Hotboy Bebop: An Apollon Sexcapade
May 8, 2012 in All things Yaoi...
Though it seemed that nothing could break up Sentaro and Sarah Vaughn, he has set his sights on one of his best friends Kaoru. However, when he keeps these feelings hidden around him, Kaoru becomes hostile, especially since he thinks that Sentaro wants to take his Ritsuko away from him. But when Sentaro makes the first move, will Kaoru deny his love, or will he let his repressed feelings for Sentaro be known that night?
“I FINALLY DID IT! “
That’s what Kaoru’s mind had told him when he had locked lips with his beloved Ritsuko. However, these feelings were never reciprocated as she had her sights set on Sentaro, whose large biceps and even heftier erection had become much more promising than anything Kaoru’s bony body could ever aspire to have.
“W-why!?” Ritsuko gasped as her tears welled up, causing her to run away in emotional anguish. Kaoru was thoroughly upset, but this sorrow turned into anger as he saw Sentaro pass by.
“Who does he think he is, the dumb hulking bastard”, Kaoru had thought in envy over Ritsuko’s fancying of Sentaro. He had a smirk that was half goofy-half rapey as he shouted “YO KAORU, UP TO ANYTHING TODAY?”.
Kaoru clenched his fists and Sentaro’s collar. “YOU!” Kaoru exploded. “I don’t want to see you right now! In fact, whenever I’m around you, I feel that you don’t even care about me or anyone around you!” Kaoru’s inner psyche had been squeezed and pressed as tight as Sentaro’s pants.
This tantrum came full circle as Kaoru brought Sentaro’s family into the matter. Kaoru tried to run away, but Sentaro grabs onto Kaoru’s arm as he yelled to him “Come with me!” in an aggravated tone. “NO!” Kaoru insisted as he tries to shake from Sentaro’s kung-fu grip. “COME WITH ME, GODDAMMIT!” Sentaro snapped, yelling as if he destroyed wit’s end upon impact.
Thanks to his brute strength, Sentaro drags Kaoru back to his home and throws him on the ground. Kaoru asks frantically, “What the hell are you-
Sentaro had pressed his lips against Kaoru’s as the two share their very first kiss. Kaoru backs off flustered and blushing. “W-what’s going on!?” Kaoru exclaimed. “You’re going on”, quoth Sentaro as he pulled himself closer to Kaoru, knocking his fact into Kaoru’s glasses as he goes for the French kiss.
At first Kaoru was shocked beyond belief, but he soon gets into the heat of the moment as he closes his eyes and wraps his tongue around Sentaro’s, which is notably as strong as his physique.
“I thought you wanted to impress Sarah Vaughn when I gave you advice”, Kaoru gasped as he freed himself from Sentaro’s mouth. However, Sentaro is on a different page as he wanted to show that as a half-American child in post-war Japan, he wasn’t as blessed as Kaoru made him out to be.
Kaoru feels the weight of his words and guilt in his heart. “I have to make this up for you in some way!” Kaoru expressed. Sentaro gave a big, hearty laugh as he pulled Kaoru closer and whispered “You’re so cute when you’re angry, but the only thing I want is to show you that I care”.
His velvet Yoshimasa Hosoya voice is enough to get Kaoru in heat as he continues to make out with his burly friend. Sentaro reaches around Kaoru’s pants to shake them off as they both disrobe one another.
Now that both are nude, it makes it all the much easier for Kaoru to get a grip on Sentaro’s throbbing erection. “I may not be a percussionist, but I’ll do my best”, Kaoru says as he smiles & blushes while he lets Sentaro’s enlarged member take residence in Kaoru’s mouth.
“UNFF”, Sentaro grunts while Kaoru caresses his tongue under the most sensitive regions of his cock. Once his tongue hits behind the shaft, Sentaro gets even more heated as he bucks his hips down Kaoru’s throat.
Kaoru pulls back to gain some breath as well as jerk Sentaro’s size towards his face. “I’M GONNA-”, Sentaro utters as he can’t take anymore. Kaoru opens his mouth as several litres of Sentaro’s seed gushes into his mouth until it starts flooding from his mouth onto his chin. Kaoru gulps down any of Sentaro’s creamy white goodness that he could catch, noting its taste is akin to the watermelon that Sentaro prides himself on eating regularly.
If this was realistic, Sentaro would be entirely spent from Kaoru’s spicy blowjob, but this is a work of fiction, so that can only mean that Sentaro’s dripping, buldging dethkok of justice is ready for more.
Sentaro bends Kaoru over as he shoves his disco stick into Kaoru’s welcoming ass (he didn’t need lube to be able to fit it in cause this isn’t realistic, so by default, logic can suck it). Kaoru winces at first, clutching onto the tatami mat as he feels every inch of Sentaro’s wrinkle rod inside of him, but he soon gets addicted to the sensation and bucks his hips against Sentaro’s girth as he thrusts into his starfish. From that moment onward, they gave “Moanin’” a whole new meaning.
“S-sentaro-sama, I love you” Kaoru whispers as Sentaro lets out one last moan before pumping Kaoru full of his babbybatter, filling his rectum greedily with enough whitewater to make the Swanee River jealous.
Sentaro collapsed on top of Kaoru as he responded, “Kaoru, aishitemasu”. The two spent the rest of the night cuddled together as the two shared the cutest kiss ever.
The next day, their jazz band was set to play at the American bar Chez Whitey, a place where upcoming jazz artists could display their skills in front of boys and girls raised on the Rat Pack.
Sentaro’s clashing drums and Kaoru’s frantic piano made a combination that was as blissful as it was hectic. However, one drunk white guy named Rusty in the back did not appreciate their beautiful music. “STOP IT ALREADY!”
The man continued to shout “I CAN’T STAND THAT COON MUSIC! PLAY SOME WHITE JAZZ!” Sentaro was completely pissed that he would even suggest “white jazz” as he took his friend Jun’s trombone and shoved it up Rusty’s ass as Sentaro declared “Here’s your white jazz, beeyich”. Jun tried to settle the scene down by going through Harry Connick Jr.’s greatest hits, but the damage was done as Sentaro did an improvisation of Kenny G’s “Songbird” on the trombone wedged in Rusty’s sphincter.
Afterwards, Kaoru walks home with Sentaro as he sighs, “Geez Sentaro, you’re always so impulsive”. “Y’know, sometimes I just can’t help myself,” Sentaro smiles as he wraps his arm around the back of Kaoru’s head. “Just like I can’t help myself around you”. They both playfully chase each other until Kaoru is able to latch onto Sentaro’s back as he carries his bespectacled prince around for a night on the town,