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Wake Up Call 3	By : TechnoRanma Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5441 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Beyblade or these
characters, and I’m not making any money off of this fanfic.

Ranma’s Author’s Notes: Last lemon I’m gonna
write for a while, then I’ll focus on the fics I haven’t been writing to.
End of the ‘Wake Up Call’ series… unless people want another
installment... Read the first two stories before this one!! NC-17 descriptions
and situations!

Wake Up Call 3

Tyson was dozing, his face pressed into the pillow. He was
awake on time for once, although barely. He knew he should get up before one of
the others came in to wake him up, but it was way too comfortable to
leave the cozy bed. A nice cool breeze was drifting through the open window,
creating a relaxing atmosphere to the otherwise warm hotel room. The midnight
haired teen stretched lazily in his bed and then turned on his side snuggling
back into the soft covers.

The Bladebreakers had won the Australian world
Championships a day ago. It was a hard battle, going up against the new Russian
team (this time kids not being controlled by Biovolt) but in the Tyson
had managed to beat their best player and they were the World Champion
beybladers once more!

It had been such a thrill after winning. All of them,
Kenny, Max, Ray and even Kai had been so happy.

Actually, especially Kai.

Tyson felt a fierce blush heat his cheeks and he couldn’t
stop a wide grin from appearing on his face as he remembered.

After winning the match, he’d gotten enthusiastic hugs
from everyone and then he had turned around and found himself face to face with
his team captain. Kai was so close and staring into him. The look was so…so
intense, Tyson had wondered if he had managed to get Kai angry at him somehow,
but then the older teen had smiled – really truly smiled – and he’d
felt butterflies flutter madly in his stomach.

Kai’s hands came up swiftly to hold his shoulders and the
taller boy had leaned in very close, his eyes looking over Tyson’s face
with… had it been affection? Admiration?

He’d felt his palms begin to get clammy and all he had
been able to think about was the small space between them and how he could close
it, grab Kai and kiss him madly in front of the whole stadium. But he didn’t
want to do just that – he’d really wanted to rip Kai’s belt off and make
those baggy pants and boxers fall to his ankles –

But he hadn’t been able to finish those thoughts because
Kai had leaned in even closer and his arms had encircled him and it was like he
was going to kiss Tyson… but he just stopped. His team captain’s eyes were
half-lidded and his face was shadowed by his thick bangs. And before Tyson had
known what had happened, Kai had pulled him into a hug and the duel-haired teen
had rested his head against his own, squeezing him gently before breaking away
completely and turning a split second later, disappearing into the crowd of
jumping and cheering people at the championships.

If he had been happy before that, then Tyson had been
absolutely on cloud nine after Kai had hugged him. He had been sure that his
face must have been completely red, and the silly smile he’d been wearing
hadn’t left until he had crashed into bed that night. It had been
disappointing that Kai had vanished from the stadium, and he hadn’t seen him
all of yesterday either, but the Bladebreaker’s flight out from Australia was
later today, so then maybe he would be able to tell his team captain that
he…that he…

‘That I love him…’ Tyson thought with a wide
smile. ‘And that I dream about him all the time, and I wanna do what
we do to each other in them…’

The midnight haired teen grinned to himself and bit his
lip, closing his eyes as he tried to remember the feel of Kai’s arms around
him. That quickly led to him imagining what Kai’s bare skin would feel like
under his fingertips, against his lips… inside his mouth…up his…

Tyson’s blue eyes opened as he heard the door to the room
open and close, and then a voice sounded from behind him. “Tyson, time to get
up.”

Tyson’s eyes widened and his heart suddenly started to
beat a faster. ‘Kai.’ He was glad he was facing away from the
doorway, because he could feel his cheeks flushing. He quickly shut his eyes and
pretended to be asleep, not wanting to get up from the comfortable bed, and not
ready to face Kai just yet.

It was very hot in Australia because it was summer time,
but Tyson felt a chill of excitement run through him as he listened to Kai’s
footsteps come closer. Tyson could tell when his team captain stopped right
behind him, beside the bed. The hairs on the back of his neck raised in a
prickling sensation and those familiar butterflies fluttered in his stomach as
Kai studied his form. Could he tell he was awake? What would he say if he could?

“Are you awake?”

‘Oh my god.’ Tyson fought back a gasp. His
abdomen trembled in lust at the sound of Kai’s sexy voice in his ear. He
suddenly felt the temperature of the room, and the heat did not help the
situation Kai had created with just three words any more. Tyson felt so hot, his
shorts seemed tight on him and drops of sweat began to run down his thighs. He
felt himself begin to get aroused as all his little fantasies rushed into his
mind. His pulse sped up as his erection stretched out to the front of his boxer
shorts.

‘Please, please, please let Kai leave!’
Tyson thought desperately as he struggled to look like he was sleeping
peacefully. Inwardly, he was praying that Kai would just decide to let him
continue sleeping, but Tyson knew it was a slim chance that Kai would ever do
that. What if Kai’s good mood had worn off? Although he had been much happier
lately, and Tyson had noticed Kai looking at him a lot…

But that didn’t change the fact that the older teen was
still in the room, very close by, and had the intention of waking him up.

Kai’s wake up calls were always a bucket of cold water,
but it hadn’t come yet. The taller teen still seemed to be studying him.

Tyson felt his hard on twitch at the though of exposure and
the world champion could only hope that Kai didn’t notice his raging
erection…

Suddenly the midnight haired teen heard the rustling of
cloth from behind him and two light thumps hit the floor. Tyson furrowed his
eyebrows for a second in confusion.

The sheet that had been covering him was lifted up and the
mattress creaked and caved in slightly as a second weight was put onto the bed.
Tyson nearly jumped up in shock when Kai’s muscled arm snaked around him and
pulled him back against that hard chest. That sort of bare chest…

Tyson’s eyes flew open and he was sure everyone in the
whole country could hear his heart pounding right then. Underneath the bed
sheets the younger teen’s tanned hands flexed, wanting to shoot down from
their curled position and cover his erection and hide it further from view. ‘Wh-why’s
he shirtless!’ Tyson thought wildly, his eyes screwing shut. ‘And
why’s he hugging me… not that I don’t love it but – he’ll see my-’

A hand was placed against his stomach, dangerously close to
the waistband of his boxer shorts.

“Heh… you’re a bad boy, Tyson.” Kai’s voice was
husky and right in his ear, those sensual lips brushing the skin and Tyson felt
his whole body flush uncontrollably. His stomach, where Kai’s large hand
rested, was quivering at the heavy touch and he was painfully aware of the
arousal in between his legs.

‘O-oh god…!!’ Tyson mentally hollered. He was
confused, shocked, happy, and extremely turned on.

The hand moved lower swiftly, and Tyson’s body betrayed
him, jerking when Kai’s hand smoothed over the large bulge in his boxer
shorts. The midnight haired teen sucked in a breath and held it, his legs and
arms shaking almost imperceptibly as he tried to keep up the appearance of being
asleep. What would Kai do if he found out he were awake? And… what was he
going to do if he thought he was still sleeping?

All coherent thoughts flew from Tyson’s mind when Kai
rubbed his hand over the front of his shorts, carefully feeling his erection.

Kai face nuzzled his neck and then he whispered playfully
into Tyson’s hair. “You’re so hard…”

Tyson’s mouth went dry, and he breathed unevenly through
his nose. ‘He knows I’m awake. What’s he doing, he’s… he’s…!!’
The midnight haired teen felt sweat trickle down his temple and he cock throb at
the feel of Kai’s hand on him. He wanted to push into that touch so badly. His
inner thighs and groin were flushed with the heat of the room, and the pleasure
he was receiving from the one he had always wanted it from…

The older teen’s large hand slipped further in between
his legs, cupping Tyson’s manhood underneath the sheets, and squeezing
lightly. “You sleep like the dead, Tyson… but other… parts… of you seem
to like this.” Kai said, but Tyson barely heard it. The increasing pressure
was threatening to make Tyson moan out loud, but then Kai’s hand slipped away
from his erection and brushed over his hips and side to settle over one of
Tyson’s smaller hands.

‘Oh…’ Tyson felt tears of happiness start to
form in his closed eyes as his captain’s fingers loosely threaded with his
suddenly limp ones, clasping their hands together.

Kai planted a small kiss on Tyson’s neck, and the world
champion shivered in joy, his mouth curving into a little smile. The duel-haired
teen leaned onto Tyson more, spooning around the smaller boy, and Tyson quickly
schooled his features to appear as if he were asleep.

Kai’s voice was dark, teasing and coloured with amusement
as he spoke into his t-shirt covered shoulder, his lips brushing against the
cloth feeling ticklish against his skin. “Do you dream about sex every night,
Tyson?”

Abruptly, precum erupted from the head of Tyson’s cock at
that sentence, and he couldn’t help it as his legs shifted, and his fingers
entangled with Kai’s twitched. Tyson could feel his boxers begin to get wet
where the tip of his erection was pressed into the fabric, and it was impossible
to keep his breathing slow.

‘I…I’ve never heard him sound like this…’
Kai thought he was still asleep? Hadn’t he given it away yet? But, the older
teen didn’t seem to think anything of it though, seeming to believe that Tyson
wasn’t awake even with the small movements. ‘Does he know what he’s doing
to me?’

Kai’s mouth was on his cheek, a gentle kiss being placed
against Tyson’s baby soft skin. He felt Kai’s long light-coloured bangs
tickle his closed eyelids and the older teen clutched his body even closer from
behind. “…Because…” Kai continued, his voice very low in his ear. “I
dream about you…”

At those quiet words, Tyson felt as if his whole body had
been transformed into live fire. And then Kai let go of his hand, and reached
down, sliding his warm fingers underneath the waistband of his boxers and
pulling it down, freeing his raging arousal, now only hidden from Kai’s view
by the sheets of the hotel bed. Kai’s hand trailed behind him and slipped the
shorts down his perk rear end, then glided between his thighs to push the
offending article of clothing down and off. Tyson’s pulse sped up and he
nearly opened his eyes when Kai’s voice reverberated into him again.

“I know I said I would wait… but I can’t keep my
hands off of you…”

Kai’s words were hoarse with want. That hand in between
his legs was so close to his erection, and Tyson’s tongue curled in his mouth
in desire when is slid up and down, caressing his left thigh. ‘Oh god…’
The hand slipped away and immediately gripped his cock. Precum dripped from the
slit of his tip uncontrollably at the sensation, and Kai stroked upwards, the
pad of his thumb rubbing the pink head gently.

It was lucky that he was facing away from Kai, because this
time Tyson’s dark blue eyes did fly open.

Kai, unaware of this, moved his face to burrow into
Tyson’s thick midnight ponytail, inhaling deeply. The team captain smirked to
himself as his tapped the tip of Tyson’s cock with his index finger and then
rubbed it into the slit. He enjoyed the way Tyson’s body had begun trembling
and more precum was leaking from his impressive manhood onto his fingers. He
pulled his hand away, throwing the sheet back in the process, pleased when a
small whimper came from the sleeping boy, and licked his finger tasting
Tyson’s essence.

When he had seen Tyson in the bed, he had meant to wake him
up… He hadn’t meant to touch him like those other times… but he couldn’t
help himself. This was the last day, that they would be away on the Beyblading
Championships – which, they had won, thanks to Tyson – and he was… scared.
He was scared that when they flew back to Japan, he wouldn’t be able to be
near Tyson again. He just wanted once more chance to make love to his angel,
even if he still didn’t know about his feelings…

Kai had also meant to tell Tyson that he loved him. He had
meant to do it after the younger teen had won his match… he had gotten very
close to doing it… but the words wouldn’t leave his mouth.

His clothes lay on a pile on the floor beside the bed, and
his cock was fully erect between his legs. Tyson’s back was pressed against
his chest, but their lower bodies were separated. Tyson’s tight little butt
was a few tempting inches away from his weeping manhood. He couldn’t see
Tyson’s face, but he knew that the other teen must be sleeping, because it was
much earlier that he usually got up for the day.

Kai let his hand fall back onto Tyson’s right side, and
then slipped it up underneath that yellow t-shirt, feeling the smooth skin of
that chest, then brushing his fingers over the younger teen’s nipples.

Tyson gasped inaudibly and arched his back helplessly into
the touch. And then Kai’s hand trailed back down to hold his straining
erection and began to jerk him off. The very idea of where Kai’s hand was and
what he was doing was mind-blowing and he felt himself getting closer to release
faster than he ever had before. When Tyson touched himself, his hand was a
familiar thing, but Kai’s was slightly calloused, touching him differently,
and it felt extremely pleasurable stroking the quaking shaft of his hard cock.

‘That’s it…’ Tyson thought hazily. ‘I
don’t care if he finds out I’m not asleep.’ The midnight haired teen
began to rock his hips with the movement of Kai’s strokes, his eyes open and
watching as Kai gave him a hand job.

His hands clenched in the bed sheets and his head pressed
into the pillow, he dimly registered it as Kai kissed the back of his sweating
neck a few times. Tyson’s eyes were glued to the sight of his flushed cock
being pumped by his team captain’s hand, the thumb occasionally rubbing over
the sensitive dark pink head, smearing the precum dripping from the slit. His
breath was coming in pants and somewhere in the back of his mind Tyson wondered
how Kai could still think he was asleep. And then, even that thought was
erased when the older boy’s index finger rubbed at the small triangle of skin
on the underside of his cock tip.

“Aah!!” Tyson cried out in ecstasy, throwing his head
back with his eyes tightly shut, onto Kai’s right shoulder. ‘I-I’m
gonna cum…!!’ Was the only thought he could form as he felt his balls
tighten, ready to shoot his load…

And then Kai completely pulled his hand away, leaving Tyson
with his body arched against Kai’s chest still bucking his hips forward, but
with no completion.

“As much as I love to have you writhing…” Kai said,
his voice breathy and erotic in Tyson’s right ear, “I need you, right now.”

Kai shift his hips forward and Tyson felt his team
captain’s slick and hard cock nestle in between the lobes of his ass.

“Uhn…!” Tyson gasped out quietly as Kai began to hump
his behind slowly, rubbing his hard shaft against his tanned skin.

And then before he had any idea of what had happened, Tyson
fell onto his back against the soft mattress, and Kai was hovering over him, his
legs and arms on either side trapping him. The duel-haired blader’s mouth
immediately descended upon the smaller teen’s kissing him feverishly.

Tyson’s eyes were wide open as Kai kissed his mouth
roughly. Kai had his eyes tightly closed in passion, and his captain’s tongue
slipped between his lips when Tyson’s mouth opened under the assault. He
relaxed, letting his eyes slip closed, and just let Kai kiss him.

Heat was flowing off of the older boy’s body in waves and
Tyson felt a drop of liquid, probably sweat, drip from Kai’s temple above him
and onto his round cheek. Kai’s tongue was stroking against his own hotly,
plundering his mouth. Throwing away any lingering restraints, Tyson let his own
tongue touch Kai’s back and opened his mouth wider, a moan escaping as Kai
angled his head to kiss him more deeply.

Soon Kai began to get tired of supporting his weight and
lowered himself onto Tyson’s body, their erections sliding against each other
at the move.

“Uuh!” Kai groaned out into Tyson’s mouth and he
broke away kissing a path down his midnight haired boy’s neck and then burying
his face into Tyson’s t-shirt clad shoulder. He could feel Tyson’s legs
quivering from the sensations his sleeping body had been caught up in. His hips
rocked against Tyson’s, letting his cock rub the younger boy’s most private
area as he tried to desperately catch his breath from kissing him so
passionately. He had been unable to stop. Just like he couldn’t stop…

“Aah, oh!” Tyson squeaked out, his erection dripping
freely. Kai’s massive cock was rubbing mercilessly against his own between
their bodies, trapping in the heat as their precum mixed together creating
pleasurable lubrication.

Kai’s head was heavy on his shoulder, and he felt more
drops of sweat begin to wet his t-shirt, but… ‘He’s sweating so much
– What’s…’ Something suddenly flashed through Tyson’s
pleasure-fogged mind when a shudder wracked Kai’s flushed body on top of his
own. ‘He’s crying…’

Kai blinked his eyes feeling hot tears slip down his
cheeks. His erection was straining for release, but he stilled the motion of his
hips. Tyson’s breathing was harsh beside him, and he nuzzled his face into
that yellow t-shirt to dry away his tears. ‘I can’t tell him when he’s
awake… but maybe…before we have to go back…I…’

The team captain of the Bladebreakers brought his mouth to
the midnight haired teen’s ear and whispered hoarsely. “I…I love you,
Tyson…”

Carefully Kai pushed himself up, wanting to look at
Tyson’s attractive face for a while. He smiled at that sleeping face and his
eyes shimmered.

And then Tyson’s beautiful deep blue eyes opened and were
sparkling right back as he stared up into Kai’s auburn-coloured ones.

“You do, Kai?” Tyson asked cutely.

For an instant, time stopped.

“I-!!” Kai sucked in a breath and jerked back, his eyes
wide in complete fear and shock. Tyson’s arms suddenly came to life and
wrapped around the older teen’s body, pulling his chest down against his own.
The midnight haired teen then wrapped a leg around Kai’s waist, grinding his
erect cock up into the older boy’s.

“Oh fuck! Aah!” Kai cried out. Their cocks were aiming
at each other and on another quick grind, the tips of their erections bumped
together. And then one of Tyson’s hands had slipped from around his back to
grip both of their cocks, holding the heads in place pressing into one another.

“O-o-aahh!!!!” Kai nearly screamed, his face burrowing into Tyson’s neck.
His breath was coming in fast, desperate pants and his large hands were fisting
in the pillows Tyson’s head rested on.

“I-is this a-ah! A d-dream?” Kai stuttered
incoherently.

Tyson grinned and threw his head back as pleasure wracked
his body, the source of it his hand holding his throbbing manhood and Kai’s
down in between their legs.

“A-aah!! No…” Tyson panted out. “You’re aa-awake…!”

Letting his leg slip from around Kai’s hips, Tyson
brought his other hand down and started to fondle Kai’s balls. His captain
gasped into his neck, and it spurred the world champion on. Tyson then began to
pump his hand up and down both of their arousals, letting his palm rub firmly
against straining flesh. Precum erupted from Kai’s pink tip and ran down
Tyson’s erection, his jerking hand coating both of them. The younger teen’s
other hand then gave Kai’s sack a little squeeze before darting down to play
with his own balls, his other hand still pumping.

The two beybladers groaned and Kai’s legs were shaking as
he struggled to keep still through Tyson’s ministrations. His whole body had
broken out into a sweat and his bare chest was shuddering, his nipples rubbing
against the fabric of Tyson’s t-shirt.

Tyson was in pure ecstasy as he jerked Kai and himself off
at the same time. He couldn’t see it, but as his small hands worked in between
their hips, he could feel how large and stiff Kai’s erect organ was. He rubbed
the pads of his fingers on both his hands in circles around the pink tips of
their cocks. Kai let out a cry into his shoulder and Tyson pumped his hands
faster up Kai’s shaft and his own, sometimes caressing their balls. The heads
of their arousals still swept against each other, precum leaking endlessly from
the slits. Tyson bit his lip, his own erection was quivering and his climax was
coming soon.

And then Kai let go one fist from the pillows and reached
shakily between them and his hand joined Tyson’s in stroking their cocks.

“AAH!!” Tyson screamed out and his hips thrust upwards,
his cum shooting from the tip of his erection and splashing onto their hands.

“T-TYSON!” Kai shouted as he came a second later, the
white liquid covering Tyson’s stomach. The team captain’s legs gave out and
he collapsed against the younger blader in exhaustion after his orgasm.

Tyson’s hands were trapped in between their groins, as
well as Kai’s as they lay there panting and sweating, pressed against each
other on the hotel bed. Tyson’s long bangs were plastered to his forehead and
his yellow t-shirt clung to his upper body uncomfortably with sweat, but he had
never been as happy as he was right then.

‘This is better than any ‘cloud nine’…’
Tyson thought blissfully.

Kai was completely drained, his body refusing to listen to
his commands of getting up, but he managed to push himself slightly up with his
free hand, hardly daring to look Tyson in the face, but having to know that…

Kai stared down into Tyson’s blue eyes. The room was
silent, and smelled of sex, heat and the Australian summer. The duel-haired teen
managed to say something.

“…That…” Kai spoke, his voice thick. Tyson smiled
widely, his eyebrows angled down deviously, and the team captain almost lost his
nerve, but he continued, with a small smile of his own. “That was your wake up
call, Tyson.”

Tyson slowly slid his hands from in between their bodies,
and they both shivered, Kai following suit. The midnight haired teen then leaned
up and placed a kiss on Kai’s lips, which the older boy immediately returned.
When they broke apart, Tyson was blushing and grinning again before he replied.

“Why didn’t you do it sooner?”

End.
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