The Last Battle of the Rakshasa

Ok this is chapter 1 I hope you like it. It has a lemon between the main character and his boyfriend (this is my first lemon so if there is something wrong with it or there is anyway that I can improve it please tell me k?

Disclaimer: I own every single minute of this chapter. Everything in this chapter is nothing but my pure evil imagination channeling my boyfriend and I so yes like I said I own every single word in this chapter.

ONE HELL OF A GOOD MORNING

I woke up this morning to a phone call from Marie (Ally).

“Hello?”
“Hey Blondiebear what are you doing?”
“Well I was sleeping but I’m awake now.”
“Oh. I’m sorry I just wanted to see when you were going to pick me up for school.”
“Let me get a shower and get ready, I will be there in about forty-five minutes.”
“Ok-hey is John there?”
“Yea, but he is still sleeping I got to get him up so we can get ready for school.”
“Ok love you Blondiebear.”
“Love you too Marie.”

I hung up the phone, rolled over, and watched John’s chest as it rose and fell with every breath his sleeping body took. I watched him sleep for a few minutes before I shook him softly.

“John? John Baby. Baby u need to wake up.”
“*Yawns* What time is it?”
“Its 6:30. We have to get ready for school I promised Marie I would pick her up.”
“UHHH… Do I have to?”
“Yes you do.”
“Why? What if I don’t want to?”
“You have to go to school because if u don’t you will end up failing and also because I said so.”
“Fine.”
“I love you.”
“Yeah, yeah. I know you do.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means I’m tired and I don’t want to go to school, but because I love you and I know that you love me and are just trying to make sure that I don’t fail any of my classes.”
“Good, I’m glad you understand where I’m coming from. Now get up so that we can get ready for school so we aren’t late.”
“Alright.”

We got up and went into the bathroom with the intent on taking a shower (as if we were actually going to take a shower and nothing else). I shut the door and locked it so my mom wouldn’t bother us. I turned toward him and pulled him to me, as we embraced he slipped his arms around me and kissed me slowly. I teased the band on his boxers with my fingers as his hands roamed over my body with an expertise that only he could muster.

I removed his boxers for him and he followed the suit, he pushed me up against the door and kissed me harder his tongue demanding entrance into my mouth. I opened my mouth as a sign of permission (more like surrender), and his tongue rushed into my mouth. I could feel his tongue ring make contact with mine on more than one occasion. One of his hands moved down to my now erect and throbbing shaft and closed around it. Slowly he massaged it as he pinned me against the door and proceeded to push his tongue as far down my throat as he could with out hurting me too much.

I unpinned myself and pushed him towards the shower door, once there I turned him around and pushed him away from me. He gave me a look of surprise as he backed up. I gave him a devilish smile as I entered the shower; he grinned at me and followed. Once he had gotten in and closed the door I turned on the water and fiddled with it until it was at the right temperature, then I stood back and turned on the showerhead.

As I backed up I felt John move closer until I was up against him. I could feel his cock flexing against my thigh as he kissed on my neck using his teeth and sucking on my neck (which was sure to leave a hickey). I turned around and kissed him as the hot water beat down on our backs. After a few minutes John put his hand on my shoulder and applied pressure, signaling me to get on my knees, I complied and soon his throbbing shaft was dangling in front of my face.

I knew what he wanted and I was prepared to give it to him I opened my mouth as he slipped his cock into it. I moved up and down his shaft with a precision and expertise that only comes from a person that is well experienced with what to do to make John moan. He ran his hand through my hair as I continued to move up and down his shaft, he tilted his head back and moaned in ecstasy. I pulled off his main vein and stood up and kissed him a few times, then I pushed him down on his knees so that he could return the favor.

He moved his mouth up and down my throbbing cock with the same precision and expertise with which I had serviced him. I ran my hands through his short brown hair as his nose tickled my pelvis; I could barely keep myself from laughing. He pulled off my shaft, stood up, and kissed me. We continued to make out for a few minutes before he had me turn around and get on my hands and knees as he positioned himself behind me. First he pushed one of his fingers deep into me; it took all I had to stop myself from squirming.

Slowly he pushed another finger into my ass and slowly worked it back and forth teasing me into arousal (more like torturing me). Once he decided he had teased (tortured) me enough he removed his fingers and repositioned himself so that he could slip his throbbing shaft into me. He entered me slowly, inch by slow painful inch. After he had completely submerged his shaft inside me, he slowly began to move it in and out of me.

I moaned in ecstasy as he moved in and out of me, the faster and harder he thrusted his shaft into me the shorter and louder my moans grew. He flipped me over onto my back and wrapped my legs around his waist. Slowly and carefully he picked me up and pinned me up against the wall of the shower as he continued to thrust his cock deep into me. I held onto him as hard as I could as an orgasm passed through my body, I gasped as I felt him climax deep inside me. He slowed his thrusts until he had stopped completely, then he pulled out and waited while my body recovered enough to stand on my own.

Once I recovered I stood up straight and reached for the shampoo so I could wash my hair and finish my shower in order to get ready for school. After my shower, I dried off and got dressed, then I fixed my hair and took my dog out so he could use the bathroom and so John and me could have our usual after sex cigarette.