hiro could respond to that bold statement, K was there, hands on Hiro's hips, lips closing around the sensitive head. Hiro cried out, his hips bucking, as jolts of pleasure laced through his body. Humming in pleasure, which only made Hiro squirm more, K went down further, taking all of Hiro into his mouth. Hiro dug his hands into K's scalp, pulling at his hair. Hiro tried to trust his hips, but K kept them firmly planted on the bed.

K licked and sucked on Hiro's cock, loving the salty sweet taste of his skin and the tang of pre-cum. Hiro moaned, whimpered, and sobbed, begging for release. K could tell he was close. Before Hiro could cum, K pulled back, releasing Hiro's cock with a wet pop. Hiro sobbed in frustration.

"K please . . . I'm so close . . . please!"

K leaned over and opened the drawer of his night stand whispering into Hiro's ear, "Not yet. I want to be inside you when you cum. Feel your tight warm heat milking my cock as you orgasm." Hiro groans at the image K's words invoked. K pulled out a bottle of lube and opened it coating his fingers and rubbed circles around the puckered entrance before pushing the tip inside Hiro's untouched anus. Hiro whimpered at the intrusion, rocking his hips forward as K pushed his finger inside.

"Hold on Hiro, I don't want to hurt you," K cautioned as Hiro attempted to make him move faster. K slowly adds a second and then a third, working them inside Hiro, thrusting and wriggling them, trying to loosen Hiro as much as possible. Hiro, panting and gasping, rocked with the motion of K's fingers until finally, K removed them and pressed the tip of his cock against the tight hole.

"Wrap your legs around me." Hiro does as he's told, and wrapped his legs around K's waist. The movement pushed the tip of K's cock into him and Hiro hissed at the strange sensation.

"Look at me," k demanded. Hiro opened his eyes he didn't even know he closed, and looked up at K. His chest tightened and his throat clenched at the raw emotion he saw in the older mans eyes.

"I love you, Hiro," K declared. "I love you and you're mine. Now and forever. No one else can see you like this." The raw possessiveness in K's tone made Hiro's heart skip a beat. Reaching up, Hiro wrapped his arms around K's neck. "I love you, K. Always." Swallowing and trying to hide his embarrassment, he whispered the words he knows he would never say to anyone else. "Take me. Make me yours."

K growls an animalistic sound of hunger and possession. He captured Hiro's lips in a bruising kiss and thrusts into him. Hiro cried out, but his cries were swallowed by K's lips. K thrust slowly at first, not wanting to hurt Hiro. He lifted Hiro's legs, deepening the angle of his thrusts, and hit that one sweet spot. Hiro's eyes went wide and his head fell back, wailing on pleasure. His whole body engulfed in waves of electricity, every nerve ending ablaze.

Hiro's nails dug into K's shoulder's, drawing blood. K smirks, thrusting hard and fast, hitting Hiro's prostate again. He continues to strike the sensitive gland with deep, had thrusts, driving Hiro wild. Hiro withered beneath him, hips rocked in time to K's thrusts, nail's clawed at K's back. K sank his teeth into the dip between Hiro's neck and shoulder. K's thrusts become more erratic. He strike Hiro's prostate once more and Hiro screamed as he came. K thrusts a few more times, the violent clenching of Hiro's walls sending him over the edge as well.

K spilled himself inside of Hiro, coating his walls. K hips jerked, the two of them rocked together. When at last their movements stilled, his heart still racing, K reluctantly pulled out of Hiro, some of his semen came out as well. K rolled onto his side and pulled an exhausted Hiro into his arms. They remained like that until their heartbeats calmed and their breathing returned to normal.