The Chronicles of Reno's Fun
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,475
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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The Chronicles of Reno's Fun
Disclaimer: I don’t own Final Fantasy VII nor do I make any money from the writing of this story. The only thing I benefit from are comments and ratings! =D
So, I’m hoping to make this into an on-going fic. Each chapter will have Reno indulging in sexual acts with a different character.
Accepting requests!
Rated because of yaoi, sex, language, and awesomeness.
Enjoy! =^.^= Yayy for slutty Reno!
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He was so drunk.
I could tell. I could smell it on his breath, his face was that close. I dismissed it, though. He really wanted this right?
Oh, yes.
Definitely.
The way he grabbed at me. The way his hips thrust against my side, despite everyone else that surrounded us at the bar.
I couldn’t help myself, it was too freakin’ hot.
How in the world was I supposed to turn down Mr. Tall, Dark, and Sexy-as-Hell? The spikey haired bag-o-muscles was a turn on, and no one could ever deny that.
I couldn’t just leave him hanging, right? Well...let me rephrase that...I couldn’t just leave him standing, right?
God, even through his pants I could feel how big he was. It made an involuntary growl slip from my lips.
The small sound made him waver for a moment. He thought I was upset. Oh, no, no, no, big boy. I’m not upset. On the contrary, I fucking want you with all I am. You like what you see? Well, you’re in luck, buddy. Tonight, I’m gonna be all yours.
To prove to him that I was, in no way, mad at his actions, I skillfully slipped my hand down his pants. It was inconspicuous enough that the crowd around us didn’t realize in the slightest. They were too drunk. They were too high or hammered or horny.
I tugged at his full balls and his head slung back in a way that told me he hadn’t gotten some in a very long time.
Oh boy, this was gonna be one hell of a sexy, rough, hot and sticky quick-y.
My body uncontrollably converged at the thought.
Man, I’m such a fuckin’ slut.
I chuckled at the thought. What can I say? One look at me and you can tell I’m a nymphomaniac. It should come as no surprise.
Quickly, I had to think of a way to get the horny boy out of the bar and back to his place where he could fuck my brains out and pass out afterwords without having to worry about where he ended up.
I’m a slut, not a heartless bitch. Get it right.
I paid both our tabs. After all, I knew what he was going to give to me later was going to be more than enough payback.
See? Whores make others pay them for sex. I, on the other hand, pay for everything and let the guy fuck me. Totally not a whore.
My anticipation itched in my tight leather pants the whole train ride to the SOLDIER’s house. Yep, I was wearing leather pants. I had become accustomed to leather, as of late. Blame it on Sephiroth. That big hunk was always prancing around in his black, sleek leather. I had to try it out at least once.
Have to admit, it felt pretty sexy to prance around in leather.
Also have to admit--it’s almost impossible to wear when you’ve got a raging boner that could possibly have the power to break through glass.
He sucked on my neck non-stop throughout the train ride. It was sloppy and wet and one of the biggest turn-ons I’ve felt in a while.
His tongue. There was something undeniably horny about it. It was like each lick and suck left a hot aphrodisiac-type of goo as it dragged itself across my skin.
There was an innocent infantryman shifting uncomfortably in the seats opposite of us. Poor guy. The blush on his face was undeniable, even under the light-green fabric that covered most of it. He continued to shift--crossing his legs this way, then that way. Shifting his eyes to the sexual scene in front of him, then away again when he felt my eyes.
“Like what you see, babe?”
I know, it was a horribly bitchy thing to do. But the little alcohol I had in my system prevented me from using the 10% of rational thought I usually carried around with me.
He was frozen with fright and arousal.
It was hot. So damn hot.
Zack didn’t notice the poor young boy. He had to be seventeen at the most. He had probably been with Shinra for a couple weeks since he was still carrying around a map. Not long enough to memorize where everything was. But long enough to see the devilish scandals that the company held.
Zack must have thought I was talking to him. He grunted in approval, boldly moving his hand to grab and squeeze at the sensitive skin of my slender thigh, the skin right below my boner. I died. For just a moment.
I let a growl slip from my red lips again. This time, I was frustrated. I was frustrated that it was illegal for this sexy man to bend me over and fuck me right now. I was frustrated that we would get arrested for humping like animals in heat right in front of this poor little seventeen-year-old infantryman. I was frustrated that things like this turn me on!
Good thing rational thought and self-control are not things I hold very dear. Sexual drive, on the other hand, is almost always first on my list!
I let the unwelcoming thoughts of being arrested slip easily from my brain and moved my hips so that Zack’s strong hand was now gripping and pulling at my clothed erection instead of my sensitive thigh.
He paused for a moment, bringing his head up from my neck to look down at what was in his hand. He held an expression of surprise for about two seconds, soon followed by the glow of new-found arousal.
I drifted my wide, hungry eyes to the boy again. His carmel hair was drooping in his face, his hands were grabbing at the seat beneath him, and his legs were quivering. Our eyes locked together in a stare of unspoken fantasies. I smirked slightly before letting out a long, sexual sigh as Zack continued to ravage my penis through my leather pants, his mouth battling with my collarbone. Somehow, in his alcohol-induced high, he knew all my weak spots!
I looked around. There was no one else on this part of the train. Only me, Zack, and this aroused little boy.
Wait. A camera. Damn.
Oh well. Guess someone was gonna be getting quite a show.
“You horny, baby?”
Zack grunted again, ripping at my skin with his teeth.
Wow, never thought the guy would have been a sadist. Anymore surprises like this and I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from creaming my pants.
The boy was grabbing at his own thighs now. Massaging them in a nervous sort of way. An aroused sort of way.
I could hear his heavy, heavy breathing. Coulda’ sworn I heard a tiny squeal as well. Maybe.
I wasn’t gonna make this boy wait anymore. I had a new objective now.
I was gonna make this boy explode in his uniform without even having to touch himself!
I threw Zack back against the hard seats. I quickly ripped every single article of clothing from both our bodies. We were stark naked. Bare as the day we were born.
I don’t know what kept this boy from running, or calling security. But he didn’t leave. His breathing only got louder. His shifting heavier.
I walked over to him. My penis stood erect in his red face. I bent over so our faces were one inch apart. I held his eyes with mine and pressed two fingers against his lips.
“Suck?”
It was a pleading question. It dripped with confidence and need and sexual desire.
I’m not sure if he was opening his mouth to scream in disapproval, or if it was to answer my wishes. Either way, I shoved the fingers deep into his wet mouth.
He didn’t suck. Just stared at me with huge eyes. I simply smiled at him, swishing my fingers around and around to contract as much saliva as possible.
As I pulled my long fingers out, in one quick, fluid and unexpected motion my tongue was in that mouth. I delved once, twice, before pulling away with a moan.
This kid was going to be scarred for life. Whether with horror or arousal, I wasn’t sure. I was too focused on getting fucked.
I walked back over to Zack, who was pulling hard at his own enormous erection. He was so aroused that the head was turning purple.
Great Gaia.
I stood and bent myself over his body, keeping my legs straight, resting one hand on the back of the seat behind his head.
My ass stood bright and erect for the seventeen-year-old boy’s eyes. I flexed the puckered hole a few times for him, rolling my balls in my palm.
Waisting no time, I glanced back at him over my shoulder as I brought my fingers to the hole.
They were still drenched with is sticky saliva and left a trail as I circled them around my rectum. His eyes glazed when I began to shove the fingers inside.
I watched him melt in his seat as I reveled in my pleasure. I moved them round and round just as I had in his mouth.
I really didn’t need this much prep, but...it was hot to watch him watching me.
WIth a force that almost surprised the shit out of me, I was grabbed by my bony hips and shoved down on Zack’s enormous dick. Really, Zack? Not even a warning? Douche.
Wait...I totally take that back...
Good Gaia, this man knows how to fuck.
Even in his awkward position, he was able to slam upwards into me at an angle that had me squealing like a girl.
My mind was blank, full only of alcohol and Zack. The young boy across from us was no longer any part of my objective. Despite that, he was still being affected. How could he not? There were two full grown sexy men engaging in a very hot and heavy, wet and hard session of mind blowing sex.
SO glad I decided to go out tonight!
“Oh yea, baby. ...You’re my hero. Mnnnn...Come on, Zack. Don’t stop...now. That’s right...you know the spot...Ah!”
I heard the boy moan behind us. I turned slightly to look over my shoulder at the sweating infantryman. His legs were still crossed, both hands hidden in between them now. His face was as red as it could get and I wasn’t sure if his hands were busy touching himself or trying to push his erection away out of shame.
I smirked at him, my eyes rolling back in my head.
“How’s this for SOLDIER honor, babe? Hm?” I asked while I was bounced.
SHREIK~
The sound jerked me out of my high. Why the hell was the train stopping here?! Zack didn’t stop though. Not until the door to the train was slammed open.
And there he was. In all his black-leathered glory. Sephiroth. His swimming, mako eyes glared at me with lasers.
“RENO!”
Fuck.
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Alright, stopping there for now =3
Let me know if you like it!
See what kind of punishment poor Reno will receive in the next chapter!
<33
So, I’m hoping to make this into an on-going fic. Each chapter will have Reno indulging in sexual acts with a different character.
Accepting requests!
Rated because of yaoi, sex, language, and awesomeness.
Enjoy! =^.^= Yayy for slutty Reno!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He was so drunk.
I could tell. I could smell it on his breath, his face was that close. I dismissed it, though. He really wanted this right?
Oh, yes.
Definitely.
The way he grabbed at me. The way his hips thrust against my side, despite everyone else that surrounded us at the bar.
I couldn’t help myself, it was too freakin’ hot.
How in the world was I supposed to turn down Mr. Tall, Dark, and Sexy-as-Hell? The spikey haired bag-o-muscles was a turn on, and no one could ever deny that.
I couldn’t just leave him hanging, right? Well...let me rephrase that...I couldn’t just leave him standing, right?
God, even through his pants I could feel how big he was. It made an involuntary growl slip from my lips.
The small sound made him waver for a moment. He thought I was upset. Oh, no, no, no, big boy. I’m not upset. On the contrary, I fucking want you with all I am. You like what you see? Well, you’re in luck, buddy. Tonight, I’m gonna be all yours.
To prove to him that I was, in no way, mad at his actions, I skillfully slipped my hand down his pants. It was inconspicuous enough that the crowd around us didn’t realize in the slightest. They were too drunk. They were too high or hammered or horny.
I tugged at his full balls and his head slung back in a way that told me he hadn’t gotten some in a very long time.
Oh boy, this was gonna be one hell of a sexy, rough, hot and sticky quick-y.
My body uncontrollably converged at the thought.
Man, I’m such a fuckin’ slut.
I chuckled at the thought. What can I say? One look at me and you can tell I’m a nymphomaniac. It should come as no surprise.
Quickly, I had to think of a way to get the horny boy out of the bar and back to his place where he could fuck my brains out and pass out afterwords without having to worry about where he ended up.
I’m a slut, not a heartless bitch. Get it right.
I paid both our tabs. After all, I knew what he was going to give to me later was going to be more than enough payback.
See? Whores make others pay them for sex. I, on the other hand, pay for everything and let the guy fuck me. Totally not a whore.
My anticipation itched in my tight leather pants the whole train ride to the SOLDIER’s house. Yep, I was wearing leather pants. I had become accustomed to leather, as of late. Blame it on Sephiroth. That big hunk was always prancing around in his black, sleek leather. I had to try it out at least once.
Have to admit, it felt pretty sexy to prance around in leather.
Also have to admit--it’s almost impossible to wear when you’ve got a raging boner that could possibly have the power to break through glass.
He sucked on my neck non-stop throughout the train ride. It was sloppy and wet and one of the biggest turn-ons I’ve felt in a while.
His tongue. There was something undeniably horny about it. It was like each lick and suck left a hot aphrodisiac-type of goo as it dragged itself across my skin.
There was an innocent infantryman shifting uncomfortably in the seats opposite of us. Poor guy. The blush on his face was undeniable, even under the light-green fabric that covered most of it. He continued to shift--crossing his legs this way, then that way. Shifting his eyes to the sexual scene in front of him, then away again when he felt my eyes.
“Like what you see, babe?”
I know, it was a horribly bitchy thing to do. But the little alcohol I had in my system prevented me from using the 10% of rational thought I usually carried around with me.
He was frozen with fright and arousal.
It was hot. So damn hot.
Zack didn’t notice the poor young boy. He had to be seventeen at the most. He had probably been with Shinra for a couple weeks since he was still carrying around a map. Not long enough to memorize where everything was. But long enough to see the devilish scandals that the company held.
Zack must have thought I was talking to him. He grunted in approval, boldly moving his hand to grab and squeeze at the sensitive skin of my slender thigh, the skin right below my boner. I died. For just a moment.
I let a growl slip from my red lips again. This time, I was frustrated. I was frustrated that it was illegal for this sexy man to bend me over and fuck me right now. I was frustrated that we would get arrested for humping like animals in heat right in front of this poor little seventeen-year-old infantryman. I was frustrated that things like this turn me on!
Good thing rational thought and self-control are not things I hold very dear. Sexual drive, on the other hand, is almost always first on my list!
I let the unwelcoming thoughts of being arrested slip easily from my brain and moved my hips so that Zack’s strong hand was now gripping and pulling at my clothed erection instead of my sensitive thigh.
He paused for a moment, bringing his head up from my neck to look down at what was in his hand. He held an expression of surprise for about two seconds, soon followed by the glow of new-found arousal.
I drifted my wide, hungry eyes to the boy again. His carmel hair was drooping in his face, his hands were grabbing at the seat beneath him, and his legs were quivering. Our eyes locked together in a stare of unspoken fantasies. I smirked slightly before letting out a long, sexual sigh as Zack continued to ravage my penis through my leather pants, his mouth battling with my collarbone. Somehow, in his alcohol-induced high, he knew all my weak spots!
I looked around. There was no one else on this part of the train. Only me, Zack, and this aroused little boy.
Wait. A camera. Damn.
Oh well. Guess someone was gonna be getting quite a show.
“You horny, baby?”
Zack grunted again, ripping at my skin with his teeth.
Wow, never thought the guy would have been a sadist. Anymore surprises like this and I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from creaming my pants.
The boy was grabbing at his own thighs now. Massaging them in a nervous sort of way. An aroused sort of way.
I could hear his heavy, heavy breathing. Coulda’ sworn I heard a tiny squeal as well. Maybe.
I wasn’t gonna make this boy wait anymore. I had a new objective now.
I was gonna make this boy explode in his uniform without even having to touch himself!
I threw Zack back against the hard seats. I quickly ripped every single article of clothing from both our bodies. We were stark naked. Bare as the day we were born.
I don’t know what kept this boy from running, or calling security. But he didn’t leave. His breathing only got louder. His shifting heavier.
I walked over to him. My penis stood erect in his red face. I bent over so our faces were one inch apart. I held his eyes with mine and pressed two fingers against his lips.
“Suck?”
It was a pleading question. It dripped with confidence and need and sexual desire.
I’m not sure if he was opening his mouth to scream in disapproval, or if it was to answer my wishes. Either way, I shoved the fingers deep into his wet mouth.
He didn’t suck. Just stared at me with huge eyes. I simply smiled at him, swishing my fingers around and around to contract as much saliva as possible.
As I pulled my long fingers out, in one quick, fluid and unexpected motion my tongue was in that mouth. I delved once, twice, before pulling away with a moan.
This kid was going to be scarred for life. Whether with horror or arousal, I wasn’t sure. I was too focused on getting fucked.
I walked back over to Zack, who was pulling hard at his own enormous erection. He was so aroused that the head was turning purple.
Great Gaia.
I stood and bent myself over his body, keeping my legs straight, resting one hand on the back of the seat behind his head.
My ass stood bright and erect for the seventeen-year-old boy’s eyes. I flexed the puckered hole a few times for him, rolling my balls in my palm.
Waisting no time, I glanced back at him over my shoulder as I brought my fingers to the hole.
They were still drenched with is sticky saliva and left a trail as I circled them around my rectum. His eyes glazed when I began to shove the fingers inside.
I watched him melt in his seat as I reveled in my pleasure. I moved them round and round just as I had in his mouth.
I really didn’t need this much prep, but...it was hot to watch him watching me.
WIth a force that almost surprised the shit out of me, I was grabbed by my bony hips and shoved down on Zack’s enormous dick. Really, Zack? Not even a warning? Douche.
Wait...I totally take that back...
Good Gaia, this man knows how to fuck.
Even in his awkward position, he was able to slam upwards into me at an angle that had me squealing like a girl.
My mind was blank, full only of alcohol and Zack. The young boy across from us was no longer any part of my objective. Despite that, he was still being affected. How could he not? There were two full grown sexy men engaging in a very hot and heavy, wet and hard session of mind blowing sex.
SO glad I decided to go out tonight!
“Oh yea, baby. ...You’re my hero. Mnnnn...Come on, Zack. Don’t stop...now. That’s right...you know the spot...Ah!”
I heard the boy moan behind us. I turned slightly to look over my shoulder at the sweating infantryman. His legs were still crossed, both hands hidden in between them now. His face was as red as it could get and I wasn’t sure if his hands were busy touching himself or trying to push his erection away out of shame.
I smirked at him, my eyes rolling back in my head.
“How’s this for SOLDIER honor, babe? Hm?” I asked while I was bounced.
SHREIK~
The sound jerked me out of my high. Why the hell was the train stopping here?! Zack didn’t stop though. Not until the door to the train was slammed open.
And there he was. In all his black-leathered glory. Sephiroth. His swimming, mako eyes glared at me with lasers.
“RENO!”
Fuck.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alright, stopping there for now =3
Let me know if you like it!
See what kind of punishment poor Reno will receive in the next chapter!
<33