Surprise!
Title: Surprise!
Pairing: Koyama/Shige/Junno
Rating: Hard R
Words: 1,580
Summary: Koyama and Shige have a special racket going…
Notes: For beltenebra for being awesome and writing my Yoko-centric fic and always being there for me when I’m stuck and just being an amazing person in general. I love you, lady. (I seriously tried to make it super-porn but my porn-maker is broken… sorry…)
To Koyama-kun
From Taguchi Junnosuke
I saw that you are accepting gaming challenges. Why don’t you message me and we can set up a play-date.
“I didn’t know you talked to Koyama, Taguchi,” Koki said, looking up from the message board page of Wink-Up.
“I don’t,” he replied. “Thus the message.”
“Then how do you know he has your number? I don’t think anyone in NewS has your number.”
Nakamaru snorted. “It’s Koyama. He has everyone’s number.”
Koki pondered that for a minute then nodded. “Oh yeah.”
And Koyama did message him, although between both of their schedules, they were surprisingly unable to find a night they both had free. Instead they sent each other frequent and random messages about games they’d played, which ones they liked most, games they were playing now.
The next month’s Wink-Up had another message but from an unexpected source.
To Taguchi-kun
From Kato Shigeaki
I’m not entirely sure that your new interest is purely innocent. You should be careful. Or invite me.
Nakamaru burst into laughter. “Shige strikes again.”
“I can never tell if he’s kidding or not,” Kame said dryly.
“Probably only he and Koyama really know,” Nakamaru replied, “but it’s funny either way.”
“They’re so gay for each other,” Jin said, breaking his ten-minute silence but still lazily scrolling through the music on his ipod.
“You’re gay,” Kame told him.
Ueda rolled his eyes.
Junno caught Koyama in the halls a few days later and they stopped to chat for a minute and discovered to both of their delight that they were both actually off the following night. They made plans for Junno to go to Koyama’s and bring the new racing game for PS3 and Koyama would make dinner.
“So,” Junno said, grinning. “Shige is feeling left out. Should we invite him?”
“He’s just being protective. For some reason he likes to think I’m easily hurt.” He glanced down at his planner.
“But you’re not.”
Koyama smiled coyly and looked up through his lashes. “Not at all.”
Junno swallowed hard against the sudden dryness in his throat. “A-all right. Well. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
Then Koyama’s smile was back to normal, big and bright, and he was nodding and waving goodbye, hurrying off to his next engagement.
Junno scratched his nose as he watched Koyama walk away.
They ended up having a great time, and even though Koyama wasn’t quite as good as Junno was at the games, Koyama could give him a run for his money. Mostly because, he told himself, Koyama kept nudging their shoulders together, or smiling at him inappropriately. And there had been the one time Koyama had lost and thrown himself across Junno’s lap and looked up at him through half-lidded eyes and Junno couldn’t think straight for the next ten minutes and Koyama won every round.
After that night, they met up fairly frequently, not always to play video games, and one night Koyama’s door opened and Junno was face-to-face with Shige.
“Hi!” Junno said, smiling as he came in. “I didn’t know you were going to be here! Are we going to do a multi-player tonight?”
Shige smiled slightly. “Something like that.”
Junno didn’t understand but he figured he’d find out later.
Did he ever.
He’d been having trouble keeping his eyes off Koyama all night, with his tight, low-riding jeans and ridiculously deep v-neck top. Currently, Koyama was sprawled out on his back on the floor, watching the television, propped up on his elbows so that his collarbones jutted forward, the dip between bones looking good enough to lick and he swallowed.
Shige smirked and leaned in to whisper against his ear, “He’s hot, isn’t he? He’s doing it on purpose. He knows just what he looks like.”
Junno swallowed thickly, surprised, and twisted his head toward Shige but found he couldn’t take his eyes off Koyama who had just turned to look at Junno, eyes half-closed and a playful smile on his lips. He did manage to look away when he felt fingers trailing along his inseam to find Shige’s hand very near his crotch but sadly not quite there yet. He slowly lifted his eyes to Shige’s.
“Koyama,” Shige said, not looking away from Junno, and Junno saw Koyama rise, all long limbs and nimble grace, and pad over to them to drop to his knees in front of Junno and place both hands on either of Junno’s thighs.
“You want him?” Shige asked Junno, and Junno found himself nodding enthusiastically through his shock.
“Kiss him,” Shige told Koyama.
Koyama pushed his hands against Junno’s thighs as he leaned up to press a gentle kiss against his lips. It wasn’t long, though, before it was more tongue than lips, Koyama panting against his mouth as Shige rubbed both of them through their jeans.
“Shige,” Koyama gasped, and Shige snapped the button on Koyama’s jeans before pushing him away from Junno just enough to pull Koyama’s shirt over his head.
Junno watched open-mouthed as Shige moved to stand behind Koyama and lifted him up, unzipping his pants but moving his hands up Koyama’s chest, running fingers over taut nipples and drawing a groan from Koyama with a pinch. He admired the lean muscles, the defined lines running diagonally from hipbones to pelvis, accentuated by undone jeans. Junno’s hand moved to his pants, rubbing at his cock through his jeans still, watching Koyama’s head fall back against Shige’s shoulder as one of Shige’s hands dipped beneath his pants. Junno was watching Koyama’s face go through pleasure-induced contortions, his voice rising and breaking over moans and half-said words, when he noticed Shige looking at him over Koyama’s shoulder, still smiling, eyes dark.
“Don’t you want to play?” Shige asked, eyes dropping to where Junno’s pants were still completely fastened, and Junno rushed to pull his shirt over his head, dropping it behind the couch and quickly unbuttoning his jeans and wriggling out of them. He had no idea what was going on right now, but he knew he wanted to be part of it. Shige kissed Koyama’s shoulder, still looking at Junno before kneeling down, tugging Koyama’s pants down his legs and Junno saw Shige playfully nip at Koyama’s ass and Koyama sort of jumped and giggled a bit as he stepped out of them.
“Down,” Shige commanded and Koyama dropped to his knees again in front of Junno, looking at him and licking his lips. “You want his cock?” he asked.
Koyama nodded.
“What do you say?”
“Please?”
“Go on,” he said indulgently.
Junno wondered where this Shige came from. He’d certainly never met him before but he was sure glad he was here now, especially since Koyama obediently reached out and grasped Junno’s cock with one hand, tugging experimentally, and reached his other hand out to run light fingers over his balls, making Junno gasp.
Shige watched Koyama’s slender fingers tease Junno for a minute before he leaned in to purr in Koyama’s ear, “I thought you said you wanted his cock, Koyama.”
Koyama’s eyelids fluttered prettily and then he was swooping down and taking Junno in all at once and Junno nearly choked on his own saliva. Junno gripped the couch cushions on either side, eyes trained on Koyama’s mouth, slick lips stretched around him, but Shige would have none of that. He pried one of Junno’s hands from the cushions and placed it on Koyama’s hair.
“He likes it when you pull,” he told him, smiling and petting Koyama’s back.
So he did and was rewarded with a moan that vibrated around him and he bucked up against Koyama who just took it and Junno groaned loudly. He could feel Shige’s arm snake around Koyama, his forearm bumping against Junno's shin as he presumably jerked Koyama off. Then Koyama did something with his mouth that had Junno arching off the couch and coming with a deep moan and Koyama’s throat fluttered around him.
He blushed as he came down from his high, Koyama sitting up and licking his lips and leaning back against Shige again, Shige lazily stroking Koyama’s cock and brushing Koyama’s hair out of his face with the other hand. Their cheeks pressed together and they made such a beautiful picture, two boys on their knees in front of him, Koyama’s nakedness on display, that Junno could already tell he would be getting hard again soon.
“Don’t worry,” Shige said, apparently reading his mind. “We’re just getting started.”
Junno shuddered as Shige turned Koyama’s face to him and kissed him roughly, swallowing the older man’s moans as he jerked him faster.
---
They were spread across Koyama’s beige carpet, naked and sweaty and utterly sated.
“Poor Goseki never knew what hit him, did he?” Junno asked from Koyama’s right. Neither man answered but it was a rhetorical question anyway. He was positive he knew the answer.
Six Months Later
“Um. Maru, I really don’t think you know what you’re getting into,” Junno said as he read the latest Wink-Up board and found a message from Shige to Nakamaru about Koyama.
“What? I’m just asking Koyama out for drinks. We host a show together.”
Well. He couldn’t say he hadn’t tried to warn him. It was probably better that way. Maru needed to get laid and he really didn’t feel like ruining the completely incredulous face Maru would get when Shige pulled a fast one on him. He chuckled.
“What,” Nakamaru asked suspiciously.
“Nothing, nothing.”
Heh.
Pairing: Koyama/Shige/Junno
Rating: Hard R
Words: 1,580
Summary: Koyama and Shige have a special racket going…
Notes: For beltenebra for being awesome and writing my Yoko-centric fic and always being there for me when I’m stuck and just being an amazing person in general. I love you, lady. (I seriously tried to make it super-porn but my porn-maker is broken… sorry…)
To Koyama-kun
From Taguchi Junnosuke
I saw that you are accepting gaming challenges. Why don’t you message me and we can set up a play-date.
“I didn’t know you talked to Koyama, Taguchi,” Koki said, looking up from the message board page of Wink-Up.
“I don’t,” he replied. “Thus the message.”
“Then how do you know he has your number? I don’t think anyone in NewS has your number.”
Nakamaru snorted. “It’s Koyama. He has everyone’s number.”
Koki pondered that for a minute then nodded. “Oh yeah.”
And Koyama did message him, although between both of their schedules, they were surprisingly unable to find a night they both had free. Instead they sent each other frequent and random messages about games they’d played, which ones they liked most, games they were playing now.
The next month’s Wink-Up had another message but from an unexpected source.
To Taguchi-kun
From Kato Shigeaki
I’m not entirely sure that your new interest is purely innocent. You should be careful. Or invite me.
Nakamaru burst into laughter. “Shige strikes again.”
“I can never tell if he’s kidding or not,” Kame said dryly.
“Probably only he and Koyama really know,” Nakamaru replied, “but it’s funny either way.”
“They’re so gay for each other,” Jin said, breaking his ten-minute silence but still lazily scrolling through the music on his ipod.
“You’re gay,” Kame told him.
Ueda rolled his eyes.
Junno caught Koyama in the halls a few days later and they stopped to chat for a minute and discovered to both of their delight that they were both actually off the following night. They made plans for Junno to go to Koyama’s and bring the new racing game for PS3 and Koyama would make dinner.
“So,” Junno said, grinning. “Shige is feeling left out. Should we invite him?”
“He’s just being protective. For some reason he likes to think I’m easily hurt.” He glanced down at his planner.
“But you’re not.”
Koyama smiled coyly and looked up through his lashes. “Not at all.”
Junno swallowed hard against the sudden dryness in his throat. “A-all right. Well. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
Then Koyama’s smile was back to normal, big and bright, and he was nodding and waving goodbye, hurrying off to his next engagement.
Junno scratched his nose as he watched Koyama walk away.
They ended up having a great time, and even though Koyama wasn’t quite as good as Junno was at the games, Koyama could give him a run for his money. Mostly because, he told himself, Koyama kept nudging their shoulders together, or smiling at him inappropriately. And there had been the one time Koyama had lost and thrown himself across Junno’s lap and looked up at him through half-lidded eyes and Junno couldn’t think straight for the next ten minutes and Koyama won every round.
After that night, they met up fairly frequently, not always to play video games, and one night Koyama’s door opened and Junno was face-to-face with Shige.
“Hi!” Junno said, smiling as he came in. “I didn’t know you were going to be here! Are we going to do a multi-player tonight?”
Shige smiled slightly. “Something like that.”
Junno didn’t understand but he figured he’d find out later.
Did he ever.
He’d been having trouble keeping his eyes off Koyama all night, with his tight, low-riding jeans and ridiculously deep v-neck top. Currently, Koyama was sprawled out on his back on the floor, watching the television, propped up on his elbows so that his collarbones jutted forward, the dip between bones looking good enough to lick and he swallowed.
Shige smirked and leaned in to whisper against his ear, “He’s hot, isn’t he? He’s doing it on purpose. He knows just what he looks like.”
Junno swallowed thickly, surprised, and twisted his head toward Shige but found he couldn’t take his eyes off Koyama who had just turned to look at Junno, eyes half-closed and a playful smile on his lips. He did manage to look away when he felt fingers trailing along his inseam to find Shige’s hand very near his crotch but sadly not quite there yet. He slowly lifted his eyes to Shige’s.
“Koyama,” Shige said, not looking away from Junno, and Junno saw Koyama rise, all long limbs and nimble grace, and pad over to them to drop to his knees in front of Junno and place both hands on either of Junno’s thighs.
“You want him?” Shige asked Junno, and Junno found himself nodding enthusiastically through his shock.
“Kiss him,” Shige told Koyama.
Koyama pushed his hands against Junno’s thighs as he leaned up to press a gentle kiss against his lips. It wasn’t long, though, before it was more tongue than lips, Koyama panting against his mouth as Shige rubbed both of them through their jeans.
“Shige,” Koyama gasped, and Shige snapped the button on Koyama’s jeans before pushing him away from Junno just enough to pull Koyama’s shirt over his head.
Junno watched open-mouthed as Shige moved to stand behind Koyama and lifted him up, unzipping his pants but moving his hands up Koyama’s chest, running fingers over taut nipples and drawing a groan from Koyama with a pinch. He admired the lean muscles, the defined lines running diagonally from hipbones to pelvis, accentuated by undone jeans. Junno’s hand moved to his pants, rubbing at his cock through his jeans still, watching Koyama’s head fall back against Shige’s shoulder as one of Shige’s hands dipped beneath his pants. Junno was watching Koyama’s face go through pleasure-induced contortions, his voice rising and breaking over moans and half-said words, when he noticed Shige looking at him over Koyama’s shoulder, still smiling, eyes dark.
“Don’t you want to play?” Shige asked, eyes dropping to where Junno’s pants were still completely fastened, and Junno rushed to pull his shirt over his head, dropping it behind the couch and quickly unbuttoning his jeans and wriggling out of them. He had no idea what was going on right now, but he knew he wanted to be part of it. Shige kissed Koyama’s shoulder, still looking at Junno before kneeling down, tugging Koyama’s pants down his legs and Junno saw Shige playfully nip at Koyama’s ass and Koyama sort of jumped and giggled a bit as he stepped out of them.
“Down,” Shige commanded and Koyama dropped to his knees again in front of Junno, looking at him and licking his lips. “You want his cock?” he asked.
Koyama nodded.
“What do you say?”
“Please?”
“Go on,” he said indulgently.
Junno wondered where this Shige came from. He’d certainly never met him before but he was sure glad he was here now, especially since Koyama obediently reached out and grasped Junno’s cock with one hand, tugging experimentally, and reached his other hand out to run light fingers over his balls, making Junno gasp.
Shige watched Koyama’s slender fingers tease Junno for a minute before he leaned in to purr in Koyama’s ear, “I thought you said you wanted his cock, Koyama.”
Koyama’s eyelids fluttered prettily and then he was swooping down and taking Junno in all at once and Junno nearly choked on his own saliva. Junno gripped the couch cushions on either side, eyes trained on Koyama’s mouth, slick lips stretched around him, but Shige would have none of that. He pried one of Junno’s hands from the cushions and placed it on Koyama’s hair.
“He likes it when you pull,” he told him, smiling and petting Koyama’s back.
So he did and was rewarded with a moan that vibrated around him and he bucked up against Koyama who just took it and Junno groaned loudly. He could feel Shige’s arm snake around Koyama, his forearm bumping against Junno's shin as he presumably jerked Koyama off. Then Koyama did something with his mouth that had Junno arching off the couch and coming with a deep moan and Koyama’s throat fluttered around him.
He blushed as he came down from his high, Koyama sitting up and licking his lips and leaning back against Shige again, Shige lazily stroking Koyama’s cock and brushing Koyama’s hair out of his face with the other hand. Their cheeks pressed together and they made such a beautiful picture, two boys on their knees in front of him, Koyama’s nakedness on display, that Junno could already tell he would be getting hard again soon.
“Don’t worry,” Shige said, apparently reading his mind. “We’re just getting started.”
Junno shuddered as Shige turned Koyama’s face to him and kissed him roughly, swallowing the older man’s moans as he jerked him faster.
---
They were spread across Koyama’s beige carpet, naked and sweaty and utterly sated.
“Poor Goseki never knew what hit him, did he?” Junno asked from Koyama’s right. Neither man answered but it was a rhetorical question anyway. He was positive he knew the answer.
Six Months Later
“Um. Maru, I really don’t think you know what you’re getting into,” Junno said as he read the latest Wink-Up board and found a message from Shige to Nakamaru about Koyama.
“What? I’m just asking Koyama out for drinks. We host a show together.”
Well. He couldn’t say he hadn’t tried to warn him. It was probably better that way. Maru needed to get laid and he really didn’t feel like ruining the completely incredulous face Maru would get when Shige pulled a fast one on him. He chuckled.
“What,” Nakamaru asked suspiciously.
“Nothing, nothing.”
Heh.