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[Well, that just makes him more curious.

He lets Izo take off his coat and scarf, but when he reaches for his hakama ties Lalli suddenly reaches out to grab his hands.]

I want to do it.

[ He stops and shrugs. ]

Alright, go 'head, then.

[ No harm in letting him do that, plus it's been awhile since he's let anyone strip him. It's kind of nice to have the help. ]

[Lalli is going to go ahead and nudge Izo onto his back, then. It's a change from before, since Lalli had insisted on standing up to get undressed. But like this, Lalli can sit on his knees and work on untying the cloth, and then slipping the hakama off entirely. That's when he finds out just how many layers Izo has on, and he gets a perturbed look on his face.]

Why are you wearing so much? Isn't it all heavy?

[He says as he's already going for the obi on the next layer.]

[ Izō props himself up on his elbows, unable to help himself from laughing. ]

It ain't that much. It's all pretty light...Plus it's been fuckin' cold lately. [ He makes a face. ] Weren't ya wearin' more'n I was?

[ Despite how scrawny his clothing makes him look, Izō has a surprisingly well-honed physique. Muscular and tanned, he's a stark contrast to Lalli. ]

No.

[He was probably wearing about the same amount.

And Lalli is pretty surprised to see that Izo isn't a scrawny man like he is. He had assumed they were of the same body type, but apparently he had been wrong. There's a lot to see here, and Lalli's curiosity and desire to explore lights up his eyes.]

You're hiding a lot of you in your clothes.

[He reaches forward with a hand, about ready to touch Izo's abdomen to feel the muscles there, but she stops short and glances up at Izo. He's asking permission here without actually asking, just to be sure it's fine.]

Keeps people guessin'.

[ Izō expects the touch and tenses up in anticipation for something that doesn't quite come. It's still a little weird for someone to ask for explicit permission, but...he doesn't dislike it. He gives a little nod. ]

Go on...Touch me as much as ya like.

['Touch as much as you like'. That means that Lalli is going to be touching Izo quite a bit, because while being touched overstimulates him easily touching other people does not.

That hand finally closes the gap, pressing against the firm muscles of Izo's abdomen. It's nothing like his own body, and he's clearly impressed by it. This must be what happens when you fight with swords all the time. Lalli then pushes his hand up, sliding it against Izo's chest to feel him up a bit.]

It's firm.

[ Touching is fine. It's very welcome in this context; he's just not that fond of touch outside of intimate situations -- he has an image to maintain, damn it. Here, though, he likes the feeling of Lalli's hand on his body. He sighs as he arches up into the touch, encouraging more of it. ]

Mm...Feels good. [ Because that's about the most intelligent response Izō has right now. ] Ya like th' way it feels?

[At least they don't have to worry about maintaining images in the privacy of a bedroom.]

It's nice.

[He pauses as he runs his fingers over one of Izo's pecs, brushing a fingertip over that nipple.]

I like making you feel good.

[So he likes seeing Izo's reactions, really. And he does keep flipping his gaze between Izo's chest and Izo's face, to see how it changes.]

[ His breath hitches as he bites his lower lip, his eyes squeezed shut. A flush spreads across his cheeks to complete the look. God, but it's been awhile since he's let anyone touch him...As inexperienced as Lalli may be, it's still good. It still turns him on, makes his cock throb in anticipation of more. ]

Well, you're doin' a good job'a that.

[ Verbal encouragement in addition to his nonverbal responses. ]

[The encouragement helps, it spurs Lalli on to explore some more. That face looks really cute...Lalli is almost tempted to kiss Izo again, but he holds back. Izo had said he preferred physical contact without emotions or commitment, and a sudden kiss in response to cuteness would definitely be an emotional commitment.

Instead, his hand moves down now, sliding down Izo's abdomen and towards his groin. Lalli remembers how good that hand on his thigh felt, and he shifts his position a bit so he can take hold of both of Izo's thighs and push them apart. He needs to sneak in between those legs to give Izo a blowjob, after all. And if his hands linger on those thighs, massaging them a bit? Well, that's just a bonus.]

...

You're bigger than me everywhere.

[Just. One of those Lalli-observations. It's not THAT much of a difference, but he can tell.]

[ He wouldn't have minded the kiss, but better to play it safe. It'd be a lie to say he wasn't attached to Lalli in someway; he's taken a strong liking to him and it's beginning to get a bit more complicated than he'll admit. This is just something nice between friends, nothing more -- at least that's what he tells himself.

Izō spreads his legs with a little groan at the lingering contact. It's so close to what he wants, yet still so far. And even lost in those pleasant sensations, he can't help but laugh. He looks down at Lalli through half-lidded eyes. ]

Ya really know how t'flatter a guy... [ Another little chuckle that fades into a wanting sigh. ] I ain't that much bigger'n ya.

[Two bros, being pals, sucking each other off but no homo.]

It's still bigger.

[It makes Lalli wonder if he'll be able to do that tongue-thing Izo had done or if his mouth will be too full. He'll have to wait until he tries to find out.

While his hand is careful, it isn't nervous by any means, and when he finally moves to curl his fingers around Izo's length it's with a sense of purpose. He needs to touch before he tastes, so he can get a feel for the situation. Literally.

He tries to remember just what Izo did, and to test the waters he gives a few slow strokes. It slides easily enough, he decides.]

It feels warm too.

[ What's more friendly than two guys sucking each other's dicks? The surest sign of friendship. ]

Mm...That's good.

[ It helps he'd gotten pretty worked up from blowing Lalli; the head of his cock is already slick with pre and more dribbles from the slit as he strokes it. Izō grips the sheets in a failed attempt to stop himself from rocking into the touch. Too hard to hold still when all he wants is more from him. ]

If you just wanna jack me off, that's fine...ya don't gotta suck me off, too.

[ Though he'd like that, Lalli's comfort is still the most important matter here. ]

I don't have to, but I'm going to.

[Once he gets his fill of experimenting with his hands and watching Izo's reactions to said experimenting, that is. Izo moving up into his hand is a bit surprising, but at the same time it isn't. After all, sex is about two people moving together. Lalli's relative stillness before- even if it was because moving while seated is difficult- is the outlier.

Now Lalli is wondering what it would feel like to sit in Izo's lap, or to lay together, and to grind themselves together until they came. An experiment for later, he decides.

Right now, he's shifting the way he's sitting so he's kneeling between Izo's legs, his head just above Izo's dick. He pulls his hand off for a moment to lick at some of the precum, and he makes a face when he tastes it.]

It's salty.

[A statement, not a complaint. Because he doesn't look any less willing to go down on Izo, even knowing that a salty surprise waits for him at the end.]

[ There's plenty of time for further experiments later; something tells him this won't be the last time they fool around like this.

Izō sits up and leans back on one hand. His other hand comes to rest on Lalli's head, stroking his hair in an oddly affectionate gesture. Fuck, it's hard for him not to just arch his hips up to brush against his lips. The amount of restraint he's shown through all this is very admirable. ]

Yeah, takes some gettin' used to...but it ain't too bad, right?

[It's a level of restraint that Lalli hasn't seen in Izo before, and it makes Lalli wonder if sex is just that special after all.]

Mmm. It's salty, but not bad.

[Salty isn't his favorite flavor, but he doesn't hate it either.

But now he's good and ready for the real experimentation. He takes a hold of Izo again, and this time he leans in to lick a hot stripe over the tip. Still salty, and just like licking someone's skin. Which, honestly, is what a dick is anyway. It's still strange to him, but not bad, and he carefully takes Izo into his mouth. Carefully, because teeth are a thing and he's wondering how Izo was able to keep his teeth away from Lalli's dick before. Lalli will have to focus to be careful.

He's not taking it in as deeply as Izo did, but it's a learning process. And he's sucking softly, not unlike what he would do to a melting popsicle. That's a similar shape in his mind.]

[ He's only being so restrained for Lalli's sake; with a more experienced partner, he wouldn't be holding back nearly as much. It's a testament to how much he cares about him (but don't call him on that).

A sharp gasp is his immediate response to the heat around his cock. His fingers tangle in Lalli's hair, though he's careful not to push his head down. It's good, not quite as intense as to what he's used to, but that can come in time. ]

Aah...Good. Ya can suck a little harder...

[ Izō is not used to having to direct someone like this. He'll manage. ]

[Izo can be less restrained in the future too. As Lalli gets better at it, he'll be better about being more forceful. Lalli can be pretty demanding, and that's going to extend to him in bed too.

The fingers in his hair get a pleased groan though, one that reverberates around Izo's cock. Suck harder, sure, he can do that. He has to prop himself up with an elbow, but soon he's sucking and bobbing his head, taking Izo in and then pulling his mouth almost all the way off, only to push back down again. It's easy to get into a good rhythm doing that, though figuring out how to breathe and suck at the same time is a challenge.]

Fuck...

[ That's the only coherent word he can come up with right now. Unfortunately for his neighbors, Izō also lacks the instinct to keep his voice down. He closes his eyes and lets his head drop back with a low moan. With how worked up he already was, he's not going to last long. Lalli's lips and tongue just feel so good wrapped around his cock -- he's certainly not shy about this and Izō's grateful for that. ]

[So loud! But that just gets a hum of approval from Lalli. Knowing that he's the one making Izo like this makes it alright to be loud.

He doesn't realize how close Izo is, so he keeps his mouth on him. It's lucky that he's taking it easy and not trying to suck Izo in like Izo had done to him, or else he would be choking from the effort. He does get the idea to stroke the part of Izo's dick he can't fit into his mouth though, timing it with how he slides his mouth down on Izo to cover as much of his dick as he can.]

[ His cock throbs as his whole body goes tense, giving Lalli about the only warning he's going to get aside from an afterthought of an exclamation. ]

Gonna come, don't stop!

[ And come he does, hard, sudden, and loud. Izō's grip on Lalli's hair tightens up as he rides out his orgasm, only loosening up once his senses come back to him. His breathing comes in ragged gasps as he flops back on the bed, completely relaxed. ]

Shit...Good job, Lalli.

[The slight warning there is enough to keep him from choking, so that's good at least. Still, he's not prepared for just how much come ends up flooding into his mouth, and he makes a 'mmph' noise as he tries not to cough. He winces, swallows, and then pulls his mouth off of Izo and sits back up.]

That's so weird, is like drinking thick cream.

[He didn't know what to expect, but somehow he's still surprised by it.

He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, and then he pauses to look down at Izo. He's certainly relaxed, and that's a surprise to Lalli. Did Izo get tired out?

Instead of questioning it, he flops down on the bed next to Izo. He's on his side facing Izo though, watching the man's chest rise and fall with his breaths.]

It wasn't too hard. And it felt good.

[A pause.]

I didn't know that's what sex was though. The school made it sound like genitals were mashing together.

[ Izō turns his head to look at Lalli, a faint smile on his lips. His breathing is already more steady, his posture pleasantly relaxed. He wants to get a little closer to Lalli and maybe even cuddle with him for a bit, but he leaves the distance between them for now. If Lalli wants to cuddle, he'll make it happen, surely. ]

Well, there's a lotta different ways t'do it. Hands, mouths, even rubbing dicks together. Fuckin' a girl is a little different than a guy, but idea's the same. [ It's so weird to have to explain this -- he's never had to do it before. ] Ya ain't limited to jus' fuckin' an ass or a pussy. Ya got options.

[ Eloquent, this one. ]

...Wouldn't mind showin' ya more some other time.

It seems like a lot, especially since I always thought it was just for making children.

[But it's not just about that, is it? The problem of their incapability with pregnancy aside, you can't get pregnant by sucking someone off. He knows THAT much at least. So sex isn't just about procreation. It has other purposes.

But to try out more and find it out first-hand? That seems like the best way to do it. Especially since Lalli can't accidentally father a child this way. There's no way in hell he's ready for that kind of responsibility. Fooling around with a friend, though, that he can do.]

We can try more. I want to try everything at least once.

[Some other time, as Izo said. Even if Lalli isn't particularly worn out or tired, he currently feels even less inclined towards sexual touching than he usually does. Something about post-sex refractory periods, probably.]

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