The Cake Affair

The Cake Affair

By GZ

Chapter 02- A Sweet Taste

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Note: A Picture is worth a thousand words.

Rating is for items in this chapter as well as the next... It should be noted this is my first adult fiction, as such I will admit I’ve most likely made mistakes. I’m not adverse to critique, and will read it readily.

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‘Damn! The hell!’ My fist hit the wall with a thunk. “What the hell Kanyo!” did he do it on purpose? ‘It’s his fault Styax! Nothings wrong with you! He’s just so girly! You got excited its…’ With an inward groan, I slid down the wall to a curled position against it. “I’m not gay…” I spoke to myself head tucked down on my arm.

So what if we’d had ‘encounters’? It wasn’t like it meant a damn thing. Just Cause we’d kissed that one time, which was fricken Kanyo’s fault, meant nothing! ‘What I’m feeling is a load of shit.’

And on top of that it’s wrong! Guys don’t do Guys! It’s gross; all the guys know that, I damn well know that! I Like Gals! Women with big boobs, and tiny waists! And nun of my fantasies every included dicks! Grabbing my hair I let out a cry of frustration. “Gods damn it all!”

“Such a drama queen.” Wide green eyes closed in an expression of joy.

“Shit! Raaja get the hell outta here, you Gay Pride Parade!” I stood trying to frighten the smaller man.

“Temper, temper, Sty-Chan!”

“Never mind, stand there I’m gonna kill ya!”

“Calm down! Sty-chi! GZ sent me up to talk to you about FFO, and more importantly about you and Kanyo!” He held his hands up, in a submissive pose.

“What’s the Devil want now? Wants’ me to be the girl right?”

“Uke would be the term dear; and no that’s not the case.” Raaja practically skipped, before planning himself on my bed. “GZ has been worried about you; I mean you stopped talking to each other. Styax do you know why you are written as ‘going to be gay?’

“Don’t care”

“Well besides your and Kanyo’s fans love the ideal of you as a couple, she didn’t want you to be alone. Styax in the first draft you spent the entire story alone, as the cranky curse factory! GZ gave you Kanyo as a partner; you let it evolve in to a love interest.”

“Bird Shit! GZ’s pushing me to do it! I’m not like that!”

“Styax, you have your own personality. Every picture she ever drew between you and a female partner ended with you looking sour. Do you remember that first time you two were drawn together?

“In crayon on a placemat at a damn pancake palace…”
“You looked happy together, it was the first smile you had since your reference page.”

“… Still… I”

“Don’t be ashamed! You are who you are! You have to get over that if your going to enjoy what time you get to spend with Kanyo!” Raaja beamed.

I let everything sink in a moment “Wha’du mean what time.” I frowned as Raaja’s expression changed a moment.

“Well the comic isn’t going to last forever.”

“Right.”

“So anyway, GZ is thinking about fixing the story line so you’re not gay.” The green haired man said crossing his legs.

“How the hell is GZ gonna do that!” Like the selfish monster would in the first place.

“Well there is the girl from chapter one; she was going to make you two engaged. She may lose some readers, but FFO can limp on.”

“Wait! What happens to Dress Boy?”

“Harder to say, anything from pairing him with one of the single girls to completely dropping him at the end of chapter two. A huge part of the story will have to be re-done.”

“Kanyo Just, poof?” Not that he didn’t deserve it.

“Well he’d go back home, or die” Raaja shrugged indifferently. “But you have until tomorrow afternoon to tell GZ. Writing of part three begins then, and the plot will have to be altered at that time or not at all.”

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‘Putting something like that on me! How the hell do you make the decision of killing your best friend or protecting your manhood?’ I laid on the bed, glaring at the ceiling. “Oh! Dunt be Such a Puss Styax me lad! That’s what the damn cat would say!”

Rollin over I studied my braid, half undone from earlier. ‘Can I really do this? I mean he may get to stay, and be with one of the girls. Or come back to save every one at the end!’

“…Sty…ax?”

‘I… don’t want to loss him. I’d miss him…’

“Styax? Are you okay?”

I rolled over to find Kanyo leaning over the bed. His mismatched eyes full of concern. The time for thinking was over; I’d just have to make that decision now.

Snagging a long bit of hair over Kanyo’s shoulder, I dragged him down to my level. He let out a startled yelp, planting one knee on the bed for balance. “Styax Sama?! I… I am sorry for coming in!” He squirmed a bit trying to find a place that wasn’t on me to put down his hand, to push up.

“Shut up Kanyo.” With another sharp tug I brought his lips to my own. He let out another small nervous cry, pulling up and back. His face was confused and afraid as I sat up after him. He began another apology, as I managed to kiss him again. This time he let his lips stay a bit longer, the pressure light and warm against my mouth.

“Styax Sama!?” He pulled away again, shuffling to move back on his knees. “What? Why?” His red eye was a bit glassy like he was gonna cry. The yellow didn’t match, but hell it never did. The look said hurt “What game is this…”

“No game Choco shit. Just trying to figure out how much you actually mean to me.”

“I do not understand you have never liked me before…”

“Dumb ass, I’ve always liked ya; just never really thought about doing things with you. Now I’m not really comfortable with this, and don’t know how long I’ll be in the mood to try. If ya wanna give this gay thing a shot, now’s your chance, unless you don’t actually wanna.”

“Um…” He just starred for a few moments “Styax… how far is this going… there are certain things you need to know if it’s…”

“Explain as we go!” With a push my startled companion fell over on the bed. For a moment he tried righting himself, then gave up with an odd sigh.

“I can not! It is not that sim- Styax!” His pitch and volume changed as I placed a warm rough kiss on his throat, following it with a gentler one.

“This is the same as a girl right?”

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When I had come up to ask Styax what I had done wrong, I had not expected to end up laying under the man as he tired to explore his possible romantic feelings for me. He had asked me to explain as we went, something I was sure I could not do. However as I was about to explain this to him, his lips found the top of my throat with a hard kiss.

“Same as a girl right?” He asked leaning into my view with a grin.

“Well Kissing is… maybe we should move a bit slower?” I suggested as his nimble fingers manipulated the first tie of my top open.

“To fast for ya? Kay, so where ya wanna start?”

“How about, we just start like this.” I arched up, bringing myself close enough to kiss him. His lips were a bit rough, something I’d noticed before and suspected to be wind damage from flying. I had started the kiss gently, an almost incent kiss between novices. Soon after his passionate temperament took over, the kiss deepened as our lips moved against one another.

As he relaxed into the moment, I shyly brushed my tongue against his lips. He inhaled sharply though his nose, before parting his lips allowing me to explore his hot mouth. He soon joined in the exploration, before pushing against my own tongue in a challenging manner. I let out a low moan as I submitted to him with little fight.

We broke apart panting, both feeling the beginning edge of desire building. As he leaned in to kiss my jaw he chucked lightly “Ya taste like cake icing Kanyo.” I felt my cheeks flush at the comment, and also at the feeling of him tugging at the second layer of my outfit; the first having come open with three simple ties.

One of his callused hands moved inside the fabric pushing the cloth apart, down to the waist, where my Obi still held tight. He seemed determined, as he sat up to use both hands on the stubborn length of yellow silk. I felt my earlier flush deepen, as the tie was pulled away allowing my outfit to fall completely open. I could feel the Silver eyes of Styax as they raked down my body. “Ain’t hard to strip are ya? Can’t believe ya don’t got more on.”

“Well.” I shifted slightly, stifling a whimper, as a curious hand ran across my chest. “In Jho it’s strange for men to wear concealing outfits, girls on the other hand should be dressed head to toe.” His fingers drifted over my neck, before beginning to trace down my chest and stomach. “Umm”

He’d bent down again, this time gently running his tongue over a nipple. The sensitive nub hardened as he continued to lick and suck at it, nipping lightly before moving to the second, and gently rolling the first between his fingers. I felt myself arch a bit into the touch, my arousal starting to rise.

I managed to retain enough thought to catch his shirt as he sat up, the tank slipping easily off with my insistent tugging. Taking this as a cue, Styax kicked off his socks while working at his pants. Both soon shed and off the bed. My eyes widened slightly in embarrassment and surprise, as Styax’s member was revealed. “No under ware?”

“No way, damn stuff is uncomfortable.” He said matter o’ fact-ly, as he slid his hands down my sides to catch the last of my covering.

We both took a moment to admire each other once nude. His hard tanned body lightly scattered in bleach blonde hair; contrasted my pale skin and feminine litheness beautifully. My own body had little body hair to speak of, a trait inherited form my Levian heritage. He smiled in an enthusiastic way, a bit of mischief in his eyes. “Damn! What do you do wax? The only place ya got hair is down here.” He empathized by letting his fingers trace the small patch of thick black hair.

“Styax… are you sure you want to keep going? Every thing from here on is different then handling a woman.” I felt a knot in my stomach, partly from my desire for the man's affection, and more embarrassingly from the state my member had reached from his attentions thus far.

“Well what’s next?” He watched me intently, signs of his own arousal apparent on his face as well as down below.

“We can… Touch each other… It’s like masturbating, but you do it to your partner…” My cheeks burned, as I told him. “We need… well…”

“Lube?” Styax offered, leaning over me to reach off the side of the bed. I watched with a dawning realization “Oh come on, don’t look at me like that! I’m a man for the Gods sake, I have urges.” He sat beside me “I’m not stupid, don’t wanna hurt myself. Besides your doin’it to right?” he asked pouring a small amount of clear oil in his hand.

“…Sure… I mean, once in a while…” Turning my head so I didn’t have to make eye contact; I missed his movement. I gasped sharply as cool fingers wrapped around the base of my arousal; give a few strong strokes before falling to a slower gentler pace. “Nnhh, ahhh! Styax!” My hands clutched at the bed spread, as his strong hand worked me. I was panting and moaning, hips gently pushing to meet the thrusts of his hand. Moving closer, he brought his other hand to trace lightly down my thigh, bringing a whimper to my lips. I felt myself building towards climax, pleasure pushing to over come me “Styax, ahh! Wa-wait! I... I am Ohhh!”

“Com’on then, let go.” I short cry escaped me, as my partner’s encouragement, shot me into completion. I lay panting harshly, heart beating erratically. Styax was over me again, his face set in a smug yet gentle smile. He let his fingers trace my face “Ya okay Kanyo?”

“Yes” I smiled still a bit out of breath. I pushed myself up on my elbows, stealing a short kiss with him. “Styax…you” my face was brightly flush, slight embarrassment of having com at my friends hands. “You can not do anything the normal way can you?”

“I jus did what’ya said to. You didn’t complain why’ll I was doing it!”

“Never mind” I placed my palm on his chest. “Lay back; it’s my turn to return the favor.”


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