any excuse for ntt, right
So yeah, I hear it's someone's birthday. Considering I can barely keep up with most dates anyway, I consider the following... um, I don't know, a feat?
Three is a Magic Number
Nakamaru Yuichi/Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
NC-17-- BDSM themes, sort of
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
It was Koki’s birthday, and damn if it hadn’t been awesome. He’d managed to get his actual birthday off work, as well as the two days following, even though he really had no idea what he’d actually do for the remaining days. He’d spent the day relaxing with his family, and the day before he’d gotten gifts from Kame and Ueda as he left for the day. All Koki had gotten from Taguchi and Maru were texts inviting him to hang out with them that evening. He was wondering if there was something waiting for him when they met up.
As he was getting ready to leave his flat, Koki got another text from Maru: You should bring a bag and stay over tonight. Koki gathered the few things he’d need and sent a message back: Your place or Taguchi’s?
Another message from Maru directed Koki to come over to his place, and that the door would be unlocked when he got there. Koki shrugged to himself and made his way to Maru’s apartment, wondering what they’d be doing when he got there.
A short drive later, Koki arrived at Maru’s door, knocking lightly before entering and locking the door behind him. The first thing he noticed was that the flat was kind of quiet, and the living room was empty. He jumped a bit when his message alert trilled, lighting up with more instructions from Maru. Put your bag down, strip, and kneel in front of the coffee table. Oh. It was going to be one of those kinds of nights, but Koki was fine with that.
Koki grinned a little as he complied, taking the time to fold his clothes properly and placing them next to his bag and sneakers in the entryway. He strode across the room and settled in front of the table, placing his hands on his knees as he waited for Maru and Taguchi to enter the room. His mind began wandering as he waited, and he wondered what exactly was in store for the night.
The minutes dragged on as Koki waited, the urge to fidget increasing. After what seemed like an eternity and the beginnings of pins and needles in his knees, Maru and Taguchi walked into the living room, ignoring Koki until they took a seat on the couch. Koki watched through his eyelashes as Junno folded himself onto the couch and settled his head in Maru’s lap, a contented smile on his face as Maru ran delicate fingers through his hair. Finally, Maru spoke. “Koki, for your birthday, Junno and I got you a little something special. I hope you enjoy it as much as we will.” Maru tugged Junno’s hair, urging him to get up. “Junno, go get Koki’s present.”
Junno rose from his perch, walking back to the bedroom without a word. Koki’s interest was piqued as he imagined what his gift could possibly be. Maru leaned forward, stretching out a hand to pull Koki closer. “Koki, I plan to fuck you tonight, and I plan on watching Junno fuck you as well. I’m sure you’ve come to realize that I like to watch.”
Koki sucked in a breath and bit his lip, nodding at Maru. Junno returned, a wide black PVC collar adorned with a single o-ring in his hands. Maru spoke again. “Koki, you’re going to go with Junno and take a shower. You are not to touch yourself, but Junno has my permission to touch you as he sees fit. Do you understand?” Koki looked up at Maru and nodded. “Good. Go now, and come back when you’re finished. We’ll work on your posture later.” Maru leaned back into the couch, crossing his legs and turning the television on, dismissing the two of them.
Junno put the collar on the coffee table and helped Koki up, taking him by the hand and leading him down the hall to the bathroom. “Kou-chan, come on,” Junno grinned, still holding on to Koki’s hand. “I’ve been waiting to play with you all day,” he whispered into Koki’s ear, tongue flicking out to tease. “I also have another present for you, but you’ll have to wait.”
Koki wondered what the other gift could be. “Junno, what is it? You can just tell me.” Koki knew it was a weak attempt to wheedle out an answer, and wasn’t surprised when the only response he got from Junno was a smirk as he turned the shower spray on, adjusting the temperature before turning back to Koki.
“Kou-chan, you’ll just have to wait and see. Now, help me out of my clothes.” Junno kept grinning as Koki yanked his t-shirt over his head, flinging it aside and going for his belt buckle. Junno laughed at Koki’s attack on his clothing, batting his hands away so he could step out of his pants and underwear. “Kou-chan, let’s hurry up and get clean.”
With those words, Junno stepped under the spray, pulling Koki in by the arm, gripping almost too harshly. Junno wasted no time in shoving Koki under the spray and pressing himself along the line of his back, hands roving over every bit of skin they could reach. Junno buried his face in the junction of Koki’s neck and shoulder, biting down as he scraped his fingernails up his torso, earning a yelp from Koki. He abruptly let go to find the soap, forgoing a washcloth and running lathered hands wherever he could reach, making sure to pinch and scratch as he went, gently tugging at Koki’s navel piercing and barely stroking his cock. Koki tried to get more friction by wriggling in Junno’s grasp, but was stopped short by his vice grip and hot whisper in his ear. “Kou-chan, be patient. I want you to lean forward and brace yourself against the wall, now.”
Koki did as he was told, squirming a bit as Junno continued rubbing soapy hands down his spine and pinching his ass before playfully slipping nimble fingers along the cleft and prodding gently at his rim. Koki drew in a sharp breath, letting it out as a disappointed groan as Junno quickly and thoroughly finished soaping him down and withdrawing to wash himself, occasionally sneaking quick gropes before pulling Koki back under the cooling water for a final rinse. The bathroom was steamy, almost too warm, as Junno pulled a plush towel from the rack and started drying Koki as he protested, “Junno, I can do it myself.”
Junno hummed, completely ignoring Koki’s words. “Kou-chan, it’s your birthday, and Yucchi and I plan to take care of you. Let me do this for you,” Junno continued as he mouthed the side of Koki’s neck before bending down to towel off his legs and wrap the towel around his waist. “You only get to keep the towel while we’re in here, just so you know.” With those words, Junno grabbed his own towel, perfunctorily drying himself and tying it before turning Koki to face the mirror and grip the counter. “Now you’ll get your other present,” Junno whispered hotly into Koki’s ear, tongue flicking his ear again as he pushed his shoulders forward. “Spread your legs a bit and stay like that; I’ve got to go and get it.”
Koki shivered at the cool air drifting in from the open bathroom door, ideas forming about what Junno’s gift could be. He could hear the muted sounds of the television wafting in as the mirror defogged, and he smelled takeaway that must have come while he and Junno were showering. Junno returned, a nondescript box in his hands and one of his usual smug grins in place as he shut the door. “It’s a surprise for Yucchi, too,” was Junno’s explanation. “Go ahead and open it.”
Curiosity piqued, Koki opened the box, flushing as he realized that the surprisewas a shiny steel butt plug with a ruby-toned jewel in the base. He couldn’t help but imagine how its weight would feel inside him, or Yucchi commanding him to display the toy. “Junno, thank you,” Koki mumbled, tensing a bit as Junno pulled his towel off without warning.
“Kou-chan, I need you to relax,” Junno murmured as he plastered himself to Koki’s back once again, towel-clad hips grinding slowly. “I want you to watch yourself in the mirror as I slick you up and fill you with your gift.”
At this, Koki groaned as he focused on his reflection, placing the box on the counter for Junno’s convenience and resuming his grip on the edge. Junno smirked over Koki’s shoulder, unabashedly making eye contact as he popped the cap of a strategically hidden tube of lube, slicking the fingers of one hand and using the other to spread Koki open as he eased a finger in. Junno maintained eye contact as he slowly fingered Koki, adding a second finger as Koki bit his lip and began to lightly push back. He snaked his free hand from Koki’s ass up his torso, scratching on his way to place his hand gently against Koki’s throat. “Kou-chan, you’re so tight, every time we play is like the first time,” Junno leaned even closer to Koki and added a third finger, speeding up as soft pleas began tumbling from Koki’s mouth, a stream of more and please and faster, Junno. He pulled away from Koki, working his fingers faster when they bumped against Koki’s prostate, running his hand back down his torso to hold Koki’s hips in place before abruptly withdrawing all touch, chuckling lightly as Koki whined and flushed pink as he realized the noise he’d just made. “Be patient, Kou-chan, I’m about to fill you up.”
From the fumbling noises behind him, Koki guessed that Junno was taking the plug from its box and lubing it up. He jumped a bit when Junno’s fingers returned, gently pushing the cold metal inside, achingly slow. “Junno,” Koki whispered as he watched the intense look of concentration on the other’s face. At last, the plug was seated firmly and Junno reached around Koki’s sides to rinse his hands in the sink, drying them on his towel before turning Koki around and urging him to perch on the counter. Koki squirmed, trying to adjust to the intrusion as Junno pressed forward in the space between his knees, kissing him gently as Maru opened the bathroom door, lips twitching at the scene.
“I thought you two had drowned or something. Put on robes and come eat something before it gets cold.” Maru pushed himself from the door frame, returning to the kitchen. Junno laughed as he helped Koki down and led him to Maru’s bedroom to find a couple of spare robes on the back of the door. They shrugged them on, loosely tying them, and walked to the kitchen, joining Maru at the table. “Koki, I know I’ve been telling you what to do all evening, and I plan to for the rest of the night. However, we’re going to have the usual safewords, okay? Tell me what they are.”
Shifting in his seat, Koki answered. “Red to stop, yellow to slow down, and green to keep going,” was his rushed answer. Junno nodded his agreement, smirking in Koki’s general direction and Maru narrowed his gaze.
“Do you two want to tell me anything?” Maru paused in picking at his noodles. He looked like he had an inkling of what had gone on in his bathroom, but wanted one of them to say it out loud. Koki kept looking down at his plate while Junno laughed.
“I’d rather show you, Yucchi,” was Junno’s quick response as he continued smirking in amusement. “Let’s hurry up and finish.”
The meal passed in silence, color rising in Koki’s cheeks as he squirmed throughout, Junno continually grinning, and Maru observing the proceedings. Once they were through, Maru cleared the table as Junno retrieved the collar from the living room and turned off the television. Maru finished putting the dishes in the washer, then turned to Koki again. “Come on, Koki, let’s all go to the bedroom.” He reached out a hand to Koki, gently pulling him up from his seat and down the hall.
They entered Maru’s room in time to watch Junno fling off his robe with abandon. “Junno, put that away properly. Once you’ve done that, the two of you may undress me.” Maru grasped the shoulders of Koki’s robe and pulled it down, exposing him to the cool air and both Maru and Junno’s heated gazes. Koki’s robe was dropped to the floor, left there for Junno to put away before he and Koki turned to Maru, reaching out to unfasten buttons and belt buckle, swiftly exposing pale skin to their roving hands.
Junno lay Maru’s clothes over a chair and returned to Koki’s side, leading him to climb onto the bed. “Yucchi, I’ll show you what we were up to in the bathroom,” Junno said, pushing gently at Koki’s shoulders, forcing him onto his hands and knees and exposing the glint of the jewelled base of the plug to Maru.
Maru crossed the room, an appreciative sound in the back of his throat. “No wonder you took so long. Such an unyielding toy.” At those words, Koki felt Maru’s fingers run along his back, all the way to the plug, pulling it out slightly, then wiggling it around for a few moments before pushing it back in. “Did you pick this out Junno?”
“I did,” was the quick response, and Koki could hear the smugness in Junno’s voice. “I think it really suits Kou-chan.”
Maru’s touch returned to Koki’s shoulders, urging him to sit back up and kneel. “Koki, I want to put your collar on now, and I want you to face the dresser mirror so you can watch.” Maru pressed a gentle kiss to the back of his neck as his fingers lightly circled it, the faintest hint of pressure for just an instant, pulling away too soon for Koki’s taste. Koki shuffled on Maru’s bed, unable to keep from blushing at the sight of Maru and Junno climbing up behind him and entwining for a brief kiss and then turning their attentions back to him, eyes dark with lust. Each of them curled an arm around his front, Junno playing with his navel and Maru pinching a nipple as they kissed either side of his neck before withdrawing again. Junno handed the collar to Maru, eyes hungry as he watched him gently fit the collar under Koki’s chin and carefully buckle it in place. Collar in place to his satisfaction, Maru ran two fingers between Koki’s neck and the collar and tugged gently at the single ring adorning the front as he whispered, “Is it too tight? When you wear this, you belong to me, and me alone. Do you understand?”
Koki nodded as best he could, collar restricting the movement of his head.“Yes, Yucchi. It’s not too tight, either.” Pleased with the answer Maru withdrew, taking a seat as Junno embraced Koki from behind, teasingly stroking his burgeoning erection to full hardness before wrapping a shiny cock ring snugly around the base and urging Koki to lay on his back. Junno fitted a pillow under his hips as a confused look crossed Koki’s face and he asked, “Yucchi, has there always been a mirror on your ceiling?”
Junno answered laughingly, “No, there hasn’t, Kou-chan. That was my idea. Now just enjoy the show, okay?” With those words, he went straight for the plug still nestled between Koki’s cheeks, wiggling it around before gently pulling it out and pushing it back in, not relenting until Koki was gripping the sheets, his hips rocking upwards in an attempt for more friction, unable to look away from the mirror, and not just because of the collar restricting his movement. He hadn’t known how pleasing it was to watch the lean lines of Junno’s back as nimble fingers scratched their way down his chest. Koki moaned when Junno pulled away to snatch a condom and another strategically placed bottle of lube, groaning in frustration as he asked, “Was there something you wanted, Kou-chan? I’m not quite sure I know how to proceed.”
Koki’s eyes cut downward as he tried his best to glare at Junno. “Junno, please, just fuck me. The sooner the better.” Junno just smirked, pretending that he hadn’t heard Koki. He tried again, slightly less demanding. “Please Junno. I want you to keep touching me, and to fuck me, please. Please hurry,” Koki breathed out, jumping a little when he heard Maru’s commanding tone ring out.
“Junno, fuck Koki, but go slowly. I want him to watch every second of you fucking him into the mattress.”
Koki felt Junno’s dick twitch against his at the order, unable to tear his gaze away from the reflection of Junno ripping open the foil and rolling the condom on himself, hands returning to gently pull the plug out of his ass and slicking his fingers before filling him with two. Koki watched them slowly disappear as Junno thrust and scissored his fingers for an excruciating eternity before finally adding a third, bumping against his spot and prompting him to try his best to push back onto the intrusion.
Maru let it slide for a few moments before calling out to Junno, “Enough of that. He’s ready for your dick.”
Junno pulled away long enough to spread a coat of lube over his cock, then grabbed Koki’s thighs, pushing them apart as he began his slow slide into Koki, still transfixed by the images in the mirror. Finally, Junno was seated fully inside Koki, waiting for Maru’s next command.
“Wrap one of his legs around your waist, Junno. Koki, do you think you can stand having your other leg pressed toward your chest?”
Koki whimpered as Junno manhandled him as Maru directed, biting out a breathless, “Yes! Please!” He kept his gaze trained on his mirror-self, a pretty flush spreading from his cheeks down to his chest, Junno bent over him with a hand wrapped around the knee he was pushing up, sweat beginning to glisten down his back.
“Move, Junno.”
Junno complied, pulling almost completely out before pressing back in, agonizingly slow as Koki watched himself grab fistfuls of the bedsheets, wondering if he was allowed to touch Junno. The slow pace continued, seemingly endless before Maru spoke out again.
“Junno, speed up.”
Koki continued to watch as his mirror-self began to move faster with Junno’s increased pace, crying out when the faster movements allowed Junno to hit his prostate, his increasing pants cluing Junno in to keep aiming for it.
Maru spoke out once again. “Junno, finish at your discretion.” He was starting to sound as hot and bothered as Koki had been since the evening had started in earnest.
Junno sped up again, fumbling his free hand towards one of Koki’s, lacing their fingers together as his hips faltered and Koki felt Junno pulse deep inside. Junno gingerly pulled out, straightening up and unwinding Koki from around his hips, gently rubbing the tense muscles before flopping down next to him. Koki watched as one of Junno’s arms slid across his chest as he pressed light kisses along the edges of the collar.
Maru got up from his chair, pausing to rifle through his bedside drawer for a condom, ripping it open and putting it on languidly, content to stare at the picture Junno and Koki made, stroking himself a few times before climbing onto the bed, somber as he asked, “Koki, how are you doing?”
Koki tore his gaze away from the mirror, meeting Maru’s eyes as he answered. “Green, Yucchi. I’m okay.” He reached a hand out to Maru, lightly running it down his arm. “I’m ready for you.”
Maru nodded, lubing his fingers and prodding at Koki’s entrance, making him squirm. Maru looked thoughtful as he continued to gently finger Koki, murmuring mostly to himself, “Still, so tight.” Koki fought down his blush, not entirely sure that it had worked but confident that it wasn’t too obvious. Maru withdrew his fingers and lined himself up with Koki, pushing his knees up as he slid inside. “Koki, I want you to watch me fuck you.” With those words, Maru began fucking Koki with single-minded determination, eyes dark as he watched Koki staring at himself the mirror, Junno continuing to trail fingers where he could reach, gently pinching and scratching nails down Koki’s chest, fingers occasionally coming up to play with the ring of the collar. Maru sped up, hands scrabbling at Koki’s thighs as he pushed himself toward orgasm after drawing it out for the entire evening. Aiming his last thrusts at Koki’s prostate, Maru reached his peak, bursting as Koki began to beg for his own release, finally becoming aware of his need when Junno snuck a hand down to playfully tug at his cock.
Maru pulled out, spent. He pulled himself away from the bed enough to throw his used condom in the wastebasket under the bedside table, then pulled Junno off of Koki to urge him to do the same. Maru took the opportunity to whisper in Junno’s ear as they watched Koki writhe on the bed, still begging to be allowed to come, oblivious to their plotting.
Junno smirked as Maru drew back, lips twitching in amusement as they climbed back onto the bed to either side of Koki. As one, they leaned in to kiss and nip at Koki’s collarbones and jawline, hands reaching out to hold his down. Junno moved downwards, licking and biting, paying special attention to Koki’s nipples and navel, pulling gently at the barbell with his teeth while Maru whispered hot and filthy into Koki’s ear. “Koki, I want to hear you scream and plead before I allow you to come. I know you can do it, otherwise Junno and I will continue our fun with each other, and tie your hands so that all you can do is stare at your reflection as we play with each other.”
Koki couldn’t help but groan deeply, “Fuck, Yucchi, please don’t, I want to come so badly...”
Maru smirked, his whispered threats continuing. “I’m not entirely convinced, Koki.” He pulled away to address Junno. “Stop that, Junno, and get back up here.” Junno pressed a quick kiss to Koki’s cheek before turning to Maru, leaning over him as he listened to Maru’s barely-audible whisper, roughly grabbing him and nipping at his bottom lip, the two of them pulling away slightly as they exchanged sloppy open-mouthed kisses in Koki’s line of sight and earning another round of moans and curses from him. Maru drew back, returning to teasing Koki with his teeth and tongue, slowly making his way down Koki’s torso, earning a frustrated growl from Koki when he bypassed his erection, lightly mouthing the tender skin in the junction of his thighs.
Junno gathered up Koki’s wrists, holding them crossed over his chest, taking his turn at whispering wickedly into his ear. “Kou-chan, I love seeing you so hot and bothered. Look at yourself, how pretty your cheeks flush even as we’re lying here, and how stark the contrast of your collar is against your skin. I’d have you wear it all the time if we could get away with it, I guess we’ll just have to savor the times we’ll get to use it. Watch the lines of Yucchi’s back as he teases you. We just need you to tell us how bad you want to come, we’ll take care of you, Kou-chan.”
“Please, Junno, I want to come. Please, please let me come. I don’t know how much longer I can wait,” Koki gasped out, struggling against Junno’s hold. “Yucchi, please, I want you to suck me, I want to touch you, both of you...” Koki trailed off, chest heaving, voice on the edge of desperation. Maru glanced up at Junno, then urged him to release Koki’s hands and join him. Once again, Junno kissed and licked his way down Koki’s chest, threading fingers into Maru’s hair to pull him into a searing kiss before turning his attention to Koki’s neglected erection, both of them licking hot stripes up each side, tearing an almost sobbing moan from him.
Needing no other encouragement, Maru began licking and sucking slowly, earning more noises of frustration from Koki, before finally having mercy and fully engulfing Koki’s cock. At the same time, Junno had found the discarded lube and re-slicked his fingers, snaking slippery fingers under Maru and prodding at Koki’s stretched rim, making him jerk into Maru’s mouth. Maru paused in his ministrations to pinch Junno before returning to the task at hand, gently fondling Koki’s balls as he continued working Koki’s length towards the back of his throat. Junno used his free arm to pin Koki’s hips as he maintained his slow fingering, speeding up as Koki’s moans turned into a stready stream of incomprehensible curses.
Abruptly, Maru pulled away, whispering into Junno’s ear before sitting back to lube his fingers and tangling them with Junno’s and pushing in slowly, pausing to speak. “Koki, I think it’s been long enough.” With these words, he unfastened the cock ring one-handed as he began to finger Koki counter point to Junno’s rhythm, uttering a single word. “Come.”
Koki surprised himself with the volume of his shrieking orgasm, entranced by the picture he made as he stared at his reflection, warm come splattering his chest and stomach, fists clenched in the sheets as his hips pumped fruitlessly at the air while Maru and Junno’s fingers slid in and out of him.
Koki woke to something warm and wet moving on his chest, blinking slowly as he realized that the something was Junno’s tongue, and that Maru was looming over them both, a fist tangled in Junno’s hair to guide him. Koki groaned brokenly, arms too weak to cooperate with his brain’s urge to touch them both. He could only hope that between the two of them, they could guess what he wanted to convey. He whined a little when Junno’s warmth pulled away from him, Maru lying back and pulling Koki into his arms, softly whispering. “Koki, Junno will be back, just be patient.” He ran fingers through Koki’s damp hair, eliciting a small noise of content.
Junno returned, a warm cloth in hand. The smile on his face was soft as he gently wiped Koki down before putting the rag aside in favor of crawling into bed, a hand reaching to help Maru gently unfasten the collar and place it on the bedside table before gently running fingers along where the collar had been.
“Best birthday gift ever,” were Koki’s words before his eyes slipped closed in exhaustion as Maru and Junno held him from both sides. He didn’t see the amused look that spoke of more to come that passed between the two of them, unaware that he still had more in store.
Three is a Magic Number
Nakamaru Yuichi/Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
NC-17-- BDSM themes, sort of
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
It was Koki’s birthday, and damn if it hadn’t been awesome. He’d managed to get his actual birthday off work, as well as the two days following, even though he really had no idea what he’d actually do for the remaining days. He’d spent the day relaxing with his family, and the day before he’d gotten gifts from Kame and Ueda as he left for the day. All Koki had gotten from Taguchi and Maru were texts inviting him to hang out with them that evening. He was wondering if there was something waiting for him when they met up.
As he was getting ready to leave his flat, Koki got another text from Maru: You should bring a bag and stay over tonight. Koki gathered the few things he’d need and sent a message back: Your place or Taguchi’s?
Another message from Maru directed Koki to come over to his place, and that the door would be unlocked when he got there. Koki shrugged to himself and made his way to Maru’s apartment, wondering what they’d be doing when he got there.
A short drive later, Koki arrived at Maru’s door, knocking lightly before entering and locking the door behind him. The first thing he noticed was that the flat was kind of quiet, and the living room was empty. He jumped a bit when his message alert trilled, lighting up with more instructions from Maru. Put your bag down, strip, and kneel in front of the coffee table. Oh. It was going to be one of those kinds of nights, but Koki was fine with that.
Koki grinned a little as he complied, taking the time to fold his clothes properly and placing them next to his bag and sneakers in the entryway. He strode across the room and settled in front of the table, placing his hands on his knees as he waited for Maru and Taguchi to enter the room. His mind began wandering as he waited, and he wondered what exactly was in store for the night.
The minutes dragged on as Koki waited, the urge to fidget increasing. After what seemed like an eternity and the beginnings of pins and needles in his knees, Maru and Taguchi walked into the living room, ignoring Koki until they took a seat on the couch. Koki watched through his eyelashes as Junno folded himself onto the couch and settled his head in Maru’s lap, a contented smile on his face as Maru ran delicate fingers through his hair. Finally, Maru spoke. “Koki, for your birthday, Junno and I got you a little something special. I hope you enjoy it as much as we will.” Maru tugged Junno’s hair, urging him to get up. “Junno, go get Koki’s present.”
Junno rose from his perch, walking back to the bedroom without a word. Koki’s interest was piqued as he imagined what his gift could possibly be. Maru leaned forward, stretching out a hand to pull Koki closer. “Koki, I plan to fuck you tonight, and I plan on watching Junno fuck you as well. I’m sure you’ve come to realize that I like to watch.”
Koki sucked in a breath and bit his lip, nodding at Maru. Junno returned, a wide black PVC collar adorned with a single o-ring in his hands. Maru spoke again. “Koki, you’re going to go with Junno and take a shower. You are not to touch yourself, but Junno has my permission to touch you as he sees fit. Do you understand?” Koki looked up at Maru and nodded. “Good. Go now, and come back when you’re finished. We’ll work on your posture later.” Maru leaned back into the couch, crossing his legs and turning the television on, dismissing the two of them.
Junno put the collar on the coffee table and helped Koki up, taking him by the hand and leading him down the hall to the bathroom. “Kou-chan, come on,” Junno grinned, still holding on to Koki’s hand. “I’ve been waiting to play with you all day,” he whispered into Koki’s ear, tongue flicking out to tease. “I also have another present for you, but you’ll have to wait.”
Koki wondered what the other gift could be. “Junno, what is it? You can just tell me.” Koki knew it was a weak attempt to wheedle out an answer, and wasn’t surprised when the only response he got from Junno was a smirk as he turned the shower spray on, adjusting the temperature before turning back to Koki.
“Kou-chan, you’ll just have to wait and see. Now, help me out of my clothes.” Junno kept grinning as Koki yanked his t-shirt over his head, flinging it aside and going for his belt buckle. Junno laughed at Koki’s attack on his clothing, batting his hands away so he could step out of his pants and underwear. “Kou-chan, let’s hurry up and get clean.”
With those words, Junno stepped under the spray, pulling Koki in by the arm, gripping almost too harshly. Junno wasted no time in shoving Koki under the spray and pressing himself along the line of his back, hands roving over every bit of skin they could reach. Junno buried his face in the junction of Koki’s neck and shoulder, biting down as he scraped his fingernails up his torso, earning a yelp from Koki. He abruptly let go to find the soap, forgoing a washcloth and running lathered hands wherever he could reach, making sure to pinch and scratch as he went, gently tugging at Koki’s navel piercing and barely stroking his cock. Koki tried to get more friction by wriggling in Junno’s grasp, but was stopped short by his vice grip and hot whisper in his ear. “Kou-chan, be patient. I want you to lean forward and brace yourself against the wall, now.”
Koki did as he was told, squirming a bit as Junno continued rubbing soapy hands down his spine and pinching his ass before playfully slipping nimble fingers along the cleft and prodding gently at his rim. Koki drew in a sharp breath, letting it out as a disappointed groan as Junno quickly and thoroughly finished soaping him down and withdrawing to wash himself, occasionally sneaking quick gropes before pulling Koki back under the cooling water for a final rinse. The bathroom was steamy, almost too warm, as Junno pulled a plush towel from the rack and started drying Koki as he protested, “Junno, I can do it myself.”
Junno hummed, completely ignoring Koki’s words. “Kou-chan, it’s your birthday, and Yucchi and I plan to take care of you. Let me do this for you,” Junno continued as he mouthed the side of Koki’s neck before bending down to towel off his legs and wrap the towel around his waist. “You only get to keep the towel while we’re in here, just so you know.” With those words, Junno grabbed his own towel, perfunctorily drying himself and tying it before turning Koki to face the mirror and grip the counter. “Now you’ll get your other present,” Junno whispered hotly into Koki’s ear, tongue flicking his ear again as he pushed his shoulders forward. “Spread your legs a bit and stay like that; I’ve got to go and get it.”
Koki shivered at the cool air drifting in from the open bathroom door, ideas forming about what Junno’s gift could be. He could hear the muted sounds of the television wafting in as the mirror defogged, and he smelled takeaway that must have come while he and Junno were showering. Junno returned, a nondescript box in his hands and one of his usual smug grins in place as he shut the door. “It’s a surprise for Yucchi, too,” was Junno’s explanation. “Go ahead and open it.”
Curiosity piqued, Koki opened the box, flushing as he realized that the surprisewas a shiny steel butt plug with a ruby-toned jewel in the base. He couldn’t help but imagine how its weight would feel inside him, or Yucchi commanding him to display the toy. “Junno, thank you,” Koki mumbled, tensing a bit as Junno pulled his towel off without warning.
“Kou-chan, I need you to relax,” Junno murmured as he plastered himself to Koki’s back once again, towel-clad hips grinding slowly. “I want you to watch yourself in the mirror as I slick you up and fill you with your gift.”
At this, Koki groaned as he focused on his reflection, placing the box on the counter for Junno’s convenience and resuming his grip on the edge. Junno smirked over Koki’s shoulder, unabashedly making eye contact as he popped the cap of a strategically hidden tube of lube, slicking the fingers of one hand and using the other to spread Koki open as he eased a finger in. Junno maintained eye contact as he slowly fingered Koki, adding a second finger as Koki bit his lip and began to lightly push back. He snaked his free hand from Koki’s ass up his torso, scratching on his way to place his hand gently against Koki’s throat. “Kou-chan, you’re so tight, every time we play is like the first time,” Junno leaned even closer to Koki and added a third finger, speeding up as soft pleas began tumbling from Koki’s mouth, a stream of more and please and faster, Junno. He pulled away from Koki, working his fingers faster when they bumped against Koki’s prostate, running his hand back down his torso to hold Koki’s hips in place before abruptly withdrawing all touch, chuckling lightly as Koki whined and flushed pink as he realized the noise he’d just made. “Be patient, Kou-chan, I’m about to fill you up.”
From the fumbling noises behind him, Koki guessed that Junno was taking the plug from its box and lubing it up. He jumped a bit when Junno’s fingers returned, gently pushing the cold metal inside, achingly slow. “Junno,” Koki whispered as he watched the intense look of concentration on the other’s face. At last, the plug was seated firmly and Junno reached around Koki’s sides to rinse his hands in the sink, drying them on his towel before turning Koki around and urging him to perch on the counter. Koki squirmed, trying to adjust to the intrusion as Junno pressed forward in the space between his knees, kissing him gently as Maru opened the bathroom door, lips twitching at the scene.
“I thought you two had drowned or something. Put on robes and come eat something before it gets cold.” Maru pushed himself from the door frame, returning to the kitchen. Junno laughed as he helped Koki down and led him to Maru’s bedroom to find a couple of spare robes on the back of the door. They shrugged them on, loosely tying them, and walked to the kitchen, joining Maru at the table. “Koki, I know I’ve been telling you what to do all evening, and I plan to for the rest of the night. However, we’re going to have the usual safewords, okay? Tell me what they are.”
Shifting in his seat, Koki answered. “Red to stop, yellow to slow down, and green to keep going,” was his rushed answer. Junno nodded his agreement, smirking in Koki’s general direction and Maru narrowed his gaze.
“Do you two want to tell me anything?” Maru paused in picking at his noodles. He looked like he had an inkling of what had gone on in his bathroom, but wanted one of them to say it out loud. Koki kept looking down at his plate while Junno laughed.
“I’d rather show you, Yucchi,” was Junno’s quick response as he continued smirking in amusement. “Let’s hurry up and finish.”
The meal passed in silence, color rising in Koki’s cheeks as he squirmed throughout, Junno continually grinning, and Maru observing the proceedings. Once they were through, Maru cleared the table as Junno retrieved the collar from the living room and turned off the television. Maru finished putting the dishes in the washer, then turned to Koki again. “Come on, Koki, let’s all go to the bedroom.” He reached out a hand to Koki, gently pulling him up from his seat and down the hall.
They entered Maru’s room in time to watch Junno fling off his robe with abandon. “Junno, put that away properly. Once you’ve done that, the two of you may undress me.” Maru grasped the shoulders of Koki’s robe and pulled it down, exposing him to the cool air and both Maru and Junno’s heated gazes. Koki’s robe was dropped to the floor, left there for Junno to put away before he and Koki turned to Maru, reaching out to unfasten buttons and belt buckle, swiftly exposing pale skin to their roving hands.
Junno lay Maru’s clothes over a chair and returned to Koki’s side, leading him to climb onto the bed. “Yucchi, I’ll show you what we were up to in the bathroom,” Junno said, pushing gently at Koki’s shoulders, forcing him onto his hands and knees and exposing the glint of the jewelled base of the plug to Maru.
Maru crossed the room, an appreciative sound in the back of his throat. “No wonder you took so long. Such an unyielding toy.” At those words, Koki felt Maru’s fingers run along his back, all the way to the plug, pulling it out slightly, then wiggling it around for a few moments before pushing it back in. “Did you pick this out Junno?”
“I did,” was the quick response, and Koki could hear the smugness in Junno’s voice. “I think it really suits Kou-chan.”
Maru’s touch returned to Koki’s shoulders, urging him to sit back up and kneel. “Koki, I want to put your collar on now, and I want you to face the dresser mirror so you can watch.” Maru pressed a gentle kiss to the back of his neck as his fingers lightly circled it, the faintest hint of pressure for just an instant, pulling away too soon for Koki’s taste. Koki shuffled on Maru’s bed, unable to keep from blushing at the sight of Maru and Junno climbing up behind him and entwining for a brief kiss and then turning their attentions back to him, eyes dark with lust. Each of them curled an arm around his front, Junno playing with his navel and Maru pinching a nipple as they kissed either side of his neck before withdrawing again. Junno handed the collar to Maru, eyes hungry as he watched him gently fit the collar under Koki’s chin and carefully buckle it in place. Collar in place to his satisfaction, Maru ran two fingers between Koki’s neck and the collar and tugged gently at the single ring adorning the front as he whispered, “Is it too tight? When you wear this, you belong to me, and me alone. Do you understand?”
Koki nodded as best he could, collar restricting the movement of his head.“Yes, Yucchi. It’s not too tight, either.” Pleased with the answer Maru withdrew, taking a seat as Junno embraced Koki from behind, teasingly stroking his burgeoning erection to full hardness before wrapping a shiny cock ring snugly around the base and urging Koki to lay on his back. Junno fitted a pillow under his hips as a confused look crossed Koki’s face and he asked, “Yucchi, has there always been a mirror on your ceiling?”
Junno answered laughingly, “No, there hasn’t, Kou-chan. That was my idea. Now just enjoy the show, okay?” With those words, he went straight for the plug still nestled between Koki’s cheeks, wiggling it around before gently pulling it out and pushing it back in, not relenting until Koki was gripping the sheets, his hips rocking upwards in an attempt for more friction, unable to look away from the mirror, and not just because of the collar restricting his movement. He hadn’t known how pleasing it was to watch the lean lines of Junno’s back as nimble fingers scratched their way down his chest. Koki moaned when Junno pulled away to snatch a condom and another strategically placed bottle of lube, groaning in frustration as he asked, “Was there something you wanted, Kou-chan? I’m not quite sure I know how to proceed.”
Koki’s eyes cut downward as he tried his best to glare at Junno. “Junno, please, just fuck me. The sooner the better.” Junno just smirked, pretending that he hadn’t heard Koki. He tried again, slightly less demanding. “Please Junno. I want you to keep touching me, and to fuck me, please. Please hurry,” Koki breathed out, jumping a little when he heard Maru’s commanding tone ring out.
“Junno, fuck Koki, but go slowly. I want him to watch every second of you fucking him into the mattress.”
Koki felt Junno’s dick twitch against his at the order, unable to tear his gaze away from the reflection of Junno ripping open the foil and rolling the condom on himself, hands returning to gently pull the plug out of his ass and slicking his fingers before filling him with two. Koki watched them slowly disappear as Junno thrust and scissored his fingers for an excruciating eternity before finally adding a third, bumping against his spot and prompting him to try his best to push back onto the intrusion.
Maru let it slide for a few moments before calling out to Junno, “Enough of that. He’s ready for your dick.”
Junno pulled away long enough to spread a coat of lube over his cock, then grabbed Koki’s thighs, pushing them apart as he began his slow slide into Koki, still transfixed by the images in the mirror. Finally, Junno was seated fully inside Koki, waiting for Maru’s next command.
“Wrap one of his legs around your waist, Junno. Koki, do you think you can stand having your other leg pressed toward your chest?”
Koki whimpered as Junno manhandled him as Maru directed, biting out a breathless, “Yes! Please!” He kept his gaze trained on his mirror-self, a pretty flush spreading from his cheeks down to his chest, Junno bent over him with a hand wrapped around the knee he was pushing up, sweat beginning to glisten down his back.
“Move, Junno.”
Junno complied, pulling almost completely out before pressing back in, agonizingly slow as Koki watched himself grab fistfuls of the bedsheets, wondering if he was allowed to touch Junno. The slow pace continued, seemingly endless before Maru spoke out again.
“Junno, speed up.”
Koki continued to watch as his mirror-self began to move faster with Junno’s increased pace, crying out when the faster movements allowed Junno to hit his prostate, his increasing pants cluing Junno in to keep aiming for it.
Maru spoke out once again. “Junno, finish at your discretion.” He was starting to sound as hot and bothered as Koki had been since the evening had started in earnest.
Junno sped up again, fumbling his free hand towards one of Koki’s, lacing their fingers together as his hips faltered and Koki felt Junno pulse deep inside. Junno gingerly pulled out, straightening up and unwinding Koki from around his hips, gently rubbing the tense muscles before flopping down next to him. Koki watched as one of Junno’s arms slid across his chest as he pressed light kisses along the edges of the collar.
Maru got up from his chair, pausing to rifle through his bedside drawer for a condom, ripping it open and putting it on languidly, content to stare at the picture Junno and Koki made, stroking himself a few times before climbing onto the bed, somber as he asked, “Koki, how are you doing?”
Koki tore his gaze away from the mirror, meeting Maru’s eyes as he answered. “Green, Yucchi. I’m okay.” He reached a hand out to Maru, lightly running it down his arm. “I’m ready for you.”
Maru nodded, lubing his fingers and prodding at Koki’s entrance, making him squirm. Maru looked thoughtful as he continued to gently finger Koki, murmuring mostly to himself, “Still, so tight.” Koki fought down his blush, not entirely sure that it had worked but confident that it wasn’t too obvious. Maru withdrew his fingers and lined himself up with Koki, pushing his knees up as he slid inside. “Koki, I want you to watch me fuck you.” With those words, Maru began fucking Koki with single-minded determination, eyes dark as he watched Koki staring at himself the mirror, Junno continuing to trail fingers where he could reach, gently pinching and scratching nails down Koki’s chest, fingers occasionally coming up to play with the ring of the collar. Maru sped up, hands scrabbling at Koki’s thighs as he pushed himself toward orgasm after drawing it out for the entire evening. Aiming his last thrusts at Koki’s prostate, Maru reached his peak, bursting as Koki began to beg for his own release, finally becoming aware of his need when Junno snuck a hand down to playfully tug at his cock.
Maru pulled out, spent. He pulled himself away from the bed enough to throw his used condom in the wastebasket under the bedside table, then pulled Junno off of Koki to urge him to do the same. Maru took the opportunity to whisper in Junno’s ear as they watched Koki writhe on the bed, still begging to be allowed to come, oblivious to their plotting.
Junno smirked as Maru drew back, lips twitching in amusement as they climbed back onto the bed to either side of Koki. As one, they leaned in to kiss and nip at Koki’s collarbones and jawline, hands reaching out to hold his down. Junno moved downwards, licking and biting, paying special attention to Koki’s nipples and navel, pulling gently at the barbell with his teeth while Maru whispered hot and filthy into Koki’s ear. “Koki, I want to hear you scream and plead before I allow you to come. I know you can do it, otherwise Junno and I will continue our fun with each other, and tie your hands so that all you can do is stare at your reflection as we play with each other.”
Koki couldn’t help but groan deeply, “Fuck, Yucchi, please don’t, I want to come so badly...”
Maru smirked, his whispered threats continuing. “I’m not entirely convinced, Koki.” He pulled away to address Junno. “Stop that, Junno, and get back up here.” Junno pressed a quick kiss to Koki’s cheek before turning to Maru, leaning over him as he listened to Maru’s barely-audible whisper, roughly grabbing him and nipping at his bottom lip, the two of them pulling away slightly as they exchanged sloppy open-mouthed kisses in Koki’s line of sight and earning another round of moans and curses from him. Maru drew back, returning to teasing Koki with his teeth and tongue, slowly making his way down Koki’s torso, earning a frustrated growl from Koki when he bypassed his erection, lightly mouthing the tender skin in the junction of his thighs.
Junno gathered up Koki’s wrists, holding them crossed over his chest, taking his turn at whispering wickedly into his ear. “Kou-chan, I love seeing you so hot and bothered. Look at yourself, how pretty your cheeks flush even as we’re lying here, and how stark the contrast of your collar is against your skin. I’d have you wear it all the time if we could get away with it, I guess we’ll just have to savor the times we’ll get to use it. Watch the lines of Yucchi’s back as he teases you. We just need you to tell us how bad you want to come, we’ll take care of you, Kou-chan.”
“Please, Junno, I want to come. Please, please let me come. I don’t know how much longer I can wait,” Koki gasped out, struggling against Junno’s hold. “Yucchi, please, I want you to suck me, I want to touch you, both of you...” Koki trailed off, chest heaving, voice on the edge of desperation. Maru glanced up at Junno, then urged him to release Koki’s hands and join him. Once again, Junno kissed and licked his way down Koki’s chest, threading fingers into Maru’s hair to pull him into a searing kiss before turning his attention to Koki’s neglected erection, both of them licking hot stripes up each side, tearing an almost sobbing moan from him.
Needing no other encouragement, Maru began licking and sucking slowly, earning more noises of frustration from Koki, before finally having mercy and fully engulfing Koki’s cock. At the same time, Junno had found the discarded lube and re-slicked his fingers, snaking slippery fingers under Maru and prodding at Koki’s stretched rim, making him jerk into Maru’s mouth. Maru paused in his ministrations to pinch Junno before returning to the task at hand, gently fondling Koki’s balls as he continued working Koki’s length towards the back of his throat. Junno used his free arm to pin Koki’s hips as he maintained his slow fingering, speeding up as Koki’s moans turned into a stready stream of incomprehensible curses.
Abruptly, Maru pulled away, whispering into Junno’s ear before sitting back to lube his fingers and tangling them with Junno’s and pushing in slowly, pausing to speak. “Koki, I think it’s been long enough.” With these words, he unfastened the cock ring one-handed as he began to finger Koki counter point to Junno’s rhythm, uttering a single word. “Come.”
Koki surprised himself with the volume of his shrieking orgasm, entranced by the picture he made as he stared at his reflection, warm come splattering his chest and stomach, fists clenched in the sheets as his hips pumped fruitlessly at the air while Maru and Junno’s fingers slid in and out of him.
Koki woke to something warm and wet moving on his chest, blinking slowly as he realized that the something was Junno’s tongue, and that Maru was looming over them both, a fist tangled in Junno’s hair to guide him. Koki groaned brokenly, arms too weak to cooperate with his brain’s urge to touch them both. He could only hope that between the two of them, they could guess what he wanted to convey. He whined a little when Junno’s warmth pulled away from him, Maru lying back and pulling Koki into his arms, softly whispering. “Koki, Junno will be back, just be patient.” He ran fingers through Koki’s damp hair, eliciting a small noise of content.
Junno returned, a warm cloth in hand. The smile on his face was soft as he gently wiped Koki down before putting the rag aside in favor of crawling into bed, a hand reaching to help Maru gently unfasten the collar and place it on the bedside table before gently running fingers along where the collar had been.
“Best birthday gift ever,” were Koki’s words before his eyes slipped closed in exhaustion as Maru and Junno held him from both sides. He didn’t see the amused look that spoke of more to come that passed between the two of them, unaware that he still had more in store.