His brain was foggy and he couldn't really remember how it started. All he knew was that her moist lips were against his, urgent and demanding. The couch he was sitting on was unknown, but soft and comfy. Maybe it was somewhere in the "nerd lab". Her tiny hands running through his hair. He could feel her every curve and his raging hormones were reacting very fast to it. He only noticed she was stradling him when she shifted her weight to press her crotch against his hard shaft. He gasped in reaction to the unexpected contact. He could feel her wetness pooling on the hard denim of his pants. She had only her panties on?

"Hiro" her hot breath brushed against his ear and she squeezed her breasts against his thin but muscular chest. His hands clung to her white tank top. He was trying to find his voice, to ask her what was she doing, but all he could he do was let his hands travel down and grab her firm ass. He earned a low moan from her.

Gogo's perfectly round thighs were around his hips, she kissed him again using her tongue to open his mouth and grinded again the bulge in his pants.

His stomach flinched as he felt her silken hands pull at the border of his pants and caress the skin underneath. She forced his button open and reached his pulsing member from inside his underwear.

He broke the kiss and his hand immediately covered hers. Gogo looked into his eyes as she panted, her lips formed a confidente grin. Hiro hissed as her hand moved down his lenght, loud moans came from him as she continued her motion, adding another hand. His hands squeezed her thighs as his hips thrust into her soft hands, enjoying the feeling of being touched there by her.

A primal need was taking over him and he wanted more. More heat. More pressure. More of her. But how would he tell her? What should he do?

His large hands held her hips firmly and pushed her backwards until her weight gave in and her back touched the soft pillows of the couch. She placed her thumbs in the border of her panties and pushed them down. He lifted his lower body a little to tug his pants and underwear lower so that his erection was free. He was so hard it was almost painful. Gogo was panting and griping his shoulders anxiously. His fingertips moved under her top feeling her silky skin, his eyes watching her reaction as he lifted the tissue to expose her soft breasts. She just closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as his warm palms cupped them. Stop staring at them was nearly impossible, her creamy skin seemed to glow in the dim light of wherever they were. They looked firm but also impossibly smooth and definetly bigger than he expected. She always hid them under that leather jacket, it was difficult to see anything really. He sucked the pink peaks as she whimpered and rubbed her hot moist center against his bare dick. The wetness coming from her hot center making him slippery and slick.

"Hiro... I ...need it.." She whimpered as she dug her nails on his hips. Slowly, he let himself sink into her silky walls, feeling her tightness squeeze him. Her cries and whimpers got louder as he thrusted his hips faster, sweat glittering on his skin. His whole body was shaking, he shut his eyes as his muscles tensed up and a white flash hit the back of his eyes.

He openned his eyes lazily, still a little dizzy and trying to focus his blurry vision. He shifted uncomfortably and noticed his sheets and pajama pants were sticky and moist.

"Oh, man... Not again."

Great. Wet dreams. He just hated puberty. This was just what he needed, every single night have those dreams with her. The girl that would never look at him that way. The girl he would never have.

Author's Note:

Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed this Hirogo fic. English is not my native language so I apologize for grammar mistakes.