The Fourth Unmarked Videotape

The Fourth Unmarked Videotape by. boysluvcraft

It was another Saturday, another date with Keiko, and another dry closed mouthed kiss. Yusuke Urameshi accepted it graciously and cheerfully, and wished her a good night. Keiko jotted up the steps to the apartments over the Raman shop where she and her family lived. Before shutting the door, she turned to sneak a peek at the boy as he skipped down the road. She was smart enough notice that he was acting strange, but she was not imaginative enough to figure out why.

Yusuke was in a good mood because he was going home, where Hiei and Kurama were waiting for him. It had been several months since the two had seduced him with their homespun pornography. They had several sexual encounters over the months; sometimes as a grand event involving costumes, toys, and role playing; other times it was as simple as one of them showing up at Yusuke’s apartment for a casual fuck. Tonight was going to be one of the latter, and to make things even kinkier, they were going to record it on video.

Hiei and Kurama had gone to Yusuke’s apartment, while he was out, to prepare for the night’s events. They had dressed the room. All the props were in place. Hiei was changing into his new costume, while Kurama set up the video equipment. Hiei stepped out of Yusuke’s bathroom.

“What do you think?” Hiei turned in a slow circle for the red head.

Hiei had combed his spiky locks down and tied them into puffy pigtails. But that wasn’t the most of it. He was wearing a pastel blue and pink striped mini skirt-- with plenty of ruffles, of course-- a pink soda jerk’s hat, and a pink polo shirt with a name tag on it that read, ‘Hello my name is Megumi.’

“Where did you get that?” Kurama stared.

“You don’t like it?” Hiei feigned a pout.

“Of course I do,” Kurama chuckled, “You look ravishing-- in fact I just might!” He grabbed the smaller demon, pulling him close to kiss and fondle him.

“I’m home,” Yusuke announced poking his head into the door. He saw Hiei in Kurama’s embrace, and dressed as like an ice cream parlor girl. The sight of Hiei in girl’s clothing never failed to stagger him. Yusuke covered his shock with a sardonic grin, “Am I early?”

“You’re just in time,” Kurama said. “Now, go wash up we’ve got a great game for you tonight.”

Yusuke fake-pouted, “What, no body’s gonna join me in the shower?”

“We can’t have you spending yourself before the camera starts,” Hiei told him.

With that Yusuke padded off to the bathroom, Hiei slapping him on the ass as he went. After a thorough scrubbing, Yusuke returned to the main room where his lover’s were waiting. He paused, nearly dropping the towel from around his waist. Hiei was on the couch, with Kurama kneeling in front of him, his head bobbing up and down between Hiei’s spread legs. A deep moan signaled the smaller demon’s completion. Kurama sensed Yusuke’s approach and let Hiei‘s softening member slide out of his mouth with an audible pop.

“Ah you’re back.” Kurama said as he stood and round the couch.”

Yusuke took a quick head to toe survey of the fox and murmured, “Nice.”

While Yusuke was in the shower Kurama had pulled his hair up in a high ponytail and changed his clothes. He was now wearing a tight white sweater and a pink, crinoline infested poodle skirt. Unlike Hiei Kurama seldom dressed up in wear girl’s clothes. Yusuke figured this was because Kurama was often mistaken for a girl even in men’s clothing. Yusuke wasn’t sure what Hiei’s deal was-- maybe he just liked to feel the wind on his balls.

“You look quite nice yourself,” Kurama purred, examining Yusuke’s wet nearly nude form.

“Oh this old thing,” Yusuke waved his hand comically.

Kurama gave him a quick, wet kiss. Yusuke could taste Hiei in his mouth. Kurama took him by the hand, leading him toward the kitchen. Hiei followed close behind. Yusuke’s kitchen and living room were only separated by a bar-like partition. So Yusuke could see the work the other two demons had done, before he even got inside.

First and foremost, they’d cleaned. Not that Yusuke’s kitchen was normally messily. After he moved out of his mother’s place, he was very adamant about keeping a tidy apartment. So there were no stacks of old news papers, no empty beer bottles on the floor, and no dirty dishes with half eaten food on them. He just had clutter issues, such as keeping his appliances on the counters rather than in cupboards. He didn’t own a bread box; he just tossed the loaf onto the counter next to the fridge. And his clean dishes lived in the drying rack. All those things had been swept up and put away in Yusuke’s near empty cupboards.

After that, they had hung a couple of turquoise sheets to cover the plain white walls. The white cabinets and counters were fine they way they were. They had installed a classic Coca-Cola clock on the wall, as well as placing several of the distinctly shaped glasses on the counters. They’d also dressed up the front of the bar by covering it in some shimmering silver fabric and they replaced Yusuke’s wooden stools with a couple of red and chrome ones. With Hiei and Kurama in their costumes, it looked like a Norman Rockwell painting of a soda pop shop.

“Wow,” Yusuke looked around and then back at his companions. “So what am I wearing?”

In response to that Hiei’s hand darted out and snatched the boy’s towel, leaving him completely naked. He nodded, “That-- for now.”

Before Yusuke could question, he was ushered over to the bar, which apparently, he was supposed to lay down on. Once he was in position Kurama climbed up to straddle his legs, the fullness of the poodle skirt hid most of Yusuke’s nudity. Kurama bent down slowly running the tip of his tongue over Yusuke’s body, from navel to neck.

“Hmm, so sweet,” he murmured. “Do you like sweets, Yusuke?”

Yusuke recognized the speech pattern; Kurama was playing his role, which meant that the camera was rolling. Yusuke responded in kind, “Why you going to give me something sweet?”

He grabbed Kurama’s felt clad ass causing the fox to emit a low lusty growl. He licked at Yusuke’s lips as he pried the boy’s hands from his rear and pushed them up over his head. Kurama swept his fingers down the underside of his arms sending devious tickling sensations through the limbs. Yusuke became aware of a second, smaller set of hands caressing up from his arm pits to his wrist. Hiei had joined them. With Hiei attending the arms, Kurama moved his attention down to Yusuke’s sides. He brushed the tips of his fingers ever so delicately over Yusuke’s tight bronzed skin, causing the muscles on his abdomen to jump and twitch-- for the record, Yusuke was jumping and twitching below the abdomen too.

Kurama swiped his tongue over his ear and breathed, “Would you like us to make you a Banana Split Sundae?”

“Um… Sure,” Yusuke said, taken aback by the question. He thought, Dang, I’ve gotta start asking these guys to give me a written script.

It was then that he heard Hiei chuckle and he realized his hands had been tied by the self same demon. In a moment of panic Yusuke jerked his arms down. His bindings were thin red ropes. Yusuke frowned and then darted his tongue out to lick the rope.

“Strawberry liquorish?” He quirked an eyebrow at the two grinning demons.

“Tasty isn‘t it?” Kurama purred while cajoling the boy into a sitting position, facing the camera. Hiei came to his side and lapped at the place were the ropes met Yusuke’s skin.

“Mmm, delicious,” Hiei purred before pushing Yusuke’s arms up and fixing the bindings on a hook over the bar, which usually held a hanging plant.

Yusuke scarcely noticed how he was being manipulated. Kurama was once again kissing him and tickling his sides. Hiei was nibbling a path from the tips of his raised hands, down his arms, to his neck, and then down his abdomen. Kurama dipped one hand down between Yusuke’s legs to cup his heavy ball sack. Yusuke groaned and spread his legs wider, just as Kurama hoped he would. Hiei took the opportunity to stealthy slide down to the floor. He used two more strands of the red liquorish to bind Yusuke’s legs to the bar stools. With that done, Hiei tapped Kurama on the knee as the signal to move on to the next phase.

Kurama pulled away from Yusuke’s panting mouth, “Let’s make you a Banana Split Sundae.”

“First we need the whip cream,” Hiei, grinned as he produced a can of Ready -Whip.

Yusuke gasped as the cool froth was sprayed generously over his heated genitals.
He suddenly grasped the meaning of the fox’s words, “Let’s make you a Banana Split Sundae.” He meant, “Let’s make you into a Banana Split Sundae.

While Hiei was applying a dollop of the whipped cream to each of Yusuke‘s nipples, Kurama added, “It wouldn’t be a sundae without the chocolate sauce.” He drizzling the sweet liquid onto Yusuke’s groin.

“I like pineapples on mine,” Hiei interjected as he fetched a bowl of pineapple rings. He fished out two of the golden rings and laid them on the bound boy’s chest so that they ringed around his cream covered nipples.

“Oh that does sound good,” Kurama exclaimed, retrieving a ring himself and then working it over Yusuke’s erection and down the shaft.

“Ah!” Yusuke cried out, “That’s cold!”

Kurama tsked, “Hiei did you have those pineapples in the freezer?”

Hiei quipped, “They taste good frozen.”

“Well you’ve frozen poor Yusuke,” Kurama fake-chided the smaller demon. “What do plan to do about it?”

Hiei smirked briefly before dropping his face into Yusuke’s lap.

“Hah-uh-ahhh!” Yusuke groaned as Hiei’s hot mouth encased his fruit chilled cock.

Hiei moved up his cock slowly laving every inch of it with his searing hot tongue. Yusuke felt his cock re-hardening and swelling to the point where that pineapple ring felt tight around the base of his cock. Hiei reached the tip, he gently sucked at it, making Yusuke whine. It drove Yusuke crazy whenever Hiei played with him so delicately. Yusuke just wanted knot his fingers in Hiei’s spiky black locks and pound into his mouth for all that it was worth. Yusuke was tied up, though-- not that he couldn’t break his bindings, it was only strawberry liquorish. The point was that he was supposed to be tied up; it was a key part of the game. No, he dared not break a single strand of the candy robe; if he did the results could be unimaginable. Kurama might not let him cum!

While Hiei worked on Yusuke below, Kurama drifted so that his face was mere centimeters from Yusuke’s and whispered, “Kisses Yusuke?”

“Oh yes,” Yusuke moaned, tilting his head to receive the fox’s lips.

The contact never came. He opened his eyes to the sound of rustling foil. He looked down to see Kurama mischievously placing a Hershey kiss on top of each puff of whipped cream that covered his nipples.

Yusuke gawked for a second, and then his innate indigence kicked in, “Oh real funny!” Just then a whooshing sound reached his ears, he looked down to where Hiei had spread a puff of whipped cream on the tip of his perky cock-- and to add insult to injury he put a cherry on top of it.

Yusuke glared down at the apparition, “You are so lucky that I’m so horny right now!”

Hiei merely chuckled and licked up a puff of whipped cream that had come loose and trailed down Yusuke’s shaft. All Yusuke could do was close his brown eyes and shudder at the sententious. Kurama was at his ear again, nibbling wickedly at his lobe.

Then Kurama’s hot breath and his hotter words blew into Yusuke’s ear, “Now all we need is the banana.”

“Banana?” Yusuke asked from under his haze.

Kurama’s gleeful sounds could almost be called a giggle as he rummaged around in the space behind the counter. He grinned widely when he found the thing and pulled it for Yusuke to see. It was a big, yellow rubber banana. Yusuke stared at the thing with his mouth agape. Kurama twisted the stem at the bottom and the thing started to softly hum. Yusuke was no stranger to vibrators. That humming sound permeated his ears and traveled down his spine. He felt a phantom tingling at his entrance as the orifice twitched and begged to be penetrated.

The other two demons recognized his need, but were not going to give him what he wanted, yet. Instead they placed themselves just out of his reach, with the vibrator between them. Then ever so carefully the two demons laved the humming device with their tongues. Every now and then, their tongues met each other’s; they became distracted and abandoned the banana in favor of a soft warm mouth. When they were sure the thing was good and wet, they turned back to Yusuke, whose chest was heaving with the heavy panting and his skin had become so hot that the whipped cream was starting to melt off of him.

Kurama placed the humming apparatus at Yusuke’s entrance and told him, “Say ‘ah’.” Then without farther warning, he pressed the thing into Yusuke’s more than willing body.

“AHH!” Yusuke cried out at the sudden intrusion.

Kurama murmured, “Good boy.”

“I think our Sundae is ready to be eaten, aren’t you Yusuke?” Hiei said in his low seductive tone.

“Oh yes, eat me,” Yusuke whined.

Kurama and Hiei each claimed one side of Yusuke’s chest. They methodically ate the pineapple and cleaned away the whipped cream. Their warm tongues soothed away the chill left by the toppings. Yusuke moaned and arched his back, wishing for more contact form those elusive lips. In their time, Hiei and Kurama dipped their heads lower, following melted bits of whipped cream down his abdomen, until they came to the next big catch of cream. The two demons dutifully cleaned the mess off his lap, clearing the cream off his thighs and licking the chocolate off his balls, but they didn’t touch the glob of cream and the cherry that rested at the peak of his prick.

“H-hey” Yusuke panted out, “don’t you want the cherry?”

To this Hiei lifted his head with a smirk, “I already got your cherry, Yusuke.”

Yusuke heard and felt Kurama snickering against his thigh. He decided it was time for him to shut up and just let the two do their thing. It was a wise decision, but unnecessary because in a moment he would be unable to talk anyway. Hiei on his right and Kurama on his left, they both started to lick and nip at the base of his penis, and oh so agonizingly slowly they worked their way to the tip. Yusuke closed his eyes as his mind slipped away in a tide of pleasure. He felt tentative tongues darting over his head removing the cream, but not staying long enough to give him anything of substance. Someone was pumping his cock with their hand and someone was working that magical whirling banana in and out of his body.

Yusuke could feel his impending orgasm bearing down of him, ready to rush forth at any second. Yusuke opened his eyes and looked down just in time to see Hiei and Kurama as their mouths met over the tip of his penis. The sight alone was enough to make him cum. He gushed between them with vociferous howl.

Drained to the point of exhaustion, Yusuke’s body went limp. His weight alone snapped his candy bindings; it had taken all the restraint he had not to have broken them before. Hiei shuffled off to turn off the camera, while Kurama helped Yusuke to the couch.

“I take it you enjoyed our game?” Kurama flirted.

“The highlight of my day,” Yusuke sighed in his contentment, “highlight of my day… that was…” Yusuke felt sleepy and nearly nodded off before a though hit him. “What about you two? Don‘t cha need a… release, after that?”

To which Kurama chuckled, “Don’t worry about that.”

“Did you think all we did while you where gone was decorate?” Hiei added with a cheeky grin.

Not sure how to react to that, Yusuke scratched his nose and let out a nervous laugh. He leaned back into Kurama’s comfortable embrace; Hiei crawled up next to him, so that he was sandwiched in warmth. Yusuke watched as the two demons leaned over him and shared a kiss-- as if it were the most natural thing in the world to them. Yusuke had watched these two kiss and cuddle many times over the past few months. They’d always insisted that their relationship was purely a lust thing. But watching them, Yusuke was inclined to think it was otherwise. Then again, maybe it was just his human upbringing wanting to see more than was really there.

“Now that you’re all relaxed, Yusuke,” Hiei abruptly called for the boy’s attention. “Kurama and I were discussing something the other day--”

“Hiei,” Kurama interrupted, “I don’t think now is the time.”

“Pttf, you never think it’s the time, fox,” Hiei countered. “Just let me tell him and he can decide for himself.”

“Fine, but I’ll tell him,” Kurama said, “You have no tact whatsoever.”

The vague exchange made Yusuke nervous to an extent. What could be so outrageous that would cause two demons, who propositioned him via videotape, to hesitative? But by that same token, it made him very curious.

“So spit it out,” Yusuke demanded.

Kurama began, “Well you see, Hiei and myself were disusing our current arrangement with each other and yourself. Now keep in mind, we are both very happy with our situation and in no way believe there is a necessity to change it. However, we have considered that you may have the desire to expand on the arrangement, to include other persons. If that is the case we are more than willing to comply.”

“Huh?” Yusuke cocked his head like a beagle trying to understand people talk.

“Do you want to bring more people into the bedroom?” Hiei clarified Kurama’s overly tactful speech.

As soon as the words processed through his head, Yusuke turned beet red and he started to stammer, “Uh, well… um… gee….”

“You don’t have to answer now,” Kurama petted Yusuke’s warm cheek, “We understand if you need time to think about it-- or to even think if there is anyone--”

“Koenma,” Yusuke blurred out.

“Excuse me?” He had caught Kurama off guard.

Yusuke swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat, and continued, “What would you guys think of inviting Koenma into our, uh, arrangement?”

“Bedding the royal brat,” Hiei stroked his chin, intrigued by the idea.

“I never considered that possibility before,” Kurama mused. He’d be lying if he said the idea didn’t send his blood supply south. He caught sight of Yusuke biting his lower lip and watching him with his innocent looking eyes, waiting-- hoping for his approval.

“But you have considered it, haven’t you?” Kurama chortled with his sexy fox grin.

“A little,” Yusuke admitted. “You probably already know this, but before Hiei came to me, I never even thought about another guy like that.”

“But since?” Hiei pressed.

Yusuke scratched his ear, “I’ve kept an open mind.”

“And it seems the Reikei Prince has wondered right into that open mind.” Kurama put in.

“So what do you guys think?” Yusuke glanced between them.

“I think we have a use for that video we just made,” Kurama pointed.

Hiei smirked, “And I think I’m taking a trip to Spirit World.”

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TBC
A/N: I hope everyone liked the 4th UV. Sorry it took so long to get this one out. I had decided to take a break from the series and write something new, my one-shot Mating Season. I’d like to thank everyone who left reviews. Somebody wanted to know what I’m going to do about Keiko and Yusuke’s relationship with her. I don’t know yet. I admit it I have no plan, I’m playing this thing by ear. I’ll update this ASAP. Next chapter: How will Koenma react to receiving an Unmarked Videotape?