My day was any other—running errands, finding things to do in town.

Ryu walked down the street from the bus stop. The bustle of the town, bright mid-morning sun. He wore his favorite sukajan since autumn has come in full force. 

 But today was different.

From behind Ryu heard a loud motorbike’s engine come to a purr, and a voice call out. “Hey babe, need a ride?”

Ryu turned around, seeing striking eyes behind the helmet.

Ken was here.

He was sitting on a large K*wasaki motorbike, wearing a red leather biker’s jacket. Ryu walked up to greet him.

He always appears out of nowhere, like magic. How he finds me, I don’t know.

Ken reached out his fist for Ryu’s, who responded with a bump in kind. He took his helmet off and smiled.

My heart alights every time I see him.

After greeting each other Ryu finally answered Ken’s first words, “I wouldn’t mind riding with you but it’d be better to walk since all the places are so close to each other.”

Ken didn’t know what Ryu was talking about at first for a moment before realizing what Ryu was referring to.

“Huh? Uh, yeah, sure.”

To break the awkward silence that Ryu was good at doing, Ken noticed something red fluttering on Ryu’s arm.

Ken blinked in disbelief, “Hey, what’s your hachimaki doing on your arm?”

Ryu watched Ken pull at a loose end, confirming it was the one he gave him by seeing the name “Ken” that was marked on it so long ago. The area around the name was particularly scuffed, Ryu didn’t want to wash off the last of the markings. 

Ryu smiled, “It feels strange when it’s not on my person.”

Ken smirked but his eyes didn’t leave the red ribbon. “It’s a nice idea…”

Before Ryu’s errands, he took Ken to a nearby soba shop he likes to eat first thing when in town.

“They make the noodles here fresh everyday. They even grind their own buckwheat!” Ryu explained to Ken excitedly as Ken glanced at the menu. 

Ryu smugly smiled, “I was given a chance to learn how to make them as thanks for doing some handiwork. Not that I have the same tools or type of flour to make it myself.”

Ken chuckled. “Rewarded with more work. Just like you, Ryu.”

With their spread of noodles, dashi, and various sides in front of them, Ryu broke apart his chopsticks and immediately tucked into the first bite. His face lit up, quickly finishing his bite before he spoke.

“Incredible…isn’t this incredible? The texture of the noodles is perfect chewiness, and it soaks up the right amount of soup…”

Ken politely took his first bite with duck and green onion.

“Ooh, it really is good.”

Ken kept eating, as Ryu watched him expecting more from Ken.

How the duck was cooked? How the green onions go with it along with it all?

Ryu wanted to ask, but Ken absentmindedly kept eating his food quietly and politely, his face largely unchanged.

What does he think of it…?

Ken finally noticed Ryu hasn’t eaten ravenously like he usually does, saying “Eat up, it’s delicious, right?”

Ryu gawked at Ken momentarily before he slurped up his noodles loudly in frustration.

“At the very least, slurp the noodles! You should slurp it!” he bursted.

“Huh??” Ken jumped.

——

Ryu and Ken wandered the city streets, doing the small errands Ryu wanted to do before heading back to the shrine with no event. 

Walking to the parking lot, Ken asked again, “Want to ride back on my bike? Like old times when you were visiting in America.”

Ryu nodded, looking to the sky. “It’s getting dark like back then too.”

Ken tried to think. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

Cars and lights went by us like a blur as the sensation of cool air hitting every part of me except the warmth I felt on my chest when I held close to Ken.

It was a fond memory of Ryu’s.

Ryu could see Ken fidget a little as they both got on, Ken offering him a second helmet. He wondered why Ken was acting quiet as they slowly puttered to the exit.

“Hey! You can’t ride double on bikes!” shouted the nearby parking attendant.

Ken sighed like he expected this.

——

The bike was left behind and they went back Ryu’s way—on the bus.

Ryu sat quietly with his arms crossed. Ken next to him, stiff. He could feel the other riders eyes were glancing up to the wall advertisements with his face plastered on them and looking back at him. Some even took photos with their phone.

——

There was barely any sunlight by the time they reached the shrine. A pleasant breeze and the trees nearby swayed with it, the soft sound of leaves brushing against each other.

Ryu took Ken directly to his room and left to drop off the things he bought for the shrine staff.

Walking back to his room, he paused in front of his sliding door, smiling to himself.

When I open the door, Ken will be there.

Sure enough, when he stepped into the doorway, Ken was sitting on the edge of the porch looking at the yard, his jacket and gloves already off. Ryu could see the thin fabric pressing against the muscles of his back. When did Ken’s back get to be so wide?

Ken looked back and watched Ryu taking off his own jacket and head wrap.

“Reminds you of our training days?” Ryu asked. Ken looked back to the yard, his hair following the wind.

“Yeah, you got yourself a nice place.”

Ryu joined him at the edge of the porch, shoulders touching. “I’m glad to be back training in Japan. There’s nothing that sets my heart at ease than being here.”

Ken laughed. “You’re finally settling down now? I guess we’re both getting old, huh.”

Ryu took this the wrong way.

Settling down?

Ryu stammered, unusual for him. “I take on any and all challengers that come my way, and surprisingly, there’s been a lot.” Still not feeling like he justified his point, he continued, “And it’s only until I finish my training here. Then I’ll be back to traveling again.”

Ken replied with a assuring laugh, “I get it, I get it! I didn’t mean anything by what I said.”Then he grinned, bumping his shoulder into Ryu’s. “I’m glad you haven’t changed, Ryu.”

Ryu relaxed. And I’m glad Ken is still Ken, no matter how much his life has changed.

Ken seeing Ryu’s small smile confirmed he wasn’t mad anymore. He couldn’t help but grin broadly at their exchange. But Ryu thought he was holding back a laugh. Ken tried to straighten his face, but could only contort it to a big smile.

I wonder what he’s thinking?

After the awkward silence Ken caused, he turned away getting up towards his jacket. “The reason I came to find you was to give you something.”

Ryu got up to join Ken into his room. He sat at the small table. “Oh?”Ken walked over to Ryu and sat down behind him instead of across the table. 

Oh…

Ryu froze as Ken wrapped his arms around him. He couldn’t help but notice—

He smells good.

Ken showed Ryu a blank white box. Ryu had no idea what it could be. He took it, and Ken rested his head on Ryu’s shoulder as he watched Ryu opened it, smiling wide.

Inside the box were papers, a wire, and…a thin slab of glass and metal.

“Is this… a phone?”

“Uh-huh.”

Ryu motioned his hand to set it down on the table as he turned to him, “I don’t—“

Ken was quick to stop him, a hand gripped around Ryu’s. “Ryu… I need you to take this.”

Ryu froze, despite that, Ken didn’t let go. “To you, it might look like I arrive out of nowhere, like magic.”Ken grimaced. “But do you know how much work goes into tracking you down? It takes weeks to figure out the area you’re in.”

Ken’s hand tightened around Ryu, “I’m lucky to find you at all!”

Ryu turned to face him—Ken’s eyes were fixed on the phone.

Ken knows I have no interest in this sort of thing but—

Ken finally returned the gaze.

His eyes are begging me to take it.

“All I ask is… when you think of me, please check this phone. See if I tried calling or texted you. I’ll show you how to find that.”

Ken’s face began to break even more. Ryu’s eyes widened.

Ken… 

Ryu looked back at the phone, his face reflected on the black glass.

I didn’t know how difficult it was. I did think it was magic how we found each other. I can feel my heart swell to burst when I spot him in a crowd. When we see each other, it feels like it was meant to happen.

Ryu slumped back into Ken. Ken grunted softly, caught by surprise. But nestled into Ryu as well, his arms now gripping Ryu’s waist tightly.

Because that’s how we were. 

Ryu snapped out from his thought, sat straight up breaking Ken’s hold, (to Ken’s disappointment) and looked at the phone with sudden interest.

“Can you show me how it works?”

Ken’s frustration turned to a gentle smile.

——

The ceiling light shined bright against the night outside.

“…Think you got it?” Ken asked.

“Yeah, I believe so.”

“I left a note in the box with what I taught you. …Just in case I couldn’t reach you.”

Ryu smiled, satisfied. He couldn’t help but relax back into Ken again. Ken shifted, to wrap his arm around.

Ryu was enamored with his new toy. With this thing we can talk anytime. I see now.

He felt Ken’s hair brush against his cheek just before his lips pressed against his neck. “Hey, Ryu…” Another kiss on his ear, his upper lip dragging along the edge before pulling away. “I have to leave tomorrow, and…”

Ryu turned to face him and Ken pressed his lips against his. He slipped his tongue into Ryu’s surprised mouth. He hungrily kissed at Ryu, smacking sounds and his nervous breath filled the room.

Ken pulled away from the kiss, their noses were still touching, “I missed you. You’ve been on my mind so much lately, Ryu. It was stressing me out.”

Ryu returned the kiss chastely. His body shifted to turn more into Ken’s. I never realize how much I missed Ken until he’s here.

Ken glanced at Ryu’s arched back, his large ass unwittingly in the air. 

Will this phone remind me how much I miss him when he’s not with me?

Ken pulled up Ryu’s shirt as they resumed their kiss. 

Well…I can think about that later.

Ryu’s pants undone, Ken slid his hand along the opened backside to grip at his ass. Ryu arched into it, his hand felt cool to the touch. He softly gasped into Ken’s mouth.

Ken is here now.

After unrolling the futon, Ryu was stripped down thanks to Ken’s eager hands. Ken squatted between his legs, admiring the large body laid out before him. He took off his turtleneck and undone his own tight pants to let his semi-hard cock breathe. He slid his hands along Ryu’s thighs to give his semi-hard cock a few strokes. Ryu’s expression was unchanged but he was enjoying Ken’s strong hands pull at him.

Ken leaned over him and kissed his jawline before reaching his mouth again. His hand palmed under Ryu’s breast for a hearty squeeze. Ken fingered then pinched at his nipple, eliciting a back arch from Ryu before taking it into his mouth to nip and suck at it. Ryu’s thighs pressed against Ken’s body in response.

I’ve really missed you, Ken…

Ryu felt Ken’s warm dick pressed against his own, his breath hitched. He glanced down and noticed he pulled down his pants and underwear, grinding his cock against Ryu’s. Ken then took both their cocks in hand and stroked, giving a hard squeeze at the tips.

“Ah…” Ryu’s face twitched slightly, his hips jerked in kind. I know Ken likes to warm up, but I wish he was inside me now… He felt a little bit of shame at the thought. I shouldn’t be so impatient. I want to spend as much time with Ken.

Ken felt motivated by his reaction, doing the same stroke over and over, intently watching Ryu’s face. Ryu kept still, focused on his breathing as he returned Ken’s gaze. He could feel his body radiating heat and his rhythm faltered.

This is too much, it’s been so long—I’ll be done soon if I don’t…

“Ken…”Ryu started but paused to pursed his lips, not sure what to say.

Ken couldn’t make out what Ryu was expecting, he was puzzled. Ryu was gripping his arm, Ryu’s hips helped to stroke against Ken’s cock should be enough reaction how much Ryu was enjoying it, but Ryu’s serene face was telling him a different story.

“I want to see more…” Ken mumbled in English before kissing Ryu again.

Hm? What was that?

Ken broke apart to Ryu’s dismay.

Ken stood up to take the rest of his clothes off. Ryu sat up, waiting for Ken to embrace him again.

“Hey, Ryu…”

Ken walked over in front of Ryu. He gently stroked his cock before resting his hand at the base. The other hand running along Ryu’s head, pushing the short strands of hair until there was enough to gently grip.

I see.

Ryu got on his knees, balancing against Ken’s thighs. His hand taking over where Ken’s was and immediately mouthed the tip. His tongue shyly darted out, pressing along the bottom. Then his head dipped down halfway to the base of Ken’s cock in one swoop, causing Ken to grunt in surprise and gripped the hairs on the back of Ryu’s neck more tight.

He let Ken set the pace with gentle thrusts into his mouth, testing his gag reflex. He could feel how tense Ken’s body was—he doing his best to control himself. Ken tilted his head up, eyes shut to focus on the rhythm, letting out a growl under his breath. Soon the room was filled with wet thrusts and Ryu’s soft grunts as he tried to keep his saliva from escaping his mouth.

Ken finally looked down to see his work and was taken aback to see Ryu look back up at him. His long lashes covering his beautiful and determined light brown eyes. Ken’s hips jerked a bit more to see what those eyes would do next. Ryu lurched back shutting them, trying to swallow his saliva but with no luck. It oozed out the corners of his mouth with every push in that Ken realized what was going on and quickly pulled away by pulling the back of Ryu’s head. His cock bounced from the gravity, dripping wet.

“Don’t overdo it, dummy. Take a breath when you have to.”

But the sooner you’re satisfied the sooner you’re in me…

Ryu did what Ken said and sat back to catch his breath, wiping the snot that had built up. His spread his legs as one arm supported him from behind, displaying his heaving chest and tummy below Ken. He was a mess.

I don’t want to rest, I feel like I’m about to burst.

“I just…want you, Ken.” He said between slowing his breathes.

Ken froze for a moment. Hearing Ryu say that with tears in his eyes (from the pressure of sucking his dick without a break) was too much. He quickly walked to his coat to grab his travel lube. (Because of course—he’s always came prepared if he intended to find Ryu) He slathered his hand with it while marching back to Ryu. He propped himself in between Ryu’s legs, leaning over to kiss him while prepping his hole.

Just a bit longer… Ryu withstood Ken’s prodding and stretching. This was the part Ryu liked the least. Again, he focused on his breathing, keeping his face still. It’s not the same…Ken’s hands anywhere else feel electric, but maybe it’s because I know what’s next that makes me impatient about this part.

Ryu glanced up and noticed Ken staring at him. He held his eyes. Ken looks just as impatient as me.

Ryu gripped Ken’s arm. “Ken…I’m good,” he wrapped his legs around Ken. “Come on…”

Ken obliged him. His tip found Ryu’s hole and easily pushed it in with Ryu not making a sound as his feet on Ken’s backside guided him to keep going. Ryu’s brows quirked slightly as he felt Ken’s cock spread him open. Despite his relaxed expression, he was feeling excited. He wrapped his arms around Ken’s shoulders, burying his face in the nook of his neck.

This is the best part—being one with Ken, feeling him myself open up to him, welcome him…and in kind, he makes me feel warm. Ryu’s thoughts were in overdrive.

Ken pushed his head back into the bedding, bringing his face into view. “Don’t hide.” he purred.

?

Ryu didn’t understand, but obeyed, instinctively turning his head away and a hand draped over his pursed mouth without a thought. Ken slowly pushed in, watching him intently. Ryu hissed softly under his breath, warming the back of his fingers. He wanted to be lost in his thoughts while feeling Ken’s cock massage him.

Ken then stopped moving.

Ryu looked up and was surprised by what he saw. Why does he look frustrated?

Ken was caught by surprise by Ryu’s eyes locked to him, and then resumed to rock his hips gently towards longer thrusts. But he looked over him like he was studying Ryu’s face.

“Does it feel good?” Ken asked.

“Huh?” I was the one who wanted him to get to this part… Why does he think that?

Ken’s face twisted a bit, grunting softly after feeling his tip get squeezed by Ryu muscles twitching.

After the sensation passed, “Do you like it when we fuck?”

What? Nothing makes me happier. “…I…ah…” Ryu stopped his thought as Ken roughly pushed into him.

“It’s like you want it over and done with, straight to the sex.”

Ryu couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Of all people, of all the situations—

How could he think that?

Ryu reached up to brush aside Ken’s hair to meet him eye to eye. “What’s gotten into you?”

Ken shook his head away from Ryu’s touch and looked away. But just as quick his brows turned from frustration to defeat. Ken drooped his head on Ryu’s shoulder and continued to do little pulses into Ryu, it was more comfortable than being still. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that. I’m just being a nostalgic old man.”

?

Ken slowly pulled out, both of them released a short grunt of disappointment. Ken then casually laid on Ryu like a pillow. Ken raised his head, “I don’t know if you remember the first times we did it.” 

Ryu recalled that night in his head. He remembered the few days before Gouken planned to leave for a few days—Ken was acting weird leading up to it. The night the master left, Ken collapsed on Ryu on their bedding, confessed about his feelings [←hormones] to Ryu and wanted to act on them. He chuckled especially thinking about Ken’s exasperation back then. They spent more of the night testing different positions and touching each other awkwardly than enjoying any part of it. Ken thought he knew it all, saying he messed around with women enough. But with Ryu, he admitted it proved to be challenge to him.

Oh.

Is Ken feeling…challenged again?

But why?

Ryu with a face of concern, blurted out as if Ken could read his mind, “We know how important oil [←lube] is already, what’s the problem now?”

Ken blinked in confusion at Ryu. Any tension Ken felt dissipated with a smile and a scoff. “What? No. No, nothing like that.”

Ryu frowned. “I won’t know what’s wrong if you don’t tell me—“

“That’s what I’m trying to say!” Ken raised himself on his hands.

Ryu looked back up at Ken with confused puppy-like wide eyes. Ken melted, shoulders drooping.

“I know you better than most,” he began. “But today you’ve been unreadable. Maybe it’s because we haven’t seen each other in so long…”

Ken looked into Ryu’s his eyes. “Now it feels like you’re speeding this up. Did you really want to do this?”

Ryu’s mind crashed with retorts to the absurd question. Of course! I cherish every moment I get to spend with you. You’re my closest friend, my greatest rival, you’re dear to me. You’re always thinking about everyone else, with little concern about your own wellbeing…even now you’re worried about me! 

In reality 0.2 seconds after Ryu could only say aloud: “Of course I do.”

Ken sighed with a defeated smile. He studied Ryu’s features, trying to read him again.

“Maybe you do. But back then, you made incredible expressions, incredible sounds…I felt like I was doing something right.”He raised a hand, grazing a thumb over Ryu’s lips.

Ken remembered feeling Ryu’s cock twitch violently against his stomach when they were pressed together. His eyes opening wide in surprise with every thrust, his back arched when sucking on his cute nipples, tickling his already red ear with Ryu moaning Ken’s name over and over. He remember Ryu’s deep red cheeks, his eyes glazed over and mouth agape.

Ken pressed his thumb between his lips, Ryu obediently opened his mouth, allowing Ken to press against his flat, wet tongue. “I want to be good enough that you make those faces again.”

“Or,” He released Ryu’s mouth. “…Maybe you’re trying to hide from me, you do have that stoic pride anymore.” 

“So I wonder…” Ken shifted his weight.

Ken sat up, bringing Ryu’s thighs up high with him. “If I need to try something new!”

?!

Ken squatted over a folded Ryu, his legs over his body spread wide, knees practically touching the floor. Ken guided his fat tip back to Ryu’s hole, anxious to get back inside.

“Aah…Ah…Ken…?!”

Ryu tried to adjust himself but Ken had him pressed firmly to the floor as he violently dropped his hips into him. Even Ken’s face twisted in surprise, he hasn’t been this balls-deep before. With each drop made a deep smacking sound.

“Aah…ah…!” Ryu couldn’t control the moans he let out. He didn’t even consider if the rest of the temple could hear him. 

Ryu stopped squirming, relenting he can’t do anything in this position. Ken hungrily pushed into his tight hole over and over, Ryu could feel his hot thick cock forcing open his slicked tight walls again.

Ryu focused his eyes above him, his own long dick swinging in front of him, pre-cum threatening to drip on his face. He took ahold of it, stroking it slowly to keep it in place. A hot drop fell on his brow, causing him to flinch.

“Fuck…” Ken muttered under his breath.

Ken gasped as it felt like Ryu’s walls didn’t want to let go of his cock and wanted his seed now. They made wet sucking sounds as he pulled out and the echo of skin slapping when he forced his way back in.

Ken always took charge…and he’d ask if he wanted to try a new position but…

Ryu looked up to Ken to meet his gritted eyes.

Ken’s never suddenly--fucked me like this.

Ryu smiled at his own crassness. Ken noticed.

It’s exciting. I want to take on his challenge.

Ryu tried to move but he was still hard stuck on the bedding. Ken continued to crawl more and more over him, balancing by holding his ankles. The sound of wet flesh replaced the skin smacking. I still can’t do anything, it’s frustrating… I want to move! I want to wrap my legs around him! A splash of hot pre-cum hit his cheek again annoyed him as he was in no position to avoid it.

Ryu’s small smile turned into a scowl, staring daggers. Ken noticed—and flinched.

Ryu frustratingly accepted that he couldn’t do anything but get pounded by Ken over and over. He scanned his body as sensations he tried to repress before took over.

Hm? When did my face get so hot? I can even feel it in my ears. When did these beads of sweat form from head to toe? He could feel his saliva escaping his mouth, but he was too concentrated on his steady cock-stroking to bother to wipe it away. And then truly feeling how Ken’s thick cock slid inside, rubbing his walls like scratching an itch that was sending waves of pleasure through his body each time.

“……” Ryu let go of his thoughts at last, allowing the heat from his groin to swell up.

Ken slid his hand from Ryu’s ankles to behind his knees to push his legs down further. Ryu’s toes were touching the floor. Ryu grunted aloud that almost sounded like a swear. Ken watched Ryu speed up his own strokes, “Hey…what are you thinking?”

Ryu’s eyes darted up between his dark lashes. “I…aah…” Ryu’s mouth agape, he could barely think or speak.

His balls wanted release. But Ryu did not. He slowed his strokes to hold his balls close to his shaft, eyes pleading to Ken.

Wait, wait, I don’t want to cum yet…

His free hand gripping where he could on Ken’s arm. His eyes were unfocused. 

“K…Ken… ple…”

Ryu could finally focus his eyes for a moment, he could see Ken intently staring back at him

“Don’t cum yet.” Ken commanded.

“I…” Ryu pleaded.

Suddenly, his mind flashed to their youth. The same rush of feelings, the same frustration. He was told not to cum yet as well. It wasn’t the same position, but Ken was face to face all the same. His long hair covering half his face, his face tight wanting to stay his release as well. The slight smile that grew on his face. Ryu then wanted to ask, “Why not?” But instead obeyed, making a frustrated face. Ken couldn’t help but chuckle, and like he read his mind, answered his reason.

“Let’s cum together.”

Ryu in the now, looked up, his eyes wide when he saw the youthful Ken purr in a deep voice.

With no time to make sense of what he was seeing, Ryu’s thumb and finger squeezed his glands as hot cum shot out between his fingers and over his face and chest. Before he could think to squeeze more out, he felt a new wave of thick hot liquid splash on his nose and lower lip. Ryu let out a noise in surprise, squinted his eyes open and saw the young Ken stroking his cock over him, shooting more.

Ryu squeezed his cock, feeling the remnants drip out all over hand. He could hear the Ken panting, he could hear crickets outside. A gust of wind rustling the trees. Ryu blinked, and the Ken that crumpled over him was the Ken of the now again. Ryu stared to make sure.

Ken looked over his work: Ryu flushed red, the shine of so much cum on his face, gliding around his thick neck and heaving chest.

Ken rolled to the side, suddenly feeling achey from the awkward position. “I don’t know what came over me, sorry, man.”

Ryu couldn’t even shake his head in response. He was still taking in the reality he was in.

Ken looked at Ryu who was frozen looking at the ceiling. He couldn’t understand but thought Ryu was frozen from so much cum on him and quickly reached for the tissue box nearby. The rustle of Ken’s frantic pulling tissues snapped Ryu out of his mini-meditation. He let out a strained laugh.

Again, thinking as if Ken could read his mind, finally answered Ken’s question. “Yeah, I remember that night fondly.”

Ken paused and quirked his head to the side in confusion, already forgotten the reason he was frustrated in the first place. “I’m…glad?”

Ryu took his answer at face value and smiled big. I learned a lot tonight.

The cum was now feeling sticky and cold, but he didn’t mind. He took the tissues out of Ken’s hand with a grin. “Yeah. I am too.”

END

Thank you for reading!

This was written with the intent of being a comic but I’m taking a break from drawing them this year. I’m sorry for the messy prose. But I really wish I could have drawn this as a comic! I want to draw the cute Ryu moments! I want to draw a Ryu that can only be flustered by Ken! (lol)
I wanted to write a Ryu who appears quiet to others, but inside his mind it goes a mile a minute. I like to think he’s very thoughtful and observant, and expects others to feel the same he does sometimes. Much to the detriment to Ken, who can’t read his mind. Maybe it’s why he meditates so much.