Gathering the Falling Stars

hey everyone sorry for the long wait just havent been up for posting the next chapter but because its spring break im hard at work in editing the story!

my co author and i are half way done with our sequal to Misplaced Trust which is going to be shorter than the original story

um... lets see oh ya no other reviews for this chapter please please please review!

oh and if anyone is wondering this chapter was mostly to show how far Junko's attraction to Hoshi has grown


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"Come on." Hoshi pulls him down stairs to the large kitchen.

Everything was modern and new. Junko snags a grape from a bowl on the counter.

"This is really nice. I wish I could cook in a kitchen like this. Or cook at all." He chuckles lightly at his own joke.

Hoshi grins and pins him to the counter.

"I think if you were given the chance you could be a wonderful cook." Junko raises an eyebrow, grinning.

"Thinking of turning me into a housewife?" Hoshi smirks and kisses his nose.

"Would that be a bad thing?" Hoshi snatches a grape and holds it between his teeth.

Junko rolls his eyes.

"Not so long as you don't expect me to wear frilly dresses and pearl n-" Junko nearly chokes as he realizes what he was about to say.

Hoshi chews on the grape grinning.

"I think you would look lovely in a dress.." Hoshi looks down at Junko's body then looks at Junko with serious eyes. "Maybe even a white one." Junko coughs, his cheeks turning bright red.

"W...wha?" Hoshi looks at him serious.

"Im not asking you now Junko. It's much too soon for that. But... give it some thought." Junko watches Hoshi for a moment, trying to decide if he's really serious.

"Um...yeah, I'll think about it." Hoshi smiles and grabs a banana and peels it holding it to Junko. Junko smirks and takes as much of the banana into his mouth as he can before biting it off. "Mmm." Hoshi raises an eyebrow grinning as he takes a big bite as his blind eye was still uncovered.

It showed that Hoshi was extremely comfortable around Junko. Something about the situation reminds Junko about their botched attempt last night. He wonders what must have happened to Hoshi to make him so fearful, but he doesn't want to bring up old memories... Hoshi leans down and kisses Junko's jaw.

"Want something to drink?" Hoshi steps back and walks to the frig oblivious of Junko's thoughts.

"U-uh....sure. Thanks." Hoshi opens the frig and pulls out a can of creme soda.

He sets it on the counter before grabbing a glass and putting some ice in it.

"Here you go love." Junko takes it, determined to think of something less...disturbing.

"I w-wonder where Jacklon's taking Y-Youji." Hoshi turns and smirks at him.

"Do you really want to know?" Junko looks up curiously.

"Hm? Yeah. Why, is it something bad?"

"Nothing illegal but... to an older brother you might freak out." Hoshi grabs a bottle of water.

Junko frowns.

"Okay. What is it? Am I going to have to smack someone?" Hoshi chuckles.

"Much like myself, Jacklon has a huge sex drive. He found a... club where he could release some of that. He wreastles other guys his size and the winner..." Hoshi pops open the water bottle. "gets to fuck the loser." Junko's eyes open wide.

"W-wrestling? Then they...Oh....Youji's not going to like that..."

"Why do you say that? Is he the jealous type." Hoshi sipped some of the water as some of it slides down his jaw and down his throat.

Junko shrugged.

"Not at all. He's the territorial type. He doesn't mind people wanting or even trying to get what he has, but when they lay their hands on them..well. Youji and I both inherited our tempers, though I'm not sure who from." Hoshi chuckles.

"Well good thing for Youji since i taught my brother to wreastle at a young age. He is number one in his division." Junko rolls his eyes.

"I honestly don't think that will help." Hoshi chuckles and drinks some more water.

Droplets of water slide down his throat and over his chest. Junko bites his lip as he imagines licking those droplets away. He shifts, crossing his legs, and clears his throat.

"Er. Well. Right." Hoshi takes the bottle away before licking his lips.

"Im kinda surprised my baby brother wanted to show that part of him." The droplets continue downward disappearing into his pants.

Junko swallows hard.

"Y-yeah...." Hoshi looks at Junko then grins.

"Whats with such a dirty look Junko?" Junko startles, his eyes jumping up to meet Hoshi's.

"D-d-dirty? I w-wasn't...I mean....I...what?" Hoshi chuckles and walks over.

"Your eyes were practically boring into me." Junko shifts again, the pants doing little to hide his hard-on.

"I...w-were they? I hadn't...er. Noticed." Hoshi reaches down and cups his hard on.

"Now what is this about?" Hoshi's fingers carress him.

Junko can't help but blush. Gah, the thinks to himself, how can I be so...so bold one minute, and blushing like a virgin the next?! His fingers reach out of their own accord and follow one of the damp trails up to Hoshi's lips. Hoshi gently takes the single finger into his mouth. Slowly he suckles on the digit. Junko's breath catches in his throat and he releases a small moan.

"God, Hoshi...." Hoshi slowly releases the finger as his hand lets go of his hard on.

"You know your a bad influence on me."

"Like you're one to talk!" Hoshi grins and slaps his ass.

"Come on lets get your stuff then we can go back to your place. I have to get my car back you know."

"Are you sure?" Junko asks with a grin. "I don't mind having both of them." Hoshi grins.

"Now if you had both of them... then how would i get around?" Junko looks away with an evil grin.

"Well, you could always ride me." Hoshi hesitates for a moment before holding him close.

"It would be you riding me." Junko's voice gets low as his eyes dilate.

"Works for me." Hoshi looks at him with a sly grin before he unbuttons Junko's pants pushing them down. Hoshi moves fast grabbing the backs of Junko's thighs laying him on the cold counter. Junko hisses at the cold, but presses close to Hoshi anyway. "What...are you doing?" he asks, his voice full of hope and lust. Hoshi jumps onto the counter kneeling between his legs. He pulls out his own cock before pushing Junko's legs up. Slowly he pushes himself deep inside Junko. Junko writhes beneath his lover, biting his lip to keep from moaning. "L-love...you Hoshi." he grinds out.

Hoshi breathes hard into his ear as he starts to thrust deep inside him.

"Love you... too." Junko's hips meet Hoshi's every thrust, his hand slipping down to his own cock and he can't hold back a whimper as Hoshi hits his sweet spot hard.

Hoshi moans as he holds Junko's legs up. Easily his thrusts hit Junko's sweet spot harder. Junko wraps his fingers around his hardness, unable to resist calling out Hoshi's name as he does so. The movement of his hips becomes more erratic as coherent though bubbles away in the wake of the heat Hoshi makes him feel. Hoshi moans more as he thrusts harder and faster. He could feel his release coming fast. Junko fights his orgasm, whispering harshly to Hoshi,

"Please....H-hoshi...I want to see you c-c-co-" but he can't hold out and moans as his climax rushes through him, filling his own fist with his release.

Hoshi moans deeply as he climaxes deep inside him.

"Junko!" his cry was loud vibrating through the manor as he falls on top of him.

Junko takes Hoshi's mouth in a deep kiss before nipping on his earlobe.

"Next time...I want you in...in my mouth. I want to see your face when you c-c-come." He says quietly as he flexes around Hoshi's still imbedded cock.

Hoshi gasps as he chuckles.

"I think that could be arranged." Junko smiles shyly and nuzzles into Hoshi's neck. Hoshi slowly sits up off the counter helpping Junko slide off it. "Let's get going my love." Junko nods with a small smile as he rights his clothing.

Hoshi fixes his pants. He gets a wicked grin on his face before wrapping his arms around Junko's legs and lifting him up. The angle makes Junko lay over his shoulder like a sack of spuds. Junko releases an undignified squeak before slapping Hoshi's ass playfully.

"Put me down!"

"Nope." Hoshi pats Junko's rear before walking up the stairs. "Wh...I thought we were leaving?" He says slowly, noticing the direction Hoshi's taking them.

"Getting your stuff. Unless you want to run around your house with no clothes." Hoshi carries him there before dropping Junko onto the bed.

Junko oomphs when he hits the bed, blushing slightly.

"Right. I forgot." He reaches over the bed for the bag of clothes, but can't quite reach it without getting up.

Hoshi chuckles and kisses Junko's bare stomach. He steps away and grabs a black muscle shirt. He pulled it on before grabbing his eyepatch. No matter how comfortable he felt around Junko he would never leave the house without it. Junko pouts, rolling over onto his stomach, the new angle giving him the extra length he needed to reach to bag. He drags it onto the bed and roots around in it.

"Which shirt do you think I should wear with these pants?" He asks, his head almost inside the bag.

Hoshi walks over and crawls over Junko rumageing through the bag. He easily could hold himself up while still straddling Junko.

"Hm how about this blue polo shirt?" Junko takes it and rolls onto his back, careful not to dislodge Hoshi.

He holds the shirt against his chest.

"You think so?" Hoshi looks down at him then shakes his head leaning foreward.

His bulge pressed to Junko's stomach as he looked through the bag.

"Hm... lets see... white pants... white pants..." Junko leans forward to pull Hoshi's shirt up and kiss the toned muscles over his ribs.

"Insatiable." he murmurs against the tanned skin.

Hoshi shudders as he looks down at Junko.

"Yes you are. Are you sure you werent gay before you met me?" Junko shrugs, his hands coming up to slide over Hoshi's back.

"I'm still not gay. Just because you're irresistable, doesn't mean I'm suddenly not attracted to girls. I'm...hm. Open to interpretation." Hoshi groans softly as he grabs a purple sweater.

"Here... wear this..." Junko's hands slip down to squeeze Hoshi's ass.

He may not be the top in this relationship, but even he could recognize a gorgeous ass when he saw one.

"Why don't we take everything off and start from scratch, eh?" he asks with a wicked grin and a slow lick to one of Hoshi's nipples.

Hoshi groans as he sits up. God he didnt know if even he could keep up with Junko's sex drive.

"I think Youji would yell at you if we did." Junko groans and drops his head back onto the bed, but his hands stay on Hoshi's ass.

"You're right." he growls. "When the kids go to their camp thing this summer, I'm locking everyone out of this room and keeping you in bed until you beg me to release you." Hoshi chuckles.

"I think i like that idea a little too much." Hoshi climbs down and stands up.

Junko follows soon after, pulling on the purple sweater and slipping into his comfortable, ratty sneakers.

"You and me both." He mumbles to himself.

Hoshi chuckles and leads him out of manor and to the Beamer. Junko follows sedately, feeling oddly awkward in the tight pants now that others could see him. Hoshi climbs into the passangers seat.

"You drive." Junko's discomfort disappears at the thought of driving his beamer again.

He climbs in, buckles up, and starts the engine. The car purrs like a warm kitten and he pulls out of the drive with a bit more flair than he usually shows, grinning to the side at Hoshi as he drives toward home. Hoshi sits there as he rests his hand on the back of Junko's chair. When they pull up to the front of Junko's house, Junko doesn't look up, reaching into the back for his bag.

"I think we got here a little bit early, actually." he murmurs absently.

Hoshi chuckles.

"Then what do you wish to do til then?" Junko grins.

"Well, the windows are tinted." He leans forward, his lips ghosting over Hoshi's. "We could always get in the back seat and..." he pauses, his voice a low, sexy murmur. "christen the car." he chuckles low in his throat.

Hoshi grins as he kisses his lips quickly.

"Well you said you wanted me in your mouth." Junko releases a tiny moan at the thought of being able to watch Hoshi's face without having his own vision clouded with need.

He unbuckles both their belts and drags Hoshi into the back. Hoshi fell into the back with a gasp before laying back against the car door. Junko doesn't hold back, quickly unzipping Hoshi and palming his hardening cock. He leans forward and barely flickers his tongue over the tip, his warm breath teasing.

"Do you like it when I suck you?" he asks, warm puffs of air tickling over Hoshi's flesh.

Hoshi gasps and groans softly.

"Yes... i do..." Junko smiles softly before licking Hoshi's hardness from base to tip, finally taking the head into his mouth.

He sucks rythmically, his tongue running over the sensitive flesh as he coaxes more of it in. His birght eyes never leave Hoshi's. Hoshi moans softly as he laces his fingers into Junko's hair petting it and pushing it out of his eyes. God the sight of his lover going down on him was intoxicating. Junko takes in as much as he can. He gets almost to the base before his throat protests and he backs off slightly, one hand coming up to squeeze what he can't fit into his mouth. His free hand, however, dips down to roll Hoshi's heavy balls delicately in his palm. Hoshi tilts his head back before he moans more. He slightly bucks into Junko's hot and wet mouth. Junko smiles around his mouthfull, then remembers something he'd seen in his seldom-watched X movies. He takes Hoshi deep, humming as he does so and intensifying both the pressure of his tongue and his sucking. His eyes turn slightly hazy as his own hardness presses against the fly of the tight white pants he's wearing. Hoshi gasps and moans loud as he grips Junko's hair. His hips start to buck into his mouth.

"Ah.. god..." The sight of his Hoshi losing control like this is enough to make him drop his hand from his lover's balls to palm the bulge in his own pants.

He moans against the hard flesh in his mouth, his cheeks flushing and his eyes darkening, still never leaving Hoshi's gaze. Hoshi moans deeply as he holds Junko's head as he starts to fuck Junko's mouth. He couldnt hold back his release which was quickly building. Junko relaxes his muscles, letting Hoshi have his way as he quickly releases himself from the tight confines of his pants. His moans become deeper as he strokes himself, unable to resist succumbing to his lover's heat. Hoshi moans more and moves Junko's head faster. He held his head there as he reatches his peak emptying himself deep inside Junko's mouth. Junko swallows around the pulsing shaft, his hand moving faster on his own hard cock as he takes everything Hoshi gives him. Hoshi shudders as he pulls Junko's head off.

"Let me taste you." Hoshi pulls him up laying him back on the seat.

Easily pushing Junko's hand off, he took the thin length of his lover into his mouth. Junko hisses, his hands going immediately to Hoshi's shoulders.

"N-no...not gonna l-l-last....." he groans. Hoshi sucks on him hard as his finger moves between Junko's cheeks. "H- oh god, Hoshi!" Junko's hips buck upward as his release surprises him, coming hard and fast as he shudders against Hoshi.

Hoshi swallows every bit of him down. He enjoyed the sweet salty taste of his lover. Junko relaxes, breathing hard. His eyes are dark and he blinks slowly, watching Hoshi. He reaches forward, his hand cradling the back of his lover's head as he pulls him into a deep kiss. Hoshi returns the kiss holding him close. The combination of their seeds fills their mouths.

"That..." Junko says with a low gasp as he licks over Hoshi's lips. "Should not be so...hot." Hoshi chuckles and kisses his lips softly.

"I dont know what im going to do with you." There was a knocking on the now steamed up windows.

Junko jumps, hurriedly doing up his pants before remembering the tinted windows. Hoshi fixes his pants and rolls down the window where Jacklon and Youji were standing.

"Brother cant you keep it in your pants." Hoshi chuckles.

"This was Junko's idea." Junko blushes deeply.

"Er. R-r-r-right. So. Here w-we are. You can...you know. Leave now." Jacklon smiles.

"By the way brother... nice pick for the car." Jacklon takes Youji's hand and leads him to his crotch rocket.

Youji grins at his brother and runs his hand along the line of the car on his way to Jacklon's ride. Junko sighs.

"I'm still not sure how comfortable I am with Youji being...er. A-active. With sex...I mean. He's so damn young..." Hoshi shrugs.

"It's his choice really. If he is wanting to do it he will find a way to do it." he opens the door and climbs out.

"Come lets go see those twins.” Junko nods, climbing out of the car and almost forgetting to click the alarm button on the keyring.

The car makes an odd little tweet, flashing the lights at them as Junko opens the front door.

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