A Cute Short Skirt
Title: A Cute Short Skirt
Pairing: Ohno x Arashi
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “Ohno must crossdress as a schoolgirl for his new drama and is worried about what the rest of Arashi will think of the outfit. He's surprised by their reaction.”
Disclaimer: This is far from being the truth, but close to being fake
A/N: Answers a certain anon’s prayers from last years smut meme. So here’s to you (>^_^)>
Ohno sighed as he stared at himself in the mirror. ‘Did they have to make the skirt this short?’ he complained, noticing it stopped about six inches above his knees. It was a regular plaid skirt that was accompanied by a white button down shirt, a navy blue cardigan, and white knee high socks. He knew when he took the role, there was an episode he had to dress as a schoolgirl, but that wasn’t what was bothering him.
His phone vibrated on the table, startling him since he was so engrossed in his look. When he checked who was calling, his heart sank a little bit. “Hi,” he said somberly.
“Captain, what’s wrong? You sound like your fishing rod broke,” Nino said on the other line.
“Mm, it’s nothing. What are you calling for?”
“Well we came on set to see you, but we can’t find you.”
Ohno covered his eyes in regret. A few nights ago, in celebration for his new drama role, they went drinking. They asked if they could come by for a visit and he said sure, not really paying much attention, nor could he with all the alcohol in his system. All he remembers is that he had written on his dry eraser board that they were coming…today.
“Oh, um, I’m in the dressing room,” he tried to say casually, but it came more like a stammer. He looked at himself and bit his lip wondering what they will say. He recalls how they made fun of Sho for wearing the maid uniform as well as Nino when he had to don a few costumes for “Yamada Taro.”
“Great, we’re on our way,” the gamer said before hanging up. For the next 3 minutes Ohno freaked out by pacing back and forth. The only words he could mutter to himself was “fuck” with the occasional “shit.”
There was a knock and for the second time that day, his heart sank. “It’s open,” he called out and sat on the couch. He sat Indian-style with a pillow on his lap to prevent them from seeing his bottom half clearly. They pilled in one by one with smiles on their faces. That was until they walked around and noticed his strange sitting position.
“Oh-chan, you okay?” Aiba asked. The oldest singer nodded hoping he wouldn’t have to get up.
“You look scared shitless what’s wrong?” Jun asked with a smirk.
“Don’t…laugh okay,” Ohno stuttered with a pout. The four men nodded with squinted eyes of curiosity. Ohno stood up and flattened down his skirt, keeping his eyes on their feet. A whole minute had passed and no one said anything. “Well?”
“Cu-cute,” Aiba said.
“Very…cute,” Nino added. Blush immediately came across Ohno’s cheeks.
“So you guys don’t find it funny?”
“If it was funny we’d be laughing,” Jun said roaming his eyes all over Ohno’s body. The older singer was too worried about what they’d think that he failed to notice all of their hungry eyes. It wasn’t until Sho pulled him onto his lap as he got ready to sit down did he realized why they weren’t laughing.
“Uh, guys?” Ohno whimpered when he felt Sho’s erection touching his butt.
“You look really good Captain,” Nino said, his normally high pitched voice sounding a few tones lower with lust. Ohno’s eyes opened wide when he caught Aiba and Jun removing more clothing than necessary. He got ready to complain, but Nino dropped to his knees in front of him and kissed his neck.
“Wait…stop….please,” Ohno whimpered as he squirmed around in Sho’s lap causing the rapper to groan and grip his hips tighter. The gamer unbuttoned the shirt a little bit to expose his chest some more.
“Don’t take it off,” Jun said from behind Nino. He wanted to have the oldest man in costume for the whole thing.
Aiba walked around and sat seiza style next to Sho and kissed his cheek. The older man turned to him and kissed his lips. Ohno closed his eyes hearing the wet sounds coming from behind him and the soft whispering in front of him.
“Leader, take off your underwear,” Jun moaned. Ohno stood up shakily and pulled his briefs down, blushing again when Sho pushed the skirt up to see his ass. “Get on your knees,” Jun ordered again, standing up as did everyone else.
Ohno got on his knees and looked up at his four group mates who were currently removing their pants and undergarments. His eyes opened wide again when he saw each of their member’s spring out. He wasn’t sure if he should be flattered by this or outright disgusted.
Aiba was the first to grab his head and pull it towards his cock. Ohno knew what the younger man wanted, he was just too scared. He felt like those schoolgirls you see in those porn movies being gangbanged by their classmates.
The artist opened his mouth and let his tongue taste the saltiness of Aiba’s precum. “Don’t be shy,” Aiba chuckled and thrust his cock in further. With wide and scared eyes Ohno began moving his head back and forth, much like he’s seen done a million times before. Jun and Sho were now stroking each other while Nino was grabbing a few things from the makeup table.
Aiba pulled out and stepped back, allowing Sho to come forward. Ohno wrapped his lips around Sho’s thick member, immediately finding his rhythm. The rapper moaned his name and held his head still so he could thrust away into his mouth. Ohno quickly grabbed the man’s hips in order to prevent himself from choking. After a few more thrusts, Sho pulled out; the lines of saliva connecting his dick to Ohno’s mouth were soon cut when Nino grabbed his leader towards him.
Ohno nursed on the head before taking him into his mouth. “Look at me,” Nino gasped. Listening to the order he looked up at him and his cock twitched. Nino looked so good in this angle, his hair falling forward, swaying with each thrust and his eyes slightly closed with lips partly opened as he took in air. The stumpy fingers gripped his hair tighter before roughly pulling his head away.
Finally it was Matsujun’s turn. Ohno wasn’t sure if he should be scared as this man was labeled a DoS by many. He youngest singer simply rubbed the head of his cock along his lips, silently telling him to open up. Ohno let his tongue peek out to taste him, causing a sharp in take of breath. Like the rest Ohno bobbed his head back and forth, pleasuring the man, yet unlike the rest Jun didn’t hold his head still and fuck his mouth. He let him go at his own pace, only stopping him so that he wouldn’t come so early.
He brought him over to Sho, who took his spot on the couch to jerk off. Ohno got on his knees next to him as Nino squirted some lotion to prepare him.
The feeling was both uncomfortable and painful, but with Aiba’s soothing words he managed to get through it. Ohno gasped when he felt Jun poking at his entrance with his lubed dick. From his angle on the couch, the artist was able to see himself in the mirror getting penetrated by Jun which turned him on so much.
“So hot…” Matsumoto gasped as their skin slapped rhythmically against each other. Ohno cried out when his spot was hit, causing his muscles to clench around the hard member inside him. “Loosen up,” Jun groaned.
“Ah, deeper.” Ohno whimpered. Smirking, Jun followed his leader’s orders and pushed in completely. Ohno let out a guttural groan in response. His nails were digging into the cushions the harder and deeper the man went. With a few more rapid thrusts, Jun pulled and let Aiba step in.
“Leader’s hole is gaping so nicely,” the younger singer giggled huskily before pushing in. Ohno whimpered when Aiba took hold of his cock and began pumping it in beat to his sporadic thrusts.
“Ma-kun…harder” the artist ordered.
“You’re starting to like this huh?”
Ohno simply nodded, biting his lip to keep from getting loud. Aiba kissed his neck and shoulder, now that one sleeve was pulled down. Ohno’s whimpering and moaning was getting to the other man making him pull out faster than he wanted to.
The artist knew Nino was next simply from what the man did behind him, which was shoving two stubby little fingers inside him. “They worked it pretty nicely. You’re perfectly ready now, huh?” Nino teased. Ohno turned his head to look at him, his eyes meaning to look menacing but ended up looking aroused.
The gamer slipped himself in the warm hole, whispering sweet nothing’s in his ear. Leader bit his lip harder, close to breaking the skin. He could feel the tip of Nino’s cock bumping his prostate which was putting his body into overdrive. He was soon meeting the man’s thrusts as he tried to reach his own orgasm.
“Nuh uh, Leader. No coming yet,” Nino chuckled in his ear. Ohno’s head dropped forward as his took the rest of Nino’s assault until he stopped much like the other two did. Sho was next, but he gave him no warning as he powerfully rammed himself in. Crying out, Ohno buried his face in his arms.
Sho fucked him as if his life depended on it. It was so hard and fast paced Ohno could barely breathe. The rapper then pulled out and switched their positions so that the eldest man was on his back. Though with this angle, he was able to look at the serious expression on his face as he ravished his body. When Sho’s breathing became choppy he knew what was happening. Clenching around him, Ohno got the rapper to pull out of him and drag him on his hands and knees.
The four stood above him and jerked off. Ohno closed his eyes and pleasured his own self as they hastily moved their hands on their members. Sho was the first to pop soon followed by Jun and Aiba, then finally Nino. They came on his face, hair, and exposed chest; moaning in unison. Ohno came a little bit after them from the humiliation of the act. When he opened his eyes, he saw them smiling down at him.
“You look so hot,” Jun said breathlessly. Ohno grinned and licked some of the cum from his lips. They all took turns cleaning him up with both their tongues and some tissue, before sending him off to the bathroom. When he came back they were already dressed and waiting for him.
“Well we have to go,” Nino said, walking to the door.
“Wait, you guys aren’t going to stay a little bit longer?”
“I think we stayed a bit too long.”
“But it was fun,” Sho smiled to which Jun nodded. All but Aiba had left the room.
“Do you think you can sneak that outfit out? Cause it’d be very nice to do this again.” The energetic man said before planting a tongue filled kiss on his lips and stepping out the room. Ohno stood there dazed and in blissful pain, until he was called out on set.
THE END
Pairing: Ohno x Arashi
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “Ohno must crossdress as a schoolgirl for his new drama and is worried about what the rest of Arashi will think of the outfit. He's surprised by their reaction.”
Disclaimer: This is far from being the truth, but close to being fake
A/N: Answers a certain anon’s prayers from last years smut meme. So here’s to you (>^_^)>
Ohno sighed as he stared at himself in the mirror. ‘Did they have to make the skirt this short?’ he complained, noticing it stopped about six inches above his knees. It was a regular plaid skirt that was accompanied by a white button down shirt, a navy blue cardigan, and white knee high socks. He knew when he took the role, there was an episode he had to dress as a schoolgirl, but that wasn’t what was bothering him.
His phone vibrated on the table, startling him since he was so engrossed in his look. When he checked who was calling, his heart sank a little bit. “Hi,” he said somberly.
“Captain, what’s wrong? You sound like your fishing rod broke,” Nino said on the other line.
“Mm, it’s nothing. What are you calling for?”
“Well we came on set to see you, but we can’t find you.”
Ohno covered his eyes in regret. A few nights ago, in celebration for his new drama role, they went drinking. They asked if they could come by for a visit and he said sure, not really paying much attention, nor could he with all the alcohol in his system. All he remembers is that he had written on his dry eraser board that they were coming…today.
“Oh, um, I’m in the dressing room,” he tried to say casually, but it came more like a stammer. He looked at himself and bit his lip wondering what they will say. He recalls how they made fun of Sho for wearing the maid uniform as well as Nino when he had to don a few costumes for “Yamada Taro.”
“Great, we’re on our way,” the gamer said before hanging up. For the next 3 minutes Ohno freaked out by pacing back and forth. The only words he could mutter to himself was “fuck” with the occasional “shit.”
There was a knock and for the second time that day, his heart sank. “It’s open,” he called out and sat on the couch. He sat Indian-style with a pillow on his lap to prevent them from seeing his bottom half clearly. They pilled in one by one with smiles on their faces. That was until they walked around and noticed his strange sitting position.
“Oh-chan, you okay?” Aiba asked. The oldest singer nodded hoping he wouldn’t have to get up.
“You look scared shitless what’s wrong?” Jun asked with a smirk.
“Don’t…laugh okay,” Ohno stuttered with a pout. The four men nodded with squinted eyes of curiosity. Ohno stood up and flattened down his skirt, keeping his eyes on their feet. A whole minute had passed and no one said anything. “Well?”
“Cu-cute,” Aiba said.
“Very…cute,” Nino added. Blush immediately came across Ohno’s cheeks.
“So you guys don’t find it funny?”
“If it was funny we’d be laughing,” Jun said roaming his eyes all over Ohno’s body. The older singer was too worried about what they’d think that he failed to notice all of their hungry eyes. It wasn’t until Sho pulled him onto his lap as he got ready to sit down did he realized why they weren’t laughing.
“Uh, guys?” Ohno whimpered when he felt Sho’s erection touching his butt.
“You look really good Captain,” Nino said, his normally high pitched voice sounding a few tones lower with lust. Ohno’s eyes opened wide when he caught Aiba and Jun removing more clothing than necessary. He got ready to complain, but Nino dropped to his knees in front of him and kissed his neck.
“Wait…stop….please,” Ohno whimpered as he squirmed around in Sho’s lap causing the rapper to groan and grip his hips tighter. The gamer unbuttoned the shirt a little bit to expose his chest some more.
“Don’t take it off,” Jun said from behind Nino. He wanted to have the oldest man in costume for the whole thing.
Aiba walked around and sat seiza style next to Sho and kissed his cheek. The older man turned to him and kissed his lips. Ohno closed his eyes hearing the wet sounds coming from behind him and the soft whispering in front of him.
“Leader, take off your underwear,” Jun moaned. Ohno stood up shakily and pulled his briefs down, blushing again when Sho pushed the skirt up to see his ass. “Get on your knees,” Jun ordered again, standing up as did everyone else.
Ohno got on his knees and looked up at his four group mates who were currently removing their pants and undergarments. His eyes opened wide again when he saw each of their member’s spring out. He wasn’t sure if he should be flattered by this or outright disgusted.
Aiba was the first to grab his head and pull it towards his cock. Ohno knew what the younger man wanted, he was just too scared. He felt like those schoolgirls you see in those porn movies being gangbanged by their classmates.
The artist opened his mouth and let his tongue taste the saltiness of Aiba’s precum. “Don’t be shy,” Aiba chuckled and thrust his cock in further. With wide and scared eyes Ohno began moving his head back and forth, much like he’s seen done a million times before. Jun and Sho were now stroking each other while Nino was grabbing a few things from the makeup table.
Aiba pulled out and stepped back, allowing Sho to come forward. Ohno wrapped his lips around Sho’s thick member, immediately finding his rhythm. The rapper moaned his name and held his head still so he could thrust away into his mouth. Ohno quickly grabbed the man’s hips in order to prevent himself from choking. After a few more thrusts, Sho pulled out; the lines of saliva connecting his dick to Ohno’s mouth were soon cut when Nino grabbed his leader towards him.
Ohno nursed on the head before taking him into his mouth. “Look at me,” Nino gasped. Listening to the order he looked up at him and his cock twitched. Nino looked so good in this angle, his hair falling forward, swaying with each thrust and his eyes slightly closed with lips partly opened as he took in air. The stumpy fingers gripped his hair tighter before roughly pulling his head away.
Finally it was Matsujun’s turn. Ohno wasn’t sure if he should be scared as this man was labeled a DoS by many. He youngest singer simply rubbed the head of his cock along his lips, silently telling him to open up. Ohno let his tongue peek out to taste him, causing a sharp in take of breath. Like the rest Ohno bobbed his head back and forth, pleasuring the man, yet unlike the rest Jun didn’t hold his head still and fuck his mouth. He let him go at his own pace, only stopping him so that he wouldn’t come so early.
He brought him over to Sho, who took his spot on the couch to jerk off. Ohno got on his knees next to him as Nino squirted some lotion to prepare him.
The feeling was both uncomfortable and painful, but with Aiba’s soothing words he managed to get through it. Ohno gasped when he felt Jun poking at his entrance with his lubed dick. From his angle on the couch, the artist was able to see himself in the mirror getting penetrated by Jun which turned him on so much.
“So hot…” Matsumoto gasped as their skin slapped rhythmically against each other. Ohno cried out when his spot was hit, causing his muscles to clench around the hard member inside him. “Loosen up,” Jun groaned.
“Ah, deeper.” Ohno whimpered. Smirking, Jun followed his leader’s orders and pushed in completely. Ohno let out a guttural groan in response. His nails were digging into the cushions the harder and deeper the man went. With a few more rapid thrusts, Jun pulled and let Aiba step in.
“Leader’s hole is gaping so nicely,” the younger singer giggled huskily before pushing in. Ohno whimpered when Aiba took hold of his cock and began pumping it in beat to his sporadic thrusts.
“Ma-kun…harder” the artist ordered.
“You’re starting to like this huh?”
Ohno simply nodded, biting his lip to keep from getting loud. Aiba kissed his neck and shoulder, now that one sleeve was pulled down. Ohno’s whimpering and moaning was getting to the other man making him pull out faster than he wanted to.
The artist knew Nino was next simply from what the man did behind him, which was shoving two stubby little fingers inside him. “They worked it pretty nicely. You’re perfectly ready now, huh?” Nino teased. Ohno turned his head to look at him, his eyes meaning to look menacing but ended up looking aroused.
The gamer slipped himself in the warm hole, whispering sweet nothing’s in his ear. Leader bit his lip harder, close to breaking the skin. He could feel the tip of Nino’s cock bumping his prostate which was putting his body into overdrive. He was soon meeting the man’s thrusts as he tried to reach his own orgasm.
“Nuh uh, Leader. No coming yet,” Nino chuckled in his ear. Ohno’s head dropped forward as his took the rest of Nino’s assault until he stopped much like the other two did. Sho was next, but he gave him no warning as he powerfully rammed himself in. Crying out, Ohno buried his face in his arms.
Sho fucked him as if his life depended on it. It was so hard and fast paced Ohno could barely breathe. The rapper then pulled out and switched their positions so that the eldest man was on his back. Though with this angle, he was able to look at the serious expression on his face as he ravished his body. When Sho’s breathing became choppy he knew what was happening. Clenching around him, Ohno got the rapper to pull out of him and drag him on his hands and knees.
The four stood above him and jerked off. Ohno closed his eyes and pleasured his own self as they hastily moved their hands on their members. Sho was the first to pop soon followed by Jun and Aiba, then finally Nino. They came on his face, hair, and exposed chest; moaning in unison. Ohno came a little bit after them from the humiliation of the act. When he opened his eyes, he saw them smiling down at him.
“You look so hot,” Jun said breathlessly. Ohno grinned and licked some of the cum from his lips. They all took turns cleaning him up with both their tongues and some tissue, before sending him off to the bathroom. When he came back they were already dressed and waiting for him.
“Well we have to go,” Nino said, walking to the door.
“Wait, you guys aren’t going to stay a little bit longer?”
“I think we stayed a bit too long.”
“But it was fun,” Sho smiled to which Jun nodded. All but Aiba had left the room.
“Do you think you can sneak that outfit out? Cause it’d be very nice to do this again.” The energetic man said before planting a tongue filled kiss on his lips and stepping out the room. Ohno stood there dazed and in blissful pain, until he was called out on set.
THE END