Redheads do it better.

Ok, this is the same story that used to be Redheads DOES it better… My beloved beta, Birdie-chan, who this was written for, has been kind enough to beta this now. So this is simply the edited version =) If you’d like I’d be happy if you wrote a reply. I also like to say that this is simply the first in a series… The second one, Lilac and Blue, will be edited soon too and I’m working on part three.

I still don’t own BeyBlade, and it’s still YAOI, so… Don’t like boy+boy , don’t read.

Now, on with the story^^

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Tala walked through the London streets aimlessly. He had gotten sick of all the fan girls at the high price bar that he and the rest of the Demolition Boys had been at, and left. He couldn’t figure out why, usually he took advantage of as many girls as possible during one night. The whole team did that, they usually even had a competition on who got most girls per night. But tonight he had just felt sick at the sight of all the over-painted girls with their too short skirts.

Instead he had kept thinking about their upcoming game against the Majestics. After having Ian shout “boring” in his ear for three times he had got out of there.

He walked down the Themes, hands in the pockets of his jacket. His eyes fell on a seemingly run-down club called ‘Dungeon’. He smirked and steered his feet towards it; it seemed to fit in his mood completely. Run-down and dark.

He entered the club and realized that the exterior was somewhat misleading. Sure, the place was dark, but not at all run-down. Death metal was booming out of the speakers and to him it appeared that the people in there seemed to be one mass of black leather clothes and black coloured hair. But it still felt as if he should be here. He walked over to the bar, a girl dressed in a long black velvet dress with short, curly black hair, big green eyes and a lot of piercings served him a beer.

He leaned against the bar and let his eyes roam over the people around him and sipped his beer. He felt like some one was watching him, but couldn’t make out who or where this person was.

“Lost your way Tala?” A voice with a strong Scottish accent said to his right. Tala turned.

“Johnny. Why do you think I’m lost?”

“Because none of the girls here are stupid enough to let you do them over.”

“Is that a challenge?”

Johnny let out a low laugh.

“If you want to take it like that, then fine. Have a try. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Tala glared at the Scot and swallowed the remaining beer before turning towards a girl at the end of the bar. He walked over to her, only to soon be back at Johnny’s side with a burning cheek. Johnny and the female bartender were laughing hard.

“Come on, you look like you could use both an ice bag and a whiskey.” Johnny said and started to walk towards the back of the room and reluctantly Tala followed. They started to walk up some stairs.

“Where are we going?”

“My place, I live on the attic of this place.”

“You do? I thought you were from Glasgow?”

“My family is, I need a place of my own. A place less conservative.”

“So you choose a heavy metal bar?”

“Why not? I like the music and no one here cares that I’m gay, so it suits me
perfectly.”

“GAY?!”

“That was what I said, yes.”

Johnny opened a door and let Tala in. Tala couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of the apartment. It was a big room that contained a kitchen area in one corner and the rest was a combined living room/bed room. The furnitures were simple and odd. None of the chairs at the kitchen table were the same and so on, but in some weird way they all seemed to belong together anyway. Half of the ceiling was windows, revealing the dark sky and the full moon.

The place was breathtaking, even more so were the paintings that covered the walls and the one canvas that was still in progress. Almost all of them were pictures of the night in different ways.

“You did these?”

“Ay.” Johnny had gotten an ice bag and a glass of whiskey for the
Russian. “What did you say that made her punch you like that?”

“That redheads do it better.”

“True. But it wasn’t the most subtle line to pick up.”

”I’ve never needed subtle before.”

“That’s because the girls you screw have no brains, no self-esteem and no pride. What you and your team do is rather pathetic.”

“Pathetic?”

“Ay, you are no better then they are.”

“You’re saying that I’ve got no brain, no self-esteem and no pride?” Tala glared.

“Ay. If you’d had either one, you wouldn’t have to use those bimbos.”

“Then what are you suggesting I should do Johnny?”

“Find some one that poses a challenge for you, then I guarantee that the sex will be bloody brilliant.”

“Says someone who’s gay.”

“I’ve tried girls, it doesn’t work for me. Can you say the same? Have you tried
it with a guy? If not, then don’t judge.”

Tala thought about that as he sipped his whiskey and let his eyes wander, he felt Johnny’s eyes on him but refused to meet the Scot’s eyes.

If he had turned his head he would have realized that Johnny’s eyes were everywhere but on Tala’s face. He was taking in the appearance of the totally white dressed hot young man. Tala had a white ankle long jacket on and a pair of white latex pants and a knitted, white turtleneck sweater. Johnny understood why fan girls all over the world wanted to end up in the same bed as the Russian. The mere appearance was not however why Johnny wanted to bed Tala. No, he wanted the strong, arrogant blader to moan and beg, he wanted to break through all the layers that were covering the true beauty.

Finally Tala turned his head and couldn’t help but feel slightly dizzy at the sight of the other redhead. Johnny was wearing a pair of thrashed black jeans that showed a lot of the well trained, pale legs and a black, long sleewed mesh top, also revealing a lot of pale skin and a pierced nipple.

“You’re not too shy, are you Johnny?” He asked as he realized that the other boy was eying him.

“Nah, but you still haven’t answered. Have you tried it with a guy?”

“No… Never felt the need to…”

“But…?”

“What do you mean but?”

“That was what you wanted to say, wasn’t it?”

Johnny stepped closer and was pleased to find that Tala didn’t back away. He leaned forward and captured Tala’s lips for a swift kiss before pulling away and walking over to sit down on his queen sized bed.

“You’re free to leave if you want, Tala. But if you stay, you just might learn a thing or two.”

Tala placed the now empty glass and the melting ice bag on the coffee table and took off his jacket.

“I have no fucking clue as why I’m staying, McGregor, but I guess I’ll try everything once.”

He walked over to the bed, one hand on his hip. Johnny grabbed the other one and pulled him onto the bed, capturing his lips. Johnny nibbled his lower lip, asking for entrance, witch he reluctantly gave. All his doubts soon faded as Johnny’s tongue explored his mouth and the Scot’s hands slipped under his sweater.

Johnny’s fingers brushed over his left nipple and he couldn’t suppress a moan. Johnny let his lips move from Tala’s and they travelled along his jaw line, down over his neck and then up to his earlobe. Tala had never felt a greater turn on than when the Scot’s tongue twirled around the lobe before sucking on it lightly.

Johnny sat up and pulled off his own top and then roughly removed Tala’s turtleneck and then straddled the Russian. He kissed, licked and sucked the pale, sensitive neck, making Tala moan and writhe beneath him. He was enjoying making Tala wanting, the turn on of having the seemingly so cold youth arching his hips up towards him was the best one he’d ever had.

Johnny proceeded to letting his lips closing around one of the hardening nipples, getting a groan of anticipation from his soon to be lover.
He got off the bed, much to Tala’s displease.

“Where are you going?”

“Nowhere, but my jeans and boxers are.”

He swiftly removed the annoying clothes and laid back down beside Tala. He let his tongue play with Tala’s navel, making the other one arch his hips.
Johnny unzipped the latex pants and pulled them apart some, revealing the hard cock. He licked it and let his teeth scrape against the hard member before taking it into his mouth. Tala was panting and tossing his head from side to side.

“Oh… god… Johnny…”
He started to bob his head, sucking at the same time and making Tala moan even louder. Johnny enjoyed the taste of his lover, sweet and salty at the same time. He let his tongue play around the heated flesh, savouring every gasp and moan Tala was making.
He then let go of the wanting erection and once again straddled Tala.

“Why did you stop…?”

“Oh, but there is so much more I want to show you…”

He reached down between his legs and placed Tala’s cock at his entrance and slowly slid down on it. Tala’s eyes widened in shock and pleasure.

“Fuck, that feel’s good!”

“Better than a pussy?” Johnny said and rolled his hips.

“Fuck yes…!”

Tala’s eyes were fixed on the well-shaped chest above him and he sat up slightly to suck on the pierced nipple. The feeling of the metal on his tongue combined with the moan he was getting from Johnny almost made him go crazy and he fell down on the bed again.

Johnny rode the large cock slowly, making it hit his sweet spot over and over. He moaned and he felt Tala’s hands on his hips as Tala started to thrust up against him.

“God you’re good Tala!!”

“Johnny! I’m… I’m…com…”

Johnny had pulled away and got off of Tala who growled in disappointment.
Johnny pulled off Tala’s pants completely.

“I can’t have you come just yet.”

Before Tala could argue Johnny had started to lick his balls and then proceeded downwards. The soft, strong tongue circled Tala’s entrance and then pushed in. Tala moaned and closed his eyes. Meanwhile Johnny was working himself, coating his own throbbing member in precum as he prepared the virgin beneath him with his tongue. When he felt that they both where wet enough he positioned himself between Tala’s legs and as he pushed his cock into the wet tightness he kissed the Russian deeply to prevent him from screaming. Tears were trickling down Tala’s cheeks and he tried to get away. Johnny pinned Tala’s hands above his head and slowly rolled his hips, letting the virgin get used to the feeling. When he felt Tala relax some he broke the kiss.

“That fucking hurts Johnny!”

“Soon it won’t…”

He began to thrust slowly, Tala still whimpered in pain but soon the whimpers turned into moans and panting.

“Does it still hurt?”

“No…”

With that out of the way Johnny began to truly fuck the older redhead. He soon found Tala’s sweet spot and kept thrusting against it. Tala turned out to be a very loud lover, which only made Johnny more eager to fuck him into oblivions.

“You’re so fucking tight Tala!”

“Fuck! Johnny, god… Harder… Please…”

“Please what?”

“Fuck me harder…”

Johnny was only too happy to oblige and it didn’t take long until Tala covered them in semen. The orgasm made his tight ass even tighter as his muscles cramped and Johnny slammed into him one final time and filled him with cum.
As they had cleaned themselves up and crawled down under the covers Johnny had to ask.

“So, what do you say? Girls or guys?”

“Guys…” Tala said with a yawn.

They both fell asleep with a smile on their face.

***

On next the day Tala entered the hotel room he shared with the rest of his team, still smiling.

“Morning Captain.” Ian greeted. They were all awake, eating breakfast.

“Morning guys. Listen, I’m taking on Johnny tonight, Kai.”

“Why?”

“He poses a challenge for me…”

“Fine. So did you get laid last night?”

“Yeah… Yeah, I did.”

“How many?” Bryan asked.

“Just one.”

“What? Are you sick or something?” Kai frowned.

“Let’s just say that redheads do it better…” With that Tala headed for the shower, grinning to himself.