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Yzma (pronounced “e’s-ma” like from the emperor’s new groove) sat on the mattress of he and his partners shared bed, diligently working on a new script for his college class to re-enact. Yes he was a college theater/drama professor, and even an actor himself, very talented though he preferred to teach rather than act. His stage presence was very rare.
As he wrapped up his very long script of thirty-two pages (he thinks his students will do well) his beloved emerged from the now steamy bathroom. A bathrobe covering his now oiled and shiny smooth skin, slippers on as to not dampen the carpet, and a fresh towel drying his hair.
Yzma watched in awe as he always did whenever the opportunity to watch his lover blessed him. Though today, it seemed his lovers skin tinted a little more red than usual. He wondered why the man seemed to look so flustered and clumsy tonight, dropping the bottle of hand lotion that sat on their dresser.
“Oh.” The boys face warmed up more.
“Are feeling alright Jun?” Yzma questioned, setting his laptop atop the bedside table.
Yzma didn’t think he could but Jun reddened even more at the question.
“Yes.” he simply replied.
For some hindsight, Jun and Yzma were high-school sweethearts who made it though long distance during their college years abroad. They were made for each other, coming very far as a couple and each having respectable jobs now. Jun— a successful business owner of a small bakery in the heart of town that now has 126 different locations across the continent of North America. And Yzma— a talented actor through the years, appearing as a main cast in many franchises, advertisements, and broadway, who’s now settled at an ivy league university to teach others his magic.
Their story was a classic, the bad boy delinquent who fell for the kind and nerdy kid who never failed a class and became valedictorian. They had a best friends kind of relationship, teasing and play fighting whenever they could, wondering how they were never friends until now. Even though Jun thinks he fell harder, Yzma had loved the man since the beginning of their middle school years. The only arguments they’ve ever gotten into were slight misunderstandings and who pays the bill on their dates.
Their parents? Well Yzma’s parents loved their son, there’s nothing he could do to change that, not even homosexuality, though Juns coming out wasn’t so easy, in fact it never happened. He had to keep that part of him a secret, even as he dated Yzma during their junior year, always lying his way out of trouble with his mother who didn’t play with any of that. His father was easier to talk to, but he was safer not coming out to them at all until he had a stable income and moved out for college.
Of course they found out later on through national television when Yzma’s wedding was announced, that raised an uproar throughout the country, desperate fangirls who’s hopes of marrying him instead were crushed in an instant, while most fanboys bashed him a little but were quickly shut up by his ever supporting fans.
Jun got more attention through Yzma’s wedding as he was kept hidden from the public— not intentionally, the guy just loved chilling at home, so when his parents figured out the truth behind his silent escape, they immediately phoned him, asking why he never told them, as he explained his side of the story, his mother erupted into tears, apologizing profusely for her behavior that led him to think he couldn’t tell her anything. Acknowledging that her mindset used to be controlling and unfair and that she accepted her son no matter what, his father agreeing.
Their relationship was a dream come true, a happily ever after if you will, although.. there was just one thing that hindered it from being absolutely magnificent.
And that was their sex life.
And that there was absolutely no life in it.
You see, Yzma was a patient man, he’d long lost his virginity but sex was never a must have in his daily life. He was content with or without it given he and Juns love languages were quality time. He did have thoughts once or twice in a while about bedding Jun but he wanted it to be on Juns accord, never his. He knew Jun was a virgin, after 6 years of dating and 10 months of marriage it’s gotten easier overtime to deal with his sexual urges that rarely came.
But for Jun, he realizes how long it’s been, how curious he is to know the feeling of satisfaction with the man he loves. It itches his skin just to know even a fraction of that euphoric feeling that’s always described when the subject of sex is brought up.
He never meant to keep his virginity at all, in fact he hoped Yzma would take it himself during their honeymoon, but now it’s been 10 months since the wedding and he was a little irked.
Did Yzma not want to do it with him? Was he not sexually appealing enough? Which he honestly could answer for himself… or did Yzma just not get hard for him? He never payed attention enough and wondered if maybe his man was just waiting for him instead.
But that sparked another problem, Jun knew nothing about sex, he didn’t even know how to set the mood to even hint at wanting it. He was also deathly insecure of his actions, a fresh beginner like himself would never be able to make Yzma cum. And he knows Yzma’s had lots of experience from the rumors in high school. It practically drove him insane on how he should go about this.
Which brings us to the present time, Jun had showered and prepped himself as best as he could, telling himself that tonight would be the night, no matter what.
With that motivation in hand he walked out the bath confidently, until he caught glimpse of his gorgeous husband, how did he never see just how… smashable he looked, excuse his language. That spiked his nerves up again, he gulped deeply, breathing in manually, and approached the dresser for the hand lotion in attempt to look smooth.
But of course luck wasn’t on his side and his shaking hands dropped the bottle. A slight pink paints his face and he goes to pick it up, Yzma already questioning him on his well-being.
Answering his question he quickly used the lotion and sat on his side of the bed.
He knew Yzma suspected something by now, he usually wasn’t this shy, and loved talking about any and everything with Yzma, it was their thing to have “midnight rants” but not tonight, Jun had other plans, and it involved a good dicking down, he hoped. Blushing at his own thoughts.
“Want me to dry your hair?” Yzma offered with a smile, Jun smiled back, loving how caring his husband was, always making him feel so special and appreciated, why hasn’t he given his ass up until now? He’s greatly disappointed in himself, the man deserves every inch of his body.
“Mhm.” Jun moved to sit in between Yzma’s lap, relaxing into his husbands chest.
As Yzma rubbed the damp towel around his head, Jun bit his lip, popping a question that he hoped would set the mood.
“So um… wanna make-out?” he sheepishly asked, he didn’t think they’ve ever heavily made out before, which again, sad, he thought. He had a hunk of a man and was letting his youthful stamina rot. Gosh he hated himself now.
Yzma snorted out a laugh, “Oh yeah? What’s the occasion?” he asked.
“Does there have to be one?” Jun tilted his head up at Yzma, their lips inches apart.
Yzma stared at his lovers eyes, then his lips, “No…” he barely spoke before he dove down and connected their lips.
It was very slow, sensual, and surprisingly dirty as Jun took the initiative to dive his tongue in and explore Yzma’s mouth. Yzma dragged a hand up to Juns neck, carefully pressing down to a slight choke. Making Jun moan through the kiss and break it off.
“That tickles.” He says, face flushed red, goosebumps rising on his skin.
“Jun.” Yzma started, his tone deeper, and his eyes darker. “Are you aware of your actions?” He asked.
Jun blushed, knowing he’s been caught, not sure how, but his plan at easing into this just failed.
“Y-Yes, why wouldn’t I be?” he countered.
“You’re a virgin.” And Jun felt offended.
“S-So? Maybe I’m ready.” he huffed, Yzma’s eyes widened tilting Juns chin to stare directly into his eyes.
“Are you serious?” He searched the boys eyes for any hint of a lie, this was a big deal.
“Y-Yes I’m serious… It’s about time anyway.. more than about time…” Jun mumbled, looking away from him.
“Jun look at me.” He immediately looked back, “I love you, and I trust you, say you love me back and i’ll fuck you right now.” he said sternly, his tone indicated he meant every single word of it.
“I- of course I love you too Yz, and I fully trust you-“ he couldn’t finish the long confession he was about to spew to Yzma, Yzma, knowing the gist of what he was going to say anyway so he cut him off short in a breathtaking kiss. Turning him around to straddle his waist and plunging their lips together.
Jun clenched his eyes shut, never had experienced such a loving kiss and he wasn’t sure how to continue nor go about it. Today was supposed to be the day but he didn’t know how to take charge or to lead.
As they pulled away Yzma had a look of desperation and a hunger fueling gaze. “S-So what’s next?” he quivered. Yzma chuckled at that, hiding his face inside Juns chest, trembling as he laughed.
“God I love you—don’t worry about a thing, I’ll make sure you feel every bit of my love.” he placed a warm kiss to Juns cheek. That had him blushing again, thankful he chose the right man to spend all his years with.
“Okay.” Jun softly said, as Yzma flipped him around, laying his head on their many throw pillows, staring down to watch his loves expressions change from worried to relaxed, he smiled lovingly, knowing the night ahead of them was going to be long.
Diving down Yzma shocked Jun with soft kisses on his neck, soft nips to his skin which elicited a gasp from the boy, his body shook in pleasure, moaning out a laugh.
“Wait-mmph! That tickles ha!” Jun tried to contain his voice, a mix of moans and chuckles, the sensation of it felt like a bit of both. Yzma licked a big stripe along his adams apple, leaving multiple small marks along his collarbone and more.
Tears welling up in Juns eyes as he heaved breaths of air, shaking once again as he melted in Yzma’s arms, he couldn’t even lift a finger as Yzma had held them down with his own tangled between them.
Jun squeaked out loud when Yzma found his good spot, teasing it relentlessly as the boy squirmed and panted, his mind going blank as he started getting used to the pleasure.
“Arg— No I- I cant do it!” Jun whimpered as Yzma’s kisses came up to his ears, a new sensitive spot Yzma had discovered.
“We’re just getting started baby.”
Just getting started? Jun felt as though he was being ravaged already. But he knew there was still more to sex than hickeys and foreplay, they still had to… connect, as Jun would say.
Suddenly Yzma retreated, shifting to stand back up, a look of satisfaction clouding his features as he stared down at Jun. Jun faced off to the side, knowing there was a growing tent lifting his robe.
Biting his lip he glared back at Yzma. “Stop staring, it’s rude.” he mumbled, gazing off again.
“Even though you’re mine to claim?” his rich deep voice vibrated through Jun’s body, soul, and mind. He almost cursed at himself for the way it swayed him.
“You- You can’t just say-!” Jun began before getting cut off by Yzma’s laugh, the guy was laughing, why was he laughing, Jun thought.
“You don’t realize it but you’re so naturally clingy.” Yzma spouted, slowly grazing the palm of his hand to Juns stomach, gliding down to cup his length.
Jun audibly gasped, clenching his eyes shut at the newfound sensation, he’s only ever jerked off a handful of times, back in his highschool days, but it’s never felt like this, never this good.
“Even now, you’re gripping my thighs so hard, you trying to close your legs? Not happening love.” Yzma grinned, making Jun release his tight hold on the man slightly, until his hunk of a husband completely tore them apart, which lifted his robe up to his waist, exposing his hardened cock.
Yzma watched as his lovers eyes widened, his entire body blushing profusely. As much as he wanted to take this slow, his hard on was starting to hurt, already leaking from its tip. What was he gonna do with this boy.
Yzma slowly traced his hands up Juns waist, coaxing the soft white robe off of his shoulders and eventually his entire body, throwing it off to the side somewhere. Placing tinier kisses on the tips of his shoulder and moving down to the middle of his chest.
He smiled at the loud moan he heard when he sucked directly onto Juns nipple.
“Hangh!” Jun moaned and screamed at the same time. He grabbed onto Yzma’s hair, gripping it tightly as he arched off the bed, Yzma pulled his waist down, as he massaged the other nub with his fingers.
“Yzzzzma!” Jun gasped for air, moaning like those porn stars on the internet.
Yzma, ignoring the call of him name, pops off Juns chest and continued down his stomach to his navel, kissing and biting the soft skin there, until he reached his cock.
“Please I-“ Jun begged for no more, though he was cut off by his own cry of pleasure as Yzma throated him down completely to the hilt with no warning.
“Oh my god oh my god oh my— fuck!” Jun spewed, raising a brow from Yzma who had never heard the man curse before, so sex brought the bad out of him, he thought.
“No, no, no, no, Yzma I’m gonna- mmph!” Jun moaned, feeling like he was going to explode any minute as Yzma keep sucking off his cock as if it were his favorite pastime. He gripped the sheets as hard as he could, his knuckles turning white.
Yzma stared at Jun, the eye contact more erotic than anything they’ve previously done before, Yzma bobbed his head once more before humming on Juns tip, the striking vibrations were his last straw before he blindly came hard down Yzma’s throat. Yzma gulped it all down, being a virgin made you cum a lot more than he expected. Licking Juns cock clean after, leaving no traces behind.
Jun looked finished but they’ve barely even started, Yzma stood from his spot between Juns legs, swiftly removing his shirt and tossing it aside.
“You’re doing so well my love.” Yzma reached into their bedside table’s drawer, dishing out a bottle of lube and condom. Jun wondered if those items have always been hidden there conveniently.
“T-There’s more?” Jun’s voice shook, he knew there was more, but he wasn’t sure how to get his energy back up for it.
“Always baby.” Yzma smirked.
“Don’t… don’t use the condom.” Jun covered his eyes as he talked, too embarrassed to say such a thing and see his husbands reaction.
Yzma smiled lovingly at his partner, putting the condom back into the drawer, knowing he’ll have to prep Jun extra if they were going raw.
“Whatever you want honey.” he chuckled, lifting Jun’s legs up to his chest, watching as his hole puckered excitedly to take him.
Jun was getting nervous, it was getting real now, but more than anything he wanted to get it over with so he wouldn’t hurt as much the next time.
Next time? he thought, blushing at his dirty mind that already knew they’d be having sex many, many, many times after this. It already felt so good without penetration, but jun knew this part kind of hurt.
Yzma poured a good amount of lube onto his fingers. Rubbing the cold substance on Juns rim, he slowly pushed a finger in and let it sit there, letting Jun get used to the feeling. Jun however felt uneasy at the odd new sensation. Not sure whether he loved it or hated it.
Slowly Yzma pumped his fingers in and out of Jun, easing the pain away little by little, Jun could barely speak as he focused on the pain encompassing him, holding on to the sheets impossibly tighter as his eyebrows knitted in pain.
Yzma noticed his every reaction, lifting himself to hover above Jun and pull him in a sloppy kiss to distract him from the discomfort.
Jun moaned into the kiss, bringing his hands up to wrap around Yzma’s neck, clawing at his back as well as carding through his hair.
Soon Yzma added a second digit, stretching Juns hole even more as he fastened his pace. By now the pain had already dissipated into pleasure and Jun couldn’t help the moans that escaped his mouth.
Tears clouded his vision as he begged his lover for more, Yzma couldn’t help but chuckle at his husbands sinful words.
“M-More I- I need- please Yzma- dho somethngh!” Jun didn’t even care how inappropriate he sounded right now, the pleasure had gotten so good his cock had hardened again, leaking with pre-cum and waiting for a chance to release.
Yzma followed his husbands demands, inserting a third finger as he watched his lover fall apart on his fingers, the way he grinded his hips back to meet with Yzma’s thrusts, his bulge growing and begging to cum all over Juns body. The tightness in his pants being an avid reminder of that.
“Think you’re ready for me,” he finally spoke, completely pulling out of Juns ass, the boy whimpered softly from the loss of friction, Jun took the opportunity to collect himself, catch his breath from the amount of times he’s lost it.
He gripped onto Yzma’s forearm as the man carefully pushed inside, the burning sensation was intensified since Yzma was quite bigger than his three fingers. Yzma grunted out a moan, his eyes closed and Jun could feel his heart racing up as he gulped.
Soon Yzma had bottomed out, sitting balls deep inside Juns ass. Jun couldn’t believe the huge step he’s made today, tears brimming his eyes as he brought Yzma’s face down to his lips, roughly making out with the man of his past, future, and present.
As they pulled apart Juns eyes glazed over in lust, Yzma could tell he was slowly losing himself.
“Move.” was all he had to say.
Yzma pulled back to the tip before slamming back in to Juns awaiting hole, Jun cried out in pain that slowly dissipated into a tiny burn that was soon replaced with such a good feeling in his stomach he thought he was melting as Yzma fucked him.
Yzma, though adoring Juns pleased expressions, was looking for the place that would rock Juns entire world, open his eyes to what it really meant to feel good, and it seemed he found it pretty head on by the way Jun arched his back off the bed and fell silent for a moment.
“H-Holy shit what was that!” Jun trembled, something just hit a nerve in his body in a good way, the feel of it wouldn’t go away as it coursed through his entire being, drool dripping down his chin as he couldn’t seem to tone down his moans.
Yzma bit his lip, hitting that spot head on from then on, torturing Jun with the waves of euphoria rapturing him.
"Fu-uck, you just hit that spot, do it again-do it again!"
Yzma stared closely at his lover, studying his face in awe at Juns beauty, he chuckled, "So needy." thinking of his next response before disagreeing with himself, “Greedy, actually.”
Jun was whimpering quietly in between moans. Yzma had pushed his legs down onto his stomach, hard, and the grip he had on the back of Jun’s knees was sure to leave deep nail marks and bruises. Jun was sure he would lose the feeling in his legs in the next few minutes from the way Yzma was pounding mercilessly into him. Every thrust slapped his thighs and ass against the weight of Yzma’s hips and thighs.
But, fuck, did he feel good. he had never experienced such a sensation before Yzma came along.
"Yz-" he hiccuped, taking hold of Yzma’s wrist, "Yzma please-uhn fuck-" his thrusts had gotten even more harsher, "No more." Jun begged.
Yzma could read Juns body language that he indeed did not want this to end, his dick throbbed in need and his nipples perked up as a harsh blush covered his cheeks and shoulders. Bite marks littering his body and hickeys all along his neck, Jun wanted anything but this to end, it had only been about twenty minutes.
“I love you Junnie,” Yzma kissed his cheek before thrusting even faster, obliterating the poor boys ass in seconds, Jun was so shocked by the sudden change he couldn’t respond to Yama’s confession.
“I-“ he barely got out before he reached his climax, cumming all over his stomach and chest, he came so hard he saw stars sprinkling his vision as he whined out a moan.
Yzma came right after him, Juns face as he came was enough to set him off, he moaned out Juns name as his hot seed filled the boys hole to the brim.
As Yzma pulled out, watching his cum ooze out of Juns hole, he forced himself not to get hard again. Seeing how worn out the boy was from his first time, Jun still had strength to pull Yzma down for a kiss, finally able to finish his sentence as his breathing evened out.
“-love you too.”
****
“So?” Yzma questioned as the couple laid in bed with fresh new sheets and a second bath.
“So what?” Jun answered lazily, his thoughts in sub space as sleep begged to take over his system.
Yzma spooned his lovely husband as the city lights illuminated their bedroom, soft raindrops poured outside creating a cozy atmosphere.
“How was it? Your first time.” Yzma asked in his sexy bedroom voice, a slight rasp in his throat.
Jun hummed, barely registering the question, his legs felt like jello.
“I’ll let you know in the morning.” he whispered before falling into a deep rest.