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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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6,079
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45
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Witness
Chapter One: Witness
Warning: This chapter includes male masturbation, and blatant voyeurism. You have been warned.
A/N: I do not know where this story will take me, therefore there will be a comprehensive warning at the top of each chapter.
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Kira and Athrun had been living together for a couple of months now. It made sense. They were, after all, best friends, and they mutually enjoyed each other’s companionship. Then, of course, there were the associated economic benefits. Usually, they did everything together, from chores to dining.
Today, however, was different. A cryptic note from Kira was left on the counter for Athrun when he got home. The note essentially said he would be back for dinner, but little else. Athrun did not mind. Occasionally, he needed some quite time. Plopping onto the couch, he began to mindlessly flip through channels, eventually deciding TV was not the way to go. He put his favourite CD in the stereo, and played the music quietly. He pulled out a book and began reading.
Carefully placing the bookmark, Athrun closed the book and looked at the clock. It was already 6:30; close to supper time. It was Athrun’s turn to cook that night, but he had no ambition for that task at the moment. Deciding the solution was delivery, Athrun picked up the phone and ordered Chinese (from Kira’s favourite restaurant). After being informed the food would arrive in half an hour, Athrun made his way back to the couch. It was Friday night, but, feeling introverted, Athrun decided he wanted to stay home. Hopefully, he would be able to convince his friend to do the same. It had been a particularly strenuous week. Two tests and a major essay kept him awake late for many nights. He slowly drifted to sleep.
He had just fallen asleep when he was woken by the irritating buzzer, signalling the arrival of the food. He paid the delivery guy, but was stingy on the tip (being a bit irritable from being woken). After examining the clock, though, he didn’t feel bad. It was 7:30; the food was a half hour late. Realizing suddenly, Kira still was not home, he placed the food on the table and decided to wait. Eventually, his hunger overcame him, and he ate his half by himself in front of the TV. It was now well past the time Kira had said he would be home, however, Athrun was not particularly worried. He knew Kira could take care of himself. Admittedly, though, Athrun was a little surprised by his friend; Kira was usually very punctual. He decided to give him a call, just to see what he was doing. Somewhere in another room, Athrun could hear Kira’s ringtone. ‘He forgot his phone…’ thought Athrun, shocked but without concern. Usually, the phone was with Kira wherever he went. ‘Attached to Kira,’ Athrun corrected himself, grinning at his small joke.
Athrun felt the calling of the glowing TV, and guiltily went back to it. He could not honestly remember the last time he had been so lazy. It didn’t matter, he fell asleep shortly afterwards.
He woke with a start, a particularly shrill scream from the TV being the cause. He grumbled random curses at the “horrid piece…” and turned off the “…stupid thing”. He had been interrupted from a very pleasant dream, and now the outcome was lost forever.
Rolling off the couch and rubbing his eyes, Athrun examined to clock. It was one thirty, and still no sign of Kira. ‘Whatever…’ thought Athrun, slightly bitterly, still angry with the TV. It was a really good dream, one intimately involving the boy who was assigned as his lab partner. Athrun had known he was gay for a couple of years, ‘about seven…’ he thought to himself sheepishly. However, due to various political and personal reasons, he had yet to “out” himself.
He remembered he still had not showered, and thought it was time to get ready for bed. The shower was decidedly cold, but refreshing none the less.
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The deadbolt on the door clicked open, and Kira entered the pitch dark apartment. The TV was off, but there was a pillow on the floor and a blanket wadded in a ball at the end of the couch. Presently, he noticed the sound of the shower running in the background. He thought it was odd for Athrun to be showering so late, but, after locking the door behind him, entered the apartment and thought nothing of it.
He felt a sudden pang of guilt when he stepped into the kitchen. A half eaten meal was sitting on the table, still waiting for him. He decided he did not want to face Athrun, and would somehow make it up to him in the morning. He carefully put his shoes in the closet, trying to conceal them slightly. He slipped soundlessly into his room, leaving no evidence that he had returned.
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The shower lasted fifteen blissful minutes before Athrun had decided that he had had enough. He got out, and meticulously dried himself. He didn’t bother putting his clothes back on, and just slipped on his pair of black boxers. He placed the clothes in a hamper before leaving the bathroom. The bright bathroom lights created sharp contrast to the dark hallway, and rendered Athrun completely blind. He fumbled down the hallway, and returned to the couch.
There was still no sign of Kira. ‘He’s probably spending the night somewhere,’ reasoned Athrun. Turning on the TV, and muting the volume, Athrun resigned himself to a companionless night. He watched the hollow images flash before him, but his mind was elsewhere. He thought about being bored, which transformed to lonely, to not having a boyfriend, which finally transformed to him still being a virgin. ‘I’m so pathetic!’ he thought to himself. However, he had the apartment to himself, and decided that a good jerk could help relieve his stress, and the accumulated tension of several weeks of hard work.
He pulled his underwear down to his ankles, and began massaging himself slowly.
~~~~~~
The guilt was welling inside Kira to almost unbearable levels. He had heard the shower turn off about ten minutes before, and could only assume Athrun had gone to bed. Deciding that he needed to apologize, he got up silently and went to Athrun’s room. He knocked quietly before cracking the door open and peering inside. It was empty.
He became vaguely aware of a dim, flickering light coming from the livingroom. He crept over silently, deciding that if Athrun was asleep he would leave him alone. The scene he walked into nearly made him fall over backwards. Athrun’s head was hanging over the armrest of the couch. He eyes were wide shut, and his lips were slightly parted. Alternating gasps, moans, and very heavy breathing were audible. One of the boy’s hands were rubbing his chest, while the other, slowly and methodically, stroked his fully erected cock.
Kira turned around and quickly retreated to his own room. However, half way there he became suddenly aware of his own forming erection. It had been weeks since the last time he came, and months since he had been this horny. Slowly, he turned around.
He was careful to make sure he was deathly silent. When he returned, Athrun was massaging his balls, instead of his chest, and his other hand had not changed. Kira began to stroke himself through his pyjama pants. His breathing became slightly ragged, but other then that he was totally silent. Perhaps most surprising for Kira was that it wasn’t only Athrun’s masturbating that made him wild, but the look of sheer ecstasy inscribed on his face.
A thin sheen of sweat covered his friend’s body, and his light skin appeared to glow due to the light radiating from the ignored TV. Kira’s pace was quick, and rather rough. Especially when he compared it to the slow, deliberate movements Athrun was making. Occasionally, Kira would notice Athrun’s legs twitch slightly, but were restrained from greater movement by the boxers around his ankles. The blue haired boy’s spare hand now roamed freely across his entire body, but his eyes remained shut and oblivious. Kira was struggling to control his own moans as he employed his other hand, trying to mimic Athrun’s every movement.
Pumping himself harder and faster, Kira began to fear he would be caught. Not that he cared at this point. He was beginning to get close, and began pulling down gently on his balls. He leaned against the wall for support, hoping he did not make a sound. He could no longer hold it. Mustering all his strength, he barely suppressed his moan as he came. Paroxysms of orgasmic relief washed over him as he pulsed out waves of cum. He rode out the last of his orgasm, and finally allowed himself to breathe again. It had been by far one of the most satisfying orgasms Kira had ever experienced. He looked down to examine himself. The entire front of his pyjama pants were soaked, and he smelled strongly of cum and sweat. He desperately wanted to witness Athrun climax, but was afraid if he did he would be caught. Reluctantly, Kira retreated to his room, and silently closed the door.
~~~~~~
Meanwhile in the livingroom, Athrun was beginning to lose control. His carefully maintained pace was breaking down as he increased his speed greatly. He could feel the coil within himself winding. “Uhn, Uhaa… Kira!” he moaned before climaxing. Cum shot all over his chest, neck and arms, and undoubtedly on the couch. He had forgotten how good it felt to masturbate, and decided he should do it more often. ‘Or get a boyfriend…that would work too,’ he thought to himself.
He lied panting for a while, until a wave of exhaustion overtook him, and he fell asleep.
TBC…
A/N: Hello, my name is Winteraxe, and I am a huge Gundam Seed fan. After desperately waiting for new GS stories, and finding myself continually disappointed, I began writing. However, I will only continue to write if people review. Therefore, I beg you all to R&R.
Especially if you liked it! ;)
Warning: This chapter includes male masturbation, and blatant voyeurism. You have been warned.
A/N: I do not know where this story will take me, therefore there will be a comprehensive warning at the top of each chapter.
~~~~~~
Kira and Athrun had been living together for a couple of months now. It made sense. They were, after all, best friends, and they mutually enjoyed each other’s companionship. Then, of course, there were the associated economic benefits. Usually, they did everything together, from chores to dining.
Today, however, was different. A cryptic note from Kira was left on the counter for Athrun when he got home. The note essentially said he would be back for dinner, but little else. Athrun did not mind. Occasionally, he needed some quite time. Plopping onto the couch, he began to mindlessly flip through channels, eventually deciding TV was not the way to go. He put his favourite CD in the stereo, and played the music quietly. He pulled out a book and began reading.
Carefully placing the bookmark, Athrun closed the book and looked at the clock. It was already 6:30; close to supper time. It was Athrun’s turn to cook that night, but he had no ambition for that task at the moment. Deciding the solution was delivery, Athrun picked up the phone and ordered Chinese (from Kira’s favourite restaurant). After being informed the food would arrive in half an hour, Athrun made his way back to the couch. It was Friday night, but, feeling introverted, Athrun decided he wanted to stay home. Hopefully, he would be able to convince his friend to do the same. It had been a particularly strenuous week. Two tests and a major essay kept him awake late for many nights. He slowly drifted to sleep.
He had just fallen asleep when he was woken by the irritating buzzer, signalling the arrival of the food. He paid the delivery guy, but was stingy on the tip (being a bit irritable from being woken). After examining the clock, though, he didn’t feel bad. It was 7:30; the food was a half hour late. Realizing suddenly, Kira still was not home, he placed the food on the table and decided to wait. Eventually, his hunger overcame him, and he ate his half by himself in front of the TV. It was now well past the time Kira had said he would be home, however, Athrun was not particularly worried. He knew Kira could take care of himself. Admittedly, though, Athrun was a little surprised by his friend; Kira was usually very punctual. He decided to give him a call, just to see what he was doing. Somewhere in another room, Athrun could hear Kira’s ringtone. ‘He forgot his phone…’ thought Athrun, shocked but without concern. Usually, the phone was with Kira wherever he went. ‘Attached to Kira,’ Athrun corrected himself, grinning at his small joke.
Athrun felt the calling of the glowing TV, and guiltily went back to it. He could not honestly remember the last time he had been so lazy. It didn’t matter, he fell asleep shortly afterwards.
He woke with a start, a particularly shrill scream from the TV being the cause. He grumbled random curses at the “horrid piece…” and turned off the “…stupid thing”. He had been interrupted from a very pleasant dream, and now the outcome was lost forever.
Rolling off the couch and rubbing his eyes, Athrun examined to clock. It was one thirty, and still no sign of Kira. ‘Whatever…’ thought Athrun, slightly bitterly, still angry with the TV. It was a really good dream, one intimately involving the boy who was assigned as his lab partner. Athrun had known he was gay for a couple of years, ‘about seven…’ he thought to himself sheepishly. However, due to various political and personal reasons, he had yet to “out” himself.
He remembered he still had not showered, and thought it was time to get ready for bed. The shower was decidedly cold, but refreshing none the less.
~~~~~~
The deadbolt on the door clicked open, and Kira entered the pitch dark apartment. The TV was off, but there was a pillow on the floor and a blanket wadded in a ball at the end of the couch. Presently, he noticed the sound of the shower running in the background. He thought it was odd for Athrun to be showering so late, but, after locking the door behind him, entered the apartment and thought nothing of it.
He felt a sudden pang of guilt when he stepped into the kitchen. A half eaten meal was sitting on the table, still waiting for him. He decided he did not want to face Athrun, and would somehow make it up to him in the morning. He carefully put his shoes in the closet, trying to conceal them slightly. He slipped soundlessly into his room, leaving no evidence that he had returned.
~~~~~~
The shower lasted fifteen blissful minutes before Athrun had decided that he had had enough. He got out, and meticulously dried himself. He didn’t bother putting his clothes back on, and just slipped on his pair of black boxers. He placed the clothes in a hamper before leaving the bathroom. The bright bathroom lights created sharp contrast to the dark hallway, and rendered Athrun completely blind. He fumbled down the hallway, and returned to the couch.
There was still no sign of Kira. ‘He’s probably spending the night somewhere,’ reasoned Athrun. Turning on the TV, and muting the volume, Athrun resigned himself to a companionless night. He watched the hollow images flash before him, but his mind was elsewhere. He thought about being bored, which transformed to lonely, to not having a boyfriend, which finally transformed to him still being a virgin. ‘I’m so pathetic!’ he thought to himself. However, he had the apartment to himself, and decided that a good jerk could help relieve his stress, and the accumulated tension of several weeks of hard work.
He pulled his underwear down to his ankles, and began massaging himself slowly.
~~~~~~
The guilt was welling inside Kira to almost unbearable levels. He had heard the shower turn off about ten minutes before, and could only assume Athrun had gone to bed. Deciding that he needed to apologize, he got up silently and went to Athrun’s room. He knocked quietly before cracking the door open and peering inside. It was empty.
He became vaguely aware of a dim, flickering light coming from the livingroom. He crept over silently, deciding that if Athrun was asleep he would leave him alone. The scene he walked into nearly made him fall over backwards. Athrun’s head was hanging over the armrest of the couch. He eyes were wide shut, and his lips were slightly parted. Alternating gasps, moans, and very heavy breathing were audible. One of the boy’s hands were rubbing his chest, while the other, slowly and methodically, stroked his fully erected cock.
Kira turned around and quickly retreated to his own room. However, half way there he became suddenly aware of his own forming erection. It had been weeks since the last time he came, and months since he had been this horny. Slowly, he turned around.
He was careful to make sure he was deathly silent. When he returned, Athrun was massaging his balls, instead of his chest, and his other hand had not changed. Kira began to stroke himself through his pyjama pants. His breathing became slightly ragged, but other then that he was totally silent. Perhaps most surprising for Kira was that it wasn’t only Athrun’s masturbating that made him wild, but the look of sheer ecstasy inscribed on his face.
A thin sheen of sweat covered his friend’s body, and his light skin appeared to glow due to the light radiating from the ignored TV. Kira’s pace was quick, and rather rough. Especially when he compared it to the slow, deliberate movements Athrun was making. Occasionally, Kira would notice Athrun’s legs twitch slightly, but were restrained from greater movement by the boxers around his ankles. The blue haired boy’s spare hand now roamed freely across his entire body, but his eyes remained shut and oblivious. Kira was struggling to control his own moans as he employed his other hand, trying to mimic Athrun’s every movement.
Pumping himself harder and faster, Kira began to fear he would be caught. Not that he cared at this point. He was beginning to get close, and began pulling down gently on his balls. He leaned against the wall for support, hoping he did not make a sound. He could no longer hold it. Mustering all his strength, he barely suppressed his moan as he came. Paroxysms of orgasmic relief washed over him as he pulsed out waves of cum. He rode out the last of his orgasm, and finally allowed himself to breathe again. It had been by far one of the most satisfying orgasms Kira had ever experienced. He looked down to examine himself. The entire front of his pyjama pants were soaked, and he smelled strongly of cum and sweat. He desperately wanted to witness Athrun climax, but was afraid if he did he would be caught. Reluctantly, Kira retreated to his room, and silently closed the door.
~~~~~~
Meanwhile in the livingroom, Athrun was beginning to lose control. His carefully maintained pace was breaking down as he increased his speed greatly. He could feel the coil within himself winding. “Uhn, Uhaa… Kira!” he moaned before climaxing. Cum shot all over his chest, neck and arms, and undoubtedly on the couch. He had forgotten how good it felt to masturbate, and decided he should do it more often. ‘Or get a boyfriend…that would work too,’ he thought to himself.
He lied panting for a while, until a wave of exhaustion overtook him, and he fell asleep.
TBC…
A/N: Hello, my name is Winteraxe, and I am a huge Gundam Seed fan. After desperately waiting for new GS stories, and finding myself continually disappointed, I began writing. However, I will only continue to write if people review. Therefore, I beg you all to R&R.
Especially if you liked it! ;)